Thursday, April 30, 2009

TAKs and H1N1

So today I had to take the math portion of the Texas Assesment of Knowlege and skills. It was not cool.

So pretend today is Tuesday, and blah blah blah, 100 days from now, what day will it be?

WTF? I don't know, Thursday? That's what I put.

Also, I've decided to not care about this BS H1N1. You can't spell pandemic without panic (in the words of Josh from FB). So true. Unless Anderson Cooper starts wearing a mask I can gaurantee you that you won't catch me wearing one.

Also, I haven't spent a class period in Spanish for about a week. Not because I was skipping, but because we weren't doing anything and I always went to the Debate room to hang with the varsity kids. Don't blame me that I learn more in Debate than I do in Spanish. Reading FML teaches you valuable life lessons.

Wednesday, April 29, 2009

Letter

Dear Celery,

You are a good friend. Even when I'm having a crappy day, and I say/do really mean things to you you're a decent friend. At times, you're a douche, but in that same sense, you're only a jerk because you're honest. You keep me honest, even when I want to remain delusional.

Also, I think you're the one person that I have consistently been friends with for three years, which is amazing. I've been friends with you longer than I've been friends with Bekka.

And I still can't remember your birthday, or Bekka's but whatever. You hold my crap when I ask you too, and don't throw it on the ground like some people do, and in a weird way you motivate me to do my work, because let's face it: someone has to do it.

Sometimes I want to punch you in the face, or yell at you-- but then I don't because I remember what a cool person you've been. Another thing, who else would want to make fun of other people like Kenne with me, or just cause mischief in general?

Don't die, or..... I don't know. The threat will probably involve gay men and your grave, and a lot of hot steamy....... vegetables.

Tuesday, April 28, 2009

Talking about issues

I like to say no.

I like to go against the grain, and live under the thought that I'm a non-conformist. Pretty much everyone in my grade, and my little sister and her little friends have cell phones, minus me.

It brings me joy to deny people of things. After I utter the word NO laughter usually ensues.

Celery: "Can I see your paper?" No.
Jacob: "Can I have a hug?" No.
Cameron: "Will you buy be a kit kat?" No.

That look that everyone gets when the word No is spoken; Oh my it's such fun to say.

Is this an issue?