GOOD MORNING!!!!

Chill out and take a load off. Doesn't matter how much the morning sucked, you're here now and as free as a bird.

Chill, man, chill.

Fell asleep in math today...

...and I plan on sleeping through most of the rest of the day.

I'm just about done with memorizing my lines for the final project... (Macbeth sucks...) Anyway, I'm witch 1 and I have the most lines to memorize... TWO WHOLE MONOLOGUES!!!!

I couldn't get to a computer during study hall because a bunch of kids were playing games on them, which is against the rules, but they didn't get caught... oh, well. Anyway, I worked on my lines. I now have the second monologue memorized...

Alright, that leads to something that has been bugging me quite a bit. When I was younger, I never got much in the way of praise because nothing is good enough for my mother, still that way today. However, after all this shit with shrinks and meds, you'd think she'd care a bit more... Not my mom. I wanted to ask her if she'd listen to the lines I had memorized, but I just couldn't... because I was afraid that it wouldn't be good enough. My therapist has been telling me that there is more to life than grades and that my mother needs to understand that... well, she doesn't. And no matter how many times I yell at her for treating me like a walking failure, no matter how many times I beg her to seperate my grades from my person... it just doesn't matter.

"As long as your living under my roof, you have no rights and things are done my way!"

-Mother Dearest

Ach! When my brother and I forgot to clean the bathroom (which we eventually did do) my mother went storming through the house yelling about how she's the only person who does anything in our house. Then, as she walked by the stairs, she mumbled: "Its like you think you get good grades or something..." I used to get good grades. She behaves the same way. We get the same treatment. She just finds other reasons to make our lives a living hell (my brother and I and sometimes my father). There is no way out of it and I don't plan on working so hard over it anymore. My therapist also told me that I have to work for myself so I can get the grades I need to get into college. But its so hard to change my thought process: Everything is about Mom.

I don't remember what we were talking about, but I said something about being tire of being a light in the darkness of our school district.

"Light? What do you mean? Its been awile since you've been a light in school..."

"That's not what I meant! I was talking about how I am a social light in school. Theres more to life and school than grades."

Needless to say she wasn't too happy. Okay, I may not be the most popular person in school, but there are people who look up to me (I'm still not too sure as to why). Keeping track of them, helping them, advising them... believe it or not it is a burden. She just doesn't get it that there's more than grades in life and it just pisses me off.

I'm so tired...

Its Tuesday. First day of the working week. My mother decided to go ballistic this morning. She tore my brother's room apart when she found something where she didn't want it. Anyway, we're lying failures again. My God it sucks having a psycho for a mother...

The Exorcist

I've recently discoverd that I LOVE horror movies. A few nights ago I forced my grandmother to rent the new exorcist for me. The Beginning, was violent, bloody, gory, and yet still very entertaining. Even though it was all about Satan and his corruption it still filled me with a great interest as to how it began. I have not seen the second or third, but I do think that the new one helped with some of the open endedness of the first. I was a little upset that I had seen the newet one first, but it certaintly didn't ruin my interest. Both lead to eachother in a very fluent manner. Anyway, I plan on seeing them all eventually, but in the mean time, FMA'll have to keep me busy...

Next Movie...

The next movie on my list is Madagascar. It just looks like some good clean fun, unlike Team America which I sat through last night. See, I love South Park, but I belive that they (the creators) HAVE GONE WAY TOO FAR WITH THIS ONE!!!! Team America was utter crap. Anyway, Madagascar looks funny and entertaining...

MADAGASCAR

Star Wars III: Revenge of the Sith

OH MY GOD!!!! It was awesome! If you thought the first two were great you'll be awe-struck by the third. In my opinion it was one of the best movies I've seen in a while. It had everything: Love, Lust, Evil, Corruption, Ignorance, War, Death, Death, and more Death. That an it explained in wonderfully graphic detail how Anakan became Darth Vader.

Okay

Okay, enough picture... for know...

Its official!

I can post PICTURES!! IT ONLY TOOK THREE DAYS!!

AGAIN!

I think I've got it!

The BIG Q.

