HALLOWEEEEEEEEEEEN!!!!!!

Heyy everyone!!!

Hope you all have a totally awesome Halloween and get lots of candy (if that's your thing) or have an awesome time at some party or other (if that's your thing).

BTW- check out this website. It's really cool!!!

http://www.coasttocoastam.com/timages/page/pumpkin_sim.html

M.E.

P.S. Three days till I go back to dance!!!!!!!

People are Evil

I was HACKED

The account that I've been playing on for years was hacked -and the reason is because I trust people too much.

Well this is what happened. I was playing on Maplestory...the game I have been playing on for years. And as usual, I was talking to people online. Some guy asks if he can buy my account or if anyone wants to share accounts.

Being good ol' me, I say sure and give him $300,000 for his account (which is a lot by the way). He tells me his password and pin number so I can log onto his account. Then he says we should just share accounts and I agree, so I give him my password and pin number. He promises he won't scam me and he gives me his word that he wont.

When I log off to log onto his account, I find to my chagrin that his pin number doesn't work. So I log into my other extra account and obviously accuse him of hacking and lying to me about his information. After whispering to him with no response, he disables the 'whisper' so I can't talk to him at all and changes my own account's pin number so I can't log on.

He promised he wouldn't scam me right? He gave me his word. Well he lied. Now I don't have any accounts except for my extra one (which is crap) and all the long hours spent training my account were for nothing.

After all this happened I just felt stupefied. In a matter of 10 minutes, all the hours and days I wasted playing that game meant nothing and were in the hands of a lying cheat.
All the nights staying up late to get to the next level were all in vain; all the pointless arguing with my parents about how much longer I could play were worthless.

I wanted to kill whoever was on the other side of the computer, but I was so powerless. I had known nothing about the person. Not even their real name- yet I gave them an account which I spent countless hours perfecting.

It seems pretty dumb right? Like how I could put all my trust in a total stranger? Like how I gave them my password with no strings attached and no guarantees or ways of reversing what I had done?

Yes, I am too trusting. I think people are good, and that is why I just lost everything. I trust total strangers and I think everyone has something good in them. I think people will treat me the same way I treat others and respect my feelings.

Maybe I trust others because I've had it too good. I'm surrounded by good people who have high moral standards and have not been exposed to enough evil to harden me into a people-hating pessimist. I live a good life in a middle-class white town where crime is a low and murder cases are rarely or never heard of. I do not have to lie, cheat, steal, or do any other immoral things to get by. I am blessed with the gift of knowledge and do not have to cheat on tests to compensate for my lack of intelligence. Most of the people I meet on the internet are nice, caring and would never hack anyone or steal anyone's account. I have been lulled into a dream world where people are nice, you can trust everyone, there is world peace, Al Gore is president, and people don't die.

However I now know how evil people can be. The truth is: the media hype is true. People are evil and will lie, cheat, and steal. They will do anything if the value is worth enough. If people are poor they will steal from the rich. If people aren't smart enough they will cheat on the test. If people are lazy they will get slaves to do their work. If people don't have friends they will bomb the school so no one does.

Think of the events in world history: The Inquisition killed thousands through cruel and unusual torture for their religious beliefs. The Spanish conquistadors killed thousands, maybe millions of Aztecs and Incas and worked them literally to death making them mine precious metals till almost the whole population was extinct. The Colonists kill the Native Americans and later transport thousands of black slaves to the Americas to do their work for no charge; basically owning someone's existence. Mao Tse-tung killed somewhere between 20 and 67 million of his countrymen, including the elderly and intellectuals. Hitlers set up concentration camps and killed over 6 million Jews. Why, people today in Iraq are being killed right now in a pointless war over gas prices and 'terrorist attacks'.

If had been 'hacked' in real life I would probably be dead right now lying in a ditch, living in a homeless shelter, or countless other horrible things. Use your imagination. It is a surprise I am here right now with all ten fingers, eyes, and limbs in use- typing this horrible story.

This person didn't just take away my money, or time, or even my account- they took away my innocence. Something I probably will never regain. When I think back of this incident 10 years from now, I probably won't think of how I miss playing on my account or how I wish I had another account; I will think of how evil people really are and how low people will stoop for money and items that aren't even real.

The worst part of it is that I see this happening all the time. That kid that brags about stealing their classmate's iPod, that kid who got an 100 from cheating off a test. My aunt who was conned of her money and lost millions. The tenants living in my parents' property that have to be sued to pay the rent. That girl who got AIDS from a person passing it on intentionally. That person who died from getting hit in the head by a robber who stole for petty change.

Now that I think about it, I know people who would jump at the chance to have an account like mine for no expense at all. My own brother, my friend. I can envision people I am close to being the hacker that tricked me of everything, then laughing about it, shrugging it off, and acting like they would in real life. They would not think about the tears I shed, the emotional anguish they would have put a person through.

I suppose all those days and hours wasted on that account were nothing. They sure aren't anything now.

People are Evil

I was HACKED

The account that I've been playing on for years was hacked -and the reason is because I trust people too much.

Well this is what happened. I was playing on Maplestory...the game I have been playing on for years. And as usual, I was talking to people online. Some guy asks if he can buy my account or if anyone wants to share accounts.

Being good ol' me, I say sure and give him $300,000 for his account (which is a lot by the way). He tells me his password and pin number so I can log onto his account. Then he says we should just share accounts and I agree, so I give him my password and pin number. He promises he won't scam me and he gives me his word that he wont.

When I log off to log onto his account, I find to my chagrin that his pin number doesn't work. So I log into my other extra account and obviously accuse him of hacking and lying to me about his information. After whispering to him with no response, he disables the 'whisper' so I can't talk to him at all and changes my own account's pin number so I can't log on.

He promised he wouldn't scam me right? He gave me his word. Well he lied. Now I don't have any accounts except for my extra one (which is crap) and all the long hours spent training my account were for nothing.

After all this happened I just felt stupefied. In a matter of 10 minutes, all the hours and days I wasted playing that game meant nothing and were in the hands of a lying cheat.
All the nights staying up late to get to the next level were all in vain; all the pointless arguing with my parents about how much longer I could play were worthless.

I wanted to kill whoever was on the other side of the computer, but I was so powerless. I had known nothing about the person. Not even their real name- yet I gave them an account which I spent countless hours perfecting.

It seems pretty dumb right? Like how I could put all my trust in a total stranger? Like how I gave them my password with no strings attached and no guarantees or ways of reversing what I had done?

Yes, I am too trusting. I think people are good, and that is why I just lost everything. I trust total strangers and I think everyone has something good in them. I think people will treat me the same way I treat others and respect my feelings.

