Updation
An update is in order, I think, since I, and all my friends who keep livejournals, have basically been leaving everyone hanging with no details of the sagas that are our lives. I probably shouldn't be doing this now, and should be studying, but I don't care, and I'm sure nobody else does either.
Fucking finals are coming up, and I couldn't be happier that the year is ending but couldn't be more wiped than I am right now. The past month and a half has been nothing but work, work, study, work, work. Our teachers say that they'll lighten up on us in the weeks leading up to exams, but more often than not, I find myself doing a project for the upcoming E-days that preceed the exams. Those teachers shouldn't lie to us; somehow, I think I'd be more satisfied if they just said that the school liked screwing with us in every way possible, since then they'd at least be telling the truth. Some kids who get pissed off at the school just don't try at all. Some do school shootings, some just give in to pressure and let themselves get stressed out. Me, I'm probably the last one, but I think what's necessary is just to give Mr. Sparks and Mr. Kissel (he's not a qualified doctor as far as I'm concerned, if he was he'd be smart) a huge bitchslap. Nothing fancy, just walk in, slap really hard, walk out. That kind of think would straighten everyone out if they needed that kind of straightening.
My band played at that thingie Friday. We were pretty sloppy but not too bad, and looked fairly cool in suits and stuff. It was for charity anyways, so the point is that we played, not that we played a good show necesarily. The next time I organize a show (which will, hopefully, be never), I'm going to make it a point that cords don't line the floors like snakes in a...snakepit. You can't move in any of those things. I kicked over a mic box, that was fun since nothing got damaged.
Saturday, I woke up really early and drove with Kimi Bolch and her dad to a Rotary conference thingie in Springfield. I had no regrets about the trip, even about the waking up at 6:55 part, because I made a bunch of friends that I'm going to have for life, and it's inspired me to help develop some sort of similar thing in our school/community too (love you guys like brothers and sisters!). About an hour after we came back with my family, I had to get ready for the chorus concert. That was a fun time, and I didn't do all that bad on my solos (which were small). Morgan Molnar said that I was hilarous in my performances and Nick Lowe said that I was the best baritone that he ever knew or something like that. That touches deep in the soul, to know that your efforts pay off. Thanks to them, even though they probably are not reading this. Everyone performed fantastically last night, congrats to all. I had a great convo with Ben Eells, I love that dude to death too.
Today, now that I have time to study and stuff, I'm...not. But I will, and probably should be. I have a couple of projects due for Civics which, while pretty cool as they involve us doing cool things and not coming in for the exam, are pretty longish to do. For Biology, I have an experiment procedure to hand in before our unbelievably long-ass final this week? I don't even know the schedule, if anybody does please post it. English, some sort of in-class essay (gulp!) that I need to check the guidelines for. Spanish, wtf I don't even know I barely pay attention in that class anyways. Gotta love the language and the teacher, but somehow it doesn't always cut it for me. Math, bound to be interesting, hope I did well on the last test since I had a B+ and need at least a 90% average to live with myself (it's a phase 6 class, I'm an overachiever, you do the ma...social studies). Don't know what to do for Chamber Choir, hoping we don't have to come in for an exam, do any quarter/semester testing, or do a quarterly journal, because that would just be annoying and one more thing that I don't need. Somehow, I don't think Ms. Pruett would do that to us tho, so I'm not super worried. Acting Techniques, a class which I love but don't quite like everyone in, for that I've got to present a scene either Tuesday and Wednesday. My group hasn't been able to get together more than, like 10 times, or even get through all of it even once because two people in it, Dom Berger and Kim Cizek, couldn't work up the balls to kiss each other and, worse than that, everyone who I was working with was making a deal out of it like it was fucking Watergate or something. I just hope my grade doesn't suffer because of the incompetency of my constituents. A bit harsh, I know, but its that sort of anger I've been more or less supressing since the beginning of the semester. They're all great kids though, and I have faith that they'll pull through.
