15 points
Ennui by Zahmity Zahm
April 4th, 2007 8:55 PM
Chapter 1: Japanese class (1.5 hrs)
I sit in my 5th period class after lunch and I try my very very hardest to pay attention to sensei, but pretty soon what she says gets fuzzy around the edges. I turn to Reiko and begin a conversation, and I can hear sensei again. But then before more than 5 sentences are exchanged, sensei splits us up and the descent to madness begins all over again.
Chapter 2: Math class (1.5 hrs)
Japanese class is over, and I drag my feet to math class, fully stupefied. Upon arrival, I learn that we are taking another AP practice exam. Sitting down at my desk to do my math, I tap halfheartedly at the calculator buttons, trying to look like I care. Really, though, I just want the test to be over and to recieve better than a B on it so that I don't have to make it up. My friend is lucky enough to fall into a deep slumber, and I poke him awake with my foot so that he can suffer with me. The bell rings and it's off to the bus.
Chapter 3: The bus ride home (.5 hrs)
Mr. T. is coing home with The C, so I sprawl sideways against my backpack, plug in my headphones, and put on my best "don't talk to me" face. I almost drift off to sleep when Pat Metheny starts playing, and the sudden stop of the bus makes me aware of my surroundings again.
Chapter 4: Home life (2.5 hrs)
After spending 2 hours picking my way listlessly through the mounds and mounds of homework that await me upon my arrival, my mom treats me to 30 minutes of chores to brighten my day. I want to play my guitar or write my novel, but I am trapped, trapped, trapped.
That's 50% of my Tuesdays for you :-P
I sit in my 5th period class after lunch and I try my very very hardest to pay attention to sensei, but pretty soon what she says gets fuzzy around the edges. I turn to Reiko and begin a conversation, and I can hear sensei again. But then before more than 5 sentences are exchanged, sensei splits us up and the descent to madness begins all over again.
Chapter 2: Math class (1.5 hrs)
Japanese class is over, and I drag my feet to math class, fully stupefied. Upon arrival, I learn that we are taking another AP practice exam. Sitting down at my desk to do my math, I tap halfheartedly at the calculator buttons, trying to look like I care. Really, though, I just want the test to be over and to recieve better than a B on it so that I don't have to make it up. My friend is lucky enough to fall into a deep slumber, and I poke him awake with my foot so that he can suffer with me. The bell rings and it's off to the bus.
Chapter 3: The bus ride home (.5 hrs)
Mr. T. is coing home with The C, so I sprawl sideways against my backpack, plug in my headphones, and put on my best "don't talk to me" face. I almost drift off to sleep when Pat Metheny starts playing, and the sudden stop of the bus makes me aware of my surroundings again.
Chapter 4: Home life (2.5 hrs)
After spending 2 hours picking my way listlessly through the mounds and mounds of homework that await me upon my arrival, my mom treats me to 30 minutes of chores to brighten my day. I want to play my guitar or write my novel, but I am trapped, trapped, trapped.
That's 50% of my Tuesdays for you :-P