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!)

I know, I know...

I know, I know... I've already posted today. But two REALLY epic things have occurred!!!
First of all, I watched Mike Rowe wrangle yak calves. It was hiLARious!!! all I remember is "I got the baby! Let's go!" and "Drop it, Mike, drop it! Here comes Mama!!!" Oh. and him laughing as he drives away with the calf in his arms and the mom charging after him... Ahhh... good times, good times.
Secondly/finally, THE TIBETAN FOX IS TOTALLY AWESOME!!! AND FOXY!!! scuse the pun. here's the video. WOO!!!

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=8N47YoK1Y6c

sorry for the randomness... MW HAHAHAHA!!!

sincerely, Aslan the Mighty Roarer Who No One Will Listen To/Phantom/Alien

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!

I'm torn

I'm torn between feeling like i'm in complete bliss and feeling rather sad. It brings truth to the quote "It was the best of times, and the worst of times..." I'm really glad it's summer, but like Kwano over there, I'm going to miss school. The little things. I'll miss some teachers, i'll miss Spanish with ER, silent lunches with Kat and Mary, my locker... I dunno. It seems that I'm so excited for school to be over, that when it's over, it's kinda... so-so. It feels weird having no homework. Last night, when I was in bed, I was trying to remember what my hw for the weekend was. God, did i feel stupid.
But i believe the good outweighs the bad. Yesterday on the hill, I was in complete and utter bliss. Never before has that happened. And it probably won't happen for another thousand years, just like all the other phenomena in this world.
So, happy summer, everyone!!

my resolution

It has hereby been decreed, that after this point in time, e2 shall no longer post until the coming of summer. Once summer has arrived, posts shall hopefully continued. And so mote it be, First Yak. It has been said.

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?)

i'm posting for the hell of it

Well, it's FINALLY FRIDAY!! This week dragged on FOREVER!!! It was filled with A DAYS!!! The DREADED DAYS OF SCHOOL!! They're like the Aydes(?)of March, the school version. Cept they're every week. And no one dies. But you get the point.
Monday was bad. I was SO tired due to jetlag, but i'm good now. Working on a whole bunch of stuff. sigh. i've got like ten tons of homework. there's the wiki for LRT (on hurricanes. god. when in our lives is knowing about hurricanes going to help us. the only scenario I can come up with (because this is all common sense basically) is that some day all of us will simultaneously end on Jepordy(?) and get asked the question "Where on earth are hurricanes called typhoons?" then we'll have all forgotten where, get the answer wrong, and move on with our lives.)
then, there's geometry. i again ask myself how learning about 3D figures is going to help us in real life. and, being the kind person I am, i won't go through the entire "Jepordy Scenario" again.
there's also LA. with Tomorrow When the (frickin) War Began. Yea. bored already. yawn. sigh.
and finally creative writing with the Tribute Essay. I love how, at the beginning of the semester, they told us "We're not going to assign you guys much homework because this is an elective, and we don't want this to be taking up your LA time." Boy. Didn't THEY learn the art of lying well. but i suppose all teachers do.
That's it though. only 39 more days of school!!! W00T!!!