Aargh. I got a C- in math for quarter. Methinks I should talk to Cavnar. I really don't want a C on my semester grades.
My parents are displeased. There's the C-, and I have an incomplete in physics (actually, I have a D, but considering how freaked out they were about the C-, I suspect the 'I' was actually less annoying to deal with), and I have a B in history. But the rest are A's, dammit. You think they'd be more forgiving, considering I had two bloody F's at midquarter and I managed to bring one of them up to an A and the other to a B. And they kept harping on the C-. It was a C at midquarter, it hasn't gone down that much. And it was really nice when dad dismissed my two art classes - "Oh, wow, you got an A in pottery and photo... big surprise" - and one of my core classes because I've "always had an A in that class." And so then they chastised me for not getting an A+ in that class. Oh, no, such a shame, no plus. Grrrr. Stupid grades. Stupid parents.
I hope McElreath saw my CAS stuff. I'm going to find her. But, eh, I didn't do the contracts because 1) I didn't understand how to and 2) I thought it was due, like, the day before spring break and I didn't have them at that point. Apparently she's not mailing them until, like, May 1, so that means I should have time to get the stupid contract explained and make some more for the other two activities I performed.
So, wow. Indeed, I find this amazing, but I may actually graduate from IB, still. No sending off of my physics labs. The dossier's done, if crappy. No sending off of anything, actually, except math. And hopefully not CAS. Please not CAS. I think everyone in IB would be happier if they just didn't ask to send anyone's CAS stuff.
... So Kill Bill Vol. 2 opens on my birthday, does it? I guess I'll just HAVE to go, then. What say you, Nikki?
Friday, April 09, 2004
Thursday, April 08, 2004
(essays and dreams)
19th Annual Essay Contest on Ayn Rand's Novel
THE FOUNTAINHEAD
First Prize: $10,000 Cash Award
5 Second Prizes: $2,000 Cash Awards
10 Third Prizes: $1,000 Cash Awards
35 Finalist Prizes: $100 Cash Awards
200 Semifinalist Prizes: $50 Cash Awards
Damn. It's due next thursday. And I thought I had time. Yeesh. Better get cracking. *grin*
If he doesn't get $10,000 from this, my faith in humankind will be destroyed. Ok, not really. But he still better get some money. I'm optimistic about my chances, as well.
... What's Smoky's address?
Oh, mum found the return envelope so I've sent my reply (and my $200 enrolment [haha! enrolment!] deposit) to Boulder. Hopefully I'll have all those I's *cough cough* cleared up by the time I send my final transcript, so they'll still want me. Jebus, I hope I pass CAS. Urk.
The pizza I ate for lunch was good, but I think it burned the roof of my mouth. Ow.
I had the weirdest dream a couple nights ago. Like, I was in this room standing in the middle of this big group of people I knew, and Ian was standing at the front of the room, talking, or something. It might have been the sixty. Though I'm not sure I knew about the second one at the time I dreamed this. Hmmm. But anyway, I wandered off and went to this pet store, but the owner lady was real mean and lured this little dragon fluffball creature to eat a trail of flowers, or something, then trapped it in a transparent pringles can. And as I left I saw this monkey swinging around in the backroom. And Eric and Chaffin were hanging out together, and Eric started watching the Grinch, the animated version thing. But, yeah, the weirdest part was that Eric had a twin brother, who was looking for him. He's like, "Where's Eric? Do you know?" and then I realized that Chaffin and Eric had stolen my car. So I got a ride home from Kym instead. Yeah, that was a fun dream.
First Prize: $10,000 Cash Award
5 Second Prizes: $2,000 Cash Awards
10 Third Prizes: $1,000 Cash Awards
35 Finalist Prizes: $100 Cash Awards
200 Semifinalist Prizes: $50 Cash Awards
Damn. It's due next thursday. And I thought I had time. Yeesh. Better get cracking. *grin*
If he doesn't get $10,000 from this, my faith in humankind will be destroyed. Ok, not really. But he still better get some money. I'm optimistic about my chances, as well.
