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Huhuhehe, hi~
Just decided to go on a hiatus over on twitter and tumblr...
There's this person who's been bothering me for a while, and I know I know, "just unfollow her" and whatever, but if I cut ties with her, I'd probably cut ties with some of my favorite people on there. So I'm sort of stuck between a rock and a hard place. It's not even that I hate her or anything. It's just that she seems to have disliked me from the start. And, I don't want to sound arrogant or anything, but I have no idea what I have done to her to make her dislike me. I've always been friendly towards her... I don't know, is it annoying or bothersome when people make friends with your friends? Maybe that's what happened, I don't know.
Honestly, I could just rant on for ever about what I'm just dying to know right now, but whatever. Whatever, I guess. I'm just going to stay away from those sites before I make a dumb decision or something. This hiatus could even be a dumb decision, but oh well too late. It's not like anyone's going to give a shit, haha.
On the other hand, I've been in Cape May with my dad, his girlfriend, and my siblings for about six days now.
It's been more fun than I had expected it to be, probably due to my dad not forcing me to go to the beach every morning like every other time we vacationed here ...I probably should have blogged about what we've done, because I really can't remember the order of things that we did here so far. But I can remember going mini-golfing the first night (and losing, tying up with my little sister), going to Atlantic City, going out to lunch with my dad's girlfriend's step-dad and neice, beating them all in a tougher mini-golf course, and going to Wildwood today.
Wildwood was probably the most fun. The highlight of my trip though was when my sister and I did the free-fall thing. My littler sister, whom of which is only eight (proper english, or...?), was the one who pointed it out and said that she wanted to do it. I was hesitant, but I said okay pretty fast surprisingly. I was more nervous when we were waiting for our straps and stuff to be put on than when we were about to go up. My sister started getting scared only when we were waiting for out turn.
After being strapped in, pulled to the top of one of the towers, and told "three, two, one, fly time" (or something like that), I pulled the orange rope connected to the side of our mess of straps, and we fell. I'd say that the distance between where we were at the top to where we reached at the bottom would be about...six stories high? I don't really know, I have no idea how high a story is and how high we could have possibly been, but it just seems like it would be something like six stories. Anyway, the first fall was fantastic; it felt as if we were flying. I was a bit scared to be honest, but I suppose my dream to be able to fly or something beat my nerves and made me love it. It was also fantastic because of the sunset that made the whole city horizon glow. We were let to swing back and forth until one of the guys would make me grab onto a noose attached to a pole to stop our momentum, but before he did, my sister and I admired the view.
We didn't ride anything after that and just went out to eat at Sam's Pizza Palace, some really good pizza place that was apparently featured on one of those Food Network shows. We had eaten there two years ago, but I guess this time I could actually tell that it was really good pizza. If you ever happen to go there, you should try their white brocolli pizza. Really good stuff~
...Man, I really have something else I should be doing other than this.
So, I'm going to a community college, right? I should be taking up every opportunity I get to make sure that I'll transfer into a good college in a couple years, right? But my stupid self let the chance to take honors classes pass by. Well, when I went to choose my courses with my counselor, she had recommended me to be a part of the honors program there because apparently my gpa, sat, and placement scores were above average compared to most other students there. (That really says something about the college, huh?) But just a week after our meeting I went to the Philippines and totally forgot about the application, so I had missed the early recommended deadline.
I didn't tell my mom about the honors program. I didn't plan on doing so either, to be honest. But I just had to go and be lazy and hand her all my college papers without looking to see what papers I had given her when she had to go pay my tuition. So then she gave me a talk and threatened to not let me go to the McQueen exhibit that Thursday if I had missed the deadline (but obviously that didn't turn out as she planned). Apparently there is no real deadline, but only limited slots. I emailed the head of the program about sending an application in, and she said that it was fine. But that was about a week and a half ago and I'm not sure if she'll still accept it now.
What I'm supposed to be doing is writing the 500-800 word essay about how the honors program will help me and/or how I can help it. From the top of my head, right at this moment, I can only think of how it would look nice on my resume for when I apply to Pace and other better, bigger colleges than the one I'm about to attend. I really hate writing essays that... No, I just hate writing essays. I don't want to do it, and my mom's asking for a rough draft by the time I get back home, which is Sunday night...
...Eh, I can bullshit it later :/