Hm. So today was orientation at my school. Of course, school doesn't start for another 2 weeks, but you have to deal with the administration today. My boyfriend asked me to pick up his stuff for him as he was flying to California for some national youth leadership thing on technology. I knew the teacher who was doing schedules (she did the pageant I was in for the school in January) and she was cool about me picking up his schedule. I go to get lockers, and Luda's doing those assignments and he knows Scott, so he didn't mind a bit either. I get to the textbooks in the library and the helpers find all nine books for both schedules no sweat. I go up to the check out counter, and there's the evil lady from guidance/bookkeeping who hates me, mainly because I'm white. She checks my books after I dig through my purse to find my id, because the sign on the door said you only needed a student number. I ask her to check out Scott's books too, and you'd have thought I wanted to set a fire in the trashcan or something. She said, "I
can't do that. We aren't allowed to check out books unless you have a photo id." I told her he was in California, and he'd asked me to get it, and she could confirm it by phone if she wanted to. Well, she still won't do it, even after I tell her she can put them on my card, and I'll be responsible for them, AND the test coordinator, who taught both of us sophomore year offers to vouch for both of us. Finally, I said, "I have a note from him, will that do?" So finally, she checks in his books except for one because the barcode's coming off. I had to go get another one while she moved on to someone else, and then when I come back she acts like I'm wasting her time just by breathing. Plus, she tells me not to go into his locker, but to put all the books in mine. Grr. Stupid paraprofessionals getting all high and mighty, I just hate that. One of the teachers that I think is teaching my AP euro history class was standing there, she'd heard it all, I asked her what I should do about a locker since they're being torn out and replaced. She said, "If you're done, I would put them in your car and get the heck outta dodge." Which is more or less what I did, after I put the books in my car and went back to get my parking decal.
Anywho, about all the problems and whatnot I've been having with my boyfriend scott: I think they're all mostly resolved. Poor guy, he gets off the plane and an hour later he's having to read my vitriolic post. He said he didn't know that some of that stuff was bugging me, and that he was sorry. I admitted that part of it was my fault, and I said I'd do my best to work on it. So, hopefully we've got it all straight and we won't fight or anything about it all again. I was going to stay at his house last night, but his parents weren't home (they stayed an extra day because the flight from South Africa was overbooked) and his older brother was like, "that's not a good idea." Perhaps the voice of experience speaking, but still it was kind of a bummer. It's kind of ironic, because we do stuff while his parents are home, and then when we're actually planning not to do anything, we're told not to. Go figure!
Good news! I found a recipe for a Greek dish I wanted to make. Happy! :)
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