(*gasp*) My routine, instead of doing my "desperately-needs-to-be-finished" schoolwork, has become signing on to FFR to see if any new people have shown me love...

...and yes...they have ^_^

so I feel loved. And completely sick of my classes (*stares at clock*). But at least it's not Thursday...Thursdays are horrible...this is what my schedule is on Thursdays:

(7:30a)--Wake up due to everyone in the house incapable of keeping quiet in the morning
(8:30a)--Actually get out of bed because otherwise I'm walking a mile to school
(9:15a-9:45a)--Arrive at school and go to the Library to find new ways to bypass security blocks and go to the sites I want to
(10:45a-12:00p)--Psychology class with a completely insane teacher. (She believes that marijuana should be legalized to blind children, that energy drinks should be locked up and carded for, and that PMS is a conspiracy by men to further demean women).
(12:10p-1:00p)--Concert Band. I don't mind it much...I just switched instruments from Clarinet to Bass Clarinet because the instructor wanted me to...
(1:10p-2:00p)--Statistics class with a pretty cool teacher. This is the height of my day. Seriously.
(2:10p-3:30p)--Advanced Piano. I still find no point in having to take this class. I taught myself how to play piano, and I know more than what I'm taught...
(3:30p-5:00p)--Still playing piano. The class is 3 HOURS LONG! We get out early, but what else is there to do?
(5:10p-7:00p)--English...a horrid class. Don't get me wrong...I like writing and stuff. But this disorganized old man drives me insane. He requires a page report typed up every class period, and every so often he throws in a 5-6 page essay. Joy. Furthermore, he critiques your work based on common knowledge and not on English criteria. He doesn't care about whether you spell correctly or use proper grammar or whatnot. He cares about law and government. I've read so many paralegal cases that I've given up on my side-fantasy on what it would be like to become a lawyer. I'm through with it! I don't care about America's regime change from the time of Hawaii to Iraq. Agh!
(7:10p-7:30p)--Sit around and wait for my ride home (which doesn't always happen, and it really sucks walking home that late).
(7:30p-12:00a)--Contemplate on whether or not I'm going to do the English homework I was assigned.
(12:05a-1:00a)--Decide not to do English and work on Stats instead...if I feel like it...
(1:01a-2:30a)--Roll around in bed until I can finally fall asleep, dreading the clock and how close it crawls until...
(7:30a)--DAMMIT! I'm awake again...-_-

That's all ^_^