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Tuesday, 01 September 2009

I had a fabulous day :D

Catching Fire comes out today!!

In Physics this morning, Julia so kindly remembered to finally bring her gifts from Korea. She got me this really cool metal bookmark that she said was hand painted. It's a very thin gold plate shaped into a circular fan with red, yellow, and blue swirls--probably meaningful in Korean culture. Thanks Julia! <3

Lines handed back our design labs about the bounce of a superball. After looking over mine, it really was "insufficient," as he so numerously branded all over it. There was a perfect score (which was 12/12) in the class though. And it was unexpected. I have to dialogue this part.

(Continuing earlier conversation)
Lines: Zane's not late! Yay!
Elizabeth: Wait, something's wrong...Zane's not late...-fumbles around blindly-
Selena: Today is just a weird day! First Zane's not late, then I get a 12...
Timothy: YOU GOT A 12!?!

Best thing that has ever happened in that class. Timothy is not usually so brash--he got a lower grade. He said it popped out. xD

Lines: -laughing- This is why you don't announce those things.
Me: ROFL.
Timothy: -apologizes meekly, suprised with himself-

That was just my favorite. To continue with the day, I talked and didn't pay attention a lot in Cockrell, and then in orchestra, violas didn't get to go do the chair test!! Really? On the one day I'm pumped and actually willing to go first if need be? Oh well. More time to practice. I need to look at that All-Region music...

TOK was blegh. Afterschool though, we had our first GAMV meeting of the year. And it went awesomeee. Of course, half the original club was of at BETA club, which we've got to work around now that it's become a factor. We had a huge (relatively speaking) turnout: muslims and non-muslims alike. It was wonderful. Janelle, Kelly, and Tim came to check us out, and Alex and Quynh even stopped by after BETA club. Rachel E. and Farah Abughazelah even came to stop by. The meeting was vibrant, educational, and it was great to see new faces! More people to meet and become freinds with. Rachel, I wish the best for your new baby! :)

Thank you all who made my day.

Ramadan Kareem. May peace be with you. :3

Saturday, 01 August 2009

Everyday I say I'll do some, and everyday I don't.

Holy crap. Where the hell did the time go? Oh yeah, it was carelessly wasted away studying French, college researching and watching two full seasons of Friends--anything to distract me from what I should have been working on since April: my extended essay. Crap, crap, CRAP! And with three weeks left, will everything magically fall together? That is precisely what I'm aiming for. I think I'll hit a major breaking point soon, in which I will frantically and effectively get things done. I've written most of the introducing chapter, and I have an idea what the next chapter will focus on, but I haven't a clue about what the next will cover. And my poor mentor, Mademoiselle Embler, for having to deal with me.

Once I get back from Memphis on Monday, it's on! Oh, yes, we just got in last night. Abdulhakim and Fakiha came last week from Atlanta, orignally from Addis Ababa, Ethiopia. We escorted them on a nine-hour car drive from Dallas. Their son, Hamza, is amazing. If it weren't for his fob-ness, I don't think I would feel the same about him. This video will explain:

Yeah, that was my cousin, Samit and friend, Sitra recorinding Hamza being, well, Hamza. I'll miss that kid.

With all the visitors and travel, I've seen quite a few of my relatives. And all of them seem to say the same thing: I've grown nicer. I sit down with people, and I smile now, versus the misanthropic, animal I used to be. I totally remember being a total brat, but I didn't realize I was so...bad. I never greeted people, I never talked to people, heck, I even hit some people if they bugged me enough. I figure I've changed for the sole reason that I'm older now. I have an act to keep up--the mature, sensible conversationalist. And I think it's a change for the better.

Friday, 19 June 2009

Stubborness

My family left for Houston this afternoon for a wedding of one of our relatives. And when I say my family, I do not include myself, as you may have probabaly concluded from that sentence.

I was supposed to go. My mother made it an ardent point that my relatives wanted to see me. I for one am sure that they could care less if I was there. Even your sister is going, she repudiated, you have to go too. As if. I would have liked to go, but certain circumstances and relationships made doing so impossible. At least for me. I've been hiding out at my aunt's home for the past couple of days. My mother confronted me earlier today, with her final pleading. All your things are packed and in the car, let's go, she said. I, still in pajamas and teeth unclean, responded with the expected no. I admit, I am stubborn. Once I've set my mind, I'm completely immobile. I mentioned to my aunt later that the only way I would have gone with them was if the person who hurt me apologized. It's funny, there are reasons for both of us to apologize. I've, honestly, never apologized (sincerely) for anything to anyone in my life, yet I expected this person to do just that for me in spite of the unbalanced situation. The whole ordeal was extremely dramatized, in my opinion. What's wrong with simply not going? It's not that important, at least not to me. But my family members thoguht otherwise. I've had at least five seperate conferences on how I was breaking my mother's heart by not going. How I was breaking their hearts. But just the other day, my decision hadn't bothered anyone. Hm...the facts all point towards my mother exaggerations. She can get so emotional.

I'm hoping I can change. It's so hard to say 'I'm sorry.'

