Chemistry: Thermo Test Tutoring + Retake. But I don’t want to go to Gathman’s at lunch anymore. I mean, I like going there to talk to Normita, William, Phi… But I don’t want to because of Salinger. He’s a cool person, but asdfghjkl; so AWWWWK. Right now I just want to be a tutor.
English: The Jungle Research Project. Not too bad, and my group is amazing. Still, why did I let Ms. Roberts convince me to do an extra AP? I’m going to DIE.
Calculus: Finish up Chapter 3 + 4. Ohgodohgodohgod for the first time in my life I’m legitimately failing at math. The theory is simple enough, but I can’t practice for my life. And there is an extreme lack of tutoring, for me at least, because either people don’t understand it enough to explain it (which I get) or people (like Nikachu) think I’m smart enough to figure it out. WTH IF I’M ASKING YOU I MOST LIKELY HAVE SPENT HOURS TRYING TO FIGURE IT OUT. HELP ME.
Vocal Ensemble: Go over music for Saturday’s performance. Okay, call me pathetic, but singing is the only thing I do that is guaranteed to make me happy. And I’m getting there. And I’m excited for the gig, buuuuut… jazz band is going too.
APUSH: Terms and study. Chill class, easy subject. But I’ll be complaining tomorrow because I still have like 60+ terms to do HAHAHA (if you read the laughter in the voice of insanity you know me well)
Tennis: Pbbbbt. I haven’t ran in a week and it’s pissing me off how fat I’m getting.
Band: Sectionals. Flute or pit percussion? The world may never know!
Jazz band: Christmastime Is Here. WHY DID I VOLUNTEER FOR THIS. Singing next to Kalihari and Elizabeth makes me feel so inferior, and my voice seems small and minuscule next to theirs. Doesn’t help that Fitzgerald is there at practice, watching me struggle. Doesn’t help that musicians somehow get 10000x more attractive when they’re playing their instrument. Doesn’t help that I care even though I try not to.
Drama: Check callbacks and hope that I get the part that I wanted. Or not hope, because otherwise I’d be so much busier and I’m not sure if I could deal.
Secret Santa: Figure out what treats to give her. Go shopping. Be merry happy.