Bad Teachers, Creeperz, and Haircuts

I probably would have wrote last night, but after falling asleep and barely missing two IM's that were sent to me a minute before I woke up, I decided to go to sleep last night.

So, my day (yesterday), as almost any day of the week was just another bland, original, nothing new day. I went to school, did what was asked, turned in papers, and took quizzes. I'm not going to go too much in depth about a day at school that is usually the same as any other day. Though there is one part of the day at school that did stick out terribly. It's been a common practice of my math/calculus teacher to try to teach the class another subject during a quiz day. After this practice of hers has now failed me out of 3 quizzes, I voiced my opinion about it after I didn't have a respectful amount of time to finish the quiz. By the way, we're not allowed to use calculators in her class either. Which this quiz dealt with simple, but time consuming calculations she demanded be done by hand. With much of the class struggling to finish this quiz with the 20 or less minutes given I said exactly this, or maybe something close:

"It'd be great if you actually finished teaching a lesson before the day of the quiz so the class would have enough time to finish.

Teacher - "Heh, yeah.....right."

"It seems really damn logical to me."

I was probably fuming, okay not fuming, but irked about this for at least 30 minutes. I'm going to end up writing a letter to her, printed out, and put underneath her office door for her to read. What it means to her I can care less, but I have the right to voice my opinion.
Not to mention, my thinking was off for a good part of the day since we had to share our english papers with other students and the two people I shared with, excluding myself went in this order, by topic of course;

1.) Why Barbie Is A GOOD Role Model
2.) Female Genital Mutilation

Wtf, that's all I've got to say about that.

Now...onto my more social part of life.

I was a little bit late, but I end up calling Josh telling him I just got home and I was going to take a shower before I went over. Well, I get over there, give him the Obama Hope poster (designed by Shepherd Fairey) and we get ready to leave. Kara calls, so we head over to her house, and we sit around trying to figure out what to do. Her and her brother end up fighting and it kinda ruins the happy-go-lucky mood that was there. So we finally end up going to the mall, which I knew the general direction to get there...just, not all of the turns. We end up driving around to other places, messing with a van full of people (beeping, 4-way flashes) ya' knowwww, being obnoxious.
I also swore I lost both of them in a store before finding them by some washers...

After having no clue on what to do we went to Perkins' to get a bite to eat, which is where I notice I eat slow. Me and Josh end up trying to make music before we start getting glares...yeah. I also find out sugar water is not that bad at all, thanks Kara. Wal-Mart though, heh, Wal-Mart...attracts very odd people. So we're just minding our own business, while Josh is wearing a pink helmet, and this odd guy starts criticizing Josh, so with this quote "Pink is a manly color" I swear it started a conversation none of us really wanted. So, this goes on for about 30 or so minutes and he's totally hitting on Kara the whole time. We finally leave the guy and end up leaving...and leaving Josh outside. He doesn't talk the whole way home, which makes us think he's pissed, but as I read in his blog he wasn't...ass.

Anyways, yet again, I really liked this weekend and the people in it. <3

...oh, yeah, I got my hair cut today. This is excluding the crazy humor of salon. =x