tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20784364910862604762024-03-13T18:02:04.323-06:00supersherriportfinlyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02629337496718695432noreply@blogger.comBlogger193125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2078436491086260476.post-76345695812576214662009-03-02T16:11:00.003-07:002009-03-02T16:20:02.629-07:00A Change :)I went home this past weekend. It was a strange experience... cathartic, really. I feel so.. changed. I am now purged of the old and I now feel so ... at peace. Happy. Incredibly blessed. I have decided I need to change a few things about myself as well... and I'm very pleased with my decision. I need to be a good kid. I feel like I'm starting over, and I feel so lucky that I get endless "start-overs." I don't even deserve it, as I have done so much... I feel so thankful, almost blissful. Even though I have a killer Honors Integrated Chem and Physics test tomorrow... <br /><br />Anyhow, I am free and I am starting to see that I am much better off now. I am growing.<br /><br />And God is great.portfinlyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02629337496718695432noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2078436491086260476.post-14734296882154720612009-02-22T15:40:00.001-07:002009-02-22T15:40:43.516-07:00Wasting time... an interesting link.http://shirt.woot.com/<br /><br /><br />I am wasting time. But really, that's all we really ever do until we die.portfinlyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02629337496718695432noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2078436491086260476.post-46699781039850919292009-02-22T14:30:00.003-07:002009-02-22T14:44:37.507-07:00Life is Ironic.Hmmm...<br /><br /><br />So, on a whim, I am posting on my long-ago blog. Instead of doing my Honors Integrated Science project (which is in drastic need of being worked on..), I have been perusing my old blog from my Junior year of high school. Quite pathetic, really.<br /><br />Well. What to write? I found it interesting that my blog essentially died when school was coming to a close at the end of Junior year... which is right around the time I started dating ... a certain individual.<br /><br />And today, the day I happen to stumble upon it once again, it has been just slightly over two weeks since that certain individual broke my heart. He left me. It's a very, very long story and I do not see it necessary to relate the details currently, but essentially we went out for almost two years.. a few months shy of two years. We were engaged. We were both happy and stupid. I let myself believe in magic and that he could never let go. I trusted. <br /><br />I've grown up a lot in the past two weeks. I know that I need no one. I am my own. I think the reason I decided to even post is that someday I'll look back on even these words. The happy, naive 16/17 year old me seemed to be perhaps wiser and more independent than I let myself become with him ... My old blog posts are filled with this aura of independence and confidence. I am once again gaining that back... it is something I can NEVER again let myself lose. Once I start becoming too attached to someone, I need to remember that people are Liars. And they will leave you.<br /><br />I should have learned that at a very young age, but I, like almost everybody on the planet, refused to believe that harm could come to me. No. *I* was Invincible. He would never ever leave. He loves you too much. I believed this.<br /><br /> Ha.<br /><br />Life's ironic. But beautiful nonetheless I suppose.portfinlyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02629337496718695432noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2078436491086260476.post-18616068921800657332007-06-14T14:31:00.000-06:002007-06-14T14:34:46.622-06:00quick update on summerI just wanted to say that, thank the Lord, I'm finally better now. As it were, I'm eating an ice cream cone in a bikini... don't ask.. Basically I'm at home, watching my brother and sister. But, it's really hard to type one handed, and my ice-cream is melting, so, bye (for I dunno how long!) I'm going to CA in a few days too, that will be interesting.portfinlyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02629337496718695432noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2078436491086260476.post-6441899189833184622007-06-10T13:48:00.000-06:002007-06-10T13:58:36.767-06:00SickWow, this really, really stinks. I've been sick for the past few days.. and I still can't shake this stupid thing, whatever it is!! Gah- know what should be not aloud at all ever? GETTING SICK IN THE SUMMER!! At least during the school year it's school that you're missing, and not .. FUN! Sigh. Well, I don't really feel like typing more. Tons of stuff has happened (took ACT, lots of stories about that, lots of babysitting stories, tons more), but I really