I'm sitting on my bed in the dark, drinking tea, working on my research paper on Anne Tyler, and having a conversation on Facebook with one of my friends and two freshmen. My tea's getting kind of cold and is slightly too sweet, but it's still good, and I'm starting to get kind of sleepy. I'm in the zone for working on my paper though which is probably why I'm actually DOING it instead of slacking off.
Gah.
Wednesday, October 7, 2009
Friday, October 2, 2009
lunch fiascos.
Today started off pretty badly. I still don't understand calculus, despite somehow making a 93 on our latest test (with a 15 point curve). My English test was terrible - I only knew two of the questions out of twelve that we had to choose five from. I made up stuff so maybe I'll get partial credit, but I'm 99.99% sure I got an F on that test. Spanish was just boring.
I wasn't entirely excited about the day in general at this point, but everyone else was excited to go to Subway for off campus lunch. I didn't really want Subway anymore, but figured it'd all be okay. Nadia and I got our lunch passes 40 minutes early and essentially rushed everyone into getting to the car as fast as possible - this probably saved our asses, too. We (literally) all ran down to the parking lot and had a mild crisis over who was riding with whom before zipping out of the parking lot and speeding to the street it was on. Most of us - the ones who didn't know where Subway was - were expecting it to be pretty close, because we'd had a discussion about how far away the two nearest Subways were and which we were going to. It took fifteen minutes of driving down a parkway just to get there. With our 45 minute lunch break, we couldn't really afford to spend thirty minutes driving back and forth. Irritated, we pull into Subway, jump out, and practically run into the place.
And there's a line. A huge line of at least twelve people, one of which is running back and forth from the counter to the parking lot to ask his girlfriend what kind of cheese she wants on her sub. After waiting in line for all of four seconds, we all decide to go tell Katie - who drove herself - that we have to go somewhere else. Nadia and I seriously consider running into the sketchy pub next door before everyone else freaks out and we realize that it's closed. Someone makes decides that we're going to the McDonalds a block away so we jump back in the car to head through the drive thru. After I almost get in a car wreck by making a probably illegal turn, we zip into the drive thru after Katie.
This is where it gets complicated. We've avoided drive thrus because there are so many of us and we're all paying separately. But we don't really have a choice today - we simply don't have a lot of time. Katie takes about five seconds to get her order through, and I'm frantically trying to get everyone's order while Nadia's frantically trying to collect money. The recording about iced lattes plays and I say, "No, thank you," despite knowing that the person ready to take my order hasn't asked me anything yet. Suddenly, Vedanti realizes that she can't really eat anything because she's a vegetarian, and McDonalds is like meat and bread, no matter what you order.
"Um, can I get 4 chicken nugget mighty kids meals?" I ask the guy on the other end once he welcomes us to McDonalds and all that jazz, while the back seat discusses Vedanti's food order. Things are going smoothly so far, so I feel slightly more confident. M.E. and Whitney demand sweet and sour sauce so I ask for some - twice. We're trying to rush so I quickly ask the car what drinks they want as we neglected to discuss that part. After determining that Nadia and I want Dr. Pepper, Whitney wants Sprite, and M.E. wants apple juice, we order those without any issues. Then I venture onto the vegetarian burger, which we've decided Vedanti is getting.
Unsure if the order will translate well, I ask, "Can I also get a cheeseburger mighty kids meal without the meat?"
The guy taking our order punches in a regular hamburger. "Is that all?"
"No, we need a CHEESEburger without the meat."
I've confused him now and I go about trying to explain it without confusing him further. After about two minutes of rewording the order and unintentionally raising my voice as I get more frantic about how much time we have left, my phone starts ringing. I throw it in the backseat, asking someone to answer it and talk to her. M.E. answers it, and I go back to negotiating with the guy. After a few more seconds, Nadia yells, "We need a cheeseburger, hold the meat, everything else on it!"
He FINALLY gets the picture and punches in "1 CHEESEBURGER - NO RG MEAT," and we all sigh with relief. We realize we haven't gotten Vedanti a drink yet, and irritated with how long this has taken, I yell, "We need one more small sprite too!"
For some reason, that translates as a Coke. We argue about this for a while before Nadia yells, "SPRITE."
He's gotten everything and reads everything off as we're sitting there waiting. We're all getting pretty impatient, and Katie's parked to wait for us to get through, probably wondering what the HELL is going on. He's getting to the part where he tells us how much it'll cost, but there are people behind me and I'm annoyed, so I just say loudly, "Okay, thanks, we're pulling up to the window now, bye!"
We pay, but he gives us a dollar back because in all the commotion, we've apparently given him too much money. That or he just doesn't want to have to give us 3 cent change and just takes the 97 cents off the charge. I apologize to him over the loud car, and he smiles like he's laughing at us and says that it's okay, but I'm sure he hates his job more than he already did now. We pull up to the second window to get our food and - THANK GOD - the meals are ready just as we get there. I throw the four kids meals into Nadia's lap and the sack with the burger in it back to Vedanti; the guy working there hands me the drinks in a drink holder thing and I am so eternally grateful for how efficient and ready he was. He closes the window and ready to drive off, I ask everyone if we got everything before realizing we only have four drinks for five people.
