Where I Contemplate Today's Adventures and Exaggerate Everything. Huzzah.

So I haven't blogged in a while and I'm sorry.
If anyone actually reads this and for some reason was waiting for me to blog again, sorry for taking me own sweet time. But here it is.

So today was the last day of school before spring break. And I had an...interesting day.
And off we go!

*******home************
12:00 pm - went to bed.
12:05 am - woke up and surfed YouTube
1:00 am - went to bed. But for real this time.
6:30 am - woke up and printed off a random article for Mo Pro test
6:57 am - picked up by wifey and awaaaaaayyyyyy
*******school*****************
7:00 am - arrive at school
7:03 am - discover that my brother brought a Scooby Doo Stuffed animal to school and when questioned why. he responds with "Cause Imma a senior, [expletive of choice here].
7:04 am - 7:30 am - CRAM FOR MO PRO TEST ON ECON!!! still dont know what's going on....
7:30 am - ....end of block one - take test, pray to no gods and cry for passing grades.
8: something or another - walk to Calc and cram for calc test

CRAMCRAMCRAMCRAMCRAMCRAMAMMAMACRAM* (motto of the day)

Take actual calc test. Not bad.
I either did well or just got my own...stuff handed back to me. Onward, oh mighty reader!

(I gave up on the times. Make them up! Make your own fun!) - text Avi asking what lunch AP psych has. He texts back "fourth." I proceed to shit my pants and then run to psych to make sure because I need CT (cram time. See *). Question psych teacher Johnson  who laughs and says "first lunch." I shit again (due to relief) and then cuss out Avi.

My cussing out of Avi causes us to be late to first lunch = we have nowhere to sit
So there we are. Standing there. Loners. Asian. With psych textbooks in hand.
Cool factor to the max.

Eventually we find a table and we sit and we eat and have a really really good time. Reference here.
No, the table was filled with a lot of weirdos and a couple of cool classy kids (you know who you are).

I leave to psych and my two henchmen (Avi and my other brother) tag along.
We arrive. Johnson nods his head. I go for fist bump. He ignores it.
I make a joke linking his lacking fist bump skills to an old persons home.
Henchmen laugh.
Henchmen: LAUGHLAUGHLAUGH.

So we sit. And we cram.
Take the actual test.

Time allotted? 86 Minutes

[How I spent My 86 Minutes on a Final that is 20% of My Grade]
1. Finished majority of the test in 30 minutes
2.Fell asleep
3.woke up and finished remaining 16 questions of total 100
4. Fall asleep.
5. wake up from dream about becoming a YouTube star...soon to be true (not).
6. spend remaining 30 minutes amusing myself by spinning my pencil, thinking about the people I've met and fun times in the class, messing with Avi, and just sitting and thinking about nothing.

I also thought for some reason about Doctor Who. The theme song kept repeating in my head.

Phew. Here it goes.
I, Sibi, am no longer a DWirgin. A Doctor Who virgin. I watched the Planet of the Dead on YouTube instead of studying.
My rating: pretty good. The actors are superb (save for the weird black psychic lady), the show has substance and the music is, again, catchy catchy. It's been a while since I've really watched a show and gotten into it and I hope to get into DW. But I digress. Like always.

DO YOU KNOW HOW HARD IT IS TO TAKE A FINAL WITH THE BEACH BOYS GOING THROUGH YOUR HEAD?
 I didn't even know the correct words...
Just the same incorrect lyrics again and again and again and again.

So I finish the test and the class and leave.
I run into my Mo Pro teacher who says I have to make up a DBQ today.
I say okay.
I run into Mr. Trewick who says I have to get a signed letter by parents regarding my absences.
I say okay.

So I run home and print off another stupid article about scarcity for Mo Pro.
I get a signature from parents explaining my absences.

I also manage to shoot some hoops. I was 56/75 which is not bad.
Trot trot trot back to school.

I arrive and confront my Mo Pro teacher. I take the test. I give it to him.
He looks at me. I look at him. The test is just in his hands. We part without saying anything.
Good.

I confront the office. I hand them my letter. Lady says ok. Asks about my name spelling and proceeds to tell me that I have a great last name and that I'm cool and blah blah blah. WTF? Leave me alone, office lady.

I then see Partha and we both head off to AP Chem. For a party that we were not invited to. That you had to pay money for.

I did not pay any dinero but I did have:
-2 bowls of ice cream
-2 fruit bars
-a donut
-2 slices of pizza
-one diabetic coma
-a small stroke
and various other illnesses from the massive intake of sugar/sodium.

So I staggered out of there and school was over.
I then realized that I had conflicting plans (My social life is on FIRE)
I promised Avi that we would hang out. Avi and I said we would first hang out in eighth grade summer. We were finally going to hang out now after five years. Intense stuff right here.
I also was invited to shoot some hoops with a whole bunch of people.
I also was invited to go work out and trick.
I also was supposed to volunteer.

So I dropped my brother at work and combined everything together.
I shoot hoops with Avi and friends then Avi and I hanged out. Hung out. You know what I mean.

And then I came home around 9:00, ate dinner and watched a whole bunch of short films for the short film that my brothers, Jenny and I will be making which reminds me:
IF ANYONE WANTS TO BE AN ACTOR/ ACTRESS IN THE FILM, comment below or text me or FaceBook me! It's going to be good! And we could use all of the extras we can get!

So then I wrote this blog.
Which you probably didn't read all the way.
Which I get.
Which means that if you got all of the way down here, and read everything and noticed the secret word that I put in the middle paragraph, you win.









Ha! You probably checked for a secret word. There isn't one.