RECOLLECTION

today is wednesday, january 7th, 2008.
im pretty sure one knows that already.
today was pretty ordinary, but filled with some peculiar events.
i went to school, typical.
at school, i was trailed constantly throughout the day by this orange ski jacket wearing asian boy who could barely utter an ounce of proper english and does not believe in the utility of a razor.
furthermore, he persistently believes him and me are friends and does not appear the bit bothered by my seemingly apparent neglectance of his existence. this would register as peculiar.
in physio, we practiced CPR. it was awkward to say the least. i guess im not used to people, even regular friends to place their hands on my waist and push me. not sure where to classify this one under. strange.
afterschool, i went and got a haircut. i wasn't sure how i preferred my hair but i was certain i was not a fan of the heaviness and the thickness of it. therefore, i asked my barber who, fyi, does not understand english and only operates with mandarin, posingquite a challenge. i told him initially to cut it inch by inch so i could oversee the procedure. however, the first cut set the tone for the rest of the trimming as my hair progressively got shorter and shorter, chunk by chunk.in the end, i came out of it looking like a fobby little kid with a tuft of hair irregularly blocking my right eye's vision. unique
i also turned in my panera application to the manager who gave me a stink eye and the elevator glance. that was a good sign. surprising
i come home and take a long shower. i had lots to think about. common
i sit down for dinner. my mom passes angry stares towards my ambivalent dad who just looks down at his salad. afterward, my mom calls a family meeting. i sit and listen to them "talk" back and forth for two hours. ordinary
my sister invites her boyfriend to our house, yet again. ordinary.
cept this time she makes a phone call to her friend and places herself on our kitchen counter, chatting away for a good half an hour or so as her boyfriend flips thru the channels. i guess he was so bored that he came by to tell me the pear my mom had sliced for me was ready.
i get a fb message from this girl who i dont really communicate with. she has been in my 9th grade spanish class and this year's photo class. she adds me to one of her fb notes about leaving an impact on her life. i was quite unaware of this. i dont know her well. i dont talk to her much. yet she thinks i left a mark in her life? i dont know what to think. i guess i should feel honored.
i found some toesocks in my drawers. they are pretty heretical. im at home. i should be comfortable.
i have christmas presents yet to buy, wrap, and deliver.
i would call this belated.
tomorrow is thursday, january 8th.
its eventful. i know it. even if it tries to not be, i really hope it is.