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| Welcome to my life... I might write it in english... |
| Numerology is my new thing. Alex is getting into Wicca and Emily is kinda pissed at both of us. That sucks and I love her but I have to do my own thing. My recent obsession is also ticking my dad off. yay. As if his anger at manga could be topped. It could! Anyway, I just find it really interesting to match up what numerology says to what I observe in the people I love. Like what I just read about personality numbers or life expression numbers; mine being 5 I would make a good teacher. My friend Alex has a 6 and she would make a good caretaker or a happy-pill for the people around her. I have to say that hers, at least, is accurate (to some extent). She really helped me through last year. (Be it as it may through sheer stupidity and annoyance.) I never really thank her for that. Then again, she's really not serious enough to accept any amount of thanks. There are just so many things about it which seem true to me. Don't think I'm going to go off the deepend and start believing that it can predict the future or that it's always a hundred-percent accurate, but it is always interesting. |
| A funny story about me and pep band. I'm addicted in a very bad way. I signed up for it first in eighth grade; because I could. It wasn't really my thing, but I didn't mind it. I then signed up for it as a freshman. By this time, however, I started to get more and more homework and was pressured into playing in an ensemble. But, everything was alright with me. I had a friend with me to lessen the boredom of the game. Then came sophmore year, by the time of which I had more homework and two ensembles. This is about the time I had sworn off ever joining pep band ever again. Junior year it took me two days after I had signed up to feel the horror of what I had done. Oh yeah. It was bad. Two ensembles and more school-related stress than I had at any other time in my life. It was exactly the wrong mixture of boredom and stress. This year I figured it all out a lot sooner. It only took me one hour after I had signed up. The good news, however, is that I have less homework now and am only in one ensemble and have friends who joined pep band. And, of course, there is the extra bonus of being able to split my share of pep band with Emily (who actually wanted to be in pep band). I hope this is the end of my foul addiction. |
| myfreedegree.com -scholarship stuff; grants... etc. |
| Hmm... to live or to do homework; that is the question. It is my personal belief that life comes first but it is my personal habit that homework comes first. What a conundrum. I would rather write all day long... |
| Alex is cool, she just gets on my nerves when I'm in a bad mood which is my problem. I really need to work on that... |
| lik'fu itz bit'ga lik'fu itz grab'tad lik'fu sut'kiz just kidding, life is beautiful (lik'fu = life) (itz = is) (bit'ga = big) (grab'tad = grand) (sut'kiz = sucks) (bedoktitfut'l = beautiful) I used to be able to write whole paragraphs in that code. ee (as in bleak) = ed eh (as in bed) = er ah (as in bath) = ab ih (as in hit) = it ie ( as in bike) = ik oo (as in broom) = ok oo (as in book) = oc oh (as in boat) = on o (as in bought) = od uh (as in button) = ut ng (as in swing) = gon ch (as in chair) = c t=n and n=t there are tons of other rules, but I forget what most of them are... |
| I have no IDEA what I want to do for a living when I get out of high school. I'm an A student (usually...*hey, dont look at me like that!*), am taking all the hard classes (to ease the boredom) and I really like math. Yes, I am a crazy person. College, college, college... What ryhms with college? I feel like Dr. Seuss. ... Where did he go to college? |
| Darnit. School. Hate it. Not really, but I'll say it anyway. It's really weird, but I loved school up until the last nine weeks of last year. I don't know what happened, I guess I just lost all faith that there would ever come a day when I wasn't working on school or band work or something and I just gave up. I'm hoping that this year I have a slightly better outlook on school. With two study halls monday, wednesday and friday, this should work out. |
| Finally. An update in the school levy field... Sports and all extra curriculars are cut from the North Fork Local School System unless we can raise several thousand dollars. One way we are working to accomplish this: Selling 500 dollar lottery/raffle tickets. We need to sell a thousand of them. That's it. That seems really stupid to me. Who would want to buy a five-hundred dollar ticket? Where in the world would they find a thousand buyers? I don't know. Personally, I think that it was a stupid idea and that I'm not going to have marching band next year. You know what I say? Whatever. I give up. I don't care. My community wants to give up on me, I give up on them. I'm just glad that school's out. Now I have less homework, at least. I know I don't seem to be in a very good mood at the moment. That's partially because of my naturally sarcastic nature, and partially because of the idjit. The idjit, my "friend" Alexandra. She's driving me up the walls. I'm supposed to be teaching her how to play the mellophone. I need her number so that I can call her up and schedule and out-of-school lesson. She writes a phone-number, in pink ink, in sloppy handwriting, on my hand on the last day of school. I tried today to call her up and, lo and behold, it was the wrong phone number. Is her phone number listed? Can I look it up simply by knowing her address? No. Of course she's not listed. That would actually be helpfull. What kind of idiot forgets their own phone number? Oh, I could flick her if she were within reach. |
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