August 19, 2008
Psyched.
That is what I am at the moment. I’m psyched for my psychology class. I’m psyched for my art appreciation class. I’m psyched for the college experience. I’m psyched for spending time with Daddy. I’m psyched for meeting new people and getting this thing off the ground with Landon. I’m just psyched for everything.
My classes are great and I’m so excited. I have to do a portfolio for my art class on six paintings and the early Medieval times and that’s our big grade. It’s going to be great, I think. I’m not even an art person. If anything, I hate art next to history. My professor is hilarious. She teaches at one of the elementary schools and is just great.
Psychology is going to be good, too. There are a lot of really funny people in my class as well as my professor. A bunch of nurses and aviation mechanics. Haha. I’m excited.
I’m not ready to go back to high school though. I don’t know why, but I’m dreading going back. =\ I don’t know.
Well, I’m going to start my portfolio for Art and do some reading for Psych.
Love you guys. :]
August 12, 2008
More Growing Up.
Before anyone gets their panties in a bunch, I never slept with K. He left and turned out to be a douche bag. So yay for me having some morals left.
July 28, 2007
Sex, Sex, and more Sex.
I just read something that really disturbed me. Something about some guy taking over the sex education stuff in Texas or some place. Abstinence is the only way to go until marriage.
Excuse my French, but, Bullshit.
My teenager instincts say, “What if the sex is bad? You can’t get out of it because you’ve already tied yourself down by getting married. You’re stuck that way.”
Personally, I’m not waiting for marriage. I’m also not going to go whore myself around. I want to be in love, or at least really comfortable with the person. There have only been two people I could even picture myself “doing the deed” with. One of which I’ve begun to question. Actually, both of them come to think of it.
But that’s me, being safe. Watching out for me. That’s the mature side of me that apparently doesn’t exist to some people. Read the rest of this entry »
July 25, 2007
Update.
I really haven’t updated in a while. That’s due to technical difficulties. *mumbles* Stupid viruses.
Anyway, lots of new stuff happening. Good things and bad things. All below the fold.
June 7, 2007
Ninety-Four.
Exams. The worse four days of the semester; the worse eight days of the entire school year.
Day one: Yesterday. Geometry Honors. My worse nightmare. I was so nervous I woke up at five thirty yesterday morning puking my guts out due to insane nerves. I’ve never been sick over a test like that.
Ninety-Four.
My exam grade.
Eighty-nine.
Final course grade. That means Honors Algebra II.
Let me just say: I rock.
English was today, but that’s no big thing. I love English and I’m going to be Editor-in-Chief of next year’s paper. I think I got it under control.
Biology Friday.
No biggie there either.
I love that class.
Just thought I’d share.
=D =D =D =D =D =D
February 24, 2007
What a great day.
For the day I’ve dreaded for a week and a half, today was pretty friggin’ great. Today was the day I made my return to school.
February 18, 2007
Sorry.
My apologies for the lack of update. I’ve missed four days of school this week. I didn’t get off my couch until Thursday night, and that was only because Pops came home and needed his bed back.
I wouldn’t mind the missing school part if it wasn’t for our stupid policy. Our school systems are all about trying to keep the attendance rate up and therefore trying to keep the failing rate low as well. However, this is my beef with the policy. They have decided that we are forbidden to miss more than six days in a a semester. You’ve got to be kidding me, right? For the middle schools, they can only miss twelve days for the whole year (which is six days a semester except they keep their classes all year around, except two which they can only miss six days in…do you follow?). When we moved here, I was in middle school and my grandmother was on her deathbead (lung cancer) so we went to see her one last time. We spend three or four school days there. The day we were to return, she died. Lovely, right? We had to spend more time there for the funeral and such. So I missed my six days in gym, which I only had for a semester. Guess what? They FAILED me until I spent a couple of hours on Saturday at school to make up my lost time. Nice right?
Wait, it gets better. I got sick that year and missed, like, two weeks of school. That’s ten days automatically. Add that with the other days I had missed, I was screwed. So I spent quite a few Saturdays at school and that STILL wasn’t enough to get my days down. So I ended up spending time after school with the principal to make up my time. Now, my principal wasn’t a bad woman. I mean, after all, she did set it up so I wouldn’t fail. It’s not my fault my grandmother got sick nor was it my fault I needed a spinal tap and couldn’t move for two weeks. See, school is my world. I’ve got big dreams and if I would have failed, then there would have been hell to pay.
Now, onto this year. My Grandfather is pretty sick and I honestly don’t expect him to last much longer. Quite honestly, I’m suprised he’s lasted this long. Then there’s my uncle who’s got cancer as well and isn’t doing so hot either. I’m figuring I’m going to a few funerals in the near future. And since we just started our new semester, my slate’s clean…except the four days I’ve just missed due to bronchitis. There are nearly four months left of school and I’m allowed to miss two more days. God, this sucks.
I’m stressing out because of it. We’ve been in this semester for three weeks and I’m already pretty much screwed. I get the material, I do my work, I make the grades, so I don’t get why I have to be there 85% of the time or whatever it is. I mean, I do, but then again I don’t. I know it helps for the “real world” and whatnot, but this is school. It’s not even college. And stuff happens right? I can’t help that salmonella runs around and I can’t help it’s flu season. And I can’t help who dies or when they die. Trust me, I have no problem going to school. I’m not a skipper. I’ve never skipped a day in my life (without my parents permission of course). But now I can’t even just take a day off because I sick. I can’t fail. Period.
It’s not wonder there have been cases of school closing because not enough kids are going to school. One of the schools in my district had to close down because there weren’t enough kids there. It’s crazy. They tell us we can’t miss so many days, so we go when we feel like poo. Our brains aren’t functioning properly and we’re just spreading our diseases, making things worse. How nice is that? I’m not saying kids should stay home at the first sign of a belly ache, but when someone’s got a nasty cold or the flu or bronchitis, why should we have to worry about FAILING our classes? Especilly if we’re some of the brightest kids around? I know every school has their bad seeds and all, but seriously. As long as we get the right material, isn’t that what matters? If we don’t get it, most teachers offer after school tutoring on Tuesdays and Thursdays, or even every day of the week (except Wednesday because they have staff meetings then). If kids don’t feel like getting one-on-one time to get what they need, that’s their fault. Not mine. My geometry teacher stays after school until like five every single day just to help her students. That’s a great teacher right there. She hates her staff meetings BECAUSE it takes away from her tutoring time.
Well, I have make up work that I don’t feel like doing that needs to be done. As well as some cleaning. I really want to go to the park for some fresh air. If only we had one in walking distance…
I’d like to thank my wonderful Daddy for my pretty flowers he bought me for Valentine’s Day. Even if they are a few days late 😉
Just Another Sad Song. 