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I woke up feeling ill that morning, just as I had the previous week. I felt I had something to do at school that day, a mission. So I rose out of bed, got dressed, cleaned myself up and left for school with my little brother.
I was feeling very lightheaded my first class period, maybe that's how a drunk person feels. I endured my violent stomach pains through my second class period.
In my third class period, I went downstairs to a museum. My teacher, Ms. Kadry ,told us that there would be donors coming downstairs to watch our class. Most of the donors were women in their seventies or older.
So I had already met some donors last month or so when they came to our class during 3rd period.
and my teacher was happy that I talked to them so well (with skills that I learned from Girlschase, of course)
I had questioned if it would be moral to get a scholarship from them, but I convinced myself it was the right thing.
At the museum, I talked to a young college student(there are old college students too). I deep dived her on her major, and why she chose it.
My teacher suddenly interrupted our conversation and told me
"you need to get back to work Matthew"
We had an assignment to review the pieces at the College for Creative Studies Alumni Show/museum
I left the college student and started my review on the picture of Pope
Benidict XVI by Natilalie Estep. I jotted down any vital information from the piece, took a picture of it, and wandered around a little more.
I ran into an old lady, we started to talk about art and the gallery. I asked what her major and I forget now what it is because I had to talk to a lot of people. I complimented her necklace and she asked if I knew what it was. I guessed it was a pentagram, then I finally got it right when I said it was a Star of David.
I then told Beatrice , the old lady goodbye as I went to explore the Alumni show some more.
I ran into another old lady ,and I complimented her pin she was wearing. we talked for a little ,and she said she used to be a speech teacher for elementary school. she tried to talk to me about "Japanese anime" and how it was "so inspirational". I could tell that she was getting somewhere, but I still wasn't feeling that well. I told Irene goodbye, and went to talk to my teacher.
After helping some girls review an art piece I told my teacher that I wasn't feeling well, and the only reason I was here was to go to the field trip. She's a demanding girl and can be kind of a bitch sometimes, so she asked if I could stay and finish my work . I said no, and that I would email it to her.
I left for the office, my mission was complete. I asked the lady in the office to call my mom, but she said my mom was already there, in a meeting. I waited for her to finish talking to the dean of the school, and we went to the college café, to get something to eat, I thought that eating would help my stomach.
I'll skip the rest of the disgusting parts after I ate a tiny bit of the sandwich. But after that I felt a little better.
I was sick, so I felt super unsexy. I saw some smoking hot college girls leaving the college café, but I didn't talk to them because I was sick. So for a little while, I went outside and got some air with my mom.
I went back inside, because it was almost time for my little brother to come out.
When I went back inside I saw the college girl from the
museum. We talked some more, this time about family.
I didn't get her number or anything, because of how unsexy I felt, and there was an old security guard nearby, I just made a really bad and stupid decision there.
however this is not the end of story
When I went home I talked to my mom
she said that she was introduced to Beatrice by my college councilor Ms. Burris.
She said that they talked about me and things.
so my mom tells me this old lady is rich.
and that I could get a scholarship from her.
Well I'll be looking out for that.
thanks to girlschase for helping me develop conversational skills, and hopefully, I'll develop some more.
I was feeling very lightheaded my first class period, maybe that's how a drunk person feels. I endured my violent stomach pains through my second class period.
In my third class period, I went downstairs to a museum. My teacher, Ms. Kadry ,told us that there would be donors coming downstairs to watch our class. Most of the donors were women in their seventies or older.
So I had already met some donors last month or so when they came to our class during 3rd period.
and my teacher was happy that I talked to them so well (with skills that I learned from Girlschase, of course)
I had questioned if it would be moral to get a scholarship from them, but I convinced myself it was the right thing.
At the museum, I talked to a young college student(there are old college students too). I deep dived her on her major, and why she chose it.
My teacher suddenly interrupted our conversation and told me
"you need to get back to work Matthew"
We had an assignment to review the pieces at the College for Creative Studies Alumni Show/museum
I left the college student and started my review on the picture of Pope
Benidict XVI by Natilalie Estep. I jotted down any vital information from the piece, took a picture of it, and wandered around a little more.
I ran into an old lady, we started to talk about art and the gallery. I asked what her major and I forget now what it is because I had to talk to a lot of people. I complimented her necklace and she asked if I knew what it was. I guessed it was a pentagram, then I finally got it right when I said it was a Star of David.
I then told Beatrice , the old lady goodbye as I went to explore the Alumni show some more.
I ran into another old lady ,and I complimented her pin she was wearing. we talked for a little ,and she said she used to be a speech teacher for elementary school. she tried to talk to me about "Japanese anime" and how it was "so inspirational". I could tell that she was getting somewhere, but I still wasn't feeling that well. I told Irene goodbye, and went to talk to my teacher.
After helping some girls review an art piece I told my teacher that I wasn't feeling well, and the only reason I was here was to go to the field trip. She's a demanding girl and can be kind of a bitch sometimes, so she asked if I could stay and finish my work . I said no, and that I would email it to her.
I left for the office, my mission was complete. I asked the lady in the office to call my mom, but she said my mom was already there, in a meeting. I waited for her to finish talking to the dean of the school, and we went to the college café, to get something to eat, I thought that eating would help my stomach.
I'll skip the rest of the disgusting parts after I ate a tiny bit of the sandwich. But after that I felt a little better.
I was sick, so I felt super unsexy. I saw some smoking hot college girls leaving the college café, but I didn't talk to them because I was sick. So for a little while, I went outside and got some air with my mom.
I went back inside, because it was almost time for my little brother to come out.
When I went back inside I saw the college girl from the
museum. We talked some more, this time about family.
I didn't get her number or anything, because of how unsexy I felt, and there was an old security guard nearby, I just made a really bad and stupid decision there.
however this is not the end of story
When I went home I talked to my mom
she said that she was introduced to Beatrice by my college councilor Ms. Burris.
She said that they talked about me and things.
so my mom tells me this old lady is rich.
and that I could get a scholarship from her.
Well I'll be looking out for that.
thanks to girlschase for helping me develop conversational skills, and hopefully, I'll develop some more.
