& hearts ; = ♥

sorry, i'm still a little bit obsessed with the hearts, even though it's been like a month or w/e
i've got all kinds of junk going on at home, it's great-not

on mother's day, we cleaned the whole freaking house, and we bought her 8 Sherri's berries, and 2 different types of flowers (still living, because she likes them better that way)
and later in the day, she was yelling at people for stupid little things
on Monday, my little brother was about to take a shower, but the other 3 of us need to brush our teeth, and wash our faces (well not my older brother, 'cause he could care less, but w/e), and we had my little bro' leave the bathroom, i gently pushed him out, and before i closed the door, he did this really fake fall to the floor, and when i opened the door he was crying/. He said i 'hit his foot with the door'. YEAH RIGHT! He was nowhere near the door when i closed it, unless he freaking threw himself at the door. MY dad came up, and he was hecka ticked! He's like "you needf to apologize to him, whether you thought you huirt him or not". Yeah right, my parents do that so often, it's BS and i'm done with it. I'm done accepting their narrow-minded view of my lil' brother. He's a liar, and a really dramatic kid. My dad asked him what happened, and he said i shoved him out the door, and then slammed the door on his foot. NOT true. I've asked my parents (calmly) if i can just talk to them, and my mom won't listen, and my dad's never home-when he is, he's refuses to listen either. I think they think i'm jealous of my little brother. Jealous? i get better grades than he'll ever get, and he gets "red cards" they're like a referral, or a detention. Heck, the only detention i ever got, was for chewing gum twice in one class, and the other was 'cause my class didn't realize that they needed to shut the heck up. The class one was 6th grade, and the gum was 1/2way through the school year, this year.
I no lon ger have any respect for my parents, and i get so little sleep, that i don't have any energy (after having gymmastics, swimming, girl scouts, church, and hw) that i can't even pretend i respect them anymore. I've started talking so little at home, 'cause i always get in trouble-no matter what i say-, that i hardly stop talking at school. People have started asking me 'if i forgot to take my meds'. Yeah. It's getting that bad.

Butterfly ♥

Butterflies are so awesome! they're pretty, popular, and don't have to worry about anything, but eating. People are stressed, some are pretty, some are popular, some get pissed off at their friends... *cough*Cristine*cough*Kelsey*cough*cough*
i've a new definition for tired...
since i'm aways tired, i have days where i'm:
REALLY tired (now called "tired")
a LOT tired (now called "sleepy")
half-way tired (now called "wide-awake")


Cristine taught me how to make hearts!!!!!!!!!!!!
Yeah! ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥

Complicated

Right now I'm listening to "complicated" and "i'll try"--and they pretty much sum up how i'm feeling.
i'm tired, my dad's having trouble managing without my mom.
she's only gone til friday, but nothing goes right without her at home.
we've been eating leftover Easter-ham-on-buns for 3 days--it's 3 days 'cause i know tonight will be the same.
it's not so much the ham, it's just that i'm used to my mom making dinner and helping her out.
my carpool is screwed up, and i can't talk to my dad like i talk to my mom.
it's confusing, because i can't ask him questions and get an answer without him getting annoyed, 'cause he's on a work phone call, he's ALWAYS on an "important" work phone call
my sister's not home either, so i have the room to myself, but not having a sister to talk to is almost as hard as having my mom gone. it's ten times as hard, because they're BOTH gone, on some stupid science field trip
i'm having trouble talking to all my friends, because i'm coming back from spring break, after doing nothing all week.
i'm exhausted, and i have a throbbing headache
i'm in tech class, where people are yelling and turning on stupid cell phone ringers, some ditsy girls were in here earlier, laughing their heads off 'cause they were eating an apple with their shoes off for BTV. stupid stupid stupid!!!!
the ranting makes me feel a little better, but then i remembered i have youth group tonight, crap-loads of homework, and not sure if my dad can take me there/back or not.
i was supposed to start a pre-cheer gymnastics class yesterday, but i had too much hw, and my dad couldn't take me.
so i'm starting next week instead...
i have two brand-new projects i have to do by the 26th
i've got a million other petty problems, but those are the huge main ones

shoot, g2g to english class...hope it goes better than the rest fo week

Career Powerpoint

it's sorta cool, and REALLY easy.
but it takes some time, and everyone else is playing Marbleblast...
Whatever, back to boredom
oh yeah, i forgot, it's even more boring 'cause Laila isn't here to annoy me to death....

my ex-tech teacher

he got a haircut! usually his hair looks like a deranged smurf, but today he came in to help our new tech teacher with Sims. And he had a haircut!!!!!!! it's whiter (used to be blondish) because he cut all the blonde off...anyways, it's smurfing hilarious! I said smurf, because someone else said that, and it's awesome!

