Showing posts with label school. Show all posts
Showing posts with label school. Show all posts

Wednesday, December 2, 2009

Divorce Project due Fri., 120409

Back-story:

Jane and John got divorced. John’s a drunk but Jane’s medical history shows that she gave out some signs of mental depression. Jane’s got a good paying job with an income of about 100,000$ a year, but John’s from an good family with good money/a trust-fund baby, and he has his three kids’ trust-funds already set up, he works as a free-lance writer. John has a steady girl friend but Jane trade boyfriends like all the time which is not good for the kid’s sakes. They have three kids, Jacob, Job, and Jacky. Jacob is 13, Job is 10 and Jacky is 5.

 

Marrion’s client:

  • John Austen
  • male
  • middle-aged
  • drunk and smoker
  • has a girlfriend
  • adultery
  • comes from money
  • trust-fund
  • history of beating Jacob
  • bad temper
  • is the “mother” of the house going to school plays, soccer games, etc.

 

Kathy’s client:

  • Jane Austen
  • female
  • middle-aged
  • depressed
  • good paying job
  • different boyfriends different days
  • never home cause of work/boyfriends
  • blames John for everything
  • doesn’t even know Job’s grades
  • don’t go to PTAs

*(KATHY YU! you can add more to your client's "characteristics" and I may add more to mine!)

Sunday, November 22, 2009

Questions:

For Abigail Adams:
-Why do you think women deserves these rights that men have?
-How do you say women have proven themselves for equality?
-Are you questioning the authority of men?
-What if you ruin the bondage between female and male just because you're questioning the equality, will you quit bugging your husband about "female justice"?
-Is this all for your own personal benefit, because you're a woman?

For Benjamin Banneker:
-If you weren't African American, would you of have fought for the release of slaves?
-Do you have anything against [Thomas] Jefferson?

For Thomas Hobbes:
-Why don't you trust the people to rule themselves?
-Can you give me an example of how they've lost your trust?
-Since your philosophy is that all human are immoral, how do you explain the good people in the world?
-Do you count yourself as one of us "wicked" creatures; since you show the same physical attributes that most human has?

For Louis XIV:
-How did God tell you you can rule this place?
-What is your point of building the Versailles; because if I was in a politician's shoes, I'd be a bit doubtful.
-Would you ever even consider letting the people decide just one law? Why?
-If you don't mind; what led to the French Revolution, and were you scared in anyway that your people are going against you and your reign?

For William Laud:
-Why doesn't your church give people freedom?
-Do you know that your church is the reason for the pilgrim's leaving?
-You have a God, right? God created all us equal; why do you think that only one can rule the people if all the people shall be treated equal?
-God did not punish Adam and Eve harshly, why do you punish the people who want to be free like you're greater than God?

For John Locke:


For Baron de Montesquieu:


For Mary Wollstonecraft:
-Why do you think that women are starting to try to get their equal rights?
-Does this have soemthing to do with women's egos?

Friday, November 13, 2009

Holla !

I'm with amorelleeyyyboo, while she completely ignores me w/anna. And anna's battery is low. Cause she has an iPHOONNE. What?! :) ahah/. Im at journalism, and this stupid bitch just did some things to the yearbook. Im gonna murderrr him. I mean, come on now! he's so immature. Okay, later when Im at home. Scared knox'll catch me.

Monday, October 19, 2009

PROJECT for JFK.

PROJECT; my gmail's not working, so can't send to kathy. have to post,


here it is beeyotch ;)

John F. Kennedy was born on Tuesday, May 29, 1917 at 3 PM in Brookline, Massachusetts. He died on Sunday, November 22, 1963 at 12:30 PM in Dallas, Texas. John F. Kennedy grew up in a wealthy family. He was the second son of Joseph Patrick Kennedy Sr. and Rose Elizabeth Fitzgerald Kennedy. His siblings were Joseph Patrick Kennedy Jr., Rosemary Kennedy, Kathleen Agnes Kennedy-Cavendish, Eunice Mary Kennedy-Shriver, Patricia Helen Kennedy-Lawford, Robert Francis Kennedy, Jean Ann Kennedy-Smith, and Edward Moore Kennedy.

