The day began with my alarm blaring 80's music. So I sat up, tried to figure out where I was, and then punched my alarm clock until I hit the snooze button. 6:30 is not an ideal time for wake up, but today was different because I wanted to get some last minute cramming in for my Math test (who was I kidding?). So BOOM! The Larry and Willy show comes blaring from my alarm clock at 6:40, and I hit the snooze again. When would I study for my math? I didn't know. Needless to say, I didn't get up until ten after seven (thats four snooze buttons later). I got up, and looked over the notes for my book report which was due today. Skimming over the introduction, I ran downstairs where my mom had my smoothie sitting out for me.

"Ten little Indians, by Agatha Christie, is an intriguing and suspenseful mystery novel..." I said for memory as I stashed yogurt into my lunch kit. What was I forgetting? Something important...pickles! No...I didn't have pickles. Oh yes, brownies, which I was going to trade for pickles.
I finished getting ready and ran to my truck. "What is accounts payable?" I asked myself. "Accounts payable is money owed by a business." I answered.
So I get to school and HOLAH! I start off the day with my math test (which I think I aced, by the way). Then, five minutes before lunch I stood up and gave my book report. The entire thing clocked in at 2 minutes and 46 seconds. Bingo! I got 95 percent on that baby.
Got to the end of the day with relative ease, when a teacher for one of my classes says "I'm going to see The Passion of The Christ on Saturday."
So I says, "I'm by myself on Saturday...hint hint."
"Do you want to come?"
Thinking of my obvious chance to rub this into RT's face I nearly yelled "YES!".
"I told you yesterday there were no tickets left!" My brother said two hours later, as he showed me the mock up for his new cd.
"Did you even check?" I asked. "Are you recording this on Friday?"
"Yeah. Look, the theater is reserved. It wouldn't be any good to check. I can't bring you...neither can your teacher. Is my hair alright on this cover?"

I got home that day a little bummed. So, my dad, brother, and teacher are going to see this movie before the end of the week? Crap!
"You're brother phoned" said my mom as I perused RT. "He said the reason you couldn't go to the show was because the tickets were sold out."
"Really, mom?" I says politely as I looked in perplexity at the growing mafia game.
"But he said Jen might not be going, so I told him if she didn't go to call and ask if you still wanted to."
"There is still hope" I heard Arwen's voice echoing in my subconscience.

The rest of the day was of no consequential value.