I don’t like Britney Spears. She can dance, but she can’t sing, and she can’t sing and dance at the same time. Despite that, she’s a gazillionaire. I can handle all of that, but this is ridiculous. I saw a picture of it on CompuServe. (If you have AIM, go to What’s New and click the Simon/Britney link, then the wax statue link in the article.) It’s just… sigh.
The Google Halloween logo is very cute. I love how they change the logo for holidays, even obscure ones, and you almost don’t notice.
Anyway. Wednesday. We got our cumulative tests back in PreCal. I got an 85, but when she worked out the bonus question on the board, I realized I had it right even though she’d marked it wrong. I asked her to fix it, and she was really nice about it.
I went to Ms. Sim’s room during lunch. I was supposed to record my Voice of Democracy essay, but Greg did his, so I arranged to do it later. Ian (who’s her aide this year) put some grades in the computer, then sat and read his book. That reminded me a lot of myself.
We had our first DBQ (Document-Based Question) in Adkins. We had to analyze whether Jefferson’s characterization as a strict constructionist of the Constitution, and Madison’s as a loose constructionist, where evident in their presidencies. Yeah, something like that, only more flowery. I think I did pretty well. I remembered more than I though I would, and it helps that the time period was 1801-1817, and we’re only at 1830 or so in class now.
After school, Mr. T was busy helping people with the end-of-quarter grade crunch, so we didn’t play. I finished up my report for Geology (I’m so glad I had time to do it, ’cause the file wouldn’t open on my computer), then we just hung out. Greg and Ian played Magic. I don’t play, nor do I want to learn. I just pick up the cards randomly and look at the interesting pictures. But I always put them back where I got them from, so they don’t get angry. They just call me a four-year-old, and I glare, and we move on.
After that, I went back to Greg’s house to record my essay. It took three takes, but only because we weren’t sure how long the delay was before the tape would start recording. It kept picking up after I started reading. But we finally got it right, and he brought me home.
Yesterday, I was just too preoccupied to get online. I got an A in PreCal, which was a relief. I wasn’t expecting a B, but you never know. Ms. Comerford gave us our RP grades earlier this week, another A.
Presentations in geology were screwed up. Why would any teacher cause himself the stress of having a project due on the last day of the quarter? Mind you, this is knowing that people will be absent, that the projects all have to be presented in one class period, and that the projects have to be graded and grades submitted by noon the next day? That class annoys me already, but I’ve gotten better at not letting it get to me. Things are so stressful this year, I just deal with them as they happen.
I spent lunch in the Cyber Lab studying for my Adkins test. I was supposed to be tutoring, but Mr. Belanger’s door was locked, so I switched locations. Mykella was there doing something on the computer, but we were both busy, so I didn’t ask what. The test was pretty painless, and then we watched video projects.
Ms. Sim was busy with the end-of-quarter crunch, too, so we got to wander around. She drafted me to make the “happy scholar” smiley faces for students that got A’s in her class. Then we had a fire drill, and then I talked to Greg.
I got at least two compliments on my pumpkin earrings yesterday. That makes them worth wearing, ’cause they’re really heavy. And as I was walking out, Kevin (a junior from my Adkins class) told me that I made the Promised Land!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! So, I got an A on my paper (93), just barely snagged an A in his class (90!), and I got an A on the test. It was a light test, only 90 points, no essay, but still. Three Adkins A’s in one day is cause for delight. And I was pretty delighted. I came home and spent the rest of the day reading magazines and watching tv and talking to Greg on the phone.
Today, I did my math homework and discussion points, and went over my college applications again. I have a lot of work to do, and not much time in which to get it all done. I want Mrs. Anderson to write a reccomendation letter for me, and I need to write a few (!!!) essays. Also, this weekend, I’m going to a party at Megan and Stephanie’s tomorrow afternoon, then to the movies with Greg. I still need to see what my mom’s plans are for Sunday, so that I can possibly shop for something to wear to Homecoming next Saturday. And I still don’t know what to do about Class Day. I kind of want to go, senior year and spirit and all. Greg, however, wants to go with Ian to see The Matrix Revolutions, since it comes out that day. I know Ian doesn’t really want me there. Relationshippiness and all, but it’s not my business, so I won’t say anything more. I have a few more days to decide.
Grr. I think I’m handling this time pretty well, considering the circumstances, but if life only gets harder after this, I’m in for some life.
Friday Five: Halloween, of course.
1. What was your first Halloween costume? I was only four months old on my first Halloween, so (according to my mom, mind you), I sat in my walker with a cowboy hat on, giving all the trick-or-treaters toothless baby smiles.
2. What was your best costume and why? I was just thinking about past costumes this morning. I always loved the fairy princess costume my grandmother made me, because it was so shiny and I got to have a wand and a crown. I think I won an award in preschool for my Indian princess costume, though. And my mermaid costume was cute….
3. Did you ever play a trick on someone who didn’t give you a treat? Nope. All the people I ran into had candy. I remember one house where the people weren’t home. They left a tray outside, trusting us to just take our share.
4. Do you have any Halloween traditions? (ie: Family pumpkin carving, special dinner before trick or treating, etc.) No. After I stopped going out, I sat outside and gave out candy, but that’s about it.
5. Share your favorite scary story…real or legend! Ooh, okay. A guy and his girlfriend are driving late at night in the woods when he runs out of gas. The guy goes to look for help, telling his girlfriend to stay in the car. “Don’t open the doors to anyone. You’ll know it’s me because I’ll knock three times.” So he leaves. The girl waits, and waits, and waits. Then she hears three knocks on the car, very slowly. She looks around, but she doesn’t see her boyfriend, so she continues to wait. The noise repeats. Knock, knock, knock. Still no boyfriend in sight. Later, three more knocks. The girl turns all the way around, peers through the back windshield of the car, sees her boyfriend hanging from a tree, and screams as the wind blows his body against the car, knock, knock, knock. Bwahaha. ;)