HOW THE HELL DID I GET THAT PICTURE UP? I haven't a clue... I followed the standard html, but for some reason it gave me the same mesage over and over again "End tag has no matching begining". So I screwed around with it a bit until I posted the picture... but I'm not sure what the magic combination was... Oh well. Guess that's the task of the day: Post another image.

I WILL NOT FAIL!!!!

Tehe

New Blog

I started a new blog yesterday. Civil Activism is dedicated to all politics. I want to use it as a sort of... how would you say it... I want to use it as a way to learn about all the different views out there. I want it to be more of an interactive blog, running more on in put from others than myself. We'll see. So far it seems as though no one reads these things... Maybe I'm just going about it the wrong way...

Anything & Everything will remain the central blog of my attention, but I just wanted to spread things out a bit...

Writing

Sooo tired... running out of creative juices...

This is so depressing. I NEED to kill someone (a character) but I can't come up with a plot line that isn't cliche or just plain lame. This sucks. Why did I have to be a modern writer in a time when a kid can make millions off the copying of other's work... No one seems to take writing seriously anymore. Its sad...

Now I can REALY hack the network...

I am just so happy! I couldn't log onto my name on the computer so I broke into the network in order to gain access to Microsoft Word. *sigh* Its just so rewarding when you do it the long way. I feel very accomplished aswell!

Golf is over... and other things

Yesterday was the last day of golf. Mel and I both shot 69s. Not good, but not bad either.

Uncle Tony's up from Pittsburg. Its nice because my parents act like human beings when another adult is around.

Mel's gonna be over soon, I'm gonna tutor her on the American Gov't.

Today is our friend Jeff's 30th birthday. We will be going to his party later today...

Anyway, today shoud be a good day; one big distraction for my parents... yay.

TGIFMA

Yup, its finally Friday and I haven't finished my Writing Seminar project yet...
Anyway, I'm a freak so I've been searching for some pics on the internet. FMA and other things... pretty much anyhting I find interesting...

Ayia

Werekoala

Tinkerbell - not for the youngsters

Blue Sparks

Shaded

More Later...

What did I say about updating?

I hate my writing project... I hate it! I HATE IT!!!! I write angsty works. Its hard to put angst into acting scenes. I've read lots of works that were supposedly heart wrenching and emotionally touching (including Shakespeare) and none of it moved me the way I feel my work moves others. I need help. Now would be the best time for comments... please! Need input!

This is gonna take a while...

Since I have been gifted with a new assignment from writing seminar, my writing will be preoccupied by it until it is completely finished. That means that I probably won't be adding to this for a while. So just hang on and I'll be back, probably by the end of the week.

Wait! Don't Go! I'm still here!

Yup, I'm still here. Been really busy as of late. I spent all of homeroom putting my English project together with Mel. It was assigned on Friday (Prom night) and we were supposed to present today, but he gave us some time to finish up today and thank God he lost track of time. But we still have to present tomorrow. This is nuts.

Anyway, I'm in the process of working on my Writing Seminar project. So, ta ta for now!

Whatever happened to relevance?

Ugh, I hate this class. I'm sitting in writing seminar fuming over the quality of these stories. Mr. Lewis thinks that they're great. For some reason I think that of all the ones we've read, besides mine and another aspiring writer, are crap. Total, utter, crap. And yet everyone loves them! They write about nothing! NOTHING! I hate it... I'm not typically so critical, but it just drives me insane! I AM A SUPERIOR WRITER(I am not bragging)!!!! Yet my work gets no review and all the others are "awesome" and "excellent" and "out there". Ugh, I hate it.

Welcome to the land of mediocrity.

This is the last week of golf. Just today, Thursday, and Friday left... finally! Mel and I are alone today, but that's okay.

The next project in this pathetic class is to write a scene and optionally act it out. Great. I officially hate this class.

Oh well, better get to work and get it out of the way...

