A pox on all my homework
I realized a few days ago that I sort of left the stalker thing hanging and felt guilty for not updating. The end of that story was rather simple: I talked to my econ teacher the day after the last post and she relocated both of them across the room and apologized for not noticing that they were getting crude. I was skeptical about that at first, but I talked to some other girls who confirmed that the more annoying of these guys has practice at making crude comments and getting away with it because he's very good at saying it quietly so the teacher doesn't hear and looking innocent afterward if the girl starts yelling. Apparently the teacher thought it was cute when it was just "I'm going to marry you," but once she realized they were making sexual comments she got very serious and offered to report them. They haven't really spoken to me since then, and econ is actually a lot more fun now. The teacher has given the group in the corner with good grades tacit permission to sort of slack off as long as our grades stay up, so we spend a lot of time reading and chatting softly.
PSych is a ridiculous amount of fun, Latin is still dead, Lit continues to rock (even though I have to read Heart of Darkness by Monday), econ is nice and slack, Government is eating my face, calculus is going slightly better, and band is still the nice unwinding time at the end of the day. The marching band is doing well for so early in the season and I'm getting slightly better at playing cymbals in the stands. Our football team is winning every game with ease, so the marching band gets to do fun stuff like march in and out really loudly.
Random stuff that I keep meaning to tell people and then forgetting:
~I got new glasses in July. When I still had lots of options Mom described tham as "angry schoolmarm glasses," so watching the backpedaling when I finally chose them was funny. I think they suit my face better than my last pair and they're dark green with little swirly designs at the corners of the lenses. Mom actually thinks that they look nice now; the new lenses aren't shaped anything like the old ones, and it took her a while to get used to them.
~I got my AP scores back over the summer and was pretty happy overall: I did a bit better than I expected to. The 2 (failing well) was about what I expected for Physics B, the 4 (very qualified) in US History was nice (especially considering that I forgot which sodding decade a war was in,) and the 5 (pwning the subject) in Language was awesome. One of my Language essays stunk because the topic was about pink flamingos, the middle one was okay, and the argument question was perfect. It was asking whether people's opinions were worthwhile and whether expressing those opinions fostered democratic values. Since I'm an afternoon forum rat I'd already thought about the topic a bit, and I even mentioned S16 in my answer; the graders apparently love real-life examples.
~I have a cell phone now. If you want my number and will promise to call me at reasonable times (after 7 EST on weekdays and bits of Saturday and Sunday afternoon,) then comment and I'll e-mail it to you. After marching band season is over I'll have more time to talk.
~The places where my wisdom teeth used to be feel fine and my mouth is more comfortable.
Rubino: Lincoln was brilliant, he really was. It's too bad his brains were, like, scattered all over Ford's Theater.
Milne (calc teacher): *in his funny natural New Zealand accent* The biggest problem with grading your tests and understanding your answers was your total inability to do basic math.
Carol: *grading anchor exams for homework* "The hawk is not of little stature?" I'm going to make up shorthand for grading this trash: BR for bad references, BW for bad writing, and B for bad.
Milne: That's a good answer. This is not a good answer: *pointing to lines of calculus work for a long equation* nonsense, BS, something I made up, 3x squared plus 2.
Canney: *glaring at his snack* These aren't zoo animal crackers! There's no way that horses and sheep belong in the zoo. This is false advertising and I feel cheated. Gah!
I have to go read Heart of Darkness, do a psychology project, study for my calculus test, and work on a paper for government now. "Work on" is used loosely: guess who's the only group member who's spending much time at home this weekend and when the paper is due? If your answers were Laura and Monday, you were correct.
PSych is a ridiculous amount of fun, Latin is still dead, Lit continues to rock (even though I have to read Heart of Darkness by Monday), econ is nice and slack, Government is eating my face, calculus is going slightly better, and band is still the nice unwinding time at the end of the day. The marching band is doing well for so early in the season and I'm getting slightly better at playing cymbals in the stands. Our football team is winning every game with ease, so the marching band gets to do fun stuff like march in and out really loudly.
Random stuff that I keep meaning to tell people and then forgetting:
~I got new glasses in July. When I still had lots of options Mom described tham as "angry schoolmarm glasses," so watching the backpedaling when I finally chose them was funny. I think they suit my face better than my last pair and they're dark green with little swirly designs at the corners of the lenses. Mom actually thinks that they look nice now; the new lenses aren't shaped anything like the old ones, and it took her a while to get used to them.
~I got my AP scores back over the summer and was pretty happy overall: I did a bit better than I expected to. The 2 (failing well) was about what I expected for Physics B, the 4 (very qualified) in US History was nice (especially considering that I forgot which sodding decade a war was in,) and the 5 (pwning the subject) in Language was awesome. One of my Language essays stunk because the topic was about pink flamingos, the middle one was okay, and the argument question was perfect. It was asking whether people's opinions were worthwhile and whether expressing those opinions fostered democratic values. Since I'm an afternoon forum rat I'd already thought about the topic a bit, and I even mentioned S16 in my answer; the graders apparently love real-life examples.
~I have a cell phone now. If you want my number and will promise to call me at reasonable times (after 7 EST on weekdays and bits of Saturday and Sunday afternoon,) then comment and I'll e-mail it to you. After marching band season is over I'll have more time to talk.
~The places where my wisdom teeth used to be feel fine and my mouth is more comfortable.
Rubino: Lincoln was brilliant, he really was. It's too bad his brains were, like, scattered all over Ford's Theater.
Milne (calc teacher): *in his funny natural New Zealand accent* The biggest problem with grading your tests and understanding your answers was your total inability to do basic math.
Carol: *grading anchor exams for homework* "The hawk is not of little stature?" I'm going to make up shorthand for grading this trash: BR for bad references, BW for bad writing, and B for bad.
Milne: That's a good answer. This is not a good answer: *pointing to lines of calculus work for a long equation* nonsense, BS, something I made up, 3x squared plus 2.
Canney: *glaring at his snack* These aren't zoo animal crackers! There's no way that horses and sheep belong in the zoo. This is false advertising and I feel cheated. Gah!
I have to go read Heart of Darkness, do a psychology project, study for my calculus test, and work on a paper for government now. "Work on" is used loosely: guess who's the only group member who's spending much time at home this weekend and when the paper is due? If your answers were Laura and Monday, you were correct.