So... today was long. And good. I'm so tired. I pulled two almost all-nighters (I say almost because I took an hour-ish-long nap each time to keep me going) and took a chem test today. I got an 80% on my calc test last week. I was so sure I'd failed that! I know that's not a great score or anything, but it means I can get a good grade in calc if I ace the final.
It's like the whole world conspired to give me a wonderful day. Of course, I was bloody exhausted, but I enjoyed it. First... let me remember. I get the feeling something cool happened in calc, but I really can't remember.
Since I really have no idea if something awesome happened or not - I've been up for 65 hours! That's a bloody long time! - we'll skip to the next part. I went to write my paper in my classroom, which is always empty the period before our class. This one guy was leftover from his class period and we talked for a bit, and then he said, have a great day, evening, dead week, finals, break. Then he walked over to the white board and said, "Here, I'm drawing you a smiley face." He proceeded to draw a smiley face. "And how about a chipmunk?" He drew the toothiest chipmunk you've ever seen. "And... would you like to make it a super chipmunk?" "Sure, if you have time." He drew a mask, complete with a giant black 'S' displayed on the front. And then he told me again to have a great day, and he left. That was when I decided that my day had been made. Right after that, I found out about my calc test. And then, just before classes started, I jumped around in a bouncy house. (They had three bouncy houses across campus for Dead Week.) That was FUN!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! (Blegh, brain is dying.)
I went again after class with Ace and Finn, and after that we all went to get something to eat. I was drawing in my class, and I finished the drawing while drinking a smoothie. Finn looked over and saw what I was doing, and he said it was GOOD! After that, I stopped by my pastor's office. It's been a long time since I was there. I haven't had time, and for some reason I've felt guilty because I haven't been studying the Bible like I was going to, so I didn't go. But he didn't care at all. I started crying (pure exhaustion, I swear) and he gave me a hug. After that we went into his office and he made cocoa, and we talked some. Mostly just about what was going on in my life, and I showed him the drawing that I had done earlier. (It was just a picture of a girl, BTW. Nobody I know. Just a random girl that might not even exist.) He stared at it for a while and then said, "Holy smoke." He thought it was really good too!
Next day (continuing now because I was too tired to finish last night) And then... let's see. I went swing dancing and I went to bed. Slept in this morning. Still tired. Still happy. And I got a flat tire today. Had the stuff to fix it though so I was fine.
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