gentleness is everywhere.
fear is in your head--
only in your head
so forget your head
and youll be free
the writings on the wall
freeeeeeee and you can do it all
if you choose.
just remember
lovers never lose
cause they are free of thoughts unpure
and of thoughts unkind.
gentleness clears the soul
love will clear your mind
and make you freeeeeeee
--David Bowie
(makes life okay)
27 September 2006
22 September 2006
das Wochenende!
today is friday. today is friday! thank god. i am feeling a little better about my life. today had a few horrible things, but it was mostly way better.
BAD
BAD
- got assigned two projects that are due on the same day
- for lunch i had a cookie and three aspirins that only served to move me from just in pain to in pain and disoriented.
- we got assigned a dbq essay in APUS that i just know is going to SUCK.
- mr e still doesnt understand that the up stairwell and the down stairwell do not apply after school and continues to force me to go eighteen miles out of my way to get to my locker at the time of day when i feel least like moving.
however!
GOOD
- german quiz went fabulously
- precal homework wasnt due (i havent done it) and i got back a 72 out of 72 on that stupid homework on domain and range.
- ms wexler now loves me. (we were talking about foreign language night at the football game and i said if i went i would be in a toga with a german sign, and ms wexler was like, "what?" and i told her i was taking german and latin. she said that was great and asked if i was going to major in foreign language. i said i might minor in it but i was going to major in english because i wanted to be an english professor. because i do. she goes, "thats great!" and BEAMS for about three seconds. which is a long time for a beam.)
- got back three 100 test scores in wexler too. yay summer work saving me from the scarlet letter test on which i most certainly did not succeed
- presented my latin project (done in about an hour last night), and ms lafon adored it because she loves me and everything else in the world.
- presented government project too with katie parry and carlizzle. we got a 300 points to divide up and carlisle gave himself a 90 so katie and i could get 105s because he felt like he didnt do anything. how freakin chivalrous is that?
so again, im feeling better. and im going to apply for the memphis in may exchange program. 15 kids get to go to spain in march for like 10 days for free. if i get it ill be in spain on my 17th birthday. that would be the greatest ever. like seriously.
i think tonight i might get some of my not-too-hard but tedious homework done. i have to make a family tree in german and that precal worksheet. maybe ill work on my essay rewrite for wexler. who knows! exciting.
also, "we need to be a learning environment that is conducive to learning." --mr brown
jetzt es ist das wochenende! spitze!
20 September 2006
Blogging again
scarlet letter test tomorrow.
im on about page eleven.
have to read for APUS.
some german.
precal? i dont even know.
latin project due friday.
have i started? no.
am i going to start tonight? no.
in my ideal tonight, i take a shower, eat spaghetti, start wicked (again), drive to geekers, watch swing kids, and go to bed at 930. in my real tonight i print and read and study the scarlet letter sparknotes, make a mad attempt to absorb whatever im reading for APUS, do german, forget precal, and go to bed at probably 1130. no, ill be in bed by 11. ill find a way.
last night i fell asleep on the crucible sparknotes. i didnt read that either. i woke up at 1250 and frantically tried to finish them, but i couldnt keep the words from moving around and jumbling themselves, so i gave up. i forgot to close my highlighter and now on my sheets there are about eight big round yellow highlighter stains, like yellow lights telling me to slow down. that is a bad simile but that is what i was thinking at 630 this morning frantically trying to finish them again. i finished in third period.
yesterday there was a roach about six inches away from me next to my locker and i had to get a freshman to kill it because im a sissy.
me: AH! ...excuse me sir, would you be so kind as to step on that for me?
freshman boy: sure.
cockroach: *crunch*
me: thanks very much.
there are ants in my locker. i find one in a textbook once or twice a week. theyre reddish brown and very small. they are probably harmless. but they have no business being in my locker.
this weekend, i would like to go see a movie.
mandy moore cannot hit the notes in this recording of suddenly seymour to which i am listening right now. adam pascal, conversely, sounds wonderful.
today we had a pop-essay in APUS.
thats sort of like a pop-quiz, except we sort of had some idea it was coming. and its an essay.
i dont really know what im getting at here.
im on about page eleven.
have to read for APUS.
some german.
precal? i dont even know.
latin project due friday.
have i started? no.
am i going to start tonight? no.
