Literacy test tomorrow.

But that's not important.

... It's almost April. April, May, June, vacation, grade 11. alkslhgsehehsfhldskj.

Today, I did something very idiotic.

There is something wrong with me.

Is there such thing as social anxiety that pertains to reluctance to mingle with others outside of class and also erratic behaviour when coming into close physical contact with the opposite gender?




... I feel selfish.

Half of me wants a hug, and the other half never wants to see another human being again. Or at least for a little while.

There is something wrong with me.




Can I just, like, hate everything that ever existed in the history of forever and be done with it?

Some things just never fail to cheer me up.

Ms Woo: There's this other social network I've heard about, like Facebook and Twitter...
Girl: Tumblr?
Ms Woo: Yeah, Tumblr, that's it! A lot of people are saying it's really good. Is it really?
Girl: Yeah, it is!
Dude: Ew, who uses Tumblr? Facebook is so much better!
Other Dude: Well, you can't really compare the two, right? I mean, it's like comparing an apple with a... car.
Ms Woo: xD So I'm guessing Facebook would be the car?
Other Dude: Or like... a leaf with a microwave. It just doesn't work.

(introducing biological drawings in Science)
Hazlewood: ... So if you see like a squiggle and you don't know what it is, don't just label it randomly. I'm warning you, I've done this every year and I know exactly what's supposed to be labeled in your drawing, so if you fuck up— (dead silence before realisation hits and he covers his mouth) Oh.
(cue class bursting out into hysterical laughter)

Blurb of the day.

"What'd it say just now? Something airlines?"
"'Asiana Airlines'. Like, Asia with N-A at the end. Asia with sodium at the end."

There is something wrong with me.

Blurb of the day.

Who knew playing a video game would be so much work.

There's a part of me who wants Sunshine Islands to be like the old days, where mining was easy money and you just watered crops once a day and forgot about it.

Not like where you have to keep track of all the numbers in a Word document and plan out your crops carefully every week in advance and try to maximize your profits.

... But then again, the old days didn't have Vaughn.

/shot

In other news, I have a Science test tomorrow.

I was studying just now.

Honestly.

Legit.

Don't hit me again, Shandershon.

D:

Record.

Today, I ate a packet of instant noodles, a fried egg, a wrap, four bowls of rice, a large plate of ribs, half a plate of beans, a bowl of fruit, and four containers of yoghurt.

Over two meals. Breakfast and dinner. (And dessert.)

In other news, I have a civics journal thing due tomorrow. I'm not even done half. I should not be on here right now typing up a blog entry.

I seem to be part of a big screwed up family right now. Shander's my sister, Dana's our mommy, Peter N is our step-dad via Dana, Matthew may or may not be our biological dad also via Dana (LOL), Kyle is my granddad also via Dana, Jacob's my hubby, Brenda-this-girl-I-met-today is apparently my daughter now, Lauckerface is my brother, Nalini is my... half-mommy-or-something-or-other via Lauckerface, Richerface is also my brother, which makes Joannerface my... sister-in-law? Something?

... wot.

I have a Science test on Monday. I have an Anthro test on Thursday. I have ISP stuff due on Wednesday. I still have to finish Civics. I have not started on anything.

This is a good recipe for disaster y/y

No contest by this point.

Our science class is the best.

Hazlewood: (while explaining neutralization) So then, if you, say, eat something that's too sour, it's probably too acidic. In which case you can add a base to neutralize it—
Daniel: Like soap!
Hazlewood: Oh yes, of course. Just dump a whole bunch of soap in your food, right? Genius.

Hazlewood: ... on the other hand, if you dump that same amount of potassium in the lake in a powder form, it'll explode before it even hits the water.
Me: (aside to Shandershon) ... I just got a mental image of someone chucking a banana into a lake. And the banana exploding. There is something wrong with me.

Hazlewood: (yelling over the class) OKAY EVERYONE TIME TO CLEAN UP!
Me: (standing right in front of him) ... o.x;
Hazlewood: Sorry Rachel.
Me: And again with teachers yelling in my ear. |D;
Alex: Is your ear gone? :O
Me: ... what. o.o
Chadwick: Mr Hazlewood, look what you did! You blew Rachel's ear off! You're so cruel!
Shandershon: Oi, she's not George Weasley!
Hazlewood: What are you talking about, her ears seem perfectly intact.
Me: I am so confused.

Taking a break.

From my increasingly incessant ranting about school and work.

I have milk and cookies in front of me right now. I'm one of those people who don't like eating/drinking certain things in combination with others, which is why I never drink milk in the morning when I'm eating, say, scrambled eggs for breakfast. It's kind of disgusting. (Juice, however, is happily welcomed.)

On the downside, the milk is cold and it's making me cold. Yesterday I binged on spicy food at the restaurant and now I'm drinking cold milk that came straight out of the fridge and I think I'm really going to regret this when I get a massive stomachache later.

IT'S GONNA TAKE A LOT TO DRAG ME AWAYYYYY FROM YOUUUUU

I think I got most of the choreography down. :D

Yesterday, Jacob and I discovered that BBCode works in MSN. Meaning now I can litter my MSN messages with italics and strikethroughs and all that pretty stuff without manually changing the font and ahmgggg ♥ (For the record, I flipped my shit out at this discovery with massive amounts of keyboard smashing. :D)

... Okay, I really am starting to get a stomachache. I should go put some socks on.