Maybe I trust others because I've had it too good. I'm surrounded by good people who have high moral standards and have not been exposed to enough evil to harden me into a people-hating pessimist. I live a good life in a middle-class white town where crime is a low and murder cases are rarely or never heard of. I do not have to lie, cheat, steal, or do any other immoral things to get by. I am blessed with the gift of knowledge and do not have to cheat on tests to compensate for my lack of intelligence. Most of the people I meet on the internet are nice, caring and would never hack anyone or steal anyone's account. I have been lulled into a dream world where people are nice, you can trust everyone, there is world peace, Al Gore is president, and people don't die.

However I now know how evil people can be. The truth is: the media hype is true. People are evil and will lie, cheat, and steal. They will do anything if the value is worth enough. If people are poor they will steal from the rich. If people aren't smart enough they will cheat on the test. If people are lazy they will get slaves to do their work. If people don't have friends they will bomb the school so no one does.

Think of the events in world history: The Inquisition killed thousands through cruel and unusual torture for their religious beliefs. The Spanish conquistadors killed thousands, maybe millions of Aztecs and Incas and worked them literally to death making them mine precious metals till almost the whole population was extinct. The Colonists kill the Native Americans and later transport thousands of black slaves to the Americas to do their work for no charge; basically owning someone's existence. Mao Tse-tung killed somewhere between 20 and 67 million of his countrymen, including the elderly and intellectuals. Hitlers set up concentration camps and killed over 6 million Jews. Why, people today in Iraq are being killed right now in a pointless war over gas prices and 'terrorist attacks'.

If had been 'hacked' in real life I would probably be dead right now lying in a ditch, living in a homeless shelter, or countless other horrible things. Use your imagination. It is a surprise I am here right now with all ten fingers, eyes, and limbs in use- typing this horrible story.

This person didn't just take away my money, or time, or even my account- they took away my innocence. Something I probably will never regain. When I think back of this incident 10 years from now, I probably won't think of how I miss playing on my account or how I wish I had another account; I will think of how evil people really are and how low people will stoop for money and items that aren't even real.

The worst part of it is that I see this happening all the time. That kid that brags about stealing their classmate's iPod, that kid who got an 100 from cheating off a test. My aunt who was conned of her money and lost millions. The tenants living in my parents' property that have to be sued to pay the rent. That girl who got AIDS from a person passing it on intentionally. That person who died from getting hit in the head by a robber who stole for petty change.

Now that I think about it, I know people who would jump at the chance to have an account like mine for no expense at all. My own brother, my friend. I can envision people I am close to being the hacker that tricked me of everything, then laughing about it, shrugging it off, and acting like they would in real life. They would not think about the tears I shed, the emotional anguish they would have put a person through.

I suppose all those days and hours wasted on that account were nothing. They sure aren't anything now.

I LOSE!!!

Does anyone remember that? It was the game that you couldn't think about or else you lost. Well, anyways, I lost today. I play this game with one of my friends where we have to see who can figure out that it's Friday first. I was winning 3 to nothing, but now I have a loss and she has bragging rights for the week. I have to win next week.

That wasn't my main post. Today I had the October Festival of Motion. It hurts my fingers just typing it. For those of you wondering it's 9 syllables. That's why everyone always just says O.F.M. It's a fundraiser for the school where you either walk, bike, or rollerblade for the school. You get donations and it all goes to the school. I walked because I don't have rollerblades and because I don't want to bring my bike to school. The weird part is that the school won't let you ride your bike to school, but you can ride it from school. About a month after the actual motion part there is a huge raffle for everyone who did the O.F.M. In sixth grade one of my friends won a boombox and in seventh grade another one of my friends won a boombox. I won two packs of Starbursts in sixth grade, even though it was just a side prize I still got candy.

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Finally, I'm posting a problem I have!

Here's the deal.
I have a social studies teacher named Ms. O'Connor who has ADHD. (remember that.) She had my sister two years ago and positively LOVED her. And at "first sight," she seemed so nice. But then she started getting angry and frustrated at kids and rather agressive, although not physically. I never thought it would affect me, though... but since kids think I'm a "genius" and stuff, but only because they're not very smart, they ALWAYS ask me, "Hye-Jung, what'd you get?" or "Hye-Jung, *tugs coat* will you help me?" or *poke poke poke poke poke poke poke*.. me: "Argh what?" "I don't get this, help me!" And since I have a problem with not being able to ignore people, I always help them. So one day, I was helping this annoying poking girl sitting next to me, and guess what Ms. O'Connor said to me in front of the whole class?

"Hye-Jung, work on this on your own! You won't have partners your entire life, so you should learn to do things by yourself!"

And she kept on lecturing me about it. I turned sort of reddish, like a whitish red radish, so it seemed like I was guilty of the crime. But I blew it off. But today, I was walking through the hallways with my books after fourth period, ready to go to teamtime (study hall) and saw my friend Lucy asking me to help her with her balloons, her social studies project. I went in and started to help her break the string on the balloons. Ms. O'Connor starting announcing, "All right everybody, get your books!" over and over and over again, and got STEAMING mad and aggressively scary to people who didn't get their books. Suddenly, I realized that this was my teamtime class for today. I explained to Ms. O'Connor that I had to help Lucy with her balloons and didn't get my books, so she was like, "Alright! Go! Hurry! Lord..." so I sped to my locker to get my books. After I came in, she closed the door. When I was halfway to my seat, she said, "WHO JUST CAME IN THE DOOR?????????" I said, "Me," meekly. SHE POSITIVELY STARTED YELLING AT ME!!!!!!!!!!! I was so scared! And I was trying to get a word in, but she wouldn't let me. She finally blew it off with a, "Don't EVER do it again!!!!!!!!!!!" She was........ | | this close to saying, "&^*$%#@!” I was really frustrated. I wanted to be a great student, since she loved my sister so much, and because I know she's really kind inside (she's old too...). Whenever I spoke to her later that day, she would act all huffy to me. And I've never done anything bad! I do perfect work, participate a lot, and am very polite. But now she hates me! I told my mom about it and she got angry at me for not being able to ignore people's pokes and repetitive requests, and being such a pushover. I know I am!!!! But I can't change. With our school and people, if you just say, "No." to someone who asks you for help, they say, "Oh my gowddd. You're so mean." And if you do one smart thing, you're forever a genius in their eyes and they always ask you for help. My mom also told me that ADHD makes you hyper, and doesn't let you control your feelings of frustration or anger, but Ms. O'Connor is just really scary sometimes. I'm POSITIVE she despises me. Other people get bad grades, don't participate, and don't help others, yet she loves them. It's rather frustrating, to put it mildly. I just don't understand why it won't work out.