in my ideal tonight, i take a shower, eat spaghetti, start wicked (again), drive to geekers, watch swing kids, and go to bed at 930. in my real tonight i print and read and study the scarlet letter sparknotes, make a mad attempt to absorb whatever im reading for APUS, do german, forget precal, and go to bed at probably 1130. no, ill be in bed by 11. ill find a way.
last night i fell asleep on the crucible sparknotes. i didnt read that either. i woke up at 1250 and frantically tried to finish them, but i couldnt keep the words from moving around and jumbling themselves, so i gave up. i forgot to close my highlighter and now on my sheets there are about eight big round yellow highlighter stains, like yellow lights telling me to slow down. that is a bad simile but that is what i was thinking at 630 this morning frantically trying to finish them again. i finished in third period.
yesterday there was a roach about six inches away from me next to my locker and i had to get a freshman to kill it because im a sissy.
me: AH! ...excuse me sir, would you be so kind as to step on that for me?
freshman boy: sure.
cockroach: *crunch*
me: thanks very much.
there are ants in my locker. i find one in a textbook once or twice a week. theyre reddish brown and very small. they are probably harmless. but they have no business being in my locker.
this weekend, i would like to go see a movie.
mandy moore cannot hit the notes in this recording of suddenly seymour to which i am listening right now. adam pascal, conversely, sounds wonderful.
today we had a pop-essay in APUS.
thats sort of like a pop-quiz, except we sort of had some idea it was coming. and its an essay.
i dont really know what im getting at here.
18 September 2006
Someday soon we will get a day off from school and I'll stop sounding like I need to be on antidepressants.
i feel like i never move.
all day i go up and down stairs and into and out of classrooms
i go to the third floor, third floor
i go to the first floor
i go to the third floor, third floor
i go to the second floor
i go to the third floor.
all day i walk and sit and listen and scribble like the mad hatter
and in the afternoon i walk into and out of parking lots
into and out of my bedroom
into and out of the kitchen
and still i feel like i never move.
every time i stand up it is to get to a place where i will sit down and scribble
like the mad hatter
mad scribbler
mad mad mad
words on paper.
i never move and i am always tired.
i get up and im tired
walk up and down stairs tired
go home tired
scribble at home tired
go to sleep tired (eventually)
and i get up and im tired.
i am tired of walking up and down stairs and never moving and always being tired.
i am tired of writing my name on my paper
i am tired
of my hips and my arms and my stomach
all feeling the same between my thumb and pointer finger.
i am tired of raising my hand
touching my face
tying my shoes
sliding down
pulling my hair
curling my toes.
i intend to jump and breathe at the same time
i intend to sleep until i wake up
not until i am woken up
i intend to be beautiful, fabulous, talented
i intend to be walking up and down stairs for ten more years, at least.
all that matters is that i sleep
(and i will
but when i wake up
i will still be tired)
all day i go up and down stairs and into and out of classrooms
i go to the third floor, third floor
i go to the first floor
i go to the third floor, third floor
i go to the second floor
i go to the third floor.
all day i walk and sit and listen and scribble like the mad hatter
and in the afternoon i walk into and out of parking lots
into and out of my bedroom
into and out of the kitchen
and still i feel like i never move.
every time i stand up it is to get to a place where i will sit down and scribble
like the mad hatter
mad scribbler
mad mad mad
words on paper.
i never move and i am always tired.
i get up and im tired
walk up and down stairs tired
go home tired
scribble at home tired
go to sleep tired (eventually)
and i get up and im tired.
i am tired of walking up and down stairs and never moving and always being tired.
i am tired of writing my name on my paper
i am tired
of my hips and my arms and my stomach
all feeling the same between my thumb and pointer finger.
i am tired of raising my hand
touching my face
tying my shoes
sliding down
pulling my hair
curling my toes.
i intend to jump and breathe at the same time
i intend to sleep until i wake up
not until i am woken up
i intend to be beautiful, fabulous, talented
i intend to be walking up and down stairs for ten more years, at least.
all that matters is that i sleep
(and i will
but when i wake up
i will still be tired)
17 September 2006
Junior Year
poookokihu8otgdv (8:27:40 PM): still havent started my govt project
Ho Swansea (8:27:45 PM): hahah me neither
Ho Swansea (8:27:52 PM): but guess what happened today
poookokihu8otgdv (8:27:58 PM): what happened?
Ho Swansea (8:28:24 PM): I started crying during the trailer for angels in the outfield at the part where they all flap their arms like wings
poookokihu8otgdv (8:28:34 PM): OMG
Ho Swansea (8:28:42 PM): kjhadashgjhd
poookokihu8otgdv (8:28:45 PM): freaking yesterday i cried during sister act.
