I want to skip to Friday now.

This week has been... less than enjoyable, for me. Monday was really rough, and today was sort of boring. I shall summarize Monday in one easy paragraph, since I missed out on it, but it was worth complaining about. Monday started off better than most. I didn't forget anything, I was on time, nobody made any annoying comments 'bout my hair. Then came algebra, and the world all came crashing down. Well, figuratively, of course. I got thirty percent on the last little test we took, and, as a result of this grade, I was forced to stay after school for support. I have never stayed after school for something of this nature in my life before, with the exception of once for french. But that was different because the after school programs were not installed yet, and so it was far easier to get myself where I needed to be. Now they've got a sign up form, and a bus schedule that is entirely different than the regular one, and all kinds of fancy nonsense that made me horribly nervous. Fortunately, a few of my friends noticed my panic and pointed me where to go, and hung out with me during the program. So it wasn't unbearable or anything. But it caused much stress, and I ended up arriving home at about four thirty, instead of three, like I usually do. Homework was light, the rest of the evening was fine enough, I even mastered the piano songs I needed to learn. However, at around nine I had to force myself to go study. You see, I had the very last major assessment of the school year in algebra today. My grade is literally hinged on this, and considering that it's somewhere in the area of being a D right now, I needed to do extremely well. So I did some extra review, studied with my parents, and hoped for the best. I did alright on today's quiz, but I didn't do wonderful, and that pretty much seals my fate. I'm going to have a C+ average for algebra, and, consequently, I'm going to live in a dumpster and eat chewed gum off the pavement as an adult.

Today was a little better. The test in algebra stressed me out, but my other classes were easy nothing. The french quiz today was the easiest one's ever been; I think I got over one hundred percent, which delights me, even though I don't really need it. I don't know why I've finally hit my stride or whatever one says, in french, but it sort of irritates me that I hit it at this point. I ended up letting my friend cheat off of me today, which is morally wrong and could get me suspended and all that, but she has a really low grade, and she forgot to study, which I've done quite a few times before. Teen Living might potentially be sort of fun, I've found. We're making boxers. Which, on the surface, is not appealing nor enjoyable in any way, and just causes undue stress for me. But I can probably make my way through this project by making my friends do half of it for me, like last time! Today we didn't do anything but find patterns and cut out sizes, and then we got to sit and talk.

Upon arriving home, I had my piano lesson. My teacher seemed far more thrilled at my progress than I expected, since I was still a little shaky on some things. I finished working out the song I've been playing, and she said we should begin working on some more contemporary music next week. I'm going to have to put some actual work into practicing, namely the notes. I forgot how to read the upper half of treble clef, and I'm still not fluent with bass clef. I hate reading music. If only there was some easier way to communicate which notes to play and when. Keys and all of that nonsense bother me too. There has to be a better way. There simply has to be. Oh, well. I actually really enjoy playing piano, I wish I hadn't quit before. I lost quite a bit of knowledge when I did so, which irks me.

I did some homework, and watched American Idol this evening. Sadly, Adam did not hug Slash, as I had hoped. It was going to make my week worthwhile. But, he did an incredible job with the Led Zeppelin song, and he was as gorgeous as ever. I hate that I have such a pathetically large fangirl crush on him. Normally, I don't take to American Idol contestants. I think. I thought Michael Johns was decent last year, and I liked David Cook for a while, but not the way I love Adam.

I listened to almost all string adaptions today. Of everything. Fall Out Boy, Led Zeppelin, White Stripes, Killers, Nirvana, you name it, I listened to it. Oddly enough, I've begun to develop a new Nirvana phase today. Stay Away and Lithium have got to be some of the most easy to replay songs ever. Normally, I prefer In Utero and unreleased material to Nevermind, but this phase appears to be an odd variety on the regular sort. I also listened to Bella Morte and Atreyu on the bus, because those are little phases that may, sadly, never go away. I'm going to the concert... the weekend from next, though! I need to try to learn all of Bella Morte's songs, but mostly the ones from their new album, since that's what they'll probably be performing. I already know quite a few. It's been a while since I listened to some of them, though. I'm rather proud of myself for not listening to complete garbage today, but then again, do string covers count as decent music? If not, I take that last statement back.

That's all for tonight. It's late.