Shucks Howdy! I actually wrote something!
Howdy!
It's me again! The amazing Megan with a post that actually contains words for once! And after a particular intense game of Smash Bro's, I though it would be semi-decent to actually post something of worth in my journal...
First off, school. I hated today as well as yesterday. I think my math teacher misses the poor black kid she used to torment non-stop in our class since he dropped, which makes here turn her attention to all the other ruffians of the class. Namely, some Hispanic kids and me, because I have a habit of sleeping in the class. I honestly can't help it though. I don't know what the hell is wrong with me but when I sit in that class, my eyes go crossed and I pass out. I honestly don't know why. I sometimes wonder if I'm diabetic, because the class is right after lunch and I fall asleep without fail. But I digress, if I fall asleep once more, forewarned by my teacher, I have to drop the class.... Which I suppose isn't the worst of my troubles because I think I 'm going on a tech-course after this semester is done with. I just can't handle all this crap, and the college I want to go to doesn't give a damn if I have a college prep seal or not, according to Brandon anyway.
In jewelry, I got to invest!!!! WOOOOOOOOOO! To invest something is to attach wax work to a rubber base, of which you enclose with a sort of iron cylinder. But the fun doesn't end there! You then have to measure out a pound of a messy, smelly, toxic white powder that you are to mix with water using your hands. Think pan-cake batter but you can't wash your hands in the sink, for if the white batter-like substance were to undergo chemical reaction in the plumbing, you would be unable to unclog it. So you have a nasty dirty bucket you, and the rest of your class must wash in. And if that's not enough, the wax work you attach to the rubber base has a habit of breaking away and floating to the top, forcing the person to have to re-invest everything (more messy goo! Hurr-ah!).
And of course, this is the day I wear my black jacket, and a black t-shirt...-.-...But at least it gave me light inspiration to get really nasty and roll around in Senor Raiez's room, because I'm told it's very hard to get out of carpeting....and I'm not above the stupidity involved in petty revenge apparently...
Mmmm....it was only a week ago I mused about how much I'm going to miss jewlery class, but I can honestly say, I will not miss that friggin investment one bit.
I really got to start trying to work harder for my classes, but in truth, I'm quite tired and just want to crash after school, but I don't have that option because in order to do well in the majority of my classes, I have to do home study.....
.....which, I am accustom to avoiding....which is why I'm doing poorly...
But that's besides the point -.-;;.... In home life, I was angry and saddened by the fact that once again, there was nothing to consume but deep fried meat substance. This is caused by the diet my mother is currently on. She has chosen the path of meaty-products and all that is carbohydrate-free in order to loose weight. She did this before, and I, the merry little moppet I was at the time thought, "gee! Such a diet can't be that bad!". Two months and at least 4 dozen eggs later, I learned to hate fried eggs(even today), every meat product one is accustomed to eat at breakfasts(I quickly recovered), and the circus, for every child gorged themselves merrily on sweet candies and popcorn at the tacky attraction...
But back to yesterday... in an annoyed and angry rage....I cooked French toast and did nothing. Although I think when I complained about how global destruction was attached to me being forced to eat meat products that has made my weight increase, she cooked the nasty linguini in the freezer I had been avoiding cooking because I lack taste for baked noodles (crunchy, overcooked, and raw at the same time...mmmmmm). How ever, I must comment on the effort. It did make me happy that she actually cooked something for me, and I'm not totally ignored. (although my request for fruit and some other snack food not containing meat or cheese as the main ingredient has gone ignored much to my dismay...)
In other news, Brandon was elected as the "artist of the month" in his school for a painting he did in homage to Norman Rockwell. In my opinion it's one of his greatest pieces he has ever done in acrylics...and I'm sure every one will get the chance to see it when his teacher finally returns it to him.
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Jesus....I'm such a loser ^__________^.
Well, I'm off do some research for English. Hopefully, I won't have to read an article on Calvinism for an hour like I did today....Any one writing ANYTHING on religion will eventually begin preaching....All I wanted to know was the fundamental principles of Calvinism so I could know what made it different from other branches of Protestantism... One paper I read (the Catholicism archives) insulted Martin Luther, and forgot about Jean Calvin altogether (although I didn't know he married a nun......kinky.) and the other went on long-winded rants that was heavily laced with the writer's own church beliefs...Which made things even more difficult because I know more about Hinduism than I do about the religion I'm supposedly apart of. Although I'll probably end up forgetting about research, and start looking at pornography or something equally inane ^______^.
And Kio, I heard about the rake incident from a little bird called Jessica. I'm sorry the old witch is making you pay from them.