Ho Swansea (8:28:49 PM): s,jfhsdkfhskjfh
poookokihu8otgdv (8:29:17 PM): you know, cause the little nun was like, "SERAPHIIIIIM!"
Ho Swansea (8:29:39 PM): aw; ujaslkdja
Ho Swansea (8:29:49 PM): brett cried during the goofy movie
poookokihu8otgdv (8:29:54 PM): aldebskjgbaelbwrklj
Ho Swansea (8:30:22 PM): morgan cried during it's a hard knock life
poookokihu8otgdv (8:30:43 PM): what is our collective damage?
Ho Swansea (8:31:30 PM): I have no idea
Ho Swansea (8:31:32 PM): junior year
poookokihu8otgdv (8:31:43 PM): has got the best of us
Ho Swansea (8:27:45 PM): hahah me neither
Ho Swansea (8:27:52 PM): but guess what happened today
poookokihu8otgdv (8:27:58 PM): what happened?
Ho Swansea (8:28:24 PM): I started crying during the trailer for angels in the outfield at the part where they all flap their arms like wings
poookokihu8otgdv (8:28:34 PM): OMG
Ho Swansea (8:28:42 PM): kjhadashgjhd
poookokihu8otgdv (8:28:45 PM): freaking yesterday i cried during sister act.
Ho Swansea (8:28:49 PM): s,jfhsdkfhskjfh
poookokihu8otgdv (8:29:17 PM): you know, cause the little nun was like, "SERAPHIIIIIM!"
Ho Swansea (8:29:39 PM): aw; ujaslkdja
Ho Swansea (8:29:49 PM): brett cried during the goofy movie
poookokihu8otgdv (8:29:54 PM): aldebskjgbaelbwrklj
Ho Swansea (8:30:22 PM): morgan cried during it's a hard knock life
poookokihu8otgdv (8:30:43 PM): what is our collective damage?
Ho Swansea (8:31:30 PM): I have no idea
Ho Swansea (8:31:32 PM): junior year
poookokihu8otgdv (8:31:43 PM): has got the best of us
13 September 2006
Destruction Part Two: Daytime
eileen and i went back this afternoon. here're the pictures i got.
costumes.
its weird that i remember a garbage can i havent seen in four years.
i hate heavy machinery.
the sky is so pretty.
there were probably 100 little cards with owls.
eileen is amazing.
it can fold a door in half.
eileens are here. i am still really upset. i havent even started my homework. what a piece of work.
costumes.
its weird that i remember a garbage can i havent seen in four years.
i hate heavy machinery.
the sky is so pretty.
there were probably 100 little cards with owls.
eileen is amazing.
it can fold a door in half.
eileens are here. i am still really upset. i havent even started my homework. what a piece of work.
12 September 2006
They Tore Down the Theatre
the lucille ewing childrens theatre. ewings. ct. the theatre.
my theatre.
they tore it down.
in summer 2003 straight line winds knocked an enormous hole in its roof. four months later, they covered the hole with a tarp. it blew off.
three years later, they tore it down. what was once my first home away from home (even before lakeshore, there was the theatre) is now a series of mounds. of dirt and metal. wood, chairs, doors. debris.
i used to spend entire days there. sundays. a morning show, a sack lunch, an afternoon show. i used to spend afternoons there. three afternoons a week almost every week for six years. i played thorin, an egg, the artful dodger, half a copy machine. and what now? a series of piles of dirt and metal.
when they tore it down i was singing. i didnt know. i wasnt there. i was singing in a basement. i should have known to stop. i left and went immediately to the theatre. there was a fence up. i ignored it. trespassing doesnt count when the rubble was your first home away from home. i took pictures. tomorrow ill take more, in the light of day.
the perpetrator, monster, murderer.
children theatre. no s.
horror movie roller coaster: foundations, supports.
a door that used to lead to the reception room. now to the ground.
this chair was always broken, but it was never that broken. i took it.
backstage sink.
the end.
my theatre.
they tore it down.
in summer 2003 straight line winds knocked an enormous hole in its roof. four months later, they covered the hole with a tarp. it blew off.
three years later, they tore it down. what was once my first home away from home (even before lakeshore, there was the theatre) is now a series of mounds. of dirt and metal. wood, chairs, doors. debris.
i used to spend entire days there. sundays. a morning show, a sack lunch, an afternoon show. i used to spend afternoons there. three afternoons a week almost every week for six years. i played thorin, an egg, the artful dodger, half a copy machine. and what now? a series of piles of dirt and metal.
when they tore it down i was singing. i didnt know. i wasnt there. i was singing in a basement. i should have known to stop. i left and went immediately to the theatre. there was a fence up. i ignored it. trespassing doesnt count when the rubble was your first home away from home. i took pictures. tomorrow ill take more, in the light of day.
