Day 33: Sick Day

     Purple blouse, knitted vest, tribal print maxi skirt.

     NEVER has a day been so weary.

     Today was awful.  I woke up and could barely move.  I tried to get up and make an effort, but I simply couldn't bring myself to do it.  The makeup I was wearing today was the makeup I wore on homecoming night.  Yup, I didn't take it off, it was from Saturday.  My hair wasn't even touched.  I walked out the door this morning without even looking in the mirror.

     School is THE WORST PLACE to be in the entire world when you're sick.  I have a terrible cold and had a fever for most of the day.  Why am I walking around Monte Vista with a fever?  I couldn't tell you.  I'm so dumb, it was NOT the right choice for me to get up and go to school.  But it was too late.  I went to school and stuck it out.

     I didn't wear a jacket all day, I was just really hot.  Luckily, it was about 50degrees outside today so it balanced out.

     You know you're sick when someone comments on how horrible you look in each of your classes.  As I walked into Algebra, the boy in front of me looked up: "OHMYGOSH, Maddy you look terrible.  You really ought to go home...".  Okay thanks for telling me how bad I look, and no I'm not going home, I can stick it out.

     I was so wrong.

     The boy in math was just the first one of many comments.  I really need to learn how to be a better listener.

     When I got home, I crashed on the couch for a couple hours and talked to my grandparents who came by.  And now: procrastination.  I cant stand being sick.

Day 32:

     Yoga pants, class shirt.

     On the Friday of homecoming week, you have to wear your class color.  Juniors are white.  So I suppose my labor day challenge is over...  That makes me upset.  I cant write when I'm upset.  Goodbye.

Day 31: Outstanding

      Scrubs.
      Today's themes:  Freshman=Haight and Ashburry Street, Sophomores=Ocean Ave., JUNIORS=NIGHTMARE ON ELM STREET, Seniors=Diagon Alley.
      We has to dress up today as our worst nightmare.  Dentist.  What else? 
      Dentists are the WORST.  You pay someone to pretty much assault your mouth, then they insult the way you're taking care of your teeth.  Then they put gross goop in you gums and tell you that you're not allowed to eat or drink for an hour.  Hop off dentist.  You aren't even a real doctor.  Stop.
      TOMORROW IS THE RALLY!
      I love rallies.  I'm IN the rally.  I love pep, I thrive off of it.
      Some people just don't have spirit.  School spirit or just the concept of spirit.  Some people are just walking bummers.  I feel obligated to tell those people that I'm also in a bummer mood when they tell me how down they are, even if I'm having a solid day.  I mean, I don't want to be like "Oh yeah, I'm having a great day, the sun is shining in my world, but I'm totally sorry that nothings going right for you today."  That's a little rude, right? 
      I try not to tell people if I'm sad for this reason: I don't want to be lied to.  I do as Gary Galindo does:  When people ask him how he is doing today he responds "OUTSTANDING", as if the crazy antics of life weren't surrounding him.
      Tell someone tomorrow that you're "OUTSTANDING", trust me, it'll catch them off guard.  Maybe even make them smile.

Day 30: Just Hungry

      "Aqua Man" cape, a wetsuit, sparkly tights,  Vans, Nor Cal hat, goggles, flippers.
      Yup.  That description is true.
      Lets just get something straight:  I HAVE NO SHAME. 
      Today was "hero" day.  I saw a lot of underpants today.  It was a good day.
      I saw lots of firefighters and cops too.  Heros are everywhere.  Like our parents.  They come to the rescue all the time.  Plus they provide for us and that's a pretty sweet deal. 
      I'm hungry.  Anyone hungry?  I find myself hungry every part of the day.  Except for in the morning when you're supposed to eat breakfast, I never eat breakfast.  Ive been told its bad for me not to eat breakfast, but I don't think its going to kill me.  Ill just stick with my coffee.  Lunch, dinner, dessert, and every snack in between seem to be in rotation though.  I love food.  If its put in front of me, I intend on eating it... So deal with it.  I'm ranting.  I'm going to go eat food now.  I advise you to join me!

Day 29: Thank You, Educators

      Leopard footie-PJ's, brown Uggs, sleeping eye mask.
      Today was pajama day.  A perfect excuse for the entire school to look like fat hobos and be lazy.  The good thing about school theme days is that everyone dresses up together.  So we simultaneously look like fools.  Spirited fools.
      Homecoming week is when every teacher and student makes a silent mutual agreement to just not do much.  The teachers understand that we  have other stuff going on.
      We cant double task.  We aren't that smart.
      Some teachers just don't get it, though.  I have no idea what happened to these few selective teachers as children, but clearly they were the spiritless-outcasts that all of us highschoolers still frown upon to this day.  To those people that exist these days:  Live a little.  Have some spirit.

Day 28: Neon

      White overalls splatter painted neon colors, neon sports bra, green neon v-neck, neon bandanna headband.
      HOMECOMING WEEK HAS OFFICIALLY BEGUN.  So that means I wont be having a theme this week, because my themes are already chosen for me.  Sorry to disappoint, I know you all rely on my creativity.
      Who loves spirit?  I do.  I think its incredible.
      Today was neon day.  Obviously.  The entire school was full of color.
      Today, also, is a milestone.  Its day 28 in my blog.  WOW, 28 days.  That's like a full moon cycle.  That's the entire month of February.  Ladies... You know the other time significance it has...
      Tomorrow is PJ day.  Excited?

Day 27: The Important Things

     Black and white flowered  shirt, black tube skirt, black belt, TOMS.
     I am so busy.  Everyone is.
     I wore my hair up with a white headband on Friday because I didn't have time to take a shower the night before.  Total TMI, I know, but there is a moral to the story.  The moral is:  Make time for the things that are important to you.
     There are a list of things I try to accomplish each day that I don't let homework and the business of my life get in the way of:
     1. Parents: Maintaining a good relationship with parents is an essential part of growing up that will carry on for the rest of your life.  I set aside time to talk to Susan and Gary everyday.  Plus I like them.
     2. Food: I love snacks.  I need them to go on with my day.
     3. Showers:  I think that one is pretty self-explanatory. 
     These few things is what brings me through my day.  Pretty boring life isn't it?
     My theme was floral by the way.  Original, right?