summmmer.
RT #1: I reiterate once again, the beach is for boys to show off their six-packs, the girls to show their tig ol bities, the old British men (no offense to my British friends) to show off in their Speedos, and so on.
Hello sunshines, hope you all are having a good summer.
I still plan it to be a rant, but hey whatdaya know, it's called a tinge of happiness.
The year ended out alright...but it just didn't seem like too exciting. It just kinda quieted off. I guess all the excitement, tension, stress, happiness, laughter, whatever came before school ended.
A LOT more people are going on vacas this summer...either that or its just the people that are close to me that are going on vacas, and since they're leaving I feel like I'm all alone in a sense.
For the first time I'm truly glad summer's here. I was kind of getting sick and tired of all this schoolwork, and AP work, and whatnot. I like lounging back whenever I have time to. And even though one of my WS friends asked me why the hell I was taking classes @ SCC, I kind of feel it was worth it because while I'm lazy and stuff, I still am kind of on my feet, which is good, I guess.
SAT class has also come and gone...and while I didn't learn all too much about the SAT that I already didn't know before, I did come out with some newfound knowledge. More on that later.
Not much has happened with me, really. Just chilling, talking with people online, going out everyone once in a while (although I've been given a lot more chances than I've taken, basically due to my ineptitude of getting out of a chair). Probably the pinnacle of this summer so far was the beach with some peeps, even though I didn't stay as long as I hoped. It's funny; I looked like such a dork with my portable TV, watching the US almost get their butts kicked by Italy in the world cup (my dad's crazy about Korea, as usual)
I'm also still kind of crazy. But more on that later...and not later on in this post haha.
The book? Haha. Haven't worked on a single page. As it stands, I'm still on homecoming (around page 20). And noone's really bothered to help on the "help" part, so yeah. Not good on that front.
The (School) Year in Review, 2005-2006
To put the year into one word is nearly impossible. But it's possible: mercurial.
I thought 7th grade was bad in terms of ups and downs. This year was probably even worse. There would be some days when I'd feel so bliss and happy, and probably some people were suspecting if I was high or drunk or something. Then there would be the days that I felt bitter contempt, outburst, and even at times rage. Bipolar? Nah. But mood-swings? Definitely.
There would be times that I'd just be screaming, and then there'd be times that I'd just be singing. Odd.
Do I have any justifications for what I did at times? Some. Yes, even tho ugh I apologized in the long run, I still think sometimes I felt I needed to, to try and at least make a purpose in something. There were times that I could handle bits of immaturity just fine, and then there were times that an iota of it could make my brains go out. What do I think of it now? I still feel like renaming IB into "immature bastards" at times.
I'm not saying I'm completely immune from what I'm saying, no, but at least I know when to stop 99% of the time. Some of these people...haha.
Then there were some people who were unfortunately caught in my crossfire; to them I do apologize because, well duh, you probably didn't deserve any of it.
But unfortunately, my overall thinking is, while there are the people that keep me sane, if they had left I'd probably be out too. No joke.
'
At any rate, it's not like this year wasn't rage and anger. It was also probably some of the best days I've had in my life. All my classes were enjoyable at least half of the year, and I probably couldn't have picked better people or teachers to be with (well except Mr. Hooker and maybe Mr. Vong, but more on that in a moment). But the classes that'll stick out for me the most are Physics, Spanish, English and AP Stat.
Physics was just crazy because I'd ask the stupidest questions, and freak out over everything, and blah blah blah. And ask even more questions. And tick Ms. Morgan off at times. And sing Bohemian Rhapsody. And who knows what. Anything crazy I could do, I almost did.
Spanish was even crazier because I just spoke my little mouth out. I forget what I said, but anyone in that class knows...haha. good moment for me was when I had to eat paper cookies...that had sharpie marks as chocolate chips, blah. That Reich always was interesting...but oh well lol.
English...all because of the teacher, duhh.
And AP Stat...well some people remember it horribly. Some people remember it so-so. I kinda have mixed feelings about that class too. It was great, being with all the seniors, and yet I don't know there was just a lot of tension in that class at times.
@ne rate, this was a mixed bag for a year, a real mixed bag. Some people need to grow up. Some people need to just think what they do. And some people are just fine to me :)
Oh, the SAT class
I forgot what I was going to say about it, but it wasn't going to be all too pretty. But most of it I've smoothed out with myself. However let's just say I have somewhat of a bigger longing of going back to WS now...I really do. I mean the only people I'd probably ever rant about are the teachers, pre-SHS/IB. Never in my life would I have imagined that I could build up such immense disdain at times for fellow people I knew.
Another thing: what's with this thing about some seminole IB people thinking we're so much better than everyone else? I mean, seriously, shut the fuck up. You can give me all the statistics you want, but they probably won't mean shit. EVERYONE has the ability to be great...except those who aren't modest or humble enough.
The Future
I don't know what the future holds. I really don't. there's a lot of uncertainty in the air, with just friends and people, and atmosphere and academics. Heck, I might actually explode for once. Just do me a favor, and don't do anything to uberly piss me off, mmk?
