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February 28, 2005

Job Searching

So my mom says that if I don't get into Governor school I have to get a job. And that if I don't get a job this summer, I have to next summer.

Muah! I found a way to do it which she never expected. Though it probably wont work for this summer, due to my age, but it is definitely worth careful consideration for next summer: Ta-Da INTERNSHIPS!!

Would that not be so cool? And considering some even come with housing and stipends and college credit (!!!!!), I would be so tickled pink I'd be turning blue.

It was a bad idea to wake up this morning

Ugh. I hate February.

February 26, 2005

Snow days and Scheduling Classes

In a perfect world I would have Scheduled my classes either yesterday, or Thursday, but seeing as we had two snow days it was not to be.

As for what classes I'm taking? I still don't know. The poll says that my classes should be as follows (The *ed once picked by the poll):

-IB English

-IB history

-IB physics

-IB math studies


-Architecture drawing

-Engineering Drawing* or IB Theater Arts* (Its a tie)
But theres a slight problem, which I guess makes the tie obsolete.. They arenít offering IB Theater Arts, only IB Acting 2. And once again (as teachers seem to love doing) I've been demanded to take IB Acting 2 by a teacher. So, I guess that I'm gonna be taking Sociology, Architecture Drawing, and IB Acting 2, with Engineering Drawing and Psychology as my back ups.

I hate choosing classes.

February 25, 2005

Think Of Me

So I've read the Phantom of the Opera- the origional novel (1800s), Phantom-the story of his life (1980s) and I've been listening to the movie soundtrack. at some point I'm going to write a huge post comparing it all, but for now this is the thought that just struck me:

In the Phantom Of The Opera (movie or play) Christine Daae sings "Think of Me". Could it be that the song forshaddows the ending? So that its almost like she's asking the Phantom to "think of me kindly"?

Just a thought, but what do you think?

Want to Beat the Crap out of Michael Moore?

Or how about Kerry?

Or if you like Kerry, how about Bush?

Or the gay Teletuby?

Or how about Gates?

Or even Napoleon Dynamite?

Personally I like beating Michael Moore the best.

So, if you would like to share in the sadistic beating of the most hated people (1 downfall, no Martha Stewart- damn.) then this is the game for you.

Interactive Buddy. Guaranteed to bring a smile to your face as you burn them.

And since I'm such a kind soul, I'll share some of my favorite tips and tricks:

The basis of the game is to earn money the more you interact with the buddy. The quickest way to get money (you need money to buy new things) is to tickle the buddy [go items -> hand -> tickle] or to use the fist to either whack the buddy against the walls or punch him [ items -> hand -> fist].

After you gain some cash (cash totals shown in bottom left corner) I suggest going to Modes and buying Realistic Pyrotechnics and Blood and Gore. As for Items to buy? Defiantly buy Rubber balls, fire hose, and flame thrower/fireballs as soon as possible in a set. What you can do is release the Rubber balls (the buddy tries to catch them) and light them on fire. The buddy will then go up in an awesome display of flames, and then use the fire hose (it gets you yet more money the more you spray him) the rubber balls will keep lighting him (yet more money). Now when that entertainment palls you might want to get rid of the rubber balls and put the fire out so that you can move on to more tortures, simply go to Items -> Explosives -> Grenades and release a bunch of Grenades (there is a limit on how much you can have in the little 'room' at anyone time so the Grenades make the rubber balls disappear easier then trying to hold the mouse over them). And once the grenades are there, wait a few seconds and BOOOMMMM! Yet more money.

The next thing I suggest purchasing would be a skin (Assuming you don't want to keep torturing the cute little default buddy).

Theres plenty of things to buy, plenty of ways to interact with the buddy, and plenty of special effects you can buy. This is a game made for everyone.

February 23, 2005


Mookie Riffic: I can cheer you up and make your life complete with 6 simple words
Giant: and what would those be?
Mookie Riffic: Did you know Penguins have knees?
Mookie Riffic: They do! Hehe
Giant: hah
Mookie Riffic: Now doesn't that make you believe that you can die happy?
Giant: oh yes
Mookie Riffic: Don't be snarky now. This is seious stuff not everyone knows that penguins have knees
Giant: very true
Mookie Riffic: So its up to us, the enlightened, to spread the truth
And then there was silence.

Tech Drawing

The teacher is gone, I'm done with all 20-some-odd drawings, and the school has banned Addictinggames.com. So what do I do? Write a post. Hehe.