"My apple juice!" M.E. exclaims loudly, just as he opens the window again to hand a juice box out. I literally chuck it in the backseat, thank him quickly, and speed away as Katie's backing out of her parking spot. Everything seems to be going good after all. Then M.E. realizes that there isn't any sweet and sour sauce and Vedanti realizes they put meat on their burger after we yelled at the guy for at least five minutes.
At this point, M.E. eats Vedanti's meat patty and Nadia feeds me french fries and holds my drink for me while I speed back to school with just about 20 minutes to spare. We got back to class on time and with cute cheap stuffed toys to show for our adventure. :)
I wasn't entirely excited about the day in general at this point, but everyone else was excited to go to Subway for off campus lunch. I didn't really want Subway anymore, but figured it'd all be okay. Nadia and I got our lunch passes 40 minutes early and essentially rushed everyone into getting to the car as fast as possible - this probably saved our asses, too. We (literally) all ran down to the parking lot and had a mild crisis over who was riding with whom before zipping out of the parking lot and speeding to the street it was on. Most of us - the ones who didn't know where Subway was - were expecting it to be pretty close, because we'd had a discussion about how far away the two nearest Subways were and which we were going to. It took fifteen minutes of driving down a parkway just to get there. With our 45 minute lunch break, we couldn't really afford to spend thirty minutes driving back and forth. Irritated, we pull into Subway, jump out, and practically run into the place.
And there's a line. A huge line of at least twelve people, one of which is running back and forth from the counter to the parking lot to ask his girlfriend what kind of cheese she wants on her sub. After waiting in line for all of four seconds, we all decide to go tell Katie - who drove herself - that we have to go somewhere else. Nadia and I seriously consider running into the sketchy pub next door before everyone else freaks out and we realize that it's closed. Someone makes decides that we're going to the McDonalds a block away so we jump back in the car to head through the drive thru. After I almost get in a car wreck by making a probably illegal turn, we zip into the drive thru after Katie.
This is where it gets complicated. We've avoided drive thrus because there are so many of us and we're all paying separately. But we don't really have a choice today - we simply don't have a lot of time. Katie takes about five seconds to get her order through, and I'm frantically trying to get everyone's order while Nadia's frantically trying to collect money. The recording about iced lattes plays and I say, "No, thank you," despite knowing that the person ready to take my order hasn't asked me anything yet. Suddenly, Vedanti realizes that she can't really eat anything because she's a vegetarian, and McDonalds is like meat and bread, no matter what you order.
"Um, can I get 4 chicken nugget mighty kids meals?" I ask the guy on the other end once he welcomes us to McDonalds and all that jazz, while the back seat discusses Vedanti's food order. Things are going smoothly so far, so I feel slightly more confident. M.E. and Whitney demand sweet and sour sauce so I ask for some - twice. We're trying to rush so I quickly ask the car what drinks they want as we neglected to discuss that part. After determining that Nadia and I want Dr. Pepper, Whitney wants Sprite, and M.E. wants apple juice, we order those without any issues. Then I venture onto the vegetarian burger, which we've decided Vedanti is getting.
Unsure if the order will translate well, I ask, "Can I also get a cheeseburger mighty kids meal without the meat?"
The guy taking our order punches in a regular hamburger. "Is that all?"
"No, we need a CHEESEburger without the meat."
I've confused him now and I go about trying to explain it without confusing him further. After about two minutes of rewording the order and unintentionally raising my voice as I get more frantic about how much time we have left, my phone starts ringing. I throw it in the backseat, asking someone to answer it and talk to her. M.E. answers it, and I go back to negotiating with the guy. After a few more seconds, Nadia yells, "We need a cheeseburger, hold the meat, everything else on it!"
He FINALLY gets the picture and punches in "1 CHEESEBURGER - NO RG MEAT," and we all sigh with relief. We realize we haven't gotten Vedanti a drink yet, and irritated with how long this has taken, I yell, "We need one more small sprite too!"
For some reason, that translates as a Coke. We argue about this for a while before Nadia yells, "SPRITE."
He's gotten everything and reads everything off as we're sitting there waiting. We're all getting pretty impatient, and Katie's parked to wait for us to get through, probably wondering what the HELL is going on. He's getting to the part where he tells us how much it'll cost, but there are people behind me and I'm annoyed, so I just say loudly, "Okay, thanks, we're pulling up to the window now, bye!"
