No Answer Means I'm Here

It's Halloween, the most creative, yet sucky holiday out there. I don't like little kids, I don't like them at my door, and I don't like them sucking out my candy stash since I don't buy candy for them. I don't like answering my door for anyone really. I think it's a little creepy considering these kids don't know me or care, really.

Just had my first people come by. I didn't answer, nor will I answer. I'm sorry, but I'm in my comfy pj's procrastinating on my AP outline. I'm not gonna give that up to satisfy your candy needs. Nobody gives me candy anymore. I swear, the lady in the office of my apartments thought I was in like my 20's Is that why? I look old? Psh.

Just came up with a punny phase for Halloween. It's GENIUS. Now I have to wait for next year to use it though, I just hope I can remember it.

Please people, do not ask me if I want candy. You know I do, but it makes me feel lazy. I will take Twizzlers or anything licorice-y and well, pretty much anything you don't want. Oh, screw it, just give me all you don't want. I'll take it.

Uh, I'm so bored. I really want to watch a scary movie, but I get scared way too easily. Stupid school work got me at home. Bleh. I really don't want to do web stories anymore, I feel like I write too much sometimes. I seriously need to stick to my lovely angrily-written columns and editorials.

Censorship and Thank You

Today, as I  looked up Rocklin High School trying to get to the website, I found an article on the LA Times about my actions against the censorship of Different Seasons by Stephen King. I followed this trail through the internet to protests letter sent to the board, to even an article in the NY Daily news! I cannot believe how large this has gotten.

It's late at night, and I need to go to bed soon, but I want to thank everyone who has supported me, especially my teachers. There were many times I wanted to hide, and many times I almost regretted my actions, but they have bolstered me through everything. Mr. Bills is included in that list; his regard, kindness, empathy, and openness have really comforted me. I know that some negative backlash will hit him as it has hit me, maybe even more so, and I worry about that a lot.

Next Wednesday, the results come in for if the board will ban Different Seasons or not. I hope it's not banned, really, because if it is, I plan to pursue the issue higher. I want this problem to not become a large mark on RHS, but I cannot sit by and watch this happen.

AW

Popcorn

I am officially naming my pod: The Popcorn Pod. Seriously? What kind of name is that?? It's the most awesome name out there!!! This pod (including some others outside of it), has the best people ever. Each day, one of us brings popcorn and we share it all. All the time. Butter or not. Someone always brings popcorn. I found that it is really the best journalism food EVER. Popcorn rules. Nuff said. I would totally bring in other warm food (hot chocolate, soup), but it gets too messy. Popcorn is the perfect mix. Not messy enough to make a big deal, and still warm enough to make you nice and toasty as well as satisfy the taste buds. Popcorn Pod. It's official.

Summer Work Starts Now

I usually leave my "creative writing" for the summer, since I have more time, but I've decided that no time is like the present and that I really want to start it now. Soo......... my goal: 1 chapter per month. Gives me time to fix the probs and that way by the time summer comes, i'll have 5 chapters ready for editing and even more on the way!!! YEPPI!! YEEAAHHHHHH!!! I'm sorry, I'm a little too excited. I have a plan that actually might work. MIGHT. Okay, enough of the fun stuff. Back to serious business.

Oh . . . Spanish . . .

Oh, Spanish. Why must you be so mean to me? Why must you taunt me with people who seem to pick it up flawlessly. Uggg . . . Spanish. It's not that I don't like you, Spanish. It's just no matter how hard I try to understand  you, the more confused I get. *Sigh* Thou art one of the banes of thy existence.

I Think I Love You Juliette

Awwww, popcorn day in my pod. :D I love all my peeps, well, most of them. Anyways, Juliette always makes my day better for the following reasons:

• she makes me feel silly and hilarious
• she makes me popcorn
• I like her popcorn
• she's always happy
• she works out for me
• seriously, she always has energy . . . I don't know where it comes from, but it's there

There are cheetah ants in this place. I swear, killed one, and it magically came back to life, like a Chuck Norris ant. Crazy crazy shtuff, man.

THIS IS WHAT YOU WANTED! THIS IS WHAT YOU HAD IN MIND! This hurts my throat....

So, over the weekend, I was in my room listening to the song "Ticks and Leeches", by Tool. As I got to the its chorus, I remembered that I was home alone, and that I felt the urge to sing along. Except it was more like scream along to the song. I did so anyway. The result felt pretty good, but the sound I made should never, ever, be reproduced in an environment that consists of people other than me. Also, my throat hurt later. I suppose this is why I should stick to speeches about politics, not heavy metal songs.

