Days of My Life

Welcome one, welcome all! With absolute, great pleasure, I present to you... Never mind. I think that I've found a new source of happiness. And no, it is not drugs or anything illicitly-related. And I've got to say, it's almost amazing. The source, I mean. Anyway, today was so stupid hot! In sixth period, I was just standing there, not really doing much, and yet it was still hot! Granted, I was standing under direct sunlight. Oh, gosh. What will summer be like this year? Crazy mood swings: hurricanes, thunderstorms, heat waves... Not only have the people gone crazy, so has the weather! Agh. Wonderful, wonderful. The Lakers lost yesterday. By like, ten points. There was one inspiring event, though. One of the players from the Celtics got injured quite badly, seemingly, but then he came back and was ON FIRE! What a morale-killer for the Lakers. I mean, I still wanted LA to win, but hey, you gotta be realistic. So today is Friday. The SAT II is tomorrow! And I have literally ...

I got home not too long ago. Today was the speech/interview final for Deca. And let me just so bluntly state how boring it was. Last year was so much more fun, what with the now seniors and the...excitement. Today, there were barely any judges! Let's see. We currently have...probably fourteen people in Deca, and there were only like, four to six judges! And three of them are seniors who were in it! Gosh. Anyway, I finished exceptionally early because I went first for speech and third for interview. "How'd you do?" Well, honestly, I know that I could have done a lot better, but...oh well. I didn't really care much, because, well, nobody really gave off the vibe that they cared much either. Hmm. What is there to talk about? Well, there are only two more full days before the SAT II math this Saturday... And I have not been studying at all, even though I keep saying that I have to. Geez. Procrastination and lack of studying do not make a good combination for somebody...

With that, I realize that I've never actually made any attempt at a formal greeting to start with. And...it's June! There are about three more weeks of school left, including weekends. And let us just say that I am looking forward to the summer, possibly for the first time ever. I think that I want that time to gain new experience and knowledge (in so many more ways than one) and meet some new people, as I do every other summer. I also want others to have the time to...just get over things that have been on their minds during the school year. If that made any sense. Well, this probably will not come as a surprise to you, seeing as how it's so very evident that I'm a big procrastinator... I haven't been studying for the SAT II. And it is...three days away, not counting the actual test day. Wonderful... Gee, I am so afraid of geometry and trigonometry. Fork over the algebra 2 and precalculus, and I'll be fine. But seriously...shapes--triangles, in particular! Oh, ...

I'm not exactly sure what that translates to, though I do know each individual meaning. Tell me if you can decode that! I'm currently consuming a cough drop. Sugar-free honey lemon... Yum. Usually it'd take me about ten minutes to finish one, but this one takes so much longer, not because it's so much bigger, but because it's that much...not as good to eat. Haha. But it's helping. I just finished it! I've been using a lot of contractions... There I went again. You know, one of my friends told me that if you get a "C" for contractions in a certain English class under the dictatorship of a certain teacher. Not dictatorship, though. Lead? Yeah, que -ever. I still don't know how to say whatever en espanol (squiggly line over the "n"). At about 3:02 P.M., I decided to go take a nap. My sister had been sleeping for almost four hours by the time, so I thought, "Well, she's sleeping. Why shouldn't I? I'm sleepy!" I woke...

So I'm almost over the unmentionable topic that I was so upset about yesterday. I mean, I'm still somewhat upset when I talk about it, but at least I don't have an urge to tear up. I do have a sore throat, though, that I've been complaining to more persons than one about for the past ten minutes or so. I woke up with it, then proceeded to eat cereal. How very smart of me, right? Geez, I need to get cough drops or throat lozenges or whatever they are termed by those snooty manufacturers. Just kidding about the manufacturers thing. I love Jordin Sparks songs. Most of the one that I've heard, anyway. See my side, and I'll see you better . I would like to tell that to everybody I know. Or, at least, everybody I know who I actually care about. Not to say that I don't care about everybody I know, because honestly, I think that sometimes, to the detriment of my own well-being, I care more for/about others than I do for/about myself. Hmm. Let's go with "fo...

Once upon a fair May day, with fair weather, if you may, a girl who others often portray as overachieving but who often denies it because it isn't honestly true, decided on a whim to do something that she had been wanting to do for quite a while but never before tried. So she took a test drive, promising herself that no matter what happens, even if the result will not turn out as desired, she would not let it get to her, not let it bring her down. Not surprisingly, though, in a world of such rash scarcity, limited wants, and endless self-interest, another person also wanted what she wanted too. Call them political contenders, if you may. A lot had been done, a lot had been said, but on only one of their parts. To just plain kill the story and end it short because your author is feeling so emotionally broken and hurtfully speechless, the girl did not get what she wanted. And she broke her promise to herself: she let it get to her, however temporary it was, and she cried, however few...

is to talk about the frustration on one's mind. And there is a lot on my mind right now. Or, well, a lot more pressing matters about an hour ago than now, since I've emailed one of my friends and vented some there. Most of it, actually. But I really do not mind reiterating everything and more. So, as I mentioned the last time I blogged, I'm running for Junior Class President. The girl I'm running against, or who's running against me... Well, let's just say that it seems she's not very popular among the sophomore class. And last week, at first, I was a bit concerned, but then for a few days, I was good. Friday was the first day we could start campaigning, and that day, I put up only a few flyers because I had assumed she would not have any. But wrong was I. And then over the weekend, she made two posters! I had been considering doing that too, but then I'd assumed, however wrongly again, that she wouldn't, and that I needn't. As I was walking outs...