We pay, but he gives us a dollar back because in all the commotion, we've apparently given him too much money. That or he just doesn't want to have to give us 3 cent change and just takes the 97 cents off the charge. I apologize to him over the loud car, and he smiles like he's laughing at us and says that it's okay, but I'm sure he hates his job more than he already did now. We pull up to the second window to get our food and - THANK GOD - the meals are ready just as we get there. I throw the four kids meals into Nadia's lap and the sack with the burger in it back to Vedanti; the guy working there hands me the drinks in a drink holder thing and I am so eternally grateful for how efficient and ready he was. He closes the window and ready to drive off, I ask everyone if we got everything before realizing we only have four drinks for five people.
"My apple juice!" M.E. exclaims loudly, just as he opens the window again to hand a juice box out. I literally chuck it in the backseat, thank him quickly, and speed away as Katie's backing out of her parking spot. Everything seems to be going good after all. Then M.E. realizes that there isn't any sweet and sour sauce and Vedanti realizes they put meat on their burger after we yelled at the guy for at least five minutes.
At this point, M.E. eats Vedanti's meat patty and Nadia feeds me french fries and holds my drink for me while I speed back to school with just about 20 minutes to spare. We got back to class on time and with cute cheap stuffed toys to show for our adventure. :)
Friday, September 18, 2009
sigh.
Liking a Miley Cyrus song is slightly demeaning, even though I don't really care what people think about what I listen to usually. She's the one artist that I'm embarrassed of, and I only like ONE song by her. Sad.
I'm not meant to go to sports games.
Sigh.
I'm not meant to go to sports games.
Sigh.
Sunday, September 13, 2009
sunday.
I really really really don't want to do my homework. Namely English.
Which is kind of odd because it's usually math I really don't want to do.
But I'm having trouble finding sources for Anne Tyler's Dinner at a Homesick Restaurant and Breathing Lessons.
It's officially been 2 hours and I have indeed finished my English. Whoo! Now I just have my math homework, which I've already completed half of.
However, I think I may go eat some salty M&Ms and popcorn kernels or an Oreo funstix before starting in on that. Also, I would like to finish that episode of Psych that I forgot to finish forever ago. :)
Today's been relatively stress freeeeee. I even finished my photo assignment already, at like 10. Which was like within thirty minutes of when I woke up. Yay!
So far it's been a pretty good Sunday, despite not feeling all that great.
Which is kind of odd because it's usually math I really don't want to do.
But I'm having trouble finding sources for Anne Tyler's Dinner at a Homesick Restaurant and Breathing Lessons.
It's officially been 2 hours and I have indeed finished my English. Whoo! Now I just have my math homework, which I've already completed half of.
However, I think I may go eat some salty M&Ms and popcorn kernels or an Oreo funstix before starting in on that. Also, I would like to finish that episode of Psych that I forgot to finish forever ago. :)
Today's been relatively stress freeeeee. I even finished my photo assignment already, at like 10. Which was like within thirty minutes of when I woke up. Yay!
So far it's been a pretty good Sunday, despite not feeling all that great.
Monday, September 7, 2009
Friday, September 4, 2009
why isn't it sunday yet? :)
So I just prepped four books to release "into the wild" for BookCrossing.com, which I'm really quite excited about. It's really not a big deal at ALL, but I was really amused by the whole thing.
Honestly, that's all I had to say.
Haha!
Honestly, that's all I had to say.
Haha!
Wednesday, September 2, 2009
do you remember when?
As weird as it sounds, I really miss China.
I was only there for two weeks, but I really miss the people I met and the places I saw and just the overall atmosphere of the trip. I think this is a result of a) sharing horror airport stories (14 hour flight followed by a lonely 11 hour layover during which I cried three times in public), b) reading my wall-to-wall conversation with one of my best friends from the trip who I really miss, and c) watching the video I made upon returning home. I still find myself talking about it whenever I get the chance, and I view that as the best part of my summer, hands down. I am excited to see my friends again, even if it is a year from now. If that reunion we talked about (haha) doesn't happen, I think I'll actually be pretty upset about it.
Anyway. I didn't really have homework today, although I told myself I would work on my Spanish homework. Actually, I'm gonna start that right now, just in case. I'm also supposed to finish an economics worksheet, but that should be easy, even though supply is more confusing than demand. I just remembered that I have a Spanish quiz tomorrow. Oh well. I'll probably do okay without studying too much, and even if I don't, I've done well on enough that I don't need to worry that much.
I'm lazy today.
And I definitely just got a 57% on one of my Spanish assignments. Whoo for forgetting accents and switching vowels.
I really should take a shower and read or something, but I think I'll probably play The Sims 3 for slightly too long and then end up not getting enough sleep. Like I usually do.
... I am so lame. :D
Listening to: Rainbow Veins by Owl City, Volcano by Jimmy Buffet, Never There by Cake, Maybe, This Time by OK Go, On the Wing by Owl City, Is There No Truth in Beauty? by Just Surrender
I was only there for two weeks, but I really miss the people I met and the places I saw and just the overall atmosphere of the trip. I think this is a result of a) sharing horror airport stories (14 hour flight followed by a lonely 11 hour layover during which I cried three times in public), b) reading my wall-to-wall conversation with one of my best friends from the trip who I really miss, and c) watching the video I made upon returning home. I still find myself talking about it whenever I get the chance, and I view that as the best part of my summer, hands down. I am excited to see my friends again, even if it is a year from now. If that reunion we talked about (haha) doesn't happen, I think I'll actually be pretty upset about it.
