School Rant of 2009

I feel like everything is falling apart. It used to be easy to be a straight A student. Little effort was required and I was rarely stressed. But now, with the coming of high school, it's so different. Every little thing sets me off, stressing again. With the same classes everyday, there's no release, no break from class. No chance to procrastinate. We have to do everything on time, well, correctly, perfectly if we want to graduate. We have to be good at everything. There are so many tests each week, so much homework, there's little time for relaxation, little time to breathe. It's making me unravel bit by bit, and by the end of they year, possibly by the end of the semester, I'm going to be empty and completely unraveled. I can't take this really. Too much that's too hard at the same time. I need a break. But even with Thanksgiving break, it's not a break because I'm going to be traveling. With the band.

And since I was sick, I'm now playing catch-up, with teachers wanting everything to be done by the end of the quarter. Which is in two days, mind you. So, a movie watched, an essay (Spanish, mind you) test took, an FST test took (taken??), Chemistry quiz taken (definitely taken), and Euro notes copied and understood. Possible, not really. Expected, but of course! I'm in high school. It's only normal for the impossible to be expected.

that that? no! the NEW that!

okay. i still don't really know what that was all about. all the "thats" were incredibly confusing. and is there a new that? i'm ver confused. i know the facebook that, and the old that. . . anyway. traumatizing much.
so. i'm theoretically studying spanish right now. but I'm really making a friendship bracelet/posting. so we'll see how i do on the quiz.

rawr. times 6,000,000,000,000.

i greatly dislike being sick. especially when it means i may not be able to go to Sanibel.

why are irritating, stupid, obnoxious, immature people created? and no, andy, i'm not being a superhero right now. i'm doing physics questions.
life really sucks. at the moment.

homework.
rawr.

sigh

I am better now. I no longer feel violent towards her. Though I'm still rather pissed. Very pissed, might I add.
And I love Prince Caspian music!! it was my savior... sorta. Okay. that sounds really lame. so i'm just going to end this right here and now.

FREAKIN PISSED

she gave me a freakin 75% on my collage when I spent four hours on it one saturday. i spent so much time on it. i'm sure she hates me. i know it.
i have officially written her funeral march, though it's too epic for the beetle on the face of humanity. so i must change it.
NOT. HAPPY.

And who shall die tonight...? >.>

So I’m killing Gayle Wentworth, Sam Jones, Andrew Wicker, Balak Hussein, Azizah Hussein, Yasser Hussein, and Joseph Kitagawa. It’s a sad day in EconWorld. *tear*
JK. I’m just completing my Econ assignment. lol.
Anyway, 9th grade is getting better, marginally. I’m not floundering in Physics, which is nice, but ELA and Econ have hit an all-time low. I HATE THEM!
Gah.
Good day! Just wanted to say I posted!

FRee... *sigh*

Well, as Maggie said, the first two days are DONE! And boy were they irritating. I seriously went from seeing 0 people to 1200 in a matter of minutes. I was shell-shocked for the rest of the day, and in a seriously foul mood.
And to add to that, I now get up a half hour earlier than usual so I can run with my dog in the morning. *sigh*
I, already and again, hate 'A' Days with a passion because the surplus of stoopie classes such as band and e-physics and ELA. 'B' Days are looking up, though, what with Government and Spanish and Adv. Algebra. Health is a downer. As much as a downer as Econ is looking like an upper.
Anyway. We have the whole year ahead of us. Pray to Lafae for getting us through this year. And fear Natazi so he doesn't kill us. Though that might be a welcome relief...
Nah.

P.S.
Venting about school! Haven't used that tag in a while!

