On the eve of my seventeenth birthday, I have decided to enlighten the world with my philosphy. Or atleast that's what I'm telling myself.Yes, that's right. In T minus 40 minutes, I will officialy be the ripe 'ole age of 17. Did you detect a sense of sarcasim in that last line? Yes.Turning 17 isn't a big huge deal for me. Some may think that's a little crazy. Some also havn't turned 17.17 is one age that has the pleasure of being called, by me, a "bullshit year". Why? You ask. When a person turns 15, they normally get thier driver's permit. Upon my 16th birthday, I got my drivers license. Now, I'm tunring 17. What do I get? Nothing mandated my the state of North Carolina. Which has it's good-side, as well. Those DMV ladies are pricks and a half.Not to sound ungreatful, really. I'm happy I've survived 17 years of Mount Airy. Did you, perhaps, sense a hint of sarcasim in that line, too? yeah yeah.But no, really. I'm going to be 17. I'm going to be a prime number for the first time since 13! wOOt! And they said I didn't pay attention in math class.....buttmunches.Ahh, now on with my useless points.I'm a senior in high school right now. Yippie. Not. I'm happy it's over, but terrified I'm already here. It seems like just YESTERDAY I was starting kendergarten. Now I'm already 4 weeks into my last year of forced education. Scary.This is the kinda thing that keeps me up at night (along with Conan O'Brien). What the heck-fire am I going to do with the rest of my life?My family wants me to be a lawyer. Suuuure. Ok. You take my SAT for me, and write my application essays, and ohh yeah, re-take high school for me....and pay my 8+ years of tuition at law school. Ohh, and give me a place to live once I graduate. Phhhh.I think that the only reason they want me to be a lawyer, is so they have something to say about me when they talk to other people. Corey's going to be a friggin' doctor one day. And I'll just be the kid that lives in the basement....and drinks a lot. Ahh, the life of the struggling 45-year-old "writer". I can semi-understand why they would want me to do something as profound as being a lawyer. I mean, it's better than my current choice. Being a hobo mime in France. In sophomore English, Ms. S "The velli" gave us an assighnment. We were supposed to come up with 50 goals for our life. I put things down like "Walk on every contenint", "Become a weather girl", "Have a turtle named 'Speedy'" and "Have a best selling book". Some ambitious, some just fillers. My favorite one was "Fall in love". I've still got that silly notion in my head. WTF? Love....nah...but I WILL take another scoop of ice cream!With that, I have decided to make a list of goals that I wish to complete in the next year. If blogs are still around in 2005 (you never know, these computers could grow legs!), I'll try to update you upon my completion.1 - Loose 20 pounds. (I'd really like to loose like 1000, but lets be practicle).2 - Graduate high school (on time).3 - Go to college.4 - Figure out what I'm going to do for the rest of my life.5 - Be a published author (and if push-comes-to-shove, I can count my BEAR GROWL articles).6 - Read 5 thick books (Includes "You can't go home again").7 - Be absolutely happy for a solid period of time.8 - Get my first kiss.9 - Make the first move.10 - Read my horoscope every single day.
So there ya go. My 10 goals for the next 365 days.
Ohh yeah, I mentioned philospohy.....yeah...I'm MOST DEF not majoring in that...so I don't have one.
One more thing. Tonight I watched the movie Igby Goes Down. It's a great movie. And even if your a guy, you'll cry at the end. Or you'll feel SOMETHING at the end of this movie. It's great. It should be required viewing for all teenagers.
Tuesday, August 31, 2004
Monday, August 30, 2004
I'm watching Bubble Boy right now. And I'm LMFAO. Holy sizzle fizzle. This movie is funnilly. If you've ever seen it, "I pledge allegiance to the flag, of the United States of America." Haha, that's some fun times right there!
Lets see...What happened today?
Math, Belton didn't take up our homework (praise ALLAH) and then we just did some calculator stuff and he spent a good 20 minutes trying to type out our homework on the overhead calculator. That was hilarious. Ash made a drawing of Belton playing with the calculator. Whoa. That one needs to be framed. Belton also had a blue shirt on today *drool*. But not THE blue shirt. The Chad, DID have THE blue shirt on today. And then Lauren told me to stop calling The Chad, "The Chad" because her cheerleading coach is named "The Chad". Well, Lauren, your an idiot. So I'll call him whatever I please. Biach.
English wasn't too painful. We got Mrs. R. Talking about Senior Trip for like 30 minutes. Then we went over a billion quizzes we've taken, then we got assignments for reading Beowulf, which we're starting tomorrow. My row elected ME to read our part. Because I'm an "excellent reader"...Whatever...Those people just can't pronounce big words.
World History was pretty good. We took notes for friggin' ever. It was interesting stuff, though. We're on chapter 6 which is the Islamic Empire. Fun times. Then we had to do 5 questions from the book. I finished that in 5 minutes (literally) and then all the freshmen were going crazy for me to help them. So, I passed around my paper. I'm lazy. What can I say?
Lunch was coolio. I decided to go to Sonic today. So I got out of school and was on my way to Sonic. Just after putting in my order, Alex, Crystal, Blake and Kathryn got out of Alex's car and asked me to join them to dine. I obliged. We talked about random cancer-less foods (you REALLY had to be there) and ate. It was nice.
Journalism was so-so. I didn't do my articles. Now mine are due tomorrow. I'm still not done with them...Darn!
After school, I came home, talked to a few friends, and did some homework. Ugh. But I'm done now. I even read my Beowulf part aloud, LOUD in my room. Hehe.
I ate Subway for dinner. It was m..mm..GOOD!
BTW: this text color is THE COLOR for THE SHIRT. Guys, if you don't own a button-down shirt this color, GET ONE, I guarantee that you'll look good in it. I mean, it works for The Chad!
Lets see...What happened today?
Math, Belton didn't take up our homework (praise ALLAH) and then we just did some calculator stuff and he spent a good 20 minutes trying to type out our homework on the overhead calculator. That was hilarious. Ash made a drawing of Belton playing with the calculator. Whoa. That one needs to be framed. Belton also had a blue shirt on today *drool*. But not THE blue shirt. The Chad, DID have THE blue shirt on today. And then Lauren told me to stop calling The Chad, "The Chad" because her cheerleading coach is named "The Chad". Well, Lauren, your an idiot. So I'll call him whatever I please. Biach.