Anyway. I didn't really have homework today, although I told myself I would work on my Spanish homework. Actually, I'm gonna start that right now, just in case. I'm also supposed to finish an economics worksheet, but that should be easy, even though supply is more confusing than demand. I just remembered that I have a Spanish quiz tomorrow. Oh well. I'll probably do okay without studying too much, and even if I don't, I've done well on enough that I don't need to worry that much.
I'm lazy today.
And I definitely just got a 57% on one of my Spanish assignments. Whoo for forgetting accents and switching vowels.
I really should take a shower and read or something, but I think I'll probably play The Sims 3 for slightly too long and then end up not getting enough sleep. Like I usually do.
... I am so lame. :D
Listening to: Rainbow Veins by Owl City, Volcano by Jimmy Buffet, Never There by Cake, Maybe, This Time by OK Go, On the Wing by Owl City, Is There No Truth in Beauty? by Just Surrender
Wednesday, August 26, 2009
puppies.
I start making mix CDs for my car and forget in the middle and end up with a ton of playlsits named variations of "car cd" on my iTunes. I have a different mood for each different CD; the two I have right now are really varied, and I've been wanting a mostly-acoustic, easy to sing to, summery kind of CD, despite the fact that it's nearing September. I also want a country mix CD, because I find myself craving Brooks and Dunn and George Strait when I'm driving home from school.
Jimmy Buffett's Songs You Know By Heart is probably one of my favorite CDs because of the memories it brings back.
I'm tired but working on my English homework. I really need to study for my Spanish quiz as well, but I'm taking one thing at a time.
I have so much to do... I really need to just DO stuff, but I would rather do stuff that I WANT to do. My grandfather/the guy that talked at a senior initiation kinda thing essentially said that the easier the classes, the better, because if they're too hard, it just becomes work. Which is not what you want. Ugh.
I wish I liked/cared about learning.
Kenny Chesneyyyy. <3
Jimmy Buffett's Songs You Know By Heart is probably one of my favorite CDs because of the memories it brings back.
I'm tired but working on my English homework. I really need to study for my Spanish quiz as well, but I'm taking one thing at a time.
I have so much to do... I really need to just DO stuff, but I would rather do stuff that I WANT to do. My grandfather/the guy that talked at a senior initiation kinda thing essentially said that the easier the classes, the better, because if they're too hard, it just becomes work. Which is not what you want. Ugh.
I wish I liked/cared about learning.
Kenny Chesneyyyy. <3
Tuesday, August 25, 2009
whining.
I should 100% be studying for the math test that I have tomorrow, but instead, I'm trying to rid my computer of viruses and trojans while ignoring my calculus book sitting open beside me. I'd much rather go to bed than read through a chapter about techniques that I don't remember and don't understand. Getting a virus was a much needed excuse to blow off studying - not that I had much time for it anyway, as I've only been at home for about 3 nonconsecutive hours. I really should just grab my book and start reviewing, but I'm stubborn [haha] and haven't understood any of the material we've "covered" for the past 2 days. Exponential functions and transformations just throw me off, although I had a solid understanding of them last year during precal. I don't know why I've forgotten everything [excluding that three months we had off, of course], but I feel like this is just one of my patterns again; freshman year, I took a math that was too easy for me and easily got 100s on almost everything; sophomore year, I took a math that was too hard for me and barely scraped by with low Bs; rinse and repeat.
I think I beat the virus. Maybe I shouldn't say that. Jinx?
It's okay; I knocked on wood.
I'm sleepy and have decided in the time that it took my computer to restart to at least review the precalculus that I don't understand. Sigh.
I think I beat the virus. Maybe I shouldn't say that. Jinx?
It's okay; I knocked on wood.
I'm sleepy and have decided in the time that it took my computer to restart to at least review the precalculus that I don't understand. Sigh.
Saturday, June 20, 2009
loyalty protecting loyalty.
Now that it's summer, I'm not sure whether blogging daily would be easier or harder.
My step-dad added me on Facebook, which makes me a little nervous. I can't figure out how to do that limited profile crap 'cause I fail and am too lazy to look for very long. Plus, I don't want it to be like "OH HEY I WON'T LET YOU SEE MY PICTURES BECAUSE OBVIOUSLY THERE'S SOMETHING I DON'T WANT YOU TO SEE" so y'know. Anyway, there's not really anything that I think I need to be worried about.
I miss my mom's house, and I really really really want to go boating. I miss lakes and tubing and sunburns and Jimmy Buffet. D:
I love The Nanny. It's so pathetic that I stay up to watch the two episodes on Nick at Night. :]
We went to the zoo today, so that was fun. Prairie dogs are freaking ADORABLE, and I lovelovelove goats, especially baby ones. But jeez, the zoo we went to didn't have elephants or lions or hippos which is SUCKY. But whatevs. The red panda was cute. Lots of walking but still nice. Then we went and had Mexican food but we all ate WAY too much, and now my stomach hurts so whatevs.