He lived in Brookline for the first 10 years of his life. He attended Edward Devotion School for kindergarten thru third grade, Noble & Greenough (Dexter School) for third and fourth grade. He also attended Riverdale Country School for fifth thru 7th grade. Then in 8th grade he was sent to a Roman Catholic boarding school, Canterbury School in New Milford, Connecticut. For high school (9th-12th grade) he went to the Choate School with his older brother, Joe Jr., who was two years ahead of him.

He was a member of Scout Troop 2 at Broknxville from 1929-1931. He spent summers at Hyannisport, Massachusetts and other holidays at a winter home in Palm Beach, Florida.

He was a sickly boy. In his eighth grade year in Canterbury, he had to stop because he found out he had appendicitis on April 1931. For his junior year in Choate he had to stop because he had colitis and was hospitalized most of June 1934 at the Mayo Clinic in Minnesota. He was again hospitalized for 2 months because his doctors thought he had leukemia (cancer of the blood) at the beginning of 1936.

He studied at Harvard, stayed at the Winthrop House, and majored in Political Science. He graduated cum laude from Harvard with a degree in international affairs.

John F. Kennedy was in the U.S. Army during World War II. When the boat was hit by the Japanese, he and his crew were thrown in the water. John F. Kennedy was able to save himself and one crew member for four hours.

Kennedy was a journalist before running for House of Representative. He won and he was re-elected twice. He was an independent thinker and he didn’t always follow the rules.

At his inauguration in 1961, Kennedy pushed his fellow Americans to “Ask not what your country can do for you — ask what you can do for your country.” Because of that, he established the Peace Corps to promote cultural understanding and to provide support to developing countries. During his presidency, the White House became the cultural center of the nation with the first couple hosting artists, musicians and writers.

Additionally, John & Jacqueline Kennedy’s young children because the main attraction of the White House; they brought a lot of media attention. The Kennedy administration addressed civil rights violence by sending troops to both the University of Mississippi and the University of Alabama to restore order and to stop the cultural difference of the schools. Kennedy’s brother Robert served by his side during this period as U.S. Attorney General.

Kennedy’s administration made space a national priority by setting the goal of having man land on the moon before 1970. During JFK’s presidency, Alan Shepard piloted the first manual space flight in 1961, and John Glenn became the first American to orbit the Earth the following year.

Early in his presidency, Kennedy attempted to overthrow the communist Castro government in Cuba by sponsoring the failed Bay of Pigs invasion. Later, in the most defining moment of his presidency, the world came to the brink of nuclear war during the Cuban Missile Crisis. Although the crisis was ended with the Soviets withdrawing their nuclear arms, the U.S. started an blockage on Cuba as punishment.

Kennedy talked about the growing Soviet threat in East Germany by planning good military posts in Germany and other places. In response, Soviet Premier Nikita Khrushchev constructed the Berlin Wall to stop the flood of East Germans into West Germany. Kennedy sent U.S. military advisors to South Vietnam in response the corruption in Vietnam, their unequal ness, and the mounting successes by the Viet Cong guerrillas. When the South Vietnamese government was toppled in a violent military coup, Kennedy’s administration quickly recognized the new government.

As his last major actions as president, Kennedy called for the biggest income tax cut in U.S. history in an effort to strengthen the economy and sent the most -reaching civil rights bill to Congress in 1963.

During Jackie’s senior year at George Washington University, one of Jackie’s friends invited her to a dinner party one night. At this party, Jackie was introduced to a congressman from Massachusetts, John Fitzgerald Kennedy. Jackie was not impressed by Jack, as he was called, but by the next April, Jackie and Jack began dating regularly. In May of 1953, when Jackie was in London covering the coronation of Queen Elizabeth (Jackie Bouvier was an inquiring photographer for the New York Times Herald), Jack proposed to Jackie over the phone. She immediately agreed.

