So right now, my friends are having a rather heated argument about something rather random-who was a better superhero, Spiderman or Batman? I couldn't figure out who won. There wasn't a clear winner. But whatever. I just got out of chorus. And it was awesome. There were only six of us most of the time-one person left halfway through and another person came in soon after. We're a ten person choir, technically. The person who left was the only other soprano. And that meant that once we went into three part harmony, once the other person came back, there were three alto 2's, two alto 1's, and one soprano-me. It was hard, but kind of fun. For some reason, I felt like I was the only one singing half the time. But maybe that's just because I am me and I can hear myself better than everyone else. And I was singing like an octave higher than everyone else. And I was the only one who kind of remotely knew their part. I don't know. But I felt like I was the only one that was singing at any given moment in rehearsal today when we went into three part harmony. But whatever. :)
I have now set a personal best for number of posts in one day.
Before it was four.
Now it's five.
And the number is gonna go up.
Trust me.
Expect me to post more.
Seriously.
I have nothing else to do today.
Except go home.
Friday, May 1, 2009
back again
Okay, I'm going to try to do as many posts as possible, just because I want to have a lot of posts. And because I like blogging.
Okay I'm leaving now.
For now.
Bye.
Okay I'm leaving now.
For now.
Bye.
gah!!!
I had SO MANY FREAKING TESTS TODAY!!! GRRRRRRRRRRRRR!!! First there was History. That was really hard and gave me a really bad writer's cramp because the history teacher's tests always have at least three "short answer" questions, and this one happened to be nine "short answer" questions. For all you who do not know our history teacher, his "short answer" questions are more like miniature essays, always. Seriously, he gave us so much space to write the stuff that you would feel bad if you answered in an ACTUAL short answer, like two sentences, which would have been acceptable for a short answer from most of our teachers. But for our history teacher, you have to write a whole huge answer about why Iran did something about taking over and blah blah blah blah blah. Seriously, two of his answers could probably be rolled together, typed up, put into paragraphs, and submitted for your next history essay. There's honestly very little difference between the two.
Then there was my free block, during which I was blogging a bit, which wasn't bad. It was fun, actually, because I'm weird like that. And because I like blogging.
Then there was English, which was easy until the poem analysis, which would not have been so horrid if I had not decided to write in cursive.
I do not think we have a test in biology. I am 99% sure we do not have a test in biology.
And I am 99% sure we do not have a test in health because we are still doing notes about STDs. And I am 100% sure we do not have a test in either chorus or TA because our concerts are the tests and nobody is tested for anything in TA. So yeah. But the fact that I decided to write in cursive gave me a headache. So now I am here. And I am hungry. So...yeah.
At least I am not the only one who hates the history tests.
I know that for a fact.
All of us who have history for A block were freaking out about it.
Because we all hate the tests.
And this one was really hard, because most of us did not remember him going over half the stuff that was on the study guide.
Luckily, we were all mixed up about which half we did not remember.
So I am going to leave now.
Bye.
Then there was my free block, during which I was blogging a bit, which wasn't bad. It was fun, actually, because I'm weird like that. And because I like blogging.
Then there was English, which was easy until the poem analysis, which would not have been so horrid if I had not decided to write in cursive.
I do not think we have a test in biology. I am 99% sure we do not have a test in biology.
And I am 99% sure we do not have a test in health because we are still doing notes about STDs. And I am 100% sure we do not have a test in either chorus or TA because our concerts are the tests and nobody is tested for anything in TA. So yeah. But the fact that I decided to write in cursive gave me a headache. So now I am here. And I am hungry. So...yeah.
At least I am not the only one who hates the history tests.
I know that for a fact.
All of us who have history for A block were freaking out about it.
Because we all hate the tests.
And this one was really hard, because most of us did not remember him going over half the stuff that was on the study guide.
Luckily, we were all mixed up about which half we did not remember.
So I am going to leave now.
Bye.
bored.
I'm bored.
Again.
Tomorrow is my elementary school's spring fair!!!