Hi

Advice

Hey guys!!!

I need help. So there's this girl in my class "Kim." Well we had a science test in school yesterday, and after the test this other girl "Anna" who sits at a table with me and Kim for science, told me that she saw Kim cheating off of my paper during the science test. And even though I'm not really friends with Anna, she's like super nice to everyone and I would consider her to be a reliable source for information like this and has no reason to want revenge against me or Kim. So what am I supposed to do? My friend Elena thinks I should confront Kim and say I know that she cheated and to not do it again, but Kim's the type who would deny it (and plus, Kim and I have never really liked each other because she's always been jealous that I get better grades than her, not to sound pompous or anything). And my friend Ursula thinks that I should tell the teacher, but not use any names. Just so she can like, watch out a little better at my table next time. I need more opinions. Pleeeeeeeease tell me what you think I should do.

M.E.

P.S. Only nine days till I go back to dance!!!!!

remember this??

so i was looking through our old assignments and everything and LOOK WHAT I FOUND!!

"An ATM serviceman drops a wad of bills and leaves without noticing" (assignment was to expand on that)

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Albert walked alone along the aisle of the mall, slurping down the last of his super-huge-enormous-king-size milkshake. He liked coming to the mall on Fridays, because the weekly Cabbage Fest took place at the cabbage store at 1:10 each week. Before Cabbage Fest started, Albert would walk around the mall by himself, just observing the different people there.
Today, Albert strolled around the Food Court and walked over to the ATM machines to get money for a new super-huge-enormous-king-size milkshake. There was a serviceman at the machine, opening it and closing it again. When he saw Albert behind him, he nodded, finished checking the machine quickly, and left. Upon leaving he dropped a large wad of bills on the floor. Neither the serviceman nor Albert noticed. The serviceman was gone, so Albert went to the machine and withdrew the amount of money he needed. When he began to leave the machine, he saw the wad of bills.

"Wow!" he exclaimed. He looked through. There were a bunch of 20's, some 50's, and even a few 100's. Albert was stunned. He didn't know what to do. He pocketed the money and hoped to bump into the serviceman again. In other news though, Cabbage Fest was starting in just 2 minutes! Albert decided to buy his super-huge-enormous-king-size milkshake later. He ran to the escalator, which took him to the 2nd floor where the cabbage store was.

Cabbage Fest never got boring, ever. All kinds of famous people came regularly. Just by looking around him Albert could usually spot Aunt Jemima, Oscar Meyer, and Santa Claus. At Cabbage Fest, each week they all took a random person out of the mall and put them in the center of a circle of people in the cabbage store. The person won't really know what's going on. Usually the person in the middle thinks that everyone is going to throw cabbage at him/her and kill him/her, but actually, each person there gives the person in the center one button, until, at the end, the person in the center has enough buttons to start a collection. Then the person is happy, and everyone gets together and has a cabbage social. Albert loved giving people buttons, but most of all he loved the free cabbage in the social.

Albert rushed into the circle and looked in to see a little girl of maybe 3 or 4. She didn't look nervous, like most of the people usually did, but rather she looked excited.
"And now," boomed a deep voice, "Cabbage Fest begins!" Everyone cheered. "Our guest today is named Timothy! Timothy, wave to everyone!"

The little girl Timothy smiled and waved. Then the first person gave her a button. They went around in a circle. Albert gave her a large, blue owl button. Then the cabbage social began. Albert still had his wad of bills. He shrugged, deciding he probably wouldn't see the serviceman again. He stuffed the wad of bills into the donation jar for the cabbage store.

{if there are typos sorry}

hehehe well i read that and i felt all sentimental so i posted it. =) i don't know why but i couldn't find those beginning basic ones, like the first one where bertram got killed by cabbage and where i got killed for some reason or other that had to do with buttons. but whatever, this story is fine. =)

so i had a pretty dramatic up-and-down day. in the morning i really wanted to wear my green shoes and i couldn't find them anywhere, so i freaked out and pretty much searched the whole house and couldn't find them. so i put on different shoes and went to school feeling depressed because those were my favorite shoes. then at school i found out i got into the advanced math class this unit which really surprised me because (at least at chinese school) math isn't really my strong point and the advanced class is seriously HARDCORE nerdy, so i was pretty happy about that. =) then at gym we ran the mile and i broke 8 minutes which i'd never done before, and that made me happy too. (i know 8 minutes is crummy but it's pretty good for me so be quiet. :P) and at the end of gym my friend was like "gosh my knee hurts. i need my knee brace!" and then i go "yeah i need my knee brace too!" (i don't have a knee brace, i was just joking) and she turns purple and goes "geena. SHUT. UP" (she literally said it that loud) and storms away and i was like "WELL, someone's a little touchy today!" and i went to lunch feeling a little annoyed and then a few seconds later she sat next to me and apologized so then everything was good again. do you know why everyone gets mad at me? the ONLY reason i know of that people tell me is "because i don't take anything seriously". like, i've literally been SLAPPED before because i made a joke at the wrong time. geez lighten up please. then i had cross country and we went to chippin' farm where we got lots of candy and i stuffed all the candy in my sports bra which ended up looking really funny and lumpy. and right when i got home i went around the house again looking for my green shoes and after maybe 30 minutes I FOUND THEM!!!!!!! IN MY ROOM!!!! and i swear when i found them my mood on a scale of 1-10 went up to a 13.7. it was amazing. :D

OH and i have a funny story too! i don't know how many of you will read it because this post is getting reeeally long but yesterday we had a sub in french, and he was a really old man. so when he was taking the roll call he read my name "gheena" (like with a hard g instead of prounouncing it like j) and i didn't know he meant me so i didn't say anything. then he looks around the room and calls "GHEENA! GHEENA!!!" and i was confused and didn't know whether i should say anything because gheena is not my name. and then the sub gets absolutely frantic because he figures he's saying it wrong so he's spazzing and yelling "GHEENA! GHEENA CH.. GHEENA CHERR, CHERRY! WHERE'S GHEENA CHERRY CHERRY? GHEENA?" and i started cracking up and i was like "OHH that's me!" and everyone started laughing and the sub didn't know why. LOL.

okay well i've been typing long enough. =)
XO!
GHEENA CHERRY / geena

Crazy day...