On September 12th, 1953, John and Jackie were married at St. Mary’s Church in Newport. Jack Bouvier had planned to give Jackie away, but when he checked into the Viking Hotel, he began drinking. Jackie refused to even let her father attend the wedding. Instead, Hugh Auchincloss gave Jackie away. Jack and Jackie’s wedding reception was held at her stepfather’s house, called Hammersmith Farm. They then left for their honeymoon in Acapulco, Mexico.

After their honeymoon, Jack and Jackie found an estate in McLean, Virginia, and Jackie began to decorate their new home. They both wanted kids, and they even set aside part of their home as a nursery, but Jackie’s first pregnancy ended in a miscarriage. Some other problems had also started. After their marriage, they began to realize their differences. Jackie was a very private person, whereas Jack loved to be in the limelight. When Jack took Jackie to parties, Jack would leave Jackie and talk to everyone at the party. Jackie was much quieter, and quite often, she answered questions with just her smile.

Another problem was the hectic lives they led. In November of 1952, Jack had become the Massachusetts senator, and he was quite busy with all his senator duties. Talking about the early years of their marriage, Jackie said, "…we were like gypsies living in and out of a suitcase. It was turbulent. Jack made speeches all over the country and was never home more than two nights at a time." "…I was alone almost every weekend. It was all wrong. Politics was sort of my enemy, and we had no homelife whatsoever."

A larger problem had grown, however, and that problem was Jack’s back. He had injured it playing football in college, and again in World War II. His back pain had greatly increased, and on October eleventh, 1954, Jack entered Cornell University Medical Center in New York to take some tests. Jack’s doctors wanted to find the reason for his chronic back pain, so they decided that he needed to have a spinal operation. He had the operation on October 21, but an infection set in and he went into a coma. However, after a few weeks, Jack came out of the coma. He went home for the holidays, but then the infection flared again and he needed a second operation. The second operation was a success, and Jack decided to write a book while he was in the hospital. Jackie spent every day with Jack and brought him books and other things for his research. She also helped him out by taking dictation and typing his book. The book, called Profiles in Courage, went to the top-seller list and it won the Pulitzer Prize for biography in 1956.

Jackie was pregnant again, but their second baby, in 1956, was a stillborn baby. This was a great disappointment to them both. Another disappointment came on August 3, 1957. Jackie’s father, Jack Bouvier, went into a coma. Jackie and Jack flew in to be with him, but he had died an hour before they arrived. He died from cancer of the liver. Jackie planned her father’s funeral at St. Patrick’s Cathedral. She said, "I want everything to look like a summer garden."

Jack and Jackie sold their large McLean estate and rented a typical townhouse in Georgetown from January to May 1957. Then they bought a redbrick, federal-style townhouse. On November twenty-seventh, 1957, there came an addition to the Kennedy family. Jackie gave birth to Caroline Bouvier Kennedy at New York’s Lying-In Hospital. Now, with Caroline, Jack and Jackie’s marriage greatly improved, and they felt that they couldn’t be happier. Jackie wished her father could have lived to see Caroline, his first grandchild. She knew he would have been so happy to see Caroline.

During 1959 and part of 1960, Jackie accompanied her husband on trips to New Hampshire, West Virginia, Wisconsin, California, Oregon, Ohio, Rhode Island, and New Jersey. Jackie began to really enjoy campaigning. Once, during the presidential primaries, Jackie was in a supermarket and she picked up a microphone and said, "Just keep on with your shopping while I tell you about my husband, John F. Kennedy." She told them all about his career in the Navy and the congress, and ended by saying, "Please vote for him."

