What the Crap

I am wondering what the heck is going on with my blog. I cannot get it to stay on the page for more than 1-2 seconds before it redirects me to one of a few random pages. No matter how many times I type in my blog it comes up, before I have enough time to click on anything, the computer takes me to a page that has nothing to do with anything on my blog. I don't know if any other computers do this, or if anyone else tried to do it it would work, but it is really bugging me. Any other page except the main one. Ugh.

I stayed up way past midnight last night doing homework, and it is still not done. Someone kill me now. Please. I still didn't get everything done. But one assignment isn't my fault, not all the way, anyway. My grandpa didn't email me back the answer to the questions I asked him for history. But I admit, it is probably my fault that I didn't email him until last night.

I hate today. And yesterday. And last week. And probably this week. *bangs head against wall*

End of Term Madness

Truly, March has started to get very mad... The end of the term is today, and I am flipping out because I have so much homework that I have to get done, and some things that I really should have but didn't (I am now suffering the consequences) and a few teachers that I need to beg for one more day from. My life always gets super crazy around the end of the term and there is no help for it except try to make it through alive. Once I am past the end there is usually another week of just a little bit of last-minute craziness, then it cools down a little bit and I have some breathing room. I only hope I will make it to that point. I have two assignments for English that I am missing, or I will get an I, and one other thing that I have to fix in that class. I am also missing one or two things in math, which I really hope he will let me turn in on monday. I currently have a 68% in math, but I looked in my bag a little bit ago and realized that there was an assignment due today. I also didn't turn in the last one. Crap.

But good news for that class is that I got my grade on the test up from a 55 to an 83. Hence the 68% grade in the class.

Yesterday I got home and we randomly went to the zoo, which I had no previous knowledge of. It was pretty cool, since we only saw like ten other people total, because it had been sprinkling, but stopped about an hour or so before we left. Not all the animals were out for that reason, but on the other hand, we could actually see the ones that were there instead of trying vainly to see over the heads of people that are about a foot taller than some of us...

I still think that when we are all gathered around something, the taller people who can easily see over the heads of us short people should move over a little bit. Especially for me. I am 5' 3'', and most guys are around 6' somewhere, give or take. But they are right up there in an unbreakable wall in front of whatever I try to see. It is the same for many of my friends that are short like me. Maybe I should send around a petition.

So, my life is pretty insane right now, and I have gotten a few hours less of sleep than I should have.

TV

As some of you may know, I don't really watch a lot of TV. As maybe more of you know, I do watch Chuck. AKA the greatest and most addictive show that exists. As of Monday, I have been freaking out. Something horrible has happened. Casey, my favorite character, committed treason (might I add for a good reason... Wow that rhymed... I totally didn't mean to...) and was dismissed from being a spy and is now a civilian! If you have ever seen the show, you know that that cannot work. Casey is obviously not a civilian. He is too fond of guns and hurting people. AHHH!!!

I also watch American Idol. I must say I am disappointed with this year's contestants. I only really like three or four of them. Maybe five. But there are 12 of them! They should all be good to have made it this far. I am slightly irritated that the guy with the baby mullet ( I think his name was Alex) was kicked off instead of the guy with the neck tattoo (Andrew). The other guy was better and had a better voice and chose better songs, and he was just better in general. The other guy is nice enough, but he is kind of weird and has a weird voice and chooses VERY weird songs. He is just weird in general.

The season before last was totally better than this one. It had David Cook, David Archuleta, and many, many other and better artists than most of the people this season. However, this season Lee Dwyze (totally probably spelled that wrong), Siobhan Magnus, and Crystal Bowersox are very good. I am kind of leaning toward Lee, just because I have never been a fan of girl singers. Don't ask me why.

I also kind of like Tim Urban, and Aaron Kelley. They are alright. Better than a lot of the people on now, anyway.

Ok, those are my feelings on the only two shows that I actually watch regularly. Sorry if you didn't understand my ravings, just ignore it if you didn't.

Wow, this is long. Sorry.

