Days of My Life

Refer back to "Always Cut Short", November 21st. What I said did indeed bite me back in the whatchamacallit. I got that C on the MATH quiz. See? Such adversity I have.

Teardrops on my guitar I mean... raindrops on the ground :) It's actually raining! Well, it shouldn't be such a seeming surprise, since it is November. Or...you know what? TODAY IS THE LAST DAY OF NOVEMBER! ALREADY! Tomorrow is DECEMBER 1st!! I love December. And May. Mild cheddar cheese is good. Nothing much to account for today... I got 7 out of 10 on yesterday's math quiz. It was originally a 6, but then I went and inquired about the problem I supposedly got wrong, and I got my point back. Gosh, I hate that stupid...ARGH. So gay. Now instead of being 0.7 percent away from an A, I am 2.4 percent away! It's so maddening! Tonight is actually a FREE FRIDAY NIGHT for me! There's no workshop to study, I mean, cram , for tomorrow. But I should still do some work... Pft. Yeah, right. Gossip Girl on cwtv.com tomorrow. Yay. That's all on my mind at this moment.

to cry. Today was a really good day, even better than yesterday. But for some unbeknownst reason, I felt like crying a while ago. Not now, but yeah. Today was fun. I stayed after for Deca (not a surprise there) and then went to Burger King with some amigos . It was a complete disaster . Really, it was a disaster . First, someone hit someone who was holding a soda without a lid and that soda spilled on me and all over the table and floor. After that, I was playing with sauce and stuff, and I lost control of the container and it just literally slipped out of my fingers and spilled onto, again, my sweater and the table. Then the former someone tried to help me wipe it off and then got a whole bunch on himself! And again thereafter! That table was a mess like no other. But I had fun. Battle of the Bands is...going on right now. It actually started about ten minutes ago. I wanted to stay and watch it, but then I wouldn't have had a way home. It seems very interesting, though. And Chan

I actually feel...near giddy , for once. I haven't felt "giddy" since...before high school began! I don't even know the reason for my state of whatever, but whatever. It's all good. There is a math quiz tomorrow...And I have to study four lessons and actually try to understand and absorb all of it so that I can do well on the prueba tomorrow.That's what I get for not paying attention in class. But yeah, another episode of attempted studying tonight, airing at 7:00 p.m. Pacific Standard Time. Or hopefully, earlier. I could be really good at math, if only I wanted to be. I'm really good at memorizing numbers (i.e. library cards, license plates, phones, credit cards...). If only I applied that skill to formulas and such, I would ROCK MATH. So my mother says and I realize. It was so windy today! And somewhat chilly, but I don't mind the latter. Um...hmm. Wow, would you look at that? It's four o' clock already. Two minutes past, actually. I did ha

I really despise insurance companies and their comrades, armed with their hooligan-nonchalant-about-other-people's-well-being-ness. So today, I found out that Deca actually drops one's grade point average! What the heck, man?! I mean, it makes sense , but it just ain't right . We work out butts off, and what do we get? A LOWER GRADE POINT?! Huh? Injustice, I tell you. Injustice. I would like to finish reading Sixteen already...But I still have to catch up on math homework. There are so many problems I have to (figure out how to) do. And there's a quiz on Thursday... Fabulous. I really suck at math. I really, truly do. I used to be good at it...in elementary school. Heck, it was even my favorite subject (next to spelling/vocabulary) back in that decade! How things change... From time to time, I get myself to thinking that I'm... afraid . Of math? I don't know. All I know is, I'm mathematically challenged . Although, I also know that I could truly improve i

Huh. I was just reading what I posted below, and a sudden realization came to me. It's dysfunctional . Hahaha. But malfunctional 's still good :)

What's it like in Texas city? I have a ton of math homework to catch up on...and I have to read some boring crap for history. Unfortunately, more anxiety was put upon me today because I now bear the knowledge of my grades in my most important classes (only one of which I really like). For all of those three classes, I am so close to an A. But it's only a B+. Well, for chemistry it's an 86.66666etc, but I could have easily gotten an A by now if I had only studied harder for last week's exam. Which, I suppose, I'm happy about, because I didn't fail although I had really expected to. I missed an A by one point! Yet again, so close, yet so frustratingly far . I hate that. It really frustrates me, knowing that I'm almost there, but I keep fluctuating back and forth, back and back, forth, back... And I cannot believe I have an 89.8% for history. That is so lame! Even though he said it's an A in his class, it's not an A for me. It's still a freaking B

am I. I'm hungry. I have to read a whole freaking (summary of a) long play and another shorter play and do a persuasive essay on drama. Gee, if only the assignment was pertaining to real-life "drama" , I could pour my words out and be done before dinner. Or maybe I'll never finish. Nonetheless, it'd be better than writing about two plays that I have no desire whatsoever to read. It's not even for me, which lessens my interest in reading and writing about them. I spent a whole half an hour on the phone explaining an assignment to a friend. What a good person I am. I was supposed to be practicing piano, too. Geez, I hate how I'm so..." helpful " or whatever to others, but not so much to myself. If that didn't make sense to you, then whatever. Really, I need to allocate my time better. I really, really do. But I never do. My back hurts again; I'm sleepy. I want to read, and I want to write. But not the aforementioned plays. I want to read my