I found these and I thought that it was hilarious

Religious View of Shit

Taoism
Shit happens, so flow with it.
Confucianism
Confucius says, "Shit happens."
Buddhism
If shit happens, it isn't really shit.
Zen
What is the sound of shit happening?
Hinduism
This shit happened before.
Islam
If shit happens, it is the will of Allah.
Protestantism
Let shit happen to someone else.
Catholicism
If shit happens, you deserve it.
Baptist
We'll wash the shit right off you.
Judaism
Why does shit always happen to us.
Agnosticism
What is this shit?
Atheism
I don't believe this shit.
Rastafarianism
Hey, this is good shit, mon.
Christian Science
If shit happens it will clean itself up.
Mormonism
Our shit is cleaner than your shit.
Hare Krishna
Shit happens, Ramma Ramma!
Jehovah's Witnesses
Let me in your house so I can tell you why shit happens.
7th Day Adventism
Shit happens on Saturdays.
Episcopalianism
If shit happens, hold a procession.
Lutheranism
Shit happens, but as long as you're sorry, it's OK.
Anglicanism
It's true, shit does happen - but only to Lutherans.
Charismatic Catholicism
Shit is happening because you deserve it, but we love you anyway.
Orthodox
St. Sergius found his faith in deep shit.
Voodoo
Shit doesn't just happen - somebody dumped it on you.
Fundamentalism
There's no shit in the Bible.
Native Americans
Shit is sacred when it happens.
Shintoism
You inherit the shit from your ancestors.
Shamanism
Whoaa...Holy Shit!
Sikhism
Leave our shit alone.
Branch Davidianism
May shit happen to the FBI!
Kibology
What's shit, and where can I get some?
Marxism
The rich shit exploits the poor shit, but deep down all shit is alike.
Socialism
The same shit happens to everyone.
Capitalism
Shit happens, and it'll cost you!
Materialism
Whoever dies with the most shit wins.
Vegetarianism
If it happens to shit, don't eat it.
Realism
I think I need to take a shit.
Repressionism
I'll hold this shit in forever.
Americanism
Who gives a shit?



http://www.d.umn.edu/~mohs0025/funny/

http://www.columbia.edu/~sss31/rainbow/

FMA and things more relevant

Quickie: I got the second FMA DVD (finally)... and boy was it angsty... Loved every minute of it! Got a new CD: Linkin Park Live in Texas. Totally awesome. The only problem was that I was constantly trying to sing along with it. Oh well. It was still awesome. What I wouldn't give to go to one of their concerts... Let's not go there...

Anyway, prom... yeah... lousy. I had almost no fun until the last half hour. What a waste. I was probably better off not going. Everyone but myself had a boy friend... EVEN MY DATE!!!! Well, she wasn't really my date, but I invited her so that I wouldn't be alone... ha... That was probably one of the dumbest things that I've ever done. The music sucked and my best friend was too busy schmoozing with a ninth grader. By their intelligence levels it seemed like pedophilia. It pissed me off to no end. I probably got about two words in with her the whole time. You see, it wasn't that she had a boy friend and I didn't... it was more like she didn't have a boy friend and she was playing it like she did. Two other girls had the same dress as myself, never going to David's Bridal again. Mel's dress was classy, but in my honest opinion it put about twenty extra years on the rest of her body... maybe more... I'm definitely not doing it again next year... what a total waste... And I was expecting Friday the 13th to be a good day, it usually is. At least I got to get all dolled up. I looked nice, I think. That would probably be the only good thing throughout the night. No, actually, the best part was when my daddy showed up and he slow-danced with me. It seemed to make everything better. Parents were aloud to come after 10:00. It was so nice to be able to dance with someone, even if it was my father.

People can be very bored...

I did it again! I beat the system! Woe is me... Life is so boring.

PROM TONIGHT!

Yup, my junior prom is at my fingertips! I'm not so sure that I want it there... I'm excited and nervous at the same time... Ah well, what is, is.

Tiff's blogg... Go Tiff!!

Inspirational Place of Expression

FMA Fans

If you are not an FMA (Fullmetal Alchemist) Fan, ignore this...

If you are... I found this picture that is beyond cute. It is an advertisement for the upcoming movie.

WARNING: SPOILER!

And they all lived happily ever after...

This one's for my mother...