A day of unproductivity.

It is currently 8:32PM. I left the house at approximately 8:30AM this morning. I only got home about twenty minutes ago. I got nothing done today. Additionally, I got Japanese homework that is apparently being marked.

I mean, who knew you'd actually have to do work in that class, anyway?

Also, screwed for Science lab report. I actually have no idea what to write. HAZLEWOOD PLEASE LIKE MY BS KTHX

At least Ms Woo doesn't do homework checks. I don't think. I should do it anyway, or I'll be screwed once the test rolls around. ._______.

Oh yeah, ISP. And History test. And Civics journal response. KRYL PLEASE LIKE MY BS KTHX

Don't you just love it when you get work in all five courses you're taking?

At least I got to eat at a nice restaurant today.

Regarding teachers.

Today, I discovered that Ms Woo is a huge Mario fan. Apparently, someone cut in front of her while driving today—twice, in the span of about two minutes—and she was so pissed that she "wanted to throw a turtle shell at them. A red one, because those are the ones that chase you around. Or a banana peel." This segued into a (clearly very productive) class discussion about Mario, and she commented that "I kind of want to play now... I think I'll do that tonight. You know, just pull out my Nintendo DS, have a bit of fun." She also got defensive when she saw our clear amusement about this revelation, and she insisted that "just because I'm a teacher doesn't mean I can't enjoy video games! I can even bring my DS to school to prove it. I bet I can beat you in MarioKart. >D"

We did a lab in Science today. At the end of the period, I was rushing because I needed to get to Anthro and almost ran out of the room still wearing my safety goggles. Yeah, I'm slick. In the end, I basically had to run halfway across the room three times to fetch paper towels and clean equipment and give my textbook to Shander and pack my bag and replace the goggles and blahhh. Hazlewood was watching the whole thing and was deeply amused. ("You going to go to your next class with your safety goggles on?" "... RIGHT. Thought I was forgetting something. o.o" "|D That'd be hilarious though." "Thank you for your valuable commentary.") Coupled with my nigh inability to open simple things such as film canisters and oven doors, as well as my immaturity and hyperactivity in general, which nearly led to accidentally spilling six-molar hydrochloric acid all over Shandershon's hand (among other things) the last time we did a lab, I think it's safe to guess that he thinks I'm an idiot now.

Kryl seems to stare at me a lot when she gives lectures at the front of the room. At least, when I'm paying attention. Of course I don't do Science homework in Civics, what are you talking about.

... Now that I think about it, I don't know why Ms Woo is the only teacher to whom I refer with a title. (When not talking directly to them of course; bit rude to call teachers solely by their surname to their face. Even Delbi gets "Mr Delbi".) Maybe it's the slight similarity to Ms Wong. Although less so than Ms Wang, I'm sure. |D

Personally, I'm still not used to calling teachers simply by "sir" or "miss" unless it's a supply, and I don't think I ever will. On the other hand, the eleveners that surround me in Anthro all call Ms Woo "miss", so this may or may not rub off on me in the near future (in that class at least).

Regarding yesterday.

You've probably noticed that occasionally I have this random compulsion to post ambiguous thoughts on my blog even though the purpose of this thing is kind of to share my thoughts with the world. Which is kind of what I'm doing, except that nobody seems to get it.

And that's fine. I'd prefer to keep it that way, actually, since the thing I was referencing yesterday is... well, it isn't exactly something I should blab all over the place, to say the least. It has an alarmingly high potential for controversy and landing certain parties in deep, deep shit.

In short, forget I said anything. I'm going to look back on that post during my obligatory reminiscing time in two years when I graduate, and two reactions are possible: "Wow, I remember that... glad that drama is over." Or, on the other hand: "... fuck, I remember that. Why was I such a delusional freak again?"

I'm kind of hoping for the former, but...



In other news, my average in Anthro is currently 96%. I did surprisingly well on my essay, apart from my apparent failure of an introduction that lost me the only two marks I got docked out of 25. This makes me happy and also a bit annoyed at the same time. That possible 100% was right there, for Giratina's sake.

On the not-so-bright side, we had a Science quiz today and, alarmingly, I couldn't figure out the last redox question. After an enlightening conversation with Tanya after choir today (she also has Hazlewood, fifth period), I realised what I did wrong and it is like the most obvious solution on the planet I cannot believe I missed it and much wallbanging and raging ensued. I may or may not have scared Jacob with said raging, but yeah.

ALSDJFALSDJFLAJSDLFAF I just failed a quarter of the quiz because I was an idiot. ;-; Although, admittedly, it's better than thinking two times two equals two. If I somehow manage to top that one, I'm going to laugh. And then throw something. Very violently.

People are getting sick left and right. I feel like I'm getting sick myself, but knowing me and my annoyingly good immune system, the worst I'm probably going to get is a headache and being cold and some threats of throwing up during the school day. (This is endlessly irritating, particularly since in Anthro and Science in particular, you actually have to pay attention in class. Fffffff.)