Wednesday, January 15, 2003
at 3:51 PMAn Elephant Never Forgets
This morning I forgot to wash (warsh) my face. I feel like a greaseball. That one deviation from my routine threw my entire day off kilter, for I forgot as well to shove my Japanese book and binder in my backpack before I left for school. Now it is evening, and I am completely lost.
I missed nearly all of English taking pictures for various clubs of which I am an active member; this was doubleplusgood. The sponsor lady (I think she is Mrs. McClennon) did not appreciate my and Chris Plummer's attempt to squeeze ourselves into the National Honor Society photograph. I suppose she is correct; I am a member of enough school cults as it stands. Chris, Craig, and Reimer wore classic "deer-in-the-headlights" expressions. I was proud to know them.
On the edge of my jaw I just encountered a newly-formed zit, which appeared during the course of the day because I forgot to wash my face this morning. I shall never, ever do that again.
Sensei Nakamoto bought April's transmission story. All is well, though I need to give the attendance people my signed excuse; theoretical-Heaven-forbid I should have an unexcused absence on my record this semester.
The first day of mock trial went well, except the direct examination of Michael took entirely too long. Nearly all the testimony was hearsay, but I didn't call on it because I was busy writing most of the time. I felt very proud of myself, for 'twas I who made the first sustained objection. Good for me.
I intend to have a jolly time cross-examining Michael, or whatever his name will be, tomorrow.