I haven't legitimately listened to music in a long time. I've neglected iTunes even more now that I'm not driving my own car [and consequently, not listening to my CDs or iPod in the car.]
Speaking of cars, I miss mine a lot. I'm driving my step-mom's Toyota Sequoia at the moment It's so much heavier and bigger than my Forester, so that kind of sucks. I didn't realize I would miss driving my car so much, but driving other people's cars is annoying because I have to be clean and not take up their space, and I just miss having the freedom to leave shit in my cupholders if I don't wanna deal with it.
Anyway, I should probably go to bed 'cause it's like 1:42 AM [not that 2's that late but whatevs].
My step-dad added me on Facebook, which makes me a little nervous. I can't figure out how to do that limited profile crap 'cause I fail and am too lazy to look for very long. Plus, I don't want it to be like "OH HEY I WON'T LET YOU SEE MY PICTURES BECAUSE OBVIOUSLY THERE'S SOMETHING I DON'T WANT YOU TO SEE" so y'know. Anyway, there's not really anything that I think I need to be worried about.
I miss my mom's house, and I really really really want to go boating. I miss lakes and tubing and sunburns and Jimmy Buffet. D:
I love The Nanny. It's so pathetic that I stay up to watch the two episodes on Nick at Night. :]
We went to the zoo today, so that was fun. Prairie dogs are freaking ADORABLE, and I lovelovelove goats, especially baby ones. But jeez, the zoo we went to didn't have elephants or lions or hippos which is SUCKY. But whatevs. The red panda was cute. Lots of walking but still nice. Then we went and had Mexican food but we all ate WAY too much, and now my stomach hurts so whatevs.
I haven't legitimately listened to music in a long time. I've neglected iTunes even more now that I'm not driving my own car [and consequently, not listening to my CDs or iPod in the car.]
Speaking of cars, I miss mine a lot. I'm driving my step-mom's Toyota Sequoia at the moment It's so much heavier and bigger than my Forester, so that kind of sucks. I didn't realize I would miss driving my car so much, but driving other people's cars is annoying because I have to be clean and not take up their space, and I just miss having the freedom to leave shit in my cupholders if I don't wanna deal with it.
Anyway, I should probably go to bed 'cause it's like 1:42 AM [not that 2's that late but whatevs].
Monday, May 11, 2009
the place that my heart calls home.
I need to pick a classic/notable fiction author for summer reading, but I don't know half the list and their works all look so boring... I've crossed off about half the names on the list, but it really didn't help... I still have Faulkner, Flaubert, McCullers, Hardy, Hurston, Gaines, Ellison, Albee, Tyler, Lawrence, Silko, Atwood, Miller, Forster, Eliot, Cather, James, and Kingston. GAHHH.
Karma is hilarious. :D
Karma is hilarious. :D
Sunday, May 10, 2009
lightning strikes me down; i'm on my knees,
I failed, you guys. But I'm going to combine the weekend [Friday, Saturday, Sunday] into one blog post, because most of the time, I don't have time to write a blog entry on Friday and Saturday. But I did fail on Thursday. Whateverr.
On Friday, I finally took my APUSH exam - it wasn't as hard as I thought it would be, but I'm still a little worried. All I have left is my AP English Language exam, which will be exhausting, but luckily, I can't study for it, so I won't be stressing out until Wednesday morning. :D Anyway, it was super nice, 'cause I only had one class on Friday (which will happen again on Wednesday [huzzah!]) so I basically just hung out with people from 11:30 to 1:50 and then went to precal. Ha. Then we hung out in the hallways/parking lot for a while, and it was freaking HOT. Like 101 degrees. First 100 degree day in a while. :D And thennn I went home, did nothing for a while, got an IM telling me that I had to be dressed nice to go to the club dinner later that day, freaked out because I don't have nice clothes, ran to the store that was holding a few shirts for me that had already been paid for, grabbed one, and then partially got lost on the way to the restaurant - and ended up in a nursing home before finding it.
The dinner was at a Thai place, and I was kinda nervous about that, 'cause I've never really had Thai food other than lemon chicken. I ended up trying something new... It was panang, I think. It was okay, but had kind of a weird taste so I didn't eat very much of it. I wasn't really hungry anyway though and the food was free, so I didn't realllly care. My friends and I pretty much goofed off the entire time and didn't really do much, but then we went bowling, which was a lot of fun minus the almost rearending the guy I was following and then forcing someone to take me half way home 'cause I was lost. :D It was a good night.
Saturday, I helped my parents with the yard sale we were having and went back to that store to pick up the rest of my nice clothes/pick out shoes. And then I took my sister and her friend to Jamba Juice [which was okay... Smoothie King is better though]. Later, my sister and I went to Borders [where I bought HP 6 because I can't freaking find our copy] and then to the movies to see Ghosts of Girlfriends Past. It was okay. Not great, but whatever.
