I Have Never Let My Schooling Interfere With My Education -Mark Twain

Ahh, back to school. The absolute worst time of year. I think that at about 10:30 the night before the first day of school, there's just a mass groan from all of the world's students. or at least, there was one from me. Basically, these past three days at school have made me want to cut off all of my hair. And then eat it. But anyway, here's a general overview of my day:

Period 1: Health/Gym/Study Hall - One of my least favorite times of day. Shocking, I know. But seriously, I have no friends in all of those three classes. The students consist of Stoners (Sophomores), Stoners (Juniors), Unfriendly Popular People, Obnoxious Boys, Boys Who Think Homework is Fun, and Freshmen. Actually, one of the Juniors in my class is convinced I'm a Freshman. That basically describes my first period. I don't talk to anyone.

Period 2: English - English is pretty cool I guess. My teacher's nice and I have a lot of friends in the class. Right now we're writing this essay on The Color Of Water, and I don't think I'm going to do very well since the question confuses me more than I can even describe.

Period 3: Geometry - Geometry is basically the most boring class ever. Take The Sophomore Stoners, add Freshmen, sprinkle in one of my friends who barely talks to me in the class, and multiply by my teacher, and you get Geometry. It's boring and Freshman infested. And I already have homework.

Period 4: Modern World History - History's actually pretty cool. I have a couple friends in the class and my teacher's really nice. She picks out all of this fun stuff we can do and she's pretty young so she's still generally friendly and doesn't have that 100 year old teacher smell infesting the room. So I basically enjoy the class.

Period 5: Biology - *Throws Up EVERYWHERE* This class is basically wretched. Again, I have no friends in it, and it's a small class, filled to the brim with People Who Enjoy Annoying Me. There's one girl who I *could* talk to, but she's really quiet and I don't know what to say. So again, I basically sit there thinking of ways that I could jump out of a window unscathed.

Period 6: Lunch - Lunch is generally okay, aside from the horrible food that was probably taken from a prison or a mental institution. And all of the prices on EVERYTHING went up. It's $4.25 for a sandwich. Just a sandwich.

Period 7: French - French is pretty okay too. Again I don't have any friends, but the people are generally nice and we make polite conversation.

Period 8: Special Chorus - Chorus is pretty good. I have one friend, but it seems like you make more in the class. That's basically all there is to say.

Not much else is going on. My best friend isn't in ANY of my classes, which makes me want to cry. I've read, like, 5 books in three days. That's a new record. I have an audition for a musical on the 7th and my chorus teacher is helping me prepare for that so wish me luck!!

So Long, Sweet Summer

*sigh* Summer is almost over. School starts the day after tomorrow. I suppose I'll make a list of things that have happened since my last post. So here we are:
-I went to stay at Uncle Rob's house and had LOTS of fun! We went to Boston, and to the beach. I can't wait to see everyone again! !
-I got my second holes, so now I have two piercings in each ear, and in my opinion, I look rather hardcore. :P
-Read the previous post. RIP Alexa.
-I have my first meeting with InterFACE, a talent management company. I'll have to get dressed up and go down to Norawalk, with three recent photos of myself. It should be a lot of fun working with them:]
-Today, I tripped over a plastic baby gate in our kitchen and have a huge gash on my knee. Okay, maybe it isn't huge, or a gash, but it was rather bloody and gross.
-I finished my French work today! ! DOWN WITH WORDCHAMP. Enough said.
-Tomorrow I'm going Back-To-School shopping. Then I may be going to Alexa's funeral with my best friend, Steph.

So, that's basically what I've been doing lately. I'm so sad to see summer go:[!
Later!

RIP Alexa- You Will Be Remembered

I'm so upset that I even have to *write* a post like this. Recently, on August 24th, an incoming freshman, Alexa (I'm not saying her last name here), committed suicide. I didn't really know her, but I'd spoken to her a few times when we were in a school play together. Alexa had a lot of talent, and she was always friendly and upbeat. She was kind to everyone. I don't think I'd ever seen her without a smile on her face. Alexa was really going to go places. It's a wretched feeling to know that someone so kind and wonderful, could commit such a horrible act. I'm still in shock. I can't help but think that if I had made an effort to become friends with her, if I had done something, *anything* differently, she would still be here today. I wonder if she can hear us, our thoughts or anything. If she can, then she'll know that she is in my thoughts, although she probably doesn't even remember me. Alexa, her family, and her friends are all in my thoughts. Alexa, I wish you an eternity of happiness. I hope wherever you are now makes you happier, and I'm truely sorry that you had to go this way. You were destined for great things.
Rest In Peace, Alexa.

From Twilight to Dawn

YAY! I just finished Breaking Dawn by Stephenie Meyer, which I got Friday night at Borders. It was so much fun! I met a whole bunch of my friends at Ichiro Hibachi and we all ate dinner. Then, we all went to Borders and had an AMAZING night. Everyone was screaming and it was INSANE. Very well worth the wait. I haven't really done a lot since then, even though it's only been two days. I don't really have anything else to say so I'll add some pictures!

Steph, Sara, Sarah, Sara, Olivia, Taylorand I with random books. And my wrench.

We were COMPLETELY freaking out when we saw the time! Only 7 minutes! ! !My lovely cashier who allowed me to take her picture with my book.My favorite Twilight Mom*! (She knew everything).Books! And my lovely cashier.
*Twilight Mom- Woman over the age of 18 who reads the Twilight Saga and is a mother. Basically self-explanitory.