So today...I wish I could make up a word that describes today. It was so completely terrible and wonderful that I don't even know where to begin. I guess I could begin at the beginning, even though it doesn't get very interesting until Biology. So lets skip ahead to Biology.
My Biology teacher has an unnatural obsession with small furry animal sex. I'm not even kidding. Last unit we were studying genetics and she kept saying things like, "So you get a little boy bunny and a little girl bunny, and they have little bunny sex..." but it has extended to guinea pigs, and now parrots. Yeah, parrots. Parrot sex. Good mental image, huh? So she has an unnatural obsession with bird sex, too. She's a scary lady. But not nearly as terrifying as my Algebra teacher. More on that later.
History was pretty cool. We got way off topic and ended up talking about Turkish currency because Brianna found about $4000 in her notebook. No lie. She found a 10,000-Turkish whatever bill in her notebook and its worth about $4000 US cash. All I ever find in my notebook is eraser shavings. Definitely not as pleasant as $4000. Other than that, History was boring. We have a huge test tomorrow that is guaranteed to jump off the paper and kick my ass. Oh well, guess I'll just have to do really well on the paper thats due Friday. Does anyone believe that I finished it today? I seriously did. Be proud.
Activity period isn't worth mentioning, it was cold and we made inappropriate jokes. Whoop-de-freaking-do.
Algebra was AMAZING! Half-Baked (the teacher) got really ticked off at us and did that 'mellow yelling' thing. Seriously. You can tell that she's like furious, but she's saying it in a really ex-hippie mellow borderline psychotic voice, and she's smiling. She really reminds me of a serial killer. She did that for about two minutes, and Kayla, Eric, and I were sitting with tears streaming down our faces and the sleeves of our jackets stuffed in our mouths. Kayla and I had to put our heads down to keep ourselves from laughing out loud. Eric did laugh out loud, which made me laugh out loud a little bit, which made it all funnier. After that Half-Baked left the room for a few minutes and when she got back she was writing something with a really scary look on her face. Kayla and I think she was putting us in her burn book, like in 'Mean Girls'. Man, it would be SO cool if all the girls at Karns got in a huge fight like in that movie.
Lunch was uneventful. I sat with Eric, Shaine, and Ben because at that point Emily was still mad at me, but it was kind of fun. Boys are gross, though. I'm glad I have girlfriends at school. We went upstairs before the bell and hung out in the locker bay. Ben stole one of my stripper shoes and I almost beat him to death with the other one. He took it like a man, though. He only cried a little.
Back to Algebra. I realized that I really should have paid more attention in third grade when we were learning times tables, because factoring is a pain in the ass if you aren't good at multiplication. Cortney and I took turns poking Eric, and then we took a picture. After that I abandoned all hope of finishing my work and helped Kayla find Forks on a map. We found it and jumped up and down a little. It was awesome!
Then to gym...Fun? I was sick of Emily being mad at me so I wrote her an apology on the wall in the locker room. Instant forgiveness. If its still there tomorrow I'll take a picture. One of the other Emily's, Kelly, Lindsey and I all wore pajamas for gym. It was awesome. We've decided to make every Wednesday and Friday PJ day in Gym, 'cause we're cool like that. I wore my pajamas home, 'cause I'm supercool like that.
After school was...interesting, and that is all that will be said. I'm sure Scott has told the entire Western hemisphere by now..
Nothing particularly interesting happened when I got home. Some drama aftershock and I worked on putting together the 'New Moon' playlist. I got all but seven songs, so I consider it a success. Stephenie Meyer is awesome. Seriously. Not only is she one of the greatest writers ever, she has great taste in music.
So I suppose that's about all, just a few random blogables real quick:
~When I was on the bus today like three people asked what my name is. Weird!
~Rhiannon has taken a vow of silence. Don't really know why..
~That's all!
xo
Helen
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Wednesday, November 28, 2007
Monday, November 26, 2007
Just My Brand Of Heroin
Ah! Today was so - Blogable. Lets start at the beginning, I suppose..
Nothing happened in the beginning. There was an alarm going off at 5:30, a shower, and some leftover Algebra homework. Nothing terribly interesting. Left for school -clad in my new favorite sweater and Larua's stripper shoes- and it was raining. After making a quick comparison to the climate in Forks, Washington, I went to the bus and drove Chip crazy by singing along to my iPod.
