Oh yeah, so in other news we took our first field trip as a school to another town to see West Side Story and we all wore school T-shirts and I think Maria should have died and this classroom is too loud and I better do my assignment and one of our classmates has cancer so we've been doing this video to cheer her up while she's in the hospital and I got an A in the college speech class and the manga/anime club is going strong and I'm going to end this post now.
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10.07.2009
A Detailed Summary
So a lot has happened since I last blogged. We had this project for history, in which we made a storybook about the French Revolution. I unwittingly volunteered for not only the illustrations and two of the six topics, but I was also the one to revise it and lay it out in the latest Microsoft Word (subliminal advertising, anyone?) and print it, as well as add the things we left out. So I was pretty damn busy. But it was completely worth it because I got an A.
I've decided to teach myself to play guitar using a book I got for my birthday and just recently unearthed. My room is sort of a work in progress.
I have to have all four of my wisdom teeth removed, which is going to be a royal pain in the gums. Since two of them are already inbounded or whatever the correct term is, then they may have to knock me out and treat it like a surgery. The worst part is that my dad's dental insurance and health care plan does not cover it, so now it's pretty definite that we won't get to take that trip to Denver to see the U.S. Women's Hockey team. I didn't think we really would anyway, but it was a nice idea while it lasted.
But the Halloween party is still on, and somehow the guest list has expanded. My ideas are being refined and for the most part accepted.
My drawings are getting better. I was able to draw using a different style, although I haven't found another good way to draw eyes or noses, so basically I just changed the hair and neck/shoudler anatomy.
We beat the local girls' team, 8-1. One kid, or maybe two, got a hat trick. I didn't score. I was partly close. And I got a new stick, although I had to pay for 1/3 of it. I think it'll be worth it. It's an adult stick that was cut down to my size, only it's a little too big so I can grow into it. Practice is going pretty good. I can actually give my teammates some advice, especially about their skating, and even more parents are complementing me now.
School is as hard as ever, but now I'm getting used to staying up late every night, finishing most of my homework, and scraping by in class. And I get up pretty early compared with last year. Then I sleep in on weekends and go to games, practices, and public sessions.
I'm getting the hang of an academically and physically challenging life with not much social input. I'm going to get serious about dryland to be an example to my team (I can do more pushups than some of the guys) which might give me an edge over the competition for various things that I want to happen. I'm eating better and overall my life is better.
Yeah, my life isn't so bad. Although my love life does rather suck. One person that I can't forget might come back, while I gave up on two others, one of whom also is returning little by little. There is one problem that I'm working on, and one that I don't want to acknowledge. Then there is one consistent pull in two different directions.
It's complicated. But it works.
I have to go to read my assignment for speech class, so I'll try to wrap this up.
I guess what I'm trying to say is, my life hasn't improved much. But my outlook has.
And I can deal. I will, a little at a time, get used to life.
I've decided to teach myself to play guitar using a book I got for my birthday and just recently unearthed. My room is sort of a work in progress.
I have to have all four of my wisdom teeth removed, which is going to be a royal pain in the gums. Since two of them are already inbounded or whatever the correct term is, then they may have to knock me out and treat it like a surgery. The worst part is that my dad's dental insurance and health care plan does not cover it, so now it's pretty definite that we won't get to take that trip to Denver to see the U.S. Women's Hockey team. I didn't think we really would anyway, but it was a nice idea while it lasted.
But the Halloween party is still on, and somehow the guest list has expanded. My ideas are being refined and for the most part accepted.
My drawings are getting better. I was able to draw using a different style, although I haven't found another good way to draw eyes or noses, so basically I just changed the hair and neck/shoudler anatomy.
We beat the local girls' team, 8-1. One kid, or maybe two, got a hat trick. I didn't score. I was partly close. And I got a new stick, although I had to pay for 1/3 of it. I think it'll be worth it. It's an adult stick that was cut down to my size, only it's a little too big so I can grow into it. Practice is going pretty good. I can actually give my teammates some advice, especially about their skating, and even more parents are complementing me now.
School is as hard as ever, but now I'm getting used to staying up late every night, finishing most of my homework, and scraping by in class. And I get up pretty early compared with last year. Then I sleep in on weekends and go to games, practices, and public sessions.
I'm getting the hang of an academically and physically challenging life with not much social input. I'm going to get serious about dryland to be an example to my team (I can do more pushups than some of the guys) which might give me an edge over the competition for various things that I want to happen. I'm eating better and overall my life is better.