On Saturday I was in the city with some friends. I was in Bendels and all of the sudden I hear Kaela. Like honest to god it was Kaela's voice. I like randomly ran out of the dressing room with like half a top on and I saw a person that looked like Rae from the back so I like tapped that person's shoulder. And when she turned around it was this random person. So there I was standing with my bra and this top falling off of me. So I was like "Um, do you think this top looks good on me?" And she was just like "You might want to put it on first sweetie." My friends were cracking up thinking that I had lost my mind. I was really like out of it. Then... I see Kingston. Well it was obviously not Kingston who was actually in Braintree at that time. But I was like "OMG KINGSTON!" And thankfully I had all my clothes on this time because this guy turned out to be, not Kingston. He like started harrassing me telling me that it was fine if I wanted his number. I told him I just wanted to tell him that his ass didn't look good in those jeans. Did you know they made True Religion jeans for men?? I thought that was incredibly gay. Anywayz, so it was so like Deja Vuish. I was waiting for something to be rung up and then I saw Geena. She looked like Geena from the front too. But I had enough sense to realize it was not Geena. And was torn from sadness! But the scariest part is that my iPod froze so when it started again it was playing AMERICAN PIE! I know you're thinking, Angie is SUCH a good story teller, she just made up this story. But I honestly didn't and I must say it was almost the highlight of my weekend. Miss you guys!

Hey guys!

I must say that the Raymond post has started a new flood of posts. It is another golden era for us CTYers. I loved hearing from all of you guys and your awesome (or not so great lives) Mine has been amaaazing! Well tiring, but delicious all the same. Here's a picture from a field trip about a month ago to the Bronx Zoo and Yankee Stadium... One person in this picture was stalking us so she's in there. But the rest are part of my "clique" Most of them went to other field trips so they are Missing In This Pic but I wanted to give you a visual of my life like everyone else was doing... SO here it is...

I hope you know which one I am. There are also only 2 Asians in this picture so it should narrow it down for you.

Raeeee... hows it going with that s8er boi? No offense he sounds sorta weird. But he's honest so you should respect him for that. <3>

Kaela... Cute house. My house sorta has the same suburbia feeling as yours but it looks mucho differento.

Amy... That was a touching story... You've been through the same thing Raymond went through but you're not running away from confrontation like he is.

Scott... It's great hearing from you again!! I loved your posts on Raymonds blog. They were so... passionate. Now show that passion to a girl and you will have a fairytale ending. Random fact: my screen name used to be MyOwnFairyTail

Emily H... I loved your post about raymond. It was painfully blunt and I almost cried while laughing out loud at your 1000 miles comment. it was poetic but at the same time honest raw... good luck with trevor! first bf?

M.E... roomie!! my dad just finished looking at the camp pictures closely with his glasses and noted that your side was impeccable while mine was a flourish of clothes and whatnot... i'm so happy that u can dance again. i empathize with you... that itch in your muscles to do what you love again.

kingston... clyde wat is up? its been too long~ i have no idea what is going on with you in braintree? any lucky girl worthy of your affection?

hye... still laughing huh? keep up the positive attitude even if it sickens some cynical ppl...

geena... geena geena... what can i say? your head gear... your laugh... i just saw a pciture of you and dolen together... i must say you 2 must find each other one day far in the future. so perfect. (btw he only lives in minnesota, he moved from LA hint hint)

sarah... the girl with enuff attitude to keep her on top in the writing business... hows kev? give me details!

emily chen... I <3>

helena... i miss you sexi

cherry... where are you?? hanging with the grapefruits?? haha lame attempt at a joke

john... still playing dungeons and dragons? or dragons and dungeons?

I miss you guys all

I do have to say one thing about Raymond's post was right. It's hard to fit you guys in because posting takes at least half an hour... but it's sooo comforting to know you guys are here... close on cyberspace...

ladies... just a hint, "go out" with guys as much as possible in middle school bc once ur in high school its alot more intense

i have figured that out and realized that i am niether ready nor willing to be in like a steady relationship that causes 2 much drama rite now... BUT who said anything about playing the field?? ;)

Be sure to talk to me online if u have like issues to talk about... i'm sure i'll have some 2

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FRIDAYYYYYY!

todays weather is soo nice. it was so rainy this morning, :( but then much later 8th period, it was sooo windy and drizzly and the walk home from my bus stop was so relaxing. me and my friend karen started like running and spinning and all this crazy stuff in the middle of the st. aha i know :) dont ask.

&&amp;&&& in social studies today, i got caught passing notes :( [and that happened last yr during ss too! WTFFF] mr stickle, my teacher, is soo silly and goofy, and i wrote that in the note. so he READ it out loud and for the rest of class he kept picking on me. then he made this joke on how he was going to grade these assgnments we did, by spreading them out on the floor, and having his cat stand on them; right front paw = A, left front paw = B, etc. and he was like, and of course if my cat sits on it.... U. then he was like, "well of course we know my cat's going to sit on rachels." :/ UGH. then when the bell rang, he gave me a huge all-knowing smile. all i need right now is to fail 8th grade social studies.

by the way, heres a picture with my new bangs. so kaela your not conceited at ALL. :)


btw thats my parents room not mine. lotsa love, rachellllie <3

Born free!!!! As free as the wind blows!!!!

WHOOOPEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!! I just got home from my VERY LAST KAPLAN CLASS!!!! The horrible homework and tests and torture is over!!! Forever!!!!!! And the absolute very bestest part? I GET TO GO BACK TO DANCE NOW!!!!!!!!! I mean, I'll probably skip this week and go back the week November starts just so I'm on the tuition schedule right, but STILL!!! And plus, that week gives me time to start stretching and getting back into shape and fill out the registration paperwork and go shopping for new dance stuff. I'M SO HAPPY!!!!!! Well, the dark cloud is that I still have to take the actual test that I've been prepping for on November 4th, but that won't be nearly as painful as the prep class for it.I get to dance again!!!!

Argh. Now I have to go and finish my Social Studies project that is due tomorrow. Blah. Why must school always put a damper on my fun!?!?!

M.E.

P.S. By the way, what is everyone doing for Halloween? I'm going as an iPod!!!

Tomorrow...

