Sunday, December 3, 2017

When ur internet cuts out

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Craig
This week has really not been that exciting. Hours melt into days. Days ooze into weeks. Weeks droop into months. Later on in life, months will merge into years. Years to decades. Until I die. This week hasn’t really meant anything to me. It just feels like every other week. I’ve barely changed. Class has barely changed. Life has barely changed. I kind of recall that this week was somewhat different because we (the current class) were told that we haven’t changed since first quarter. We were told that we still didn’t care for each other and that some of us aren’t moving forward. Yes, now I remember it. I personally see no difference in the range and frequency of multiple emotions from anyone, except my own internal emotions. I guess it will be clearer to whom that phrase is referring to as time passes. At least my grade went up.

What I typically Write in my planner
            Honestly, since all the weeks have been blurring together as of lately, I really don’t have a highlight or lowlight of this week. I simply don’t remember what happened. Did we see cells in science? If so, then that was a highlight. Did I get on probation this week? I’m not sure how long it’s been since the progress reports came out. Really, I’ve chosen a mindset in which time doesn’t really matter. Who cares if something happened yesterday or a month ago? It happened, and that’s all that matters. Who cares when progress reports came out? That day has already passed.


            I guess I learned that I should care about everyone else in leadership, if that even was this week. I learned that I need to get my grade up fast, for sure. I learned how to use the yearbook website. That happened, if I recall. I’m pretty sure all the yearbook stuff happened this week since I have a pretty good memory of it.

           So My favorite magic note this week was actually anonymous. There does not appear to be a name on it. I like it because it seems like something a friend would say. It doesn't seem artificial and calculated, but it still sounds well thought out. I'm assuming Matthew wrote it because it's his handwriting. That would make more sense than anyone else, since I'm a closer friend to Matthew than anyone else in the current class.


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