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-
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Sunday, September 26, 2010
Friday, September 24, 2010
"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-
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-
Tuesday, September 21, 2010
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*.
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:
-J-
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.
-J-
Friday, September 17, 2010
"I had a date on a horse, once." *everybody raises eyebrows*
Today was an interesting day. And finally, the initial school awkwardness has disappeared! The original headphones that came with my ipod bit the dust, though. *tear tear*.
It started out pouring, a joy when it's picture day. Oh, yes, let me rant for a second about picture day. I hate picture day. Especially since I always end up going to get my picture taken very late in the day because of alphabetical order. I feel so much pressure to keep looking good through the day, even though I really, in theory, don't care what the picture looks like.
French class was a great as ever when Katie and I are in a group. As in we didn't really get anything done, but decided that she's a pirate by night. Bharat wanted to copy my English homework, but wanted to find out if I was smart first. It bothers me that there are people who have strategy for copying homework.
At lunch, I had a pizza sub from Subway ('twas amazing) and listened to James yell at somebody not to anger the Subway gods. Kind of wish I knew the story behind that one.
Finally, during Chem, I got my picture taken. I stood in line and talked with people in my homeroom about pirates, ninjas, unicorns and monicorns. Apparently, monicorns are unicorns with swords for horns, according to some guy in line behind us. Gotta love random conversations.
I stayed after school with Moriah and Katie to try out for Twelfth Night. That's right, I tried out for a Shakespeare play. I've decided that this year, I'm going to try out new activities to find something I really like. I don't think my audition went terribly.
Moriah, Katie and I took the city bus back home. City buses tend to be filled with students, elderly people, and socially rejected people. It's also kind of strange, because you get to hear people interact with each other in close quarters. Today, I think that I came across the first real 'shady characters' I've ever seen on them. We got onto the crowded bus and found three seats in a row near the back. I didn't think much of the conversation the guys were having in the back of the bus about people not knowing what to do with their lives. But after that, it just kept growing funnier and funnier. Apparently they only go out east to shop, because 'everything else is gay'. Also, a Kevin character got drunk and threatened to stab somebody because they ripped him off. And for not knowing what to do with your life? The answer is to band together with your friends and 'make money'(after a while, it was obvious they were dealers). The best part was when they were talking about what they were going to buy when they went shopping:
Guy 1: "I am definitely buying new shoes. And a new jacket and maybe shades too."
Guy 2: "Kevin has 8 pairs."
Guy 3 giving impression of being really drugged: "Two more would be perfect."
Just the fact that they were using 'yo', just everything was great. They got off, and everybody at the back started laughing. The guy in front of us who had been reading a book the whole ride made a few comments under his breathe and mocked them a bit. "Two more would be perfect." It just kind of seemed like really bad acting the whole time they were talking.
Now I have time to sleep in and read and great stuff like that. Yeah!
-J-
It started out pouring, a joy when it's picture day. Oh, yes, let me rant for a second about picture day. I hate picture day. Especially since I always end up going to get my picture taken very late in the day because of alphabetical order. I feel so much pressure to keep looking good through the day, even though I really, in theory, don't care what the picture looks like.
French class was a great as ever when Katie and I are in a group. As in we didn't really get anything done, but decided that she's a pirate by night. Bharat wanted to copy my English homework, but wanted to find out if I was smart first. It bothers me that there are people who have strategy for copying homework.
At lunch, I had a pizza sub from Subway ('twas amazing) and listened to James yell at somebody not to anger the Subway gods. Kind of wish I knew the story behind that one.
Finally, during Chem, I got my picture taken. I stood in line and talked with people in my homeroom about pirates, ninjas, unicorns and monicorns. Apparently, monicorns are unicorns with swords for horns, according to some guy in line behind us. Gotta love random conversations.
I stayed after school with Moriah and Katie to try out for Twelfth Night. That's right, I tried out for a Shakespeare play. I've decided that this year, I'm going to try out new activities to find something I really like. I don't think my audition went terribly.
Moriah, Katie and I took the city bus back home. City buses tend to be filled with students, elderly people, and socially rejected people. It's also kind of strange, because you get to hear people interact with each other in close quarters. Today, I think that I came across the first real 'shady characters' I've ever seen on them. We got onto the crowded bus and found three seats in a row near the back. I didn't think much of the conversation the guys were having in the back of the bus about people not knowing what to do with their lives. But after that, it just kept growing funnier and funnier. Apparently they only go out east to shop, because 'everything else is gay'. Also, a Kevin character got drunk and threatened to stab somebody because they ripped him off. And for not knowing what to do with your life? The answer is to band together with your friends and 'make money'(after a while, it was obvious they were dealers). The best part was when they were talking about what they were going to buy when they went shopping:
Guy 1: "I am definitely buying new shoes. And a new jacket and maybe shades too."
Guy 2: "Kevin has 8 pairs."
Guy 3 giving impression of being really drugged: "Two more would be perfect."
Just the fact that they were using 'yo', just everything was great. They got off, and everybody at the back started laughing. The guy in front of us who had been reading a book the whole ride made a few comments under his breathe and mocked them a bit. "Two more would be perfect." It just kind of seemed like really bad acting the whole time they were talking.
Now I have time to sleep in and read and great stuff like that. Yeah!
-J-
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