Numb
Linkin Park

I'm tired of being what you want me to be
Feeling so faithless
Lost under the surface
I don't know what you're expecting of me
Put under the pressure
Of walking in your shoes
[Caught in the undertow, just caught in the undertow]
Every step that I take is another mistake to you
I've
Become so numbI can't feel you there
Become so tired
So much more aware
I'm becoming this
All I want to do
Is be more like me
And be less like you
Can't you see that you're smothering me
Holding too tightly
Afraid to lose control
'Cause everything that you thought I would be
Has fallen apart right in front of you
[Caught in the undertow, just caught in the undertow]
Every step that I take is
Another mistake to you
[Caught in the undertow, just caught in the undertow]
And every second I waste
Is more than I can take
And I know
I may end up failing too
But I know
You were just like me
With someone disappointed in you

I am a hacker... well, sort of

The network's down and yet here I am typing away on my blog. Leave it to a genious to get around the system! Anyway, I'm just on the internet, not my student account. It was impossible to log on to it with the system down. As always: Where there is a Will there is a Way!

I should be at lunch, but I haven't gone in a while. I find this to be more... relaxing. Besides, I haven't eaten lunch in a long time. I mean we only have half an hour to wait on a five mile long line and then eat. And bringing lunch isn't any fun either. You have, like, no time to get anything done. I'm watching my figure, anyway.

Boulevard of Broken Dreams
Green Day

I walk a lonely road
The only one that I have ever known
Don't know were it goes
But its home to me and I walk alone
I walk this empty street
On the Boulevard of broken dreams
Where the city sleeps
And I'm the only one and I walk alone
I walk alone
I walk alone
I walk alone
I walk a...
My shadows the only one that walks beside me
My shallow hearts the only thing that's beating
Sometimes I wish someone out there will find me
Till then I walk alone
Ah-Ah
Ah-Ah
Ah-Ah
Ahhh
Ah
Ah-Ah
Ah-Ah
Ah-Ah
I'm walking down the line
That divides me somewhere in my mind
On the border line of the edge
And were I walk alone
Read between the lines of what's
Fucked up and every things all right
Check my vital signs to know I'm still alive
And I walk alone
I walk alone
I walk alone
I walk alone
I walk a...
My shadows the only one that walks beside me
My shallow hearts the only thing that's beating
Sometimes I wish someone out there will find me
Till then I walk alone
Ah-Ah
Ah-Ah
Ah-Ah
Ahhh
Ah
Ah-Ah
Ah-Ah
I walk aloneI walk a...
I walk this empty street
On the Boulevard of broken dreams
Were the city sleeps
And I'm the only one and I walk a..
My shadows the only one that walks beside me
My shallow hearts the only thing that's beating
Sometimes I wish someone out there will find me
Till then I'll walk alone!

Hmmm...

I just flipped through some blogs and oh my God! I don't think that I went through more than twenty and I'd say about fifteen of them were heavy-duty evangelistic Catholics! Ghhaaaa! Okay, I'm not a religious person at all, but I go nuts when I hear people talking gleefully about converting people from their religion. Keep it to yourselves! God! Be religious all you want, just keep it amongst yourselves!!!!

My religious affiliations (or what people think I am ;) ranges from Jewish to Catholic. I like to think of myself as an Agnostic. That means that I am unsure of my religion and that I wish to thoroughly study all religions before deciding upon which one is for me.

But what I do know is that evangelism is NOT COOL!!

So don't even try to convert me... Or you'll be messin' with one dangerous person!

My favorite song (just a little bored)

Someday
Nickelback

How the hell did we wind up like this?
Why weren´t we able
To see the signs that we missed
and tried to turn the tables?
I wish you´d unclench your fists
and unpack your suitcase
Lately there´s been too much of this,
but don´t think it´s too late
Nothin´s wrong just as long as you know that someday I will
Someday, somehow I´m gonna make it alright,
but not right now
I know you´re wondering when
(You´re the only one who knows that)
Someday, somehow I´m gonna make it alright,
but not right now
I know you´re wondering when
And I hope that since we´re here anyway,
we can end it, saying
Things we´ve always needed to say,
so we can end up staying
Now the story´s played out like this
just like a paperback novel
Let´s rewrite an ending that fits
instead of a Hollywood horror
Nothin´s wrong just as long as you know that someday I will
Someday, somehow I´m gonna make it alright,
but not right now
I know you´re wondering when
(You´re the only one who knows that)
Someday, somehow I´m gonna make it alright,
but not right now
I know you´re wondering when
(You´re the only one who knows that)
How the hell did we wind up like this?
Why weren´t we able
To see the signs that we missed
and tried to turn the tables?
I wish you´d unclench your fists
and unpack your suitcase
Lately there´s been too much of this,
but don´t think it´s too late
Nothin´s wrong just as long as you know that someday I will
Someday, somehow I´m gonna make it alright,
but not right now
I know you´re wondering when
(You´re the only one who knows that)
Someday, somehow I´m gonna make it alright,
but not right now
I know you´re wondering when
(You´re the only one who knows that)
I know you´re wondering when
(You´re the only one who knows that)
I know you´re wondering when

