Although I was sick, my day went quite well, I must say.

Poetry: got my paper back with the comment "Wonderful. Do you write stories? You definitely should" on it.

+ :)

Walked to Trader Joe's after class and met up with my mom. We got extra strength ginger brew and peach mango gel cups, then drove home (more than halving my walk home).

+ :)

At home I drank one of the sodas and played Emperor: Rise of the Middle Kingdom (the one I've been trying to find for years... it WAS in my brother's room!) for about an hour.

+ :)

My mom drove me back to school, where I sat in Psych for about an hour and ten minutes. (The class is supposed to be 1 hr 45 min but he always lets us out early...)

:|

Wandered around in the 45 minutes between classes and passed a cute-ish Greenpeace guy who tried to talk to me about the organization. I wasn't feeling good/paying full attention so I smiled nervously and didn't respond. After I got away I felt bad because I actually kind of am interested in Greenpeace, but it felt too awkward to go back.

+ :/

Sat in the Environmental Studies/Science building and ate a gross energy bar, then moved to another spot and ate a Cool Mint Clif Bar, which wasn't gross. Also chatted with some classmates who were there early as well.

+ :)

Environmental Studies class... We got put into groups and did a small presentation, then talked about... something... and then picked out newspaper articles and worked with one or two people to put together another short presentation. My group liked one of my ideas and we decided to use it. My other group members said they were glad I was there. We also had a lot of fun discussing our topic (how the food you eat causes pollution), so much so that we talked through our break and used all the extra time she gave us to keep going. Our presentation was probably the most interesting in the class because we did a little skit of sorts, whereas everyone else just displayed concept maps and talked about them

+ :)

After class one of my classmates came over and asked me what my major is, and when I said English, he told me I must take a lot of public speaking classes. I laughed and said no, and he said I did very well in the presentation and must be very creative. I was very flattered, even if I did think he was making something of a big deal out of it.

+ :D

My parents picked me up and brought me back home, and I played Emperor for another few hours. (I will probably lose interest in it soon enough, and come back from the realm of obsessive game playing)

+ :)

So let's tally this up...

:) - 6
:| - 1
:/ - 1
:D - 1

Looks like a good day to me!

It feels really good to be appreciated... This sounds kinda depressing but I think it happens infrequently enough to me that I feel really surprised when people don't shoot me down or ignore me. That isn't to say I think no one appreciates me; Alice and my mom tell me they care, and I still get a stray compliment here and there on my hair or something I've done, but it's... not the same. I don't want to say that counts for less, but it's just... expected by now, I guess. It feels different when it's a surprise.

---Edit---

I love your tally system. It does feel nice when people appreciate your talents. I think the first one is especially nice. I think you should write stories, too! :D

Re: your last entry, I often think about what it would be like if someone put your teeth on the curb and then kicked your head. Sometimes I think about it in the context of falling off my bike teeth-first into the curb, but it always ends the same way, with teeth all over the place. I never think of what happens next, because hours and hours and hours in the emergency room and in the dentist's chair doesn't seem as dramatic or spectacular as your teeth on the gritty concrete, just before someone kicks them all out.
» Zanzibar on 2011-01-25 07:02:15

I like your new rating system. :D
Environmental Science-y class sounds neat-o and has cool people. The people in your class is often what really makes the class bleh or yay. :)
» invisible on 2011-01-27 04:49:32

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