...is my sister's birthday. Emma's turning 9! And then the next day is my dad's birthday, and then my aunt's! ^_^ I don't know why I put that up here, but why not?

there's laughs and fun up where the clouds meet the snow

heyy everyone. =) how are you all? i had a terrible wednesday after the whole raymond thing but after i yelled a lot in comments i felt way better and went on a bikeride with my family. that day was a half day, so a bunch of people were doing fun stuff, and i had made plans with a big group of friends but at the last minute emily who i really don't get along with asked if she could come, and i knew that if she did come the whole day would be super awkward and possibly even drama-filled so i just took the bus home in the end and spent like 4 hours practicing piano and cello and lying on my bed listening to music and eating cereal. then albert came home and we played racket smack-it in the yard and it was fun. =)

and today was cross country spirit day. i wore my man pajama bottoms (if you don't know what they are they're just silky pj bottoms from the men's section at filene's. you can't really tell that they're for men except for this huge flap but i usually fold that over) and a purple tutu and toe socks and my squishy flip flops. it was pretty fun, i got lots of weird stares but that's alright.

plus i started babysitting these kids, they totally drive me crazy. i mean, not really because playing with kids is one of my favorite things to do, but these kids take SO much effort. plus the five year old, he's just SO. DIFFICULT. when i made him go to bed he just stops me and SPANKS me. so i laugh and spank him back. but then he points to my chest and he's like "HEEHEEHEE. what are those??" and i thought he was pointing to the sparkles on my shirt so i said "those are shiny things!" and he's like "no, THOSE!" and he pokes my boob and goes "those are boobies!" and then i got mad and was like "NO! YOU NEVER EVER EVER EVER DO THAT OKAY RYAN? UNDERSTAND? NEVERR. IT'S EXTREMELY RUDE AND WRONG." and he just giggles because he thinks that every single thing that comes out of my mouth is a joke because at first i was really fun with him, so i was just like okay get into bed now! and he said "NO! i'll only go to bed if you let me touch your bellybutton!" and i'm like "?????!!!!!!!!" HELLO YOU ARE FIVE YEARS OLD WHAT'S YOUR PROBLEM?

thankfully his mom came home and told him he should've been in bed 30 minutes ago. so i pretty much failed as a babysitter, but i told his mom about the whole touching thing because i don't want a kindergartener to be touching me while i'm babysitting and she seemed really upset and embarrassed. whatever, i don't care what it takes but i'm not going there again. the kids aren't even that fun to play with, i mean the last kid i babysat we rolled down hills and swordfought and read stories about butts and played video games for like an hour and i had a blast even though it's kind of pathetic that i like hanging out with elementary schoolers.

other than that i guess nothing exciting has been going on. i'd tell you all that i love you but i don't even know if that means anything anymore. love is supposed to mean something really really deep and stuff but it's thrown around so much that i love you really doesn't describe how i feel for anyone anymore. but i don't know what else to say, so I LOVE YOU ALL and i hope you know that i really truly mean it and i'm not just saying it because everyone says i love you. =)

geena

Raymond

It started out as a crush. One of those stupid crushes you tell your friends at a sleepover. And that's exactly how it started.

Friday. Day of the dance. One of those crazy days where everyone acts really stupid at the dance and then sleeps over at a friend's to get over. I'm not sure if it was the first, or second dance because my memory blurs many of the CTY memories together, only picking what CTY felt like and all the good times. I was dressed in my blue capey cloth thingy or my black dress. Was it the other one? Anyways, I think it was the one where the power went out and we were flocked together like a herd of cows outside of that big black room where the dances were held. Even with the RA's trying to handle this one by shouting commands and such, and the crazy power outage, and the amateurishly planned out dance where everyone was still awkwardly unused to the company of their fellow nerds, I still had a decently good time.

When the dance was over I was gonna sleep over at Angie's and M.E.'s with Rae, so we all made the effort, tired from the dance, to pull my matress over from my room and into Angie's. After getting the beds ready we, basically, talked about everything we could think of- and laughed about it. And all those other sleepover things that people do at sleepovers: acting crazy, living, and of course staying up late.

At 1 or 2 am, I was feeling crazy enough for anything. Angie, Rae, and I were singing 1000 miles from Angie's iPod; much to M.E.'s dismay, who was right next to us trying to sleep to our off-key lullaby of Vanessa Carlton's hit song. Soon, as every sleepover progresses, we talked about crushes and whatever that was going on in our so called love lives (or non-existent ones).
We talked about former crushes and romances with (maybe imaginary) boyfriends and who we liked at CTY.

Angie and Rae collapsed in a fit of giggles at the ridiculous reality of my statement. After giggling for about 5 minutes, Angie must've said something like "Are you serious?" and "Sure he's fun to hang out with but he wouldn't make a good boyfriend." Why I said 'Raymond', I didn't understand. Was it because there were only about 5 guys us girls in the Crafting the Essay class had contact with? Or was it because I actually kind of liked him? He was my supposed crush, something stupid you say at a sleepover when you don't have anything else to say.

Over the next few days, my imaginary crush happened to grow into one that was real- or seemed real. Every day in class was like some sort of experimental test to see if he liked me back. Yeah, it was dumb. I don't know what I was thinking back then. It sure didn't feel like that fuzzy feeling all the movies talk about. And it probably wasn't supposed to be.

Eventually it progressed to a sort of imaginary relationship. It was there but unfocused and intangible; like the mist in a hazy morning. I didn't know if he liked me, and I don't know why I danced with him at the last dance. Was it just the bet? Was it that I wanted to do something? After finally taking action and trying to do something, I realized that was what was wrong. I tried to take the intangible into reality. You can't create something out of nothing, and since nothing was there, there was nothing to be made.

The few days after the dance were some of the crappy-est days of my CTY experience. Raymond was obviously trying to distance himself from me. He made no attempt to talk to me and only rarely met my eye-contact. It seemed like he was avoiding me and I was confused. I thought after you had danced with someone it would be all flowers and kisses but all I got was crap in return. Instead of hanging out with me and everyone else as usual, Raymond started hanging out with Shensei and her friends, which only made me jealous, annoyed and frustrated.
At Fun-in-the-Sun, the Talent Show, and the rest of CTY Raymond totally ignored me and hung out with Shensei all the time. Most of the time, when he talked to me it only made me feel worse and jealous when I saw him hanging out with Shensei and her friends. The result was: me sulking in my dorm almost all the free time we had, and me being antisocial for the rest of CTY. I didn't want to talk to anyone that reminded me of Raymond. I didn't want to think.

Our last day together was spent still immaturely avoiding each other and playing that pointless charade where everything was O.K. in our imaginary world. When he wrote his number in my phone he wrote one of those lame <3 signs next to his contact name. We said our goodbyes and that was the end.

I'll say it right now, Raymond was a jackass and probably much worse. If some girl said they liked you, would you just annoy them and stop talking to them just because they tried to get close to you?

