I actually hate that song. Anyways, I figured that I should provide a more in-depth update for this weekend and thus far this morning, as my message yesterday was quite cryptic. Actually, it wasn't. I just like that word.
So, on Saturday, Science Olympiad stuff. Highest grade that anyone got was a 70%. DAMN. We didn't think we made it that hard.
My sister won two first places and two second places and Palmer took first for the second year in a row, and this one guy on her team went "I knew Rosie (Erin's friend who medaled in all three events she was int) and I (Geoffrey, who got two medals, 2nd and 3rd in stupid events) could carry the team." Um seriously? Seriously. He did very little. My sister and Rosie carried the team. Seriously.
Sunday, I was, by many more conservative definitions, bad. I was going to go to church at 7:45, but my dad went, and I like to go to church by myself because I can stand in the back, and leave after communion, and not hold hands and all that good stuff. Well, I decided to go to 9:45 then, and it was initially my favorite person in the world (only not). Then, I got this sudden inspiration to just do a Sound of Music thing, and so after the deacon finished the gospel, I left. And I drove for miles and miles and miles, all the way to Divide. I hadn't left town since January, and I have not had one of those kind of drives where you say "screw the world" and do whatever the hell you want since I was at Regis. Of course, it probably didn't help that I decided that this point would be wonderful for a musical entourage. On the way back, I stopped at the Donut Mill in Woodland Park and had, of course, AMAZING piles of carbohydrates and fat. My car got some good highway miles, which actually really helps the car run better, I got to have some fresh air, and I want to do this again soon. If this weekend is not too ooky, then I'm going to go farther. By ooky, I mean too much school stuff and too bad weather. However, next week, I have three exams which may delay this. I don't know just yet, however the possibility is certainly exciting.
I have studied my ass off for chemistry. However, I didn't do so much on my physiology, on which I got a 94%, or I'm pretty sure I did. I'm not really phased because there are so many points in the class that one bad test is meh. However, I am seriously concerned for Chemistry because I want a G.D. Periodic Table. More than like anything right now. I have all kinds of mechanisms engrained into my head, reactions running rampantly, and IUPAC names scattered everywhere. I'm ready for organix syntheses and all kinds of other crap. I freaking want to get a 102 or whatever so that I can get the periodic table keychain. Dammit, I freaking want it like now.
Anyways, that's thre pressing issues of the morning, this afternoon I have to somehow survive physics and anthropology (blah) and then when I get home, I have to finish my Civil War paper. Stupid being here-ness.
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