Anywho, greetings!
I think I'm in a hole. With block scheduling the teachers are having to cram all of the important sections of our textbooks into these last three weeks. My grades aren't where I want them to be, and no matter how hard I work, my grades hardly go up.
For example, I got a 200 out of 200 on my research paper for World History, despite the fact that Mrs. Villemez is an incredibly tough grader, and it raised my 86.3 to an 86.8.
That's CRAP!
The same thing happened to me in Physics after I got a 100 on the Test. I feel like I can't do anything anymore, so I tried to talk my mom into being happy with my grades, seeing as I've been working incredibly hard, but she says that she won't settle for anything less than what she knows I can do.
I'm thankful that you believe in me so much, Mom, but that's a lot of pressure.
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Project in Physics. I'm gonna do all the extra credit I can, but Coach Lewis tends to forget about Extra Credit and totally ignore my effort to do more than expected.
That's CRAP!
The same thing happened to me in Physics after I got a 100 on the Test. I feel like I can't do anything anymore, so I tried to talk my mom into being happy with my grades, seeing as I've been working incredibly hard, but she says that she won't settle for anything less than what she knows I can do.
I'm thankful that you believe in me so much, Mom, but that's a lot of pressure.
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Project in Physics. I'm gonna do all the extra credit I can, but Coach Lewis tends to forget about Extra Credit and totally ignore my effort to do more than expected.
A lot of stuff for Lit. The mythology one is really difficult, actually. Laws of Life should be simple, seeing as it's a writing assignment. I never get lower than A's on those. Besides, it's about tolerance. What an easy topic.
Hehehe, during class John Lewis asked me what tolerance was. I'm just glad that he asked.
Do I radiate smart waves? Even in Physics when we're in groups people are all like, "Ooohhh, I wanna be with the smart people!" *cling to Beth and I*
Most of the people in that class are druggies. No, seriously, and Coach Lewis allows it.
Then, I have a portfolio project for History. Figures. Mrs. Villemez would never allow us to have a free night of no homework. Psssshhh.
Hehehe, during class John Lewis asked me what tolerance was. I'm just glad that he asked.
Do I radiate smart waves? Even in Physics when we're in groups people are all like, "Ooohhh, I wanna be with the smart people!" *cling to Beth and I*
Most of the people in that class are druggies. No, seriously, and Coach Lewis allows it.
Then, I have a portfolio project for History. Figures. Mrs. Villemez would never allow us to have a free night of no homework. Psssshhh.
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What a busy day. I loved it.
First period: played with the band until the end of the ceremony. Too bad there's something pretty wrong with my clarinet. Gotta find out what it is...
Second period: went to the practice gym and danced. It was fun because all of the guys from my class came up to me and were like, "Hey! I got dibs on Bianka!" We just ended up switching partners every so often. I even danced with Jacob Scott, but he was just way too tall for it to really work. Mike Lyjack was okay, though. He spun me fast, which was fun!
Second period: went to the practice gym and danced. It was fun because all of the guys from my class came up to me and were like, "Hey! I got dibs on Bianka!" We just ended up switching partners every so often. I even danced with Jacob Scott, but he was just way too tall for it to really work. Mike Lyjack was okay, though. He spun me fast, which was fun!
Third period: went to lunch. I tried to show off my cute little origami animals and shapes, but only Emily listened. Michelle would reply like, "Woo!" but it would usually be to something completely different. 'Twas funny.
After that, Jessica and I went to the library and did origami. I didn't think that it would be that busy, but I really enjoyed having so many people to help. I felt so important. Sure, we ended up doing cranes every lunch period and David was pretty much a slothlike moron, but we can always find the negatives in things, right? Let's put some effort into the recounting of our lives and find the good=)
(By the way, I wasn't trying to pinpoint anyone there. On the contrary, I'm just trying to say something that I've always thought.)
Fourth period: World History. I got my research paper back, got complimented on it being "a beautiful paper," had to take notes, and then watched a movie about World War I. Fun.