All of Jack and Jackie’s hard work paid off in November when Jack won the election. Three weeks later, on November twentieth, 1960, Jackie gave birth to John Fitzgerald Kennedy Jr. Jackie was very glad that the campaign was over, and decided to make only the appearances that were absolutely necessary. Jackie said, "The official side of my life takes me away from my children a good deal. If I were to add political duties I would have practically no time with the children, and they’re my first responsibility." It was very challenging for Jackie to raise her children amidst all the publicity they were getting, and Jackie just wanted Caroline and John Jr. to live a normal life. Jackie felt as if she had been "turned into a piece of public property", and she did not want her children to experience that.

On January twentieth, 1960, a freezing cold and snowy day in Washington, D.C., John F. Kennedy became the 35th President of the United States. When Jack became the president, Jackie, thirty-one years old, became the First Lady. She was the third youngest First Lady ever. The two preceding First Ladies were more reserved and grandmotherly, whereas Jackie was young and vivacious. Jackie knew she could never be like them, and she didn’t want to be either.

When Jackie was pregnant again in 1963, she only appeared in public twice, and the rest of the time she spent relaxing on Squaw Island. Weeks before the baby was due, on August 7, 1963, she gave birth to a baby boy, whom they named Patrick. Patrick seemed to be completely normal and healthy, but young Patrick had an infection and he died two days later. This was Jackie’s third child that had died, and she and Jack were heartbroken.

They were married for 10 years until Jack Kennedy’s assassination.

John F. Kennedy was the 35th president. He was assassinated on Friday, November 22, 1963 in Dallas, Texas at 12:30 PM. In November of 1963, Jack decided to make a trip to Texas to change some minds about racism and civil rights. He asked Jackie if she would like to help him in his cause, and she accepted. Jackie and her husband sat in the back of an open car, as they drove through the streets of Dallas, happily waving to the people crowded on the streets.

Suddenly there was a sharp crack, and Jackie turned to face her husband, who was beginning to slump forward, his hand at his throat. Then there was another gunshot, and the back of Jack’s head was torn away by a bullet. "My God, what are they doing?" Jackie screamed. "My God, they’ve killed Jack; they’ve killed my husband… Jack, Jack!" (They rushed to the nearest hospital, and the doctors tried frantically to save Jack, but the situation was hopeless. JFK had died.) Kennedy was shot by a sniper from Lee Harvey Oswald.

The America publics were witnesses of this situation. Lee Harvey Oswald got murdered two days after he murdered Kennedy. The HSCA resulted that the\re were at least four shots. The first shot was shot through his back and out his throat. The same bullet also hit the governor through his back. The final shot was shot at Kennedy’s head. It made a first-size hole in his head, covering everything abound him in blood and brain tissue. He was rushed to the hospital, but the doctors told them when they arrived he had no chance of surviving because of the head shot. His doctor signed his death certificate.

The vice president Johnson became the president after Kennedy’s death.

On November 25, which was Kennedy’s son’s birthday, his funeral took place. Over 90 representatives from different countries attended his funeral. . The caisson at the front of the funeral procession was followed by a rider less black horse with its stirrups hanging backward from the saddle. The service was at St. Matthew’s Cathedral, and Jack was buried at Arlington National Cemetery. At the burial, fifty fighter jets flew in formation overhead, and Jackie lit the eternal flame which would forever burn in honor of the President. Then, after a twenty-one-gun salute, the taps were played by a lone bugle, and the American flag was folded and given to Jackie. J.F.K. was lowered into the ground.

During the time the FBI and other groups questioned Lee Harvey Oswald for 12 hours, but barely got anything out of him. After a 10 month investigation, a book got published. It said there were only 3 shots and that Lee Harvey Oswald acted alone in the murder of Kennedy.

 

Friday, October 16, 2009

You Do NOT Know ..