Asian Afro

I had the Creepy Concert yesterday for Dance 2. I did the dance for "Adams Family," which is a super cheesy dance to a cheesy song. I swear though, I got so screwed over. We had been dancing to a recording, which was slow and very nice because then we could articulate our movements. As soon as the song started, it was like it was sped up 666 times! It was quite horrible, you see. I was supposed to start the ripple for one part and I had no idea when I was starting because nobody could really keep up. I totally blame Mr. Dick. There ain't no way in which the song should be played that fast. Horrible, horrible.

My hair had to be in pig-tails. I HATE PIG-TAILS. They make me look like I'm 4. And then, it had to be teased. My hair doesn't like to be purposefully tangled. It doesn't like to be touched at all, that why I keep it in a simple ponytail, out of my face and out of mind. Right now, it still looks like it got shot and trampled on. I don't understand why people tease their hair anyways. It just killed mine, and now I'm longing for the soft, smooth hair I've always had because if I have to deal with this any longer, I'm going to go crazy.

When I first took out the hair ties, I swear my hair was still in the position is was in WITH the hair ties. It was pretty crazy.

I really can't wait till Thanksgiving. Last week was the hardest yet, not because of the work-load, but because of the people I've had to put up with. I really wish I could kick back with my homies and not talk about school or family or money or college or whatnot.

My Pandora is not being very nice. I updated it and guess what I get now? Limited skips and lots, LOTS, of ads. Every two seconds, it pops up and shows me something I really don't care about. And now, if I open up another app to play with, then the Pandora app shuts down and I go into rage-mode. I don't understand anything in math and I swear if Pandora was working, then I'd understand. How any of that correlates, I don't know. PANDORA, PLEASE UNDERSTAND I LIKE OTHER ARTISTS BESIDES FREAKING SELENA AND HER BROTHER. AH DIOS MIO! I like listening to Spanish music, but I don't like listening to the exact same song over and over. Oh, Pandora, I will delete you someday and go back to my beloved YouTube, even though it has its own problems.

My Sunday TV-time got taken up helping my sophomores and talking to my brother-in-law, not that I really mind, but that's also my nap time, so I'm a little irritated. Everybody really needs to avoid me for the next couple of days.

Oh, but good thing is that I got a Mock Trial sweatshirt! Thanks to anybody who helped fundraise.

From Japan to my hands

This is a picture of my mom and dad with the some of the pharmacy students in Japan.

So my dad just recently got back from working in Japan for an entire month, needless to say I missed him...I admit I am guilty to being a daddy's girl, not that I'm spoiled or anything(lol) but I love to talk to my dad about everything because my mom and I don't always see eye to eye but my dad and I do. Some of my absolute fondest memories are with my dad, who works harder than any other man I've met. He is a pain doctor, a pharmacist/professer at the UCDavis Medical Center in Sacramento, and lets just say if you were in pain, my dad would be your best friend. So he just went to Japan to teach pharmacy students how to run their hospitals like we do(yup, they want to be like us, because we are awesome,lol AMURICAN pride) and he traveled all over Japan visiting Kyoto, Kobe, Tokyo, even Hiroshima...you name it, he visited buddhist temples, spas where the fish eat the dead skin off your feet, traditional hotels(ryokan)...but most importantly he visited with the people. Which after watching Bizzare foods and a lot of travel channel on my part, I have found this truly is the most significant part of learning about a culture. Meeting the people and truly understanding their way of life is essential. My dad made lasting friendships, he learned their culture and they learned ours. Just like what happened with my French foreign exhchange student Ines just last summer. Dr. Sari Nakagawa bought me a book by the famous Japanese writer(who almost won a Nobel literature prize) Haruki Murakami called Norwegian Woods because my dad told her I love to read/write. Very thoughtful gifters they are, and I feel so blessed to feel like part of the world. A best friend in Paris, soon to be friends in Japan(they visit in February and I get to meet them), and hopefully connections from even more places in the future. My hands are open to every beautiful culture out there that accepts me, and Japan is just one of many, my dad tells me they are the some of the nicest people he has ever met, and he cried when he left them(grown man crying, that is SAYIN something people) Nonetheless, the Japanese are a great people and I hope to visit there like my dad did one day, live among the people, and experience their traditional yet modern culture.

We Don't Dip

In Pereira's class, we are supposed to write a story...Horrible-ness. I think 3/4 of my group will be super chill and there will be that one person that doesn't wanna flow with the rest of us. I've been super mad these last couple days because people be trippin'. I don't appreciate it.

Oh . . . short blogs . . . I'm done. Stupid weather got me tired.