When I got to school nothing worth mentioning happened. The bus was almost late, but I got to Biology with a few minutes to spare. Biology was a delightful surprise. My teacher lost the flash drive with our notes on it so we watched two videos. I read through both of them. The first was a generic boring film on the classification system (Kingdom, Phylum, ect.) but the second one held my attention for a few minutes.
It was about an Ebola epidemic somewhere in Africa. Like I said, it only held my attention for a few minutes. I went back to my book -'Eclipse', of course- and ended up smiling to myself as I read, and also as the narrator of the film described the horrible death endured with those who contracted the Ebola disease. I felt really bad about that for the rest of the day. I also decided that I really should only read the 'Twilight' books in the privacy of my bedroom, because, as I said before, Stephenie Meyer has a knack for making me laugh, cry, squeal, gasp, and completely forget to breathe. This would be utterly obnoxious if her characters weren't so addictive. They're just my brand of heroin. (Twilight joke, don't worry if you didn't get it.)
History was next, nothing too terribly exciting. We took notes on the spread of Islam in the 500-600's AD and concluded that Americans are Capitalist pigs. Nothing out of the ordinary. My teacher got slightly PO'd at us halfway through class because we were talking, but what did she expect? She got a group of nerds in a room with the basic structure of the Islamic faith, of course we're going to try to find loopholes to get out of Ramadan! For seriously. (Laura's phrase.) I'm not even kidding.
After History was activity period, again, nothing interesting. I walked around with Emily, Scott, Destinie, Sarah, and Veronica for a few minutes before retreating back to the classroom to read. Then I went to Algebra, and it was completely boring. For the first half of class the Crackhead went over this packet that was supposedly homework. Only thing is that it wasn't actually homework, we didn't have to turn it in and she gave us all the answers. This happens every single time I actually do my homework. So while she went over the answers I continued to read when I could, and wrote a note with Kayla (the theme was 'You Know You're Obsessed With Twilight When...' very entertaining. I'll post it sometime.) and constantly reminded Eric of his Betch status.
Halfway through Algebra we left for lunch. Same old, same old. Eric called me anorexic because I eat rice cakes, and we then concluded that if anyone's anorexic its Emily, then I got a sucker and read. Very calm. I mean, there was tons of stuff to laugh at -probably mostly Emily- but I really can't recall too much of it. Probably because I'm distracted by the book sitting downstairs that I'm almost done with.
Oh yeah, something really interesting did happen at lunch. We found, and stalked, Jacob Black. Ok, he's just a guy that Kayla and I don't know that looks just like we think Jacob Black should. We were going to take pictures, but then we remembered that we can actually be charged with stalking if we produce photographic evidence of our crime, so we settled for staring at him. He noticed, too. I don't know if that makes it more or less fun..
We got back to Algebra and did something with graphs. To be perfectly honest, I don't know what it was. Factoring, I think. That will be extremely helpful when I go to do my homework, I'm sure. I spent most of the time listening to Kayla talk about how she thinks she met a vampire at Six Flags. Not even kidding. She'll have to post that story, though, I'd probably forget the important details.
After Algebra was gym. Well, more like another reading period. I decided to forgo my gym apparel and read for the whole class. My gym teacher -who is a complete pervert, by the way- kept calling me a bookworm. I just stared at him blankly and said, "You say that like its a bad thing." When what I really wanted to say was, "Sorry to disappoint, I know you probably like them dumb. Stop looking at me you old fart." But I didn't. Sometimes I am genuinely surprised as to how I hold my tongue. I must have Cullen-like self control or something.
I saw Jon and everyone after school, and started reading again when I got on the bus. I'm truly shocked that I could do it, I usually get a monstrous headache when I read in a moving vehicle. Maybe I'm finally over that. When I got home I checked my myspace and had a snack, and quickly fled downstairs to read. I read until dinner time, then I ate and cleaned up, and now here I am.
You know that Cullen-like self control I think I have? Yeah, I have none left when it comes to this book, especially when I only have a few chapters left, so I think I'm going to have to leave you. I'll be back soon without a doubt, darlings. I'm a fast reader, and a great ranter.
xo
Helen
Nothing happened in the beginning. There was an alarm going off at 5:30, a shower, and some leftover Algebra homework. Nothing terribly interesting. Left for school -clad in my new favorite sweater and Larua's stripper shoes- and it was raining. After making a quick comparison to the climate in Forks, Washington, I went to the bus and drove Chip crazy by singing along to my iPod.