My english teacher lent me both versions of the Phantom of the Opera books, and Dracula 2000! Why the movie? Cause its got Gerard Butler in it. ^^ She said that after I watch we have to discuss it, but I think thats just her way of making it semi-educational even though I'm just watching it because Gerard Butler is hott.

I'm really hyper spastic today, and tonight I'm going to enter not one, not two, but three recipees into the Carnival that dad is hostin'. One that I actually make, one from the anarchist cookbook, and one from my english book Like Water for Chocolate. Yay for me.

The school sucks, they blocked addictinggames.com, ebaumsworld, and albinoblack sheep (I'll add the hyperlinks later), but luckily I found the End Of The World flash at endofworld.net. Hehe. Go me!

February 22, 2005

Girl's State

So a couple weeks ago I got an application for it, and later that night I was bored so I decided to go ahead and fill it out. Had great fun filling it out too, mainly because I was making fun of it, but I put down actual answers. So a week or so later I got a letter which pretty much said "Show up, Saturday the 19th and get interviewed." That was fine and dandy. Woot, not a big deal... until the morning of the 19th.

My first mistake was suddenly getting freaked out about what if they asked me questions about religion or something family oriented. How much is too much to say? How much do I sugar coat it? How could I get away with out actually answering such a question? So while I nail bited my way to the American Legion Post, a place I used to go as a child when Dad was a DJ, Dad helped me come up with some good answers. So we get there, and I head into the place, take off my coat, sit down, look at my watch- oh good! I'm on time! its 8:45-and sit.

and sit.

and sit.

Till 9:30.

And its drafty as hell, and I'm stuck next to the door. I ended up putting my coat back on.

So finally its time for the interviews. And I got three interviewers, each asked one question...

They were all political questions. Shit.

Question 1: I blew it completely. I didn't know that Bush was doing something with Social Security! Agh! I came home and did a quick search, and realized you can't swing a dead cat with out hitting it. Ugh. So I screwed up that one royally. But incase your wondering my response was "Um. I didn't know he was planning on reforming it. You see, since I blog I am more up to date on international politics." BOOOOOOMM!!!! the Patented Bullshit Meter just broke from a sudden influx!

Question 2: I honestly can't remember whether I did good or not, much less what the question is.

Question 3: It was about Iraq's elections. And I think I did this one okay but seeing as the only info I had stored in my puny little mind was what I hear from Dad, it wasn't that great.

Today we find out who got in.
10 bucks says itís not me. Any takers?

Why Hair Why?

Why is it that only on the days I wake up early does my hair behave? Why can't it behave when I wake up at the normal time.

February 21, 2005


(can you tell I feel slightly guilty for not posting?)

So, I managed to convert one of my friends to Avenue Q, hehe. And when we were talking about it he said he was sending a couple of his friends the lyrics. This is the following portion of conversation:

Mookie Riffic: *giggles* I just remembered (cause the song came on) the first time I got the Avenue Q CD, i was just sending the lyrics to anyone and everyone, and I send "Its a fine fine line" to a guy from Orange County, and he got psyco pissed
Converte: lol
Mookie Riffic: and it was right after I dumped him for being an asshole, too, And he was still in a "scary stalker ish mode"
Converte: he's like a gay transphormer
Converte: "Scary Stalker Mode" "Super Prick Mode"...we should just call him gayatron
Now since most of you probably don't quite understand the significance of the song Its A Fine Fine Line, so here are the lyrics.

There's a fine, fine line between a lover and a friend; There's a fine, fine line between reality and pretend; And you never know 'til you reach the top if it was worth the uphill climb.

There's a fine, fine line between love
And a waste of time.

There's a fine, fine line between a fairy tale and a lie;
And there's a fine, fine line between "You're wonderful" and "Goodbye."
I guess if someone doesn't love you back it isn't such a crime,
But there's a fine, fine line between love
And a waste of your time.

And I don't have the time to waste on you anymore.
I don't think that you even know what you're looking for.
For my own sanity, I've got to close the door
And walk away...

There's a fine, fine line between together and not
And there's a fine, fine line between what you wanted and what you got.
You gotta go after the things you want while you're still in your prime...

There's a fine, fine line between love
And a waste of time.

Crack Dream and Dancers

So, I've watched both versions (Origional, and Hugh Jackman) of Oklahoma! and as such I've watched both versions of the Dream Ballet.

That isn't any Ballet. Thats a Crack Dream, pure and simple.

I managed to get the director to start calling it a Crack Dream, and the ballet dancers, Crack Dancers.

Am I good or what?

