Nov. 2, 2007 - Drop Dead Drag Out

The last few weeks of my life have been interesting, nothing big just little events and conversations.

My class met a professional photographer in substitution to going to Art Intro which was really awesome, I don't think I could have stayed up listening to Mr. K today; I fell asleep in American Govt.

Yesterday was interesting. I tried to reason with Mark and Cicero in homeroom, all three of us and 3 others had to present the answers to a few questions about the book we were reading for English, the problem was that no one knew who would answer which questions and the other 3 were in 2 different home rooms. I tried to tell them we should just answer all of them and compare them in class before we present. Mark couldn't take the answer that I didn't know and got upset, they seem to tend to think of me as "the smart girl" that keeps track of everything but, I can't really blame him, I didn't really just come out and say I don't know (I have that problem, I can't stand having to answer that way) I kind of talked around the fact that I wasn't in control of the information I needed, I can't remember exactly what I said but I beat around the bush until finally I hunted down two of the other people in out group and marched back up to home room, slamming the paper with the questions on to the table in front of Mark, explained what his part in the assignment was and marched back to my quite corner to read but looked up again when I heard giggling, Cicero was mimicking the whole scene but in an over dramatic way. Those two enjoy teaming up and bothering me, it's teasing but I surprisingly find it amusing, Mark (whom I've stopped disliking) can make me laugh at a joke that's on me rather then just feel stupid....that's weird... We turned in our drawing homework and critiqued them. I had to draw a helicopter which I truly didn't deserve to be burdened with; the best drawings on the wall were Mark's and Hanna's. After Drawing was Ceramics, we had a test before we could finish painting our asymmetric masks. Mine has really random colors and will probably look pretty scary after its fired and glazed. I really want to get a picture of it to put on here. I've had a lot of trouble with Elzi and Eramo (thats his name..I think) Elzi just can't get around that fact that I really don't like being around him and will continue to block him untill he changes the way he is around people, I almost feel mean at times..but then I'm not the one calling others names for no reason whatsoever except that I guess he was bored. Eramo is just discusting at times, so is Alex (not Nacho, the other one). Everyone else has been fun to be around. Halloween was a pretty crazy day with everyone in costumes.

I've got quite a load of homework for this weekend so bye and hope you like the post.

Sep. 28, 2007 - Just a Picture

Me reading a book for English, I didn't like that book untill I finished it. I must of been really into it at the time cause I don't remeber my mom taking this picture....

Sep. 28, 2007 - Friends, Foes, Classmates.

There are 20 of us that gather in the small homeroom which also serves as my Algebra 1 class.  I've been around them for 5 weeks now yet I still don't know what to think of them all...I wonder what they think of me.

Alli, Adrianna, Alex, Alex er Nacho, Albert, Bernadette, Cicero, Ebony, Elzi, Hanna, Giavanni, June, Jocelyn, Katherine, Matt, Mark, Maramo...Baramo...Deramo...IDK, Quinn, and Shibira.

The names that are in bold are the one's that I've got to know somewhat and enjoy being around, Alli and Adrianna are both great artists, June is probably the most hyper person I'll ever meet, I eat lunch with Kathy and Ebony, Nacho and Albert are funny guys, Hanna is a math genius. The other names are people that I'm not really sure about yet, Quinn and Giavanni are both quiet and I haven't really gotten a chance to speak to them yet, Alex and Maramo (whoes name I can never learn...I think thats his name...) I really haven't got to talk with them either, I 've talked to Cicero but not sure about him either I can't never tell if he's being sarcastic or not. The scratched out names are the ones that get on my nerves Elzi is the most annoying person ever. He claims that I have a crush on Mark, he says that I copy his designs (I don't and would never have to, I don't want to put his art work down but he's the one who's doing the copying which kills me.) Even worse he now insists on calling me doll face. He says I'm a boring person and look like a librarian. Mark agrees with him about the librarian but other then that loathes him. I've tried talking to Mark but he's sarcastic and anti-social, with me at least. He told me that my style is over original and that I might as well wear a skirt on my head. Whatever, Hanna told me to just ignore him and who ever else says I'm weird and thats what I'm trying to do. I need to go finish up some homework and art projects and straighten my hair tomorrow. To anyone who hasn't heard from me, I haven't forgotten you! Hopefully you'll hear from me soon.