So hard to move on
Still loving whats gone
They say life carries on
Carries on and on
and on
and on
Still loving whats gone
They say life carries on
Carries on and on
and on
and on
the perpetrator, monster, murderer.
children theatre. no s.
horror movie roller coaster: foundations, supports.
a door that used to lead to the reception room. now to the ground.
this chair was always broken, but it was never that broken. i took it.
backstage sink.
the end.
09 September 2006
God Hates Ryan Masson's Face
but no one else does.
today was the first rehearsal for who is kelly green. and it was really good. it is going to be a good show and has a good cast, all sorts of people i like. andy harper, dunkan, newman, ryan masson, hairston, anna talley (who is at this point not in the show), of course morgan and eileen, kenny, kevon, and lots of OOV people who are cool. this is sounding really boring. im boring. ryan newman dunkan hairston a-tall and i went to hueys and afterwards loitered in the parking lot for a really long time. that sentence needed a lot of commas that it did not have.
ive been sick but im getting better. hooray for sunny d having 130% vitamin c per serving. that is so much vitamin c.
i basically sliced open my thumb trying to cut this really good ciabatta bread that has a very strong crust. it hurt.
im going to go find some chocolate, because i am an addict.
too bad this was really boring.
today was the first rehearsal for who is kelly green. and it was really good. it is going to be a good show and has a good cast, all sorts of people i like. andy harper, dunkan, newman, ryan masson, hairston, anna talley (who is at this point not in the show), of course morgan and eileen, kenny, kevon, and lots of OOV people who are cool. this is sounding really boring. im boring. ryan newman dunkan hairston a-tall and i went to hueys and afterwards loitered in the parking lot for a really long time. that sentence needed a lot of commas that it did not have.
ive been sick but im getting better. hooray for sunny d having 130% vitamin c per serving. that is so much vitamin c.
i basically sliced open my thumb trying to cut this really good ciabatta bread that has a very strong crust. it hurt.
im going to go find some chocolate, because i am an addict.
too bad this was really boring.
06 September 2006
one of the worst things in the world
is the dry heaves. ew. ew. ew. they make me feel gross.
i guess im getting sick. dammit.
i guess im getting sick. dammit.
30 August 2006
I Think I'll Assess My Life Right Now
why not? heres some things:
- i hate that my fingernails always tear when im nowhere near a nail file.
- i want college now. NOW.
- i dont know what dating is like and i imagine all the good parts of it every day and ignore the fact that it has bad parts. i want to have the good parts.
- i remember that i dont like my body literally forty to fifty times a day.
- i think i have restless leg syndrome. like seriously.
- i am not very good at math, i am just okay at math.
- yesterday i wrote DIE DIE DIE on my ankle at the 11th grade assembly because every time mr brown talks i want to DIE DIE DIE.
- i love life but i will love it a lot more when high school gets out of my face.
- i care about my gpa and class rank a whole lot.
- i think projects are useless.
- i love to run really fast and i would love to run really fast really far for hours and hours and then fall down and go to sleep, but i cant.
- going to sleep is probably my number one priority every night.
- i love willifords.
- i love driving and it would be really nice if i could get some insurance sometime soon. i love my green 92 toyota camry.
- the single best moment of 2005 and the worst days of 2005 in my life both occurred at the botanic gardens.
- i dont floss, and i probably will never start. "do you have any idea how hard it is to quit smoking?" "yeah, its as hard as it is to START FLOSSING."
- i have a whole lot of shoes but i only wear about three pairs. four if you count my piggy slippers.
- i frequently pretend im uncomfortable when i dont want boys to know im enjoying their fake joking affection.
- i think nathaniel hawthorne was secretly a woman.
- i really like the way the bottom of my tongue feels.
- i think i appreciate my sense of touch more than most people do.
- i am not going to quit novus until i leave the city, no matter who else quits. i like it.
- "i believe you cant control or choose your sexuality."
- im terrified of failure and being late to class and not being able to pay for college and dancing and never getting married and being caught with a cellphone at school.
