Sarah's house and eyelid sucking.
I suppose that I should try posting something every now and then, huh? Maybe, just maybe...
I seriously never have computer access. Ever. Like I said before, I'm always doing some form of homework, whether it be theatre-related or actual academics, and, if I wish to maintain a solid GPA, then I have to put my work first, and save my silly feelings and thoughts for later. I hate it... hatehatehatehatehatehatehate it.
Whatever, though. I've a four-day weekend, which gives me SOOOO much time to do my projects and such, as our school has decided that the buses need to save fuel, and have thus declared Monday and Tuesday as "snow days." It's fucking September... in GEORGIA. Like I said, whatever.
Anyway, wouldn't you like to listen to my vapid tales of life as a rich little Georgian? I'll bet that you would.
To begin, I get bored VEEERRRY easily. I'm not even joking (that makes it soo hard to do homework... I've got mother fucking, mother fucking A.D.D.). With that being said, I shall FINALLY begin the tale of my week... or something along those lines.
The week began with Monday and the emergence of a brand new, scowling school day along the horizon. I got dressed, went, studied, passed, acted, and left. It ended with sleep and mas work to be completed. As I hadn't done ANY of the aforementioned "work" by the next morning, I decided to take a little personal day off from school, which prompted a nice, long speech from my mother about how I'm going to ruin my future by staying home... blah, blah, blah. I did some on-line shopping. Tres bon. So, Tuesday was pretty much cooler than Monday could ever aspire to be. Then, Wednesday came, and my History teacher was a bitch about me not being at school on Tuesday... I hate it when she does that. Even still, she gave me extentions on my work. I was pleased.
Wednesday still sucked.
Thursday was pretty crappy, too.
Friday, however, was wonderful., because we had a book chat in AP Lit. based around As I Lay Dying, and everyone told stories about their crappy childhoods that eventually led them to the lands of rich teen-dom. Everyone pretty much cried, except for me, really, because I won't do that sort of thing in class. Emotions are pretty shitty some times... I had no problem with them during that class, though... no problem at all.
Actually, I take that back; emotions aren't shitty. Ever. If you say that they are, then you're stupid, because emotions fuel a lot of really inspiring things. They grab my interests. Actually, I think that I'm going to write my first Teen Board column on emotions for the Macon Telegraph. I'm one of the associate editors, which makes me happy. My lovely Jenna isn't, though, and that PISSES me off.
Anyway, so ended Friday.
Today (Sat.), I'm spending the night at my friend Sarah's house, and she's pretty fucking awesome, so I'm going to go and hang with her.
Have fun reading about my boring week, skanks.
I love you guys.
Oh, yeah... we recently got our progress reports. Want to know? I'll bet you do!
AP Literature: 100
Drama: 100
AP World: 92
Advanced Acting: 100
AP Economics: 100
Journalism: 100
Yay, I have an easy schedule.
I seriously never have computer access. Ever. Like I said before, I'm always doing some form of homework, whether it be theatre-related or actual academics, and, if I wish to maintain a solid GPA, then I have to put my work first, and save my silly feelings and thoughts for later. I hate it... hatehatehatehatehatehatehate it.
Whatever, though. I've a four-day weekend, which gives me SOOOO much time to do my projects and such, as our school has decided that the buses need to save fuel, and have thus declared Monday and Tuesday as "snow days." It's fucking September... in GEORGIA. Like I said, whatever.
Anyway, wouldn't you like to listen to my vapid tales of life as a rich little Georgian? I'll bet that you would.
To begin, I get bored VEEERRRY easily. I'm not even joking (that makes it soo hard to do homework... I've got mother fucking, mother fucking A.D.D.). With that being said, I shall FINALLY begin the tale of my week... or something along those lines.
The week began with Monday and the emergence of a brand new, scowling school day along the horizon. I got dressed, went, studied, passed, acted, and left. It ended with sleep and mas work to be completed. As I hadn't done ANY of the aforementioned "work" by the next morning, I decided to take a little personal day off from school, which prompted a nice, long speech from my mother about how I'm going to ruin my future by staying home... blah, blah, blah. I did some on-line shopping. Tres bon. So, Tuesday was pretty much cooler than Monday could ever aspire to be. Then, Wednesday came, and my History teacher was a bitch about me not being at school on Tuesday... I hate it when she does that. Even still, she gave me extentions on my work. I was pleased.
Wednesday still sucked.
Thursday was pretty crappy, too.
Friday, however, was wonderful., because we had a book chat in AP Lit. based around As I Lay Dying, and everyone told stories about their crappy childhoods that eventually led them to the lands of rich teen-dom. Everyone pretty much cried, except for me, really, because I won't do that sort of thing in class. Emotions are pretty shitty some times... I had no problem with them during that class, though... no problem at all.
Actually, I take that back; emotions aren't shitty. Ever. If you say that they are, then you're stupid, because emotions fuel a lot of really inspiring things. They grab my interests. Actually, I think that I'm going to write my first Teen Board column on emotions for the Macon Telegraph. I'm one of the associate editors, which makes me happy. My lovely Jenna isn't, though, and that PISSES me off.
Anyway, so ended Friday.
Today (Sat.), I'm spending the night at my friend Sarah's house, and she's pretty fucking awesome, so I'm going to go and hang with her.
Have fun reading about my boring week, skanks.
I love you guys.
Oh, yeah... we recently got our progress reports. Want to know? I'll bet you do!
AP Literature: 100
Drama: 100
AP World: 92
Advanced Acting: 100
AP Economics: 100
Journalism: 100
Yay, I have an easy schedule.