don't feel like I have the energy to elaborate. At least not now. But I felt like I should stop being a hypocrite and wishing that people would update their blogs. Oh, and right now I'm on the phone with Kelsey. Oh but I do have to write it Kelsey.. Ok, I'll stop being weird.portfinlyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02629337496718695432noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2078436491086260476.post-84933489537142956492007-05-29T02:11:00.000-06:002007-05-29T02:22:36.487-06:00Heck, it's summer, aight?I feel slightly guilty about not posting. But after all, I'm justified. I've been busy doing summer-ish things. But I just wanted to let everyone know that I might slack on posting. Oh, I'll try, yes. But I just wanted to throw out that warning. Um, so, yeah. The weekend was pretty cool. On Friday I went to my sister's school for a while, and for hours and hours on Friday night I looked for my neighbor's cat and dogs. That was exciting... I went to graduation on Saturday, then hung out. I stayed home Saturday night because my throat was killing me. I watched Happy Feet. Yesterday was pretty chill. I went to church, taught sunday school with Derek, and then stayed for a pot-luck. I chilled at my house for a bit, played with this awesome marble-maze thing. Oh, and then, Sunday night, I went to Smiths with Kelsey. And, it was just about the coolest, craziest thing everrrr: the milk we bought started leaking, and it was making a puddle on the floor, and everyone was staring at us! Haha. I loved that. Today I played in the yard with my brother, he drenched me with the dog's water; he dumped it on me. Oh, and then Kels and Julie came over and we ate ice-cream and played super smash bros. It was way cool. Oh, and we were all being Kirby once, and I swallowed Julie, and drowned myself. That was the highlight, I think, of our playing time. Then I went to Derek's house to eat hamburgers, and then we watched Robin Hood Men in Tights, which I had never seen. It's actually a really funny movie, a movie my cousin would likely enjoy. I'll have to tell him. Um, then I came home. I watched some TV with my family for once, which was weird. And, yeah, right now it's almost 2:30 in the morning. I'm only doing this because I know I can sleep in tomorrow. For once. I'd better make the most of it. Sigh. Summer is amazing. Farewell, for who knows how long. Could be a few weeks, could be a few days, could be a mere few hours.portfinlyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02629337496718695432noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2078436491086260476.post-87152851654897645452007-05-24T15:49:00.000-06:002007-05-24T15:56:39.046-06:00Taking a quick breakSo, right now, I'm roller-blading. Yeah, that's right. Not "I was roller-blading." I AM roller-blading. I've still got 'em on as I type. I'm chillin' with my little sister; she's scootering, and I'm blading. This is so weird not having any school or homework. Every year at this time it takes me a while to get used to it. But this year I feel like I have freedom, like, for once. It's crazy. Lately I have been feeling, like, I dunno... weird! Like, I came home at 3:00 AM... and it was FINE. I want my parents to know that I really appreciate their "loosening of the reigns," so to speak. Hm... some random thoughts... I'm wearing weird clothes today. I like 'em. Oh, now I'm going to go play gamecube! Yes. I haven't in forever!!portfinlyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02629337496718695432noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2078436491086260476.post-83202622023297661172007-05-24T15:13:00.000-06:002007-05-24T15:15:19.844-06:00Woooooo!!!!School is OFFICIALLY over!!! Yeah!!! I'm gonna go ride my bike!! With my sister!!! She doesn't want me to write her name!!! Tonight I'm going to the movies at 9:30!!! I love summer!!!portfinlyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02629337496718695432noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2078436491086260476.post-5987337456252538862007-05-22T17:52:00.000-06:002007-05-22T17:56:10.021-06:00You know...Okay, look. Yeah, I know I haven't been posting in a long time. But you know what? Heck, it's finals week. School is essentially over. It's nice outside. K? So, I've been doing a lot of chilling, just hanging out. Getting in the summer mood, if you will. Today I hung out in bio, then yearbook office for a bit, then to El Parasol, then movies. Right now I'm going to go study, kinda, for my remaining important finals. The others I don't care about. Sigh. I realllly. really. like summer. Yeah, this is a short post; deal with it.portfinlyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02629337496718695432noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2078436491086260476.post-17730429916257487102007-05-18T18:07:00.000-06:002007-05-18T18:16:43.617-06:00OverSchool