How proud I am of myself! Last night I finished my homework; YES all of them! And I'm just so happy because I've never done that in a while. Even thou I ended up sleeping pretty darn late, I'm cool with that. I've also got a 3.33 GPA, and it's all good... It's only the first grading period, so it's ALL GOOD. Only C(+) I got was for Algebra I, from Wong. I know I'mma get a better grade for him because I'm actually passing in my homework and doing them. Since the high school applications get passed in @November, I'm stressing out about that! I want a financial aid; so I can get into a private school, or a school with tuition... Like the International French-American High School @Oak(?) St. I want to get in! And I'm still kinda like WOAH that I didn't get into basketball because at that time, I wanted to get in because it'll look good in a high school application if I did some extra curricular activity; like being in a sports team, yahdiiiig? What elseee. Oh for the yearbook, I'm working on the 8th grade divider page (with Amorelle)and for me to be able to do that, I have to get pictures of the eighth graders because Amorelle and I was thinking to do a collage. And so on the 15th (Thursday, October) I, together with Maria, took the "pro" camera and went out to lunch taking stolen shots and REAL shots of eighth graders. And personally, I have a favorite! I can't post it up because I don't have it saved on MY computer, but maybe I can ask Mr. Knox to send me the pictures on my email. I don't know... Anywaaay, my personal favorite was of Fernando Martinez; my homeboiii! Well, he's really photogenic with his green/hazel eyes and fair complexion... And it helps his cause that he has natural rosy cheeks! So I took on of him with the sun gleeming on him. It was a close up so it only showed the profile of his face and the "pro" camera focused on his face so what you can see on the little background was blurred. It's a really good picture. And I took the same one of Edgar, a seventh grader. And his face is like Fernando's too! Green eyes, fair skin, rosy cheeks, SEX HAIR! HAH; he's too cute. And one was of Edgar and Christina Curtis, and Christina; my love, is natural beauty because she's mixed Mexican, Guatemalan, Italian and all these shit. So it's like white/latino. So she's a hottie; thence the pic of her and Edgar (close-up) turned out really good because they have pretty faces. HAH, taking pictures of people is getting to me. So I told Mama that for Christmas I want a professional camera, I hate digicams.

Thursday, October 15, 2009

For My Massachusetts Brochure Proj.

This is my project with Beethia, Kathy & Kevin. I need somewhere to put it because I'm on my sister's acc. on my computer, and her account doesn't let Microsoft Word save files into the computer; so I need to log out of this... And then log onto my acc., then save. So much work for a simple project like this.

Religion,

Massachusetts was founded by people who wanted to have their religious freedom; to practice their beliefs out in the open, they were the Puritans. A Puritan used to be any person seeking "purity" through worship and doctrine. However, the term is now used to describe people who wanted to leave the Church of England for reasons they said were not found in the Bible. Most Puritans only wanted to change certain things in the church rather than leave. Puritans were strict Calvinists. They thought that everything that was not explicitly allowed in the Bible is forbidden. Nature made humans immoral, so only a very small number of people could be saved. Puritans, therefore, believed it was very important to apply the rules to all parts of life, and to keep a pure mind.

 

Founders,

William Bradford was born on March 19, 1590 in Austerfield, Yorkshire. Since her was younger, he joined the Separatist Church. They were the ones who wanted to separate from the Church of England. James I then decided to take the Separatists away; that was when Bradfordwith others fled to the Netherlands. In 1960, he and his first wife boarded the Mayflower to flee from the English government. He got married again for the second time because his first wife died. Bradford died at Plymouth. His legacy was that he led the Pilgrims to their religious freedom.

 

WHY live here,

I know your question: Why should I pick to live in Massachusetts, when there’s New York,ConnecticutNew HampshirePennsylvania, etc.? I’m not saying that everyone is fit forMassachusetts. And your legibility to live in here is mainly that you cannot practice your chosen belief in your old town, your old country. You’re looking for your religious freedom, where you can go to church the way you want to, pray the way you want to… I know you want the time that you get to pass on to your children the rights and the ability to have their own beliefs respected.

 

Government,

The King gave Puritans the charter to govern themselves. The Puritans very much appreciated this because all they seek is to be welcomed somewhere they can deal with their own problems without any other government interfering with them. And the fact that they can rule the way they want to (religiously) seem to have them love Massachusetts even more. We, here atMassachusetts, love our freedom and our rights to have a say. Most assembly men thou are wealthy and powerful people. The assembly men are close to the governor and the governor picks his men; they have to be loyal, so who are picked are those expected to be loyal to their boss.