... What's Smoky's address?
Oh, mum found the return envelope so I've sent my reply (and my $200 enrolment [haha! enrolment!] deposit) to Boulder. Hopefully I'll have all those I's *cough cough* cleared up by the time I send my final transcript, so they'll still want me. Jebus, I hope I pass CAS. Urk.
The pizza I ate for lunch was good, but I think it burned the roof of my mouth. Ow.
I had the weirdest dream a couple nights ago. Like, I was in this room standing in the middle of this big group of people I knew, and Ian was standing at the front of the room, talking, or something. It might have been the sixty. Though I'm not sure I knew about the second one at the time I dreamed this. Hmmm. But anyway, I wandered off and went to this pet store, but the owner lady was real mean and lured this little dragon fluffball creature to eat a trail of flowers, or something, then trapped it in a transparent pringles can. And as I left I saw this monkey swinging around in the backroom. And Eric and Chaffin were hanging out together, and Eric started watching the Grinch, the animated version thing. But, yeah, the weirdest part was that Eric had a twin brother, who was looking for him. He's like, "Where's Eric? Do you know?" and then I realized that Chaffin and Eric had stolen my car. So I got a ride home from Kym instead. Yeah, that was a fun dream.
Saturday, April 03, 2004
4 Things
Name 4 things you have done today:
- cooked
- played video games
- showered
- went grocery shopping
Name 4 things you are thinking about right now:
- my friends
- "let down" by radiohead
- trivia
- disappointments
Name 4 scents you love:
- vanilla
- bread baking
- incense
- breathmints
Name 4 things you'd never wear:
- thong
- tongue ring
- bikini
- cocktail dress
Name the last 4 things you have bought:
- the darkness cd
- la oreja de van gogh cd
- lunch
- movie snacks
Name 4 things drinks you regularly drink:
- rootbeer
- skim milk
- orange soda
- nestea
Name 4 bands/groups most people don't know you like:
- dashboard confessional
- good charlotte
- sting
- eminem
Name 4 bad habits you have:
- biting my fingernails
- picking my nose
- fidgeting
- burping
Name 4 things you wish you had:
- a boyfriend
- motivation
- a longer attention span
- the ability to play an instrument
Name 4 people who know you best:
- my mom
- my dad
- my best friend
- my locker buddy
This survey was taken at powersugoi.net!
Friday, April 02, 2004
who knows?
current song: the darkness - love is only a feeling
So I'm going to Boulder. I got letters of apology from Chicago and Northwestern earlier this week. I guess I'm kind of sad. I mean, it kind of sucks that they didn't deem me "good enough." But, whatever. I wasn't crushed or anything. I think I'm really looking forward to Boulder. At least they appreciate me. I have a merit scholarship there (if I can find the letter...) and some woman from the computer science actually called me just to answer questions and tell me that they'd really like to have me attend Boulder. Boulder probably likes me better than the other schools because it didn't see my midterms. Two I's probably don't look too great on a college application.
He came over to my house on Friday. I left science bowl early, and he picked me up and we played video games. And on Sunday we went to see Secret Window, which was actually quite good. His family didn't come this time. But afterwards I went over to his house and we played more video games, and ate dinner (bratwurst!) and watched X. Which was creepy, I might add, too many beheadings for my tastes. And then when the protagonist sat there crying and cradling the head... I mean, come on. And I talked to him on Thursday, and apparently we're going shopping on Sunday. I feel kind of dumb, I mean, surely there's something that'd be more entertaining than shopping? But I can't think of anything, and going to another movie would be a bit ridiculous.