is over. Essentially. No more classes. Today was freaky. This entire week has been! Yesterday was really cool, I hung out a bunch, went to Smiths, and El Parasol, saw Lisa at the pond. English today was sad, I was crying and Ms. B gave me a big hug; it was amazing. But honestly, I'm going to miss English, that classroom, and .. her.. sooo much. My only consolation is that I'll have her next year. She really is a great teacher, and a very cool person. Precal killed me, but at least it's OVER!! Shockey even signed my yearbook. During Stats, I went in, and the room was pretty much empty. So, I hung out with my 2 bestest friends ever. We chilled around town, Ruby K's.. Mountain.. haha. Then I meandered around at lunch. Went to yearbook, and I'm finally done with everything; I love that feeling. After school I talked with Mr. Y for a little, then headed to bio for a long while, to do test corrections. I chilled w/ Mr. T for once, and I actually got a LOT done. Things are finally coming together. In some ways I love it being the end of school, but in some ways I loathe it. I ache literally from having to say goodbye forever to some people. I'm going to really, really miss some seniors, and I'm going to uber miss some teachers... Mr. T, I'll miss you!! Ms. B. I'LL MISS YOU!! What makes things tons worse is that I won't get to see my best friends much this summer, which is very sad!<br /><br />But, for now, I still will, which is cool. I'm gonna go chill tonight, maybe sleep for once. Then tomorrow, kite festival, then getting ready for prom for eons. That'll be fun.. then pre-prom party at Paco's, haha, can't wait.. then, actual prom. This weekend will be fun.portfinlyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02629337496718695432noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2078436491086260476.post-84505632824084144762007-05-15T18:08:00.000-06:002007-05-15T18:35:38.377-06:00Rain..It's raining outside right now, and I'm thinking 2 things primarily: 1) I love rain, especially the smell of it, and 2) WHY couldn't this have happened earlier?? Haha, no, it's fine. I'm elated anyway. Lately that's how it's been.<br /><br />So, I went to the park today; I've still got sand in my shoes. Danny is really a funny kid; he's amazing. I love my little brother; often I forget how lucky I am.<br /><br />Also, I want to say that I'm really, really glad my mom's okay. We weren't sure if she would be, but everything's fine. More than fine..<br /><br />Oh.. but this is so SAD: Ms. B is super upset as of yesterday. I'm really, really worried about her. I'm not saying anything here, because I'm not sure I'm supposed to, but let's just say she is really depressed, and... all of the pictures of her boyfriend are gone... So, I was feeling really, really cruddy. I wanted to do.. something for her, so I made her a card. And today I bought her starbursts and brought her peppermint. I just hope she's okay.<br /><br />I certainly am, anyway. A friend told me today that his life sucks. And I yelled a little to emphatically, "Mine doesn't!!" It doesn't. At all. All I can say..<br /><br /><br />Arg! I'm late for a talent show; my sister's playing the piano in it. Gotta run!portfinlyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02629337496718695432noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2078436491086260476.post-26321214451757560632007-05-13T20:34:00.001-06:002007-05-13T20:35:32.337-06:00Happy Mother's Day<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.arcamax.com/pic/29532/438862"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 448px; height: 218px;" src="http://www.arcamax.com/pic/29532/438862" alt="" border="0" /></a>portfinlyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02629337496718695432noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2078436491086260476.post-88588824079321856032007-05-13T19:56:00.000-06:002007-05-13T20:09:18.046-06:00Amazing..I officially deem The Classic Crime as amazing. My favorite song: "Who Needs Air" by The Classic Crime. It's really amazing what this song does to me... I can say the whole song now.. I rarely am able to do that with a song.. Here're the lyrics:<br /><br /><br /><br /><span class="std_font"> I long to taste adventure like the nature of the sea,<br />Always moving, always hiding all the creatures from beneath.<br />Singing silent songs of sadness my heart waits for its chance,<br />To dance upon the ashes of my burned up little plans.<br /><br />And I stand alone before the night.<br />My nakedness is so clear in the glow of the moonlight.<br />Life is old but so short.<br />We are young we want more.<br /><br />I'm drowning, but I don't care,<br />Because when you got what I got, what I got, what I got<br />Who needs air?<br /><br />You don't need air.<br /><br />My addiction to danger like the rush of the sea,<br />Like a wave on the rocks the lessons crash down on me.