Nov 20, 2005 00:09
So, I went to UNCA's open house today. It was kind of a joke, because after seeing warren wilson, no other college can compare.
I am so excited about next year. i am so incredibly psyched. new people, new places, and most importantly new memories.
bens sister kim goes to ww, and so i might go stay with her in a few weeks and go to some classes. SOOO exciting.
i'm also kinda scared though. i am mostly scared of missing/losing ben. its been two years (as of nov 27) and i dont know what i'd do without him. hes such a big part of my life (baby i love you).
enough sappy stuff,
this week (excluding friday) today blew.
monday, erin left the lights on (AGAIN) all day, and so rachel had to let me use her car for chris and some blond guy to jump start my car.
TUESDAY
i had to go to teaching fellows interview, which means that i so just lost my chance of that scholarship--and then i had to go straight to my senior exit presentation, which i thought i did good on.
WEDNESDAY
i find out that not only did i not do well on my sr.exit pres. but i didnt do good on my product or abstract (according to mrs.shuping) and therefore, only got 5 out of the 10 points for the project. Basically, she gave a 67%. so far, i've talked to everyone i know, and NOONE has gotten as low as me, everyone else has gotten As and high B's. this is total and complete BULLSHIT. so i notice that its bull, and try to talk to her right? and so she says to me: "i forgot i had a faculty meeting, tomorrow ok?" so i go the next morning, and she says "i forgot i had traffic duty, after school okay?" but i couldnt do it after school bc i had an early dissmissal. so she says "then tomorrow before class." so i go to class, and the bitch has a sub, and isnt there. i'm going to fucking KILL her. i mean, how can she flunk someone and then avoid them. WHAT A BITCH!!! then, as i am walking around the attendance office, mrs.brunnick sees me and asks me to come into her office. she then proceeds to tell me that i dont have enough IB classes to get my IB Diploma, and to go talk to dr. thomas. so i go do that and he tells me that apparently, mrs.brunnick fucked up my schedule last year, and therefore fucked up my diploma, but he says he'll "see what can do." so i get an email that night saying that "Since you don't have a required IB elective, you are not eligible to compete for the IB diploma. You may sit for IB exams in May (except IB Music) but you will be classified as an IB Concentrated Studies student." So thats great. three years of busting my ass for what? NOTHING. it totally sucks. i could have been a somewhat normal kid, but no. now i was a nerd, and have nothing to show for it.
THURSDAY
my mom scheduled a psychiatrist appt because of the "incident at the incident" (me getting alcohol poisoning at the string cheese incident concert).
FRIDAY
my mom tells me i have a dr. appt, bc i have a yearly check up because i'm on the adderoll. i figure, adderoll=just checking up on the dosage etc, etc. but no physical. so i get there and go back and everything, and the nurse hands me a hospital gown and tells me "strip down." talk about being pissed off. needless to say, i wasnt wearing granny panties, so i could either be completely embarassed and let my dr. (who's son i know) see me, or i could change with my sister. so what do you think i did. more embarassing complications occurred, but i cant put it on here (they're that bad.)
so, ive had an aweful week.
anyways, im tired and just got home from seeing the harry potter movie with ben.
peace