Okay, I just wanted to say that I'm still alive. I'm not suicidal, if you thought I was by my last post, I'm just always either busy or bored out of my mind. Recently, its been busy.
Classes changed, and now I have chorus. YES! But I have geometry. NO! As you may already tell, I hate math. I suck at it, and anything past Pre-Algebra, I nearly failed. So my parents are trying to find a tutor for me. It's no going well. We ended up on a chat site where you can talk to "math tutors" ie. pedophiles. I also found a book called "Geometry for Dummies". I need that book. I know this one guy who could help me in Geometry (he's actually one of my almost-friends) while I could help him in History. But he's always busy, being a fellow chorus student. He's also in the school musical which makes it harder to contact with him.
My dad might be getting a full-time job, which is good. So far, he loves it. He fixes and builds computers and fixes idiots' mistakes. Like this scenario:
"My computer isn't working. The screen isn't lighting up."
"Have you tried turning on?"
"Yeah, it didn't work. The screen won't light up."
"It the monitor plugged in?"
"What's a monitor?"
And stuff like that.
I'm getting a job this summer, probably at Target or the library. Matters who's hiring.
My biology teacher is inarticulate. Every other word has "um..." or "ugh..." in it. So its hard to pay attention.
I'm still setting up my classes for next year, and hopefully I have French III, so my schedule isn't messed up. I'm taking Chemistry, Algebra II, English III, and US History II as my academic courses. Electives are Group Exercise and Fitness II, Women's Ensemble, and Health and Fitness III.
I broke up with my boyfriend. He was kind of a jerk anyway.
And besides that, nothing much has happened since December.
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Wednesday, March 2, 2011
Wednesday, March 10, 2010
high school is useless trivia
Everything I'm learning in high school will only help me if I'm on Jeopardy!. No one needs to know what the square root of x is. The only way that I will ever use that is if I'm a physicist (not likely) or a mathematician (never happening). Gotta go. Lunch!
Or dinner...?
Anyway, the new school year has started...and is almost over. Quick fill-in! I started high school, screwed myself over in algebra, adopted a cat (my dog is afraid of her), got braces (fml), made new friends, and took gym, chorus and French. And I hate my science class.
Why? You know when you feel like you're the only mature person in the room? Well, that's how I feel. It seems that I am surrounded by five-year-old's with the perverted minds of sixteen-year-old's. And-well, you know how this ends. While I try to work on things I learned in the first grade. Well, that sounds pathetic...
Anyway, I like my French class...except for the fact that I freeze on oral exams, but that's beside the point. And Women's Chorus is nice. The teacher isn't a demon, like everyone says, and its all girls in the class. So we can talk about girl stuff. Well, we would except that the Teacher's Assistant is a guy.
Gym is painful. Hockey, dodgeball and weight room. Need I say more?
Or dinner...?
Anyway, the new school year has started...and is almost over. Quick fill-in! I started high school, screwed myself over in algebra, adopted a cat (my dog is afraid of her), got braces (fml), made new friends, and took gym, chorus and French. And I hate my science class.
Why? You know when you feel like you're the only mature person in the room? Well, that's how I feel. It seems that I am surrounded by five-year-old's with the perverted minds of sixteen-year-old's. And-well, you know how this ends. While I try to work on things I learned in the first grade. Well, that sounds pathetic...
Anyway, I like my French class...except for the fact that I freeze on oral exams, but that's beside the point. And Women's Chorus is nice. The teacher isn't a demon, like everyone says, and its all girls in the class. So we can talk about girl stuff. Well, we would except that the Teacher's Assistant is a guy.
Gym is painful. Hockey, dodgeball and weight room. Need I say more?
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