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[05 Sep 2004|01:17pm] |
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So the first week of school has come to a close and my sleeping pattern is destroyed. Even more. Than before. I'm one of those people who gets creative and awake and truly open-eyed at 1 am. oh well.. So here is the reflection
Precal w/analysis: It's a hard class... i mean.... to graduate high school you only have to take math as advanced as algebra 1 and geometry. finished that freshman year. flowers is a cool teacher. one bazillion times better than the higginator. she hated me. no flipping reason.. She will be one less person to thank when i dominate the world ^-^
Aerobics: Hahaahah this class is fun. it's this feminist gym class. you really have to hear ms grubbs start of term speech to get what i mean. she gives it to all of the aerobics classes.. about how it's good that there are no guy in the class. hilarious. now amanda and piper are joining the class.. so it's going to be even more fun.
english: i had liu last year second semester. she is just as deranged as she was then. she seems just a little more timid though.. trying way to hard as usual. she's one of the people that i think goes home and tells herself to picture herself in her happy place. you know what i mean. looks in the mirror saying "i'm worth it!" until she believes it. i am so mean but realistic
physics: bradshaw rocks, but we knew that from green schools physics club. she is about as devoted to science and nature as bailey, only without her head in the clouds as much. she knows the science. only problem is that she does her conversions funny like agnew, which always throws me for a whirly-gig. but it's ok. i can do the stuff
francais trois: mon. freaking. deiu. a madwoman. truly. what on monde! people are dropping the class like stinky fromage. zut! her voice is infernal and she doesnt care if we learn anything. she just cares if we know the point values for every single accent ageu! pardon my spelling but why did our madame have to leave us for stinky maize-riche. friday she told us when we were talking in class that our "voices are very annoying" same to you, lady.
ap history (world? modern world? who knows): another teacher whose heart is in the wrong place. she's terrified we won't pass the exam so she is working us like dogs. the other teacher sounds so much better. plus the fact i'm not a history person. i don't care which civilization had the wheel or learned irrigation. the ancient writings and languages somewhat intrigue me, but i couldnt give a dung bettle about ancient art. we have to outline every chapter in the book. goody...
advanced composition (creative writing!): originally, the class was a dumping ground. then 11 jocks and preps left the class and i got in. now it's starting to be a dumping ground again. dont get me wrong... i love the class. best class of the day. we're doing poetry right now. nicole trail got into the class.. but i think claudia and vicki and i made it so that she is having second thoughts. especially after we tried to explain to her the pattern of words in sestinas. hopefully we wont have any poems about sunshine, daisies, and her brand new skirt which is so cute omg!!!!111!! heh.
picture day was also last friday. i think it's going to be my best picture yet, based on my id photo. last time i had a good pic was the 8th grade. sad... oui- mais vrai.
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| Hallowe'en is coming. |
[05 Sep 2004|03:10pm] |
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Can you wait?
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