After that, Jessica and I went to the library and did origami. I didn't think that it would be that busy, but I really enjoyed having so many people to help. I felt so important. Sure, we ended up doing cranes every lunch period and David was pretty much a slothlike moron, but we can always find the negatives in things, right? Let's put some effort into the recounting of our lives and find the good=)
(By the way, I wasn't trying to pinpoint anyone there. On the contrary, I'm just trying to say something that I've always thought.)
Fourth period: World History. I got my research paper back, got complimented on it being "a beautiful paper," had to take notes, and then watched a movie about World War I. Fun.
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Sheez. My computer is so slow that it takes a while to respond to my typing. Well, okay, I guess I type kinda fast, but that's still sad.
I have a sudden, straaaaange craving to fold a crane. I'll be dreaming in origami shapes tonight.
I have a sudden, straaaaange craving to fold a crane. I'll be dreaming in origami shapes tonight.
Though it's not like that you care, my trip plans have been pretty much finalized.
DECEMBER 17TH: Get off from school. Go home and clean.
DECEMBER 18TH-20TH: Do all work that's due at the beginning of the following semester.
DECEMBER 21ST: Pack.
DECEMBER 22ND: (noon) Go out on the road. Dad drives, I'm in the passenger seat, and everyone else sleeps. My job is to keep the driver awake. I'm forced to talk throughout the entiiiiire trip. ALL OF IT.
DECEMBER 23RD: (3 in the morning) stop at Abilene. Stay the night, maybe, and head off again at 7 or 8. Then, at around 1 or 2 in the afternoon, we arrive in Juárez.
Staying...staying...staying...until January 1st. Then, we're on the road again. We get home the following day, leaving me ONE day to rest until school starts up again.
Yeah. Sucks, eh?
DECEMBER 17TH: Get off from school. Go home and clean.
DECEMBER 18TH-20TH: Do all work that's due at the beginning of the following semester.
DECEMBER 21ST: Pack.
DECEMBER 22ND: (noon) Go out on the road. Dad drives, I'm in the passenger seat, and everyone else sleeps. My job is to keep the driver awake. I'm forced to talk throughout the entiiiiire trip. ALL OF IT.
DECEMBER 23RD: (3 in the morning) stop at Abilene. Stay the night, maybe, and head off again at 7 or 8. Then, at around 1 or 2 in the afternoon, we arrive in Juárez.
Staying...staying...staying...until January 1st. Then, we're on the road again. We get home the following day, leaving me ONE day to rest until school starts up again.
Yeah. Sucks, eh?
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Merrick and I talk on AIM now, and it's always pretty funny. We're always insulting each other's racial background. It goes mostly like this:
StarlitFlash: Heey, you obese American!
StarlitFlash: =)
Mudflap Carl: hey you greasy vato!
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StarlitFlash: Just argued with my mom because of how my face looked when she talked to me, but oh well.
Mudflap Carl: er. i don't like how your face looks either, but i don't yell at you for it
StarlitFlash: lol, how kind.
Mudflap Carl: well..i meant i LOVE how it looks
StarlitFlash: Hehe, sure.
StarlitFlash: *cough* Backstabbing American *cough*
Mudflap Carl: *cough* job-stealing mexican *cough*
StarlitFlash: *cough* uncultured sex-addict American*
Mudflap Carl: *over-compensating for crummy culture of beans and tacos*
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Mudflap Carl: hey brb
StarlitFlash: Okey dokey.
Mudflap Carl: ok back
StarlitFlash: That was a quick pee.
Mudflap Carl: it wasn't a pee lol
Mudflap Carl: i went to go find some tylenol
StarlitFlash: Oh, I should've know, Americans and their drugs. They're all drug addicts.
StarlitFlash: known*
Mudflap Carl: yeah and all mexicans a named julio saint lopez
Mudflap Carl: **are
StarlitFlash: Or Juan Perez.
StarlitFlash: Or Ruben Martinez.
StarlitFlash: I know soooo many of those.
Mudflap Carl: haha
Mudflap Carl: that's okay. all americans are named bill
StarlitFlash: And John.
Mudflap Carl: and matt
StarlitFlash: And Ryan.
