Sweet!

So, I finally got the snow pictures on my computer! The stupid battery was dead. But no longer! So I'll put those up. Today was okay, I guess. English was pretty sweet but I kind of wanted to make our myth better (we had to write about how evil came about. I had this great idea involving a huge implsion and... yeah). Precal I don't even want to talk about. At all. So I won't. Stats was relatively lame. Key Club... can't complain. Then in yearbook I had to call a bunch of people to buy senior ads. Boy was THAT fun. On a more interesting note, my life is not boring. What I mean is: most people have relatively sane households; most houses of highschoolers are more or less quiet and calm. Mine, however, is quite the opposite. For example, right now my 2 year old brother is running around the house stark naked (he has recently taken to ripping off his clothes by "magic" {that's what he calls it} and running through the now bare halls). And here he is: 5jmkgylbnnmmcccccccccccccccccccccccctttttttsavbjnjj mbcder v. I wonder if there is some subconcious message in that. Anyway. My sister is banging away on the piano (Supercalifragalisticexpialidocious). And my mother is talking to my dad who is picking up a shower from Espanola. So anyway, my life is kind of ridiculous. Oh, thought of something else. The career thing that I took yesterday, that Bridges thing, said I was "out going, enthusiastic, and spontaneous...I am up for new experiences... I have a vivid imagination...people find me fun to be around." Also, "my curiosity distracts me, and I probably find that staying organized is one of the hardest things to do. " Now that is quite true. Aight, now I'm fresh out of interesing things to say. So here are some pics!

Aww, look at poor frozen Buster. He's a Pup-scicle!


My brother and I enjoying the snow!


My now almost bare door. :(


My brother (surprisingly dressed). Notice the unique "one snowboot" style.

Snow!!

Finally-- the first signs that winter is actually coming close upon us-- SNOW!! Snow is actually pretty powerful. I mean, of course it is powerful (like avalanches and such), but it is also powerful in that it can instill in people a content/ happy sort of feeling. Maybe it's just me, but seeing snow completely cover my backyard makes me want to run through it, dive in it, and throw it in the air.
And so that is precisely what I did when I got home from school. Today wasn't necessarily a bad day, but it most certainly wasn't the best. What with doing the career thing in Ms. Baas' class, taking Thurston's Cellular Respiration test (that I can only cross my fingers and help for the best on), watching that stupid sex movie in health, yet again feeling incompetent at juggling club, and dealing with the Quiet Lady during SAT prep, I think I really needed this cold, white gift. I like snow...even though it's a pain to deal with on your car...
So now, after romping about in the snow like a spaz, I do beleive things are better, even if it's just a tad. Now that I got that burst of crazy out of me, I need to kick off my hiking boots, grab a yogurt, and lock myself in my room with my Precal notes, book, and pretest. The least that woman could have done was to grade our quizzes we took weeks ago...
I was thinking yesterday in that class, as I often do, as no one really sits by me. In English yesterday, we were having a discussion about how well the "horses" did as leaders. Anyway, what came up is that equality and fairness are NOT the same thing. In our little government in the classroom, things were certainly not equal, but I tried to make them fair. Gov'ts should BE fair. Shockey, I decided, is neither equal nor fair. It makes me rather angry. But mostly the fact that she pretty much hates everyone, and pretty much loves Drew. That's just wrong.
So. Plan for now. Get off the addicting computer. Go do precal. (and kind of forget about stats for now).
Snow is great. I have a sneaking suspicion that if there were no snow, I'd be in a horrible, grouchy, sullen mood. But, fortunately, I'm in a lighthearted mood. Which is quite surprising considering I have a huge-o test in my least favorite subject.

Kreb's cycle and more

Bio test tomorrow; perfect...

Studying at Julie's was wayy cool and hopefully way helpful. I really need this test not to kill me.

Ahem.

AcetylCoA Beep Lemon Ploop Clapclap Key Ploop Clapclap Energy! Sucks. Fad Fumes Clapclap Ox.
That rocks!

Alright. I think I've got it. Gotta work on the glycolysis thing... Pretty Gal Pretty Gal...

So. Test hopefully won't kill me.

Tomorrow will be good. English will be a breeze, but way easy. I want to go in early and talk to her though. About Paradise Lost. I really like it; I told her it was like The Screwtape Letters. And she knew what I was talking about and actually agreed! Yay. Bio...eh...test... Then Health will hopefully NOT be boring, I mean, come on..(Hipwood won't be there). Then Juggling Club... hooorah. (WHY can't I LEARN!?) Then SAT. Won't be the most horrible thing ever. Then come home and cram for P-cal. Hey, that sounds like PGAL. Phosphoglyceraldehyde?

Aooga

Well. It's a Monday. And it's very Monday-ish. Quite so.

English was actually the best period of the day… it was perhaps the best English class even, in a long time. But poor Ms. Baas, she has a cold, and so she unfortunately had to go home. But before she left, I showed her our awesome game. She really liked it. Really. She said our game was “above and beyond” expectations. And that there was some definite extra credit goin’ on there. So. Even though I spent hours of my Thanksgiving break working on this project, I’m pretty much thinking that it was well worth it. That’s my opinion anyway. So then, since Sarah and I were the only ones completely done, we walked with Ms. Baas to the book depository to get Paradise Lost. And I walked (almost) all the way back whilst balancing the giganto book on my head. Ha ha. And Ms. Baas walked behind, watching me act like a goof ball. So then we got back to the class room. Sigh. I’m going to miss being a horse. But I was glad she got the books for us; I think by the way she told me about the book that she expects, sort of, that we start reading. And so that is what I did for the rest of the class period. Then I handed out the remainder of our “harvest.”

