Wow...can it be? The second day in a row of blogging for me? Well, yeah. But I guess it's just to make up for yesterday's weird one. (Sorry about that, b.t.w.) Anywhoot, today was odd. In first period Graphic Arts, Audrey, Toni, Katie, and I were just talking and having a good time. We were catching up on reading, splitting donuts, and all that good stuff. (Oh, and they also helped me with the midterm grades--so, thanks, guys.) It's pretty cool, because this week, their module is all about downloading music. Its' discovery, its' uses, the scandals--and all that hoopla.
Then, the sick part came along. In that class, I happen to be a service student, so sometimes, my job is to walk around the room to check up on people to make sure that they're doing their work.
Well, I was making my rounds, when I suddenly came across these people surrounding certain computers in the back corner of the room. I look at the monitor screens, and I just so happen to see screen savers of a girl posing all nasty-like, wearing practically nothing. They were also look at picture after picture of girls in provocative poses. It was so...nasty. *cringe* What's worse was that it was a whole bunch of people just denying it. The one guy looking at that prono stuff knew I was right behind him. It went something like this. (I won't reveal any names. I'll just call them Sicko and Perv.)

Me: Uh, excuse me, can you please do your work?
Sicko: Yeah, oh man, I was gunna look at cars and all of a sudden, this came up...
Me: *thinking* YEAH RIGHT!! He was scrolling through the damn thing for almost two hours!
Sicko: *Still scrolling, looking at the pictures*
Me: *still standing there* Yeah, by that, I meant, can you do your work right now?
Sicko: *sighs* Yeah, sure. *closes window*

Then, I come across the other guy, with the crowd surrounding him. Of course, he has the same damn screen saver.

Me: Hey, can you change the provocative screen saver, please?
Perv: Wha? Oh, it won't let me.
Me: *MAD*

So, I leave...

...only to come right back again after cooling off.

Me: Hey, I said change the screen saver.
Perv:*Supposedly playing Checkers* Alright. *does nothing*
Me: Now.
Perv: I was!
Me: *waits*
Perv: *Turns around to see that I'm still there, so he changes it*
Me: *Leaves*

Then, when the grades were passed out, certain people who were either not doing SHIT or just sleeping in class got all upset over their grades. It made me so mad that all these people got off easy, and still complained. If it were my choice, I would have totally failed them. It's the grade they deserved--so they should get the hell over it. AUGH! To make matters worse, at the end of the period, when everyone was just standing at the door in this big crowd waiting for the bell to ring like a bunch of cattle waiting to be herded to the slaughter house, I realized something.
Mr. Laird, out of the kindness of his heart, bought the three books that we're supposed to read over the summer. To Kill A Mockingbird, The Catcher In The Rye, and The Lord of the Flies. Well, I was upset because I noticed that someone had stolen The Catcher In The Rye during the time that everyone was standng around together! But I was too late, because the bell rang and everyone was headed out the door. What I didn't notice was that ALL THREE books were missing, plus, I seemed to be the only one concerned about this. I told Mark and Stephen about it, and they just laughed at me because I was "whining", and then I told Mr. Laird, and he told me not to "worry over seven dollar books". So, basically, I felt all alone in my misery. So I decided to share it with you lovely people. I have my suspicions about who may be the theif, but I guess I won't know who took 'em all until they're returned...IF they're returned.
And that leaves me here. Sad, alone, and with no book to read. :(
HIGHLIGHT OF MY DAY: First time using a hot glue gun and talking with friends that I haven't been able to talk with in the longest time. That really does mean a lot to me. All the little things in life are what makes it great.