Maybe he was too immature to understand what he had. A girl that liked him, an opportunity he didn't take. After what he posted on the blog, it's pretty clear anyone that gets close to Raymond gets met with an emotional wall. It's not like he didn't have a chance- it was a chance he didn't grab and took for granted. Our relationship was based off stupid bets, imaginary crushes, and whispered gossip in the classroom. Looking back, I wonder if I even liked him, or if it was just an excuse, something to preoccupy myself at CTY.

Now after CTY, I've made a lasting friend in Trevor and we may become boyfriend and girlfriend. I certainly feel the spark, that feeling that makes you smile for the whole day, when I talk to Trevor; and the feeling that was absent in my relationship with Raymond.

I've learned that imaginary crushes are just that- IMAGINARY. If you try to take an unfocused crush into reality it'll just flop on your face, and make you feel like crap. Getting involved with the wrong guy can ruin your whole life. And in my case, Raymond was the wrong guy to get involved in.

Somehow the hazy border between a real relationship and a fake one is clearer to me now after my relationship with Raymond. I'm just grateful this happed to me at CTY and not somewhere else where I wouldn't we able to stop that virtual hell after a few days. And I'm also glad I didn't commit to that fake relationship and do something stupid like kissing him or something even stupider. I recently changed his contact on my phone to plain Raymond without the <3.

Before I was ashamed to post this- now I'm not. Raymond may not even read this, but who cares? As long as someone learns from my mistakes, that's all that matters.

P.R.I.D.E

Last I went to the high school, Braintree High School for an "Open House". All the eighth graders were encouraged to go so that they could see what the school was like and influence them to pick it. They had sign ups for teams and clubs, but I didn't pick anything just yet. Not everybody went, but it was a pretty big turnout. It started with the principal and other important people talking. They talked about P.R.I.D.E. it's an acronym for some stuff that I don't really remember. Then they tallked about AP classes. I can't wait for the AP classes, that sounds kind of nerdy, but the kids who talked about it made it sound so much like CTY with discussions and whatnot. Braintree also has a really strong AP program because the school actually pays for the tests.

After they were done we went to tour the school. I didn't really see anything that exciting except for the Digital Arts room. It's an elective where you learn photoshop and other editing programs to make photo art, there's even a dark room. I really want to take that class. Then I went to the media center and saw some of my friends. You could play golf in the media center. There were two nets on both ends of the room where you would hit the ball into. One of my friends lined up two balls one in front of the other and hit one. The other ball almost broke a window, we got out of there after that.

Compared to my school BHS is huge. There are 3 floors with like 3 huge hallways in each floor. My current school has 2 floors with 2 small hallways per floor. BHS also has like 5000 lockers, it's the only high school in Braintree so I guess I shouldn't be so surprised. Open house night made high school seem easy, but from what just about everyone says it's going to be wicked hard. But I can't get too ahead of myself, I still have to finish 8th grade.

Keep it going on...

Look, we're all emotional one way or another by Raymond's last two posts, but it doesn't mean we have to stop blogging everything else.

Anyway, I feel like I need to write somewhere the crap in my life; you can comment if you want, but you don't have to. So, let's see...first of all, there's my C+ average in Algebra 2H, which is High School Math. I hate waking up every day that early, and I think that's part of why I'm doing so badly, but I don't mind, since I only need an 80 average or recommendation throughout the whole year to get into Geometry. But my dad is going to unload a pile of shit on me with all the crap he has to say, but you know what? I want to hear that. So I can fight back, for once. I'm tired of every month or so going to bed crying. It's not all his fault, and he'd doing nothing wrong. But even if he doesn't take my point, I hope he's going to actually listen to me for once.

And you know what? I feel nothing after going from a 95 to two 70's in my Math tests, which are all the grades I get. Because I got two 70's from trying to save my friend's ass in that class with helping him study all this crap. And because I was too sleepy to feel anything after any of the tests or when we got them back. Man, I'm a wreck now, and I don't have any days I can sleep in. High School Math on the weekdays, fencing Saturday morning, and Chinese School on Sunday. I'd drop Chinese School, but yeah right...

Then there's this shit with Raymond. Don't know why, but I'm not angry at him. Probably because I felt sort of like that in the time where I wasn't keeping in touch. Oh well. I only feel disappointed and kind of sad.

My friends. Two of them never know when to stop arguing with each other. One jokes about everything but can't take a joke about himself; he's a fucking hypocrite that doesn't care what he's doing if it doesn't affect his own life. I don't blame him. He and the other guy have worse parents than mine, that probably added to this. The other doesn't take anything seriously either, and you know what, it was only a little annoying last year, and now it's not annoying at all this year. Problem with him? He seems to like dragging me onto his side. Sometimes I'd like to knock both of them out, since I know I definitely could.

And I'm so confused about my feelings for Annie. Last year, I got rejected, and later learned out she USED to like me, around the same time I started liking her. Sucks for me, huh? That was last January. I still like her. I want to be friends or more if I could, I thought I had a much better chance after CTY making me a lot better person than I was before to even just be friends, and it's back to the quiet, moody guy that barely anyone really knows again for me. And I think I like her more than I ever did before. But just two weeks ago, I thought I got over her. And now I think I'm wrong. I don't know what I want. To just forget about her, to not forget but to get over her, just to be friends, ask her out, I don't know. And the first friend I was talking about before just doesn't get it. He sometimes forgets that the people around him have emotions. There's this kid, about Kingston's height, pretty cool, and he draws a series of pictures called, "_______'s Bad Day."

It's pretty fun, even when he draws something about me with Annie rejecting me. Just playful humor. But my friend, and I don't know why I still even call him my friend (it's not Wu, Rachel), showed it to Annie. He was bugging her about showing it, and she kind of ripped it up after Brant showed it to her. I don't know if that's out of getting mad (which is the only time I've ever seen her like that), or my hopes should be a bit higher now. And then the guy requests to the kid who draws the pictures to make an "Annie's Bad Day." I want to beat the living daylights out of him so bad.

I've been having a pretty crappy 8th Grade, which isn't made any better by how moody I naturally am. Middle School's been crap the past two years, and I thought this year I'd finally get something awesome. Came in kind of confident, too, thanks to CTY. And now I'm more emotional than before, feeling more stressed than before, and I'm absolute shit right now.

Just had to write that out.

STOP!

You should read Raymond's post and all the heartwrenchingly true comments. But please take into notice that if he's leaving us just like crap on the sidewalk, we shouldn't create such a scene. He doesn't deserve it. Frankly, I'm really hurt right now by his words. How can he be so non-insightful? (I forget the word) So calm your emotions and sit down before you read his post. It's a disgrace.