And today, we had a lunch for Mother's Day and now I'm doing my math homework/writing this. :D
Listening to my parents talking upstairs and my fan
Days until the APEL exam: 3
Days until graduation: 383
On Friday, I finally took my APUSH exam - it wasn't as hard as I thought it would be, but I'm still a little worried. All I have left is my AP English Language exam, which will be exhausting, but luckily, I can't study for it, so I won't be stressing out until Wednesday morning. :D Anyway, it was super nice, 'cause I only had one class on Friday (which will happen again on Wednesday [huzzah!]) so I basically just hung out with people from 11:30 to 1:50 and then went to precal. Ha. Then we hung out in the hallways/parking lot for a while, and it was freaking HOT. Like 101 degrees. First 100 degree day in a while. :D And thennn I went home, did nothing for a while, got an IM telling me that I had to be dressed nice to go to the club dinner later that day, freaked out because I don't have nice clothes, ran to the store that was holding a few shirts for me that had already been paid for, grabbed one, and then partially got lost on the way to the restaurant - and ended up in a nursing home before finding it.
The dinner was at a Thai place, and I was kinda nervous about that, 'cause I've never really had Thai food other than lemon chicken. I ended up trying something new... It was panang, I think. It was okay, but had kind of a weird taste so I didn't eat very much of it. I wasn't really hungry anyway though and the food was free, so I didn't realllly care. My friends and I pretty much goofed off the entire time and didn't really do much, but then we went bowling, which was a lot of fun minus the almost rearending the guy I was following and then forcing someone to take me half way home 'cause I was lost. :D It was a good night.
Saturday, I helped my parents with the yard sale we were having and went back to that store to pick up the rest of my nice clothes/pick out shoes. And then I took my sister and her friend to Jamba Juice [which was okay... Smoothie King is better though]. Later, my sister and I went to Borders [where I bought HP 6 because I can't freaking find our copy] and then to the movies to see Ghosts of Girlfriends Past. It was okay. Not great, but whatever.
And today, we had a lunch for Mother's Day and now I'm doing my math homework/writing this. :D
Listening to my parents talking upstairs and my fan
Days until the APEL exam: 3
Days until graduation: 383
Wednesday, May 6, 2009
the chanel no 5 commercial irritates me.
I'm watching House on Hulu instead of studying for my AP exams.
And I really don't have much to say, other than that.
Listening to whatever song is on the Chanel No 5 commercial, House
Days until the APUSH exam: 2
Days until graduation: 387
And I really don't have much to say, other than that.
Listening to whatever song is on the Chanel No 5 commercial, House
Days until the APUSH exam: 2
Days until graduation: 387
Tuesday, May 5, 2009
she whispers something in my ear; the message is unclear.
I can't concentrate on anything. It's unfortunate.
My stomach is upset with me for some reason, and I'm not feeling all that great overall. Mentally and physically.
I had another good/bad day. Although my days are rarely amazing, I hardly ever stay in a bad mood all day. Something good happens or someone cheers me up. Sometimes I go home unhappy, but it's rare that I was like that all day. I had that anatomy test today, which I'm pretty sure I failed because I didn't know any of the short answer. Sure, that's probably my fault, but I'm studying the only way I know how. I read the entire chapter, highlighted, took in depth notes, studied those notes intensely, but it doesn't matter apparently. I was incredibly angry after that test - like angrier than I've been in years, honestly - and I couldn't do anything but just go study for APUSH some more. Just to make myself feel a little better, I tore out all my anatomy notes, threw them in my locker, and then ripped up my genetics notes before sitting down with the Princeton Review. I liked English today though; we talked about the end of the year, and I felt like such a part of the group - which isn't all that unusual, but is always nice nevertheless. Yearbook, photo, and history were okay. I was still unhappy, but I wasn't angry anymore.
But instead of going to assembly today, future AP English Lit kids had a meeting with our future teacher to choose the author for our future research paper [and summer reading]. That stressed me out more than anything. I have absolutely no idea how to choose. I freaked out the entire time, even though I was the 49th person to choose [after switching numbers with four of my friends for a later number]. I asked for more time, but I was incredibly stressed out and anxious about everything again. We went straight to lunch, and while we were waiting in line, my friends started talking about the anatomy test; I was so emotionally unstable that I was literally two seconds away from crying and I was sort of yelling and swearing, but whatever. Once we got to the table, the day got better. I don't even know why, but for some reason, the conversation at lunch cheered me up. And then M.E. started writing all over me in free period and screwing with my computer so I hit her a bunch of times, but she wouldn't stop and then she complained to me. Whatever.
We studied after school and that made me feel better because I think I know a lot more than I realize. [PLEASEPLEASEPLEASEBETRUE.]