The Little Wonder

For those of you that have seen the show Oklahoma! you know that the Little Wonder is the kaldescope-like toy that Will Parker buys for his father-in-law (or in our case mother-in-law because we always have more girls then guys), and Jud Fry reveals that it has a blade in it that drops down and can be used to kill someone.

I get to build it. *Happy Grin*

And since when I googled how to build it, I got absolutly nothing, I'm going to be posting the directions on how to build. I'll probably have pictures too.

Oh yeah, and as a final, un releated note: This still makes me giggle. Like, WTF mate?

February 18, 2005

I Wish..

February was over. It's been a long month, and theres still 8 days left. Ugh.

Its not that its been such a bad month, cause a few good things happened, its just that a lot of little things are adding up to one, totally sucky, whole. But on the positive note, I have an interview for GirlsState tomorrow morning, and my application made it to the State Level for Governors school (I find out if I'm in or not in April). And then I've been getting mail from Vassar and Tulane (not quite sure why thats a big deal, but people say it is).

But on the other hand I've just been blah. I've been doing double as a Stage Manager and as head of Tech, and its not uncommon for me to have a good 30 pages of history to read and take notes on a night, and stats, and physics, and everything else. I don't get much sleep anymore. Usually (even if I do go to bed around 10) I don't get to sleep until about 1, and I wake up at 5:30. And you can bet that its even less when I have a big assignment too. I also have been laying brick and block in Construction class.. can I just mention that my back hurts from mixing mortar? Ugh.

So enough of my whinning. I'll go be blah someone else!

February 17, 2005

Notes to self:

-go here: http://www.communitytheater.org/discuss/forum/default.asp

-brain storm how to make the "Little Wonder"

February 16, 2005

More Boredom! (am I misspelling that?

The Survey Where You Say The First Word That Comes To Mind. Yay.

Created by -ambiguous and taken 44923 times on bzoink!

What comes to mind when you hear..
..summer love?ooo...
..Juan?Dirty (Like water from chocolate character)
..New Found Glory?meh.
..orange juice?pulp
..candid camera?Fie
..the end?yay

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Bored? ((Over 100 questions))

Created by xSwtLilAngel666x and taken 69633 times on bzoink!

