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I love Datarock. And driving my dad's car on Wednesdays.

Today was actually really interesting and good. I was asleep before 10 last night, and I woke up easily at 6:30. I heard it would be seventy today (which made me mad), so I wore sandals to school for the first time in a long time (oops, no orthotics).

I did kind of fail a quiz in calc, but I don't really care, and it sounded like everyone else failed, too.

Then, I saw my English teacher during Extra Help and showed her my new and very improved outline (about 9 pages long). She was "very pleased" and thought I was off to a good start. So that was good; I feel way more relieved about the paper. I told her I'd procrastinated the first outline and realized how terrible it was. "Oh no," she insisted, "That's okay."I love her grudging formality.

After that, I decided to donate blood (save a life AND miss class--how could you turn that down?). So John and I hung out in the gym and got recruited to be temporary Red Cross Club members, which involved sitting at the check-in table and giving people forms to fill out. The gym was full of doughnuts, croissants, and a bunch of other little snack packages. Even though the idea was to raise your blood sugar and restore your body afterward, this little carb feast seemed like an incentive/reward.

They pulled me into this little blue cubicle and began to "interview" me. The lady asked me where I'd been, since I'd indicated that I'd been outside of the country (not USA and Canada). I told her I'd gone to Tijuana, and apparently that was fine. I was also "the only girl today with good iron." That she'd interviewed, at least.

The lady who drew my blood was named America and was really nice; it didn't really hurt. I'm pretty used to getting my blood drawn at this point. I think they took a pint total. They definitely didn't have to worry about me being relaxed because John was standing next to me the whole time, and we were just laughing about how it was like he was visiting me in the hospital (not that that should be funny). Before I started, one of my classmates almost fainted and was lying on the floor, as the dudes in charge moved her legs back and forth to get the bloodflow going. That was a little unnerving.

Then I went and ate a banana and an orange, and John and I went and lied down on the field. It was warm and eventually got hot (plus the soccer players were about to impale us with the ball), so we left and just hung out in Main.

I am in photography, and my teacher just asked "the female students a favor," which sounds creepy, but it was a joke. He needed a girl to do a voiceover for a 30-second ad for Harker summer camp that will air in movie theaters over spring break, so I volunteered, thinking it would just be funny to be able to say I'd done that, let alone have my voiceover in theaters.

I'll finish this post later, since that's been my day up til now. I'll see what the rest of this interesting day brings!