Hello sunshines, hope you all are having a good summer.
I still plan it to be a rant, but hey whatdaya know, it's called a tinge of happiness.
The year ended out alright...but it just didn't seem like too exciting. It just kinda quieted off. I guess all the excitement, tension, stress, happiness, laughter, whatever came before school ended.
A LOT more people are going on vacas this summer...either that or its just the people that are close to me that are going on vacas, and since they're leaving I feel like I'm all alone in a sense.
For the first time I'm truly glad summer's here. I was kind of getting sick and tired of all this schoolwork, and AP work, and whatnot. I like lounging back whenever I have time to. And even though one of my WS friends asked me why the hell I was taking classes @ SCC, I kind of feel it was worth it because while I'm lazy and stuff, I still am kind of on my feet, which is good, I guess.
SAT class has also come and gone...and while I didn't learn all too much about the SAT that I already didn't know before, I did come out with some newfound knowledge. More on that later.
Not much has happened with me, really. Just chilling, talking with people online, going out everyone once in a while (although I've been given a lot more chances than I've taken, basically due to my ineptitude of getting out of a chair). Probably the pinnacle of this summer so far was the beach with some peeps, even though I didn't stay as long as I hoped. It's funny; I looked like such a dork with my portable TV, watching the US almost get their butts kicked by Italy in the world cup (my dad's crazy about Korea, as usual)
I'm also still kind of crazy. But more on that later...and not later on in this post haha.
The book? Haha. Haven't worked on a single page. As it stands, I'm still on homecoming (around page 20). And noone's really bothered to help on the "help" part, so yeah. Not good on that front.
The (School) Year in Review, 2005-2006
To put the year into one word is nearly impossible. But it's possible: mercurial.
I thought 7th grade was bad in terms of ups and downs. This year was probably even worse. There would be some days when I'd feel so bliss and happy, and probably some people were suspecting if I was high or drunk or something. Then there would be the days that I felt bitter contempt, outburst, and even at times rage. Bipolar? Nah. But mood-swings? Definitely.
There would be times that I'd just be screaming, and then there'd be times that I'd just be singing. Odd.
Do I have any justifications for what I did at times? Some. Yes, even tho ugh I apologized in the long run, I still think sometimes I felt I needed to, to try and at least make a purpose in something. There were times that I could handle bits of immaturity just fine, and then there were times that an iota of it could make my brains go out. What do I think of it now? I still feel like renaming IB into "immature bastards" at times.
I'm not saying I'm completely immune from what I'm saying, no, but at least I know when to stop 99% of the time. Some of these people...haha.
Then there were some people who were unfortunately caught in my crossfire; to them I do apologize because, well duh, you probably didn't deserve any of it.
But unfortunately, my overall thinking is, while there are the people that keep me sane, if they had left I'd probably be out too. No joke.
'
At any rate, it's not like this year wasn't rage and anger. It was also probably some of the best days I've had in my life. All my classes were enjoyable at least half of the year, and I probably couldn't have picked better people or teachers to be with (well except Mr. Hooker and maybe Mr. Vong, but more on that in a moment). But the classes that'll stick out for me the most are Physics, Spanish, English and AP Stat.
Physics was just crazy because I'd ask the stupidest questions, and freak out over everything, and blah blah blah. And ask even more questions. And tick Ms. Morgan off at times. And sing Bohemian Rhapsody. And who knows what. Anything crazy I could do, I almost did.
Spanish was even crazier because I just spoke my little mouth out. I forget what I said, but anyone in that class knows...haha. good moment for me was when I had to eat paper cookies...that had sharpie marks as chocolate chips, blah. That Reich always was interesting...but oh well lol.
English...all because of the teacher, duhh.
And AP Stat...well some people remember it horribly. Some people remember it so-so. I kinda have mixed feelings about that class too. It was great, being with all the seniors, and yet I don't know there was just a lot of tension in that class at times.
@ne rate, this was a mixed bag for a year, a real mixed bag. Some people need to grow up. Some people need to just think what they do. And some people are just fine to me :)
Oh, the SAT class
I forgot what I was going to say about it, but it wasn't going to be all too pretty. But most of it I've smoothed out with myself. However let's just say I have somewhat of a bigger longing of going back to WS now...I really do. I mean the only people I'd probably ever rant about are the teachers, pre-SHS/IB. Never in my life would I have imagined that I could build up such immense disdain at times for fellow people I knew.
Another thing: what's with this thing about some seminole IB people thinking we're so much better than everyone else? I mean, seriously, shut the fuck up. You can give me all the statistics you want, but they probably won't mean shit. EVERYONE has the ability to be great...except those who aren't modest or humble enough.
The Future
I don't know what the future holds. I really don't. there's a lot of uncertainty in the air, with just friends and people, and atmosphere and academics. Heck, I might actually explode for once. Just do me a favor, and don't do anything to uberly piss me off, mmk?