Wherever you go
Oh my LJ friends, how I've missed you. The storming ate my internet connection so I've been lonely and LJ-less for days. Except minus the lonely cause I really just wasn't lonely. I've had fun-filled days involving lots of Frank. And a little Anna, Amy, Melina and Kevin as well. And also some Becky, Marie and Sami. Good times indeed.
My bracelet just got caught in the little disky thingy in the computer. I'm good at computers. Except not.
I'm hungry cause I haven't eaten all day and Frank is causing me to starve to death so you should all leave angry comments on his LJ about the importance of food and more importantly the importance of not starving me.
So on Tuesday I started this whole "school" thing. Whatever that is.
Musical Theater--good stuff cause its musical and its theater.
Chambers--again with the good stuff.
AP Psych--I'm really really excited about Psych cause it just seems so amazingly interesting.
Senior Humanites Independent Research Project Seminar thingy or w/e the hell they want to call it--Evans teaches it and she rocks! Very inspiring. And honestly excited to be teaching us. She wins. I'm still working on a topic for my project though. I'm thinking that maybe I could prove that there is a certain type of person who is attracted to theater...sort of a musical theater/psych hybrid kind of project. With a big fat creative portion where I perform a series of songs so as to get out of a sizable chunk of the research paper.
SP2K4/Splanning/Spleadership (Senior Leadership for those of you who don't understand our neato abbreviations...and let me tell you, I commend you for not understanding.)--Its spleadership! What more can I say? I love everyone in there and I just love it.
Lunch--At first there was a little panic at not being able to eat in Ingram's room and being banished to the cafe, however, Ingram has allowed us in. And I have Becky, and Soy, and Cara, and Leigh, and Rachel, and sorta Sami and more I'm sure. And Sasha who is evil. And (as I have found from your LJ Ross) Ross, who will come play with me now that he knows I'm there cause if he doesn't, beatings will be administered.
AP Lit-Soy and Emily are in this class but Soy sits ALLLLLLLLL the way across the room and Wall is so put-together. I want more eccentricity in my english teachers. RAH. but she seems nice. but shes gonna make us do practice AP test crap every Friday. I'm not taking the class for the test! I actually want to learn!!!! Jesus Christ I hate that. And the class seems very not responsive which is upseting cause I'm all about class discussion.
AP Calc--Amy and Mike are in my class! YAYYY! but ew. math. and also ew. AP math!!!! what was I thinking?! I hate math. booooooo.
So thats all there is to it. Its weird being a senior. You grow up watching Saved by the Bell and thinking you'll be so incredibly old when you're a senior. And now that I'm here...I'm not all that old.
I don't know where I'm applying to college. I can't decide. *kills self*
Meanwhile, I'm still hungry. FOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOD. I always forget to eat on weekends cause I just don't think about it. But then I finally remember and get to stuff my face. MMM. Pesto Cavatappi--here I come...but not now. later. I think.
Do something good.
Love, Alisa
My bracelet just got caught in the little disky thingy in the computer. I'm good at computers. Except not.
I'm hungry cause I haven't eaten all day and Frank is causing me to starve to death so you should all leave angry comments on his LJ about the importance of food and more importantly the importance of not starving me.
So on Tuesday I started this whole "school" thing. Whatever that is.
Musical Theater--good stuff cause its musical and its theater.
Chambers--again with the good stuff.
AP Psych--I'm really really excited about Psych cause it just seems so amazingly interesting.
Senior Humanites Independent Research Project Seminar thingy or w/e the hell they want to call it--Evans teaches it and she rocks! Very inspiring. And honestly excited to be teaching us. She wins. I'm still working on a topic for my project though. I'm thinking that maybe I could prove that there is a certain type of person who is attracted to theater...sort of a musical theater/psych hybrid kind of project. With a big fat creative portion where I perform a series of songs so as to get out of a sizable chunk of the research paper.
SP2K4/Splanning/Spleadership (Senior Leadership for those of you who don't understand our neato abbreviations...and let me tell you, I commend you for not understanding.)--Its spleadership! What more can I say? I love everyone in there and I just love it.
Lunch--At first there was a little panic at not being able to eat in Ingram's room and being banished to the cafe, however, Ingram has allowed us in. And I have Becky, and Soy, and Cara, and Leigh, and Rachel, and sorta Sami and more I'm sure. And Sasha who is evil. And (as I have found from your LJ Ross) Ross, who will come play with me now that he knows I'm there cause if he doesn't, beatings will be administered.
AP Lit-Soy and Emily are in this class but Soy sits ALLLLLLLLL the way across the room and Wall is so put-together. I want more eccentricity in my english teachers. RAH. but she seems nice. but shes gonna make us do practice AP test crap every Friday. I'm not taking the class for the test! I actually want to learn!!!! Jesus Christ I hate that. And the class seems very not responsive which is upseting cause I'm all about class discussion.
AP Calc--Amy and Mike are in my class! YAYYY! but ew. math. and also ew. AP math!!!! what was I thinking?! I hate math. booooooo.
So thats all there is to it. Its weird being a senior. You grow up watching Saved by the Bell and thinking you'll be so incredibly old when you're a senior. And now that I'm here...I'm not all that old.
I don't know where I'm applying to college. I can't decide. *kills self*
Meanwhile, I'm still hungry. FOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOD. I always forget to eat on weekends cause I just don't think about it. But then I finally remember and get to stuff my face. MMM. Pesto Cavatappi--here I come...but not now. later. I think.
Do something good.
Love, Alisa