Blog Post #2!

Today turned out to be a pretty great day, so prepare for a long read.

Video Games:
7:23 I began my speed run on Super Mario 64, and everything went amazing until star 49. I messed up majorly on the 100 coin star, so I decided to stop there. I got 33 stars and the first key in 40 minutes. In a perfect run, I should be able to do this seven minutes faster, but this is amazing compared to what I've done lately. When I finished, I had obtained 48 stars in one hour. Some setbacks on Hazy Maze Cave really hurt me, so the run was already semi-ruined before my major mistake. Oh, and I'm still messing up on the 5th star. XD

Music:
Something about Korey always gets me in the mood for pop music, and today that feeling lasted. Perhaps it's time to take a step back and take a listen to pop music again. It's not all bad, right? During most of band today, I stayed near the keyboard, where Korey was playing various pop songs that really took me back. He sat there almost ten minutes trying to learn the chords to Boulevard of Broken Dreams. He never could quite get it, but that didn't stop me from having the song in my head all day. I may have to look into getting American Idiot sometime, but I think I'm going to stick with Foreigner.
In choir, we were missing three basses, basically leaving me as the only one in the section. instead of backing out like most would, I sang up. I had already warmed up my vocal chords in band, so everything was turning out well for me. After the rather easy sight reading in our hymnal and suffering through Dit Xit Maria and Alexander's Ragtime Band, it was time to go to the risers where I would really shine. During the climax of "We Shall Walk Through the Valley In Peace", Mr. Fowler yelled out "Good job baritones!", which basically meant "Good job Cody!" That was a real morale booster for me.

Personal Life:
Today was so eventful, I'm going to have to split this into sections.
Before school: I wake up, 7:02. I rush to get my shower and we leave the house at about 7:15. The windows were iced over, but we had to go, or else I would be late. Mom finally got a good chunk of ice off the windshield and we left. We see a charter bus pass on our way. Me, apparently still half asleep, text Rachel asking if it was them...no reply. The clock said 7:46, but I didn't care, I needed that biscuit, so we pulled into Jacks, and I scarfed it down before we pulled up to the school.
I make it to Mrs. Beauchamps class just before Channel One ended, and Tyler recounted Jarred's experience of watching 2 girls 1 cup the previous day. Lulz ensued. She gave us a little monolouge about yesterday's story, and we went on to read the next story whose name escapes me at the moment. We listen to it on CD. Boring, slow story teller as usual. We didn't even finish it before the bell rang.
Ah, Mrs. Philips, test day. After quckly reviewing our homework, it was time for the test. Not nearly as bad as I expected, but I'm still unsure if I did everything as I was supposed to. After my test, she showed me the grade to two of the previous test I had taken. 84 and 86! Things are looking up for the second semester!
At break, I check my phone and see a message from Rachel stating that they had not taken a charter bus. I realize that only about 6 people went and facepalm at how much of an idiot I am.
Band and Choir: See music.
We start off our new chapter in history with a worksheet as usual. Right near the end of class, I let out one of the loudest burps I've ever had. Coach Sawyer looked me right in the eyes and said, "Don't ever do that again!" Apparently he thought I had done it on purpose. The power in his voice silenced the room for about 5 seconds, an oddity considering the craziness of the room at the time. I told him I was sorry, and made my embarassment apparent. It wasn't the burp that embarassed me, it was getting called out that. Brittney noticed my embarassment and said in possibly the most caring voice I've heard in months, "Don't let him embarass you like that. Everyone burps and no one should be ashamed of it." It made me feel a lot better, especially since it came from someone I hardly ever talk to.
Chemisty brings easy math, thank goodness. Near the end of class, after most of us had finished our work, we talked, as any teacher should expect from teenagers, but something today caused Mr. Anthony to snap. "I'm tired of all this siliness. OPEN YOUR BOOKS!" I've never heard him so angry before. He cooled down very quickly though. He actually seemed a little embarassed after his outburst. He just gave us his enlightened speech about having a sense of urgency, and we went back to talking, just as before.
Speech today in Creative Writing! After much provoking from Mrs. Blackburn, I decided to do optical illusions. Peculiar as they are, they didn't seem entirely appropriate for a demonstrational speech. Nevertheless, I went for it, and it turned out great. A short opening, drawing them on the board with Tre' randomly yelling out, "I see it!" or cooly saying, "I...don't see it.", and a short closing, and it was over. I passed the book that I found my examples in around while Mrs. Trice attempted to draw the 2 faces, 1 vase thing.
Annnnnd. That was it, school was over. A calm ride home talking to Will and listening to The Beatles, and I'm home in no time. When I get home, I realize mom isn't home yet, giving me a little time to myself, before I have to inevitably explain every explict detail of my day. She gets home and has brought home Hardee's, and they actually got the order right for once. I stay on the computer for a while, go to rearrange my CDs, attempt my speed run, and well, here I am now.

Pretty good day in my opinion.