English wasn't too painful. We got Mrs. R. Talking about Senior Trip for like 30 minutes. Then we went over a billion quizzes we've taken, then we got assignments for reading Beowulf, which we're starting tomorrow. My row elected ME to read our part. Because I'm an "excellent reader"...Whatever...Those people just can't pronounce big words.
World History was pretty good. We took notes for friggin' ever. It was interesting stuff, though. We're on chapter 6 which is the Islamic Empire. Fun times. Then we had to do 5 questions from the book. I finished that in 5 minutes (literally) and then all the freshmen were going crazy for me to help them. So, I passed around my paper. I'm lazy. What can I say?
Lunch was coolio. I decided to go to Sonic today. So I got out of school and was on my way to Sonic. Just after putting in my order, Alex, Crystal, Blake and Kathryn got out of Alex's car and asked me to join them to dine. I obliged. We talked about random cancer-less foods (you REALLY had to be there) and ate. It was nice.
Journalism was so-so. I didn't do my articles. Now mine are due tomorrow. I'm still not done with them...Darn!
After school, I came home, talked to a few friends, and did some homework. Ugh. But I'm done now. I even read my Beowulf part aloud, LOUD in my room. Hehe.
I ate Subway for dinner. It was m..mm..GOOD!
BTW: this text color is THE COLOR for THE SHIRT. Guys, if you don't own a button-down shirt this color, GET ONE, I guarantee that you'll look good in it. I mean, it works for The Chad!
Sunday, August 29, 2004
Too much Bob
Last night, I went and saw AVP (Alien vs. Predator) and Spiderman 2.
AVP wasn't too bad. I followed the story line and all. I was cracked up MAJOR watching it, through. The Alien, had dread-locks (think Bob Marley's hair do on an 8-foot-tall silver thing) and the Predator was just ugly. Even the girl in the movie said it. HAHA. Fun times.
Next was Spiderman 2. I'd been wanting to see it. It was pretty good. Predicable, but good. But, there was one thing that I hated. You KNEW that the two big things that happend after Spidey killed off Doc. Ock. (Ohh, if I ruined the movie for ya...OOps, like you couldn't tell from the preview) but since I ALREADY knew that MJ was going to get up with Spiderman, and that whatshisname was going to find his father's "secret room", the last 20 minutes of the movie were boring.
It was kinda like LOTR. After that war thingy, the movie COULD have ended. But NOOO, there was another 45 minutes of not-needed film. Why? So they could bore me, some more.
Whoa. I'm gonna catch hell for that comment on LOTR. Ugh.
But yeah. So there. My "review" from AVP and Spiderman 2.
Ohh yeah, and there's TOTALLY gonna be a AVP 2, and maybe a Spidey3.
AVP wasn't too bad. I followed the story line and all. I was cracked up MAJOR watching it, through. The Alien, had dread-locks (think Bob Marley's hair do on an 8-foot-tall silver thing) and the Predator was just ugly. Even the girl in the movie said it. HAHA. Fun times.
Next was Spiderman 2. I'd been wanting to see it. It was pretty good. Predicable, but good. But, there was one thing that I hated. You KNEW that the two big things that happend after Spidey killed off Doc. Ock. (Ohh, if I ruined the movie for ya...OOps, like you couldn't tell from the preview) but since I ALREADY knew that MJ was going to get up with Spiderman, and that whatshisname was going to find his father's "secret room", the last 20 minutes of the movie were boring.
It was kinda like LOTR. After that war thingy, the movie COULD have ended. But NOOO, there was another 45 minutes of not-needed film. Why? So they could bore me, some more.
Whoa. I'm gonna catch hell for that comment on LOTR. Ugh.
But yeah. So there. My "review" from AVP and Spiderman 2.
Ohh yeah, and there's TOTALLY gonna be a AVP 2, and maybe a Spidey3.
Saturday, August 28, 2004
Writer's block on a funny title.
Yesterday was Friday.
It was an OK Friday. Sara wasn't at school. Paula yelled at me about "loving" Zack, even though she had broken up with him only a day earlier because "he had changed". She said that he had changed too much because he smokes and drinks and goes to parties now. Wait, I'm sorry. We're High School seniors...isn't that what is EXPECTED of us? I mean, not ALL of us, but I go to parties and stuff. I don't drink, and I MOST DEF don't smoke. But I go and have a good time. C'mon Paula. Grow up.
Now that I've vented about that, I don't feel like venting about anything else.
Math was fun yesterday, we didn't do ANYTHING. We just sat in there and helped with the crossword puzzel and talked. English was LONG, and I MOST DEF did horrible on our quiz. W.H. was so-so. We had a test that was cake. Then we did vocab. Then we talked.
Lunch was funny. I went to Subway because I was craving a pizza sub. I was standing in line, waiting to pay and stuff, when I suddenly just turned around.
Blake and Kathryn were standing there. Alex and Crystal had kinda kicked them out of going to lunch, so they decided to go out on thier own. They told me that they had been trying to get my attention for like 5 minutes. Oopsy!
So we sat together and ate and chatted. Fun times.
Then journalism was some more drama. Drama I wish not to speak of at this time.
Uggggh.
After school I called Sadie to see why she wasn't at school, and then I went to her house. She sprained her ankel. Bad. So I went to her house and chilled.
Her mom brought us Sonic for dinner, and we just chilled.
We watched "Little Women".
I love that movie. I've never read the book, but I still want to. Geez. I almost cried (again). If you havn't seen that movie, go rent it. You won't be sorry.
Now today.
I got up around....noon? And then I took a shower and started my laundry. There was nothing on TV, so I started watching "Principal takes a holiday" on ABC Family. I was a good 45 minutes into it, when our power went out.
I had smelled the rain coming, and I'd heard the rain POURING down, I had even heard the thunder. But it just pissed me off when the power went off.