- i dont know how to deal with criticism.
- i cant think of anything anyone has ever said to me that makes me feel more confident than when cookies told me north dakota was probably the third best thing he'd ever read.
- i have horrendous posture.
- i probably like you a lot.
28 August 2006
I Make Ridiculous Latin Sentences.
LATIN
Sara Magistrae Lafon SPD. Hodie matri cibum parabam. Cras Cornelia et Matella stilum Marco dabunt. Ego quattuor stilos habeo. Ecce! Luna in caelo videtur! Parare nunc cenam volo. Vale!
ENGLISH
Sara to Ms. Lafon sends heartiest greetings. Today I have prepared food for my mother. Tomorrow Cornelia and Matella will give Marcus a pen. I have four pens. Look! The moon is seen in the sky! I want to prepare dinner now. Later!
(actually, vale means be strong, not later, but its basically like aloha.)
in other news, i now have four classes on the third floor of the annex. yes. i am now in honors precal. double yes. i now no longer have the weight of rhode island upon my shoulders.
KYLE XY SEASON FINALE TONIGHT.
Sara Magistrae Lafon SPD. Hodie matri cibum parabam. Cras Cornelia et Matella stilum Marco dabunt. Ego quattuor stilos habeo. Ecce! Luna in caelo videtur! Parare nunc cenam volo. Vale!
ENGLISH
Sara to Ms. Lafon sends heartiest greetings. Today I have prepared food for my mother. Tomorrow Cornelia and Matella will give Marcus a pen. I have four pens. Look! The moon is seen in the sky! I want to prepare dinner now. Later!
(actually, vale means be strong, not later, but its basically like aloha.)
in other news, i now have four classes on the third floor of the annex. yes. i am now in honors precal. double yes. i now no longer have the weight of rhode island upon my shoulders.
KYLE XY SEASON FINALE TONIGHT.
23 August 2006
A Regression
heres my rotten day, in weird unhappy stream of consciousness type dribblydrabble.
the morning, by third i wanted to scream and red red and i hate not knowing. it put off my whole day, languages, short temper, frustration, jealousy, all day. by 2 i gave up and talked to everyone i could find, help please, ask someone else, so i did and i did and i did. im nervous, im afraid, im inferior. council, principality? why be so tedious? so i go and i ask and i rephrase, and almost nothing, come back tomorrow, probably not. it has nothing to do with you. no no no. so its hot and im running to the bathroom to the only place in this huge brick building with a little door i can close, and im running and its hot and i sit. and i sit and its hot and the water is hot and drip drops off my eyeballs and i have to hold my breath to breathe, to be quiet. so come back tomorrow. now the water is cold and drip drops out of the sink and all over my head, and i have to go home, and im sitting in the car and im home, chocolate, wasting time. i have no willpower or will to do what i need to do. i dont know what i need to do but i know this isnt it. i know if i keep doing what im doing it isnt what i need to be doing. there are too many people and no way to make .04% of someones problem matter because all my problem is is .04% of someone elses problem.
the morning, by third i wanted to scream and red red and i hate not knowing. it put off my whole day, languages, short temper, frustration, jealousy, all day. by 2 i gave up and talked to everyone i could find, help please, ask someone else, so i did and i did and i did. im nervous, im afraid, im inferior. council, principality? why be so tedious? so i go and i ask and i rephrase, and almost nothing, come back tomorrow, probably not. it has nothing to do with you. no no no. so its hot and im running to the bathroom to the only place in this huge brick building with a little door i can close, and im running and its hot and i sit. and i sit and its hot and the water is hot and drip drops off my eyeballs and i have to hold my breath to breathe, to be quiet. so come back tomorrow. now the water is cold and drip drops out of the sink and all over my head, and i have to go home, and im sitting in the car and im home, chocolate, wasting time. i have no willpower or will to do what i need to do. i dont know what i need to do but i know this isnt it. i know if i keep doing what im doing it isnt what i need to be doing. there are too many people and no way to make .04% of someones problem matter because all my problem is is .04% of someone elses problem.
21 August 2006
15 August 2006
I think I'm legally obligated to do this every year.
so yesterday was the first day of school. duh you knew that. but yesterday my schedule was eight types of crazy, so ill do this today. are you ready? are you STEADY?! ARE YOU GO?!
1. homeroom, mr lewis, 3rd floor annex. okay, so, hes sweaty. like really. but anyway, we wont ever have it practically. anna talley, morgan, audrey. you know, the reg. but not derek. darn stuco homeroom.