Sep. 7, 2007 - Two Long Weeks

I can't believe I'm still standing, well not to say I haven't fallen at all in the last two weeks. I almost broke my back on the steps finishing lunch on my way to Algebra when I leaned over to far and let my heavy backpack pull me over. Thankfuly someone behind me took it before it could pull me all the way down. My right shoulder still feels sore. My locker is one the 6th floor and the elavator still doesn't work, and on the floor so if I don't get there first I have to wait for everyone else to be finished getting their supplies and talking with friends. I surprised a few today though, I'm the quiet girl and usually just stands to the side patiently but not today I wanted to get home so I (loudly) told them to move if they were done, because I need to get to my locker-which is big enough to hide a dead person in-they just gave me this weird look like "She can talk?!?" 

Anyway for my art classes theres Drawing, Design, Ceramics and Art Intro. Drawing can be nerve recking becaus you never know if the teacher will get on you or not or if your doing the right thing or not. Design is fun but my projects are dull compaird to others, I got a C and a B on the last two I did not exactly what I was aiming for. Ceramics is in the basement so I have to run down from the top floor where all the other art classes are held and try to be there on time. Rolling clay hurts my already aching arms and I'm not the most brilliant when it come to ideas, its the only class that everyone can talk to eachother so its fun. Art Intro is slightly boring and I forgot my planner today (left it in my locker) and was glared down upon, I need to get used to carrying it with me every where. My acedemic classes are challenging Algrbra, English, Spanish and American Government. I just got my scores on Algebra and they don't look as great as they should. In English I'm in the front so I have no one to hide behind, my teacher is snappy and I'm always the one to not get it and go on asking stupid questions like yesterday when she told us to do a lesson, I'm like "Right now?"  there were snickers in the back. Spanish is a fright, I have trouble keeping up and remembering everything, my teacher is very dramatic and likes to scream at anyone not paying attention. Unfortunatly I'm in the mist of those who don't so its like I'm being yelled at too. American Government is my last period and its boring so I have trouble staying awake the girl in front of me is tall and I have to sit on my legs so I can see the board over her head. I'm surounded by a group of girls that are all friends and like to talk-through me-they were talkning about a boy nearer to the front and aparnetly he heard so now he stares in their direction...my direction. It feels weird, I just shrink down behind the girl in front of me. I'm really tired, why does Friday have to come so late?

But I have to say, school is fun in a challenging sort of way. I'm glad I have the privlage of going to a highschool instead of being homeschooled, homeschooling was nice but now I think I need something to push me a little farther.

Aug. 26, 2007 - Tomorrow...

is when I start school, it feels so strange saying that. The date always seemed so safely far away- next month, in two weeks, a few days- but now its tomorrow. I suddenly feel like I'm about to throw myself off a cliff, slowly inching closer and closer to the edge....The orientation was last Wednesday, they kept telling us to get organized, get focused, and learn to work hard and mange your time because you'll be balancing two majors :Art and Academics. I have to be in my homeroom by 8:30 which is earlier then when I usually wake up. I'll have four art classes in the morning and then four academic classes in the afternoon. They say art is always messy and not to wear anything you don't want dirty, mom and I had juts gone shopping the day before, we should of thought of that before half the clothes we got I can't wear to school. I think I'll get a lot out of this school but then it also it seems like I'll have to give up a lot, they said that we'll have to sacrifice TV, video games, and computer time. I've (reluctantly) cut a site out of my time because it takes up to much of it, I have friends there so it was very hard to do, hopefully we'll be able to stay in touch.

We just got back from Kids Day at the Church Farm, it was sort of fun, it can get a little boring though if there's nothing to do but watch little kids. After service a man put on a small magic show, Joseph was scared for some strange reason, I think he was just hungry and wanted to get up and eat already, he'll put on an act to try and get his way sometimes. There was a candy scramble (I never liked those, the last i was in-this was four years ago-some one shoved me and knocked my glasses clear of my face) and a raffle for the little kids, when Joshua's number was called he just had to pick out a noisy DJ set. I wish I could write more but I need to clean the bathroom and get to bed so I'll be ready for tomorrow.