On a brighter note, I got The Sims 3. What with all the enthusiasm Janelle and Quynh have been making, how could I not check it out? I made sure to thouroughly read and watch any online review of the game before purchasing it with all of the money I possessed. But, I'm glad I did. Sure, it may be a total waste of time (you HAVE to admit). I mean, I spent the better half of the day simply watching my Sims go to work, shower, and sleep for 12 hours without interfering much. And then I deleted the file because I wanted a different house, but didn't want to purchase another one with my own money. It's just so darn AMUSING. You just can't help but internally snicker when your Sim develops a crush or pisses himself. Can't wait to get further accomodated with this franchise.

And then back to the crappiness this summer is turning out to be, my cousin deleted my file in Harvest Moon. I was almost done with my first year. And it's gone. Sigh. I didn't overreact . But next time, that little rascal will suffer. :p

Thursday, 28 May 2009

Busy Busy

I did not expect this today. What hecticness.

The day started out well. Well, not really: it began at around 2:30 AM as a I finished my World Lit paper. I finsihed at 5:30 AM. I got 10 minutes of sleep. Then my day started officially. I yanked some clothes on my body and stole my sister's camera. I'm glad I did.

Went on a little camera spree. The school day was fun; it was the last real B-day of my Junior year. I turned in the World Lit Paper befoire 7:30 AM, and that is the end of that and school esentially. I DID IT! I SURVIVED JUNIOR YEAR! Now there's that accursed essay to write. I can do it!

Turning in Physics textbooks, whoo!

Someone was bored.

Tim and wtf.

Julia OOC.

What is she doing?

At the end of the day, Julia asked me if I'd like to go to Weaver to paint the mural we've been working on. I said sure. After TOK, she said she had to go to Felton for something. I said I'd go to the orchestra room to get my exemption form signed. I bumped into Miss Embler, my EE mentor, on the way. We discussed a little about my EE. Mr. Peacock wasn't in the orchestra room. Went to the comp sci room for Technology club's election meeting. Ended up signing in and voting Julia as President of the club. She won (yay). Met up with Fatima and Nadia and departed toward the elementary school. Miss Jolley hadn't bought white paint, so there really wasn't much to work with.

Paintbrush Musketeers.

We decided to leave. The Julia coulnd't find her backpack: she had left it in the school parking lot. How you ask? I honestly have no clue.

How? HOW?!?!

It's all alone.

So we were near the school. Might as well go to the ROC and get more CAS evidence and help out Fatima, who went there. It was fun. I felt talkative, played a little Scrabble and met some really cool people.

Yay, Scrabble.

By the time we were done with the ROC, it was around 5:45 PM. I thought it might be a nice experience for Julia, Nadia and me to check out Edward Fretheim's recital. I've always wanted to see the String Bass played as a real instruemnt.

Going at it.

It was nothing short of outstanding, marvelous, stupefying, and just a bit ridiculous. I never knew you could DO that with a bass nor that shifting that HIGH was possible. When it was over, I thought it'd be logical to get Mr. Peacock's signature to exempt.

I'm tired.

Saturday, 16 May 2009

Currently
Family That Preys (Widescreen Edition)
By Kathy Bates, Alfre Woodard, Sanaa Lathan, Rockmond Dunbar, KaDee Strickland
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The Moral of the Story

I need to start dialogging my life on this thing again.

I'll start off by mentioning my succession to the presidency of FNHS. It was something magical when I heard my name being called. The way elections were done, the candidates who ran for president were placed in the positions of president, vice president, and senior rep dependent on how many votes they received (the candidate who gained the most votes would be president, second most would be vice president, etc.) They started with Edgar Segura who placed third apparently and became Senior Rep. Now that was a surprise--I was expecting Edgar to win it all. Next was the call for vice president, and again my name was not called. Two frightening thoughts were now swimming in my head: 1) I didn't even place and lost the elections entirely or 2) I was the new president. Both were, at that moment, inconceivable.

Sure enough, Aaron Sopocco called my name, announcing me as the new president of the French National Honor Society. I can't think of a situation in which I felt the feeling that I felt at that moment. A genuine smile of shock stole my face. I walked to the front of the room as my fellow peers cheered. A gave a small speech, a speech of thanks and call for change. I may have offended the current board, but who really cares. As president my goals are as follows:

PRESIDENTIAL GOALS:
1. Organize a team and compete in local French competition.
2. Create specialized project exclusively for the club.
3. Be involved in school activities and all club activities.
4. Ensure proper communication and awareness of club activity and status (distribute probations, announcement of meetings well in advance).

To name a few. There was sure a lot more that pissed me off about the club this year, but these sure qualify as the top ones. Wish me luck!

And briefly, my checking account was hijacked. And I allowed it. I...signed up for one of those cheap trial products online. And I used my card. After 14 days, well, without a cancellation, they assume you'd like to continue to purchase their product--but now its not the "trial price." They charge full price, and take the money directly from your account. I lose $73 with the first purchase and $83 with the second before I even realized what was happening.

Please guys, don't ever buy anything online if you cannot trust it.

GAMV slumber party was last night and this morning. And...it was fun. I feel proud in knowing that I conceived (that's the THIRD use of that word in this one post) and executed this event because it's very unlike me. I want to thank everyone of my girls for participating and having a good time. I love you all. Let's do it again ;D