The Angry English Nerd Speaketh!

Hmmmm...today I am very tired. I haven't posted here all week, but since my brain's deep-fried because it's Friday, I think I'll postpone the scholarship essay.

This week...lost the election for vice prez. I've been running for ASB since, what, seventh grade or so, but never have and never will get the chance to get in there and kick some butt. It kind of worries me...no offense to Camron, but they put him and the other ASB people over the parking situation. Excuse me? He walks. Get some disgruntled drivers who have to drive all the way from Fair-weed everyday and then you'll get an accurate view of the matter. I hate the idea of having to ride a bus and often, I have things after school to do. Expanding bus routes isn't going to do piddly squat. Look at people's schedules, after-school commitments, and attendance records. If they're in running start or transfer classes, then duh, they're going to need a pass. If they come from a place without a bus route here (*cough*Ravensdale*cough cough*), they're going to need a pass.

However, they seem to be placing a lot of emphasis on sports and not other clubs. There are going to be days next year where I could have a Rally meeting in the morning (must come earlier than a freakin' bus) and an Honor Society meeting in the afternoon (would miss a bus). My parents both work now. How the flatulence do these people expect me to go home and get everything done if I have to wait 'til who knows when for my parents to pick me up?! College English=typed papers, and a lot of 'em, at that. Arrgh...and then there's AP students. What about them? If you don't understand something, either you get help or you get left behind. Bus schedules don't exactly have room for staying after at all. Barnacles!

That and I refuse to ride a bus. If they don't give me a friggin' parking pass next year (I'm already hearing talk of "these people" in the main lot, "these people" in the pit and all that lousy pineappling schnaz going around), I'll complain. I'll complain until I get one.

On a slightly less irritated note, Camron said ASB was considering asking me to be in some thing (halftime show?!) that's supposed to replace the Chat Boys for the Powderpuff game. Fun fun, but I think it might conflict with Thespian initiations. Still kind of cool to be nominated for something like that just because they think I'm really spirited and enthusiastic like that. Hmmmm...very cool to be brought up when I can't even get elected. :o)

Yay! Thespian initiations. Fuuuuuun. Hopefully I have time to get more involved with it next year.

I have an 88 in calculus! Before extra credit and before the curve...how cool is that?

Ugh, a lot of people are talking about taking the SATs. Again?! Never, ever, ever again for me. Tests are evil! Hopefully they'll do better on it, though, and not have to bother with it again.

I need to move some cheesy pictures around upstairs. I never have time to mess with that computer and it always locks up. Barnacles!

Maaaaan, all my friends in Texas are out of school. NO FAIR! And it's raining. Everything sucks when it's raining.

Loud televisions are bad. I can't stand it. I'm downstairs, and the upstairs TV is ear-shatteringly loud. Aye caramba. I think it's the contrast between commercial volume and show volume that always whacks that up, though. Turn up for show. Hurt ears for commercial. Turn down. Have to turn up for show again. That seems to be how it always is with SpongeBob, and it annoys me.

I AM TIRED! Man, I took the longest nap in calculus today. Darn, I have calculus homework. Grrrrr. I need to get cracking on coding the calculus lab pages, too. Grrrrr...

At least today I'm getting compliments on having the guts to run for ASB so many times. That's kind of neat. And people are likin' the curls. Oh well. I think I'll take another nap and smush them.

Pops concert for choir is next Friday...three words...giant hobbit feet!

I need cheese. And starting on that stupid scholarship essay. Do these companies realize how hard it is to elaborate intelligently on a topic in under 500 words?! Arrgh! Well, off to the kitchen...

I think I like the "low fi" version of the blog editor that pops up at school...not so many darn frames.

I don't want to study for the college test. Arrgh! Brandon said it wasn't as hard as the AP Test, but I have a lot of re-memorization to do. Grrrr...I hate tests!!!

I have my floppy, hoppy bunny here. It's Fluffy. I love Fluffy. So soft...could take a nap right now...zzzzzzzz...

ARRGH! LOL, got a new story other than "To Build a Fire" for my English project today. Sooooo happy...cannibals are a lot more exciting than some stupid dude in the middle of nowhere in Freezing-Your-Bum-Off Alaska. Arrgh...so at first, this dude gets shipwrecked, so I thought it was going to be a pirate story, but it's not. :,( Anyway...hmmmm...I should do the presentation lookin' like a pirate anyway. Eric was going off about how girls can't be pirates, but oh well, maybe he was in a sexist mood this morning. Funny haha.

Oooooh...I get to sit at a purty little table at lunch handing out Rally forms. (BTW, please, for the love of Bob, join Rally.) Oh my goodness...this year, there's usually only about two or three people that have been showing up at the meetings for the end of the year. And that's including me. Grrr...we should be doing more fun stuff now, too, but with four people...well, it would be fun to go bowling...but that has absolutely nothing to do with anything and therefore sounds like fun. LOL. At least we're trying to come up with some big fun second semester thing.

This Gift of Life thing...arrgh...sounds interesting and it'll get me out of Spanglish and Wright's Class of Doom, but I hope it's not like that grody thing at Northwood where they showed pictures of smashed heads and stuff. Ish.

I NEED CAFFEINE! (And I must remeber to pay back Alli and Kate tomorrow...arrgh...) I shouldn't have gotten an Italian soda yesterday, but goshdarnit, I felt like it and it sounded yummy. Besides, I needed a decent little sugar high.

Hmmmm...speaking of highs...we finally got the Beatles medley for choir. We spent quite some time discussing exactly how "Hey Jude" is about shooting up drugs. Arrgh...hilarious. Out of all the people you'd least expect to go off on drugs for a while...Señor Giles?! Oh, and Juanathan is mean. Just to add that.