It's me again! The amazing Megan with a post that actually contains words for once! And after a particular intense game of Smash Bro's, I though it would be semi-decent to actually post something of worth in my journal...
First off, school. I hated today as well as yesterday. I think my math teacher misses the poor black kid she used to torment non-stop in our class since he dropped, which makes here turn her attention to all the other ruffians of the class. Namely, some Hispanic kids and me, because I have a habit of sleeping in the class. I honestly can't help it though. I don't know what the hell is wrong with me but when I sit in that class, my eyes go crossed and I pass out. I honestly don't know why. I sometimes wonder if I'm diabetic, because the class is right after lunch and I fall asleep without fail. But I digress, if I fall asleep once more, forewarned by my teacher, I have to drop the class.... Which I suppose isn't the worst of my troubles because I think I 'm going on a tech-course after this semester is done with. I just can't handle all this crap, and the college I want to go to doesn't give a damn if I have a college prep seal or not, according to Brandon anyway.
In jewelry, I got to invest!!!! WOOOOOOOOOO! To invest something is to attach wax work to a rubber base, of which you enclose with a sort of iron cylinder. But the fun doesn't end there! You then have to measure out a pound of a messy, smelly, toxic white powder that you are to mix with water using your hands. Think pan-cake batter but you can't wash your hands in the sink, for if the white batter-like substance were to undergo chemical reaction in the plumbing, you would be unable to unclog it. So you have a nasty dirty bucket you, and the rest of your class must wash in. And if that's not enough, the wax work you attach to the rubber base has a habit of breaking away and floating to the top, forcing the person to have to re-invest everything (more messy goo! Hurr-ah!).
And of course, this is the day I wear my black jacket, and a black t-shirt...-.-...But at least it gave me light inspiration to get really nasty and roll around in Senor Raiez's room, because I'm told it's very hard to get out of carpeting....and I'm not above the stupidity involved in petty revenge apparently...
Mmmm....it was only a week ago I mused about how much I'm going to miss jewlery class, but I can honestly say, I will not miss that friggin investment one bit.
I really got to start trying to work harder for my classes, but in truth, I'm quite tired and just want to crash after school, but I don't have that option because in order to do well in the majority of my classes, I have to do home study.....
.....which, I am accustom to avoiding....which is why I'm doing poorly...
But that's besides the point -.-;;.... In home life, I was angry and saddened by the fact that once again, there was nothing to consume but deep fried meat substance. This is caused by the diet my mother is currently on. She has chosen the path of meaty-products and all that is carbohydrate-free in order to loose weight. She did this before, and I, the merry little moppet I was at the time thought, "gee! Such a diet can't be that bad!". Two months and at least 4 dozen eggs later, I learned to hate fried eggs(even today), every meat product one is accustomed to eat at breakfasts(I quickly recovered), and the circus, for every child gorged themselves merrily on sweet candies and popcorn at the tacky attraction...
But back to yesterday... in an annoyed and angry rage....I cooked French toast and did nothing. Although I think when I complained about how global destruction was attached to me being forced to eat meat products that has made my weight increase, she cooked the nasty linguini in the freezer I had been avoiding cooking because I lack taste for baked noodles (crunchy, overcooked, and raw at the same time...mmmmmm). How ever, I must comment on the effort. It did make me happy that she actually cooked something for me, and I'm not totally ignored. (although my request for fruit and some other snack food not containing meat or cheese as the main ingredient has gone ignored much to my dismay...)
In other news, Brandon was elected as the "artist of the month" in his school for a painting he did in homage to Norman Rockwell. In my opinion it's one of his greatest pieces he has ever done in acrylics...and I'm sure every one will get the chance to see it when his teacher finally returns it to him.
................
*reads entry over*
Jesus....I'm such a loser ^__________^.
Well, I'm off do some research for English. Hopefully, I won't have to read an article on Calvinism for an hour like I did today....Any one writing ANYTHING on religion will eventually begin preaching....All I wanted to know was the fundamental principles of Calvinism so I could know what made it different from other branches of Protestantism... One paper I read (the Catholicism archives) insulted Martin Luther, and forgot about Jean Calvin altogether (although I didn't know he married a nun......kinky.) and the other went on long-winded rants that was heavily laced with the writer's own church beliefs...Which made things even more difficult because I know more about Hinduism than I do about the religion I'm supposedly apart of. Although I'll probably end up forgetting about research, and start looking at pornography or something equally inane ^______^.
And Kio, I heard about the rake incident from a little bird called Jessica. I'm sorry the old witch is making you pay from them.