Mudflap Carl: and chris
Mudflap Carl: and...i don't know. that's it.
StarlitFlash: All girls are named Brittany.
Mudflap Carl: and tiffany
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Mudflap Carl: brb again
StarlitFlash: 'Kay.
Mudflap Carl: and back again
StarlitFlash: More drugs?
Mudflap Carl: well every time i go to get some out of the bathroom, someone's in there
StarlitFlash: I'd slam into the door to scare the crap out of whoever's in there. They tend to come out of the bathroom quicker that way.
Mudflap Carl: haha
StarlitFlash: Did you do it?
Mudflap Carl: no, i'm just waiting for jimmie to get out
Mudflap Carl: cause every time i think he's out and i'm ready to go, he goes back in
StarlitFlash: Ohoho, he has the trots.
Mudflap Carl: lol
Mudflap Carl: that's such a cute way of putting it
StarlitFlash: It sounds Irish to me.
Mudflap Carl: but success! drugs! or for you, drogas!
StarlitFlash: I'm more of a cough drop person.
StarlitFlash: Remember my obsession in eighth grade?
Mudflap Carl: omg yes
Mudflap Carl: you were like...the colombian drug lord...except you were mexican and not as cool or suave
StarlitFlash: lol
StarlitFlash: I'm not as bad anymore.
Mudflap Carl: suure
StarlitFlash: My mom rations me only so many now.
Mudflap Carl: haha
Mudflap Carl: i'm obsessive with chapstick
StarlitFlash: Chapstick?
Mudflap Carl: yeah
Mudflap Carl: i put it on all the time
StarlitFlash: Whoa.
StarlitFlash: Freak.
Mudflap Carl: at least i'm not a drug lord
StarlitFlash: (says the cough-drop-obsessed Mexican).
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Mudflap Carl: hey miss mexi, i'm gonna get outta here
StarlitFlash: Sleepy?
Mudflap Carl: yeah quite
Mudflap Carl: and i gotta get up early tomorrow to babysit :-\
StarlitFlash: Ouuu.
StarlitFlash: Well, good luck.
StarlitFlash: Don't eat anyone.
Mudflap Carl: i'll try
Mudflap Carl: or at least save some for you
Mudflap Carl: maybe you can dice em up and put em in a taco
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Mudflap Carl: okay i really gtg now
StarlitFlash: Okay.
StarlitFlash: 'Nighty night!
Mudflap Carl: night miss mexico (like miss united states--except less blonde)
StarlitFlash: 'Night Miss United States (like Miss Mexico--except with less teeth)
Mudflap Carl: haha
Mudflap Carl: i love mexicans. realy. if they didn't infiltrate our country like termites, that is.
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And she left right after that comment. Ohoho, good one. I'll get you back, though...
But, while I have the oppourtunity, I'd like to point out the fact that Americans illegally migrate into Mexico every day without papers and live there--exploiting the legal system and economy. Mexicans never rub it in American people's faces, though, because they know that their people do the same thing. Americans should have the same courtesy, though that word is almost inappropriate.
But whatever.
StarlitFlash: =)
Mudflap Carl: hey you greasy vato!
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StarlitFlash: Just argued with my mom because of how my face looked when she talked to me, but oh well.
Mudflap Carl: er. i don't like how your face looks either, but i don't yell at you for it
StarlitFlash: lol, how kind.
Mudflap Carl: well..i meant i LOVE how it looks
StarlitFlash: Hehe, sure.
StarlitFlash: *cough* Backstabbing American *cough*
Mudflap Carl: *cough* job-stealing mexican *cough*
StarlitFlash: *cough* uncultured sex-addict American*
Mudflap Carl: *over-compensating for crummy culture of beans and tacos*
.
Mudflap Carl: hey brb
StarlitFlash: Okey dokey.
Mudflap Carl: ok back
StarlitFlash: That was a quick pee.
Mudflap Carl: it wasn't a pee lol
Mudflap Carl: i went to go find some tylenol
StarlitFlash: Oh, I should've know, Americans and their drugs. They're all drug addicts.