<br />I don't need to prove the world to you only to myself.<br />So step back and look away as I dive into the swell.<br /><br />I'm drowning, but I don't care,<br />Because when you got what I got, what I got, what I got<br />Who needs air?<br />I'm drowning, but I don't care,<br />Because when you got what I got, what I got, what I got<br />You don't need air.<br /><br />Take me down to the river like a little child,<br />Take my hand and tell me its okay to be wild.<br />I never knew the world until I saw through your eyes,<br />I never knew my self until I ripped off my disguise.<br /><br />I'm drowning, but I don't care,<br />Because when you've got what I got, what I got, what I got<br />Who needs air?<br /><br />I have come to the realization that life is more than what I have accomplished.<br />And life is more then the realization that we have accomplished nothing at all.<br />True success is so selfless so drown in the lyrics of your life<br />and give up the air that you breathe.<br />You don't need anything.</span>portfinlyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02629337496718695432noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2078436491086260476.post-34887685712473590242007-05-10T21:03:00.000-06:002007-05-10T21:19:34.067-06:00I don't even know how to title this.My life.<br /><br />If I sit back and think about it, my life seems very different. If I were looking at myself through someone else's perspective, I honestly don't know what I'd think.<br /><br />So, I... well, I'm stumped. I have a million thoughts floating around in my brain, yet I can't get them out. Partly because of the fact that people I know read this... Haha, now is one of the times that I kind of just need to write; now is also one of the times I long for anonymity. Arg, that word reminds me of Statistics, which I'm failing.<br /><br />I look again at myself right now. Who am I? I ask that, honestly, direly, to no one but myself. And it's sad because there's just silence. No one telling me the answer... it's just me. I suppose I AM who I choose to be; no one can make me do otherwise... But I am easily influenced. People impact me. Big time. I don't know why I let other people influence me so much, but I do.<br /><br />Long pause. I'm at a loss for words.<br /><br />There's so much I want to say, but can't.portfinlyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02629337496718695432noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2078436491086260476.post-41601577642935356992007-05-09T21:59:00.000-06:002007-05-09T22:00:47.990-06:00Can't concentrate on anything...I don't know what's wrong with me... why can't I concentrate!? My huge stats final is due tomorrow... oh boy. But, I can't seem to shake this feeling. I just doze off, constantly...<br /><br />It's actually amazing.portfinlyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02629337496718695432noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2078436491086260476.post-6350603771630357932007-05-09T17:54:00.000-06:002007-05-09T18:13:00.410-06:00My life is insane.Ok, yeah, I know, I know-- I'm slacking on posting. Jeez, was Saturday really the last time I posted? I guess so. Well, I'm justified, I suppose; I've been uber busy. So, let's see, Saturday night I played gamecube with my sister and Megan for a long while before I conked out due to exhaustion. Oh, but before that I was half watching a movie and half talking on the phone for forever. Um, let's see. On Sunday? Well, I didn't really do much, I guess. Monday was... let's see. Oh, right! Yeah, Monday was pretty chill. I, um, went to the library after school. To study (ahem, cram) for the AP stats test... that was cool. Yesterday was a bit wonky. So, I went to English and Precal, then hung out til 1, when the AP test started. Ugh. We got out at almost 5. It was intense, I'll just say that. Today (finally I'm caught up to today), was interesting. So, I read a lot for a part in Macbeth. We're almost done reading it. I like, actually, quite a bit. At first I wasn't so sure about it, but it's really getting good. And it helps that she explains it, makes it lively, animated, and interesting. In bio I took that test.. ouch. I actually went to Student Assistant for once, I typed up this thing, talked to her a little, and then left early because she had to go get an allergy shot. At lunch I did bio, and ACTUALLY FINISHED CORRECTING A TEST! Now only, what, 2 more to go? Computer Science was interesting; I met John. And I wrote this super long function. And it was chill. After school, I talked to Mr. Y, John, and Derek for a while... that was ok. Ah, then, um, ... I said a goodbye of sorts and left, and Julie, Kelsey and I went shopping... Ha, after about a million eons and a lot of hard work (and a lot of laughs), I am now the proud owner of a prom dress. Uh, haha, here's the