2. honors german one, mr sturgis, 3rd floor annex. uhm, mostly i joined this class when my schedule was rearranged because the sturge is a hottie. wow, im a terrible person. but actually, i think i might learn some german now that hermmann the germmann is gonne. its a really small class. george williford is in it, but i think its because his schedule is wrong, so thatll probably change. otherwise, just ragan oliver and lots of freshman. and the sturgeon.
3. preAP precalculus, ms halfacre, 1st floor main (T stem). this will almost definitely be my hardest class. i think that math has finally caught up with me, and my years of psh-i-can-do-this in math are over. but ill be okay. a pretty good selection: merce, annebel, and borany at my table, plus chris, evan, and a kid who looks like brian nickol.
4. AP english language and composition, ms wexler, 1st floor main (T stem). its conveniently about three doors down from precal. wexler seems less scary then i first imagined. i predict this class will be a hakuna. matata, that is. no worries, that is. it has merce, alex bransford, and eldridge green.
5. honors latin three, ms lafon, 3rd floor annex. basically im really excited. i mean, we have a quiz tomorrow on declensions. i mean, i know declensions. i mean, im really excited about doing well in latin again. and its the only latin three class, so it has everyone still in latin from part deux: annebel, hattie, moore, shelbizzle, surosree, trey harness, etc. i have officially sat behind annebel in latin since grade eight. and since theres only one AP latin class, ill sit behind her again in AP for a five year run. amazing!
6. AP US history, mr stephenson, 3rd floor annex. mr stephenson is so cool. plus, his name is michael stephenson and my dads name is michael stephens. i told him that and he said "you trying to get more extra credit?" and laughed. AP US is going to be hard but great. im really glad im taking it. eileen, hattie, k.ho, nhat, derek, andrew lu, virginia hine. basically, 9.5 white kids and 14.5 asians and thats it. how exciting to be a minority. i love asians. except not the ones who are above me in class rank. like shawn pan, also in this class. when mr stephenson asked chi what his favorite movie was, chi said, "can i get a different question?" it was hilarious.
7. honors US government, ms sugarmon, 2nd floor main (sr gym end). today in government we wrote sugarmon a letter about ourselves and then divided into "north, south, east, and west personalities." i am so totally not concerned about this class being hard at all. i think it might be a little boring, but thats it. it has lane, eric neimeyer, eldridge, and hannah shaffer. next semester devin will be in my economics class in the portables with coach mcdugle. the treck from 3rd floor annex to portables is going to be LOADS of fun. except not.
well thats all. still no classes with morgan. (besides freshman english i havent had one with her since the sixth grade, and before that not since pre-k. the world is hell-bent on keeping us apart. but it will fail!) i have c lunch with everyone from my latin class plus lilla. so thats pretty good. this year is really looking up. i really hope i catch on in precal. i really hope my life continues to go this well for a while. today i saw nathan and peter for the first time since before summer. it was weird and nice. peter and i had this amazingly ought-to-be-on-film moment when he said "do you have ap physics?" and i said "do you have AP US?" at the same time and then we both said "no" at the same time. it was perfectly on point. it was like that one part in aladdin. "theyre after me! theyre after you?!" we high-fived.
1. homeroom, mr lewis, 3rd floor annex. okay, so, hes sweaty. like really. but anyway, we wont ever have it practically. anna talley, morgan, audrey. you know, the reg. but not derek. darn stuco homeroom.
2. honors german one, mr sturgis, 3rd floor annex. uhm, mostly i joined this class when my schedule was rearranged because the sturge is a hottie. wow, im a terrible person. but actually, i think i might learn some german now that hermmann the germmann is gonne. its a really small class. george williford is in it, but i think its because his schedule is wrong, so thatll probably change. otherwise, just ragan oliver and lots of freshman. and the sturgeon.
3. preAP precalculus, ms halfacre, 1st floor main (T stem). this will almost definitely be my hardest class. i think that math has finally caught up with me, and my years of psh-i-can-do-this in math are over. but ill be okay. a pretty good selection: merce, annebel, and borany at my table, plus chris, evan, and a kid who looks like brian nickol.
4. AP english language and composition, ms wexler, 1st floor main (T stem). its conveniently about three doors down from precal. wexler seems less scary then i first imagined. i predict this class will be a hakuna. matata, that is. no worries, that is. it has merce, alex bransford, and eldridge green.