Project Adventure

I haven't really had anything to write about until now. Project Adventure. For 6 weeks you do some stuff instead of gym in a group of like 20 people. Nothing exciting went on until today. I got harnessed in, and climbed up a tree. Then, I walked on a log 30 feet in the air. It was pretty cool, but it was so cold, and I have acrophobia (fear of heights). But I think I'm getting over it.

hey guys

apology for the last post which embarrassed me so much i deleted it. so hey guys~ our football team won against our rival so we were happy even though i stood up and cheered at the wrong time at multiple times. i was also part of the band... and had music strapped to my arm. which i must say is NOT attractive. it was sorta like geenas head thing except, on my arm. lemony snicket... i used to love those books. they were so clever in a like a twisted kind of way. some1 ruin the ending for me, im not rly in the mood to read them. i've been going through an obsession with jodi p's books. the one that wrote my sister's keeper? well i've only read perfect match which is a little grotesque about a priest molesting a child. my sister's keeper is definetely the best. i've also become hooked on the show project runway, any fans? i hope micheal wins. i have also become obsessed with the band highwater rising. as you can see, i am going crazy with so many obsessions and such. my parents are fighting an awful lot. it's horrible because i have to be peacekeeper. my dad even sleeps in the guest room because they can't talk to each other without killing each other. it is... ugly. the worst part is that they keep trying to assure me that everything is alright. but i'm not stupid. i've read enough books to realize it's a sticky situation. but i'm also rly optimistic so i'm hoping things will patch up soon enough. i mean absolutely no offense by this. but i love gay guys. they are so sweet and great salespeople. like 2 weeks ago at coach, i was getting a friend a gift for her bday and he just started helping me out and being super nice. i've been going back on the days steven's there! like seriously, have you ever met a non-happy gay person? maybe that's why their called gay. and btw i mean NO offense by ANY of this! i just thought it was an interesting insight. i have not talked to any of you guys in SO long. you seem so far away! come back! i'm actually having a fricking reunion with ppl from my other camp which wasn't half as good as cty... and some ppl are coming from minnesota! why can't we have one? *whiny voice* anywayz i'm gonna go finish perfect match, i hope it's not as heartbreaking as my sisters keeper... or the fact that we never had a reunion... :( <3

Misc.

My neighbor wants to go to CTY. I told her, "YES! YOU SHOULD DEFINITELY GO!" Her name is Angela, but not Angie.

The 13th book of the Series of Unfortunate Events came out on Friday. So far it proves to be pretty promising. It came out on Friday the 13th and it's the 13th book, that was pretty clever.

I started to take swimming lessons and martial art lessons. I don't really like the swimming lessons, especially since I can swim. It's only 30 minutes though, so it's not that bad. Martial arts on the other hand is awesome. I look forward to it and I practice, which is saying something. I don't practice anything, I don't even have the attention span to study most of the time. Or stay on topic, whoops.

I have a field trip tommorow to the Freedom Trail. It's this brick road in Boston, it's about 2 miles long and it's supposed to be, "rich with historical information." It's better than class, at least I hope so. That's basically all that's going on in my life right now.

Weezer!

Has anyone heard the song "Perfect Situation" by Weezer? It's REALLY good!!!!! There's all of these "wicked awesome" guitar solo-ey type things and it's just, like, really good. Listen to it! Especially if you have any interest at all in alternative.

M.E.

secret agents with head-chin-gear are SO HOT THIS SEASON. ;)

(the hat says FBI btw) HELLO!!! i got back at around midnight last night and went to sleep at 1:00 and today i expected to be super tired but i was actually really energetic. =) good day. anyway, let me explain my head/chin-gear.. i've had it for like a year but i never wore it much until maybe last week when i went to the orthodontist's.. let me post the convo:

orthodontist: hello geena. how are you? have you been wearing your chin contraption?
me: HI. i'm good. um yes i have my chin thing.
orthodontist: um, actually i asked whether you've been wearing it or not.
me: oh. uh. kind of.
orthodontist: like how frequently, would you say?
me: ummmm.
orthodontist: YES??
me: well i kind of only started wearing it at night three days before today.
orthodontist: (SHRIEKKK) my goodness! you cannot! you must wear this EVERY.SINGLE.NIGHT, GEENA!! if you do not, your chin will jut out in a few months and you will look like a monkey! you don't understand how important this is, do you?? well it is VERY important so you better make sure you wear your chin contraption!
me: MONKEY? OKAY OKAY I WILL.

so now i'm pretty much scared to death that my lower mouth actually will start growing out, because i do feel it coming out. so i've started wearing my "CHIN CONTRAPTION" every day now, even when i'm not sleeping. and since it messes my hair up i just put on a cap. =)

well ANYWAY, DC was pretty sick. there were like a million museums and we went to a few and now i don't really remember what i learned, but that's okay because it was lots of fun. =) i won't go into detail because it's not much fun describing museums and tours and plane rides etc. i have some pictures though!



the capitol.


air & space museum, HAHAHA i'm such a good photographer! you can't even tell i'm there! lol



walking down an escalator moving up. have you ever done that? it's lots of fun, at least until you start bumping into people. :P



TOILET!!!!! okay that wasn't totally necessary but i wanted to share anyway. :D

soo, that was my three-day weekend. :P what's up with all of you? i hope you're all having an AMAZING october so far. =)

love,
geena

oh and PS! i'm sorry about the last post, i just figured out why you can't see the pics and i'm really stupid but i'm too lazy to fix it, but it's not like a huge loss anyway because my camera phone is a butt. sorry!

my day in pictures and MORE! :DDD

HI EVERYONE. =) i actually have stuff to post about today!! okay first off, tomorrow me & my family are going to DC for the long weekend because we have plane credit or something like that, so basically the plane fare will be super super cheap and that's why we're just going randomly.. i'm excited! =)

so today i woke up and ate breakfast and went outside to wait for the bus and right when i walked out it drove by my house and i started running up the hill at my house to get to it but i couldn't make it and i could literally see everyone at the back of the bus cracking up at me, because i miss the bus practically every other day. lol.

anyway, then there was just school, blahdiblah. classes were pretty normal, except at lunch i had to take my friend to the school counselor because she was super stressed and stuff about home drama and i knew she had to see someone, and then at the end of the day i felt really high and everyone was convinced that i had adhd and i just didn't know it, and at the very very end of the day i went to a newspaper meeting and ate lots of cookies and chips. (the newspaper staff think that if you eat lots you'll think better. i don't know about thinking better, but i'm not complaining. ;D)

then i had no way to get home later because it slipped my mind to ask a friend for a ride and my mom didn't want to get me. so i ended up walking home, which i haven't done in a long time. that's when i just suddenly thought of taking pictures so i'll post them, although the quality is terrible because my phone is stupid.