SADD Drill

We had a SADD Drill today- Students Against Drunk Driving. There was a simulated accident. One care supposedly ran a stop sign and rammed into another. The other one supposedly hit a telephone pole and then spun out. I loved watching the fire department and Ambulance core do their job. I also liked how they applied make-up to the "victims". I watched it with Mel up in Mr. Needham's room. He let us video tape it for him. A helicopter came down to simulate an air-lift, but it didn't take off again. Two people "died". A teacher and a friend of mine. One had massive head injury and the other two in the pick-up that blew the sign were drunk. They were "arrested" by the state police. It was awesome, even though it was a drill. Now I want to be a coroner even more! I just get all excited over the idea of dealing with the dead.

Golf

I got to play with Mel yesterday! (play golf I mean ;) That's a rarety. Anyway, Sandra made it, but lindsey didn't. We talked sandra into going out alone so that we could play together. I did the best with a shitty 68. Mel was sick and she didn't do too well. I mean, I played like serious crap when I was sick....... We were supposed to beat them, too.

Oh, well... To the victor goes the spoils. Go fallsburg (bastards).

At least I have a study hall this morning.

again2

Never mind. She's still over at St. Joe's. It sucks that we have to share our nurse and lunches with them. She's been gone almost all day! I mean I've walked by that door about five or six times since home room and the light has been dark the entire time!

Gaaahhh!

Its amazing how different the world looks through clean glasses, isn't it?

Alright. My quick splurb is done and the period's almost over.

Publish and done for now.

again

I'm really starting to hate these school computers. The network has been up and down all day and I've had to change computers four times, four times! Just to get on to Google! GRRRRRR!

THESE GOD DILATED, FACTORING COMPUTERS NEVER WORK RIGHT!

AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!

Anyway, about twenty minutes have gone by between this update and my last one (since I posted it at least. The time is a bit off.) Nothing much to report, besides the fact that I forgot that today was a day six and I followed Mel (who is indeed here today) to gym. She told me that I belonged in lab. I thought a moment and realized (finally) that it was indeed a day six which meant...

STUDYHALL!!!!! YAY!!!! 45 MINUTES AFTER LUNCH, DURING WHICH I CAN DO JUST ABOUT ANYTHING I WANT!!!! HOORAY DAY 6!!!!

ahem...

Now that I'm done playing with colors, I think I'll go find the nurse and get a "Prom Promise" from her...

Wednesday Morning: Round 2

Okay, let's try this again...

I was ranting about how much I hate mornings and how tired I am of the same thing again and again almost every day. School sucks. I hate all the lectures; they bore me to tears. I hate my mother who is evidently not a morning person. She always has an attitude in the morning. Whether its apparent or not, its there. This morning, she was ranting about how I haven't changed the cat litter in two weeks. Lets see... I've been *factoring busy! I've had golf every other day until 9pm and with Prom coming, on the days I don't have golf I'm doing something else! And she knows it! Maybe she'd understand if she got up off her butt and did something outside of the house once in a while.

GAH!

Sometimes I just want to rip all of my hair out of my head! I get so exhausted just by listening to her! I hate it. I hate it! I HATE IT!

Ahem...

*"factoring busy": Today in math class, Mrs. Z said "Look at all the f words you know!" The class got all excited. "No I mean math terms like function, factor, etc. Anyway, now you have a pluthora of alternatives to swearing. Like instead of using the Lord's name in vain, you can say 'God Divide It!" Hence, "factoring busy" is a methematically substituted phrase in place of, well... you know!

