Put some fricken pants on!

My day:

Bio: I had to leave for guitar, I actually practiced and Craig was like, "wow, that one improved." I have been playing this one song called Mexicassa for an eternity and a half and I CANNOT get it, it makes me angry.

French: We're still listening to Harry Potter dialogue in French on the computer, it's soooo boring. French people string their words together and mumble and it's really hard to understand. My French class is creepy. Five minutes before the bell rang Andra, Florian, and Nolan all gathered by the door and I got off the computer and was like, "wow, you guys are quiet," and they just kind of looked at me. Florian was like, "two, one..." and then the bell rang, it was creepy. He's psychic.

Creative writing: Okay, I am done my independent project, and yes, I am done a month and a half early. We have to have at least three peer editing conferences, so I think I'm going to do one with Zayne, Lauren, and Kerri and just fill out sheets without actually doing the peer editing thing. I had to recite The Bogeyman today, I almost forgot one line but then I recovered. I did better than Kendra, who kind of bargled the first two lines and had to start over, and her poem was only like four lines long. Everyone who writes poetry ALWAYS writes about either, "ohmigod, I love my boyfriend so much, I hurt when he's not near, blah blah blah," or, "I wish he loved me, but he doesn't know I exist, I just want to feel his touch, blah blah blah," and I mean, couldn't you have some imagination? Not all poetry has to be about love, for example, I wrote a humorous poem about the Dashboard Confessional concert. Tyler wrote a haiku about cows. I wrote one about the first snowfall, it's the haiku I use to control Heidi's mind. Her operating name is "Fox Mulder." And then I say the haiku, and then I control her mind.

Math: Heidi and I were talking about the X-Files episode where Mulder and Scully were investigating an alien abduction and people would get these red dots on their lower back and then die. Scully found some on her back when she was undressing for a bath, so she didn't bother to get dressed, put a robe on over her underwear, drove to Mulder's house, and took off her robe to show him the dots (which were mosquito bites) and I was like, "all she had to do was lift up her shirt to show her lower back," and Heidi was like, "I don't understand why she didn't PUT SOME FRICKEN PANTS ON!" and then there was this pause and then everyone started laughing. Zayne was like, "I heard, 'all she has to do is lift up her shirt,' and then 'put some fricken pants on,'" and then I had to explain it to him but he didn't look like he understood. Heidi and I did, that's all that matters.

Spare: I lent Lauren my jacket, she was cold. Then they were like, "Robin, stop writing!" because I filled out my stupid idea journal. French 10 is very immature. I don't think we were that bad last year.

We went to Mrs. Skehar's for the first time, and we didn't get lost! Mrs. Skehar has a Doberman and I don't normally get scared of dogs but I just finished a book involving killer Dobermans so it kind of freaked me out. Justine came for the lesson after mine and the dog freaked out, Mrs. Skehar said because it knows Justine is scared of it. I've been working on A major scale, and she won't let me move on! She wants it to be PERFECT. The good thing is she doesn't get mad at me because I'm not good at scales. And she gets kind of frustrating with my pieces. She wants me to play them slow, and hands separate. I hate doing stuff hands separately. And generally when I sight read I do it hands together, and I don't like going slow, I like going as close to normal tempo as possible, but SHE WON'T LET ME. But she is super nice and doesn't get mad when I don't practice, so I'm not that mad about it.

I just watched House, it was the same episode where the girl crapped out of her mouth, it was gross. Apparently Lauren and Lost have broken up, she is not watching it anymore.
I want X-Files. Right now.