(approximately 10:00 am today)
Right now it's 4th period, where I have nothing to do... My schedule says I have Online AP Environmental Science, but the course doesn't start until November... But that's not the point because about half of my school day is full of nothing. I only have two main classes and then a buttload of electives, and then fillers 6th (Lunch) Period and 8th. I don't drive, and have a 7th period, so it's a very awkward schedule.Even though I should be happy to have such a chill senior year, I'm bored out of my mind on a daily basis... At the moment I'm sitting in my friend's car "napping," except I'm not tired today, and it's rather hot. I'm listening to Joan Jett on 106.9, because I DO love rock and roll. And instead of writing an English paper on Utopia and Dystopia societies (the most overused topic in English class since I've read like 6 books on them since freshman year..) I'm blogging a blog with no aim or ideas..
So.. yeah. I had a chocolate void to fill. And, not mentioning how this happened since I DON'T drive but am alone with the keys to my friend's (whom I hope doesn't read this) car, I now have chocolate. Along with said mysterious-appearing chocolate, I feel incredibly sick. Too much sugar? Like when I was in elementary and we would have the Christmas and Valentine's day parties in our classroom, and anytime I would eat more than one of the cookies I'd get sick. Apparently I never out grew that..? I might have gone over board in the store; oh wait, what store? I didn't leave the parking lot or anything. But if I had gone to say, Walgreens, I might have spent about $8.15 on chocolate. That's 1 Nesquik chocolate milk, one of those little boxes of chocolate Special K cereal bars, and 3 bags of M&M's. Now, I did not and still do not plan to eat all of these things. But what I have eaten, makes me sick.
(4th period is now over and people are moving to 6th)
The first problem is that I don't LIKE milk...at all, but still drank it. Number 2, I was just gonna buy ONE bag of M&M's, but the cashier told me it was buy 3 bags for $2.00... so I did... And lastly, the healthiness of a Special K bar is canceled out by it's chocolate flavoring.... I now feel like throwing up, so excuse me while I go inside an do so... BRB.
(Present time)
Hello again. To avoid you being disgusted, I did NOT vomit. But have felt sick all day. The rest of my day consisted of chilling in the Stu Co room, picking up Taco Bell for another friend, giving away the rest of the M&M's, French class, and walking home but being picked up by a girl who drove me the remainder of the way. And here I am. This blog is the most "Diary-like" post yet, and I apologize. I just like the sound of my own voice... not literally because none of this is being said out loud. I also would like to thank anyone who is actually reading this, I appreciate your existence. So...
Tonight I guess I'm going to go support my school at the football game. It's a home game, so it should be fun. I hope it's better than last week. Not that it wasn't fun, I always enjoy being with my friends, like I was. But, not trying to bash my school, we sucked! The team wasn't in it, the crowd wasn't in it. We're talking about THE North Shore Football team. You know, the one that had a 80-something winning streak. The one whose name was known to schools all around Texas. You may not know where we're located or the quality of our learning, but if you hear North Shore, you KNOW the football team. Or knew... I've know idea what happened. It's like as soon as players from my graduating class started playing on varsity, we started losing. And being in North Shore for so long, I did not know how it felt to lose.... and it Sucks.
But I know we still have the power to kick-butt where ever we go... Maybe if the crowd were a bit more spirited, it'd help. Last week, when we played our arch-nemesis the Katy Tigers, their side of the stadium was loud and proud. North Shore Mustangs? Not so much.. Where's the school spirit? Nobody goes to a football game to sit and be quiet, you go to yell and scream! Now personally I know almost nothing about football, but I know how to be LOUD! I've gone to almost every game the last three years to cheer for my 'Stangs. And while I'd be one of the first to jump onto my feet and cheer them on, nobody else around me is standing. So as I glance around at this quiet cluster of people, I can't help but notice that they are a bit on the older side of the generations. And they sit with this angry look on your face and tell you to sit down either verbally or with their negative vibe. Dude!!! it's football, this is Texas, isn't it like law to be into it all the way. That's how I was taught.Where are your foam fingers, cowbells, and blow horns? If you haven't noticed the team really does get "fired-up" when they hear a roaring crowd. Those cheerleaders with their signs saying "noise" shouldn't even be necessary, to make noise should be a given. You see the mascot, the running flags, the players pumping their arms, you make noise dammit! You hear that band play, the swelling boom of the announcer, you're suppose to be so loud you drown them out! And it's not like Scarlet and White are horrid colors, they're pretty awesome actually, so where them proudly.
I want to win, I want our boys to win! I can't be their coach and make them play better, especially since they aren't actually a bad team, but I can be a fan and make them feel the love! I actually don't like football itself, but when there's a good crowd the adrenaline makes me feel great, so I know it makes the team feel even better. I don't know all the words to the school song, and I don't bring my pom-poms to the stands. But I cheer, loud and proud. What's the point of going to the game if I don't do that... I also tend to paint my face for them.
Good Luck Tonight.
Go Mustangs!
No' Sho' Fo' Sho'
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