Monday morning. Pretty routine by now. It's December, right? I think it's like the sixth or seventh. Once we're into the second week of the month, I'm never really sure what day of the month it is. Don't always remember the day of the week either. It's almost winter break, though – if I'm sure of one thing, it's that.
Math first. Factoring three term equations. We've been working with these for a while now – pretty easy … wait. I got none of the examples right. How'd that happen? Pretty confident I did everything right... probably just a fluke. New material now. Differences of squares. Did this last year, or maybe the year before. Makes sense; if only everything in this class was that straightforward... Few sample problems. Slowed down to make sure I followed all the steps this time. …None right again? Weird. Guess my brain isn't awake yet. Probably should wait until later to do this homework if I want to get any of it right.
Good, a free. I need one, apparently. Can't login to the computer. Stupid school; someone's probably playing Call of Duty and bringing the network to the brink of collapse and not allowing it to properly log other users in. I'll just use my phone. Should check how my fantasy hockey team did last night. Incorrect password. That's odd. Is Caps Lock on? No... Maybe it's this? Still incorrect. Huh? I've never been this out of it before. I got somewhere around eight hours of sleep last night, which is a bit more than I normally do on a “school night.”
Chemistry. At least I can't get anything wrong in this class; all we do is listen to lectures and take notes. Good god this is boring. Ah, a worksheet. I get all this stuff; I have for weeks. Can't possibly screw this up. Well well well, what do you know? None of what I wrote down is even close to being correct. What in the hell is going on? I feel like George Bush post-cocaine. Wonder what that guy's doing right now? Probably trying to hide from Dick Cheney's quail hunting expeditions, if he's smart. Oh wait... But that's gotta be close to a full-time job, right? I bet I wouldn't be this wrong about everything if my mind would focus on school for a little while.
English class. I can still speak the language, thank god, so this can't be that bad. Talking about a movie and re-watching some clips of it. Apparently I just said something that contextually made no sense. So much for thinking I spoke the language. I'm going to shut up for a little while. Interesting view over there. Heheh, George Bush...
Lunch. Not much to get wrong here. ...Except my meal-plan number? That wasn't my name that popped up on the screen... err, oh well, the cashier didn't notice and I'm sure no one else will... Certainly won't get anything wrong in four square. Hey, how'd I get out there? That wasn't own square... unsurprisingly, I'm alone in thinking I'm still in. I need to sit down. Something's not right; this has gone beyond bad luck.
Digital Literacy. Still can't login to the computers. Everyone else in the class can. I know there's this one account that doesn't have a password … at least this works. We have to read an article about some giant conglomerate buying a small Internet startup trying to revolutionize some random industry, and then we're going to have a class discussion. I remember reading about this yesterday; no problem at all. The teacher's telling me I'm talking about something completely unrelated to the question asked. But...I'm not...or...am I? I'm starting to lose it. I'm just going to be quiet again. When does this class end?
Another free. Four square. I'm out again? No I'm not! Again I'm alone in pleading my innocence. This is getting ridiculous. I'm just going to sit down on that bench and watch. I'm pretty sure I can't do that wrong, but I bet I'll find a way... oh, wait, I have a Latin vocabulary quiz next. I know all the words though. Err, which means I know none of them, if the past few hours have been any indication... studying this stuff seems like such a waste. I know all of this! Well, I should know all of this, anyway.
Last period of the day. Latin. Quiz. I...think I got them all right! Everything just sort of connected right away in my mind. They're being graded right now. Let's see what I got … a 0 out of 20!? I think you have to consciously try to do that poorly … and even then you’ll probably get at least one right. There goes that fleeting blip of optimism... at least the lowest grade at the end of each quarter is dropped. I hope. New material: imperfect subjunctives. Don't get it. Not even going to consider asking questions; I'll just say something ridiculous.
3:10. Finally. School day is over. Now to walk to work. Usually only takes around 20 minutes. Just have to make a left here, and … where am I? Oh hell. I've never seen this street before... good thing my phone has a GPS chip in it. I'm 1.4 miles away from where I should be? How the heck did I get that far off track? Thank god I can get directions from my phone, too. …It says make a right here... and... hey, that's the office building! And it's 4:45. Only an hour and fifteen minutes late to an hour and a half long job. I'm sure my boss will be thrilled. Oh, great. The doors are locked. Why are the doors locked? That's right! They're closed for some reason today... why didn't I remember that? I should probably get back to school so I can get picked up to go home from this disaster.
It's a good thing I don't have much homework tonight; I'd just do it wrong anyway. I should probably go to sleep early... if I still can't get anything right tomorrow in school, I'm just going to say I'm sick and come home early.
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Latin. Have to translate a passage of Caesar in-class. Let's see how...creative...my translation is this time... Hold on.... I... I got the first sentence right! Haha! I got something right! I got the second sentence right, too! And the rest of it! What a great feeling, to have gotten something right! How sad that I'm getting so excited over an in-class Caesar translation.
Full of optimism going into history class. Discussing Maryland and Virginia colonies. I think I just said something that made sense! I think … I think that disaster of yesterday was an isolated thing... it's gone now. It's gone.