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April 27, 2002 on 12:25 pm | In Blogger |

Friday, April 26, 2002 [Blogger was being evil last night]

In Thatcher’s class we took a test about “true colors.” You know, that test which tests whether you are a Blue, Orange, Gold, or Green. I tested 100 percent bonafied Green, meaning I was a scientist. And, I think it’s a load of crap. It’s very hookey; like a horoscope it only lists your supposid positives, never your negatives. And, Thatcher said he was genuinely surprised with my results.

In biology I took home one of the bean plants from our Darwin experiment. Ms Zeiher also lectured on kidneys, and when I left the lecture I had to pee, and I was thirsty. It was not a good combination, but ah, well, what can you do?

Journalism…let’s see, we organized some papers dating as far back as 1968-1969, though my spirit was not much into it. Oh well. Then I did some copy-editing and that was that.

After school I went down to Keaton’s to retrieve a diamond ring I lost at prom. That was a good thing.

Then I went over to AP English study session, which I found utterly unpleasant. Ms Caples, having read all our ridiculous distortion essays, was definately displeased with our sloppy work, and yelled at Jeff and me for our terrible essays which both barely got 90’s. She told Jeff his essay lacked detail, and she told me mine lacked organization. I hate it when teachers undermine students in front of other students, and that was no exception at all. Well, what did I exactly resent about that entire episode? I dunno. I guess I just don’t want to talk about an essay I threw together on a Monday night while meanwhile keeping up with Wide Sargasso Sea, finishing Jane Eyre, doing an AP English study session, panicking over a test the next day in that class, and doing whatever else I was doing OUTSIDE that class. Oh well. Forget it. Another week and we’ll be done with the AP test; another two weeks and we’ll be done with that class.

Are you afraid of snakes? I ask you tonight because I nearly stepped on one today, and I was wearing flip-flops at that. I was walking home from school, it was close to sunset, the light was tilted just in that fashion so that the shadows are long and elegant, and the light has a warm feel to it. The wind was blowing wildly, like a little child playing with my hair, my clothes, myself. And as I was walking and feeling its amazing power, I looked down and opened my eyes. Two inches from me was a little garter snake, a little slithering fellow about a foot and a half long. I started, and stepped back. When I gasped, the snake bunched up, clenching its entire body in a big ball of fear. Our eyes met. I stepped back some more, still staring into its dark eyes, which were like two black ponds in its tiny head. I walked around the tree, past the snake, and let it lie behind my back for all eternity as I went home~

Jessie and I went to ice cream after dinner. Then we also went to Target. It ’twas lots of fun, though I think we took a rather pessimistic attitude about our own lousy town. Oh well~