I'm just not sure what to say, and I may just ramble on about random stuff. First, I guess I'll just say that I'm scaring myself, and there's a good reason. For those of you who know me in person, you know full-well that I absolutely HATE homework, but recently, I've begun to like doing it. That's not normal!!! My guess is that I've been inspired by the career program that I was accepted into. The abbreviation is T.A.C.A., aka, Theater Arts Career Academy. We learn about acting and such, though I guess it's title says all. Most of the time, we get into deep, emotional conversations, and I guess it lifts some weight of my shoulders knowing that others understand me. Now I feel more motivated and inspired! Except for the fact that I've had some major writer's and artist's blocks for the past week and a half.
On a totally different note, I've been watching Kill la Kill and My Bride is a Mermaid, two series that I love and seriously recommend. I couldn't describe them to you to save my life. I've got a whole list of anime to watch, so please don't try recommending anything to me for now.
Oh yeah!!! I totally forgot!!! I had this substitute teacher in Chemistry for the first couple weeks of school, and he was boring as hell!!! He was one of those old people (no offense to old people) that have a totally monotone voice and drone on forever and ever. When my actual teacher came back yesterday, she retaught everything, thank the Lord, and we figured out that the sub didn't even teach us 1/4 of the info we were supposed to learn!!! No wonder the class average is so low. I have a B though, so I'm thankful for that.
Funny story about the sub though. It was the day before a lab, and he was explaining things. He bought 4 "mystery" white powders at the supermarket, for which we were supposed to figure out what they all were or something. This guy was extremely paranoid about the food and beverage rule and a calm and collective guy too. I'll call him Mr. D for this because I don't wanna use his name. Anyway, back to the story. One of the obnoxious preppy girls in my class asked, as a joke if I may say, if it was allowed for us to taste the powders, and Mr. D went from cool, calm and collective, to, I nearly quote, "NO, ABSOLUTELY NOT!!! NO ONE IS TO TASTE ANYTHING!!!" Everyone was able to control their laughter except for the one who asked the dumbass question in the first place. He got fed up with her and sent her to the office, which was hilarious because I didn't like her to begin with. So yeah, that happened.
So, my freshman year, a boy (currently my bf), created a club. Not just any club, the Otaku Club. Long story short, he graduated, and now I'm the president of the club. I just have to get everything set up and I'm good to go! I'm lucky because this'll help my public speaking skills.
Alright, I think I'm done now, bye.