SO then I read the paper, and my parents came back home to go get lunch. We went to C.F. Jones. Umm! Then I came back home.
I talked to Sadie and Emma for a minute, and now I'm getting ready to go to the drive-in to see Alien vs. Preditor and Spiderman 2. Both, of which, I havn't seen. Though, I don't really care to see the first.
I love going to the drive-in by myself. Not that I don't welcome company (a date...), it's just that I get to sit alone in my car, all snuggled up with my pillow and blankets and I get to laugh as loud as I want, and I don't have to listen to other people talk through the movie.
OK, so now I'm off to grab some grub, and then to the movie!!
(might post later)
It was an OK Friday. Sara wasn't at school. Paula yelled at me about "loving" Zack, even though she had broken up with him only a day earlier because "he had changed". She said that he had changed too much because he smokes and drinks and goes to parties now. Wait, I'm sorry. We're High School seniors...isn't that what is EXPECTED of us? I mean, not ALL of us, but I go to parties and stuff. I don't drink, and I MOST DEF don't smoke. But I go and have a good time. C'mon Paula. Grow up.
Now that I've vented about that, I don't feel like venting about anything else.
Math was fun yesterday, we didn't do ANYTHING. We just sat in there and helped with the crossword puzzel and talked. English was LONG, and I MOST DEF did horrible on our quiz. W.H. was so-so. We had a test that was cake. Then we did vocab. Then we talked.
Lunch was funny. I went to Subway because I was craving a pizza sub. I was standing in line, waiting to pay and stuff, when I suddenly just turned around.
Blake and Kathryn were standing there. Alex and Crystal had kinda kicked them out of going to lunch, so they decided to go out on thier own. They told me that they had been trying to get my attention for like 5 minutes. Oopsy!
So we sat together and ate and chatted. Fun times.
Then journalism was some more drama. Drama I wish not to speak of at this time.
Uggggh.
After school I called Sadie to see why she wasn't at school, and then I went to her house. She sprained her ankel. Bad. So I went to her house and chilled.
Her mom brought us Sonic for dinner, and we just chilled.
We watched "Little Women".
I love that movie. I've never read the book, but I still want to. Geez. I almost cried (again). If you havn't seen that movie, go rent it. You won't be sorry.
Now today.
I got up around....noon? And then I took a shower and started my laundry. There was nothing on TV, so I started watching "Principal takes a holiday" on ABC Family. I was a good 45 minutes into it, when our power went out.
I had smelled the rain coming, and I'd heard the rain POURING down, I had even heard the thunder. But it just pissed me off when the power went off.
SO then I read the paper, and my parents came back home to go get lunch. We went to C.F. Jones. Umm! Then I came back home.
I talked to Sadie and Emma for a minute, and now I'm getting ready to go to the drive-in to see Alien vs. Preditor and Spiderman 2. Both, of which, I havn't seen. Though, I don't really care to see the first.
I love going to the drive-in by myself. Not that I don't welcome company (a date...), it's just that I get to sit alone in my car, all snuggled up with my pillow and blankets and I get to laugh as loud as I want, and I don't have to listen to other people talk through the movie.
OK, so now I'm off to grab some grub, and then to the movie!!
(might post later)
Wednesday, August 25, 2004
Haha, hehe, ho(e) ho(e)
Haha, I lied. Maybe I can get a good post in here, afterall.
Today, I went to do my "senior project", which is shadowing.
For those of you unfamilliar with this term, "Shadowing" isn't the game you played with your brother when you were 10. It's when you take a day off from school and you go follow around someone on a career that you are inrested in.
I chose Alison Johnson. Chase Smith gave me the idea. He shadowed Alison last year, for his project.
I've known Alison for a few years, and she was happy to show me the ropes today.
We first met at her office and got some stuff together. Our first thing on the list was to go find this house out in the middle of NO WHERE and take pictures of it. That was kinda cool except that the house was NASTY. It was SOOO gross.
After that, we went back to the office and we had to do a BPO on the house that we had just viewed. That ment, that we had to find three houses on the market and compare them to this house. That was hard because your supposed to find one home that's worse, the same, and superior to the subject. Well...it wasn't hard to find one that was superior, that's 'fo sho'. Then we had to do the same thing with houses that were already sold. That wasn't so bad.
We then, went to Rotary, which is an international club thingy for townspeople business people to get together once a week at CCCC and eat lunch and talk for an hour. Alison said it was a good business refferal thing...and hey, it's Mount Airy...and ALL WE DO is gossip. We sat with Kathy Lewis (Shannon Horne's *cough slutbitchhoe* mom)
After THAT, we went BACK out to the middle of no where and we began to list this little country store. It wasn't so bad. We didn't have to measure any of the rooms or anything, all we had to do was get the paperwork started. yay.
After that, we had to do a market anaylsis on a house for a lady that was thinking of putting her home up for sale. Whoa. It sounds hard, but it took an all of five minutes using the WONDERFULNESS that is the internet. It probably wouldn't have taken me 5 minutes, but I was using a laptop, and the cord wasn't long enough for me to put it in my lap.
So that's pretty much it. I was hoping to be out by noon, but when she told me to go ahead and leave because it was after 3, I was like WHOA. I hadn't realized that the time had gone by so quickly. It really was some fun times. I also heard some HILARIOUS stories...and I've got my info for my paper.
So when I left there, I swung by Sonic and then I went and got gas, and came home to start my mound of homework that I had THOUGHT I had put a dent into last night..boy, was I wrong!
I had some MAJOR ancient Greek Lit. to learn, and some vocab to do. I had to write a vocab story (my other post), some studying of diagraming sentences, looked over my Direct and Indirect object notes, and I'm SUPPOSED to write one of my three articles for journalism AND write my own "editorial interpretation" on an editorial I was FORCED to read in 4th the other day..."E I" means that no one signed up to do editorials (because NO ONE CARES) and Mrs. Carson wants us to "put forth our best effort" because she wants to use one of our "E I"'s in our paper....ha...no one's gonna do it!
Today, I went to do my "senior project", which is shadowing.