SCHOOL FIPSAF

Though I was semi-excited for Get Connected Day, I have now begun to dread the beginning. Though I have several people on my team, and I'm pretty sure (though I don't know about ER cause she won't tell me the specifics...) I have at least one person in 95% of my classes. That was a guesstimation, but I'm actually somewhat happy. Weird, huh?
I feel Becca's pain, though. I've been through that. Elementary, 6th, and 8th. But you'll meet new people. Hopefully. I sorta did. Not in 8th, but. . .
Anyway, I am leaving for Maine on Saturday to drop my sister and brother off at their colleges. Cept my brother's visiting his girlfriend, so we actually won't be dropping him off at college. Just the airport.
And I found out that I'm going to be going to Maine three times in nine months. I don't know if I should be excited or not yet. . .

owowowowowow

owowowowowowowow... my knees hurt so bad. And yes, I know. It seems like I'm always hurt. But now that soccer is over (cause we LOST!!! 5-1!! GAH!!) I will, hopefully, be fine for a while. Anyway, while in goal, I ran into several people and fell to the ground several times resulting in two swollen/bruised knees I can hardly walk on, a bruised arm, a headache that lasted several hours, and scraped/bruised elbows. So, I'm in a PERFECT mood. Really. I am. God. I am SO not.
But, enough complaining. I have become hooked on the Midnighter series. Ok. Not hooked. But I enjoy them.
Also, while at my trumpet lesson yesterday, my teacher said, "You should really stop dating Conner. He's a bad kid." OK. Whoa there. I DO NOT date Conner. He's been joking about this for a while now saying that his two kids that go to the same school and are in the same grade should get together. He's been encouraging me. And he says Conner has a crush on me. Oh geez. That's annoying. He doesn't and I know it. And he also says Conner gets really pissed when he brings me and him (NOT LIKELY) up and says "We're just friends!!" Thank God he's on my side.
Anyway, that's all. Good Day!!

So...

So I found this new band I really like. They're The Ting Tings, and they're British. This is a link (here) to their best song "Shut Up and Let Me Go." It's kinda weird, but I like it.
Anyway, today was the fourth day of Critter Camp. We went to the Equine Center and Small Animal Hospital. It was pretty interesting. We got to see a lot of high-tech medical equipment, I think it would be very interesting to work in an emergency clinic.
We also hung around the Humane Society playing with rats and a few kittens. And, I have found that if I were to adopt a two-year-old cat who lives to be ten, I'd spend $2500 about. That's a lot. A large freaking amount. *sigh* Life is so harsh.
Other days this week we've gone to the Raptor Center and have gone behind the scenes of Underwater World with this annoying nasally speaker named Jesse who is from ND. She is really annoying, and I'm sure she's a really good person, but just not a good speaker.
But today was rough, after camp, at least. My soccer team played this really good team, white jerseys, where over half were on traveling. They were REALLY aggressive. A total of four, half of the people there, got hurt. We had no subs and it was reaching 80 degrees. Near the beginning, a midfielder by the name of Ella got winded when a ball hit her in the stomach. Then, I was kicked in the right knee and left foot simultaneously, resulting in my hardly being able to walk, nonetheless run. Then our other goalie, Aryn, sprained her ankle saving a goal. And the last one, Annie, got elbowed in the face and began to bleed. Sheesh. And we lost, only, 4-0. Not TOO bad, but not great either.
So, anyway, I feel rather crappy. And, Maggie, I know. I got hurt. Again. Please don't say anything. I feel like s**t, so yea.
Oh! ER cut her hair! I'm sure most of you guys know, but I just found that out tonight.
And "oh!" again! Another really good song by The Ting Tings is "That's Not My Name." (Here). It gets a little weird at the beginning and at the end, but oh well. I like the chorus a lot. Good Day!
P.S.
Whoa! She posted AGAIN!!
P.P.S.
Sorry for the long post, folks. Again. Seems that without school, I have a lot more time on my hands.
P.P.P.S.
MY SISTER IS GOING UP NORTH WITH AN OLD TEACHER OF HERS!!! AHHHH!!!

50th POST HAS ARRIVED!!!