Listening to Last Night by Motion City Soundtrack, At First Sight and Home by Jay Brannan, You Could Be Happy by Snow Patrol, She's Leaving Home by The Beatles, God Gave Me a Gun by Alive in Wild Paint, Hey by Backseat Goodbye [damn I took forever to write this.]
Days until the APUSH exam: 3
Days until graduation: 388
My stomach is upset with me for some reason, and I'm not feeling all that great overall. Mentally and physically.
I had another good/bad day. Although my days are rarely amazing, I hardly ever stay in a bad mood all day. Something good happens or someone cheers me up. Sometimes I go home unhappy, but it's rare that I was like that all day. I had that anatomy test today, which I'm pretty sure I failed because I didn't know any of the short answer. Sure, that's probably my fault, but I'm studying the only way I know how. I read the entire chapter, highlighted, took in depth notes, studied those notes intensely, but it doesn't matter apparently. I was incredibly angry after that test - like angrier than I've been in years, honestly - and I couldn't do anything but just go study for APUSH some more. Just to make myself feel a little better, I tore out all my anatomy notes, threw them in my locker, and then ripped up my genetics notes before sitting down with the Princeton Review. I liked English today though; we talked about the end of the year, and I felt like such a part of the group - which isn't all that unusual, but is always nice nevertheless. Yearbook, photo, and history were okay. I was still unhappy, but I wasn't angry anymore.
But instead of going to assembly today, future AP English Lit kids had a meeting with our future teacher to choose the author for our future research paper [and summer reading]. That stressed me out more than anything. I have absolutely no idea how to choose. I freaked out the entire time, even though I was the 49th person to choose [after switching numbers with four of my friends for a later number]. I asked for more time, but I was incredibly stressed out and anxious about everything again. We went straight to lunch, and while we were waiting in line, my friends started talking about the anatomy test; I was so emotionally unstable that I was literally two seconds away from crying and I was sort of yelling and swearing, but whatever. Once we got to the table, the day got better. I don't even know why, but for some reason, the conversation at lunch cheered me up. And then M.E. started writing all over me in free period and screwing with my computer so I hit her a bunch of times, but she wouldn't stop and then she complained to me. Whatever.
We studied after school and that made me feel better because I think I know a lot more than I realize. [PLEASEPLEASEPLEASEBETRUE.]
Listening to Last Night by Motion City Soundtrack, At First Sight and Home by Jay Brannan, You Could Be Happy by Snow Patrol, She's Leaving Home by The Beatles, God Gave Me a Gun by Alive in Wild Paint, Hey by Backseat Goodbye [damn I took forever to write this.]
Days until the APUSH exam: 3
Days until graduation: 388
Monday, May 4, 2009
someday you will get the best of me.
I told myself the other day that I'd try to blog everyday for a while [like BEDA but a month late], because this is really the only self-reflection that I do [ever] and I wanna see if my writing changes. I dunno; we'll see.
I should most definitely be reading my pieces on feminism/working on my feminism assertion or studying for the BAZILLION tests I have, but I can't bring myself to work on any of it. Instead, I watch stupid YouTube videos and write shit blog entries. And realizing just how music ADD I am.
I - I don't listen to music anymore, really. Just in the car so it's not silent. But... I don't know. Shows are still fun, and I lovelovelove them, but they're not the same as they were. Just a different feeling to the whole thing. Maybe I'm growing out of it or some shit.
We got the book of our class's personal essays back today in AP English Language. I despise my personal essay, and seeing it published makes me want to cry a little.
I hate that our teachers moved our anatomy test after I had already studied and mine won't tell us what's going to be on there, so I'm like "well. I studied, but usually when I study, I fail anyway." I'll probably do badly, but at least I'll get it over with. I'm scared for the anatomy final; I'm going to have to do well, 'cause, well, I've done really badly in the class. Ugh. My teacher REFUSES to believe that I actually read and didn't have any questions about the material, so he said he was going to give me a bad grade for not asking questions. That's just ridiculous. You're going to give me a bad grade because I UNDERSTOOD THE MATERIAL?! Ugh. I just hate that class overall.
Obviously, I don't have a lot to talk about. I'm mostly just procrastinating. I don't want to read/study. Feminism isn't my thing, and APUSH is freaking scary.
Listening to Even If It Kills Me by Motion City Soundtrack, Sunshine by Matt Costa, Super Honeymoon by Owl City, Colorado Sunrise by 3OH!3
I should most definitely be reading my pieces on feminism/working on my feminism assertion or studying for the BAZILLION tests I have, but I can't bring myself to work on any of it. Instead, I watch stupid YouTube videos and write shit blog entries. And realizing just how music ADD I am.
I - I don't listen to music anymore, really. Just in the car so it's not silent. But... I don't know. Shows are still fun, and I lovelovelove them, but they're not the same as they were. Just a different feeling to the whole thing. Maybe I'm growing out of it or some shit.
We got the book of our class's personal essays back today in AP English Language. I despise my personal essay, and seeing it published makes me want to cry a little.