 

Slogan,

New World in the New World;

Freedom and Opportunity

Thanksgiving,

Many of the pilgrims died during their first winter in North America. They were cold and did have enough food. The following year, though, the Native Americans, who were from the Wampanoag tribe, helped them grow crops. At harvest time in the winter of 1621, they were very thankful that they had a good crop of food to eat during the coming winter. They thanked God and the Wampanoags for teaching them how to grow crops. They invited three of the Wampanoags who had helped them to their feast. They were SquantoSamoset, and Chief Massasoit. The Wampanoags brought their families. This was over 90 people. There were so many people that the Pilgrims did not have enough food to make the meal, so the Wampanoags brought along their own food for the feast. The Wampanoags brought turkey, duck, fish, deer, berries, squash, and cornbread. They also brought things that they had farmed and shown the Pilgrims how to care for.

 

Monday, October 12, 2009

Home Shigga Slice Say WHATTT ?!

Been too busy with homework to post lately. WHO AM I KIDDING! HAH, I was so not doing homework. Can't do homework. I just feel that I'm too 'cool' for homework now:) LOL, but really, I just feel to mature for homework. Except I sometimes find myself opening up a little table and putting a pencil, a pen, whiteout, an eraser (that I lost!), my binder containing all my unfinished homework, a notebook and textbooks on it then sitting down and starting some Social Studies work. I can't believe I find myself in that possition everyday, doing homework. Or starting it... Then finishing with only three out of seven papers finished. How can people do this? Sit down in front of the TV with homework in between and get it all down? How can people do THAT?! Because I know I can't. I can only work when I know the work needs to be done. Actually, to tell you the truth, I only finish homework in the weekend when I actually have time... That's the time I catch up, there's like fourhundred papers that need to be done and I'm down with that; I finish it all! I'm EINSTEIN ♥

My post just screwed me over. I took my time w/HELLA FUCKING LONG post, then blogger screwed me up and just put that paragraph UP THERE and deleted all the others! UGH, fuck.

Anyway, since blogger screwed me up... I'm just gonna put bullets up for what I wrote @first..

  • I tried out for basketball
  • Canellous won't take me in because I'm not good enough
  • My glasses was all up in the way
  • I hog the ball
  • Dribbles were awesome thou!
  • Made few shots
  • Being in a slowass class in English is not gonna help my cause with SOTA
  • It'd look good in a college application if I went for a degree in Creative Writing or Journalism if they knew that I focused on Writing in high school (SOTA equals School Of The Arts)
  • Kicking it with Emily, my homeshigganigga ever since second grade! @Wednesday
  • adrenaline plus sweat plus basketball equals OH FUCK YEAH! I feel good.


I need a paragraph for this... So here goes: I'm part of the yearbook staff. And Amorelleylove and I are doing the page for the 8th grade divider and for us to get it all together: I NEED PICTURES OF THE 8TH GRADERS, or it won't work out! If you are an 8th grader and you see me with a huge smile @lunch with a camera in hand and tallass, hotass Amorelle's by my side, do not run away! If you are NOT an 8th grader, then feel free to run the opposite way. But it'd be really nice if you'd pose for a picture for me for the yearbook! Camerawhores, REJOICE:) And uhhhhmmm, it'd be kinda hard on me for the basketball page thou. Because I'm doing the girls' basketball page with Anna Ashkinaziy (pronounced: ash-ka-na-zee.) But since she's on the team, I'd probably have to take the pictures all by myself. I'm pro, I CAN DO THIS! So anyway, alright. I'm so pissed about my good ass post @first that blogspot removed D:<>

(To the people that the yearbook staff will take a picture of: PLEASE, no fingers. No middle fingers, no peace signs, no gang signs, no nothing with the fingers; not even that sign for aliens when your pinky and ring fingers are together as your middle and index finger are w/thumbs. That sign's not allowed either! If you do deside: what the heck, I'mma make a finger sign... we'll simply not put that picture on the yearbook, so it won't make it anyway. Josten won't let finger signs on their books! Psycho if you ask me.) Goot night once again.

