I haven't been writing in my journal lately, and that's only going to annoy me later. Maybe I don't really read through all of the posts at a later date, but I like to skim through and find out what was happening. My memory kind of sucks. Especially my timing. I could remember doing something, but I'd totally have the date off. Or I could just not remember anything at all. Which is probably the case most of the time.
In fact, earlier today on one of my near-daily walk and talks, I was chatting about how Wells said sixteen year-olds are allowed to donate blood this year because of the lack of blood being donated. And then I stumbled as I tried to figure out how old I really am. For some reason I kept thinking I was fifteen. How bad is it that someone my age could forget exactly how old they are? It was a stupid moment, that's for sure.
Though I had another one of those in Calc today. We started this project called the Farm Project or whatever, creatively named, and it's acting as our quiz for the chapter. It involves basic geometry, pretty much. Like it tells you to go N 65 W or something from a specific bearing. And then I have to figure out the degree of all the angles of this farm property. All in all, it's not hard. Yet. But I still got one problem wrong. Why? Because I added incorrectly. I was three degrees off of this one measurement and just because I added wrong. You know how stupid I feel because of it? Bah!
Guess I'll work my way backwards.
Earlier in Econ I had a test, and it actually wasn't too bad. I mean, I understood most of what was on it. But there was one question that asked what a franchise was. And I thought "That's a good question. It sounds bad." Pretty much those exact same words, and it even repeated itself in my head. "It sounds bad." A franchise sounds bad. Oh yes. So I went through the rest of the test and came back to it, still thought it sounded bad and BSed my way through the question. I think I repeated stock about twenty times within four sentences. I still don't even know what a franchise is ... it still sounds bad. *facepalm*
Chemistry was actually not action-packed for once. I got extra credit for wearing the t-shirt that I tie-dyed on Friday. Easy points there. I used yellow and purple (surprise!) and it was exactly how I liked the colors. And then I washed it. They dulled so much ... but I realized this morning why it had done so. It's only 60% cotton. Uh, well. Dude--pay attention to what you tie-dye, non? Pff. Eh. It turned out better than anything I've ever tie-dyed before. I still like it, even though the purple is pretty much lilac. Bleck. Love the sent of lilac, don't care so much for the color.
Wells singled me out today in class, though, and just because she was looking through her class lists for next year. I have Oceanography with her next tri. Yay ...
Lunch was ... lunch. I read Dexter instead of Mistborn. *gasp*
I think Mistborn might be my new favorite series. When I was about Joe's age it was Harry Potter, but I was pretty much going along with the fad. Although, at that point, werewolves and gargoyles had always been more important than the books. A few years back it was Cirque Du Freak and the Warriors series. Middle school it was the Inheritance Cycle. Well, Mistborn's my new favorite. Better than Dexter by far (at least, the books Dexter; the TV show's still awesome), the writing is amazing. Ever heard of Brandon Sanderson? Probably not. Well, find The Final Empire now. And I so call Kelsier.
Speaking of series, I'm still watching Prison Break. I discovered today (probably for the second or third time, knowing me) that the fourth season is longer than I thought with twenty-something episodes. So I don't have to watch it slowly! I love the series so much ... the characters are so developed, the suspense is killer, Michael Scofield's still smarter than me, even if he isn't breaking out of a prison anymore. And ... ack. I love that series. Heck--I think this series's probably better than Dexter the TV show. How's that!
But Alyssa is urging me to watch Heroes. So I shall watch it. I mean, how can I not? The way she describes it, it sounds amazing. I just don't know if I could watch a totally new series and Prison Break at the same time. I have a hard enough time concentrating on a play script, a book series, Prison Break and my role plays as it is.
Speaking of my role plays, I finally got my muse back, but now no one else has theirs or they're sick. And on Fallen Apart the two active threads that I have revolve around an area I know next to nothing about, so it's going to take me forever to reply to them. And I feel so bad because Pyro and Raven are awesome. Although, on New Nation, I can't reply to Dawny's threads. I don't know why I have such a hard time replying to her. While she's insane, she's cute. And in the cbox, her and Nightcrawler are adorable together. ^^ She's kitty-like and Kurt's ... a fuzzy cute ball. Adorable!
Erm ... anyway, the play script is a product of second hour. I had an essay test in that class today. I fear I rambled with no coherent thought throughout the whole thing, but my pen looked neat on the paper. Great way to think, huh? Jeesh ... I'm turning into Dawny. If I suddenly go homicidal, that's why. XD Just kiddin'. I kinda like Remy. Not as mysterious or action-packed, but beneath his charming-ness. I guess you kind of turn into your characters after role playing them for so long. I have been role playing Gambit for almost exactly a year now. I've been on Fallen Apart for eleven months now. Wow.
Then in first hour, Forensics, I think I'm screwed. Apparently the speech was due today and I have nothing to show for it. I have a blank piece of poster board sitting on my easel waiting to get painted on. And no research done, just a topic name. We're supposed to be practicing our speeches in front of a group tomorrow. Yeah, that ain't gonna happen. Dis weekend I gonna be busy on Forensics, especially since I know I ain't gonna have no Calc or Chem homework. Oh, my grammar.
Speaking of grammar! Joe's been getting into fights with me about grammar. And he thinks he's right. Okay, one, I know more about the English language than him. Two, I'm an avid reader. He not so much. Three, I recreationally write. Yeah, I'm aware that's not a word. Four, I am feared with my red pen, and not just because of sentence structures and whatnot. I can easily point out a lot of grammar mistakes. Five, you do not ask "Can I go see the neighbors?" I sure da heck hope you can! And when I answer, "I don't know, can you?" He says, "That's why I'm asking you! Would you let me go to the neighbors?" *facedesk* You don't say "can," you say "may." I learned that in fifth grade. You don't say "would," you say "will." Would is past-tense. I swear, boy! I gonna have to drag you to Marsh and she'll slap some grammar-sense inta ya! Besides, don't argue with me about grammar unless you really know what you're talking about.
And I'm aware that these journals do not display my grammar expertise. Ha! Far from it! But when I seriously get down to writing, stuff like Zodiac Tribes and Ninja Woods, I red pen my papers enough to frustrate myself from draft to draft!
Had a snow day yesterday. ^^ I'm so random. It was pretty much expected, since this was supposed to be the "storm of the century," but it wasn't very blizzard-like, as far as I saw. We got a load of snow, sure, but there were no evil huge winds. I dunno. I got to sleep in and work on Chemistry all day. It was nice.
So I suppose that's it. Besides the fact that I can't wait for spring. This time not so that I can draw trees but so that I can run. Oh boy do I need to run. *sigh* I know it'll be painful and annoying for a little while, but I need to run. For a couple miles at least.
SONG OF THE DAY: Bear in the Basin ~ Gaelic Storm
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