Yeah, my life isn't so bad. Although my love life does rather suck. One person that I can't forget might come back, while I gave up on two others, one of whom also is returning little by little. There is one problem that I'm working on, and one that I don't want to acknowledge. Then there is one consistent pull in two different directions.
It's complicated. But it works.
I have to go to read my assignment for speech class, so I'll try to wrap this up.
I guess what I'm trying to say is, my life hasn't improved much. But my outlook has.
And I can deal. I will, a little at a time, get used to life.
9.22.2009
Okay, so it's been a while since I last blogged.
Two certain people didn't show up and one certain person did and I still can't believe it. Actually, three certain people didn't show up and I can believe it, I just don't want to. What a completely selfish and obnoxious and asshole-ish thing to do! He either has a lot of nerve, no sense of danger, or really annoying parents.
Anyway, I was already in a state of emotional shock and then there was the problem that I didn't mention specifically in my last post. So by Sunday night, I was pretty worn out.
And yesterday wasn't so fun, either. Although on the bright side, there isn't much homework so far except for some math that I forgot to do. I read Skip Beat and I was very happy with what happened after the kiss. Which, by the way, I HATED because she doesn't need a guy!! But of course she'll have to end up with one, and that one should be Ren. NOT Shotaro, the asshole who abandoned her.
So that reminds me of an asshole that abandoned me, which leads me back to the beginning of the post and the one person that did show up.
Yes, I am talking about Taylor. And considering the song by Pink "Please Don't Leave Me." I especially like the threatening parts.
I really wish I could show up to stick and puck next Sunday so I can see him and ignore him and I'm hoping to get Ryan to come and as many other people as possible and then we'll all have fun and laugh at Taylor and Brandon. I really don't care about Brandon. It was actually a good thing he left before he got cut. But Brandon only left because Taylor left. Damn.
I wish other people cared about this shit as much as I do. Well, not exactly because a certain aspect of that would be creepy. But anyways...I have always hated Benedict Arnold. Unless he was working for Britain the ENTIRE time, which he wasn't. He went over to the dark side. Just like Anakin.
Okay, enough about boys already. I would love to etch all my crushes into my skull and then forget them. It's too...what's the word...inconvenient. Yes, it's too inconvenient to have to worry about all of this shit.
I'm supposed to be studying for the biology test that we will be having in ten minutes. But I still don't believe in cramming yet. I expect I will by the end of the year, and by junior year I will be addicted to Dr. Pepper. But not yet.
I'm also trying to decide if I should play on the sixteen-and-under team next year. On the one hand, I didn't like pretty much anybody on that team and I'm a girl. Things are really different when you're fifteen and sixteen.
But on the other hand, the year after that I get to play with the guys on this team. That would be super fun, and I might be big enough and strong enough if I get my way.
Dilemma.
Oh, so my binder is now super heavy, thanks to AcaDec and Andrea. Grr. I was perfectly willing to carry the music packet, but it was only because she was whining about her binder that I agreed to take it for her. (Well, that and the certain person nearby. I have no shame. I'm not a very good friend.)
And all I have left of four bags of candy that I bought the other day is one stinkin' lollipop.
I'm sure it's a very good lollipop. But how did my peppermints and my gummy catepillars disappear so fast? Was it my kitty?
FINALLY. THE TEST IS READY.
ttyl! ;D
Two certain people didn't show up and one certain person did and I still can't believe it. Actually, three certain people didn't show up and I can believe it, I just don't want to. What a completely selfish and obnoxious and asshole-ish thing to do! He either has a lot of nerve, no sense of danger, or really annoying parents.
Anyway, I was already in a state of emotional shock and then there was the problem that I didn't mention specifically in my last post. So by Sunday night, I was pretty worn out.
And yesterday wasn't so fun, either. Although on the bright side, there isn't much homework so far except for some math that I forgot to do. I read Skip Beat and I was very happy with what happened after the kiss. Which, by the way, I HATED because she doesn't need a guy!! But of course she'll have to end up with one, and that one should be Ren. NOT Shotaro, the asshole who abandoned her.
So that reminds me of an asshole that abandoned me, which leads me back to the beginning of the post and the one person that did show up.
Yes, I am talking about Taylor. And considering the song by Pink "Please Don't Leave Me." I especially like the threatening parts.