Saturday, September 26, 2009

Latest Post

I haven't posted for a while, so here goes:

My schedule have been fcked with ONCE AGAIN D: This is the third time they changed it. So I went straight to my 8th grade counselor Ms. Araujo for help. But they made an announcement (homeroom) yesterday, that the students, for any reasons/situation, cannot be allowed into the counselor's office in anytime of the day unless the counselors personally calls their class to get the student to go down there, or the teacher gives the kid a pass to the counselor's office. (Which if you ask me, is stupid, it used to not be like that even if the kids are pouring out of the offices; what is the NEW principal's problem?!) So I had to go ask Mr. Ehnle (my seventh grade math/science teacher) for a pass because Ms. Roe (my social studies teacher) was absent for two weeks and we had a substitute, Mr. McGee; plus Mr. Ehnle's class was right next to Ms. Roe's. Mr. McGee I think has personal hatred towards me, and I believed that he would not give me a pass. And he didn't even believe me when i said I was going to Ms. Araujo's. But he gave me permission anyway, I think because Ms. Araujo was standing right in front of him saying that she needed to talk to me. And so Ms. Araujo walked me to the first floor to her office with a bright smile paste to my face because I had high hopes that she'll help me out. But after about ten mintues of making me believe that she will help me out, all I got was, "Honey, it's not up to you or me if you get to stay on your old and more prefered schedule." My smile disappeared; WTF is your... FTW! That ended with her thinking I'm Mexican. Because she asked which high school I'm planning to apply to and I replied Lowell or SOTA (San Francisco's School of the Arts). Then she asked what I'm planning to apply to SOTA for. I said Creative Writing, then she started this two minute conversation about me wanting to be a writer, I said, "Yeah, maybe a journalist." And so she said something about I should search up her friend who writes books (forgot the name because it was long); bilingual Spanish/English books. Then she gave me a title, which I didn't understand, because it was a Spanish title. So she now thinks I'm Latina. WOW. That's impressive, a lot of people believe I'm a mixed Mexican lady, maybe it's because sometimes when I get intense I have this weird Spanish accent. HAHA! Or so I'm told. But then again, anywaaaaay... I went right back to class, and after a while (or after I told Amy about what me & Ms. Araujo talked about) she told me to go back to Ms. Araujo because Ms. Araujo gave me the wrong name of the "Sally" girl that I gave as an example of the people who was taking my spot in class. I planned to sneak out of class since the door was only about two yards away from where I was sitting; but since I was a good girl, and Amy said I should, I went up to Mr. McGee and told him I forgot to tell Ms. Araujo something, and he lent me a hallway pass, (because one of the new stupid rules was not to walk in the halls while it's class time & it's not passing period; FTW!) and I promised him it'll only take me five minutes. But then Ms. Araujo wasn't in the counselor's office, and right next to her office was Ms. Smith's way bigger one. I walked inside after Mr. Hiler walked out, thanking Ms. Smith. Before she can say anything, I said, "I know I'm beingreally stubborn about my schedule, but Ms. Smith, it's screwed!" And I explained to her how Ms. Araujo got the wrong girl, thinking it might help my cause somehow. And Ms. Smith and I talked for a few minutes. It ended with me getting a KitKat, a huge hug, and an assurance that she will talk to Ms. Poong (my ex-Algebra I teacher & one of the people who's fixing the schedules.) What touched me was when I said, "I can't work slow like Mr. Wong. It melts my brain." Ms. Smith said, "You're so awesome." with a smile. Haaaaaay, (: But that was my whole ordeal of the week. 