When I got to school nothing worth mentioning happened. The bus was almost late, but I got to Biology with a few minutes to spare. Biology was a delightful surprise. My teacher lost the flash drive with our notes on it so we watched two videos. I read through both of them. The first was a generic boring film on the classification system (Kingdom, Phylum, ect.) but the second one held my attention for a few minutes.
It was about an Ebola epidemic somewhere in Africa. Like I said, it only held my attention for a few minutes. I went back to my book -'Eclipse', of course- and ended up smiling to myself as I read, and also as the narrator of the film described the horrible death endured with those who contracted the Ebola disease. I felt really bad about that for the rest of the day. I also decided that I really should only read the 'Twilight' books in the privacy of my bedroom, because, as I said before, Stephenie Meyer has a knack for making me laugh, cry, squeal, gasp, and completely forget to breathe. This would be utterly obnoxious if her characters weren't so addictive. They're just my brand of heroin. (Twilight joke, don't worry if you didn't get it.)
History was next, nothing too terribly exciting. We took notes on the spread of Islam in the 500-600's AD and concluded that Americans are Capitalist pigs. Nothing out of the ordinary. My teacher got slightly PO'd at us halfway through class because we were talking, but what did she expect? She got a group of nerds in a room with the basic structure of the Islamic faith, of course we're going to try to find loopholes to get out of Ramadan! For seriously. (Laura's phrase.) I'm not even kidding.
After History was activity period, again, nothing interesting. I walked around with Emily, Scott, Destinie, Sarah, and Veronica for a few minutes before retreating back to the classroom to read. Then I went to Algebra, and it was completely boring. For the first half of class the Crackhead went over this packet that was supposedly homework. Only thing is that it wasn't actually homework, we didn't have to turn it in and she gave us all the answers. This happens every single time I actually do my homework. So while she went over the answers I continued to read when I could, and wrote a note with Kayla (the theme was 'You Know You're Obsessed With Twilight When...' very entertaining. I'll post it sometime.) and constantly reminded Eric of his Betch status.
Halfway through Algebra we left for lunch. Same old, same old. Eric called me anorexic because I eat rice cakes, and we then concluded that if anyone's anorexic its Emily, then I got a sucker and read. Very calm. I mean, there was tons of stuff to laugh at -probably mostly Emily- but I really can't recall too much of it. Probably because I'm distracted by the book sitting downstairs that I'm almost done with.
Oh yeah, something really interesting did happen at lunch. We found, and stalked, Jacob Black. Ok, he's just a guy that Kayla and I don't know that looks just like we think Jacob Black should. We were going to take pictures, but then we remembered that we can actually be charged with stalking if we produce photographic evidence of our crime, so we settled for staring at him. He noticed, too. I don't know if that makes it more or less fun..
We got back to Algebra and did something with graphs. To be perfectly honest, I don't know what it was. Factoring, I think. That will be extremely helpful when I go to do my homework, I'm sure. I spent most of the time listening to Kayla talk about how she thinks she met a vampire at Six Flags. Not even kidding. She'll have to post that story, though, I'd probably forget the important details.
After Algebra was gym. Well, more like another reading period. I decided to forgo my gym apparel and read for the whole class. My gym teacher -who is a complete pervert, by the way- kept calling me a bookworm. I just stared at him blankly and said, "You say that like its a bad thing." When what I really wanted to say was, "Sorry to disappoint, I know you probably like them dumb. Stop looking at me you old fart." But I didn't. Sometimes I am genuinely surprised as to how I hold my tongue. I must have Cullen-like self control or something.
I saw Jon and everyone after school, and started reading again when I got on the bus. I'm truly shocked that I could do it, I usually get a monstrous headache when I read in a moving vehicle. Maybe I'm finally over that. When I got home I checked my myspace and had a snack, and quickly fled downstairs to read. I read until dinner time, then I ate and cleaned up, and now here I am.
You know that Cullen-like self control I think I have? Yeah, I have none left when it comes to this book, especially when I only have a few chapters left, so I think I'm going to have to leave you. I'll be back soon without a doubt, darlings. I'm a fast reader, and a great ranter.
xo
Helen
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