I got a free Hookah
I’m here sitting in my room at my moms place. I don’t really now what to say. I mean. I forgot some stuff like Lisa said I would. I forgot my power cord, and a pillow #1. so right now I”m on 41 minutes of power on my laptop and kinda pissed about it. I went to dinner with my mom and step father and it was the same as it always is. Kina awkward for me when Jim makes stupid jokes while I wait for my food and then eat it when it gets there while trying to make conversation so there isn’t that much silence. That was the end of my day though.
I woke up in Richmond and hadn’t paked yet. So i through everything in a duffle and then some homework in my backpack after taking a shower and was on my merry way to NOVA. The car ride up was fine. I got back here around 1 and walked in my house with no one here. I walked into the kitchen first to see if there was any food i could have. There were so left overs that I took and a glass of milk too. I don’t think that I have liked left overs as much as i did this afternoon. I went to my room to put my stuff down and my desk and chairs were gone. They are all in richmond. Then I called my mom to let her know i was here. She was excited.
Then I was off to madison to see Mrs. Branson. My freind Julian called it “Blake Buttlering” and that holds the conotation that I can’t move on and that I have to visit all the people that I knew in Highschool so that i validate myself. I don’t think I went back for that. I went back to talk to my old english teacher about weather or not i was going to teach a bit of her class tomorrow. We ended up deciding against it. I just talked with her for about 20 minutes until the school day ended then i had to go cause she had a meeting or something. She was excited for me that i choose English as my major though. There was a kid in her class that asked if i was going to go the dramma part of the school to say hi, I just looked at him and flat out said no. I think i would exploed with the amount of annoy screams that i would have to endore. Also there really isn’t anyone down there that i wanted to see. I wasn’t at Madison to see old students that I knew, i was there to see an old teacher.
After Mrs. Branson though i went to go see my 11th grade and 10th grade english teachers. They team teach now so it was like hitting two birds with one stone. When I told them what i declared my self as they both kinda looked at me. the 11th grade one asked “and what are you going to do with that Sid?” while smirking and knowing what it was i was going to say. They thought it was great that i was thinking about being a teacher. Both of them said that it was a great Idea. I thoght that was cool. you have to remember that I failed 11th grade english. I never was the best studen on paper but the 10th grade teacher remarked at how easy English was for me. “Poetic Justice” was the phrase they used to describe my choice.
I left Madison quickly avoiding the drama part of the building to go run errons. I don’t know if you spell it like that, sorry. I ended back at my house with my step father here and we talked for a while until my mom got home. There you have it really. Now my computer is about to die. I really hope that i did bring my power cord. I really really do.
P.S. Do you(the public that reads) think I’m lame for going back to my High School?
P.P.S. I’m up for going to a show on Saturday.