thing: It's pink. Yeah, that's right. Pink. Well, I like it anyway. It'll be fine. Ahhhh, but now, I have this gigantor Stats project due tomorrow, and I have a million little slips of paper around me. I have to decipher them, and compile them somehow into a neat, polished, typed report due at 11:05 tomorrow. Oh well, I'm sure I can do it. But, right now, to calm my nerves a bit, I'm enjoying a huge bowl of cookie-dough ice cream. I <3 cookie dough ice cream.portfinlyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02629337496718695432noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2078436491086260476.post-47034628285754469182007-05-05T15:10:00.000-06:002007-05-05T15:30:46.069-06:00"Wow.."Ok, I'm finally posting. But, let me warn you, so much freakin' stuff has happened in the past, what, 3 days? that I cannot possibly cram it all here. Nor do I want to, actually, considering people I know read this. So, let's see. Thursday was pretty much the coolest thing ever. I ditched English (Ok, let me back up, Ms. B wasn't there, so we weren't doing anything anyway). And it was sort of justified, as in Mr. Y signed a note, so yeah. Then I went to bio, and it was pretty chill. During Student Aiding I went to the loft <span style="font-style: italic;">again, </span>which was really, really cool. I went to lunch, and got stung by a bee. Now, that wasn't actually that much fun, but it was still quite an experience. My finger got so swollen I couldn't bend it, and I was actually in a great deal of pain. I went late to comp sci because the nurse wanted to "monitor" me and my sting.<br /> Friday, yesterday, was kind of ridiculous. I.. yeah, it's beyond ridiculous. I don't even remember what we did.. in Precal we melted pennies, that was cool.. I didn't really do much else, but I was pretty excited about seeing Spider Man 3. So, yeah, at 6:45 I saw it. I... yeah, I liked it. The... ending was kind of... surprising. Eh.. Yeah. That's about all.<br /> Today I got up bright and early to take the SAT (again). My score from the first time actually isn't very bad at all, so I wasn't so worried. Anyway, it went alright, but my neck was insanely sore. It might have had something to do with the fact that I sat in the very front row at the movie, and, yeah, it was kind of difficult to see..<br /> And, after the SAT, Kels, Julie and I chilled (for once which was cool) at the pond. Oh yeah, we got and Indian taco and I spilled chile all over my pants. And my shirt... Anyway, then we drove home. Now I'm here babysitting my buddy Megan. She's kind of sadistic and kind of reminds me of how Lady Macbeth might've been at age 8. She throws stuff at me, and she pinches me. Hard. Ok, I'm going to go.<br /><br />But, basically, to sum up these past few days that I haven't posted... "wow."portfinlyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02629337496718695432noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2078436491086260476.post-75248408960874874742007-05-01T14:26:00.000-06:002007-05-01T14:31:27.900-06:00Mayday, mayday..Hm, well, happy May, I suppose. I'm in comp sci, and am rather bored, so I decided to post. I am.. very, very hungry at the moment (I was going to say starving, but then I realized that, no, I'm not really starving; that would be a lie). Today's kind of a ho-hum kind of day. It feels like nothing much has really happened, so there's not really much worth posting even. We read more of Macbeth in English. Took a test in bio. Typed something, copied stuff, talked a little in Student Aiding. At lunch I did a worksheet. Now we're not doing anything. That's really just about the extent of my day. Not much action. And there's no tennis today because varsity has a game or something. I need food. Ice cream, maybe. Oh, I guess worth talking about is the yb party yesterday after school. It went pretty well. We ate tons of enchiladas and other food, played pictionary, and made t-shirts. Well, I'd better go; we're being summoned by Mr. Y.portfinlyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02629337496718695432noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2078436491086260476.post-36010144568573036312007-04-28T16:18:00.000-06:002007-04-28T19:07:02.947-06:00Kind of crazy day<p class="MsoNormal">So, today has been pretty interesting so far; I drove to SF for a community seminar at St. John’s. I drove this short, redheaded guy named Josh. We met Ms. B in a parking lot, and I followed right behind so I wouldn’t get lost going there. We got there early so we walked around. And let me just say, it’s a beautiful campus. It’s really stunning. She showed us the dorm room she stayed in, too, which was cool. Well, I then went to a seminar on Emerson’s “The Poet,” which was really, really interesting. Then we all went to a different building and I drank tons of coffee and ate a muffin. I learned a lot, actually, about Ms. B. We walked back to our cars, still talking, and then out of nowhere I realize my thumb is bleeding. I don’t know how, but it was. So she fishes around in her purse and produces a band-aid for me, as I stand there sheepishly, feeling like a little kid. It was kind of crazy. <span style=""> </span>Then I drove home. </p> <p class="MsoNormal"><!