A thought-provoking
Friday Five.
What do you most want to be remembered for? Being a good person, and helping other people enjoy their lives. And for my writing.
What quotation best fits your outlook on life? No clue. Randomly, "Like sands through the hourglass, these are the days of our lives."
What single achievement are you most proud of in the past year? Assimilating (as my grandfather puts it) into a new school so quickly. I feel like I belong. I have friends, I have Greg. I almost enjoy going to school just because the atmosphere is (somewhat) good.
What about the past ten years? Honing my writing skills? I'm only sixteen, so I've done a lot in the past ten years, and at the same time, I've done nothing at all, so it's hard to say.
If you were asked to give a child a single piece of advice to guide them through life, what would you say? Learn to move on. Bad things happen. Sometimes the world is a really crappy place to be in. But you can't let that get you down all the time, because no one would make it through life thinking like that. If something unfavorable happens, just accept it, and let it go.
School was closed yesterday for graduation. They only did that because they had it on a weekday, I suppose, and because all the teachers had to attend. That makes me an unofficial senior. Whoo-hoo! I've been doing a little dance all day, and singing "We're seniors, we're seniors." Much fun, except that Greg refuses to be an almost-senior until the computers say he is. Whatever.
Anyway, I totally forgot about school being closed. I had to get a physical for this leadership workshop I'm going to for a week in August, so I accidentally had my mom make the appointment for yesterday morning. It wasn't that bad, though. She forgot to tell my dad about school, so he was confused in the morning. He was like, "So, we'll go to the doctor, and then I'll drop you off at school." I just looked at him. He didn't get it. "I'll drop you off at school." "Dad, school's closed today for graduation. I thought I told you." Guess not. But it worked out. The doctor was nice, and I'm fine, except that I might be anemic. No big deal. That would explain why I get so cold all the time. I had to go to the lab to have blood drawn. It hurt, and I have tempermental veins anyway, and the lab tech was being kinda cold to me. Almost to the point of being rude. I let it go.
So, on account of school closing, Greg and I decided to make that trip to Henson Creek yesterday. I ran it by my parents, who reluctantly agreed. I just have to stay in this weekend to work on my reports. No big. And I had a good time with Greg yesterday, so I think I'll last til Monday. Whether
Greg will last is a different story. =)
Today did not feel at all like a Friday. More like a Tuesday. None of the beginning-of-the-week grumpiness, but no end-of-the-week giddiness, either. And we only had three days of classes this week, so it could not have been Friday yet. But it was. Hmm. Dr. J shaved! The few of you who don't go to school with me can't understand the shock of this event, but still. He seems so much younger, like he's a different person. I wonder if he did it because of the somewhat warmer weather. (Around 80 today, not humid. Beautiful, but sweat-inducing.)
I have this theory that people become nicer as they age. My first piano teacher was an older woman, and she was always patient with me. I practiced, so I'm sure that helped, but still. And older teachers seem to be more laid back and relaxed than younger ones. Not that I'm saying, I don't know, that Mrs. Anderson is nicer than Mr. Capati, but in a way, I am. Maybe it's part of that whole "wisdom with age" deal.
Fire drill in first period.
So predictable. To be honest, I don't know where to go if we have a fire drill during my lunch period, or any class other that first or seventh. Common sense would dictate that people in the cafeteria should go out the door right there, but knowing my admins, we'd have to go somewhere else. Six laps in gym class (I was in the lead all period!), a sad-but-slightly-funny incident in Dr. J's class, and catching up with Dr. J's homework. Not to ruin my rep as a star student and all-around goody good: I just forgot to finish that in-class homework thing we did. No big. I kind of messed around on the last few problems, but he gave me credit anyway. Yay for newly-shaven Dr. J.
My piano teacher had about six relatives over tonight. My definition of "piano lesson" has changed a lot lately. Now, it's more like "go to teacher's house and play on an acutal piano, occaisionally for an audience". My first song didn't go so well, because I shook a lot while I played. I was afraid of stumbling too much, so I used my music even though I've been working on memorizing that one, but my shaking compensated for any stumbling playing from memory might have caused. Boo. But they liked me anyway. It's so nice to hear people clapping for me, and to know they're doing it because they actually liked what they heard, and not just to be polite.
Papa John's for dinner. Yum. I may have to hit the library again tomorrow... but I should do some more writing first. Grr. This means I might have to get up and get moving in the morning. Bleh. I need sleep.
Things I have to do in the very near future: Finish my Cold War paper. Write my literary analysis paper. Study more for the SAT (next Saturday!). Take the SAT. Find a RP project. Find a mentor. Begin said RP project. Research more colleges. Get a job. Get my driver's license.
Sigh. [P.S. Just in case you are a blog-hopper and are wondering what happened to Rajni, her computer crashed. Right around her birthday, too. We miss you, girl!]