Ohkay, please don't think I'm being picky about my classes. Because honestly, it's just because I can't work slow. And Mr. Wong, he works like his students are retarded (not meant to offend.) He works like we're stupid or something. And I can't do that, I can't do with normal classes. They're too easy and I can't do easy. And Ms. Poong actually teach good, does her explanation but then it's not super long, nor is it too short; it's just right because she knows we're all capable to deal. Mr. Wong doesn't even do Algebra problems, he does decimals & general numbers. I mean COME ON NOW!

That's got me going, (:
*Please pray for the calamity in the Philippines to level down.

Sunday, September 13, 2009

Past Days,

Schooool. Has. Been. Great. Curriculum wise(: The whole drama between my two "lil sisters" have yet to be fixed. The drama between my two main chiquitas have yet to be fixed. The drama between other people has yet to be fixed. So I don't know what to do. Butttt, I don't wanna talk about it. I wanna talk about school. I've been doing my homework everyday, passing it on time; UNLIKE seventh & sixth grade. Haha! I'm so proud of myself, what can I say? I'm genius. Naah, I'm aiiiight (: <-- Ate gets mad @that. Anyway, uhmm, and I've got like an A on this test on Edgar Allan Poe's short story: The Tell-Tale Heart and it's aight . It's not the best he's written. My personal favorite would be The Oval Portrait. It's really good. It broke my brain when I tried to figure it out in fifth grade (= AHahah. & I didn't even read The Tell-Tale Heart before I did the test. I read it after, but I still got an A. I'm proud. I just read the first sentence of each paragraph and then the whole of the last paragraph. I'mmm so good. 

Umg anyway, I'm watching ASAP on tfc and Gary V's singing Tayong Dalawa for the show with Kim & Gerald. And Omg, it's so saaaaaad, I'm gonna miss it. I love Ramon! Uhmm & just gotta say that ILOVE Santino , ahahhahahahha May Bukas Pa is really awesome, gives you more faith than expected. You have got to believe a little kid when they say "God is here." with those big brown eyes and that cute face. Omg, I looove him! AHaha, Gonna take a shower then heading to Serramonte w/Family & Elaine, Mwaaahrz . 

Tuesday, September 8, 2009

Birthday!






^some pics, more 2m . mwaahrz, ^
My birthday past on September 5th & it was happy HAPPY happy! It was all like a three day celebration. I looooved it. Anyway, I'll write more tomorrow & I'll upload pics later on. I need to finish up my homework because I just got switched back into the honor class. & I think Mrs. Poong or idk how to spell her name, doesn't really like me much because she said I irritated her, buuuuut I did pretty good. She's just really mean and grouchy. (Can't even laugh @Jimmy's joke. Woooow!) I wish Maria comes tomorrow so we can finish up that column on the paper.



Tuesday, September 1, 2009

It's September, homie!

Gawd, I cannot believe that this year have been going so fast. For the past nine months, life has been everything but boring. I'm glad for school, except it takes away my beautiful time with 'sleep'. I can't believe that I'm in eighth grade, and everyday I have to say to myself, "OMG, i'm in eighth Homie!" Other than that, I've been great, feeling a bit W&W, but i guess that's normal for me. Uhhhm, & I'll be 14 in a few days, four days infact (: I can't wait, althou I don't necessarily believe in celebrating birthdays, (but that can change, belief) I'm thankful for life. Because that's fourteen years in this world, that's a big thing. Well, honestly, i think it's a big thing to be living everyday, so I take pride in that, but living years is HUGE thaang, homedawg. I'm going to church on saturday, probably with my mom & my sister & brother, but I'm not sure about that. I might go alone, I don't care; as long as I actually go and give credit to Jesus & God. I'm gonna go finish homework now, writing about shoes, WTF. Anywho, I just wanted to make a post for September because it's a big month for me, <3

Sunday, August 23, 2009

Schoool!

oh gaaawd, tomorrow's school. first day of eighth grade, which is just a few more years till college. i'm thinking too much. i'm kinnna nervous thou because well it's eighth grade,