And from there my day started to go downhill, though it was not a steep downhill, so it was actually pretty good. So anyway, in bio I learned that we have a killer test. Wednesday. Yeah. Bummer. Sooo, he talked a little bit, and then put us in obscure groups with weirdo COMPLETELY SILENT people to work on a review sheet. So it was basically me, mumbling answers, letting out my thought processes, and earnestly trying to get the other people to talk. And failing. So…

Then I went to health. I thought it’d be somewhat interesting, considering we’re now at long last at the subject I envisioned “Health” to be about, namely the three letter word. But, alas, Mr. Hipwood somehow managed to make sex boring. Yeah. We pretty much took notes the whole time. And it was killer boring. ‘Nuff said about that class…

Lunch was actually pretty sweet; me, K, and J all did test corrections with the WP’s, and that was pretty entertaining. And we got some work done! Heyy.

So then I rushed out of Bio and rushed into Baca’s class… joy. I beat Afsheen, even after him pulling me out of the way and shoving me. So I scrambled to my seat, bell rang, and then our entire freaking class traipsed over to E-wing to carry books from Ms. West’s room. Then Elise, Steffie, Brittney and I went to the IMC. I’m happy because: 1) We got the cards done! 2) Brittney wasn’t a … ahem …today. Not really. I was carrying the big honkin SAT book on my head, and yelled “look guys! Aren’t I beastly awesome?” And she looked at me, eyes slanted, lips pursed, and said “Wow. Maybe you should join the Circus.”

So then Mom drove me and Kels home. Schwann man came. Now I should go do hw. It’s kind of sad, but I would honestly like to go read Paradise Lost rather than do Pre-cal… What a yucky class!

And you know what? I’m gonna go practice piano!

* slaps own face * Be happy, Sherri, happy!

And...

And, yes, the layout is back to its original. I think it best fits my blog's personality. And I suppose it will not change for a while.

Yawn.

Now for some precal.

Actually, it's not due tomorrow. I think I'll take a shower! Or maybe a bath!




Squeak!

Rollicking is an uber cool word. People should use it more.

So, it's been a long while since I've posted, but I am kind of hesitant to post, as I don't know what to say. I have a lot of things to type/ say, a whole lot, but I am batting things back and forth in my head-- what I should say and what should be left unsaid. I realize I don't have whole lot of time right now (I still have some precal to do), so I think I will try and keep things concise. But lets just say that, even though this was perhaps the oddest, most ridiculous long weekend ever, I am glad overall. Perhaps I am learning/growing/changing. I hope for the better. Just now Rudolph the Red-Nosed Reindeer was on. And the part I was watching was when Rudolph was growing up. As he grew up, the narrator said, he learned something. He learned that to solve problems, to deal with things, you can't run from your problems. You really can't just keep running and hiding. So Rudolph decides to leave Misfit Island and go back to confront all the other reindeer. Now, I'm not saying I'm at all Reindeer-like. I just thought it pleasing that I, in a sense, am like Rudolph in that I am growing older and realizing that fact. I think I realized it subliminally, but still. I am not pleased with a certain fact about myself. But I realized (perhaps was quickly forced to realize) that even though I don’t like this fact doesn’t mean that I need to wig out or run from it. I’m not embracing it. I’m not totally 180 degrees from who I once was. In life, sometimes, I think you might just have to accept facts as facts, and not freak. Just deal. Be cool. Be chill. Hm. Well, anyway. The rest of my weekend…which I suppose would just be the end of Saturday and today… was relatively uneventful, but still nice. I was glad that R.Y.D. and S. weren’t there, and I was also glad that I was able to have a nice, long conversation with Karla, who spoke to me like more or less an equal and didn’t dis me. It reminded me of Breckenridge this summer when we talked for uber long periods of time. I was also happy that I, along with William, got to help my mom teach the little kids Sunday school. Also, I was glad for the simple fact that it was Sunday and I was at church and we sang a lot of sweet hymns and I like being there, singing those hymns and saying that liturgy. On a different note, I am way pleased with the way our English game turned out (here’s a shout out to Kels: Thanks again for making the duck, sheep, and pig. They are sooo cute!). I shall now include a picture of the board(I'd include a picture of the game pieces, but they are, alas, at Sarah's house.They rock though!)...

but it is now much better looking, with all sorts of rockin’ arrows which make it much more clear which way players are supposed to go. I’d better not forget it tomorrow! (I could see me forgetting that). And yay—no bio homework. If I DID have bio due tomorrow, I’d be all “Yarg! Noo!” and probably would not be blogging away right now. Okey. Well, all in all, this was a good weekend. I, like my i-pod, have become recharged this weekend. And now am ready (or as ready as I’ll ever be) for a rollicking good week at school. (PLEASE let the precal test not kill me!)

May everyone reading this have some rollicking good fun this week.

Rollicking good.

Happy Thanksgiving!!

If I really think about it, I do have a heck of a lot to be thankful for. Taking things for granted is so easy...

May everyone have a Happy Thanksgiving!


(that's Gobble, the turkey)

Casino Royale Official Opening Titles-- Pretty awesome!!

The opening titles of the 21st James Bond Movie, Casino Royale starring Daniel Craig. Song: You Know My Name - Chris Cornell.