Showing posts with label School. Show all posts
Showing posts with label School. Show all posts

Tuesday, October 28, 2008

Obama.

So. I'm getting an excused absence today to go see Obama. Pretty awesome. Sucks for the choir people who aren't allowed to go. It's just city county...like really? Oh well. I'm layered in under armor. Like I have 2 under armor tops and then a cheap one, and those dolphin tights I got in 8th grade and jeans and a sweatshirt and a cow jacket. Yeah. I'm still gonna be cold. It'll be worth it. I talked to Hook this morning. He was like I'm glad you're going, it'll do you more good than being in my class. That's comforting. 
Right now I'm sitting around doing nothing on these really nice computers because I already did my homework. 

I'm REALLY bored. REALLY BORED REALLY BORED. I actually just enjoy typing with this keyboard. It's heavenly, if a little too small. It sounds like scurrying little mice. The school is going to be so empty after second block, it's already pretty empty. 

Bored!
Bored!
Bored!
Bored!

When do you choir people get home? Like at a decent hour? 

Ok. AP English time. Fun!! Nothing to distract me unfortunately. 

Thursday, August 28, 2008

Looks Like...

my blog has gone back to one of it's first uses. I'm currently in the middle of writing my essay for AP English. Except I'm taking a break from writing, to write some more. Hm.

Classes are going well for me. AP English is pretty cool.

AP music theory is awesome...but I never want to do any other homework, and the class is really stressful because I'm so far behind everyone else and I like...have to think out loud in front of everyone. I don't like being flat out wrong in front of people and then being made to work through my process until I find out what I did wrong and fix it. I mean, I'm glad he's doing that, I really am, but it makes me feel REALLY uncomfortable. Hell, maybe that's a good thing.

Physics so far is....boring. Mr. Jackson is cool. But all we've done is significant figures, and disprove one of Aristotle's ideas. I learned how to do this in like...well a long time ago just from having science teachers for parents and being interested in physics. I mean I was doing Lizzy's homework last year 8 weeks into the class without being in the class. Hmph. I just wish we could do harder stuff. But it seems like we won't for at least 8 weeks.

Gov is pretty cool. I mean. It's like being in a regular class it's so easy. There's almost no homework and what homework we do get is spelled out for us. Hm. Interesting stuff though. Current events, not government. I hate government.

XC is going okish. yeah okish.

mmk back to my paper.

Friday, August 22, 2008

Feeling Off.

Which is weird because I ran with Andy and Keith and Dan today for the warm up. Now it was only 20 minutes. But it was easy to keep pace with them. I think they were holding back. But we also dropped Bani and Andrew, so maybe not. Idk. Ultimate was pretty good today. Oh. Before that. I stepped on a rock funny and twisted my ankle. It's cool though. It aches a little right now, but it's really not that bad.

Everyone is leaving for college, and school starts on Monday. Fun. I'm pretty sad that Ben is leaving, because I sure as hell don't have anyone else to jam with. Most of my camp friends have left already. Jessica left, even though she's still here. Julia doesn't leave for a while though, so we're probably going to go see a show.

I'm now officially Mr. Healy and Mr. Moyer's assistant. That'll be a good block. School isn't going to be too bad this year really...unless I just don't click with music theory which is entirely possible, but unlikely. AP english is going to suck. But it happens. Hm. It's started to semi feel like fall these past two days at practice. I actually got a little chill down my back where the sweat had been running when we pushed into the woods. Then of course when we played Ultimate I thought I was going to have a heat stroke. I don't do heat. As you all know.

I'm kind of pissed off I don't want to play electric guitar anymore. I walk into my room, admire the PRS hanging out my wall, pick it up, sigh and put it down. I just can't play electric right now, it feels weird. I play acoustic all the time though. I'm also kind of pissed off I don't like running anymore. I just do it because I've always done it. This is probably going to be a good season for me. But still....I used to like going out on distance runs, and now I don't. I think I'm just tired of the area. Meh.

I'm hungry.