SPANISH: Boring. Too easy. I'm learning some words every now and then. I don't really regret not moving up to AP Spanish, though. Learning slowly helps in memorization.

There's such a hot Asian in that class... Too bad he's kind of, well, dense. Like, "Durrrr" dense. Ick.

BAND: Folk Dances has become easy while Marche Slave has become hard again. I should practice, but I didn't think that I'd have enough time to. Shows my estimation skills.

The class is fun, despite the fact that Mr. Esserwein always talks about Marching Band for a while. Hey, it kills time AND prevents my cheeks from hurting like crap. Yay!

WORLD HISTORY: Mrs. Villemez is cool now. I like her. Her class, though incredibly boring, isn't as dreadful as before. Unfortunately, she assigns WAY too much work. I don't live for you, woman.

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After school I had to research Leah and Sarah for the Hebrew Project in Lit, write a mini-children's version of the story of Jacob and Esau, and then draw a cutesy picture to go with it.

And that would have to be the WORST possible time for my printer to go kaput.

So it did.

The stupid printer kept on getting jammed with paper. It wasn't until 8:45PM that it FINALLY started to work correctly. I was up until 10:20PM doing work and listening to my Hoobastank CD.

WEDNESDAY. SEPTEMBER 29TH, 2004:

Boring, boring day. I'm still bored.

The EggLander Project due date got moved back a week, so now I have a whooole bunch of stuff due on Thursday, October 7th. I also have a Cultural Diversity meeting that day.

*puts gun in mouth*

Trigger, anyone?

Weird. I don't really remember much else of the beginning of the day.

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My parents didn't know that I'd be going to Homecoming. It wasn't until I asked my mom what dress I should wear that she realized it. Now I don't know if my friends can come over after the party to get ready. Arggg.

I wonder what I'll wear...

IF my dad lets me go.

Party on Saturday at Bells Ferry Park. Be there.

Liz said that she can't go. Merrick probably can't go because she's grounded for an infinite amount of years. I haven't been able to contact Candace. I haven't seen Andy or Chris around to give them the invitation. I could just tell them online...but why am I so timid only online? That doesn't make sense.

I hate pop-ups that come up RIGHT in the middle of a page. No, wait. I just hate pop-ups.

Awww, my baby birdies are so chunky! I want to squish them! Squish 'em, squish 'em, squish 'eeeemmm!

Mrs. Mezzanotte said that we could only get an A on the 2nd part of that Bible Essay if we could "wow" her. I "wow"ed her last year with a piece of writing that wasn't nearly my best work. Should I try again? Or maybe I won't do so well, seeing as I didn't really write much last summer. What's YOUR opinion?

I'm all out. Tell me if I forgot anything. Don't forget to comment! If you do, then write in my tagboard!

Let me be...

Your hope.

~Bianka

Current Quote: "What are preservatives?"

"Preservatives are the things stuck in food to make them outlast the nuclear holocaust."--Mrs. Villemez.

Current Mood: Zealous.

Current Music: La Paga by Juanes.