the boss of it all
Something nice-sounding was supposed to go in here. I wonder what that was.
Moderation is not mediocrity. It's just taking a bit of everything. Balance is not moderation, either. I mean, I can have a whole LOT of everything and still have it balanced. Like maybe studying and playing tennis enough to make me feel dead tired every day. It'll still be balanced, right, because they're both there, equally (or something like it). But it won't be moderate at all.
Mom and Ate Net and I bought food for Sunday. We bought ingredients for the shrimp thingee with mushroom and tacos. I was about to leave them to it and buy KFC when I remembered - nachos. We had everything, including three different kinds of cheese, but no nachos.
No classes tomorrow. YAY.
I really wonder what it is that I wanted to say. It must've been nice, at least. I mean, enough to make me make this post public. Darn these distractions - HEY! I just remembered. WHEE.
Now that it's been built up in my head so much, it hardly seems worth it. But what the hey. Let's get it off, once and for all. It isn't any less true, anyway.
The thing with me and my concentration (especially for Math, because Jack knows I need more of it there) is that it's only as good as my surroundings. I channel what I hear. Which is why I can only study Math properly during Math class. And why I bark and eat a lot when I'm with Pepper and Salami.
(Yeah. Blame the environment, why don't you.)
OLP and it's little space shall be mine for most of tomorrow. So I can study Math, supposedly. Yay? :|
I hope Tita Cora and Corinne's Dad get better now. Please?
We had a chance to see our half-checked test papers this morning. I opted not to see mine. Oh, GAH, I hope I got a B+ at least. C'mooooon.
Moderation is not mediocrity. It's just taking a bit of everything. Balance is not moderation, either. I mean, I can have a whole LOT of everything and still have it balanced. Like maybe studying and playing tennis enough to make me feel dead tired every day. It'll still be balanced, right, because they're both there, equally (or something like it). But it won't be moderate at all.
Mom and Ate Net and I bought food for Sunday. We bought ingredients for the shrimp thingee with mushroom and tacos. I was about to leave them to it and buy KFC when I remembered - nachos. We had everything, including three different kinds of cheese, but no nachos.
No classes tomorrow. YAY.
I really wonder what it is that I wanted to say. It must've been nice, at least. I mean, enough to make me make this post public. Darn these distractions - HEY! I just remembered. WHEE.
Now that it's been built up in my head so much, it hardly seems worth it. But what the hey. Let's get it off, once and for all. It isn't any less true, anyway.
The thing with me and my concentration (especially for Math, because Jack knows I need more of it there) is that it's only as good as my surroundings. I channel what I hear. Which is why I can only study Math properly during Math class. And why I bark and eat a lot when I'm with Pepper and Salami.
(Yeah. Blame the environment, why don't you.)
OLP and it's little space shall be mine for most of tomorrow. So I can study Math, supposedly. Yay? :|
I hope Tita Cora and Corinne's Dad get better now. Please?
We had a chance to see our half-checked test papers this morning. I opted not to see mine. Oh, GAH, I hope I got a B+ at least. C'mooooon.