SHITHEAD

MOTHERFUCKING PIECE OF SHIT!!!!

The goddamned computer just screwed me over!!!!

I had a whole blog typed... and now its gone... all gone... Bye-Bye!

UGH

We read my story in writing seminar today. Mr. Lewis asked about a moral. To tell you the truth, I didn't intend for there to be one... but everyone was looking for it. Damn. Oh well... I whipped up some garbage and spit it out as a poor excuse for a moral.

I made it another day without my dear Melissa. Blah!

(30 minutes later)

Pyramid war is FUN! I just played a game with my friends and we are about to start another game of spoons.

LATER!!!

Fixed

Whew! I'm done. I just changed all of my entries so that they were in the right time zone. Tedious indeed.

CHEMISTRY

I saw my test grade (grade only) in P's grade book. It was a 72. An exact reproduction of my last test. I knew the information. I felt as though I answered most of it correctly, but I still got a shitty grade. GRRRRRRRR! THAT DUMBASS! Now I know he's grading my shit wrong. I plan on getting to the bottom of this soon...

Pic-up!

YAY!!!! I JUST ADDED A PICTURE TO MY PROFILE!!!! THANKS TO MY DEAR FRIEND TIFFANY!!!!

Babble from Beyond the Grave

The world is a strange place. Here I sit, typing away my time. I am near exhaustion. I spent the whole of second period in that place where nothing matters. I heard everything the teacher said but not everything clicked. I am almost always asleep second and fourth period. I guess its the time of day. Oh well. There's nothing to typing what comes to mind, perhaps that is why this is so easy for me.

*big yawn*

What I wouldn't give to go home and crawl back into bed.

I have a busy day ahead of me. After school I have Gary, my therapist, at 3:45 and then at 5:00 I have to get my prom dress fitted. I'm gonna be all over the world today. *sigh* Maybe I'll have some fun.

I hope mel is feeling better by prom. That's probably why she stayed home. She needs to make sure that she is healthy on her special night (well, its my special night, too!). At least I'm feeling good enough this week. With my luck, something'll go wrong just in time for prom... I can't wait to see what it will be.

Sandra has informed me that she will be joining Lindsey and myself at our game tomorrow. That's good. At least we'll have a chance at winning. You need three to compete. If there are only two, like there was yesterday, then it is a default loss. It really sucks, but at least it can count as a practice.

I'm really tired and I think that I've babbled enough.

Next period is chemistry. I guess I'll find out how I did on that damned test.

Ta ta for now!

Tuesday: Mel is STILL MIA

Here we are. Day two of Mel's abscence... Anyway, at least there isn't a game today. She can sleep without me bothering her. She must be really sick to be out for two days in a row. Mom says that she's down with what I had a few weeks ago. If that's the case, then...
Nevermind. She just better as hell be here tomorrow...

*sigh*

I'm gonna be so lonely today. Well, at least I have a study hall third period. I may finish my book then...

I took a chem test yesterday. It seemed easy until I asked him to grade it for me while I was there. He started babbling about how it would take him a while to grade the problem solving portion. I told him to forget about it and just grade the multiple choice. Then he sadi that he didn't have a key! A key! My chemistry teacher needs a key to grade his tests! *sigh* That's life, I guess. Stupid people rule the world.

Ah, well. Onward and upward with the rest of the day.

Vent 3, Part II: I'm screwed...

Looks as though Mel is MIA. That means I'm stuck with Sandra and Lindsey. Sandra just informed me of her inability to attend the game. That means I'm stuck with Lindsey!!!! Shit. At least the game is already forfeight, besides, since there are only two of us, we'll get split up anyway... but I hate playing alone...

MELISSA PIKUL MUST DIE!!!!

She better as hell have an awesome excuse tomorrow... OR ELSE!

Vent 3: Where the Hell is Melissa?

Mel's absent; I'm lonely; I don't want to golf by myself... *sigh* Where the hell is she? She wasn't here last period. This leads me to believe that she isn't going to be in school at all today. I AM NOT GOLFING ALONE!!!! WTF?!?!?!?!?! AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!

