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Rezza gave us our essay questions ahead of time! heart thank god. Drouant wasn't paying attention and didn't realize I didn't turn something in, so I have a free 20/20 ^_^ FOSS OMG, he made my day even more than Drouant! I didn't have one of the homeworks written down, and it was the one he checked, of course, but since I had the previous ones, he gave me a 3/6. But when he put it in the computer, he put a 6/6!! I took it and RAN. Because now I just need a 103 ^_^ And Fihlman must not have been paying attention when she read my mass media project ^^;;; That made my day.
I have a better chance at my 103 for physics than the 93 I need for religion crying I only got 9 points off on the last test! But 1 was me just being blind, and 8 were from the essay ^^;;;
My week consists of choir and helping Beth study for math. And working my butt off to learn religion stuffs. I don't feel like learning it crying I understand it really well, but I can't remember all of it for some reason, which is weird because I memorized and entire chapter in psychology on sleep, dreams, and drugs in under 10 minutes, and it wasn't exactly basic info. Bleh. I don't like being tested on philosophy stuff. I like to learn about it. I want to know why, but don't test me on it! I only took psychology for the why-ness of it ^_^
I may have developed a slight transportation problem with the WWII tournament sweatdrop A teacher from St. Agnes is retiring, and what night do you think they choose to have the party?! ARGH. crying fortunately it's only for adults, so my parents are going, obviously. But where does that leave me? They don't know what time it starts or ends yet. *sigh* I guess that means I get to walk. oo, oo, even better: HITCHHIKE!!!!!! xd
I went to work on my story today only to realize that I can't until I have a few details worked out. Several details. I need a whole waking up sequence. I have questions that need answering ^_^ And will probably end up with more as I write. I can't believe that I feel like putting so much effort into writing this. I found all but the most important of my old notebooks. Actually, the first one I found was the one with the hazel poem ^_^ hmm...I'm missing another notebook besides the one with my fairy tale story...there was a whole series of them that I wrote that were good. One about a face, I remember. dang, I just realized how fixated I am. That's just a little disturbing to realize...
umm...^^;;; I try to keep all such thoughts middle burner, but it sneaks up front quite frequently. With help sometimes ^^;;; And front burner can turn fixated too easily for me to keep anything in front too long. Anyway, welcome to the land of the middle-front burner, where it's always better to throw heavy objects at my head when I look like I'm daydreaming ^_^ And as the first person to enter this wonderful land, you get...haha, no prizes, just annoyances. Sorry ^^ I'm useless, lol.
~nepie
I hate it when my friends are not getting along very well. I can feel the tension between Caitlin and Doris in the air. It won't be long before it snapped. And I'm caught up in the middle of it! I wanted to look at Doris's art journal, but she wasn't there. Plus, I wasn't sittting over there. I asked Kelsey to tell Doris I had it if she got back before I did, and Caitlin butted in and told me not to take it and was all like "she has to turn it in. blah blah blah." I knew it wasn't like it was due at the bell (hello, I only spend 50% of english talking to Christine, who works on her art journals on exam review day every time). But I left it anyway. GAH. I just wanted to look. I wasn't going to hurt anything. Sheesh. I'm not stupid. I wasn't stealing it permanently. We're talking 10 minutes, 15 tops.
All that, just because of some stupidity from when Stephy-face came to visit at CHRISTMAS. GEEZ, at least fight about something that means something. And why am I in the one being pushed around in the middle anyway? This isn't the first time something like this has happened lately. Caitlin tells me not to do something which somehow involves Doris, and Doris comes right behind her and says it's fine, which I knew in the first place but I listened to Caitlin out of a vague sense of friendship loyalty. GAH. I can't do this. I'm going to snap at one of them eventually if this keeps up, and I really hope it's Doris because she might actually listen to me. And she won't get mad, either.
But I'd rather get out of the middle of it stare
 nepie · Mon Mar 10, 2008 @ 08:25pm · 0 Comments |
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