Music

Music is my life!!!
I have a zillion favorite songs, but i'll just list a few:

"Held" by Natalie Grant
"Waiting on the world to change" John Mayer
"Blessed Be" Jason Gray
"Made to Love" TobyMac
"Surprise" Jars of Clay

oh, and if you know what "Veggie Tales" are (think little kid videos) i like the silly songs, most specifically the "poor tomato" thing, in spanish
miren al pepino, no...bailas...
anyways, it's hilarious

yeah, another one 2 entries in just 1 day

okay, yeah it's sad i spend so much time blogging recently
it's because in a way i have grounded myself.
i'm doing a church mission's trip to ************ (like i'd really tell you where)
we have to do a media fast until we get back around dinner time on April 1st (we leave --not this week that we're about to have-- but late in the week after that.
the media fast doesn't allow for any TV, Movies, Internet

No non-Christian music, but i can have the telephone, and i can use my e-mail/instant messenger, just no forwards :( i can also use those things if they're for school (*sounds hopeful*) that's why i'm blogging, mostly for school

Boys

i broke up with my boyfriend last monday, the 5th. and my dad asked me yesterday if i liked "cookie boy". (apparently he assumes one boy gone, i'm gonna replace him almost instantaneously--i think it's weird, he thinks girls are just like that. oh well)(he's a friend of mine who bought a box of samoas from me--i'm a girl scout--so that's why he bought them, but w/e)
it's kinda sad really. i mention a guy's name in the house and my dad thinks i like him. just REALLY sad really, 'cause it makes me realize how little i mention my guy-friends (by name, or just by the word "he" blah blah blah...).
anyways w/e
bye peoples

So sleepy...

I'm exhausted
swim "clinic" is getting harder, i'm working twice as hard, but i'm moving sluggishly through the water.
i'm assuming it's because i've been getting even less sleep--if that's even possible...
it's saturday, but i went to sleep at 10:30, and when did i wake up? 7:30
this is beyond unfair
maybe it's the price to pay for actually trying in IB classes, geometry, Girl Scouts, swimming, church mission's trip, and soon i'll be restarting gymnastics.
only thing with gymnastics is i'll be with girls 7 and up, and that will be embarassing considering the fact that i'm so unflexible after 1 year away that it's a little scary. I mean, hello!, i can't even reach my toes anymore! oh well. i have to eat lunch, start my 3rd quarter-paperless-science-project. and my math hw. my english assignment. and continue my church-mission-trip-devotional.
hope whoever's reading this has a better weekend than me

My weird tech people-who-sit-near-me

Arushi:
plays music Laila hates (aka; Brittney Spears) oh, and she does it on purpose--it's hilarious
funny-in a crazy freaky way
spazzes out ALL THE TIME-but it's ok, "birds of a feather flock together", right?

Laila:
poser Jew (yeah, i don't know how that works, but somehow she does it)
obsessed with music that i think totally stinks
copies Arushi's ideas, political and otherwise--according to Arushi

Joy

Hola peeps. I probably ought to say "bonjour" ou "salut" pourqui je suis en la classe de francais! sorry for spelling errors, i'm tired. I haven't gotten enough sleep in over a month. I go to bed at like 10ish, but my stupid self wakes up at 7 for no good reason. So tired... ,jjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjj...oops my head hit keyboard. ow. that hurt like heck. well time for sucky school spring pictures. bye

And another one...

Yesterday I was setting up stuff, and putting it on my webpage. It took a while though, because I forgot the html code, I spelled the code wrong, and I spelled the file name wrong. it was supposed to be: (without the spaces)

E m b e d S R C = " m e d i a / . m 4 a "

but i got it wrong 3 or 4 times. It was frustrating. I wanted to just quit and walk away, but i stayed, and figured it out. So i was very proud of myself.
Just like my ex-tech teacher said I would. Then he left our school and went somewhere else. !@#$%&*!@$@#%$#^%$#^$%^$^#@^%^^%^%#%#@$@#$%@#@@^%$#$%#^$@%^$@^#^. Just kidding about the symbols, but it still stinks. Now we have his weird PE teacher friend who also knows tech-like stuff.
GRRRRRRRRRRRRR. Oh well bye peoples.

Yeah another Reflection thing

Okay peoples. I had a fun time making a song with Garage Band. it was totally awesome! it's kinda sad but w/e. You know that song in the Disney version of Anastasia? The one in the ballroom "Dancing bears, painted wings, things I almost remember...". Yeah I wanted to do that with the little piano, but it was supposed to be original, so yeah. Anyways it was cool.

First School Reflection

"In the IB design cycle-- the process of learning something is just as important as the final product. What do you think about that?"

Well hey, I understand their point. Yeah, it's important, but as to it's being more important, they're wrong. We work our butts off to try to meet their demands, and we think we've finally got it right until BOOM! we have a mediocre D on it because of the teacher's choice not to base a portion on effort. Instead it's based on:
Writing down the facts with the teacher's opinion--not ours, even if they ask for it--because we don't know what we're talking about (too young, too naive, too uneducated [to the educated bit, i say "hello? you're the teacher!"], too uncreative.

I could give you a few examples:
A test the teacher tells you they expect you to fail.
A story you've made-up from scratch, you go, you write it, and you don't do too well because "it doesn't make sense". Hello? when does fiction make sense? It doesn't, not really.

Okay, I'm done ranting for now, and I hope I didn't freak anybody out about "what is the world coming to when smart kids have trouble in school?" and stuff.

Hey peep-olays!

Yeah, it's been a little while.
I was busy.
Anyways, wanted to tell you about my pix.
Mainly, I wanted to talk about the Marie one.
I am in geometry, before my freshman year in high school. I'm also in the IB program. Oh yeah, I can tell you're jealous...but moving on, only a truly dedicated (or extremely bored) student would go to the trouble of changing it's previously garish pink/purple polka-dot pattern of before to a pretty baby-blue.
So back to the smart thing--HA! I'm smarter then you'll ever be, and you should just quit while you're ahead (unless of course you're one of my crazy IB friends reading this, in which case is either just as smart or smarter than me...)
Anyways, I'll stop ranting. Maybe you could count the number of times I used the word :"I".

Brand new to my blog

hey, i'm doing this mostly for school, so yeah.
i'm going to put in cool pix and links and stuff, but it could be a little while before it gets interesting.