Because You Missed Me

I haven't updated in a while. I usually hate when people say that.
It seems so presumptuous. As if someone has been checking your blog everyday, breaking out in hives and profusely sweating, waiting to hear the next random misadventure in your life.
I'm the only freak that does that.
And its usually people I don't even know. Today, I read the entire www.meltingdolls.com archive. I don't even know why. I think I was just bored. And its hilarious.
In the process, I discovered this: www.stuckinrehabwithpatobrien.blogspot.com
As a side note,do not read any of that while you are comsuming liquid. You will spew.

Today was a sad day. Seriously. Nothing good came of this day.
Except for the Pat O'Brien blog.
My Spanish teacher is going through one of his phases in which he actually wants to teach, or "assign." Which is basically being able to claim the act of teaching in the technical sense, while playing "Diamond Mine" for an hour. This is why he is brilliant.
So now I'm doing a powerpoint on Venezuela.
I've never done a powerpoint in my living life.
I'm freaking screwed.
He did let us go to the computer lab for the hour. Which gives me an hour of liesure to read Gawker and Fametracker. Only I couldn't because I hadn't finished my Teen Newsweek for Current Events, which usually isn't a problem because I love Teen Newsweek. But only if I have time to savor it. In Current Events I had to write an essay I barely studied for.
To top it off, we started "Pygmalion" in English 4, and I didn't get to read Eliza Doolittle even though my English accent is superb.

Oh, and Hannah made me meet a new online person. Again. The last one was a perky, red headed cheerleader. She drove me to the brink of insanity. Even her messenger names made me crazy. They were a mile long and expressed in detail any Joey Potter-esque teen angst she was feeling that day. I deleted her.
This guy resembles John Popper from Blues Traveler. Nice guy though.

See, today sucked. Thank God for Pat O'Brien.

Things I Learned Today
1) Like me, George Bernard Shaw dislikes apostrophes.
2) I need to work on spelling presumptuous.
3) No one else appreciates my impressions.