Wednesday, September 21, 2011
busy busy busy.
Today, for instance,i wasnt going to have lunch. My mom and i got into a huge fight all because i woke her from her nap. To "make up for it" she made me grilled cheese for lunch. she just sat there, waiting for me to eat it. I had no way of throwing it out, i couldn't refuse or she'd KNOW something was up. So i ate, and i cried on the inside because it probably had around 270 calories. 0 sounds much better than 270.
Why am i so stressed, you ask? I have one class discussion to prepare for, two 50 point essay question assignments, 4 poems to read and analyze, and THEN i have geometry, a French quiz to study for, plus study for a grammar test. Hand me the gun now! I literally have no free time. Yet, here i am surfing the web as usual.
I learned something in French today. The verb "grossir". It means to get fat, to gain weight. The first thing i noticed? The sneaky placement of the prefix GROSSir. Getting fat= gross. I admit, it made me chuckle a bit.
A sort of personal, dark joke of mine, i suppose.