Here's something for everyone to celebrate the new year.

This was supposed to be a layout, then I realized I didn't much like the blend, so I changed it to a new years graphic. Heh.

(Happy New Year!)

Anyway, not much to say, except that school will be starting soon, so I am scrambling to get a few things done and then I will go back to being overworked. Yay.

Right now I have to:
1) Write my stuff for Octazine.
2) Finish HOLIDAY CARDS.
3) Check for any leftover homework.
4) Make it to Disk 2 of Star Ocean 3.
5) Try the writer's challenge for DMB.

I have an idea for the story, but I have a feeling it'll end up too long. Since the theme is new beginnings... hmm...

Well, everyone relax for the weekend, and go back to your post-break lives. :D

I got my finals back.
Geography: 95
Bio: 93
English: 100
Math: 92
My spanish teacher got into a car accident so I don't have those results yet. I'm pretty mad about the math final. I mixed up the logs with exponential functions and did the wrong domain/ranges and got four points off. STUPID.

I also got my PSAT score. 215. Well, not terrible, but considering everyone around me is getting in the 230s (ok 2-3 people, but friend people) it doesn't do much good for me and my parents' err- lack of reprimanding me.

I really hate school. Just going back for TWO DAYS makes me want to tear my eyes out and stick them up the ass of someone I hate (or have someone do it for me). Now I'm trying to pick up my grades (who knows when my teacher will get back and how vengeful she'll be... I need to study spanish, still).

Starting tomorrow, I'll have no more orchestra. And I missed the mock trial meeting. *puke* I can't even believe I had TIME to mess around with photoshop a few days ago. I'm thinking about what SAT II's to take. Math, Literature, Bio and/or Chem, US History and Spanish, maybe? I don't know.

I'm going to start policy and some L-D stuff tomorrow. First speech/debate stuff in about.. 3-4 months? Hah.

Your Writing Style is: Character Intensive
You have determined that characters are the most
important element in your story-telling. You
make sure that every line and action is loyal
to what you have envisioned for them and will
deviate only if it is reflected in the plot
development. Although characters are what make
a story relatable to a reader be sure to make
certain that your story has a point otherwise
the most interesting characters in the world
might not be able to save you from tedium.


What is your Harry Potter fanfiction writing style?
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In short, this is the tabulas of Yue and the inconsequential details of her life as told through a warped, agitated, and stressed perspective of unrelenting shouts and mumbles.

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This journal goes to friends-only at times, so if you'd like me to add you.. you know the usual drill.

I feel like there's nothing much to say. It would be more efficient to list what's been going on, in case anyone cares.

Math contest last Saturday was alright. I got 2nd place in Algebra II. Finally shut up those arrogant people in my grade who constantly compete with EACH OTHER and ended up being beaten by ME.

Got PLAN results back. Estimated ACT score of 32-34, although this pisses me off because I got 0 wrong in English, 1 wrong in Reading, 1 in science, and EIGHT in math. *points to above* How did this happen...?

Apparently I should either be a doctor or work in the arts from that PLAN aptitude test. Ok, that was basically the two professions I couldn't decide on anyway, nothing new.

I finally wrote something again. But it's a sonnet for English. I have to finish that project soon.

I noticed that I actually like reading my old entries at waterga. I should probably blog there more often because the wordpress interface makes me feel thoughtful

I'm feeling fine with my lack of love life now. I think it got to the point where I realized that the larger scheme of things was way over my head and I just ended up feeling really insignificant.

Thank you so much Mikki for helping with figure out my tabulas problems. T_T

I signed up for BlogExplosion.

Hrmm... let's see how this goes.

Ah, after a terribly shitty week... I... don't know.

I think I feel a little bit better after talking to a few people today. I realized that I was inadvertently becoming like those loathed people who complain about their relative problems that no one needs to know about or care about.

Yeah, I got grades that I am not happy with, although many others wouldn't think so. I think it's just a few things that are just killing me right now and I'm striving to feel a little more relaxed.