For those of you unfamilliar with this term, "Shadowing" isn't the game you played with your brother when you were 10. It's when you take a day off from school and you go follow around someone on a career that you are inrested in.
I chose Alison Johnson. Chase Smith gave me the idea. He shadowed Alison last year, for his project.
I've known Alison for a few years, and she was happy to show me the ropes today.
We first met at her office and got some stuff together. Our first thing on the list was to go find this house out in the middle of NO WHERE and take pictures of it. That was kinda cool except that the house was NASTY. It was SOOO gross.
After that, we went back to the office and we had to do a BPO on the house that we had just viewed. That ment, that we had to find three houses on the market and compare them to this house. That was hard because your supposed to find one home that's worse, the same, and superior to the subject. Well...it wasn't hard to find one that was superior, that's 'fo sho'. Then we had to do the same thing with houses that were already sold. That wasn't so bad.
We then, went to Rotary, which is an international club thingy for townspeople business people to get together once a week at CCCC and eat lunch and talk for an hour. Alison said it was a good business refferal thing...and hey, it's Mount Airy...and ALL WE DO is gossip. We sat with Kathy Lewis (Shannon Horne's *cough slutbitchhoe* mom)
After THAT, we went BACK out to the middle of no where and we began to list this little country store. It wasn't so bad. We didn't have to measure any of the rooms or anything, all we had to do was get the paperwork started. yay.
After that, we had to do a market anaylsis on a house for a lady that was thinking of putting her home up for sale. Whoa. It sounds hard, but it took an all of five minutes using the WONDERFULNESS that is the internet. It probably wouldn't have taken me 5 minutes, but I was using a laptop, and the cord wasn't long enough for me to put it in my lap.
So that's pretty much it. I was hoping to be out by noon, but when she told me to go ahead and leave because it was after 3, I was like WHOA. I hadn't realized that the time had gone by so quickly. It really was some fun times. I also heard some HILARIOUS stories...and I've got my info for my paper.
So when I left there, I swung by Sonic and then I went and got gas, and came home to start my mound of homework that I had THOUGHT I had put a dent into last night..boy, was I wrong!
I had some MAJOR ancient Greek Lit. to learn, and some vocab to do. I had to write a vocab story (my other post), some studying of diagraming sentences, looked over my Direct and Indirect object notes, and I'm SUPPOSED to write one of my three articles for journalism AND write my own "editorial interpretation" on an editorial I was FORCED to read in 4th the other day..."E I" means that no one signed up to do editorials (because NO ONE CARES) and Mrs. Carson wants us to "put forth our best effort" because she wants to use one of our "E I"'s in our paper....ha...no one's gonna do it!
Tuesday, August 24, 2004
My vocab story...
Sorry guys, no time to post. But, here's my vocab story for English!
In one of my current classes, I was recently deceived. My teacher told me that my grades were deficient. I decided to deft my teacher's explanation of my bad grades and to try to detect what could have actually happened and try to deter this from happening again.
There were a diversity of earnest ways to go about figuring out this elaborate problem. I decided to emanate this problem and see if I could figure out how this could have happened.
In order to dissolve this problem, I decided that I could emulate a few of my last works, and see if I really deserved my grade.
Finally, I decided to encompass my friends in my problem. They were happy to help me and endorse me in figuring out my real grade.
Once were thought we had encountered the problem. Could this enhance the situation? The essence of my problem was that maybe my teacher had made a mistake in computing the grades.
To establish a plan of action, one friend explicitly stated that since my teacher was such an extrovert person, and completely fallible, that maybe to facilitate the problem, he had possibly fabricated his explanation of my bad grades, in order to re-incorporate my grades and to implement a new plan for my grades.
In the end, I learned that my teacher had simply inadvertently put someone else's bad grades, in the place of my good grades.
In one of my current classes, I was recently deceived. My teacher told me that my grades were deficient. I decided to deft my teacher's explanation of my bad grades and to try to detect what could have actually happened and try to deter this from happening again.
There were a diversity of earnest ways to go about figuring out this elaborate problem. I decided to emanate this problem and see if I could figure out how this could have happened.
In order to dissolve this problem, I decided that I could emulate a few of my last works, and see if I really deserved my grade.
Finally, I decided to encompass my friends in my problem. They were happy to help me and endorse me in figuring out my real grade.
Once were thought we had encountered the problem. Could this enhance the situation? The essence of my problem was that maybe my teacher had made a mistake in computing the grades.
To establish a plan of action, one friend explicitly stated that since my teacher was such an extrovert person, and completely fallible, that maybe to facilitate the problem, he had possibly fabricated his explanation of my bad grades, in order to re-incorporate my grades and to implement a new plan for my grades.
In the end, I learned that my teacher had simply inadvertently put someone else's bad grades, in the place of my good grades.
Monday, August 23, 2004
Funny "shno mo"!
I wrote a really good, funny, and LONG blog about my adventurous weekend. Only, my blog messed up and it got erased. I would re-type it...but it's long...and now I can't remember all of the funny stuff I said.
Maybe later....you can always complain to my computer about how pissed you are it keeps fucking up...maybe it'll listen to you..
Maybe later....you can always complain to my computer about how pissed you are it keeps fucking up...maybe it'll listen to you..
Friday, August 20, 2004
Late-Night thought
I can't sleep.
I'm talking to Mikel about stuff.
I still can't sleep.
I've been thinking about everything that's going on, again.
Today, in forth, Erin Mayberry and I were looking through the new supplement for last years year book. We got to the graduation page and it was SOOO weird. We were both like "Holy shit...next year...that's going to be us." That's still weird to think about.
Anyway. The other night, I discovered that I could (need) to take one (or two) night classes at Surry next semester.
I already knew that I had to start next summer with both summer sessions, and then the regular fall and spring semesters. But now, I can get one or two classes out of the way next semester. I mean, my classes next semester aren't hard or anything.
Now, I have to go re-take the placement test at Surry, and pick up the list of classes offered.
I'm thinking about taking one of my Bios, or maybe one of my math classes. This is just to lighten the load. I mean, first summer session, I have economics, public speaking, Western Lit. and one other class. But I have like 3 of them with my brother (I think) and one with Amber (I think).
