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I'm so sleeeeepy... I'm stuck in this foggy brain space right now, and it's making me feel ridiculous. I really miss getting a full nights sleep!
Thursday was the end of finals for me, which is a very, very good thing. It was a hectic week, and it stressed me out like you wouldn't believe. On the bright side, I got an A on every final--except algebra. I got a C on my algebra exam, and I find that really disappointing. I mean, I didn't fail, but I studied really hard for that test, and I think I could have done better.
Yesterday make-up tests were being taken, so the majority of middle school spent the first three periods watching movies. Then during theater our teacher didn't have much planned for us, so my friend Tatiana played music from one of the stereos in the dance studio and we spent the entire time dancing. I was so tired!
During lunch, the high school students organized a school walkout, in protest of what happened to Oscar Grant. I think everyone knows what happened by now, but just in case here's a link. The entire fiasco has been-just-really bad. Understatement, I know. During the riots a few of the windows were broken in our theater. I just-I find it so disappointing that people take their anger out on businesses that had nothing to do with it. I understand that people needed their voices to be heard, but the way I see it, there was no need for the riots.
Anyways, later today I'm going to a memorial for a woman who was a member of our church. She was the mother of one of our youth advisers, and I know it hit him really hard. When I was younger I used to talk to her a lot, but as I got older I just... didn't. I wasn't ignoring her, it just didn't occur to me... I feel bad about that. Really bad. And stupid. She's was a nice, sweet old lady, and I think she might have been lonely. I miss her.
Later today I'll be going to a birthday party(weirdly enough), maybe two if I can make it. Maggie and Olivia are both really good friends of mine, but transportation is hard to work out, you know?
There havn't been any scribbly bits lately, there's been a poem or two. I'll post 'em when I get the chance.
Thursday was the end of finals for me, which is a very, very good thing. It was a hectic week, and it stressed me out like you wouldn't believe. On the bright side, I got an A on every final--except algebra. I got a C on my algebra exam, and I find that really disappointing. I mean, I didn't fail, but I studied really hard for that test, and I think I could have done better.
Yesterday make-up tests were being taken, so the majority of middle school spent the first three periods watching movies. Then during theater our teacher didn't have much planned for us, so my friend Tatiana played music from one of the stereos in the dance studio and we spent the entire time dancing. I was so tired!
During lunch, the high school students organized a school walkout, in protest of what happened to Oscar Grant. I think everyone knows what happened by now, but just in case here's a link. The entire fiasco has been-just-really bad. Understatement, I know. During the riots a few of the windows were broken in our theater. I just-I find it so disappointing that people take their anger out on businesses that had nothing to do with it. I understand that people needed their voices to be heard, but the way I see it, there was no need for the riots.
Anyways, later today I'm going to a memorial for a woman who was a member of our church. She was the mother of one of our youth advisers, and I know it hit him really hard. When I was younger I used to talk to her a lot, but as I got older I just... didn't. I wasn't ignoring her, it just didn't occur to me... I feel bad about that. Really bad. And stupid. She's was a nice, sweet old lady, and I think she might have been lonely. I miss her.
Later today I'll be going to a birthday party(weirdly enough), maybe two if I can make it. Maggie and Olivia are both really good friends of mine, but transportation is hard to work out, you know?
There havn't been any scribbly bits lately, there's been a poem or two. I'll post 'em when I get the chance.