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--> <!--[endif]--><o:p></o:p></p> <p class="MsoNormal">I went on a long, long, run with my mom, too, later on, which was kind of weird. We went like, all over the place, and I kept on running around, waiting while she walked. I’d say we ran 3 miles, and it took 31 minutes (partly due to the fact that I kept having to backtrack for us to stay together). It was pretty fun though; I love running. Especially long striding down steep hills. Even though it’s kind of scary…</p> <p class="MsoNormal"><!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--> <!--[endif]--><o:p></o:p></p> <p class="MsoNormal">Oh, also, here’s something kind of scary/freaky. So, I was making a pretzel a little while ago, and I look down and there’s a bunch of blood dripping down my arm. I kind of freak out, because I didn’t feel anything happen. But some way, somehow, there’s a gash in my finger. So I run to the bathroom, stick my finger under cold running water, and put a band aid on. I don’t know what’s going on with me today! My fingers randomly bleed! </p> <p class="MsoNormal"><!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--> <!--[endif]--><o:p></o:p></p> <p class="MsoNormal">Okay, well, I’m going to go help make enchiladas. </p>portfinlyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02629337496718695432noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2078436491086260476.post-43960011704050735012007-04-25T21:49:00.000-06:002007-04-25T22:00:34.735-06:00Insane<p class="MsoNormal">Okay. I officially admit it. I. Am. A. Psychopath. </p> <p class="MsoNormal"><!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--> <!--[endif]--><o:p></o:p></p> <p class="MsoNormal">But a happy psychopath. Hm, I think so, anyway. Things are different this time around… </p> <p class="MsoNormal"><!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--> <!--[endif]--><o:p></o:p></p> <p class="MsoNormal">So basically my day went all right, nothing special. Went to English; watched a movie about Shakespeare. Went to Bio; talked about extra-terrestrials. Went to Student Assistant; ranted with Ms. B. about the system and how we should over-throw those in charge; went to Ms. B’s room for lunch, then Bio; got called a liar a bunch of times by my friends. Went to comp sci; watched Strong bad emails and listened to people talk about prom. All right. Nothin’ spectacular, right? </p> <p class="MsoNormal"><!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--> <!--[endif]--><o:p></o:p></p> <p class="MsoNormal">So, then, after school, my friends stole my phone, and eventually gave it back. Then I gave a friend a ride to Orange. Ah. Then, I went to tennis and …. said friend came too. It was really pretty interesting. I then went to Starbucks for a bit. </p> <p class="MsoNormal"><!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--> <!--[endif]--><o:p></o:p></p> <p class="MsoNormal">I love Starbucks. </p> <p class="MsoNormal"><!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--> <!--[endif]--><o:p></o:p></p> <p class="MsoNormal">The rest of my day was crazy too. </p> <p class="MsoNormal"><!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--> <!--[endif]--><o:p></o:p></p> <p class="MsoNormal">Annnnny way… now I’m going to go derive more formulas! Fun, fun, fun…</p> <p class="MsoNormal"><!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--> <!--[endif]--><o:p></o:p></p> <p class="MsoNormal">Deriving is “deriving” me crazy!</p>portfinlyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02629337496718695432noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2078436491086260476.post-50954063592291103552007-04-24T17:44:00.000-06:002007-04-24T17:52:50.771-06:00I'm a "creeper"I'm babysitting my buddy Kate right now. And let me tell you, I'm diggin their new house. So, I really don't have much to say, except for my life is really wacko. In a good way wacko, yes, but wacko just the same. In English we're doing Macbeth, which is pretty much rockin' awesome amazing. The CD that goes along with it really makes it interesting. And tomorrow we're actually acting part out, and I'm Lady Macbeth, apparantly. I'm pretty stoked. But seriously, I really love it. And I love to see her go absolutely batty over it; she's kind of obsessed. Ok. Anyway. Macbeth is pretty cool. In precal, I took a quiz on green paper for the first time in my life. I did basically amazing on it. In stats, eh.. It was ok. Oh yeah, except that I was being a complete nutcase (maybe this had something