It's just odd to have to be thinking about this. When Corey comes home for Fall break..or Thanksgiving, I think we're going to go over and get everything in line to start classes. yay.
I have to have 30 hours to transfer to App. Within the first summer session next year, I'm supposed to have 15 hours....and by the end, they said that I'll have my 44hour core thingy done. That means, that if I actually GET INTO App when I want to (Fall 2006) I'll actually ender App as a second semester Sophomore...which means...oh yeah! I've gotta pick a major.
Ohh, I'm tired of thinking of this now...maybe I can get some sleep now.
PS - Corey's GONE as of 4 PM tomorrow! Fuck ^ Yeah!
I'm talking to Mikel about stuff.
I still can't sleep.
I've been thinking about everything that's going on, again.
Today, in forth, Erin Mayberry and I were looking through the new supplement for last years year book. We got to the graduation page and it was SOOO weird. We were both like "Holy shit...next year...that's going to be us." That's still weird to think about.
Anyway. The other night, I discovered that I could (need) to take one (or two) night classes at Surry next semester.
I already knew that I had to start next summer with both summer sessions, and then the regular fall and spring semesters. But now, I can get one or two classes out of the way next semester. I mean, my classes next semester aren't hard or anything.
Now, I have to go re-take the placement test at Surry, and pick up the list of classes offered.
I'm thinking about taking one of my Bios, or maybe one of my math classes. This is just to lighten the load. I mean, first summer session, I have economics, public speaking, Western Lit. and one other class. But I have like 3 of them with my brother (I think) and one with Amber (I think).
It's just odd to have to be thinking about this. When Corey comes home for Fall break..or Thanksgiving, I think we're going to go over and get everything in line to start classes. yay.
I have to have 30 hours to transfer to App. Within the first summer session next year, I'm supposed to have 15 hours....and by the end, they said that I'll have my 44hour core thingy done. That means, that if I actually GET INTO App when I want to (Fall 2006) I'll actually ender App as a second semester Sophomore...which means...oh yeah! I've gotta pick a major.
Ohh, I'm tired of thinking of this now...maybe I can get some sleep now.
PS - Corey's GONE as of 4 PM tomorrow! Fuck ^ Yeah!
Thursday, August 19, 2004
Linkies! (is that a word?)
This is Steve Hofstetter's website. Look at the bottom of the page and watch the show clips. Guarenteed to make you "rofl"!
http://www.stevehofstetter.com/collegecomic/
Also, check out Justin Johnson's latest column on (first page)
Then, check out one onf Justin's video blogs....Justin vs. Hurricane Charley is amazing and so is "preachers"...
What a difference Today makes!
"I feel that balls are to men what pocketbooks are to women. Its just a little bag, but we'd feel naked in public without them" -Carrie Bradshaw, Sex in the City
Ahh, that (^^^) explains it!
Yippy Skippy! I'm in a good mood! I think it's because my afternoon nap lasted longer than normal. So I'm set to stay up 'til like 3 now...Rock solid!
That's my new saying, "Rock Solid"...Actually...I don't know. If I said that around a select few, they might think that I was talking about something else....Hum...
First period this morning was pretty good. We did graphs and stuff and once I got started I semi-understood it. Everyone was looking at me like I was effing crazy when I would ask questions. It's not MY FAULT that my brain is incapable of mathematics comprehension.
English was so-so. Apparently, Tasha, Luke, Lionel, Cody and myself missed the memo that Mrs. Ridolfi would be back in her room today, so after all of the bells rang, Mrs. Roden walked into the room and told us that Mrs. Ridolfi was back in her room....Thanks.
So we all marched into English with everyone just kinda looking at us. Like it's never happend to them!
After that, we started doing sentence diagrams and stuff. We made up our own sentences and then gave them to a partner to diagram. Not too bad. Only, EX made up a sentence where the complement (yes, it's spelled with an E!) to the sentence was "endzone". Well, that's not too bad, only no one in the class knew if "endzone" was one word, or two. So, we asked Lionel and he said that he thought it was one word. Then Chelsey (BECKY!) chimed in and said, "Well, it depends on which one your talking about. I mean, if you're talking about the one in the Earth's atmosphere, it's one word." I couldn't let that go. I turned around and blurted out, "That's enDOzone" and the class busted out with laughter. Then dumbfuck Lauren had to go and say, "It's OK Chelsey, I thought it was endzone, too!" and I said, "Ohh, well I'm sorry that I PAID ATTENTION IN EARTH SCIENCE". Haha. Suckers! I was thinking in my head..."I like HORSIES!"....Prime example of a shit stick. ROCK SOLID!
So after that, I was off to World History. Greeeeat.
We took like four pages of notes, then we did questions from the book, then we did a vocab quiz. Whoopee.
Lunch was funnilly. Ashley snorted, Liz almost squirted drink out, again, Mikel just kinda sat there...
At lunch, I was finishing up my math homework, and one of the problems asked to find the other point on a graph that a parallelogram would be. I asked Ash what a parallelogram was. She and Mikel looked at me like I was effing crazy. What? I already TOLD YOU I'm an idiot! But it was funny!
Journalism...Liz and I went to Sonic, then we rode around a while, then we went back to school and roamed the halls. Tomorrow I have to go fix my schedule for next semester. I think I'm going to Intern Tammy (Goins) in the office. Because it'll be fun. I guess.
That's all that happened today. Kinda boring, but hella funny.
Ohh Yeah! I've almost perfected Cartman's "homo" saying. As Ash would say, Sc-Sc-Sc-S-score!
Now, some comments on the Olympics.
Last night, one of the Hamm brothers won gold, after a very upsetting fall during his vault. He won in the closest marginal score (.012) in Olympics history. Now, he's done quite a few interviews in the past few days, and he sounds like a 12-year-old boy...With a lisp.
Dude, your balls need to drop! For rizzel. Your 21, and you haven't hit puberty yet? Dude, sorry about that. Maybe it's that swinging thing you do on the Pallmo Horse....maybe you should lay off that....give the 'lil fellas a break...K?
