The internet has been down. But now it's back!!!
Tech week has officially started. And it just a way for me to stay away from home, avoid my family and wander around school at night.
We had a bunch of mini adventures today. 1. Michelle and I snuck into the big theatre, climbed up on the scaffolding and sat there conversing about love while listening to a piano violin duet. It was really cool. The colors were faded, cause the lights were blue, orange and white. It looked like a movie. Through the curtains we could see the grand piano, and the duo half hidden behind the massive contraption. The music was beautiful.
2. Dan, Michelle and I followed Mathew to the bathroom. We stood outside singing songs, apparently serenading him. I swear he was hiding from us. It was really funny. And apparently she sounds like Rhianna and I sound like Taylor Swift (people tell me that a lot, and ask me why I'm not in choir. Cause my voice tends to die a lot).
3. Walking around the school building looking for the vending machines.
I actually did do my homework, I'm done with math for the next TWO days!!! Bam!
Weekend. It really sucked. My parents got pissed that I wasn't doing my homework and slacking off. And I got mad and it ended in tears and slamming doors. Also this guy that was suppose to email me about the posters didn't. And I called him like 20 times. Really really stressful stuff. To sum it up it was spent crying.
And today I almost cried again.
For starters I did not want to go to school at all. I was late to 1st hour, again. 2nd hour was funny did you know omphaloskepsis is contemplation of one's navel as an aid to meditation. Right before 3rd hour, passing time I walked past Chris. We made eye contact and in that moment I was contemplating, smile, wave, say hi? Well...he winked at me. I was smiling so much. I seriously though I was going to cry. I almost did.
3rd hour, boring. 4th, sub. 5th reading. 6th, math and 7th hour homework. 7th hour...meh.
After 7th hour I went downstairs to see if I could buy some food. I was starving all I'd eaten in the last 24+ hours was a waffle and a peppermint. Fumbling around in my backpack pockets I found myself 10 cents short of any food. Ready to admit defeat I see Chris walking out from the Athletic hall way, making funny gestures trying to act black will all his so called swag (and shit), finally he waved and stretched his arms out for a hug.
I took it. For one moment it felt as if we'd gone back to before yesterday to a time that this was our every day ritual. "Hey, wassup. So do you have 10 cents?"
"Nope. I'm broke."
"I'm hungry."
"Me too."
"What are you still doing here?" (He doesn't have a 7th hour).
"Hm. I dunno. I need a ride home. Maybe I'll take the city bus."
"You don't have any money..." He ran off, there wasn't much of an actual good-by but in that moment I swear I was so happy, I think I really did almost start crying. I walked to theatre hands over my mouth for some reason hiding my smile, ready to wipe away tears of pure joy.
The color of the sky: It looked like snow. Snow that falls on the side walk in front of school. Pure and white, then as the foot prints imprint their patterns in the snow a grey dirtied color. But still beautiful, how could snow not be?
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