hill to my house. the street looks a lot more peaceful than it actually is. it's really not the best neighborhood ever because there are speeding cars all the time and hundreds of different people walking by every day.



and that's our newly painted obnoxiously bright blue house. =)



then i went to the lake across from my house just to take a walk. i haven't been there in more than a year just because i haven't had time, and it's changed a lot. for the first time i can remember there aren't farting cabbages everywhere, and plus the water didn't look gross because the "aqua hygiene association" or whatever put chemicals in it for a week to clean out harmful plants.



and i sat on top of my favorite rock and took this picture. i swear, if my cameraphone wasn't so crappy this picture would've looked absolutely amazing. this pic sucks because it's not even colored, so you don't get to see the blue sky or the pretty colors of the trees. =/ ohh well some other time maybe

and if the pictures don't work then that's my fault and maybe i'll fix them if i'm feeling unlazy. =) anyway, i guess that's all i have to say. we got invited to this party tonight where we'd eat moon cakes and all that but i don't think i'm gonna go. yes i know i'm killing my social life and whatever but this whole past month i would've killed to just spent a nice night at home and just do whatever i want so i'm very very excited. =)

so, i'll probably take pictures at DC and i'll definitely talk to you all maybe tuesday? =)

MUCH LOVE!
geena

heres to the nights we felt ALIVE

hey you guys.

jeez 8th is so different from 7th. so much better i mean. its wayway funner and i feel like i'm getting more responsible and more organized. before i was probably the messiest person alive and now i try & keep everything neat. yeuh weeeeirddd.

and wow i'm so spontaneous i cut my own bangs today =o it makes me look older and younger at the same time. how convienient is that? :) then i went biking later and my friend said they look egyptian. hmmmm.

ooh random thoughts keep comin today in math, in our textbooks it said that a local jellybean manufactor produces about 1,250,000 jellybeans per hour. thats abt 333 jellybeans per SECOND. 123GO! gaaaspp thats was like 999 jellybeans made right therre!

anyway i had a strange drama-fillled day today. hopefully you guys can give me advice. basically this yr i started hanging out with this skater kid whos friends with alot of my friends. we went to our friends bowling party and met there. then after we started hanginout alot yeeeuh all that jazz. & yesterday he told like everyone and i mean everyone that he liked me + a friend told me. today i found out he was going to have a new years party and tell me then but someone blabbed to me yesterday. so i felt so bad for him and he found out 6th period that i knew that he liked me.
i have no idea what to do! i like him but not in that way at least. i dont want to ruin our friendship though! ahh this is so messedup. HELP?!

nothing muchh else i think i'm really emotional today. plus ive drinken a ton of water fo r some reason idk. ok yeah whatever love you guys hope you had a coooolll thurrsday.
LOVE RACHHHELL<3

Pokemon and Power Rangers

Well my bro Jonathan came home for the weekend from his high school in Phillidalphia. I didn't miss him at all while he was at Philly the past month because I had to share stuff with him while he was here xD. Anyhoo, the Jonathan was just annoying and he acted like a pansy because he said like; thank you and other freaky stuff like that=_=. (gawd I hate pansies) I was pretty pissed off because I had to share stuff with him and all the annoying stuff siblings do - like leaving their stuff everywhere and getting to the bathroom before you. But I guess near the end of the weekend it just got random and nostalgic because we were watching Pokemon on Youtube xDDDDDDD. and we were talking about Power Rangers??

You know you guys watched it.

and yu-gi-oh too.

No, I'm not dead...

...I just sort of, you know, fell out of touch, and I feel absolutely horrible for doing it. It's like baby CTY, except everyone fell out of touch, not just me. I'm making sure I check this blog every day and force myself to post once a week from now on, okay?

Life here in Warren, well, it's boring. What did you expect? But does anyone remember my problem with Annie? Well, one of my friends now seems to think he can mess around in my own personal love life (if you could call it even that), and gives me absolutely useless advice, always messing around, sometimes putting me down. He thinks he knows everything; he hasn't gone through anything like Wu or me (or Raymond, but I'm talking about the people he knows). And he annoyed her with this picture the other day so much that she ripped part of it and threw it out. Annie's nice, but this friend can be REALLY annoying.

We're watching The Patriot this week in Social Studies. :) But I have High School Math, which means I have to start school at what, 7:30? I wasn't even awake that time in 7th Grade. Oh well, enough complaining.

I'm going to have to do a lot of catching up, and start going on AIM again, now that my computer's working again. But oh well, I've got time.

And if anyone feels like they want to read something creepy, try this:

http://www.dionaea-house.com/0906.htm

http://www.dionaea-house.com/updates.htm

I was just reading it before posting here. Very creepy and disturbing; make sure that when you go to the second one to go hit the links to the blogs.

Bonjour

Today I had a half day so that the teacher's could have a proffesional day. I think that means meetings and stuff. It was a half day, but it felt like a full one. There's something about school that can make even 5 minutes feel like half an hour. I had homework on the half day, but I had a study hall and I got it all done. Some people don't like study hall, but it's my favorite subject. Except when I have it first thing in the morning. I don't like to leave homework for the next day, so when I have study hall first I never have anything to do. How did I get to study hall? I jump from one subject to another really easily. I just felt like I had to make a post. I feel like ever since school started I've been kind of out of touch. Following my French title AU REVOIR. (I think that's how you spell it)

Where is everyone?!?!?!

Okay, since no one has posted or commented on the blog in FIVE WHOLE DAYS, I feel that I should take this time to remind you all of the promises you made to blog at least once a week even if you have nothing to say back when everyone was all panicked about the blogs dying. I beg of you- DON'T LET THE BLOGS DIE!!!!!! I mean, would you really want to see our blog DIE? I mean, I know it's hard with school and stuff, but please, make the effort.

So I guess I'll kick us off...

I only have 4 more sessions of Kaplan left. Thank the Lord. I had my midterm test yesterday. 2 and a half hours of misery. And I still have 80 pages of homework to do for tomorrow- 40 from this week, 40 from last week that I didn't do. Argh. I would've started it on Monday, but I had to write an entire book report on My Sister's Keeper that wound up being six pages in one night because I had only finished the book the day before. 36 days until I go back to dance. I'm counting the minutes. I still hate my English teacher. She's making us read the same book she did with her fifth grade class last year. Pft! She's so annoying!

So...

Don't forget about the blog!!!
M.E.