Wednesday, August 18, 2004
Modern-day shit sticks
Today was kinda L.O.N.G.
It was nuts. First period went by kinda fast. Belton wasn't there *sad emoticon* but we had Tyler (Nelson)'s Mom. She's cool. We re-worked problems that we got wrong on that test that I failed Tuesday. You remember how I said I failed? Yeah..There were 20 problems and I got 6 right. Figures.
We laughed and talked, and made a BUNCH of noise.
English was absolutely one of the longest hours and a half that I have ever sat through, this is including a few assemblies and half of Mrs. Carson's class.
We were going over our Direct and Indirect Object sheets that we had had for homework. Painless, you might say, but NO! Ridolfi just loves to get up infront of the class and preach the importance of this. I'm sorry other Betty, I will never need to explain to someone the difference between a Direct OR Indirect object, and I'll also never have to explain to someone the difference between Direct/Indirect Objects and Predicate Nouns and Predicate Objects. BUT, for argument sake, I WILL explain the difference between the two.
Direct tells the actual object: I bake cake.
I - Subject
bake - verb
cake - Direct object.
But, in the sentence, "I bake John cookies"
I - Subject
bake - verb
cookies - Direct Object
John - INDIRECT object, because it tells for WHOM I bake the cookies.
Now, the difference between the D/ID Object and Predicate Nouns and Adjectives is that in a sentence, if the verb is a "linking verb", you don't have D/ID Objects.
In this sentence, Lauren is a student
Lauren - Subject
is - verb (LINKING)
student - Predicate Noun
It's not a direct object, because "is" is a linking verb.
And in this sentence, Lauren is an excellent student
Lauren - Subject
is - verb (LINKING)
student - Predicate Noun
excellent - Predicate Adjective (Because, what is an adjective? A descriptive word...Excellent DESCRIBES student)
I hope the above grammar lesson clears up some stuff for people. It's not hard. You just have to picture Mrs. R standing up at the front of the class, preaching from her podium.
After our 45 minute lesson on D/ID Objects (for the THIRD time), we began to diagram sentences.
I remember doing this stuff in Mrs. Carson's class. It's not too hard, normally.
But Mrs. Ridolfi gave us four examples of sentences and told us how to do it.
I shit you not people, one of these sentences was more complicated than a math problem. I mean, it might as well have been an effing complex fraction problem. It was HUGE. It was hard.
Juniors, pay attention to Mrs. Carson when she teaches this shit, I GUARANTEE you'll see it again.
There is one thing that gets me about Mrs. Ridolfi.
We finished up diagramming sentences with about 10 minutes left of class. Most teachers, after Boreing their students to DEATH, would let their rotting class begin to recover and pack our crap up for the last 10 minutes, OR let us get started on homework. No. Mrs. R ALWAYS has something for us to "work on" for the next day.
Today, this was our packets of work from the book. She confussled us all when she broke us into groups and then she assigned us all questions that tomorrow, we will "teach to the class" in an "exciting but intelligent way"...WTF? Half of the people in that class don't know what "intelligent" means...And I'm pretty sure they don't know how to teach smart shit to thier peers.
Mrs. Carson's class was cake compared to Mrs. Ridolfi's class. If I had my choice, Mrs. Carson would have been my English teacher all through school. Wanna know why? She never makes us do anything, she always let us go outside to read on pretty days, and she loved to let us read alone AKA "talking to our friends about the 'book'". That class was bomb-ass. Juniors, beware. Of the Betty.
After second period, I was completely tired. It was hard to walk up the hall back to CIVILIZATION (we're in the Junior High) for World History.
World History, Mac moved the desks and assigned seats. This is good and bad. Good because I'm across the room from Corey Scarce and bad because 1) Corey can still see me 2) I'm not close to Mac's desk anymore. Darn it. It was fun sitting over there and talking to him after I was done with work.
In WH, we took notes, took a current events quiz, and then we did presentations of civilizations we made like a week ago. Not hard, only Corey had been in my group, so he stood by me and kept asking me about my "date" with Mikel the other day, and then he asked if WE should go to lunch one day. I WANTED to say "AbsoLUTELY no fucking way to fucktard", I SAID "Um..NO!". Then he was looking at my locket, asking what was in it, an excuse to look down my shirt, I'm not a dumbfuck, but he is.
Ugh.
After third, I was SOOO hungry, and I KNEW that the pretzels in my bag just weren't gonna cut it today. So, I sprinted down to lunch and signed myself out. I went to Sonic. It was good. I felt bad because I didn't tell Ash and everyone where I was going, but I was STARVING and figured that they wouldn't be too worried about me. Besides, I came back like 10 minutes early to talk to them.
Journalism.
Holy Cow.
Dr. Tim Farley (our new superintendent) came to our journalism class to speak with us about our issues with the new policy.
For once, I am glad I was around Alex.
Alex Tilley just hammered him with questions.
Now that I have met, and talked to Dr. Farley, I know that he is the dickhead everyone thinks he is.
Alex was drilling him with questions, and they were GREAT questions he really voiced concerns, but Farley would tip-toe around everything. This annoyed the shizzel fizzel out of me. If you SAY your going to tell the truth, say it you idiot. Don't stand up there and prance around the truth.
As I was watching Farley stand infront of our class, I realized that he reminded me of Ben Stiller. He looks like Ben, only with a gay mustache. He wasn't funny like Stiller though. And the man that bears the same name, Chris Farley, is a god compared to this Farley.
So overall, I was not impressed with Farley. He's arrogant and needs to shave.
He also needs to get rid of the Sponge Bob keychain thingy that he has...and he said WE act elementary.
That is all for now, should the above post have been boring...go to http://www.collegehumor.com and read some funny stuff...
ALSO: I love how BLOGspot's spellchecker doesn't recognize "blog" as a word...
It was nuts. First period went by kinda fast. Belton wasn't there *sad emoticon* but we had Tyler (Nelson)'s Mom. She's cool. We re-worked problems that we got wrong on that test that I failed Tuesday. You remember how I said I failed? Yeah..There were 20 problems and I got 6 right. Figures.