Rain and Mud

It's finally raining! I love the rain so much, it makes me really happy. I also sleep so well, it's crazy. So, today in cross country we will be running at William Jessup to help prepare us for league finals. First off, it's going to be raining (which is so fun to run in), and second, it's probably going to muddy (which is even more fun because it's mud. mud.) So yeah . . .

Home Stretch

I've been so busy since the beginning of August with Water Polo. School included. Sometimes though I guess I'd rather be doing stuff all the time compared to doing nothing and being bored and lazy. Only two more games of polo next week then its all over! I've had such a great season and learned so much. I loved meeting the cute new freshmen and I've been having a great year so far. 2012's almost over :O Oh my.
I'm happy though. When water polo is over then I can focus on MT (Mock Trial) more often because I haven't been able to go to many practices because of it. Oh well.
One more week! Hallelujah! :)))

Cookies/It's On Alina/Jeopardy...Oh My

Hey, like cookies? Like 'em a WHOLE lot? Or not even a whole lot, maybe a midnight snack because, you know, we all get up at midnight for eating because that's how we Americans do it. Well, I'm the girl you're lookin' for. Juli...Juli Schwarzkopf's the name. The cookies are really good! And I'm not lying just because I have to fundraise them. They really are good, especially raw. Mmmm, good.

So, my selling fundraising door-to-door technique is simple. I put the giant picture of the cookie towards the customer. Kinda like a hint. And as soon as they see it, they'll either reject me and I'll happily skip to the next house because I didn't waste my time at that house, or I'll give my spiel. Is that the word? Hmm. Anyways, so on the envelope it's like "Don't say 'buy' or 'sell.' Say 'Can you help me?'" And that's what I say and usually I get the reaction of "So yea, what do you want?" Do people not understand that if I'm holding a giant 8 by 11 inch picture of a darned tasty cookie, then how much more obvious can I get? Should I really just say, "Hungry? I got cookies." I honestly think the whole idea of trying to get people interested in what I have to fundraise is a lot of time taken up. Either way, people keep asking me how much I've sold. I SHALL NOT TELL. It makes me feel feelings to tell people the number.

We had to play Jeopardy in Spanish III Honors. I'm good at Spanish. Let me tell you that. No, my ego ain't inflated when it comes to Spanish...that's reserved for Rahul. But, we got into a group. And Austin Tran was the one that hosted it for my particular group. Apparently, he wasn't being sarcastic when he said we had to slap down our hand and yell "Tran is king." Let me warn you:  my mind can only work so fast and it can only work for so long. I have like a 2 minute go-time when it comes to paying attention. I also become super competitive. Very competitive.... So me being me, I'd get this MINOR detail wrong, and Austin wouldn't accept it D:. And I'm like, "Why you mad bro?!" Either way, while doing the free-write, I noticed I passed the 150 word mark when everybody seemed to go really slow. So take that. Too bad though. I wasn't listening to the prompt, so I just kinda wrote. Defeats the purpose, of course, but hey, my 2 minutes was up. Freakin' Jeopardy. How I can write 150 words of pure silly nonsense, I don't know, but it happens, especially when you're me. Haha, nonsense.

Anyways, I come on here to read the stories and update this and I see Alina's Bible-length post and my competitiveness kicked in. Sorry Alina, but I post the longest blogs. Haha, yea, but that was a REALLY long blog. And unfortunately, politics doesn't set off my 2 minutes, it inhibits it. So, not following the election or whatever is supposedly really important to the world. APPARENTLY, KIM KARDASHIAN'S HORRIBLE OUTFIT IS SUPPOSED TO BE MEANINGFUL TO MY LIFE. DOES IT LOOK LIKE I CARE WHAT SHE WEARS? JEEZ. If that's what it means to be a journalist these days, then there ain't no way I'm going to do that. However, I do see myself being a blogger. I just can't help it this year.

Cookies, yea, darn tasty.... Milk, yea, goes with cookies.... Cookies, yea, go with more cookies....Also, why is there nobody for M&M cookies? Those are good. I understand the oatmeal raisin isn't exactly the biggest seller, but M&M? Weird....

Stressful

Last year I fully believed that this year could be one of the hardest ones yet. Everyone had said so and I decided to give them the benefit of the doubt. I suppose this year could have been easier, but at the same time, I know I wouldn't have made it that easy. Besides that this year has certainly been the best so far, it has also been the most hectic- for me. Others could simply state that it is a walk in the park, and I would agree, but so far, I believe that this year won't slow down like last year did. Not at all. I just hope that I am able to take the bull by the horns and ride it through without getting whipped and banged around too much!

I hate homework

I feel like homework takes over my life....literally all I do is go to school, do homework, go to softball, and then do more homework.  My AP World outlines take me hours to do, and Algebra 2 is horrible.  Plus, AR is a waste of time...and I think everyone else agrees.  So basically, I hate school right now...