Speaking of chorus here reminds me of Hot Jam, and how we're running auditions next week. To be honest, I don't really even care about Hot Jam anymore, since we really all hold some sort of hostilities against each other which probably do more than not to hamper our style and our ability to get along and get together and do something. I've got too much going on in my life anyways to even care that much about it, but whatever. It is a fun group tho, and we put aside the hostilities when it's necessary, so I think it'll all work out, I just hope it won't take too much work.
For some reason, I've been arguing a lot more with my mom now. It's over pretty miniscule things too, but guess it's all a part of the neverending stress that is teenage life. I hate doing it, since unlike most teens I love my mom a lot and am endlessly grateful for everything that she's done, but I feel like she sometimes just likes to try and put me and uncompromising situations where I can do nothing but obey her will, like a slave obeys a slavemaster or something. Like I said, tho, part of neverending stress.
Fucking A, this summer won't even be relaxing for me, it'll just be neverending activities. Between probably cleaning out/up my room, all the camps and shit I've got, the US History summer work and any other work we get, cross-country training, it'll just be neverending stuff. Fun, but stressful. Not that summer's overbearing heat and humidity is gonna help at all, what with the fucking bugs running the fuck around and stinging everyone like it's their fucking job to make everything else in nature miserable. That reminds me that seasons sometimes suck a lot, especially in New England. In spring, it flashfloods pretty much every other day, summer the heat's so overbearing that you die of exhaustion just trying to fend of mosquitoes, fall the wind blows like someone's shooting wind capsules out of a Tommy Gun, not to mention school starts and you realize truly how much going back to school sucks, and winter's so cold you have to layer yourself about 5 times and sweat to death in school, while some kids walk around in fucking T-shirts telling you "I can't believe you're cold, it's so warm now!". It's fucking 20 degrees, bitch, nevermind the fact that it's THE BEGINNING OF MARCH!
God life does suck sometimes. I think that's why it makes sense that there's such things as police brutality, terrorism, extremism, and human rights abuses; some people just get fed up and have to kick some ass. Hell, I bet I'd do it too if I was a cop or something.
This has been a pretty angry entry I know, but I think that everything will work itself out in time. Stress helps sometimes, and it can be more positive than anything else.
Fucking finals are coming up, and I couldn't be happier that the year is ending but couldn't be more wiped than I am right now. The past month and a half has been nothing but work, work, study, work, work. Our teachers say that they'll lighten up on us in the weeks leading up to exams, but more often than not, I find myself doing a project for the upcoming E-days that preceed the exams. Those teachers shouldn't lie to us; somehow, I think I'd be more satisfied if they just said that the school liked screwing with us in every way possible, since then they'd at least be telling the truth. Some kids who get pissed off at the school just don't try at all. Some do school shootings, some just give in to pressure and let themselves get stressed out. Me, I'm probably the last one, but I think what's necessary is just to give Mr. Sparks and Mr. Kissel (he's not a qualified doctor as far as I'm concerned, if he was he'd be smart) a huge bitchslap. Nothing fancy, just walk in, slap really hard, walk out. That kind of think would straighten everyone out if they needed that kind of straightening.
My band played at that thingie Friday. We were pretty sloppy but not too bad, and looked fairly cool in suits and stuff. It was for charity anyways, so the point is that we played, not that we played a good show necesarily. The next time I organize a show (which will, hopefully, be never), I'm going to make it a point that cords don't line the floors like snakes in a...snakepit. You can't move in any of those things. I kicked over a mic box, that was fun since nothing got damaged.
Saturday, I woke up really early and drove with Kimi Bolch and her dad to a Rotary conference thingie in Springfield. I had no regrets about the trip, even about the waking up at 6:55 part, because I made a bunch of friends that I'm going to have for life, and it's inspired me to help develop some sort of similar thing in our school/community too (love you guys like brothers and sisters!). About an hour after we came back with my family, I had to get ready for the chorus concert. That was a fun time, and I didn't do all that bad on my solos (which were small). Morgan Molnar said that I was hilarous in my performances and Nick Lowe said that I was the best baritone that he ever knew or something like that. That touches deep in the soul, to know that your efforts pay off. Thanks to them, even though they probably are not reading this. Everyone performed fantastically last night, congrats to all. I had a great convo with Ben Eells, I love that dude to death too.