We laughed and talked, and made a BUNCH of noise.
English was absolutely one of the longest hours and a half that I have ever sat through, this is including a few assemblies and half of Mrs. Carson's class.
We were going over our Direct and Indirect Object sheets that we had had for homework. Painless, you might say, but NO! Ridolfi just loves to get up infront of the class and preach the importance of this. I'm sorry other Betty, I will never need to explain to someone the difference between a Direct OR Indirect object, and I'll also never have to explain to someone the difference between Direct/Indirect Objects and Predicate Nouns and Predicate Objects. BUT, for argument sake, I WILL explain the difference between the two.
Direct tells the actual object: I bake cake.
I - Subject
bake - verb
cake - Direct object.
But, in the sentence, "I bake John cookies"
I - Subject
bake - verb
cookies - Direct Object
John - INDIRECT object, because it tells for WHOM I bake the cookies.
Now, the difference between the D/ID Object and Predicate Nouns and Adjectives is that in a sentence, if the verb is a "linking verb", you don't have D/ID Objects.
In this sentence, Lauren is a student
Lauren - Subject
is - verb (LINKING)
student - Predicate Noun
It's not a direct object, because "is" is a linking verb.
And in this sentence, Lauren is an excellent student
Lauren - Subject
is - verb (LINKING)
student - Predicate Noun
excellent - Predicate Adjective (Because, what is an adjective? A descriptive word...Excellent DESCRIBES student)
I hope the above grammar lesson clears up some stuff for people. It's not hard. You just have to picture Mrs. R standing up at the front of the class, preaching from her podium.
After our 45 minute lesson on D/ID Objects (for the THIRD time), we began to diagram sentences.
I remember doing this stuff in Mrs. Carson's class. It's not too hard, normally.
But Mrs. Ridolfi gave us four examples of sentences and told us how to do it.
I shit you not people, one of these sentences was more complicated than a math problem. I mean, it might as well have been an effing complex fraction problem. It was HUGE. It was hard.
Juniors, pay attention to Mrs. Carson when she teaches this shit, I GUARANTEE you'll see it again.
There is one thing that gets me about Mrs. Ridolfi.
We finished up diagramming sentences with about 10 minutes left of class. Most teachers, after Boreing their students to DEATH, would let their rotting class begin to recover and pack our crap up for the last 10 minutes, OR let us get started on homework. No. Mrs. R ALWAYS has something for us to "work on" for the next day.
Today, this was our packets of work from the book. She confussled us all when she broke us into groups and then she assigned us all questions that tomorrow, we will "teach to the class" in an "exciting but intelligent way"...WTF? Half of the people in that class don't know what "intelligent" means...And I'm pretty sure they don't know how to teach smart shit to thier peers.
Mrs. Carson's class was cake compared to Mrs. Ridolfi's class. If I had my choice, Mrs. Carson would have been my English teacher all through school. Wanna know why? She never makes us do anything, she always let us go outside to read on pretty days, and she loved to let us read alone AKA "talking to our friends about the 'book'". That class was bomb-ass. Juniors, beware. Of the Betty.
After second period, I was completely tired. It was hard to walk up the hall back to CIVILIZATION (we're in the Junior High) for World History.
World History, Mac moved the desks and assigned seats. This is good and bad. Good because I'm across the room from Corey Scarce and bad because 1) Corey can still see me 2) I'm not close to Mac's desk anymore. Darn it. It was fun sitting over there and talking to him after I was done with work.
In WH, we took notes, took a current events quiz, and then we did presentations of civilizations we made like a week ago. Not hard, only Corey had been in my group, so he stood by me and kept asking me about my "date" with Mikel the other day, and then he asked if WE should go to lunch one day. I WANTED to say "AbsoLUTELY no fucking way to fucktard", I SAID "Um..NO!". Then he was looking at my locket, asking what was in it, an excuse to look down my shirt, I'm not a dumbfuck, but he is.
Ugh.
After third, I was SOOO hungry, and I KNEW that the pretzels in my bag just weren't gonna cut it today. So, I sprinted down to lunch and signed myself out. I went to Sonic. It was good. I felt bad because I didn't tell Ash and everyone where I was going, but I was STARVING and figured that they wouldn't be too worried about me. Besides, I came back like 10 minutes early to talk to them.
Journalism.
Holy Cow.
Dr. Tim Farley (our new superintendent) came to our journalism class to speak with us about our issues with the new policy.
For once, I am glad I was around Alex.
Alex Tilley just hammered him with questions.
Now that I have met, and talked to Dr. Farley, I know that he is the dickhead everyone thinks he is.
Alex was drilling him with questions, and they were GREAT questions he really voiced concerns, but Farley would tip-toe around everything. This annoyed the shizzel fizzel out of me. If you SAY your going to tell the truth, say it you idiot. Don't stand up there and prance around the truth.
As I was watching Farley stand infront of our class, I realized that he reminded me of Ben Stiller. He looks like Ben, only with a gay mustache. He wasn't funny like Stiller though. And the man that bears the same name, Chris Farley, is a god compared to this Farley.
So overall, I was not impressed with Farley. He's arrogant and needs to shave.
He also needs to get rid of the Sponge Bob keychain thingy that he has...and he said WE act elementary.
That is all for now, should the above post have been boring...go to http://www.collegehumor.com and read some funny stuff...
ALSO: I love how BLOGspot's spellchecker doesn't recognize "blog" as a word...
Tuesday, August 17, 2004
Busy bee!
The title to this blog is misleading.
First, when reading "busy bee" you might have thought, "Ohh it was a busy day for Courtney," but it wasn't.
Second, you may be thinking "Ohh, well maybe she's got a lot of homework,"...Nope, not that either.
I have some homework...But only like a page of questions...And I guess I should start on my articles for the paper..
No, I just think the title has a nice ring to it.
Enough of that.
My day...
It wasn't too bad. I got to fail a test in math (no kidding!), then I had to take an English quiz with 25 words that I didn't know...And then I had to take a World History test....Whoa...I really should have studied for that one...