Inquiring minds want to know...

Hello Peoples of planet Earth. I blog to you today about an issue we all have an opinion on or lack of one. This is my take on the presidential election, or in my viewpoint, just the election (who cares about the president? power is in the senate people, oh and THE PEOPLE, the power is in THE PEOPLE, not souly the president...) Anywho, so all you Romney readers can just be flat out aware that I like Obama, and I know you are just dying to know why, well fellow classmates and other strange inhabitants of this planet, I am not a democrat, although I am more liberal, to me, Obama is what government should be, he has no religious jurisdiction, no motive on inhibiting the people on MORAL standards. But of course, Romney cannot make abortion illegal, he also cannot make gay marriage illegal, but he can stop funding to planned parenthood, he can try and make it much HARDER. And to that I say what many of us are wondering, "WHAT THE HELL HAPPENED TO SEPERATION OF CHURCH AND STATE?" I enjoy my freedom, and when someone comes into power who brings their own moral standards with them, I say, that is flat out wrong. America is about protecting the minorities rights. If he makes abortion even harder to get, we will have what we had when it was illegal, death... Putting restrictions does not stop people, HELLO! That is how the United States of America was CREATED. We didn't listen to what was restricing us from bettering ourselves, and doing what we know was what was good for ourselves. The government was made for the PEOPLE, therefore it shouldnt be able to tell them what they can do with their own bodies. And what is more disgusting, is that people think we should be able to control what the definition of marriage is? I'm sorry, but last time I checked we are all human. Since when has love and marriage been restricted to just a man and a woman? Oh yeah THE BIBLE!!! Government + Bible = Suppression of the minority, different peoples rights are REVOKED. So, for all you Romney lovers out there, sure...maybe he can make a change that is better for big business or some of the middle class...but in the end he will do more harm to our country than we can handle. If he could have, he probably would have been the guy to pass the don't ask don't tell act, I mean...if you like Romney...is it because you hate Obama and what he has done? Is it because you agree with his religious and moral standards? If so, you like him for the wrong reasons. Since when has our president been responsible to uphold these standards? Obama did not make America what it is today, Bush...the senate...the house of reps...the people...ARE THE ONES RESPONSIBLE. When you point your finger at Obama and call him a, "communist" you are truly pointing at yourself crazy Republican people(this comment is strictly to those who call him a communist) Because you are the communist, you have no idea what you are talking about and go strictly off of feelings and not facts. You are the reason for our downfalls, so please, move to Cuba, thank you. Therefore, when I think of what I am looking for in a president it is Obama. He is the hope the country needs, we don't need someone new messing with the system, trying to get things done that are out of his jursidiction. We need Obama to continue his work building our country stronger in education and keeping our liberty for ALL alive. Thanks :) Comment. I'd love to debate with you.

Junior Year...

This year has been the busiest of my life! What with three AP's, three honors, and of course journalism and dance, my life has been pretty hectic. If you don't know me, and have never seen my planner... yeah there is no spare room in that thing.

Plus, I'm now a black belt candidate in karate (yay!), so hopefully I will test in May for my black belt. For all of you who have taken AP classes before... you will know that I am NOT happy about testing for black belt in May. I am really hoping for September, but who knows. For my black belt test, I have to study a lot. I have to know all of the history of my style of karate (Ishinryu) which is not simply on a piece of paper I have to memorize. I'm just supposed to be able to 'pick it up' in class and black belt testings and stuff. NOT EASY. So, come May, I will be studying for AP Bio, APUS, APES, karate, SAT, and ACT.

Once this year is over, I will definitely be appreciating summer vacation a whole lot more.

Lyrics>Presentations

So I am obsessed with music lyrics. Like I'm a lyrics nerd like Julie is a language nerd. (Btw props on that Julie-so wish I could get into languages like that.)Anyways, so I analyze lyrics whenever I can. I try not to too much because I end up getting so consumed in it that I forget to do other more "important" things like homework. 
I'd have to say that Regina Spektor's lyrics are one of my favorites. She may not have the best music, but her lyrics will knock your socks off. They will make you think, "Whoa! I never thought about that! What? That is so cool how she related those together." I think its mainly because I love literary terms. In English right now we are starting a literary terms unit and I am in heaven. 
Like English used to be hell for me because we were doing presentations and I don't do presentations. I can sing, dance, or act in front of anyone. But once I have to have a speaking part or have a speech, I would do almost anything to get out of it. I have no idea why but talking in front of people is not my forte. I always trip up my words and I am just so nervous. No matter what I tell myself and even though my brain totally understands that this is seriously not a big deal, my body seems to still think it is in panic attack. It really sucks big time. 
Anyways, just sharing my obsession with lyrics and my issues with presentations. 

