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Man, I haven't logged onto lj in a while... by while I mean since the end of April.... so yeah there's lots to talk about. Ok, I'm gonna try to go in order.
Grad Nite was sweet. Lots of fun, I think the only non-fun was really just Donald not letting people sleep on the bus ride back. I mean, I was ok with him talking, I guess I've developed the ability to tune him out. However, when everyone else starts yelling at him, it gets harder to ignore... and of course all of my anger was directed at Donald, being in a groggy and sleepy mood... so needless to say, I did nothing about it and went to sleep. Anyway, it would take too much for me to recount what actually happened there, so here's to the important part: I hate roller coasters. I hate the upwards movement, downwards movement, to either side - I hate it all. I did not want to go on Thunder Mountain, but I will admit, it was pretty fun. Now Splash Mountain was a load of shit. There was soo much hype involved in the ride... so much slow motion... just setting you up for the big fall... the big fall that lasted a good second. It wasn't even a fall. I was sitting there bracing for a huge dip, and all I got was crap. It was the most annoying thing ever. Space Mountain, I did not go on. I plan to next time. But for now, I hate Splash Mountain.
Then, there were exams. Exams were sweet. I think I did well. However, I was disappointed that I did not get a single brown sugar pop tart before any of my exams. Stanton had provided me with one before each AP last year, and I must say, that made the day much better. This year, there were no pop tarts, and that may have affected my performance. Not really. But man, those pop tarts really hit the spot in the morning... It's almost like Taco Bell at 12 - 5 a.m. Ok, maybe it's not quite that good, but still. Oh, and leave it to Pulin to forget to bring a calculator to the AP Physics exam. Yeah, luckily, there were people there who had brought two (Thank you Kathy!).
Pulin now drives at the speed limit, because Pulin got a speeding ticket. Man, it sucked. At least the cop was nice, and basically reduced the ticket by like... $140. And it really sucks because I got caught over about 100 ft. from the light where I was gonna make a turn. Whatever, at least the parents didn't make a big deal of it.
Graduation was wonderful. I learned the Star Spangled Banner the day before. And I was really off when I tried to sing it on stage. Oh well. I think I did ok with the introductions and the pledge and stuff. At least I didn't trip.
White people suck. They don't understand the art of hiding relationships. My parents had not really confronted me about it yet, but it's coming up soon. First off, white people on the yearbook committee had to put a picture of Cez and me with a nice caption that leaves little to the imagination - "They have been dating..." Stupid white people. Then, a white girl has to get a yearbook, happen to show her white father, who happens to be my dad's boss. Stupid white people. I swear, they don't think about other people. When I say other people, I mean me. Why. Why. Why.
On the other hand, my relationship with my dad has been really good as of late. Even though my dad was said "hey I wanna see your yearbook, I heard you have a lot of pictures in there," he has been really cool. We had lunch today, I walked with him today, we have just kinda chilled. My mom has been laughing and stuff too. It's been pretty cool. So I don't really know what to do about the Cez thing. Whatever.
Ok, everything before this line I wrote about two weeks ago... but I didn't post because I wasn't done... and now I have no idea what else I was gonna write. I've been looking for a job... and I have failed. Anybody know any cool places to work that are hiring? Keep in mind, I'm not 18 (though my birthday is July 3 hint hint). Eh, who am I kidding, I'm just gonna end up at Publix.
I went to Baltimore for my cousin's high school graduation... it was cool... dude nobody is even reading this part because this stupid thing is so long... well we drove to Baltimore... It wasn't too bad of a drive... not as bad as I thought... gah I'm tired of this I'm just posting
Grad Nite was sweet. Lots of fun, I think the only non-fun was really just Donald not letting people sleep on the bus ride back. I mean, I was ok with him talking, I guess I've developed the ability to tune him out. However, when everyone else starts yelling at him, it gets harder to ignore... and of course all of my anger was directed at Donald, being in a groggy and sleepy mood... so needless to say, I did nothing about it and went to sleep. Anyway, it would take too much for me to recount what actually happened there, so here's to the important part: I hate roller coasters. I hate the upwards movement, downwards movement, to either side - I hate it all. I did not want to go on Thunder Mountain, but I will admit, it was pretty fun. Now Splash Mountain was a load of shit. There was soo much hype involved in the ride... so much slow motion... just setting you up for the big fall... the big fall that lasted a good second. It wasn't even a fall. I was sitting there bracing for a huge dip, and all I got was crap. It was the most annoying thing ever. Space Mountain, I did not go on. I plan to next time. But for now, I hate Splash Mountain.
Then, there were exams. Exams were sweet. I think I did well. However, I was disappointed that I did not get a single brown sugar pop tart before any of my exams. Stanton had provided me with one before each AP last year, and I must say, that made the day much better. This year, there were no pop tarts, and that may have affected my performance. Not really. But man, those pop tarts really hit the spot in the morning... It's almost like Taco Bell at 12 - 5 a.m. Ok, maybe it's not quite that good, but still. Oh, and leave it to Pulin to forget to bring a calculator to the AP Physics exam. Yeah, luckily, there were people there who had brought two (Thank you Kathy!).
Pulin now drives at the speed limit, because Pulin got a speeding ticket. Man, it sucked. At least the cop was nice, and basically reduced the ticket by like... $140. And it really sucks because I got caught over about 100 ft. from the light where I was gonna make a turn. Whatever, at least the parents didn't make a big deal of it.
Graduation was wonderful. I learned the Star Spangled Banner the day before. And I was really off when I tried to sing it on stage. Oh well. I think I did ok with the introductions and the pledge and stuff. At least I didn't trip.
White people suck. They don't understand the art of hiding relationships. My parents had not really confronted me about it yet, but it's coming up soon. First off, white people on the yearbook committee had to put a picture of Cez and me with a nice caption that leaves little to the imagination - "They have been dating..." Stupid white people. Then, a white girl has to get a yearbook, happen to show her white father, who happens to be my dad's boss. Stupid white people. I swear, they don't think about other people. When I say other people, I mean me. Why. Why. Why.
On the other hand, my relationship with my dad has been really good as of late. Even though my dad was said "hey I wanna see your yearbook, I heard you have a lot of pictures in there," he has been really cool. We had lunch today, I walked with him today, we have just kinda chilled. My mom has been laughing and stuff too. It's been pretty cool. So I don't really know what to do about the Cez thing. Whatever.
Ok, everything before this line I wrote about two weeks ago... but I didn't post because I wasn't done... and now I have no idea what else I was gonna write. I've been looking for a job... and I have failed. Anybody know any cool places to work that are hiring? Keep in mind, I'm not 18 (though my birthday is July 3 hint hint). Eh, who am I kidding, I'm just gonna end up at Publix.
I went to Baltimore for my cousin's high school graduation... it was cool... dude nobody is even reading this part because this stupid thing is so long... well we drove to Baltimore... It wasn't too bad of a drive... not as bad as I thought... gah I'm tired of this I'm just posting