I went from my 100 on the last one to a 71 on this one...It sounds bad, but I was one of only 6 people out of 28 that passed...
I told Mac that that should tell him something about his teaching methods...And he told me to stop brushing my hair during class....LOL
Lunch was coolio! I went to eat with Mikel at Subway! It was fun. He made me laugh a lot, and he also got to watch me atempt NOT to get sauce all over me...Thank goodness they give you a mound of napkins! We got back just in time, yay!
I had to run to Shoes 'N Stuff to get an ad I made OKed (is that an actual word?) but the guy wasn't there. Then I went to Lizzie's house and layed on her bed while she was getting some stuff ready. Fun times.
I was cracking Liz up in the car on the way back to school.
I did my version of Michael Ian Black on I love the 80s "Coke-III-eee-nA!" it was funnilly.
Then, I was talking to Liz in the "Samantha voice".
For those of you who live under a rock, the "Samantha voice" is when I talk like Samantha on Sex and the City. Complete virgins like Ash, who haven't seen the show before, don't get the novelty of it. But Liz does....What does that tell ya?!
The Samantha voice is a very complex thing to master. You have to speak in a sultry voice, but you can't try too hard. You also, have to make any sentence seem like a sexual innuendo.
Since I know Ashley....This isn't too hard. I have an arsenal of sexual innuendos...Fun times.
I would give you an example of my Samantha voice, but it's a VOICE and you've kinda got to hear it, to get the full effect.
Hum...that's about it.
I think I'm going to take a quick nap now, and get up for That 70s Show re-runs at 5....then I'll be good to stay up and watch the Olympics and stuff.
Peace out! **yes, do the Cecil motion from Cruel Intentions, or "Secret Society"...)
First, when reading "busy bee" you might have thought, "Ohh it was a busy day for Courtney," but it wasn't.
Second, you may be thinking "Ohh, well maybe she's got a lot of homework,"...Nope, not that either.
I have some homework...But only like a page of questions...And I guess I should start on my articles for the paper..
No, I just think the title has a nice ring to it.
Enough of that.
My day...
It wasn't too bad. I got to fail a test in math (no kidding!), then I had to take an English quiz with 25 words that I didn't know...And then I had to take a World History test....Whoa...I really should have studied for that one...
I went from my 100 on the last one to a 71 on this one...It sounds bad, but I was one of only 6 people out of 28 that passed...
I told Mac that that should tell him something about his teaching methods...And he told me to stop brushing my hair during class....LOL
Lunch was coolio! I went to eat with Mikel at Subway! It was fun. He made me laugh a lot, and he also got to watch me atempt NOT to get sauce all over me...Thank goodness they give you a mound of napkins! We got back just in time, yay!
I had to run to Shoes 'N Stuff to get an ad I made OKed (is that an actual word?) but the guy wasn't there. Then I went to Lizzie's house and layed on her bed while she was getting some stuff ready. Fun times.
I was cracking Liz up in the car on the way back to school.
I did my version of Michael Ian Black on I love the 80s "Coke-III-eee-nA!" it was funnilly.
Then, I was talking to Liz in the "Samantha voice".
For those of you who live under a rock, the "Samantha voice" is when I talk like Samantha on Sex and the City. Complete virgins like Ash, who haven't seen the show before, don't get the novelty of it. But Liz does....What does that tell ya?!
The Samantha voice is a very complex thing to master. You have to speak in a sultry voice, but you can't try too hard. You also, have to make any sentence seem like a sexual innuendo.
Since I know Ashley....This isn't too hard. I have an arsenal of sexual innuendos...Fun times.
I would give you an example of my Samantha voice, but it's a VOICE and you've kinda got to hear it, to get the full effect.
Hum...that's about it.
I think I'm going to take a quick nap now, and get up for That 70s Show re-runs at 5....then I'll be good to stay up and watch the Olympics and stuff.
Peace out! **yes, do the Cecil motion from Cruel Intentions, or "Secret Society"...)
Wow.
For the past like, three weeks, my blogger has been being a buttmunch, and hasn't been letting me on.
But it's OK now.
I'm a senior now.
It's official.
It's not THAT bad, yet.
My math class is hecka hard but Ash and Sara are in there to bullshit with me...and Coach Belton is the teacher...and he smells good....so there you go.
English isn't too bad. She just gives is a lot of homework, and she likes grammar...
World History is kinda fun. Mac's class is hilarious. And so far, easy.
Lunch is rockin'.
Ash, Mikel, Allison, Lizzie and sometimes Sara. Fun times. I've been out to senior lunch twice...fun times...
Journalism is semi-fun. Some of the people in there *all of them except for Liz* I could live without...but maybe next semester will be better...with ASH!
That's really all.
Nothing much has really happend.
I still talk to Adam, and things are getting better between us, but only after a few times of me yelling at him, which means he just sat there and took it, he never has a good argument back. ugh. Then we talk about farming stuff. I swear, I could work on that farm and actually know what I'm doing.
Later, when it's not 2:06 AM, and I don't have school...I'll get back to quality blogging...
For the past like, three weeks, my blogger has been being a buttmunch, and hasn't been letting me on.
But it's OK now.
I'm a senior now.
It's official.
It's not THAT bad, yet.
My math class is hecka hard but Ash and Sara are in there to bullshit with me...and Coach Belton is the teacher...and he smells good....so there you go.
English isn't too bad. She just gives is a lot of homework, and she likes grammar...
World History is kinda fun. Mac's class is hilarious. And so far, easy.
Lunch is rockin'.
Ash, Mikel, Allison, Lizzie and sometimes Sara. Fun times. I've been out to senior lunch twice...fun times...
Journalism is semi-fun. Some of the people in there *all of them except for Liz* I could live without...but maybe next semester will be better...with ASH!
That's really all.
Nothing much has really happend.
I still talk to Adam, and things are getting better between us, but only after a few times of me yelling at him, which means he just sat there and took it, he never has a good argument back. ugh. Then we talk about farming stuff. I swear, I could work on that farm and actually know what I'm doing.
Later, when it's not 2:06 AM, and I don't have school...I'll get back to quality blogging...
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