Well, everyone, the 50th post. It has finally here after it's brethren practically went extinct, lying dormant for the school year's pressure to be gone.
And speaking of school (gag), I got my report card today!! Yes, after a brutal two hour soccer practice, I come home to find my report card sitting on the table. Just sitting there. It almost seemed as if it was taunting me. The last part of school left. With this thing opened, I would FINALLY be free from the torturous grasp of eighth grade. So, with a brave frame of mind, somewhat, I stepped forward to open it. Well, after ten minutes of struggling, it was bent and somewhat crumpled, but not open. Why do they do this to us? Our grades, our FINAL grades, are given to us, but we must pass yet another test to be able to get to them! What kind of CRUEL, TWISTED, MALICIOUS mind came up with this?
So then, my mom walks over and says, “Your report card!” Then she grabs it away, fiddles with it for a bit, and, voila, it’s open. I stare at her, completely dumbfounded. It was exactly like that AT moment with the un-unlockable door. We, great minds though we were, had many issues with that lock and key. Then some random person walks by and opens it. Just like that. I felt stupid then, and I feel stupid now.
Anywho, I did pretty well. 11.875 GPA. An A- in geometry (which i’m REALLY happy about cause I thought I had failed my final... which reminds me, we STILL haven’t gotten the grades for those back yet. Sigh. He takes forever.) and comments such as “A good young woman” and “Good participation” and “Nice work” and, the best one of all, “Good citizen” from none other then the famous Mrs. B. Yes, good times, good times.
But that’s pretty much it. I fell a few times during practice, and no, Maggie, I did NOT get hurt, and kicked a lot of balls. So summer’s pretty good so far... Good day!!!
(Whoa. Long post today. Sorry, folks!)

FLYING!!

Well, do I feel ecstatic/bad. So, last soccer game, it turns out the offense players on my team were kicking the ball so hard it freakin broke the other team's goalie's finger. Sheesh. We kick too hard for our own good.
But other then that, life is... BRILLIANT!!! who KNEW you could enjoy life THIS MUCH!! It seems that I had forgotten what true freedom actually felt like during the school year. It was all a hopeless fantasy, it seemed. But now... God. I can't even begin to describe it. Lemme just say that how I felt (how slap-happy I was) on Friday does not even BEGIN to compare to how I feel now. It seems as if... Ok, a little cliche, but it seems as if I could FLY!!! W00T!!
Ok. No more cliche-ness coming your way for the rest of your post. I promise. But honestly, I was reading in my tree yesterday, and I really wanted to see if, when I jumped out, I could fly! crazy, I know. But I won't go into further detail. I have a promise to keep.
Anyway, when I was reading in the tree, about twenty people passed me, but no one ever noticed me. Have you ever realized how little our society actually notices things? Hardly anyone ever looks into the sky or pauses to watch a but fly. They're too self-absorbed to care. They are only focused on their ipod/cell phone/girl(boy)friend. Gah. Despicable, I tell. Completely and utterly despicable.
But I'll stop with the lectures. At least it wasn't that cliche, if at all. I kept my promise!! sorta...
Well, that's the bulk of my discoveries so far in my summer adventures! Good Day!

Well. . .

Well. . . I dunno why I'm posting. Perhaps it's to celebrate that the brain-frying written MCAs are over. Maybe it's because I'm procrastinating. (what a surprise) But it's most likely because. . . well. . . I don't really know. Boy, whoever's reading this is most likely asleep on their keyboard. I'd give my sincerest apologies if I felt like it, but since I really don't, let's move on.
Today was boring. Two hours of brain-deadedness... I hate MCAs. And having it be in Mrs. K's stuffy/hot classroom made it oh so much better. Then band. Whoopdeedoo. Geometry was ok. The test wasn't that bad. (I know. Two math tests on one day. How stupid is that? *sigh*) LA (Long Annoying Class) was long and annoying, hence the title, even though a third of it was non-existant. Anywho (i can't believe I just used that phrase. It's something my grandma says... Anyway...)
Spanish was tolerable. We played a game, read from a book. Ho hum. Test in two classes. Boring.
But that's it. Sorry if I killed you with the lack of brain activity. Honestly, i don't know why anyone reads this. Good day. (or is it?)