Ants

So M5 has recently become the site of yet another ant infestation. I was made aware of this about a half-hour ago, when I noticed a few of the things scurrying about my desk. Depending on my thought process, I usually either try to stave of the invasion by killing as many as I can, or, if there's not too many, I just try to ignore them. Today, though, I tried an experiment. Apparently, ants get really disturbed if you hold a computer mouse above them so that the red light beam shines on them. I managed to chase several of them away via this process. Experiment successful. ... I should probably do something more interesting with my life....

Flying!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

So I have decided to write my blog in this cool font.I was bored and was just messin' around with all the different buttons and found it. It looks like the font on a type writer. So . . . anyway yesterday I jumped with my horse over three feet. I think three feet, two inches. It was super fun and exhilarating! It feels like you are flying! 

My Colorful Foreign Vocabulary

I have just found a site that will teach me ASL, American Sign Language, which I am just dying to learn. I absolutely love foreign language and I have been wanting to learn this for a while, so I'm definitely stoked for this!:D

Not only that, with the Monday off, I can continue my learning for Japanese:D. Oh yay! I really wish I could go on some studying abroad thing, it sounds sooooo cool. If only I wasn't afraid to travel by myself:/.

Yay, I'm so happy now. However, I feel like a nerd. I have to admit I've already finished my five required hours of listening/speaking Spanish. I'm now on like my seventh hour and I've just gotten the new paper to log down my hours on Friday. I have to say I'm such a language nerd. Such a nerd...:)

If I was only an English nerd and wanted to read Tuesdays With Morrie.... Dang it. What to do, what to do.

No Titles Make Great Titles

Do you ever try to tell somebody indirectly that you don't exactly fancy them? Or even like them in general? I do.

Anyways, lovin' the fact that we have Monday off. Not lovin' the fact that I'm so done with school already. I'm burned out! Everybody makes me paranoid now. I certainly agree with Cali about the senioritis. It's got me. The only thing that's REALLY keepin' me going is something that happened sometime last week that made my day a lot better:). Yes, Shelby-Boo, I still think of that. That and the Picnic Club, which I can't wait to start eating during lunch with my homies and homettes. I really wish I could be like V.P. so I could do something cool and make posters or type up some e-mails or file something. GIVE ME A JOB MCKENNA! MAKE MEH A SECOND V.P. OR SOMETHING. D: Let me make a poster! I also can't wait to meet people, I think it's nice to know a lot of people.

Ms. Teigland and the homettes think I'm somewhat popular around campus because I'm apparently a "drifter," going from table to table, to library, to behind the library, to Frank and Nichols' rooms, to the peeps in front of the K building to talk to people. It's just that I like variety with my peeps. Although I kinda do know a bit of people.... I dunno, I should make a list one of these days. While walking with Juliette to plus, I talked to five different people. Is that considered a lot? I don't even know anymore. I feel really bad missing the first meeting for Anime Club. I feel like I'll be an outsider sorta. I'll just have to see.:D

I think it's safe to say that the JV water polo guys think I'm Luis' girlfriend even though they have no evidence to back their claims. I think the Varsity water polo chicks think I'm weird. Some of them give me really weird looks, just because I sit there and don't really do anything.

Not that Maddie really cares, but I think responsibility is where you own up to your problems and deal with it. You do what you gotta do and go with what you got. In a sense...

Tuesdays with Morrie

I wonder if a book can change your life.
I mean, I'm sure it can, depending on a lot of factors. I have to read Tuesdays with Morrie for AR this quarter and apparently it's a life changing book. I havent gotten that far into it yet.
Pretty much it's about a dude who has ALS and is slowly dying. He was a pyschologist, one that focused mainly on the relationships in life. When one of his old wayward students comes to see him while he is dying, Morrie begins to teach him little lessons about life and death.
I haven't really gotten that far into the book to know what these lessons are, but I'm curious to see what it's like. Everyone I've talked to has liked the book and taken something good away from it. I hope that I can too.

Responsibility

An instance came up in my life questioning responsibility. Not to sound cocky or anything, but I feel like I have a pretty good understanding of responsibility.
What is responsibility? It's an obligation, right? The thing with responsibility is that it encompasses so much, depending on who you are. For me, my responsibilities are babysitting my little siblings, getting all my homework done, and practicing softball. For someone else, it's totally different.
Responsibility is relative.
Part of being responsible is your personality, I think. More mature people tend to have and take care of more responsibilities. Or is it the other way around? Do people become mature because they have more responsibilities?
I have no clue. All I know is that everyone has responsibilities and we all have to take care of them.