I really wish I could show up to stick and puck next Sunday so I can see him and ignore him and I'm hoping to get Ryan to come and as many other people as possible and then we'll all have fun and laugh at Taylor and Brandon. I really don't care about Brandon. It was actually a good thing he left before he got cut. But Brandon only left because Taylor left. Damn.
I wish other people cared about this shit as much as I do. Well, not exactly because a certain aspect of that would be creepy. But anyways...I have always hated Benedict Arnold. Unless he was working for Britain the ENTIRE time, which he wasn't. He went over to the dark side. Just like Anakin.
Okay, enough about boys already. I would love to etch all my crushes into my skull and then forget them. It's too...what's the word...inconvenient. Yes, it's too inconvenient to have to worry about all of this shit.
I'm supposed to be studying for the biology test that we will be having in ten minutes. But I still don't believe in cramming yet. I expect I will by the end of the year, and by junior year I will be addicted to Dr. Pepper. But not yet.
I'm also trying to decide if I should play on the sixteen-and-under team next year. On the one hand, I didn't like pretty much anybody on that team and I'm a girl. Things are really different when you're fifteen and sixteen.
But on the other hand, the year after that I get to play with the guys on this team. That would be super fun, and I might be big enough and strong enough if I get my way.
Dilemma.
Oh, so my binder is now super heavy, thanks to AcaDec and Andrea. Grr. I was perfectly willing to carry the music packet, but it was only because she was whining about her binder that I agreed to take it for her. (Well, that and the certain person nearby. I have no shame. I'm not a very good friend.)
And all I have left of four bags of candy that I bought the other day is one stinkin' lollipop.
I'm sure it's a very good lollipop. But how did my peppermints and my gummy catepillars disappear so fast? Was it my kitty?
FINALLY. THE TEST IS READY.
ttyl! ;D
9.18.2009
Tasteless Culture
And just when I thought the week would never end.
Already, the days are starting to do that thing where they kind of all blend together, and when you look back, you can pinpoint interesting things that happened, but you can't remember
--I don't even remember that day. Pretty damn sad.
Already, the days are starting to do that thing where they kind of all blend together, and when you look back, you can pinpoint interesting things that happened, but you can't remember
--I don't even remember that day. Pretty damn sad.
9.17.2009
9.16.2009
A Short Eternity
It's been a while since I last posted anything, so I am way behind.
But WE WON!!!!!!!!
That's right, our very first game evar was this Sunday. The score was 6-4. And twice, they were ahead of us by one point. We were tied for most of the game, though. It was only toward the end that we began to dominate. Our coach was super proud of us.
Afterwards, my dad and I went to Country Waffles and we were joined by three of the other people on the team. I sat at a table with them and one of the kids (he is on the short side) ordered a huge plate of food. He got large hash browns, something unidentifiable, and something I don't remember. Plus two pancakes. My point is, it was a lot of food and he didn't finish it.
We just told a bunch of crazy stories. One kid lives up in the foothills and it snows there, so he had a lot of funny stories such as the time his friend built 8 identical snowmen across the road.
And now I think I did pretty well on my history test, although I don't know about those essay questions....Hmm....Well, I did my best and that's what matters!
The anime club has really taken off. We printed out the constitution and finished our application. So far, we have almost 20 members. That would be about one of every six people in the school!
Anyway...that's all!
(For now, anyways....>:D)
But WE WON!!!!!!!!
That's right, our very first game evar was this Sunday. The score was 6-4. And twice, they were ahead of us by one point. We were tied for most of the game, though. It was only toward the end that we began to dominate. Our coach was super proud of us.
Afterwards, my dad and I went to Country Waffles and we were joined by three of the other people on the team. I sat at a table with them and one of the kids (he is on the short side) ordered a huge plate of food. He got large hash browns, something unidentifiable, and something I don't remember. Plus two pancakes. My point is, it was a lot of food and he didn't finish it.
We just told a bunch of crazy stories. One kid lives up in the foothills and it snows there, so he had a lot of funny stories such as the time his friend built 8 identical snowmen across the road.
And now I think I did pretty well on my history test, although I don't know about those essay questions....Hmm....Well, I did my best and that's what matters!
The anime club has really taken off. We printed out the constitution and finished our application. So far, we have almost 20 members. That would be about one of every six people in the school!
Anyway...that's all!
(For now, anyways....>:D)
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