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Aug. 19, 2007 - Mad Eye Moody

Yesterday, mom and I were reorganizing the drawers, weeding out old clothes and making lists of what we needed to be ready for fall. We both were sitting on the floor while the little children ran around the room, everything was going smoothly until Joseph ran past us and scratched mom in the eye. She's been disabled since reminding me of Mad Eye Moody from the Harry Potter books with her good eye open wide and the other tightly closed and beady. I'm half expecting to see the good one to start rolling around in its socket. With the weather changing it seems some of us are coming down small ailments.

Last Thursday we all walked down to the Harbor to see an Imax movie at the Science Center for the ending of the Summer Reading program at the library. Mom had us all wear the t-shirts the library had given us, for the teens and adults they were black and about 3 sizes to big. It had been a while sense the whole family-all ten of us-had walked somewhere together, I'd almost forgot about the stares we always get. The Harbor was to colorful to notice peoples odd glances, which is one thing I like about it, there was a Ship from Brazil docked in there. A family of old order Amish walked past us and I'd bet they got more looks then us. As we waited in line we found that the movie showing was about dinosaurs in 3D, I was looking forward to see the twin's and Joseph's reactions...it wasn't to terrible, two children behind did begin screaming about as soon as it started, their mother wasn't courteous enough to take them out and made a bit of a racket herself. Other then that the movie was actually good, compared to last years dolphin documentary. We stopped at a new Chinese Restaurant on the way back were one of the twins tried to eat Wiki Stix. I have four days till orientation.

Aug. 14, 2007 - Two Weeks

Last Saturday the whole family went to Cactus Willies for my mom's family's family reunion, it went well. The trips up and back were rather uncomfortable but my parents would probably want me to spare you the details. That evening mom and dad took Lydia to an Apple store to get a Mac, there was a special for college students, (Lydia will be attending a community college in early enrollment taking English 101.) if they bought a Mac, they could get a free iPod nano. I had been asking for one for the longest time, and asked again. At first Lydia seemed a little reluctant and mom didn't seem to big on the idea either. I asked if they had gotten one as they were driving back from the store, I forget what my mom's exact words were but they pointed away from my wish. I went back to babysitting sort of disappointed. But I shouldn’t have been. As soon as they were back Lydia handed me a bag, in it was the sleek green iPod I'd been bugging for. We had some trouble figure it out, some how mom managed to download just about every audio book story she had stored on her computer for the little kids onto it before we could get a single song. Thankfully she also managed to get them off. We're still figuring it out, but it coming along well. I have two weeks till high school.

Aug. 8, 2007 - The Last Summers First Entry

With 19 days of homeschooling left I told myself to write an account of the summer's ending...just incase I didn't survive the school years beginning. So what's been happening this summer? "Not much" is always  the first thing that comes to mind which is ridiculous cause I've been pretty busy, lets see....:

My sister's surprise Sweet 16 me and my mom successfully planned even though the little kids couldn't keep quite (we should of never told them) it just goes to show that Lydia lives in her own little world oblivious of her surroundings.

Baby Sitting I'm supposed to be doing that at the moment, the boys are napping so I'm covered...for now. I've been doing a lot of that this summer, Lydia has a job and mom has her little events so I'm always the one holding the fort down as my mom says....she makes it sound like there's some sort of battle going on and my siblings are the hostages.

Getting Ready for School...yep mixed emotions. I've just finished getting all my stuff for art one of the things I needed was a box cutter 0.o they want me to bring knives to school? I still have to get my academic material, I'd love to hear from other teens going into High School, homeschooled or not.