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I can't seem to stop yawning today. It is also making my eyes water, helping my contacts but not my mascara. If you see me today with some random black streaks under my eyes, you could tell me if you are feeling nice. Or if you are feeling like most people in the world, you could just laugh at me and walk away. Its ok. I would understand. Another problem with that is that yawning is contagious, so now the people around me are yawning, therefore sending it back to me, and so on and so forth. It is an incurable curse. *yawn*...

I am still ranging. I haven't even touched a cone yet. I really hope saying that hasn't jinxed anything or anything, since tonight is the actual test part of it. Hmm... Maybe I should delete what I just wrote up there. Oh well. I already said it, so it is too late now. Plus I am just lazy. My last two partners have been Jake Mecham and this kid named Koi, but I don't know if that is how you spell it, or even what his last name is. They have both been pretty nice, but last night with Koi it was really awkward. We didn't say anything at all until 7:30, then we said about a sentence each (to learn each other's names) by 8:00 or so. Then we finally started talking more, and by the end of the night it was slightly less awkward. It is just kind of bad to sit in a car for a half hour in dead silence. Well, I guess there was a radio, but you couldn't tell if it was country, metal, or the instructor guy talking. It kind of sucked. But it was pretty fun with Jake. I hadn't ever talked to him before, but he has been in my math class like a seat or two away all year. He is pretty cool.

But yeah, I just hope I don't drag any cones tonight, like my friend Tiffany did a night or two ago.

Testing... Testing... 1, 2, 3... Testing.

So, I have at least one test today, most of which I am probably going to fail, as it is a math test. Hopefully we will have one of our review of the review paper days (which, yes, it has happened) and take the test on Thursday. I really hope. Then maybe my grade will raise itself slightly! Yay! Just kidding, it probably won't. :(

In other news, I am ranging this week for Driver's Ed. Yesterday I went and I was put in a car with Ben Cheney. He is a very... Um.... Interesting person. But he is not a bad driver, he even did the 8 drill without her yelling at him. He did run over the bottom of one cone, but it didn't fall over. I am not sure why he was put with me, since I am a one and they usually put 1 with a 3 or a 2. 1 is the best, by the by. I am not quite sure why I was rated a 1. I did the H drill in my pre range and I hit a cone, but it was only with my side mirror, and it didn't fall over, so maybe that is why.

But last night I didn't hit any cones, and she only talked to me the first time I did the H drill, and it was pointless. I was in a perfect position, and all she told me to do was pull up and back up again. I pulled up about an inch, and then backed up again, and I didn't even come close to hitting a cone. I think Mrs. Freestone needs her eyes checked....

Sigh...

Well, I had been catching up on sleep these past few weeks, and I was getting so excited, but then this week, I have been going to bed later and later. Today I had to get up an hour earlier than normal. Joyous day. So, if you see me at any point in time today trying to fight sleep, just ignore me. I can be dangerously unstable when I am tired. Hence the trying to catch up.

Also, my grade in math has not really improved. It is now at a 63%, and that is still an F. I think it is a 70% or something. I will try. But unfortunately that will be hard since I failed the test twice (I got 2 points less the second time... Hmmm), and also failed basically all of the quizzes.

Some of the people in my carpool are ALWAYS late, and it is really starting to bug me. They didn't even open their garage until 7:30, and the two kids didn't come out until 7:35. Then we still had to go pick up Justin, and then drive to Timp. We didn't get there until about 7:40, and almost as soon as I walked in the door, the bell rang. I have yet to go to my locker to get all my crap for Driver's Ed and History and drop off my Math book. Maybe I will go in a couple minutes.

So, my life is pretty much an epic sigh today... *sigh*...

Chapstick Saves Lives

People call it by many names: a juicer, lip gloss, lip balm, etc. I myself call it simply: Chapstick. I have decided that I might just die if chapstick (the cherry ice kind) had never been invented. Sometimes I just feel horrible with cracked and dry lips. Chapstick can fix it. In winter, when I am out working in the bitter cold, the icy wind blowing on my face, I can barely open my mouth for fear that my lips will rip wide open. In circumstances like these, I whip out m chapstick and put some on. It feels so much better afterwards. I can talk, bite, yawn, and scream without having to worry about cracked lips. What more could you want?

This random commercial for chapstick brought to you by Emily Pratt.

Its ok. I don't know either.