Another MAO tournament. 4th place in Algebra II in individual, 2nd place in Math Bowl. Listen to me... hah. What a nerd.

I feel like I need to be doing something more productive. My grades kinda got off to a bad start this semester. Eugh...

Really not much to say, except.. do you shake your orange juice before you drink it?

Isn't it strange when the entertainers and people who recieve special lifetime achievement awards start to become the people you are more familiar with? The joys of teenage aging.

I made an A in Spanish.

Spanish.

Which means I have one B for the semester (argh...) and the rest A's.

I CANNOT BELIEVE THIS.

First quarter I had a C in that class. My first C (and hopefully last). And after that, the only A I got in that class besides for doing homework was on ONE lab.

And then I made an A on the final.

AND THEN I HAD AN A!!!

Gah, my face when looking at my report card consisted of the bottom half thunking to the floor with silent amazement. When I think about this.. . damn...

Anyway, I made it for the Literary Rally for Algebra II, so I don't really know... where to start. It's a competition where the top two scorers from each school go to regionals, and then state. W00t.

This post on DMB has gotten me incredibly angry. I'm not going to post something there... I don't think, because I don't want it to seem like I'm attacking anyone.

And I don't have anything against Alisa, I don't. She doesn't seem like a homocidal idiot, a clueless shrimp, or anything else outrageously bimbotic at all.

But seriously.

How does it make it better to not put Hitler's name as one of the 'directories'? YES HITLER IS SO MUCH WORSE THAN ALL OTHER GENOCIDAL DICTATORS.

I am so fucking sick of this. Yes, the Holocaust= bad. But there are other bad things, WORSE things, that do not need to be on DIRECTORY because you think it's funny, and suddenly HITLER makes it terrible, but everything else is fine?!

Do you see my point?!

It's so aggravating that Hitler makes everyone bow their heads in shame, but the other dictators and murderers can be mocked and laughed at all the time.

Murder is murder. Just because western culture views the holocaust in a very important way doesn't make it ok to glorify other dictators and rush to kill anyone who does the same for Hitler.

There are many bad things in the world. Don't make some kind of solemn oath that your'e not going to make a directory with Hitler's name on it JUST BECAUSE you think it's 'not right' but everything else is.

Because it's not. And if you're going to do it, go all out and put every fucking dictator and murderer's name on those directories. Just omitting Hitler doesn't make you a better person, it just makes you a conformist coward who thinks you're doing something 'good' when you're being just as bad as Prince Harry, except worse, because the dead body quota of Hitler probably doesn't match all the ones of the dictators on those directories combined..

It's getting harder and harder to find somewhere... exclusive? To blog. I think.

Taryn made me a new lj layout. That's almost the only safe haven I have, now. Besides this, a little.

I updated my radioblog. Nothing much... lately I've been blogging more at xanga. Something about the structure makes it more free to... update sporatically with no consequence. I don't want to clog up everyone's friends pages with this random junk that's coming to my mind.

The truth is I've fallen into a weird funk lately. It's all hazy and stupid and I hate it. I don't feel compelled to do anything of worth. I wrote a story for the school literary magazine but it was too long and I had to cut it down and then it was so shitty as a cut piece.

I don't think I'll get in. But... I don't really get into much, now do I.

It just feels... shitty. That's about it, I suppose. It's nowhere near as bad as when I first moved here or anything, but it makes me paranoid and strangely crestfallen.

Still waiting for the spark. Minding the slight cold, walking around town in spring, going back and doing some debate work. Sometimes when I'm walking around outside this school I think of it and I wonder where all that went.

There's no sense of family. And where there is a sense of closeness... it's just fragmented by arrogance and ignorance.

No excitement anywhere. Say that life gets better after school ends. But does it? Life won't get better if I don't get into the 'right' school. And after that... if I'm so frustrated by the naive happiness of others at this point, how disparaging will it be to think of my peers as full-grown adults with the mindsets of sheep?