5. honors latin three, ms lafon, 3rd floor annex. basically im really excited. i mean, we have a quiz tomorrow on declensions. i mean, i know declensions. i mean, im really excited about doing well in latin again. and its the only latin three class, so it has everyone still in latin from part deux: annebel, hattie, moore, shelbizzle, surosree, trey harness, etc. i have officially sat behind annebel in latin since grade eight. and since theres only one AP latin class, ill sit behind her again in AP for a five year run. amazing!
6. AP US history, mr stephenson, 3rd floor annex. mr stephenson is so cool. plus, his name is michael stephenson and my dads name is michael stephens. i told him that and he said "you trying to get more extra credit?" and laughed. AP US is going to be hard but great. im really glad im taking it. eileen, hattie, k.ho, nhat, derek, andrew lu, virginia hine. basically, 9.5 white kids and 14.5 asians and thats it. how exciting to be a minority. i love asians. except not the ones who are above me in class rank. like shawn pan, also in this class. when mr stephenson asked chi what his favorite movie was, chi said, "can i get a different question?" it was hilarious.
7. honors US government, ms sugarmon, 2nd floor main (sr gym end). today in government we wrote sugarmon a letter about ourselves and then divided into "north, south, east, and west personalities." i am so totally not concerned about this class being hard at all. i think it might be a little boring, but thats it. it has lane, eric neimeyer, eldridge, and hannah shaffer. next semester devin will be in my economics class in the portables with coach mcdugle. the treck from 3rd floor annex to portables is going to be LOADS of fun. except not.
well thats all. still no classes with morgan. (besides freshman english i havent had one with her since the sixth grade, and before that not since pre-k. the world is hell-bent on keeping us apart. but it will fail!) i have c lunch with everyone from my latin class plus lilla. so thats pretty good. this year is really looking up. i really hope i catch on in precal. i really hope my life continues to go this well for a while. today i saw nathan and peter for the first time since before summer. it was weird and nice. peter and i had this amazingly ought-to-be-on-film moment when he said "do you have ap physics?" and i said "do you have AP US?" at the same time and then we both said "no" at the same time. it was perfectly on point. it was like that one part in aladdin. "theyre after me! theyre after you?!" we high-fived.
12 August 2006
sometimes i think im on drugs
but then i wake up and it was a dream. like last night.
i was in a group of about ten people, and we were trying to see if there was a sign from above that somethingidontremember had happened/would happen/could happen, and apparently if it was so, there would be a "hot mark" (a burn? i dont know) on the back of someone with green eyes, which was just me and one other girl (it was the girl from camp with the weird style that changes every day), and she didnt have one but i did, and everyone got all nervous (as horses before a thunder storm).
then it cut to what were apparently the repercussions of that last scene, and it was buzz lightyear and woody climbing around this elaborate rectangular prism of what looked like the 3d pipes screensaver that comes with computers, and they were looking for something, but then someone hit a big red button, and the pipes turned into like a gazillion little rectangular white tiles, and woody and buzz were trapped inside! it was like they were part of the tiles. but buzz broke through the tiles with his tile head and the whole apparatus exploded and buzz and woody were floating around in this great expanse of blue with all this broken tile, and then woody spotted what they were looking for and started sort of swimming through the air toward it, but by the time he got there he was me and buzz was rider strong and there was someone else there too and we all had on scuba suits looking for this thing that i had just found, which turned out to be one red and one orange starburst.
so rider strong was trying to convince me that i shouldnt let this other guy who was there know i found the starbursts because he would take them and use them for evil. and it was all very gloomy and dramatic. so i hid the starbursts in my scuba suit and got out of the very large pool with the very dark water, and there were picnic tables with all the people from the beginning of the dream. then rider strong and the other guy got into this epic water battle. i dont know who won.
THEN suddenly i was at lakeshore on the couch thats in the library (only it was in the sunroom) with amelia and someone i dont know who goes to white station and someone else, and we were watching all of this happen on a really big tv. it was very intense, but suddenly it ended and it was apparently an episode of spongebob. and i fell off the couch and white station boy said to me, "why do they always play the intense and depressing episodes while we're here?" and i said, "i was just about to ask you exactly that." so he left and i told amelia we should go to sleep because we had to get up for breakfast.
and that was the end.