Things Finally feel Normal

I feel like for the past two months since school has started, my life has been a complete whirlwind of activities. School this year has been so crazy. I'm taking 2 APs and 2 Honors, big jump from last year, and it's actually been working out pretty well for me. I'm a complete nerd so the whole thing is fine with me.
On the other hand, softball has been really stressful for me. I play year round, which basically means I live more at the softball field than I do at home. It's changed in the past couple of months, meaning I have to give more commitment. There are only 24 hours in the day, people! Too much.
Well, this week I finally felt like I finally got a hold on things. No doubt, it was still stressful, but I felt like I had everything under control. Let's hope it stays that way!

I'm Tired

 

Teachers wonder why some kids are drowsy and fall asleep in class.  I’ll tell you why.  Kids now-a-days wake up, go to school, come home, either go to practice or work, come home, eat dinner, do homework, and finally get on average of five hours of sleep a night.  With today’s society everything is faster and busier, including student schedules.  I don’t know about you, but after I come home from conditioning and practice exhausted the last thing on the planet I want to do is homework.  I understand that homework is an essential part of school, but why do teachers have to assign so much of it.  I hate coming home after practice ready for a shower and bed, to find a stack of homework on the middle of my desk the size of the Empire State building.  And don’t forget that after you do your homework and finish analyzing novels that are part of class assignments, you get to read an AR book.   That sounds so fun, not.  Because of busy schedules, some students literally don’t have enough time in the day to tack on an extra book, or so, every quarter.  Anyway, I think it is safe to say that I have “senioritis”.

RAHUL, NO ENTIENDO

Raha read my blog and tried talking to me in Spanish. Oh, the failure on my part. He spoke like DeMeyer, a thousand words a second. And I was left looking REALLY stupid. Like, how am I supposed to catch up? I just don't understand! But thank you for helping get rid of that five hour thing I should really finish up sometime today.

I tried speaking into the microphone yesterday for the Picnic Club and I held it up to my face. Apparently, it wasn't close enough so Thompson like shoved it in my mouth. And of course, I couldn't stop laughing. Mckenna said that if I had laughed my laugh into the microphone, then she would've disowned me.

OMG, I SAW SOOOOOOO MANY SQUIRRELS ON TUESDAY. And one of them ran up to my backpack and started searching for food because I had beef jerky in it. and I was going to throw the chocolate in my Starbucks cup to them but I didn't know if they would die or not, like if they are like dogs or somethin'.

 And then some of them ran underneath my chair and I squealed and felt stoopid because I was all alone.

Chompin' on some jerky right now.Listenin' to Raha make some weird sounds right now as well. Learning sign language, like "Abortion" and "Make me a sandwich." And etc.

jklsdfjklsdfklsdfjklsdfjkldfjklsfjklsdfklsdfjklsdfklsdfjklsdfsdfklsdjklsdfklsdfjkljklsefjklsdhklsdfjklsdfjkljklgflgradgjkjklsdgjkldkldfsklsdfklsdjklejklsdklsdfklsdfjklsdfkldfk This is how I feel about abortion.

I feel like so much has happened, but I forget...

MY PRECIOUS

At the moment, I'm listening to Julie and Shelby argue about Nichols email address. This arguing is driving my crazy! I can not work or live in this environment! Thanks to you, Julie and Shelbs, if I become insane or abusive, it's your fault!!

I just turned my essay in for Pereira, and boy am I relived! Whenever I have an essay in backpack I turn into Gollum (From LOTR) and get all creepy protective over my binder. Those essays are my babies. MY PRECIOUS . . . I love Lord of The Rings. And chocolate.

6 months

I was recently thinking about college apps. This led me to realize that, 6 months from now, I will be aware of exactly which colleges will have accepted and rejected me. This is somewhat concerning, because this means that I don't have much time before I have to figure this whole deal out. But it's also really awesome. I've been ready to graduate high school since May of 2011, when I said goodbye to the graduating seniors of that year. I can't wait to enter college, graduate from there, and start my adult life.