to do with the 3 coffees I drank today). Lunch was cool. Ha ha ha. I feel like a total miscrient. Is that even a word? I dunno. Yearbook was cool- one word: stickering... joy.. It was actually pretty cool. We just sat around and talked, and it felt like we were one whole yearbook staff for once. Tennis was pretty awesome.... except I ripped my jeans! And it is kind of at.. not the most opportune place. So, yeah. I mean, no, I'm not like fat, they're just old. I mean, they've got about 20 million other rips.. I don't want to part with them!!! Ok, now I'll stop rambling on. Wow, these people are so nice. Okay, so they're offering me tons and tons of food, all the food I could ever want! So, I'm eating this awesome coffee bar. It's like, mocha, so it's sweet and coffee-ish. It's really really cool. I'm gonna go watch Dora and continue being a "creeper," as Julie would say...portfinlyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02629337496718695432noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2078436491086260476.post-75501541183683585242007-04-23T23:12:00.000-06:002007-04-23T23:17:46.162-06:00Wow... my life.. is...Insane. That's what I would label myself as, if I was into that sort of thing. But seriously. My life is totally crazy. Do you ever find yourself going, "Woah, what the heck just happened; what have I done?" kind of deal? Maybe?? Well, I get like that sometimes. Now is one of those times. When people hear about this, they'll probably just roll their eyes and go, "Yep. That's crazy Sherri again..".<br /><br />Let's just say things are looking up.. I guess?<br /><br />We'll see how things play out from here......<br /><br />My life is certainly no longer mundane.portfinlyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02629337496718695432noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2078436491086260476.post-1751676123570910542007-04-23T19:30:00.000-06:002007-04-23T19:44:04.188-06:00It's the best day everrrrrr!So, today is pretty rockin' awesome. It seriously was a very, very good day. First off, I woke up early and everything. (I actually didn't get much sleep). And then Janey, the dog I'm watching, went outside like an angel dog. No problems. (Ha, unlike last night when it took seriously like an hour to get her to come inside...). And then I had starbucks, which was amazing as usual. English was cool. Oh, yeah! I got a 182/ 180 on my frickin' essay!! Who'd have guessed? I seriously, seriously thought I'd barely scrape a B. A miracle, I tell you! She doesn't hate me (this morning I was kind of sad because we were being all distant or whatever, but I realize we just hadn't had our coffee yet). Yeah!! Bio was pretty cool. Student assistant was cool; I typed up this film terms paper, which was cool. She's very into film apparently, and studying film elements. And then I went back to her room and talked to her for a long time. At lunch I went to Ms. S.'s room w/ Kels, and then I went to Deca. I actually like it in there.... Ha ha. There I had more coffee!!! Wooo! And then I went to comp sci, which was pretty cool because I figured out 4 assignments. I was happy. Oh yeah, then I talked to Mr. Y for a while, actually... about, (this is crazy insane weirdness), Gysbertus! (He was Ms. B.'s husband... but I won't go into detail at all...) Mr. Y is a pretty chill guy (So, hi, if you're reading this, Mr. Y....). And then.............. (at the very end of comp sci):<br /><br />THE YEARBOOKS CAME!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!<br /><br />We lugged tons and tons of boxes, and then finally opened one. I loveee it. Congratulations to every single person who worked on it!<br /><br />Hope everyone likes it....portfinlyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02629337496718695432noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2078436491086260476.post-12897843827815895262007-04-22T19:09:00.000-06:002007-04-22T19:49:40.660-06:00I really am alive, you know.I'm alive. Believe it or not. Ha ha. Many of you have probably been wondering why I haven't posted in, what, almost 2 whole weeks?! Well, I would tell you...<br /><br />Except I can't. And the reason I can't is because, well, I really don't know. I'm going to try and keep this concise, but we'll see.<br /><br />This is, I think anyway, the longest I've gone without posting. So naturally it's assumed that I have a lot of catching up to do. But the truth is that, well, I don't. I mean, I certainly have some things to say.<br /><br />The main thing is the Key Club Convention that I attended with my 2 best friends one week ago. We went with our faculty adviser and Kiwanis adviser, and also Noopur and Claire, a sophomore. Basically it was pretty chill; all in all I had fun. Our club got 1st place for the traditional scrapbook (and a trophy- wooo!). And also to be noted is the fact that Kelsey ran for, and subsequently won, District Bulletin Editor. Now, I realize that this probably means nothing to most of you, but to put it in perspective, she's the 3rd highest officer in our district, which is AZ, NM, and a bit of Texas too. So, congratulations, Kels!!