Friday, January 11, 2008

01/08/08 - fool on the hill

7:10 again. i need to realize the fact that going to school until june at this time every day is not going to change. c'mon olivia.

despite the fact, that i have to go to school for ten minutes, the rest of the day is going to be filled with amazingness. i actually get straight out of bed, get ready, and pack my PURSE, purse not backpack, with a magazine, ipod, planner, pen, and wallet. everything i would need for the day. oh yeah, i also smuggled my hat into my purse as well. i downed as much tea as i could and got to school. i stroll into my video production class and am immediately confronted by my teacher who asks why i'm here because i'm technically dismissed from the period when a student gets signed up for a fieldtrip. i stall because honestly, it's freezing and windy outside, and in vid pro, we're watching a really interesting documentary called infamy about graffiti and tag artists. i sit for a whopping ten minutes in the office chairs set up in the middle of the room, then pick myself up and power walk to the front of the school where i meet up with adrian, bekah, and cami. after getting our bart cards, we walk to the station which is about a ten minutes walk away, and board our san francisco bound train. bekah and i listen to our ipods on the way there and laugh our asses off at nothing at all really. we get off at the montgomery stop, and walk the to bus station about a block down, when our bus arrives, and because there are so many kids from our school, ms dehart gets yelled at by a man in a wheelchair because the bus driver won't let him on. i'm sorry but it's not her fault, deal with it. it's started raining now, so we think fuck. we're going to have to walk in this. we get off some thirty minutes later, and trek through a forest uphill for about a mile to get to the legion of honor museum, and go in on an hour long tour of the museum's art. it's lunchtime and bekah and cami and i go into the cafe, and order lunch from the random ass scene boy working behind the counter. i get: a grilled cheese with disgusting pickled vegetables, a white chocolate mocha, and a vitamin water totaling at about eight dollars. we make fun of the consistency of cami's soup, finish up and walk back to the museum's entrance, all the while hearing kylie tell everyone how ms dehart accidentally ran into the mummy that was encased in a glass box. we look outside at the weather and realize we might possibly get blown off the sidewalk on the walk back to the bus.
yep, i was right. we get on the bus, and adrian and bekah and i chat it up about ipods and such on the way back, and some kid that apparently goes to out school that i had never seen before, falls asleep almost on my shoulder. as the bus goes down lots of hills, the sleeping asian boy gets closer, so eric decides to take a picture, and we wake him up and show it to him. we share some laughs and it's time to walk to bart. bekah stays at the powell station to get picked up by her dad to go to an interview for a camp, and adrian and i talk the whole way home, deciding that when we get back, we'll walk to gordo's and get a bite to eat. after getting off bart, we ascend solano to gordo's talking about who knows what and both get a carnitas super burrito with guacamole. it's only the second time i've been there and i must say..it was pretty damn good. adrian has to go home, and i have to go to the bus stop right out front to get to work. i listen to about 5 relient k songs, perfect in rainy weather, and finally get my bus to work. i do my difficult work of spraying and washing down tables (haha) and sit and do art projects. it's getting dark, so i walk home after work, and settle into my room, turn up the heat, and watch degrassi while waiting for my mom to get home. why am i waiting? because the minute she gets home, we're going to the t-mobile store to get my new phone. yessssss.

once at the t-mobile store i get my new sidekick slide and immediately start playing with it once home. the only sucky thing is that my sim card didn't transfer over my contacts because they accidentally were overwrited. i do some homework, read some kevin smith, and pass out at 12.

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