My day was fine up till 7th period. My teacher spent half of the class on the fucking warm up, and then gave us twenty minutes to right a multi-paragraph essay on deforestation for cattle ranching in Brazil. Most people's essays were things like "Deforestation in the rain forest is bad. Deforestation is bad because they cut down trees. In conclusion, deforestation is bad." Or at least something along those lines. I decided that I was actually going to do the damn essay. I had written about a page and three quarters, when the bell rang. So I stayed a few minutes to try to finish it up, although I was nowhere near done. I ended up running out of paper, and my teacher was like "Get the hell out of here, kid!" So I left. And I probably failed because I didn't really make all of the points I wanted to. >.br />
Then, I almost missed the bus because I stayed after during to attempt to finish the essay. Once I was on the bus, my iPod and phone die. Then some kid was like "You three live in the same neighborhood; why don't you sit in the same seat?" Well, not only was this a stupid question, but it didn't really make sense, 'cause of all of the seats were full, anyway. I pointed this out and we got into some big argument. I obviously won because his best point was "You're a smartass." Then my day started to look up after this quiet kid that he picks on actually punched back and probably broke his finger. This shouldn't make me happy, but... it does. :D