Elections! Yaaaaay! *does the happy dance with the floppy hoppy bunnies* I have lots of extra posters with THE FOOT on them that I need to stick up...maybe at lunch or after school or something. I got Mrs. Taimi to say our math homework's due on Tuesday, which is a huuuuuuge relief because we have the spooty College Test in Quack-u-lus tomorrow. ARRGH! And people are likin' the foamy pins. Too bad I only made 30...oh well. I wonder in Mrs. Steen would be irritated if I handed some out at the Rally table. As long as I'm not all obvious and stick a poster on the Rally sign...hmmmm...LOL.

FLOPPY. HOPPY. BUNNIES!!! *screams and runs* Yes...it's 10:51...waiting for HTML to end. Oh my. We have another project coming up in here...maybe I can make a page about floppy hoppy bunnies.

I can't type today. jnm ukngvcuijtk;gjogk;lfn v,.ytho'lg/fnk,.mngljh!!!

Oh well. Off to spongy goodness...

Ohhhhh maaaaan...I'm tired. Soooo tired. It seems like every time I try to fall asleep, I can't, and I just lay there like an idiot, but when I try to stay awake (*cough*Gorey's class*coughcoughcough*), I can't. And I fall asleep and I have no idea what anyone's talking about and it sucks. The short story our group's doing for that class is so boring I could just cry!!! (Wow, I can't even spell today. This was written by floppy, hoppy bunnies, I swear...) Anyway, it's about a stupid guy who repeats himself many times about his little Alaska trip in the middle of the freezing cold. Dude, I think Seattle's cold enough...why would I want to read about some dolt who goes somewhere even colder? (Going back to Texas! Yay!!!!!)

Countdown to going to college in Texas: Slightly over a year left.

There's like, what, twenty days or something until I'm a senior? Arrgh...I can't wait! And my senior election speech is going to be fun. Yay! 80's prom dress. Awesome...like, totally. LOL. I mean, I even have my stinky prom dress for next year. Yellow! Arrgh...the same yellow dress mom deemed "too low" for TOLO this year. Mwahaha...hopefully I won't forget to gt it altered before the last minute because I'm a circus midget and it's a little too long. (*laughs at this year's TOLO twenty-minute hemming job*)

Arrgh...I am tired. Well, sorta kinda tired. I mean, I had some coffee this morning, but if I hadn't, I'd be taking a nap right now. Free time...done with the quiz...nobody cares...or at least they shouldn't. Oh pickles.

I am the Rally Homecoming Officer...mwahaha...actually it's a co-chair-like position shared with Secretary Stephanie Hausman (jolly good fun) and I get to be all like, "Yeah. I'm the officer." (Don't worry, I'll be humble as you bow down to me...LOL, j/k, that's not me.) I'm excited for next year, though...want to do something in the spring so more people will stick around. Yay! And "uniforms"...well, not like cheesy big horrible things, but there'll be options, like different T-shirt designs and stuff. It's going to be fun coming up with designs.

Now it's off to the big, bad homework. And vote for me for vice prez...lots to put up tomorrow!

Got home...arrgh..I have an HTML quiz tomorrow, but I'm eating some ice cream now. Ice cream is good. It was so weird...I just couldn't sleep last night. I just laid there and thought weird thoughts for a while, such as, "What would life be like as a bean burrito?" I would assume it would be fine...if you got cold, you could just warm up in the microwave. No homework, heck, no school for that matter. And then you get eaten. Arrgh. And you couldn't speak or write or do much of anything. That would probably make me mad.

Today was a boring day. I'm still irritated at the fact that Mr. Wright won't let me say "chicken" in his class. Grrrrrr...everyone laughs about it and thinks it's just a big joke, but I think it's a load of barnacles and absolute tyranny (no free speech in P2). I accidentally blurted out "chicken" to Brett B., but since he was the only one that heard it, I don't care and I don't think he'll tattle over something that petty. Besides, they'd have to listen to SpongeBob again because I know Danny would request it. Arrgh. I wanna hear Danny sing SpongeBob, LOL. That would be great. But then that would mean a loss at something and that would be sad...oh my. Still think it's a load of fish paste that I can't discuss poultry. Jim's bent on mentioning it in his group's letter, but frankly, I think it's a stupid thing to add. If I want to say chicken, I'll say it, goshdarnit. And on the last day of school, after I step off the P2 porch, I'm going to scream "CHICKEN!!!" at the top of my lungs and there isn't a darned thing Mr. Wright can do about it.

My pants keep falling down. Fuuuuuun. At least my underwear's pretty low and my crack doesn't show. (Just say no to crack!) I mean, it's called underwear for a reason. What does everyone else's mothers say in the "here is your first bra" lecture? That it's perfectly fine to show it off when you wear a tank top? I don't think so. I have my own. It's a pain. I don't want to see yours. People at church kind of rolled their eyes at Lori's "be appropriate" speech, but goshdarnit, I have to agree. UNDERwear...it's a piece of UNDERwear. Get it? Gooooood.

Arrgh, I really don't want to start my homework. I want to go shopping for pretty summer things and take a nap. But, no time for that, eh? Got a big fatty HTML quiz tomorrow...ho hum. JavaScript es el diablo.

Ooooooh! We watched a couple Spanish videos today in class. Why is she making us do work? We're a bunch of impatient monkeys when she pushes stuff like that until the end of class.

And choir...arrgh...we got the cool Beatles songs today, but Señor Giles no está aquí and we did nothing. I WANT A SKIT! Arrgh. I think we should have a giant green foot chase Rhonda, Brittney, and Sa-er, um, HARRISON around (BTW, I'm Jim Bob now) because that would be great!

Oh well. Jim Bob must study now. Arrgh.

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