This Day Was Very Good :)

My day was great from the start. (Sorry to those I know of who had an unfortunately bad day). I got the grand news from my English teacher that he would accept our AR reading goals at next Tuesday the lastest instead of Friday (The end of the first quarter). That left me the moment to exhale out most of the stress I had inside of me.
Then, my water polo practice was canceled. Hallelujah. (Spelling?) Don't get me wrong, I love water polo, but a day's break was heavenly. :D
I would explain more but I'm getting a little groggy, so until later!! :P

Jobs

So, my first experience filling out tons of applications is over with and I went through my closet to find something nice to wear to turn in applications to managers and what not...and on the days I plan to go and do it I get sick, or I get a headache or something. Then finally I start having like a million tests, and two speeches and everyone and their brother tries to start drama with me and then I have no time to do anything. So there on my night stand lyes 10 applications, wilting away because...although I want a job, I don't want added stress, I am scared I won't be able to handle all my AP and Honors classes with a job and I already quit mock trial to make more time for it all but I just can't bring myself to do it. I'm in this conflict, I know even after I turn applications in I still probably won't have a job, but I like my 0% chance better because well...the money would be extremley nice to take me to visit my french exchange student next summer but... the stress would kill me from within... So, I have no idea what to do, maybe my parents will win the lottery? I hate this phrase but seriously like YOLO I need $750 to pay for half my plane ticket to France and well, I think if I don't get a job soon then, maybe... tutoring? I am pretty smart... except when it comes to jobs and bosses and being professional and all.. Ugh, so ironic too since I am writing a story on how kids can't get jobs in Rocklin and I still haven't even tried.

It was the first week of college apps, and all through the house,
Not a creature was stirring,
Not even a mouse. . .
(Except for Amanda trying to finish her homework for the next day and proofread her personal statements)


Gotta admit, life has been more hectic than usual lately. My to-do lists have increased exponentially and I find myself rarely relaxing. However, I'm happy right now, and I hope that lasts!

Happy Columbus day!

Esperando Para Something

I have to listen and speak for five hours of Spanish. It's a lot easier said than done. I've already listened to songs here and there, but I feel like I haven't taken any hours off yet. I think it's due sometime this week....

Currently, I'm watching Casa de mi Padre, with Will Farrell, whom I love! Unfortunately, this movie just ain't doing it for me. I feel like I've been watching forever and you can definitely tell he doesn't really know what he's saying sometimes.

I really just want to go to bed and hope that Monday, if not, then definitely Tuesday, will not come. Tuesday = speech day and I'm so not prepared. At this rate, it's going to be more of an impromptu speech than anything.

I keep waiting for Thanksgiving break to get here, so I keep telling myself "Just one more week." BUT WHEN WILL IT GET HERE?!

Also, when will malls realize that it's October and not, I repeat, NOT December?

Folk not Country

So yesterday I was in the car with my dad and we were listening to Mumford & Sons on my iPod. We were just driving along and then my dad's like, "Oh, so you like country now?" This definitely threw me off because I absolutely do not like country. Sorry to all you country fans out there, but I have tried many times to give country a chance. I just cannot stand to listen to it. Anyways, so bottom-line: he thought Mumford & Sons were country. Okay, yes it has a banjo. BUT I don't think of it as country. And this, my friends, is what folk is. I actually think folk was before country but not sure. Anyways, I replied at first, "WHAT?????" Then I realized what he was thinking. So I plainly told him, "Dad, this is folk not country." "But it sounds like country." "IT'S NOT COUNTRY!" He finally realized it was folk, so we are on good terms still. ;D

This Is Why I Look Down When I Walk

While I was walking home, I was trying to decide what I wanted: Starbucks, Taco Bell, or both. Feeling too lazy to go to Starbucks (which I'm regretting because I'm craving it), I went to Taco Bell. On the way there, the sidewalk tripped me because I was staring straight ahead. And I was so close to tripping, and all the people in their cars passing by looked at me like I was a spaz. :/

Anyways, today I'm officially 17. I get to share my birthday with 3 sophomores and one other junior, so today doesn't really feel special....

Meh, I have to give a speech on Tuesday and I'm really nervous and started freaking out during other peoples' speeches because they looked sooooo prepared. So I'm trying to implement something funny or different into mine because I will not be upstaged :P, even though Tommy and Javi's video was just freaking AWESOME! I absolutely loved it. I hope Tommy runs for president one day. I'd be totally fine with that.

Jessie Silver...oh man. That senior. Every time he talks, I try to keep up, but it's like he's always one topic ahead. Then he asks if I concur, and I just silently nod my head, pretending I have some idea of what's going on. Hehe.

I was watching the little boys play a soccer game. And oh man. I totally looked like a creeper, but it's not my fault. I was intensely watching the coaches though because they are like military leaders. Yelling at little kids and they even stole the ball from them and would push them into their place. The parents were all fine and dandy with it, but I don't know if that's how you get little kids interested in playing soccer. Those coaches are scary.

There's nothing new happening.... It sucks because I like having stories that make me question what's happening to our society.

