just like any other day.

i have recently come to the realisation that i lead a very boring life.
well, at least i think so. i woke up late today because i stayed up late to watch the amazing shaun white win gold. if you don't know who i'm talking about, he is to snowboarding and those action-oriented, X-game type sports what michael jordan is to basketball. he has style, grace, and he is quite brave. he can launch twenty feet into the air, do two flips and three rotations at once, and land it perfectly--and he makes it look like he's eating granola. i mean he makes it look so natural and effortless. last night was breathtaking to watch. i snowboard, so i am a bit of a fangirl but i also have a bit of understanding about the sport.
so i woke up late, put on some mascara, and walked to school. school was pretty easy. except by my second period i felt a bit of scratchiness in my throat.
now, let me paint the picture for you a bit. viruses and other random ailments stick to me like flypaper. i suffered a bout of pneumonia in october that seriously made me so sick i could not walk for a week. i contracted scarlet fever in eighth grade, which is essentially strep throat with a giant appetite. if it gets into your blood and then into your heart, it can kill you. luckily, my mother works in private health care and so she can consult all sorts of specialists and pediatricians to take care of me. i have been blessed that way. but i'm still sick now.
i was walking to my locker with a friend, right when lunch began. some of our friends walked by and essentially told him he needed a girl. my first thought was, no, girls need him. because my friend is a sweet, patient fellow who would make any girl deliriously happy. if that girl was good enough to deserve him. so i told him this.
i think there is a weird and stupid expectation our society has of people--like, if you don't have a girlfriend or boyfriend or spouse, there is something somehow wrong with you. and i have never understood that. luckily, the heinous commercialist blitz of valentine's day is now over--so it's not at the forefront of my mind anymore. i happen to think that single people have the glorious advantage of time. not to mention i'm in high school, where most relationships are absurdly superficial. the charm and failure of young love is its inherent naivete, its innocence.
and then i came home at noon--i have a strange schedule which enables me to be done each day when lunch gets out--made some tea, and checked the huffington post, because i like them. this led me to reading rather an interesting interview with rob pattinson. whatever you think of twilight, he is a genuinely interesting, intellectual guy. i think we are very much the same in the sense that i fidget like a hummingbird, and if you watch pattinson in an interview, he always fidgets. tugging on his hair, biting his lip, rubbing his jaw. i'm like that except i'm not as pretty as he is...
so now i'm sitting here, coughing, trying not to think about the group essay outline i have to start aimconferencing on soon.