Good Carlisle, today was a horrible day....
I could already tell that something was going to go wrong the minute I woke up. I forgot to turn on my alarm clock last night which was something unusual since it's such a routine for me. I woke up at 6:43 and had until 7:15 to get to school without being counted late. Of course, I was dead tired and was dragging my feet and end up late. But I figured, "Hey, this is just one little mishap. That doesn't mean that the rest of the day is going to turn out crappy."
Well, I was right, until sixth bell. I came in before the late bell rang and already the teacher was carrying on about something. I can't focus in that class to save my life so I started messing around with the guy I sit next to. I got the main idea, though: We were finally finishing up some stupid project we were doing. She went on and on about working with partners and I found it funny because my partner got switched out of the class not too long after the beginning of the year. It didn't bother me: I was actually doing better without her.
So she handed us out the things we needed and I noticed that the guy who had been moved to our table for the day didn't get a paper. The guy I usually sit with already had a partner which confused me. The guy went up to the teacher's desk asking for the papers. I couldn't hear what they were saying. He came back and said "I guess I'm your partner." It felt like my body was sinking inside of itself. I was perfectly content with working by myself!
And, oh joy, he's a slacker! He just sits there drawing what he calls "the awesome-st eye ever." And when I tried to finish the task at hand he kept telling me I was doing it wrong but hardly showed me what it was I was messing up on! We were kind of talking when I said health was a useless subject to me since I already took it two years ago. Of course he asked me what school I went to and it all played out like this:
"I went to a Christian school."
"Oh, a
Christian school. Are you a Christian?"
"Yeah."
"Do you believe in God?"
"Yeah."
"Do you believe He can save you?"
"Yeah."
"I believe God is a bunch of baloney."
"Whatever."
I couldn't believe he was talking that way to me! Like I really freaking care about his opinion! I didn't feel like arguing over it with him since he already had me pretty stressed out. But if he brings it up again I'll tell that that's his opinion and I have mine! I have this weird feeling that he'll start calling me "Christian girl" or something along those lines. I told my friend about it and she said I should tell the teacher I want to work alone, but I know it won't work. This woman is really hung up on the whole partner deal. Ugh, I'm dreading tomorrow now and nothing is relaxing me like it would any other time. I just want all of this to be over with!