StarlitFlash: known*
Mudflap Carl: yeah and all mexicans a named julio saint lopez
Mudflap Carl: **are
StarlitFlash: Or Juan Perez.
StarlitFlash: Or Ruben Martinez.
StarlitFlash: I know soooo many of those.
Mudflap Carl: haha
Mudflap Carl: that's okay. all americans are named bill
StarlitFlash: And John.
Mudflap Carl: and matt
StarlitFlash: And Ryan.
Mudflap Carl: and chris
Mudflap Carl: and...i don't know. that's it.
StarlitFlash: All girls are named Brittany.
Mudflap Carl: and tiffany
.
Mudflap Carl: brb again
StarlitFlash: 'Kay.
Mudflap Carl: and back again
StarlitFlash: More drugs?
Mudflap Carl: well every time i go to get some out of the bathroom, someone's in there
StarlitFlash: I'd slam into the door to scare the crap out of whoever's in there. They tend to come out of the bathroom quicker that way.
Mudflap Carl: haha
StarlitFlash: Did you do it?
Mudflap Carl: no, i'm just waiting for jimmie to get out
Mudflap Carl: cause every time i think he's out and i'm ready to go, he goes back in
StarlitFlash: Ohoho, he has the trots.
Mudflap Carl: lol
Mudflap Carl: that's such a cute way of putting it
StarlitFlash: It sounds Irish to me.
Mudflap Carl: but success! drugs! or for you, drogas!
StarlitFlash: I'm more of a cough drop person.
StarlitFlash: Remember my obsession in eighth grade?
Mudflap Carl: omg yes
Mudflap Carl: you were like...the colombian drug lord...except you were mexican and not as cool or suave
StarlitFlash: lol
StarlitFlash: I'm not as bad anymore.
Mudflap Carl: suure
StarlitFlash: My mom rations me only so many now.
Mudflap Carl: haha
Mudflap Carl: i'm obsessive with chapstick
StarlitFlash: Chapstick?
Mudflap Carl: yeah
Mudflap Carl: i put it on all the time
StarlitFlash: Whoa.
StarlitFlash: Freak.
Mudflap Carl: at least i'm not a drug lord
StarlitFlash: (says the cough-drop-obsessed Mexican).
.
Mudflap Carl: hey miss mexi, i'm gonna get outta here
StarlitFlash: Sleepy?
Mudflap Carl: yeah quite
Mudflap Carl: and i gotta get up early tomorrow to babysit :-\
StarlitFlash: Ouuu.
StarlitFlash: Well, good luck.
StarlitFlash: Don't eat anyone.
Mudflap Carl: i'll try
Mudflap Carl: or at least save some for you
Mudflap Carl: maybe you can dice em up and put em in a taco
.
Mudflap Carl: okay i really gtg now
StarlitFlash: Okay.
StarlitFlash: 'Nighty night!
Mudflap Carl: night miss mexico (like miss united states--except less blonde)
StarlitFlash: 'Night Miss United States (like Miss Mexico--except with less teeth)
Mudflap Carl: haha
Mudflap Carl: i love mexicans. realy. if they didn't infiltrate our country like termites, that is.
.
And she left right after that comment. Ohoho, good one. I'll get you back, though...
But, while I have the oppourtunity, I'd like to point out the fact that Americans illegally migrate into Mexico every day without papers and live there--exploiting the legal system and economy. Mexicans never rub it in American people's faces, though, because they know that their people do the same thing. Americans should have the same courtesy, though that word is almost inappropriate.
But whatever.
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Okay. That's enough. I knew that this entry wouldn't be long at all. Hope you enjoyed it, at least. 'Nighty night and the sweetest of dreams.
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Comment and/or write in my tagboard. Why? Because my pet cow, Hamburger, commands you to do so=)
Let me be...
In your heart.
Current Quote: "Of course, you only live one life, and you make all your mistakes, and learn what not to do, and that's the end of you."--Surely You're Joking, Mr. Feynman by Richard P. Feynman. Page 255; paragraph 2; lines 7-9.
Current Mood: Mexican. (Yeah, that works).
Current Music: Phantom Skyline by Initial D
