Meh, it turned out okay

I got me jellybeans today. ^_^

So the day was like a roller coaster. History was good, since we didn’t touch the packets at all. Yay for procrastination! English was good, we talked about short story A Rose for Emily. It involved alleged cannibalism and necrophilia. Yay for deviant sexual practices!

Chemistry sucked ass. I got a C on a test because I wasn’t able to finish up that last problem. T_T Then we fucked up on the the lab. We didn’t do it because apparently there wasn’t enough lead chloride solution…except she had made more. She never makes more. Fucking bitch has always said that what’s out there is all that we have. And she usually has other crap to do and doesn’t want us bothering her and shit. I hate this shit.

I got me a 2160 on the SAT! Improved from my old 2020 score!

I’m going off to eat some jellybeans and play some Diablo II.

Listening to: Nothing. I was too lazy to put anything on.

I have the high ground, you cannot defeat me!

I’m fucking pissed

I want some jellybeans. Especially the blue kind.

I want to not take the recycling group picture. I will not by running away. The boss will completely scrap the whole thing for the yearbook if I don’t take the picture. It’s as if I’m completely in control. I can crush the hopes of our inclusion in the yearbook of many…and I’m happy to do it. I’m in control…

I want my parents to go away forever. I hate them. I wish their end. I don’t want any of that shitwater anymore. I’m tired of it. Their fucking nagging and shit. I want it gone. Forever.

Listening to: Nothing. I’m too tired to get my earphones off my bed.

That belongs to me, the king!

Essays are shit

So, tonight, I come home, and my mom tells me that someone left a message talking about some essay of some sort, maybe the SAT one. Now, this is odd. SAT never does this, right? So I listen to it, and find out, it doesn’t have to do crap with the SAT, it was just my English teacher commending me on my personal essay, a 99/100 grade. Well, this was nice and all, but this has never happened to me. A teacher phoning home accomplishments, that is. But you know what’s stupid about this crap? I can get lovely grades on essays for class, but the essay for SAT, I completely fuck it up. I’ve been getting 5/12s on them, and for luck, the latest one I know of is a 6/12. Woo, big whoopdedoo. The SAT essay is shit.

I recently was able to stay up for 24 hours. I slept one afternoon at 4pm, woke at 11pm to do history essays, then went to the library afterschool that day to study for chemistry. Then I went home and stayed up till 11 doing work. And that’s 24 hours. Woo!

Listening to: Stone Temple Pilots – Wicked Garden.

I am royal, I am imperial, and I will laugh at you, living or dead!

Crap week this is

Mrrr, I had a damn English project on the book Bringing Down the House due Monday. I stayed up till 3 to do that shit. Now, I’m fucking tired. I have around 5 essays for AP US History due tomorrow. I can’t get a good night’s sleep tonight. And I have to walk to school tomorrow morning. And it’s a test day tomorrow. And its a short day tomorrow. That’s all the crap that’s up against me this week in AP US History. Fucking hell.

Not to mention my AP Chemistry work. Tons of fucking study sheets piled up since Friday I have to get done tomorrow. And the unit assignment for Thursday.

On a high note, I did get my DS Lite. But my dad thinks its borrowed and wants me to return it. Fucking hell.

This is a fucking crappy ass week.

Listening to: Mintjam-Despair and Hope -more rock style-.

KILL IT WITH BOOMSTICK

Sleep is good

I fall asleep in pretty much every class I take. I fall asleep in AP US History (they even say I snore), English Honors, and AP Chemistry (I recently fell asleep during a test ><). The only class I can stay awake in is Graphics because we are allowed to socialize and we’re at the computers for most of the time (poor place to sleep). Last night I got 12 hours of sleep and still I was yawning during the test. How much fucking sleep do I need to just stay awake?!

Speaking of the SATs, I did horribly today. T_T I probably screwed up the essay about high expectations and if it’s better than low ones (I wonder if they actually see if you disclosed the essay topic too early). I wasn’t able to the last math question on one of the sections because I simply was just too slow. T_T If I get a lower score than 2020 (which I got the first time I took it and I didn’t prepare for it) I will be royally screwed up the ass. T_T I shouldn’t have done this…

I felt like playing Ultimate DOOM today. It’s been a long while since I’ve played it. Brings back good memories. And bad memories. Damn demons hiding right around the corner in the fucking darkness. It also made me realize why I used to hate playing FPS. I played DOOM as an impressionable little kid…poor influence, you know. It was rather nerve-wracking to turn the corner and suddenly come face to face with an imp which then proceeds to burn your face off with a fireball. This game, coupled with some Time-Splitters game (it made me nauseous) may have put me off of FPS. Now though, I like multiplayer FPS. I think its better since there’s a respawn. But thats me.

Listening to: Spinal Tap-Tonight I’m Gonna Rock You Tonight. Comedy band, but it’s nice. The movie is good too. I love the tiny Stonehenge scene. XD

y hulo thar

Never will I ever again…I hope

Friday I decided to ride bike to school. That could possibly be the stupidest decision I have ever made. The morning was quite cold. My hands got near frozen off. When I got to school they were raw, numb, and itchy. And my bum was sore. Never will I do that again. I hate the fucking cold.

I went home on bike. I stuck my tongue out at a honking car. I’m going to be killed by them. Whee.

Today was last day at SAT Academy. No more needing to get up early on Saturdays! Wait, no, I still have to wake early next Saturday for the SAT itself…damn…

I went to San Francisco after SAT Academy. I heard my cousin saying that her young daughters should be more ladylike, polite, say “I am a girl” when asked “What are you?” It seems somewhat wrong to me that they are being indoctrinated with the idea that “they are female, they must be ladylike.” “Ladylike” says to me one of those preppy valley girl types that only care about makeup and boys…I hate those people.

Listening to: Russell Peters’ various standups that he has done, on Youtube. That is some funny ass shit.

“Failure is the condiment that gives success it’s flavor.” Damn pity the world looks down on failures. Not going into a UC with one that’s for sure.

I hate the cold

Good God I fucking hate the cold. It’s fucking cold right now. Fucking dammit.

Today I was recycling afterschool. Right in front of the big bin where we dump the recyclables were 2 boxes of old English textbooks waiting to be thrown in. They were on American Lit. They were older versions of the text we are using right now. I took one for leaving at home, so now I don’t have to carry one back and forth between school. Yay for lighter backpacks! After taking one, we unceremoniously flung the textbooks into the bin. It was quite enjoyable to do that, even though it carried some perverse notion of wrongness along with it. The throwing of textbooks… and the satisfying bang of it hitting the bottom of the bin…

I escaped the group picture for recycling today. That…is undeniably awesome. They tried to trick me into taking it, saying that they had taken it already…and then trying to detain me to force the picture. I ran. I got exercise. It was awesome. Even though they’re most likely going to use older pictures of me and try to Photoshop me in. Bastards.

Listening to: MintJam-Despair and Hope -more rock style-.

If at first you don’t succeed, you failed.