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I have a friend who likes movies based on their special and visual effects. I can't even call that shallow because most movies have such basic plots and so little innovation that liking a movie for its plot would be even more shallow. That being said, I saw Being John Malkovich in TOK. That class gave me so much trouble at the beginning of the year. I knew it'd turn around for me in the end, but I thought it would turn around for everyone else as well. Turns out that some of my friends ended up getting screwed while I got an A. It wasn't fair, but no amount of protesting really helped. I'm so ready to get out of this school. I think junior high was more the best years of my life than high school. Everyone seemed to have lost a few points off their IQ once they got to high school. Most of the teachers were beyond salvation and though it got better as the years progressed I can honestly say that I've only had six teachers who were effective at teaching in these four years. I hope this situation is exclusive to my school. In junior high I only had one really ineffective teacher, my eight grade science teacher, and even then I can say that he would be " average" in my school now.
I also don't want to attend my graduation. Not because I go to a craptastic school, but because I think it's kind of pointless and I hate sitting in one spot just doing nothing. Mickey convinced my dad to make me attend, but on the day of graduation I think I'll just tell him I don't want to go. It's not like anyone else is coming, and you don't even get your diploma there.
Yesterday, I volunteered at Kaiser. Guys were acting strange again. I notice that when I do get hit on it's never just once in a day, but several times in the same day. Of course, it doesn't happen everyday-far from it. Also, it seems to happen when I think I look the ugliest, but I always think I look ugly. But maybe it has nothing to do with me, maybe it's like a hormone cycle for men. Instead of having PMS there's just a time of month/random time interval when they decide to act like creepers.
Or maybe I'm just stunning.
Anyway, Baby Pishi will come over Friday. Natalie got back from Grand Assembly today and hopefully I'll have passover dinner with her.
I also don't want to attend my graduation. Not because I go to a craptastic school, but because I think it's kind of pointless and I hate sitting in one spot just doing nothing. Mickey convinced my dad to make me attend, but on the day of graduation I think I'll just tell him I don't want to go. It's not like anyone else is coming, and you don't even get your diploma there.
Yesterday, I volunteered at Kaiser. Guys were acting strange again. I notice that when I do get hit on it's never just once in a day, but several times in the same day. Of course, it doesn't happen everyday-far from it. Also, it seems to happen when I think I look the ugliest, but I always think I look ugly. But maybe it has nothing to do with me, maybe it's like a hormone cycle for men. Instead of having PMS there's just a time of month/random time interval when they decide to act like creepers.
Or maybe I'm just stunning.
Anyway, Baby Pishi will come over Friday. Natalie got back from Grand Assembly today and hopefully I'll have passover dinner with her.