Finally... weekend. School is so exhausting, but I think that I've gotten over the hump of not knowing what on earth is going on. All of the sudden in the last few days, everything is starting to make sense. Hopefully this lasts, because it seems like so far, if I seem to be catching up with my work load, more stuff suddenly comes out of nowhere.

School has taken up so much of my time lately that I've gone out of the house about two times in the last week, except for school. I went to the mall on Monday for the heck of it (I saw toenail clippings on the city bus for the second time a month), and I went to youth group on Wednesday (also on the city bus... I make a wrong turn from the bus stop, and ended up three blocks in the wrong direction).

Best/ worst song ever: Vengaboys- We like to party. Katie and Allan have been singing since Wednesday.

The power went out on Wednesday at school, and my social studies class sat in a big circle in the middle of the room and played would you rather. It just kept getting worse as the game went on. I'm not totally sure that I'll ever fully recover from the terribleness of it.

There was a funny moment in French class when the teacher noticed one kid wasn't playing attention, so she stared at him. He noticed this and picked up his textbook and flipped to a page. He didn't notice that it was upside down, but the teacher did and found it necessary to mention it to the class afterward. It was great.

I was walking in the science wing today and heard somebody say,"Hey, does anyone want to play 'Rock, paper, scissors, lizard, Spock?" The Big Bang Theory references FTW.
-J-

It's a 'Processing: Error' sort of day.

I'm taking a break from trudging through English homework at this point in time. It's incredibly hard to concentrate on Pride and Prejudice in the middle of a Sunday afternoon. I think it's the pages and pages of conversation going back and forth between two characters, only mentioning their names once. I've definitely been wearing my 'Processing: Error. Try Again. Processing: Error' face, where you can tell nothing is getting through to my brain. I want to have a free evening, so I should probably get back to work. 
-J-

"That was stealthy ." "What?" "Exactly."

Caution! Ranting Ahead.

IB classes are exhausting. I was definitely ready for the weekend. Or rather, I'm pretty sure I needed the weekend.

So, this morning was ok. At lunch, Sam and Shantel asked me and Katie squared(the two Katies) if we wanted to go to a church were they have a (free)pancake lunch every Friday. So walked out the doors, and Shantel and Sam started to run.

Don't get me wrong, I love them both to death. They are quite tolerable people apart, but they are in a habit of turning into bitches when they're together(pardon the language.) I cease to see logic in inviting people to something if your just going to ditch them as soon as you get out the door. I ran after them, basically because I this is the second time this week that they've done that, and I wanted to let them know just how pissed I was at them. Seriously, how childish can you get?

After a while, they still managed to ditch me. Thankfully, Katie squared appeared again.

I was pretty zoned out in English class, and I managed to get on the teacher's bad side, I'm pretty sure. Not hard to do when stuck in a IB class, because everyone is extremely well behaved. Probably a not a good thing that I got on her bad side, because she's the IB coordinator. Not the first person I want to get a reputation with because of a single bad day. Note to self: try not to yell(or talk in a loud voice) at the teacher, despite how much she may be pissing you off by accusing you in front of the class of slacking off several times in a five minute period. Pffft, she probably thinks I get high before her class. I know, I may have many symptoms of it, but it's natural.

IB bothers me sometimes, because it can make me feel really stupid. Some kids were saying what they want to go to university for. Seems like becoming a specialized type of doctor is a common choice. Or a lawyer. If somebody had asked me, I wouldn't even know. Journalism? Seems like the most likely thing at this point in time. If I can pass English for the next three years.

I think Katie was right when she mentioned my "SCREW THE WORLD." sort of attitude today.Maybe I'm just dramatic. Maybe the world just really sucks. Of course it does.

This is one of the days where I'd have a mental breakdown if my chips got stuck in the vending machine.
-J-

Life at it's sweet mediocrity.

I'm really pumped up for Glee starting tonight. And I'm also pumped for The Office and The Big Bang Theory starting on Thursday. After an entire summer of watching reruns, I want some new stuff to happen! It seems that the only thing that run during summer is crappy reality TV and reruns. *tear, tear*.

Oh, and since I last wrote, my hair has changed color ever so slightly...

And now, for a short moment of self consciousness... my nose isn't that large in real life. Grrr, wide angle lens.

Today I realized how much I enjoy learning random information about people I know, and connections between people I know. Like who's mom called the police on somebody else.

I should probably be reading Pride and Prejudice right now, but whatever. It's not due until Monday. I mean, how could I concentrate with half an hour left until Glee? 

I have nothing much else to say other than:

• I'm fed up with people telling me to make them a sandwich(can anyone think of any good come backs? I am such a loser). 
• I like to sing songs with various people in various classes(i.e. Veggie Tales theme song, The Lonely Goatherd, that song from Pocahontas). 

• IB French is a form of harsh punishment.

And on that note, farewell.  
-J-