But, meh. Listening to The Darkness is a bit... odd. It makes me think about him, that's all. And I don't know. I feel bad. I hope he gets into Boulder, but even if he doesn't, community college isn't bad. That's what Stacey's doing, after all. It just feels strange. I always think of him as so brilliant and it's just wrong, somehow, that colleges don't see that because of the grades. And it feels wrong that he can't go to Reed because it costs too much. Why does money have to be an issue? It's not an issue for me! It's unfair that it's not an issue for me, and I'm not even going to a "good" college! I mean, this means that my parents will be much better off in terms of finances, of course, and my college fund will actually be able to pay for it ALL, not just the first year. And my grandparents won't have to give us so much. But, I mean, I could have gone to a more expensive college, my parents aren't telling me not to, they're encouraging me. Why is that? I hate the unfairness of it. Why do I have to be so lucky? I don't deserve it as much as my friends do. Why aren't they luckier than me? When is my karma going to realize it's made a mistake?
Oh, well. That was long, and rambling, and pointless.
Well, I hung out with Nikki on Wednesday, which was good. That and Sunday made up for the lack of trivia. Especially talking to him about it. I actually told him! I told him I was kind of upset, and I felt much better afterwards. Because I was kind of upset. I wish they'd called. I suppose I shouldn't expect it, though. I have this idea that I'm friends with them, but I'm not even that good of a friend, am I? Maybe I should work on that. I bet I could be better. They do deserve it. I deserve it, too, but I suppose you've got to give to receive. Or something equally corny or clichèd.
So I'm going to Boulder. I got letters of apology from Chicago and Northwestern earlier this week. I guess I'm kind of sad. I mean, it kind of sucks that they didn't deem me "good enough." But, whatever. I wasn't crushed or anything. I think I'm really looking forward to Boulder. At least they appreciate me. I have a merit scholarship there (if I can find the letter...) and some woman from the computer science actually called me just to answer questions and tell me that they'd really like to have me attend Boulder. Boulder probably likes me better than the other schools because it didn't see my midterms. Two I's probably don't look too great on a college application.
He came over to my house on Friday. I left science bowl early, and he picked me up and we played video games. And on Sunday we went to see Secret Window, which was actually quite good. His family didn't come this time. But afterwards I went over to his house and we played more video games, and ate dinner (bratwurst!) and watched X. Which was creepy, I might add, too many beheadings for my tastes. And then when the protagonist sat there crying and cradling the head... I mean, come on. And I talked to him on Thursday, and apparently we're going shopping on Sunday. I feel kind of dumb, I mean, surely there's something that'd be more entertaining than shopping? But I can't think of anything, and going to another movie would be a bit ridiculous.
But, meh. Listening to The Darkness is a bit... odd. It makes me think about him, that's all. And I don't know. I feel bad. I hope he gets into Boulder, but even if he doesn't, community college isn't bad. That's what Stacey's doing, after all. It just feels strange. I always think of him as so brilliant and it's just wrong, somehow, that colleges don't see that because of the grades. And it feels wrong that he can't go to Reed because it costs too much. Why does money have to be an issue? It's not an issue for me! It's unfair that it's not an issue for me, and I'm not even going to a "good" college! I mean, this means that my parents will be much better off in terms of finances, of course, and my college fund will actually be able to pay for it ALL, not just the first year. And my grandparents won't have to give us so much. But, I mean, I could have gone to a more expensive college, my parents aren't telling me not to, they're encouraging me. Why is that? I hate the unfairness of it. Why do I have to be so lucky? I don't deserve it as much as my friends do. Why aren't they luckier than me? When is my karma going to realize it's made a mistake?
Oh, well. That was long, and rambling, and pointless.
Well, I hung out with Nikki on Wednesday, which was good. That and Sunday made up for the lack of trivia. Especially talking to him about it. I actually told him! I told him I was kind of upset, and I felt much better afterwards. Because I was kind of upset. I wish they'd called. I suppose I shouldn't expect it, though. I have this idea that I'm friends with them, but I'm not even that good of a friend, am I? Maybe I should work on that. I bet I could be better. They do deserve it. I deserve it, too, but I suppose you've got to give to receive. Or something equally corny or clichèd.
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