[x] Part 1 -- The Basics [x]
What's your name? ::Rachael
Birthplace ::Someplace, Germany
Age ::16
Age you act ::Sometimes 6, sometimes.. old
Current location ::Virginia
Eye color ::I dunno, I think a greenish..
Hair color ::Blondish/brown
Right, lefty or ambidextrous? ::Right
Zodiac sign? ::Cancer
Height? ::*shrugs* my permit says 5'4'' but I know thats wrong
[x] Part 2 -- Describe... [x]
Your heritage/nationality ::All I know for sure is German
Your hair ::Didn't I answer this? Short, blond/brown
Your fears ::Worms. Ugh. And Spiders.
Your perfect room ::Not White.
What you practically do in a day ::Answer stupid survays out of boredom? Go to school? Meh.
[x] Part 3 -- What is/are... [x]
Words you overuse ::Meh, meep.
Phrases you overuse ::"Damn, oklahoma sucks." "my little chickities" "Crack dancers! Mwha!"
Your first thought when you wake up ::I need to change the ringtone on my phone/alarm clock
Your greatest accomplishment ::*blinks* Getting to the state level for the Governor's school competition? (Dun have results back beyond that fact)
Something you want to do ::Go to broadway
[x] Part 4 -- This or that [x]
Pepsi or Coke ::Coke
McDonald's or Burger Kings ::McDonalds
Britney Spears or Christina Aguilera ::Ew
Chocolate or vanilla ::Vanilla ice cream, chocolate nearly everything else
Adidas or Nike ::K-mart/Wall-mart
Black or white ::Black
Bills or Coins ((Think $$$)) ::Bills (easier to carry)
Burgers or hot dogs ::Burgers (Hot dogs=yuck)
Egypt or France ::Egypt
Rock or rap ::Rock
[x] Part 5 -- Do you...[x]
Smoke ::no
Cuss ::heh...
Sing well ::cat's howl
Sing in the shower ::no
Talk to yourself --a lot-- ::yeah
Believe in yourself ::meh
Like taking these longass surveys? ::meh
Play an instrument ::no
Want to go to college? ::ye'sum
Want to get married? ::nah
Want to have children? ::nah-They scare me
Think you're a health freak? ::no
Get along with your parents ::yeah
Get along with your siblings? ::not really
Think you're popular ::no
[x] Part 6 -- In the past month have you..[x]
Gone out of state ::probably
Drank alchohal ::no
Smoke ::no
Get high ::no
Done any drugs ::no
Eaten an entire box of oreos ::no
Been on stage ::every day
Gone skinny dipping ::no
Been dumped ::no
Dyed your hair ::no
Stolen anything ::no
[x] Part 7 -- Your friends! =D [x]
Craziest ::Coleman
Loudest ::Tie between Coleman and Paul
Most shy ::Mandy
Blondest ::Paul
Smartest ::Tom
Kindest ::Ms. S.
Best personality ::Tie between Coleman and Paul
Most talented ::dunno
Best singer ::dunno
Most ghetto ::dunno
Drama Queen ((or King XP)) ::Me. heh.
Pain in the ass ::Paul
The one you just want to strangle to death ((Homer Simpson style))::Paul
Funniest ::Tie between Coleman and Paul
Best person for advice ::dunno, I'm more apt to dole it out then take it
Dependable ::Ms. S.
Trustworthy ::Paul (he never remembers anything)
Druggie ::dunno
Most likely to end up in jail ::dunno
Person you've known the longest ::Paul
[x] Part 8 -- The Last... [x]
Last dream ::I don't dream (or if I do I don't remember)
Last nightmare ::I don't dream (or if I do I don't remember)
Car ride ::Home from school
Last time you cried ::Dunno
Last movie seen ::The ever crappy Oklahoma! (at least it has the redeeming quality of Hugh Jackman)
Last movie rented ::dunno
Last book read ::Like Water For Chocolate
Last word said ::ugh
Last curse word said ::dunno
Last time you laugh ::Paul calling me blond and a pain in the ass on his survey
Last phone call ::Kelly
Last CD played ::Chronicles of Life and Death
Last song you listened to ::Track 7 on aformentioned (I don't have the jewel case with me)
Last annoyance ::my dog
Last IM ::Coleman
Last weird encounter ::Coleman
Last person you hugged ::Mandy
Last person you yelled at ::Little Tom
Last time you wore a skirt ::Dunno... long time
Last time you've been evil ::I never stop
Sarcastic? ::Always
Last time you fought with your parents ::Dunno
Last time you wished upon a star ::Dunno
Played Truth or Dare ::hehe... Paul's Holloween party.. heh
Spent quality time alone ::Now?
[x] Part 9 -- I swear this is the last one! -- Randomness [x]
Are you talking to someone on AIM ::no
Do you feel lonely ::meh
Ever TP'd someone's house ::no
How about egging someone's house ::no
Do you not like dislike not like me? ::huh
Ain't Eminem and 50 Cent just fine? ::no
Yo Momma ::no
Ever been so hungry you felt like you could eat the person next to you? ::no
What do you think of George Bush? ::Better then Kerry. He's alright.
Any secret fetishes? ::no, I tell people my fetishes. *Laughs*
Do you like to wear chains? O_o ::This question would fit great on Dad's blog
How many languages do you speak? ::2: english and bad english (yes I stole it from a movie)
Damn.. are your fingers tired? Cause mine sure are! ::no
Glad this is over? ((Say yes and I'll stalk you =P)) ::yes. (Woot! Stalkerness!)

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February 15, 2005

Valentines Day

Hehe. Yesterday was the best Valentines I've seen in a long time. And for a quite simple reason.

It was rainy and yucky out! Mwahaha.

It was so great watching everyone so sad that their perfect day was ruined by the rain. It made me giggle for a long time. And then, when I stopped giggling I went to stage crew and had even more fun, why? Because I got to play with drills and jig saws. And let me tell you, I have mad skills when it comes to working with a Jig saw and/or a circular saw.

I got a e-card from my parents too. It was had the cutest little teddy bear on it. It made me happy.

Note to self

Don't forget to bring a book to school when I have an aide block.

Blech. Bored.

February 13, 2005

Personality Quirks

Everyone has them, and everyone is blissfully unaware of their own.

Now what defines a personality quirk? Well personality is defined as: "the complex of all the attributes--behavioral, temperamental, emotional and mental--that characterize a unique individual;" and a quirk is defined as: "the Descriptor that stems from an Omegaed Planet. which is neither advantageous nor disadvantageous on the whole. Like a Weakness or Power, it should be somehow exceptional or supernatural." So from that its logical to assume a personality quirk is "the complex of all the attributes that stems from an Omegaed Planet."...



or maybe not.