I DON'T CARE WHAT ANYONE SAYS!
LINDSEY + SANDRA = ALONE

GAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHH!!!! SHE IS SOOOOOOOOOO DEAD TOMORROW! HOW COULD SHE LEAVE ME LIKE THIS? SHE ALWAYS COMES INTO SCHOOL NO MATTER WHAT! I GUESS TODAY SHE DECIDED TO LEAVE ME ALONE WITH THE INVALIDS... B*#CH!


Ahem...

Anyway... I'm just a little pissed off, that's all... no worries...

I WILL NOT PLAY IF SHE DOESN'T SHOW!!

There, I'm done............. for now...

MONDAYS

HAPPY MONDAY!!!!

For some. For others it may not be such a happy monday. As for me, I have yet to establish how my day will be. I see a long day ahead, regardless, especially because of golf. Home game today. I shot a 63 on Friday at Roscoe... I love that course. Actually, I love any course but the one we call home. Hickory Hills sucks.

Mother's day was okay. I got Mom a gift certificate for a facial and a pedicure at a little place that I like. Paul got her some chocolate roses. We went to a florist to look at combinations for my corsage. While I kept Mom distracted, Dad put a bouquet together. She was sooo happy! Then we went to New Paltz for sushi and beer at the micro-bruery?. It was actually a very nice mother's day.

HAPPY MOTHER'S DAY!!!!!

This is for all those mothers out there:

Happy, happy Mother's Day,
From all of us to you,
We wish that we were mothers,
So we could party too!

YAY!

SATURDAY

My aunt's up. My mother's twin sister. She's here to talke to me about my "condition".

*sigh*

Its always a family event. Oh, well. I love my Aunt Mary-kay.

Paul's sick again and my throat's hurting... Ah, well. We're going to TGI Friday's for lunch.
That's fun at least...

Gotta go.

More later...

AP... NHS-a social degredation

ITS OVER!!!! THE HORROR IS OVER!!!!

It wasn't an overly difficult test. I was actually surprised when I knew a good bit of the information. And yet I'm worried, too. Usually when I feel confident I did like shit. Sad, but true.

I just learned that a friend of mine didn't make it into NHS. Something is very wrong. She's an awesome student who has a bazillion hours of community service! God! Half of the people who made it in have like zero hours. How absolutely stupid.

I'm going to resign from NHS this year. Its just not worth it. I don't have the grades and the people who do are being denied entrance...

Ever since the new advisor has taken control things have been out of control and extremely confusing. Not to mention that she's trying to alter the criteria for admission to the society...

Moral (yes there is one):

Organized societies are bad for the good of all! They enstow false ambitions and deliver nothing but dissapointment and self hatred. They are truly an evil of the earth! People who are undeserving are rewarded while the hard working few get burned for trying.

AP TEST!!!!

TODAY IS THE DAY OF THE DREADED AP TEST!!!!

THIS IS THE FOUL MORNING UPON WHICH IT HAS FALLEN!!!!

HAVE MERCY ON WE WHO HAVE BARELY STUDIED!!!!

ITS THE END OF THE WORLD AS WE KNOW IT,
ITS THE END OF THE WORLD AS WE KNOW IT,
ITS THE END OF THE WORLD AS WE KNOW IT,
AND I FEEL FINE...

-REM "ITS THE END OF THE WORLD (AS WE KNOW IT)"

Spreading the word...

I got one of my friends to start a blog! My brother has also started one, too! I think its such a wonderful thing to put your feelings down on "paper". It helps release stress, tention, and all sorts of malignant feelings. It makes you feel better after typing all those things, both good and bad. Since I've started this, my mind has been more open and I've been doing better in school! I know, I know, I haven't been doing it for very long... but for me its worked an amazing miracle. I think anyone with a busy (or even not so busy) life should start one up.

DISCLAIMER: I AM IN NO WAY TRYING TO PROFFIT SOMEONE BY ADDVERTISING BLOGGING!THESE ARE ALL MY PERSONAL FEELINGS!

Yes, I Am A Dreamer

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Poi

Yesterday

I shot like crap. I got an 85 in golf yesterday. That sucks compared to the 59 I shot earlier in the season. Oh well.

I skipped out of SAT class last night and went over Mel's to study for the AP test that's tomorrow. I am not going to get a good grade on it. Perhaps a 3 at best, but deffinatly not a 6.