WOOT!!!
Even though it's been years since I was in elementary school, and I haven't been actually in the school since the first day of school this current school year, I still want to go.
Only thing is, I only have two dollars.
Seriously.
There goes my hope of buying a decent amount of tickets.
It's rather lame.
But I can always mooch off of my mom and get her to take it out of my allowance or something.
The main reason I haven't been to the school since the first day of my current school year is mostly because all the teachers that I had either left or won't remember me.
My fifth grade teachers all left, I think-two retired, one hasn't been there because she's been on maternity leave, and I'm not sure what happened to the other one.
And all the fourth grade teachers have left, or at least the ones I had. And third grade teachers and down probably won't remember me for several reasons: number one, I've grown about a foot since I was in the third grade, number two, I grew out my bangs, so it would be harder to recognize me because of the fact that you can actually see my forehead, and number three, those who do remember me would probably remember me without some blue in my hair and back then my hair was longer than shoulder-length.
So that's why they won't remember me.
But I'm still going because I LOVED that school.
And the fair is really fun.
And there's a lot of cool stuff.
Okay, this is really corny, but have you noticed how all the really good times you had, or a lot of them, anyway, happened in elementary school?
I mean, okay, I can't remember ALL of the good times, but proportionally, the good times from elementary school seriously outnumber the good times from middle school and high school combined.
Well, combined, so far, I haven't been in middle school/ high school as long as I was in elementary school (yet) and so that doesn't really count.
But POINT IS, THOUGH, good times happen a lot more when you're younger.
Have you noticed that? It's really weird. But cool though.
So when you're an old granny you can be like, "when I was your age, I went to that elementary school and it was amazing and that fair is on Saturday, isn't it? You should go, missie, for your own sake," or something.
I know I'm weird, okay?
Okay I'm just rambling now.
Just to make this longer.
I left elementary school with straight A's and now I'm not doing so great in most of my classes.
This is really lame.
I mean, really lame.
:P.
happy may day!!! :)
Again.
Tomorrow is my elementary school's spring fair!!!
WOOT!!!
Even though it's been years since I was in elementary school, and I haven't been actually in the school since the first day of school this current school year, I still want to go.
Only thing is, I only have two dollars.
Seriously.
There goes my hope of buying a decent amount of tickets.
It's rather lame.
But I can always mooch off of my mom and get her to take it out of my allowance or something.
The main reason I haven't been to the school since the first day of my current school year is mostly because all the teachers that I had either left or won't remember me.
My fifth grade teachers all left, I think-two retired, one hasn't been there because she's been on maternity leave, and I'm not sure what happened to the other one.
And all the fourth grade teachers have left, or at least the ones I had. And third grade teachers and down probably won't remember me for several reasons: number one, I've grown about a foot since I was in the third grade, number two, I grew out my bangs, so it would be harder to recognize me because of the fact that you can actually see my forehead, and number three, those who do remember me would probably remember me without some blue in my hair and back then my hair was longer than shoulder-length.
So that's why they won't remember me.
But I'm still going because I LOVED that school.
And the fair is really fun.
And there's a lot of cool stuff.
Okay, this is really corny, but have you noticed how all the really good times you had, or a lot of them, anyway, happened in elementary school?
I mean, okay, I can't remember ALL of the good times, but proportionally, the good times from elementary school seriously outnumber the good times from middle school and high school combined.
Well, combined, so far, I haven't been in middle school/ high school as long as I was in elementary school (yet) and so that doesn't really count.
But POINT IS, THOUGH, good times happen a lot more when you're younger.
Have you noticed that? It's really weird. But cool though.
So when you're an old granny you can be like, "when I was your age, I went to that elementary school and it was amazing and that fair is on Saturday, isn't it? You should go, missie, for your own sake," or something.
I know I'm weird, okay?
Okay I'm just rambling now.
Just to make this longer.
I left elementary school with straight A's and now I'm not doing so great in most of my classes.
This is really lame.
I mean, really lame.
:P.
happy may day!!! :)
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