My top 10 personality quirks:

1) If I buy a book that is part of a series, I have to buy the rest of the series, otherwise it annoys the hell out of me
2) I always listen to a CD for a week straight right after I buy it.
3) In tech drawing I always change Auto CAD so that I am drawing on black with white lines
4) I have a program that over rides text colors on AIM so that I don't have to read the yucky crap my friends think is snazzy (Pink on Orange is just a no)
5) If bored in class I'll start doodling on my worksheets. Even if I have to turn it in.
6) If someone calls me "Rach", even if its a teacher, I snap at them with out thinking
7) I always take apart calenders. I buy them for the pictures, not for the calender part
8) I can't keep my room clean if my life depened on it, yet my locker and prompt book are spotless
9) I refuse to wear streight leg or boot cut pants
10) I hate drinking cold soda.
What about you guys? Got any quirks?

February 10, 2005

Things to Not Buy at the Dollar Store

-Hair dye -Music CDs -Cyristal China -Condoms -Laxitives -Douches -Enemas -Staple food items -Wedding Aniversary gifts
If you think of any, leave them in the comments!

February 09, 2005

Protective Calico

Enchanted Hawaii had early attracted the attention of Americans. In the morning years of the nineteenth century, the breeze-brushed islands were a way station provisioning point for Yankee shippers, sailors, and whalers. In 1820 came the first New England missionaries, who preached the twin blessings of Protestant Christianity and protective calico.
Now thatís all well and good, woot for the good guys... but thereís one thing my text book forgot to explain. What the hell is "protective calico"??

When I came across this phrase last night I had dad look up protective calico on google, and know what he found? 3 sites, all which quoted my text book. I even asked my teacher what it meant, and he has no earthly idea.

So when it came time to take a quiz, and I had a question to answer on Hawaii missionaries, I quoted the text book word for word. That was one of the only short answer questions I got right. And from now on I think "Protective Calico" is going to be the little keyword that my mind will use to recall the Hawaii annexation crap.

So If you know what protective calico is, please share the wealth of knowledge.

February 08, 2005

History Teachers

History isn't my favorite subject, mainly because I haven't had really good teachers. I've had decent ones but few good ones, I think the downhill trend started in 7th grade.

For 7th grade I had a man named Mr. T. And for some inexplicable reason (mainly the alphabet... damn concept that) I was always stuck sitting next to a kid named Nick. Now Mr. T. had a bad temper at times, and it was understandable sometimes, I mean come on, the guy had been teaching at the school for 5 years and they made him move out into the trailers, I'd be mad too (and was when ever there was snow on the ground), and Nick wasn't what you would call a "good student". In fact he was often called a horror. The importance of Nick is simple, A) he sat next to me in class, B) this was the kid that lit an overhead projector on fire (but thatís another story), and then once he switched schools lit a dumpster on fire. And Mr. T. hate Nick like he hated none else. I swear, at least once a month I had to duck because a trash can was getting kicked at Nicks head, and like normal, Mr. T. had bad aim.

The next year I had a teacher full of paradoxes. He was a Frenchman named Mr. German who served in the U.S. Marines... tell me how that works out? Well to be frank, Mr. German was just plain boring! Everyday was the same thing, walk in, do a worksheet, read a section in the book, take a quiz, leave. With a minor change on Friday when we would have a chapter test. Ugh, not fun.

Freshman year, 1st block, history. Immediately I knew I was in for it, just by the previous two years track record. I knew I should have switched teachers when I had the chance. Mr. P is quite psycho, and not in a good way either. He also didn't approve of my friends and made it quite clear that he didn't like me. I spent 90% of the year dodging poker chips flung at my head (His form of participation points) and enduring comments and him implying that I was an Atheist and an Anarchist. Every time either one of those topics would come up he would say "Now, Ms. [Insert my last name here], Atheism is when a person doesn't believe in God." You could hear him pronounce the capital G on the word, one of my friends that saw him at church onetime said he was a serious bible thumper and holly roller (not that thatís bad, just not around me.. it makes me antsy). So Mr. P thought I was Atheist, Anarchist, hated my friends, and there was one more piece of damning evidence about me in his eyes...

I was a drama kid.

I don't know why, but Mr. P dislikes all drama kids. Maybe its because of the rivalry between drama and Model UN (which he sponsors), or maybe he just didn't get a lead part or something when he was a kid. I don't know, I avoid him still.

10th grade was Government and as the teacher soon found out, I have no tolerance for stupidity and have nothing against calling the National Front leader in France a "Quack Pot".