and everything that I knew... I still haven't finished all, or actually, any of my homework yet. Gee, I'm such a great... goal accomplisher. Yesterday, Black Friday, involved a whole lot of long lines and a whole lot of...cars. Parking lot for the latter, I mean. It was okay, I suppose. Besides the fact that a whole lot of dinero was spent on clothes we probably won't even get to finish beginning to wear, seeing as how winter only lasts two to three months, but probably more around two, because it's not that cold here in the City of Angels. Or whatever. I'm being discursive again. I can't believe next Saturday is December 1st already! I feel like November hasn't even begun yet! October was...probably the longest month, I think. The time always just passes by too quickly. Although, I might have mentioned one too many times before here, time always goes by at the same speed (or sometimes, lack thereof, it seems). It's a matter of what we do and how we f

need to know how badly they sing. I hear some of my neighbors kareoke-ing the song "I Can't Help Falling in Love With You" by the A*Teens very horribly. Actually, the girl's voice sounds okay... But when she and the male sing together... WOW. Yes, it ended! Okay, never mind. New song now. Oh well. HAPPY THANKSGIVING. One of my friends said that there's no point in Thanksgiving, because who is there to give thanks to? Well, I think that every day should be Thanksgiving, but then that would make it simply thanksgiving and not Thanksgiving. I mean, really. We ought to be thankful for everything we already have everyday, ought we not? Why is it only one day of the year that we "celebrate?" And what is it we celebrate, anyway? Do people even give thanks on this one day of the year? On the other hand, at least there's not no day that "thanks" isn't "given." And what's the deal with turkey , anyway? Why turkey, of all the meats

There are many times when I simply dislike that some things are cut short: the best conversations, time with the best people, adventures... sometimes even school! Although, time always passes by at the same pace. I guess when you're having a good time, it tends to pass by more rapidly than when you're not. I actually had time and effort to ponder something about half an hour ago. I have come to not conclude, but form an opinion about fairness . How often have we all heard that life isn't fair? Well, I was thinking, maybe it is. Things just are the way we make them, and even if nothing seemed fair, we have ourselves to blame for that. We could certainly change what isn't fair, for most cases, anyway. Which also leads me to say, again, that people waste too much time complaining. I mean, really. Especially when they complain that they don't have enough time to do something. Come on! You're dumping away your time by doing that! Geez. And it also irritates me that

Today was somewhat cold... So the history test was postponed to Wednesday, since lots of people were complaining like wimps about having two exams on one day. Sheesh, just get with the program, why don't they? Suck it up. Teachers in college aren't going to postpone exams just because their students have other exams on the same day. It's called preparation , people. Get with it. Anyway, there's only a chemistry exam tomorrow. I admit that I did not know anything at all. Literally. For the past five weeks or so, I have just been sitting in class, half-asleep about half the time, just copying the notes but not knowing what I am writing. Heck, I haven't even studied until about 4:30 prime meridian today. But after after-school review with the teacher, I felt SO GOOD, because, well, I actually paid attention. Now I need to review the review and study the other lessons from the book. Speaking of tests, we got our math test from last week back today. I missed an A by ONE

Episode 8 was EXCELLENT! I hope Jenny and Nate don't get together... As much as I like Jenny, I deem her a Nate-stealer. I love her brother, though! And Nate. Gossip Girl , okay?

always gives me a feeling of satisfaction. No matter how crappy I feel, I'm always better after a writing spree. Not that I felt crappy today. I'm just saying. I am officially sick. Great job, Wendy. Yeah, I was talking to myself there. So, this makes me wonder: What's the point of flu shots, again? I get one every year, yet I still get sick at least once a year, and that's usually in November, after almost everybody else gets sick and well. After my sister contaminates everything at home. And here I thought flu shots are supposed to prevent you from getting sick. Gee-whiz. What a rip of twenty-five bucks. So, I have two exams on Tuesday... Chemistry and European History. I should study history now and chem tomorrow... Or start chem...Or whatever. Geez, I don't want to think about it. I really hope I do well on both, though. Good thing we don't have a math test too that day. There is an English grammar test tomorrow. I LOVE grammar. Or, as my eighth grade Eng

I'm gonna break through I'm gonna have some fun, That's what I'm gonna do. So, it's been how long? Gee. It's a beautiful Sunday afternoon. The sun isn't shining, but it isn't raining, either. It's bright cloudy and cool, with minimal winds. Currently about 65 degrees. Well, it's a beautiful day for me. My braces are going to be removed soon! The process actually started today, so by December 9, they'll be gone. But then again, I wouldn't mind having them for a couple more months, but oh well. Yesterday, I watched episode 7 of Gossip Girl . It was so good! I LOVE THAT SHOW! Like I've said numerous times before. It's just something that I haven't gotten sick of saying yet. It's such a good show! But I've read some comments about the show, and lots of people who read or have read the books (strongly) dislike the show, because nothing goes accordingly. Some of them actually hate the show! Clearly, I haven't read any o

Give me a name, Give me a story Give me what you think, Give me all you've got Identity, Identify me Judgement, Judge me Whatever, wherever Let me simply be Be more than your judgement of my identity. I am SO SORE today. In PE, we actually played a good basketball game (and got an A). Afterward, I was actually perspiring. Then later on in the afternoon, I played some more basketball, then some volleyball, which completely sored up my arms. Now my back hurts even more than it did two days ago. And my legs are all cramped up. I need to seek physical therapy, haha. Monday, we start volleyball for PE. And just when basketball was getting good. Geez, the way things turn out. I actually learned how to shoot...or, well, score , a basket today! It was so cool! It really works-- most of the time. Awesome :) And I made two shots from the half-court line today. Another "awesome." Ow, my back hurts. I love Gossip Girl . If I haven't emphasized that enough already. Speaking of emp