I had my conference yesterday. The ruling was that I'm depressed and slightly distracted in class. P was there. I was so pissed off when I saw him. However he proved to be an enigma. He would vouch for me and my abilities. However, he was saying that I do other things in class than take notes, which is partially untrue. I only read when he's not doing anything, otherwise I've been taking his crapy notes on shit that I will never be able to understand. Oh the test also said that I was pathetic in my instant recall skills and that I freaked out when under pressure and that I'm very weak in my math skills... nothing I didn't already know.

Well, a brief plot line came to me this morning. I'd better write it down before I forget. I'll be back to this later.

Ranting all the way

I am beyond exhausted. I pretty much fell asleep during Math class. I really didn't mean to. I have an appointment at noon with the school Psychologist to go over my IQ test (I got a 129) with my parents. Then, at 1:30, I have to leave for golf up at Sullivan West. We're leaving early so that we'll hopefully make it back in time for the SAT course.

I'm going to be the living dead tomorrow.

I can't think of anything to write. I'm so lonely without a story to work on. Oh, well. Something'll come to me someday.

*yawn* Sleepy...

I'm not going to be able to work on anything this afternoon because I won't be in any of my lazy classes (Writing Seminar and Yearbook) thanks to golf and that stupid meeting.

Ah, well, no naps today... no writing either...

Road test

I took my road test yesterday. I failed because I screwed up paralell parking... No wait! I didn't fail. The sheet he gave me said that I was an excellent driver. The only problem was that I freaked him out when I pulled along side the other vehicle. I wasn't that close and I knew for a fact that I wasn't going to hit the other vehicle, but he failed me anyway because he yelled "watch it!" I think I made him piss his pants. I hope so, because besides his outburst, I was a superior driver.

Anyway, just getting to the test was a nightmare. My appointment was at 8:30 am, but I didn't end upo going until 2:30 pm. I was missing my Diver's Ed. graduation sheet. Needless to say, Mom freaked out and Dad solved the problem. He went into school and somehow got ahold of the sheet I needed and that was that. I took my test and failed.

Ketchup

I tried to update on Friday, but I had some major computer troubles.

Anyway, I chose Maine. I had a great time. I saw all of my friends and got the last bit of jewelry that I needed for prom (which is next friday!). I showed off the few Italy pictures that I had. Everything went well until the last day, when Mom began to cry because she didn't want to go home.



Something interesting happened in Chemistry on Friday. We had a quiz. Sounds normal, right? Well, after finishing, I asked the teacher to grade it in front of me. So you know what he did? He pulled another student's quiz out of the pile and began grading mine to hers.

"What are you doing?" I asked rather angrily.

"Gradin'," he responded dumbly.

"P., why are you grading my test against another student's? That is totally not fair!" I barked.

"Besides," Mel put her two cents in, "How do you know she has everything right?"

You know what he answered, "I don't."

............................................................................. What is wrong with that?

"So where's the key, P.?" I asked, infuriated.

"I don't have a key for this quiz. I don't know the answers..."

"So you grade mine against another student, whom you aren't sure if they are correct or not?"

"Tchya," he said like a moron.

"No, P.! Stop it!" I yelled.

All the while this other stuff was going on, he was marking just about every question wrong. All the while telling me to check the questions in the packet. I looked and so did Mel. We realized that I had quite a few questions right. When we told him he looked stupidly at my answers and then at the question sheet.

"You're right," he said and marked one of the many wrong right. Meanwhile, he didn't mark it wrong on the other student's sheet.

My eyes were burning with anger. I had the strongest desire to strangle him right there. I grabbed my answers from him and clenched my fists at my side and stomped back to my seat. I re-wrote all of my answers on a fresh sheet of paper and handed it back to him without corrections. I tore the other one up and threw it away.

Well, Chemistry is next period. I can't wait to see what happens. I wonder if he even graded the quizes...



Anyway, I'm going to a colege fair today at West Point. Gravelle was pissed when Mel and I told him. We had a game schedualed today... a reschedualed game. Anyway, he's gonna change it for us. He made it very clear to us that he wasn't mad at us, but the lack of interes by fellow students.

*sigh*

That's life.