So that brings me to the current year. And for American History I have a teacher from Nicaragua named Mr. Q, who also was a marine. Now Mr. Q is a political scientist and not all that great on History, he got pushed into teaching the class because he was the only teacher the IB program considered qualified (AHH! I HATE YOU IB!), and Mr. Q doesn't agree with them. In part because of all the stuff I do (as in drama stuff and IB/AP) I've stopped being a "teachers pet" in 9th grade and will (politely-usually) speak my mind about anything because I don't have the patience for subtleties usually. As such Mr. Q and I are constantly messin' with each other. For example, one day he was talking about Reconcentration Camps in Cuba during the Spanish-American War, and he was explaining how a teacher could recommend which students went to the camps. And he said "Now... Mr. W, he's good.. he should be a military officer! But Ms. [Insert my last name here], she needs to go to a ReEducational camp to learn to be a proper peasant woman! And so does Mr. L here". I looked up at him, and in the middle of class said "Oh great, so not only do I get to go to a hell whole to learn to be "Proper" but I get to go with James? Thanks Mr. Q." The whole class started cracking up. That was one of my favorite comments. Lately Mr. Q has been raggin' on me a lot more then normal, and I have 2 theories to explain this: A) He's been talking to the aforementioned Mr. P (whom Mr. Q worships, complete with Poker chip usage and all) or B) He's decided that he's going to give as good as he gets (which is quite a bit since I'm fairly merciless-mwah).

I don't like History or Poker Chips, but i'm going to have fun messing with Mr. Q for a while yet.

February 07, 2005

Bedlam's Bard

I love the smell of fresh dirt -- but I wish my nose didn't hurt. He opened his eyes a little, and saw--- Brown. Oh. I'm lyring facedown in it. That must be why it's a little difficult to breathe. He tried to roll over onto his back, and failed. He tried again, then gave it up as hopeless. S'okay. I really don't want to go anywhere, anyhow. I've always wanted to be a worm, anyway. Worms can have a good time all by themselves and never know the difference. "Oh, your my tail? I thought you were my girlfriend." He lay there in the dirt and oak leaves, imagining a beautiful red-haired woman smiling at him. A particular beautiful red-haired woman who dumped him in public and led him to drink. He sighed.
Everytime I reread that passage I giggle histerically.

February 02, 2005

Grades, Midterms, and insanity

Last week was midterms, and for once I actually did as well as I thought I did. But alas there are some funny bits. But first, here's what I took and my grades so that you can properly enjoy the following bit:

Key: 2nd marking period/midterm grade/ semester grade.

AP Stats: B+ / B+ / A
Construction Tech: A / B / A
IB English 1 (HL): B / C+ / B
Tech Drawing (CAD): A / A / A
PIB Physics: A / A / A
IB History: * / A / *

Now for the funny parts:
In stats there was a 16 point curve and I have the third highest score.

In Construction there is a 30% passing rate, and I have the highest average. Most of the guys were happy if they had a 65. I'm annoyed with myself for blowing through the midterm so fast, I missed a bunch of stupid stuff.

I didn't even finish the history exam, and I still did better then most of the other kids. It was a Document-Bassed-Question (DBQ) exam, and each was rated as mark 1, mark 2, mark 3, or mark 4. The mark 4's being worth the most points. Yeah, well I left two of the mark 4 questions unanswered.

Exams make me giggle sometimes.... But only when I'm doing good.

February 01, 2005

Course Selection

Yes, already, its time for me to choose which classes I will be tortured in endure gladly partake in for my senior year of high school. Now of course I must mention that out of 7 classes I'm only required to take three: a History, an English and a Science. Now since I'm not required to math, I was planning on not taking one, but the fates (namely my stats teacher, my parents, and my counsler) are against me, and I have been informed by my stats teacher that I am taking IB Math Studies with or with out my consent. I've also been informed/recomended for IB History 2, IB Physics, and IB English, and I lack any choice what-so-ever. But thats fine, the only one I'm kind of annoyed about is the math class.

So now I must choose my electives. I get three and I've narrowed it down to 7. So in the resulting poll (My first!) choose my future class. And vote as much as you want, after all, I may be a stats student, but who cares about a random unbiased sample? (Hum..maybe thats why I'm not doing so hott in that class...).

Which class do you think I should take?
Engineering Drawing
Architecture Drawing
IB Theater Arts
IB Acting 2
Desktop Multimedia Publishing


Free polls from Pollhost.com

I'm going to choose the top 3.