Damn. I must be, like, the last person in the world to figure out that The Sisters of Mercy & Joy Division sound similar. It's one of those untutored, got the derivation before the source things. I'm listening to Sisters and shaking my head right now. No, really. Right Now!
Weird day today. Wednesday is usually our sleep in day, as school starts an hour later than the rest of the week. Today was the first day of in-class exams, so my first period was extended to 105 minutes. Groan...
They were just awful. I mean, terrible. They were insulting, they were rude, they were apathetic and they were boring. Rosalind had most of my homeroom that period; she said that they accomplished so little that time actually seemed to go backwards.
The rest of the day was the usual mix of anger, threats, insults and half-hearted bribes. I'm becoming hardened to it, although I am tired of the sly goth jokes at my expense. I never should have told them that I went to DarkRave.
"Well! That's the last time I share my dinner plans with the class."
- edna krabapple