Oh, but I will be at the picnic club table if anybody wants to join. Please join. We'll have somewhat good food. I hope. I really hope the table is next to Mock Trial, so I can just advocate for both at the same time:D. PLEASE JOIN THE PICNIC CLUB. I DON'T WANNA EAT ALONE! Not that I eat during lunch anyways....

30 Minute Game

Every year on the cross country team, we play this game called the 30 min. game. This is basically how it works: All three classes split up and have to " run" together for 30 min without a watch. The class that makes it back all together closest to exactly 30 min. wins. I realize that this may seem quite strange and boring but nobody actually runs during the 30 min. game, and its just a good time.

Anyways, for the past 2 years my class, the Juniors, have won, and we were 100% going to take it again this year. All was fine and dandy for the first 15 or so minutes, we were in the ampitheatre,bonding together and just having a great time. Then the seniors literally ambushed us.

Full fledged body ramming into us, picking us up and strangling most of the guys. Their goal was to stop us from going back, because if anyone from your class is missing you don't win. It looked pretty weird and insane. Actually it kind of scared me. .

The seniors succeeded in their plan to help us lose. Holding back three of our guys, all of the freshmen made it back before us. Personally, I did get pretty dang competitive and wanted to win for our third year in a row. My point being in all of this, is that the seniors suck and basically juniors won.

Hobbits are AWESOME

Alright, so I am not really one of those people who are into fantasy stuff, but I have just recently watched all the three Lord of the Rings movies. I decided to watch this because over the years some of my friends have continued to talk about, and my boyfriend highly recommended them. Also, when I told my dad I wanted to watch them because I never saw them, he looked at me like it was the scariest thing I ever told him. He said something like, "But we have all three of them! How have you never seen not even like one?" Oh Padre, calm down. So we watched them and I have to say they are pretty sick! (the good sick). The characters I loved the most though were obviously the four hobbits. They are ADORABLE. And I loved how they had bromances. Sam and Frodo= the ultimate bromance. But actually my favorites were Merry (I think thats his name) and Pippin (especially Pippin-like I want a Pippin). Anyways, I love how michievious they are and are sooooo CUTE! My favorite part of all of the movies was at the end. Actually there are two scenes I love. The first one is when Aragon becomes king and the hobbits bow to him he says something like, "My friends you should never bow to anyone." Made my life. Also, when Frodo leaves to go with the Elves and Gandolf to another world or whatever, when Sam like starts crying for Frodo not to leave it breaks my heart! Anyways that is just my little blurb about my new love for hobbits. Now so excited for the movie Hobbit to come out.

Bloop Boop De Boop

If only blogging were the homework for all my classes...then I'd totally pass the class. But alas, it isn't. And I'm sitting here trying to pretend like I don't have that much to do. But I do. I totally do. Haha, oh jeez.

I'm over sick and that sucks. I like missing school.

Anyways, I had a story but I completely forgot. Like how I forgot my blue day binder... So I got Eckman's are-you-serious stare, haha. Surprinsingly, my day wasn't as frazzled as I thought it'd be. If only I was like Amanda and didn't procrastinate on anything and could do some time management while still having time for something else. Craziness. Anyways, I'm happy Juliette is feelin' better, but I'm not going to be if I keep spending my time on the blog, so yep.... Perhaps we could link the blog to the online site, then that way it would keep being refreshed with new stories. Mostly from me....

Oh, here's a story. Was staring off into space in the library. When I came back into reality, I realized I was staring at someone I knew. Someone who thinks I'm already half-creepy.... Haha, yes, I looked away after that. And no, I didn't look back.

Sick :P

I absolutely hate being sick! Not only do I not feel good, I also have to miss school. Which leaves me behind in my school work. Uggg! I am also missing League #2 for cross country! This is not a good week . . . not a good week.

Oh, and Julie, sorry I couldn't be here to bring you soup my also-sick-buddy :(  

Oh nothing.

    Nothing much to say here. Just doin' my weekly blogging and stuff. Julie was sick today and I missed oh so very much in journalism class today.
     Finished up my homework thats due tomorrow. Although i really should study vocab and all that jazz for Ramos' Spanish class. Merp.
     Until later. :P

Sick...

Bleh, I'm sick and my eye still hurts a little. I missed my AP US test.... I turned in my sucky poster for Pereira. I swear, it's the worse thing I've ever turned in. So bad.

Either way, I don't really have any stories to tell. :(

Yet, I'm so excited for my birthday on Saturday! Yay.... All I really want is cake and beef jerky.

I'm debating wearing this awesome sweater sometime this week. It's so cute, but it's kinda big going a lil' past my knees. It's so comfy! But I don't want it to make me too comfy because then I'll fall asleep in it. Oh, the dilemma....