I hate that our teachers moved our anatomy test after I had already studied and mine won't tell us what's going to be on there, so I'm like "well. I studied, but usually when I study, I fail anyway." I'll probably do badly, but at least I'll get it over with. I'm scared for the anatomy final; I'm going to have to do well, 'cause, well, I've done really badly in the class. Ugh. My teacher REFUSES to believe that I actually read and didn't have any questions about the material, so he said he was going to give me a bad grade for not asking questions. That's just ridiculous. You're going to give me a bad grade because I UNDERSTOOD THE MATERIAL?! Ugh. I just hate that class overall.
Obviously, I don't have a lot to talk about. I'm mostly just procrastinating. I don't want to read/study. Feminism isn't my thing, and APUSH is freaking scary.
Listening to Even If It Kills Me by Motion City Soundtrack, Sunshine by Matt Costa, Super Honeymoon by Owl City, Colorado Sunrise by 3OH!3
Sunday, May 3, 2009
we should be happy, that's what i said from the start
I didn't do any of my homework this weekend, and I'm going to bed late, but y'know what, I don't really care anymore. :D I only have three Saturdays left as a junior so.
I'm pretty sure my parents are buying me a Canon Rebel XSi for my birthday/Christmas/my digital photo class next year, and I'm excited and anxious at the same time. I've always loved photography; when I was little, I used to run around with a camera all the time, and consequently, I have literally boxes full of photos, which don't even begin to cover my digital pictures. I've taken a million classes on it too, but recently, I haven't really been into it. I dunno what it is. I see these gorgeous pictures that other people have taken, and I'm just like "damn, I wish I could do that," but I never put enough effort into it to actually take photos like those. I'm scared that I'm not going to use the camera enough; it's really expensive and so I'm super worried about it.
I honestly can't wait to be a senior. It just seems so awesome. I get so excited when I think about the classes I'm taking next year [namely, digital photo, yearbook, economics, and Spanish 1]. I love love love yearbook honestly. It's my favorite class this year, even though I dunno how good I am at it. My teacher has told me I'd be a good yearbook editor, which is super exciting and terrifying at the same time. I don't know what that means for next year, but I'm happy with whatever happens, really. Even just going off campus for lunch is exciting. Plus I'm almost OUT of this school. I'll never have to go back.
I'm going to try to make the most of this summer, 'cause the ones last year and the year before SUCKED. Actually, my summers usually do suck, 'cause I don't have any friends at my dad's. Zero. Because I don't do anything where people are and there aren't any teenagers in my neighborhood. It's my last summer of high school, which will probably be dominated by homework, but STILL. Whatever. I'm planning on riding my bike a lot and going to the parrrk when it's nice out.
I was going to go to bed twenty minutes ago, but I wasn't tired enough and wanted to blog [because I haven't and I feel like I should more often]. So now it's 11:45 and I'm gonna go fur realz once this song is over. Happy by Never Shout Never reminds me of summer and sun and parks and nice things.
Listening to Happy and Bigcitydreams by Never Shout Never <3
I'm pretty sure my parents are buying me a Canon Rebel XSi for my birthday/Christmas/my digital photo class next year, and I'm excited and anxious at the same time. I've always loved photography; when I was little, I used to run around with a camera all the time, and consequently, I have literally boxes full of photos, which don't even begin to cover my digital pictures. I've taken a million classes on it too, but recently, I haven't really been into it. I dunno what it is. I see these gorgeous pictures that other people have taken, and I'm just like "damn, I wish I could do that," but I never put enough effort into it to actually take photos like those. I'm scared that I'm not going to use the camera enough; it's really expensive and so I'm super worried about it.
I honestly can't wait to be a senior. It just seems so awesome. I get so excited when I think about the classes I'm taking next year [namely, digital photo, yearbook, economics, and Spanish 1]. I love love love yearbook honestly. It's my favorite class this year, even though I dunno how good I am at it. My teacher has told me I'd be a good yearbook editor, which is super exciting and terrifying at the same time. I don't know what that means for next year, but I'm happy with whatever happens, really. Even just going off campus for lunch is exciting. Plus I'm almost OUT of this school. I'll never have to go back.
I'm going to try to make the most of this summer, 'cause the ones last year and the year before SUCKED. Actually, my summers usually do suck, 'cause I don't have any friends at my dad's. Zero. Because I don't do anything where people are and there aren't any teenagers in my neighborhood. It's my last summer of high school, which will probably be dominated by homework, but STILL. Whatever. I'm planning on riding my bike a lot and going to the parrrk when it's nice out.
I was going to go to bed twenty minutes ago, but I wasn't tired enough and wanted to blog [because I haven't and I feel like I should more often]. So now it's 11:45 and I'm gonna go fur realz once this song is over. Happy by Never Shout Never reminds me of summer and sun and parks and nice things.
Listening to Happy and Bigcitydreams by Never Shout Never <3
Friday, January 16, 2009
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