Today, now that I have time to study and stuff, I'm...not. But I will, and probably should be. I have a couple of projects due for Civics which, while pretty cool as they involve us doing cool things and not coming in for the exam, are pretty longish to do. For Biology, I have an experiment procedure to hand in before our unbelievably long-ass final this week? I don't even know the schedule, if anybody does please post it. English, some sort of in-class essay (gulp!) that I need to check the guidelines for. Spanish, wtf I don't even know I barely pay attention in that class anyways. Gotta love the language and the teacher, but somehow it doesn't always cut it for me. Math, bound to be interesting, hope I did well on the last test since I had a B+ and need at least a 90% average to live with myself (it's a phase 6 class, I'm an overachiever, you do the ma...social studies). Don't know what to do for Chamber Choir, hoping we don't have to come in for an exam, do any quarter/semester testing, or do a quarterly journal, because that would just be annoying and one more thing that I don't need. Somehow, I don't think Ms. Pruett would do that to us tho, so I'm not super worried. Acting Techniques, a class which I love but don't quite like everyone in, for that I've got to present a scene either Tuesday and Wednesday. My group hasn't been able to get together more than, like 10 times, or even get through all of it even once because two people in it, Dom Berger and Kim Cizek, couldn't work up the balls to kiss each other and, worse than that, everyone who I was working with was making a deal out of it like it was fucking Watergate or something. I just hope my grade doesn't suffer because of the incompetency of my constituents. A bit harsh, I know, but its that sort of anger I've been more or less supressing since the beginning of the semester. They're all great kids though, and I have faith that they'll pull through.
Speaking of chorus here reminds me of Hot Jam, and how we're running auditions next week. To be honest, I don't really even care about Hot Jam anymore, since we really all hold some sort of hostilities against each other which probably do more than not to hamper our style and our ability to get along and get together and do something. I've got too much going on in my life anyways to even care that much about it, but whatever. It is a fun group tho, and we put aside the hostilities when it's necessary, so I think it'll all work out, I just hope it won't take too much work.
For some reason, I've been arguing a lot more with my mom now. It's over pretty miniscule things too, but guess it's all a part of the neverending stress that is teenage life. I hate doing it, since unlike most teens I love my mom a lot and am endlessly grateful for everything that she's done, but I feel like she sometimes just likes to try and put me and uncompromising situations where I can do nothing but obey her will, like a slave obeys a slavemaster or something. Like I said, tho, part of neverending stress.
Fucking A, this summer won't even be relaxing for me, it'll just be neverending activities. Between probably cleaning out/up my room, all the camps and shit I've got, the US History summer work and any other work we get, cross-country training, it'll just be neverending stuff. Fun, but stressful. Not that summer's overbearing heat and humidity is gonna help at all, what with the fucking bugs running the fuck around and stinging everyone like it's their fucking job to make everything else in nature miserable. That reminds me that seasons sometimes suck a lot, especially in New England. In spring, it flashfloods pretty much every other day, summer the heat's so overbearing that you die of exhaustion just trying to fend of mosquitoes, fall the wind blows like someone's shooting wind capsules out of a Tommy Gun, not to mention school starts and you realize truly how much going back to school sucks, and winter's so cold you have to layer yourself about 5 times and sweat to death in school, while some kids walk around in fucking T-shirts telling you "I can't believe you're cold, it's so warm now!". It's fucking 20 degrees, bitch, nevermind the fact that it's THE BEGINNING OF MARCH!
God life does suck sometimes. I think that's why it makes sense that there's such things as police brutality, terrorism, extremism, and human rights abuses; some people just get fed up and have to kick some ass. Hell, I bet I'd do it too if I was a cop or something.
This has been a pretty angry entry I know, but I think that everything will work itself out in time. Stress helps sometimes, and it can be more positive than anything else.