First off, I can tell you that it is absolutely, positively impossible for me to get through a day without having one bad feeling. Having said that, I can also tell you this: I have made it through another treacherous week. There have been bad days, and for a while I had forgotten what that feels like, and good days (mainly good bus rides home). I have learned how to tell people they are annoying me in Latin and about a few mythological Greek demi-gods and kings and gotten a couple terrible grades in geography and science. So now I will go over the highlights and not so great parts of my week.
Sunday night I missed dinner because I was busy talking to Elisha of HOLY Mountain, a really great local band here, on AIM. Somehow we got to talking about music being expensive and money being tight. I told Elisha I would be at their show on the 22nd (at my favorite venue even) and he said to meet him after the show at their merch table and he’d give me a copy of their CD/demos. I thanked him but told him I already had a copy of it (I’ve listened to it a gazillion times) but he said he’d have a surprise for me anyway but I had to come get it. (Now this may sound creepy but I will remind you they are nice Christian boys and I saw them hug their dad at their last show inside the gymnasium of a church, mind you.)
On Monday I found out I definitely need glasses because I am near-sighted and will be ordering them as soon as I decide on the frames. By the time we left the eye doctor it was almost afternoon so my mom let me skip school.
Tuesday at school I had to make up some work in geography and missed one answer to get a grade of C. I found out Liz Lee had covered the song “The Funeral” by the Band of Horses on My Life As Liz, so I listened to the original version and found a download of Liz’s version as well. That night I asked my mom if she was happy and she listed off a lot of things that made her happy but also things that made her sad.
Today, Friday started out alright Latin was good like always, I tried and failed weekly the geography test. I left school and had a great bus ride home. I kept repeating, “Did I tell you I was a wizard?” My friends and I made up nicknames and now I shall be known as Rhimenosaurus. Afterwards, my dad and I picked up gelatos and I finally received my April issue of AP magazine in the mail. Up until now I was in a great mood then I found out My Chemical Romance had let their drummer, Bob Bryar go recently. Now I feel sort of unsettled.
And somehow I’m making it through this mess.