Grrr

Today I was working in the canteen and I closed up but Mrs. Pitre came so I went to open the window for her, but she's like "I can just get it through the DOOR," and she said it like I was an idiot. It made me mad.
Reasons why I think Mr. Zaluski is going crazy:
1. He hears voices (since he thought I was talking when I wasn't)
2. He saw a bright light and thought it was an alien.

We were talking about aliens and the unknown in science, and it brought to mind my scariest experience ever.
Lindsay and I were home alone and were watching a movie and all of a sudden we heard a crash and we went and we saw that my mom's ceramic vegetable dish had just fallen off the shelf for no reason. It was freaky.
Um, what else happened today, let me think...okay, science...told you about that...math, nothing happened. I also have a math test tomorrow. Bleh. Info pro I had to talk for a minute about cowboys. So I talked about Amanda's birthday present. And then saying Indians versus Natives. I wish I got the crime topic. I could have talked about my grape adventure. Hey, the guys had a Wednesday wellness class today! ha ha ha ha! The shift isn't working here for some reason. Grrr. I also had the stupid spacebar in info pro today. English, we finished reading that play. And in French Mr. Lamers was super wired. It was weird. We also went into our "love circle" (inside joke with the French ppl, hey Heidi?) and Malerie was saying something which I can't remember and was like "that's what I was STATING!" and we were talking about how French people say "it's hot, is it not?" and "go you to the store" and whatever, and Malerie was like "yeah, I say "it's cold outside, is it not?" and I'm like "you actually talk like that?"
French is super fun.
I have band tomorrow with the bitch. Damn.
I'm learning to play Swing Life Away by Rise Against. The tab I got was totally out of key and wrong so Craig is retabbing it for me. I wish I could listen to a song and know what chord they were playing. I have a bad ear. Actually, I think it's pretty good (my ear is HOT) but bad in comparison to say, Dr. Anderson, who has perfect pitch, Craig, and my mom. I wish I had perfect pitch.
Anyway, that's all for now. Cheerio!