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So anyways, we've been testing lately for our high school exit exams and today was the last day for it. So I got to school around 7:35 - our school starts at 8:00 - only to find out that because of traffic delays, schools going to start at 9:00 instead. I'm like, wft? My dad already left when he dropped me off so when my friends Katie and Ali got to school, we walked down this path for like two miles. Yeah, I don't know what I was thinking. And of course, my worn out converse just couldn't take it, so I got a few blisters. Haha, go me. It was windy so we got wind burn too, but yeah. It was a creepy path, but since it was drizzling, it made it so cool, kind of haunted. So yeah, we stood around and then made our way back to school. Once we got there we went to our classes and tested for four hours. The problem was, I got done with my test in about an hour because they are so freaking easy. So I sat there for three hours, and got hit by a huge paper ball because some stupid people were betting on how many baskets they could make in the trash can across the room. I just happened to be in the way. Idiots.
So, the day went on as normal and I was bored...as usual. I took the bus home today and my bus driver - the coolest BD you'll ever meet - wasn't there. There was this really strict dude that assigned our seats and told us not to talk. He got to the school about fifteen minutes after school ended too so I was pretty ticked off by then. He's like, "I don't want to here any of you talk because I have other things to worry about." I was just like staring at him like he was nuts. God.
So when I got off the bus I went home and everything went normal. 'Til my dad decided he was going to pick Children Favorites again. He's a sports fanatic and my brother's basketball season just started again. He's like, "Lauren, clean up the kitchen and do the dishes." Then he tells my brother to sit down at the table and talk to him about how his practice went frame-by-frame. I've been cleaning up the kitchen for like two weeks and my brother hasn't done jack squat. He proceeds to act like it's a burden to say, "Yeah, well dad, we got in the gym and had to share it with the girls today. We did lay-up drills and Randy got kicked off the team." I guess tennis isn't manly enough for my dad since he never asked how my practice went when it was my season. And he only came to like three of my games. Whatever.
So sorry about this rant. Nobody probably read about it but that definately felt good. Thank God for my lj. :) Now, i'm going to go and prepare for my Tumbes-Choco Magdalena presentaton tomorrow in biology.
♥Lauren.
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