I'M BACK, I'M BACK, I'M BACK!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Okay, the requisite freak-out is over. I am
so ecstatic to have my computer back. It's been
three weeks! And it's not like I was on vacation or anything, too busy to miss getting online and using a decent keyboard to type. A lot of little things have been going wrong lately, and losing the computer (and for a week, my tv!) did not help matters. But I feel better now.
So. Back to now. Yesterday, they added three or four new vending machines in school. They only hold water, but the point is, we have enough vending machines. They're in high-traffic areas, except for one: it's in the entryway of the girls' bathroom. Explain that one to me. And explain how they're going to handle the idiotic boys that wander in, claiming they just wanted some water.
Classes are okay lately. Progress reports came out Tuesday. I have a B in RP, which is only because I lost major points on my summer assignment. It's a high enough B that I don't think I'll have to worry about it. All the rest are A's, except the B in Adkins. I don't mind it. That will drop my GPA a little, but not much. I just want that A so much; I have an 88. If I can just score really high on something heavy, like this next almost-200-point test, I think I can get that A. It's so close, yet so far. Mr. Witko still gets on my nerves, and Ms. Sim is... well, Ms. Sim. She just is.
Greg and I hit a rough patch this week. It's about the closest we've ever come to fighting. We finally worked it out, though, to our mutual relief. Oh, and I realized firsthand that making up really is fun. ;)
I missed all my blog-hopping so much. Even pointless entries are endearing. It reminded me of all the things that happened in the past few weeks that I didn't get to record here like I usually would: that pregnant girl getting hit by a car, the janitor-murder thing, the game bell in the new gym... everything. The few times I saw Rajni, she seemed to have genuinely missed me. That means a lot. Thanks for the love, girl. I get the feeling that if we saw each other more often, we would click even more.
Andra, I missed you too! In fact, I was just thinking about you the other day. My mom put in the (
ridiculously expensive!) order for my senior pictures on Monday, and I got scanned proofs from Kat. I'm not sure if you've moved since the last time, so send me your snail mail address when you get a chance, and I'll send you a picture.
I was looking at Megan's yearbook (in Oxon Hill fashion, the one from last year
just came out). They had all the underclassman pictures, then some random stuff, and the seniors in their own section. All dressed up, and in color. That will be us this year. That'll be
me. Wow. I've waited for many years to be a senior, and now that I am one, I want to go back to third grade. I would gladly deal with that snob Jessica Alison Ruth, and the struggle to be more independent of my mother, in exchange for relief from all this stress.
Ooh, pretty layouts, Rajni! I know, I'm late. I blame fate, Pepco, whatever computer shop fixed my baby, and whichever saint is in charge of computers. If they picked that one yet. The only "crazy Catholics" comment that doesn't get to me is about all the saints. Yes, there's
a saint for almost everything.
Speaking of Catholics, my mom has decided that we're going back to church. Holy. Ryan is taking CCD classes at St. Ignatius, so my mom thinks we should avoid looking odd and actually
attend the church. I think she'll seem the strangest; she got
married there and doesn't even attend! It's been a long time since I've been to mass (
months). I should go to confession, which scares the bejeezus out of me. (Yay for made-up words.) The last time I broke down, praying was the only thing that brought me back up. Despite that, I find my agnosticism growing more and more.
So not mentioning that to my mom. It's just another thing on my list.
I'm almost finished with Part I of my application for the University of Maryland, College Park. I'm applying undecided. Even though that scares me, too. (I am very afraid lately.) My SAT scores are good, my GPA is good, my activities are good (I think), but not choosing a major is not good. It makes me look indecisive, which I am. But do the admissions officers need to know that? So, I'm halfway done with applying to my one school.
Friday Five: Play the Game
1. Do you watch sports? If so, which ones?
No. Sports are for people with athletic ability, of which I have none. I can barely bowl.
2. What/who are your favorite sports teams and/or favorite athletes?
I have none. I resent sports because I can't play any.
3. Are there any sports you hate?
Football. I just dislike other sports, but football is the worst. Don't get me started.
4. Have you ever been to a sports event?
Yes. I went to a basketball game with my family back in Germany, a football game at my first high school, and a volleyball game a few weeks ago.
5. Do/did you play any sports (in school or other)? How long did you play?
I wish. No, seriously. It would be cool to have
some kind of athletic talent, even just a little bit.
Lack of time sucks. Also, homestyle vanilla ice cream is a comfort food like no other.