Here's the latest event hope you enjoy- A few weeks ago I found out that Lydia and I would be going up to the Church farm to stay for a night and two days with Bro. Al and Sis. Janet. My mom arranged it, I didn't really mind but then she said we'd be going roller-skating. That smacked me in the face hard; I instantly had visions of me flat on the floor with a broken spine with a crowd of spectators. I've never roller-skated, I've never rode a bike, I've never disobeyed the rule of gravity, I don't like water unless its rain. I'm one of those city girls, a rather fragile one (not sensitive fragile). When the day to leave came I gathered my clothes nervously which is probably why I forgot my pajamas. It rained as we drove up, hard, I'm glad it did though, the rain hitting the window in the cars roof interrupted my thoughts. We got there faster then usually it seemed I thought maybe to fast. It was already dark, Sis. Janet greeted us with a smile and hugs like always, I was almost not worried about what tomorrows fate might be. We talked and had a small dinner, I wasn't very hungry. My dad left and Sis. Janet showed us to the guest room, there was a large dresser with a mirror; staring into it I looked scared. We joined Amanda their granddaughter and her brother Justin in front of the television with their friends Olivia and Lane. My sleep was broken up, maybe because I was still in my clothes. I woke up to early, before everyone else. I tried to read Lydia's manga magazine to entertain myself but it was uninteresting, just a bunch of silly love stories. I should have brought my art pad and pencils. I didn't have to wait long though. We had pancakes and bacon for breakfast, Amanda tried to persuade us to eat our pancakes with peanut butter and marshmallow whip...I didn't but maybe I'll try it some other time. After breakfast we went down to the creek to catch crayfish, I rolled my jean up and stepped in, the water was cold but not to bad...until I looked down and saw the crayfish at the same moment Olivia went to pick one up then screamed "IT PINCHED ME!!!" you can bet I jumped out pretty fast. I had to get back in because Amanda wanted all of us to walk across to the other side I tried to stay on the rocks but they were slippery. I don't know were the boys went, I'm glad they were gone though so there was no one to laugh at us, four girls holding hands, shrieking every time something brushed our feet, trying to stay up right. I almost fell in and got my bottom all soggy. I didn't catch any crayfish fish but I did find one for Olivia to catch. It was fun; even though I would never in a million years think that wading in a crayfish infested creek would be fun. After that we rode a go cart, I don't remember who was driving Amanda or Justin but I still think they went over the speed limit. I tried riding a bike for a little but still can't. We came down off the hill we were on, we we're supposed to help shuck corn but we were to busy (with the go cart) and I'm sort or glad cause it seems I'm always the one to find some sort of evil bug in the corn. Bro. Al, Amanda's dad, another one of her brothers Jordan and one of his friends had already done it, (thank God!) We went into the fellowship hall to see if they needed help with anything else, Bro. Al was creaming the shucked corn, he gave me a spoonful to try (another thing I'd never had) it was pretty good, kind of like corn pudding. They didn't need us there either so we went back to the living room to play a game. Jordan and his friend was on the computer with the sound on, whatever they were doing it was getting annoying so I was kind of glad when the game was over, we went out and played basket ball until Olivia had to go home. We watch TV until it was time to go roller-skating. I got into the back seat next to Amanda and hoped for the best. The place was dimly lit with purple carpet there were little space ships and flying saucers. I just stared at the floor nervously as we waited for another group to meet us there. When they came we went up to the desk to get skates, I was so nervous I almost told the lady at the counter the wrong size. The skates were an ugly shade of green, which is my favorite color, maybe I'll get lucky I thought. It wasn't so hard, I wasn't the only inexperienced person so that made it better. I stayed around the walls the whole time, and lucky I didn't fall once I did crash into the wall quite a few times but stayed upright. There was a boy there that kept asking me questions, I asked him if he skated often which was sort of obvious, he had brought his own skates and was zipping around the room with ease, the little show off. He asked me to come out to the middle of the floor, I guess he didn't notice how I was franticly clinging to the railing as if my life depended on it. When we got back everyone was tired, we had a small dinner and watched TV then headed off to bed. Tomorrow was Sunday and dad would pick us up after Church, I woke up to early again so I text messaged my mom about what had happened. After Sis. Janet woke up I helped with breakfast, we talked about my school and the collages I wanted to go to and careers, I mostly listened, Sis. Janet can talk a lot. But I like it that way, a lot of times I'm not sure what to say, so I prefer listening. We had breakfast after Bro. Al came back with Jordan, Lydia was still asleep. For a moment I almost felt like I was intruding, sitting there with nothing to say. After breakfast I swept the fellowship hall, and then went to get Lydia up so she could get ready for church. Sis. Janet had already so I didn't have anything to do but get dressed and wait. I didn't have to wait long, dad brought the twins with him, Sis. Sandra asked them if they had come to bring me and Lydia back home, they solemnly shook their heads no. Service wasn't long, we ate and talked, I went down to the creek with some other kids just to watch them catch crayfish I'd had enough of that yesterday. We left soon after that. I thought I would be tired when I got back home but I wasn't, my mom wanted me to tell her what happened but I could do a very good job of that verbally so I'm writing it down here. I'm looking forward to going back to the farm for Kids Day.