(questions? comments? analysis anyone?)
i was in a group of about ten people, and we were trying to see if there was a sign from above that somethingidontremember had happened/would happen/could happen, and apparently if it was so, there would be a "hot mark" (a burn? i dont know) on the back of someone with green eyes, which was just me and one other girl (it was the girl from camp with the weird style that changes every day), and she didnt have one but i did, and everyone got all nervous (as horses before a thunder storm).
then it cut to what were apparently the repercussions of that last scene, and it was buzz lightyear and woody climbing around this elaborate rectangular prism of what looked like the 3d pipes screensaver that comes with computers, and they were looking for something, but then someone hit a big red button, and the pipes turned into like a gazillion little rectangular white tiles, and woody and buzz were trapped inside! it was like they were part of the tiles. but buzz broke through the tiles with his tile head and the whole apparatus exploded and buzz and woody were floating around in this great expanse of blue with all this broken tile, and then woody spotted what they were looking for and started sort of swimming through the air toward it, but by the time he got there he was me and buzz was rider strong and there was someone else there too and we all had on scuba suits looking for this thing that i had just found, which turned out to be one red and one orange starburst.
so rider strong was trying to convince me that i shouldnt let this other guy who was there know i found the starbursts because he would take them and use them for evil. and it was all very gloomy and dramatic. so i hid the starbursts in my scuba suit and got out of the very large pool with the very dark water, and there were picnic tables with all the people from the beginning of the dream. then rider strong and the other guy got into this epic water battle. i dont know who won.
THEN suddenly i was at lakeshore on the couch thats in the library (only it was in the sunroom) with amelia and someone i dont know who goes to white station and someone else, and we were watching all of this happen on a really big tv. it was very intense, but suddenly it ended and it was apparently an episode of spongebob. and i fell off the couch and white station boy said to me, "why do they always play the intense and depressing episodes while we're here?" and i said, "i was just about to ask you exactly that." so he left and i told amelia we should go to sleep because we had to get up for breakfast.
and that was the end.
(questions? comments? analysis anyone?)
10 August 2006
09 August 2006
05 August 2006
ITS DONE. OVER. FOREVER.
ladies and gentlemen, i am now unemployed. and unlike in the case of, say, malachy mccourt, in my case, this is a good thing. i will miss the money, but i have saved almost 600 dollars since november, so i think ill be okay. thats 12 bucks a week for the next year. approximately. and i will not miss having no saturdays. i MISS SATURDAYS. im really happy.
in other news since whenever, i bought all my school supplies today. pens, pencils, dry erase markers, paper, graph paper, folders, graphing calculator, organizer, etc. all i have left are binders (because they were too expensive at office depot even without tax) and my traditional annual PhD pencil. so hopefully tomorrow ill get to officemax for those. [UPDATE 7Aug06: binders check. pencil check.]
and let me tell you. as of right now, there are eight days and about two hours of summer left. i have that much time to do the following: (i am comforted by lists)
in other news since whenever, i bought all my school supplies today. pens, pencils, dry erase markers, paper, graph paper, folders, graphing calculator, organizer, etc. all i have left are binders (because they were too expensive at office depot even without tax) and my traditional annual PhD pencil. so hopefully tomorrow ill get to officemax for those. [UPDATE 7Aug06: binders check. pencil check.]
and let me tell you. as of right now, there are eight days and about two hours of summer left. i have that much time to do the following: (i am comforted by lists)
- preAP precal summer work. annebel and i started yesterday but, because we dont know how to work a graphing calculator, spent an hour and a half on the first problem and did not get done. but we're doing better now, and we're going to finish tomorrow, even if i have to call lauren huddleston and make her come over and help us. [UPDATE 6Aug06: done. basically.]
- finish hiroshima. i started it today and plan to get halfway through tonight. its only about 150 pages so i should finish tomorrow or monday. [UPDATE 8Aug06: done.]
- write an essay about hiroshima. that wont be very hard. two pages, ill do it monday. [UPDATE 8Aug06: done]
- write five essays/notes about the grapes of wrath. ill do two of them on monday and three on tuesday. see? i have a plan.
- write eight essays about the awakening. this scares me the most because i hated the awakening and i feel like nothing happened and the essays are boring. but ill do three on wednesday and three on thursday and two on friday.
this is the worst case scenario. mom thinks i can be done by tuesday but i dont have faith in myself. we'll see. by friday at the latest, according to plan, ill be done. and ill have the last weekend of summer to spend with anyone else who managed to finish their summer work with a weekend left. and saturday night at say about six which is when i would normally go to work, morgan and eileen, lets get calzones.
THE PAIRRRERRR OF THREE!
i believe in us.
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