<br /><br />Other than that, nothing spectacular has really been going on. I've been trying, kind of, in math. I actually did amazing on a precal quiz, and I had so much fun at school on Friday. Oh, and last Friday was pretty cool; Ms. B. and I just sat in her room, me coloring posters and her grading essays. Oh, and we were listening to the weirdest music. It was kinda nuts. Ha ha. And she was reading me funny things from people's essays. And we were just laughing and stuff. It was really cool. Oh yeah, also this week, I ditched computer science to go to humanities, and I got all this cool footage and some pics for the yearbook DVD. And the next day Ty brought in a Turkey Vulture. Anyway...<br /><br />So, a bit more about the lack of posts. I really don't know why. I suppose I was feeling like this blog title didn't fit me at all. Supersherri? I mean, come on. That's not me, I thought. One of my friends even threw out the idea that I was depressed. I seriously thought I might be. But, I dunno, I guess after a long, long shower yesterday, and all day alone today, I'm not. I'm really really not depressed. In fact, I'm better than before. I seriously debated deleting this blog. But I have decided, at least for now, I'll still keep it. (Sound familiar?). Oh yeah, also, hi dad, because I know you're reading this. So yeah, now my parents apparently read this too. I guess it's kind of a good thing.<br /><br />And right now, I'm in a good mood. A really good mood. Despite having just been force-fed stringy pork roast (shiver), I'm in a very fine mood. I don't want to attribute this all to recent events, but it certainly is probably a big part of it.<br /><br />Anyway, I guess that's about it for now.<br /><br />So,<br /><br />I'm alive!!!!portfinlyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02629337496718695432noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2078436491086260476.post-23309443121835576452007-04-10T19:36:00.000-06:002007-04-10T20:49:31.731-06:00pink milk and my dorky dayPink milk is pretty much the greatest. Well, it's technically "strawberry milk," but I prefer the terminology that I used even when I was really little. I used to really like it; I'd ask for it all the time. And then for a long, long time I really became disinterested. Just recently, though, I have become really enthralled by it.<br /><br />Anyway, that's what I just finished drinking. Now I think I'm going to finish this post, and then try and do bio, then maybe go to bed early for once. Because I really couldn't sleep for some reason yesterday.<br /><br />Well, today was alright, I suppose, but I was kind of a loser/dork a lot of the time. I have just recently become obsessed with drawing Lord of the Flies pictures in my sketchbook; it just lends itself so nicely to it. So, I was a dork and showed Ms. B. the picture of the skewered pig's head, and then I helped her hang up a huge piece of paper that would become the mural. In class we did more symbolism stuff, which was actually cool. If LotF was just a story about boys on an Island and nothing else, it wouldn't be really a good book. But there's so many symbols to be looked for, so many meanings to 'dig' for. And some are really cool. Sometimes looking for symbolism seems kind of bogus, but a lot of the time, it really makes sense, and I like it. In precal I actually really, really tried to learn/ pay attention. I even talked to her about coming in at lunch. In stats, we took a test... not even going to touch on that. Don't want to think about it. Anyway, at lunch, true to my word, I chilled with Mrs. S for a little bit and went over the test. I think she's actually beginning to like me. It certainly seems like it anyway: she was being uber nice. After spending a while in Precal, I kind of wandered around to bio, and outside, and it was really windy and I wasn't finding anybody, so I went to Ms. B.'s room. I just went in, said hi, and said, "Well, I guess I'll just stay here; it's windy." And then I mumbled something about how I remembered a spoon for once for my yogurt, and I flipped open Milagro Beanfield War and started reading. Yeah. I'm a dork. We didn't really say much. I just went in her room, opened a book, and started reading and eating boisenberry yogurt. What a loserish thing to do... I stayed there the whole time. In yearbook, I talked, ran around, and drew. Pretty sweet. Oh yeah, I also won this gross candy. I ditched tennis again because of the wind.<br /><br />K, now I'm going to go finish bio while drinking more pink milk. Then bed....portfinlyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02629337496718695432noreply@blogger.com0