*shrugs*

so, I had an interesting day. i got to school at the usual time, listening to my ipod. seemed it was to be a boring day. as usual.
i got to Creative Writing at 8:43, or thereabouts, as usual, and I sat down, readying myself for another enlightening conversation on something i've been taught since fourth grade. then, we were sent down the path of creativity to come up with a relatively good twisted-fairytale. Sadly, we had to sprint down the path of creativity. there was no time for lollygagging. thankfully, i finished with five minutes to spare, and, being the person I am, I asked my wonderful LRT teacher if we had any homework. she told me we were going to get so much homework we were going to be up all night. i did not reply until she said something that shocked me, and anyone in earshot.
she said this. "You know, it'd be kind of funny to see you cry." I gaped, as did Emily, Tyler, and Mary. She laughed and said, "JK!" I made noises of distress as she attempted to "soothe" me by saying that there wasn't going to be any homework. I believe i've been emotionally scarred for the rest of my time on this wonderful planet.
then, off to social studies with the frightening dictator. it passed uneventfully. we watched the historically-inaccurate and the overly-dramatic 13 Days and played with chunks of gray sculpy clay that Will had brought. we also played BS, much to the annoyance of our classmates.
then, the dreaded LRT with the dreaded teacher, and, we soon found out, with the dreaded tech support. good lord. it was absolute torture. we began working on our Wikis and, being the dreaded teacher she is, Ms. JG stood right behind me, reading over my shoulder, because she knows i hate it when teachers are right behind me.
then science. that was fine. we watched four brain pops, only two of which related to science. the other two were about communism and steroids. the steroid one was hilarious. it said that if men use steroids improperly, they develop boobs and women will get something disrupted. (i would say, but will and jack read this too, as kwano reminded me.) god. now that was funny.
but that's pretty much it. good day!

ughhhh...

i feel so damn lousy. god. my head pounds whenever i move, i can't breath through my mouth, my throat kills, and i hardly slept. ughhhhhhhhhh... thankfully, tomorrow is AT, if, at least, I go to school, and there are no promises I will.

Summer *sigh*

I, seemingly like everyone else in this cruel school system, am out of my frickin mind. You'll find me

here:

here

and here

Anywho, see you once we a) get a snow day or b) it's finally summer. Out of my mind, be back in five months!

GAH!! COLD!!

OK, having just arrived from FL last night, I'm quite disorientated... where there was sand, there's snow. where there were palm trees, there are leafless maples, oaks, etc. were there was heat (mostly), there is cold...
anyway, here is the basis of my trip, though some is quite annoying... take the morning of our departure... the moment to the clock ticked 4:30 AM on Sunday, I was out of bed, preparing for our 7:00 flight... we took a taxi to the airport, sat around, yadda yadda...
a few hours later, we arrived in Fort Myers, FL, and drove the 45 min to Sanibel where the family (holt house) beach house is located... and, after not eating for 11 hours, I was quite hungry... sadly, there was nothing in the house foodwise besides some Spaghettios and salt... we went to the grocery store, got food, came back, ate, read, ate some more, and went to bed...
Monday: New Years... *sigh* OK. every New Years, we make appetizers, and one of the appetizers was olive based... and the olives have to be in small pieces along with various other things... well, the olives still had pits in them and, because of the total incompetence for machines in the house, my brother and I had to pit them by hand... then, we had no cuisanart. only a blender. we ended up chopping EVERYTHING by hand... then, the rest of the night passed uneventfully... we watched the ball drop and played games... but get this: I have an hour less of 2007 and an hour more of 2008 because of the time change!!
Tuesday: Cold and rainy... didn't do anything
Wednesday: found many octipus on the beach.. all alive... that's it...
Thursday: MINI GOLF!!
Friday: last full day... and it was really cool because there was an entire rainbow above the beach... as in you could see the beginning and end of it!!
Saturday: cleaning, packing, yadda yadda... left around 3:00 for the 5:30 flight... got home 9ish...
and here i am... probably the longest post ever in the history of long posts by e2... and tomorrow there is school... im sad...

*gasp!*

well, it's occured. Once and for all. I have glasses. *sigh* I have been sent into perpetual nerdom. Glasses, AT, braces, all availble enriched courses... *exasperated sigh* God... I'm sad now... hmph...