Okey Dokey!
So hi guys! Oh emm gee… I don’t know what to say really, because I’ve been away for what.. a year? No one remembers me though,[emo tear] but anyways heres my story…
Basicually, I’m a gr8 student… so I started the year.. BAD. Like rock hard bad[not the one in bed], I had made a bad impression to my teacher- As in.. Slacking off in math, and smiling when he talked to me. Shut up! I can’t help the giggles! I hate being talked to all alone, so I have to laugh- sounds weird but, it’s nothing compared to some of my habits..(which I won’t mention!)
So, it was english- That one golden subject I had tried harder than a attention w- in basilmarket. We were told one simple thing- to change the best line in the world ‘The boy ran down the street’, to a more complicated, enriched, and DEFINATLY not geeky sentence.. I had finished it, and eagerly handed it to him.. He talked to me the next day and here how it went
Teacher: I saw your assignment yesterday
Me:[plays innoncent] What was it bad?!
Teacher: No, it was good.. but I think too good.
Me: You’re saying I copied it?
Teacher: Basicually, yea. So I want you to write another piece here, to let me see if you really did it.
Me: Oh kay, just let me get the shot gun first.
Urgh! For one I can’t work under pressure, and two I need music to do it! So basicually after a few minutes of working on it, I gave up. There was no way I could compare 2 hours, to 40 minutes. So I handed him in the best sentence in the world. “The streets were filled like(eraser marks) a (eraser marks) then I just stopped.
Okay so, I know its bit too much to ask, but I just wanted to see how good I really could be, so I might might might try a few maple stories.. and go from there.. but heres the paragraph I wrote in school ..
The boy Ran Down The Street, Assignment
The nippy wind of a winter’s morning brought in hundreds of people.Though fussy from the frigid weather, they had come to witness, a mistake many will experience, but few will live to get out of. The clutter of people, huslted and cramed to the doors, heading for warmth. Bulging, pushing, and shoving through, whoever got their way of front row seats was pushed to the floor. Many people were amazed with awe after walking into the room.
The room was beautifully painted, with flowers everywhere, adorning it as a crown, and a long and exotic red carpet, fit for a queen was laid down – A mask to conceal the truth behind this meeting. People settled into their sets, conversations went on, one louder then the next. Finially, the sound of bells graced over the room, breaking the mumurs upon the hundreds in the room. A man was seen walking through the doors, grunting, as he tried to pull in something.. The figure was soon identified to be the man of honor, however his actions had a complete diffrent story. Still being dragged in by the bulk, he was bawling, begging and beseeching for him to spare his life. The expression in his eyes were as if he was being dragged into his grave. Like fuel to a raging fire, with every futile plead it had only enraged the brute more. Fed up, the man pulled the scrawny man to his feet, signaling him to look ahead. Little did he know, he was speculated by what seemed hundreds of people, some giggling and some looking away in embarssment. However his attention was not at the crowd, his gaze was fixed on something of much more importance- His executor.
A collosal body, eyes of a devil, and black hole for a mouth and a demonic glare summed up this figure, and his life. Just then, a melody is played, a gracful tune to one, and death song to another. Many were cheering on the man to walk up, while many were wailing. The man was petrified, he had regreated everything he had done to this day. With every pulsing ring of the song, he could feel his heart skip a beat, he did not want his life of freedom and joy taken away! He did everything he could to delay, he sagged, he slumped but the inevietable came. There he was.. Standing right next to her, his whole life seemed to flash before him.. He took a huge breath, he was dead but he was ready.. He was going to marry.
On a side note, if you guys like this I might try stories, but for now I’m just back to blogging, perhaps every few months
Ps: I quited lunia*sigh* another mmo phase.. On a double side note, I have found the love of my new life.. Mars Bars.. Yes I have NEVER tried one before till a bit over last week <3
I’m also back on my bandit, and I’m eagerly waiting for the hacke- I mean pirate class to come out <3
See ya later turd fondlers >_O
Editz: Oh and guys tell me a way to make my school- life easier D:
OH
I REMEMBER YOU.
Lawl. So no more emo-tears! D<
About school: My parents had this behavior monitoring system, since I’m so obviously *cough* NOT a model student. But I pay attention, do the work, goof off occasionally, and my teachers are okay with that. I had a slip of paper, that my teacher had to sign, with a 1-5 scale rating of behavior appropriateness. And stuff. I’m scared to death of my parents, so I keep my nose clean. ;~~;
Single way to make your life easier in school : Don’t jerk off.
And/or get your work done/stop playing those deym games!
Lawl.
You forgot a more important bit.
If you study hard and jerk off, then people would let you off easier. At least in my case. But everybody thinks that I’m mental. *smiles vacantly*
^ LOL
Truthfully, in most of my classes I’m a loner
Everyone thinks I’m a mute. Except 3rd period, orchestra 
Like 4-5 PM, Hw and blah~ 5-5:30 Pm free time 
I’m failing in math (GASP! AN ASIAN IS FAILING!) because I’m so mute while everyone else is literally like a freaking elephant with a mouse.
I have no idea why I just typed that o_O
Anyways, set a schedule for yourself after school.
My schedule is 4-5=Freetime,5-6=Hw,6-6:30=Free time,6:30-7:30=Violin,7:30-6=Piano,6-?=Whatever kind of crap I do.
O_O It’s confusing o.O
DON’T FOLLOW MY ADVICE!
I shouldn’t be giving any advice, since I’m not even in “gr8” as you say.
I’m failing in math (GASP! AN ASIAN IS FAILING!) because I’m so mute while everyone else is literally like a freaking elephant with a mouse.
I have no idea why I just typed that o_O
Anyways, set a schedule for yourself after school.
My schedule is 4-5 PM=Freetime,5-6 PM=Hw,6-6:30=Free time,6:30-7:30=Violin,7:30-6=Piano. O_O It’s confusing o.O
DON’T FOLLOW MY ADVICE, “
I’m an Asian who has her worst score in math as well. High B in math, 95% and up in all other subjects.
Although before, I was absolutely brilliant in math. Put up with those that were a grade above, the stupid teachers and the slower students held me back though.
Lawl, my brain’s gone to rot. >___________>;;
The same goes for meh
I blame all the stupid preps that keep shouting out like I said “a freaking elephant with a mouse” I mean the freaking teacher won’t give them D-HALLS! THEY DESERVE THEM @_@ My friends are like “YOUR GONNA GROW UP TO BE A STUBBORN TEACHER” “DON’T BE A TEACHER’S PET”
But They NEED DETENTION!
Eh well, Off to Sleepville.
.:Snowy:.
P.S: Tomorrow is my mommy’s birthday =D Yes-sir-ee-bob I said Mommy. My friend’s mommy’s birthday is also tomorrow~ His mom is older by a couple of hours =(
Yeah.
There are these prep-ish girls in a bunch of my classes, and BOY are they loud. And annoying.
Personally, I’m more of the rebel-girl myself. So I can’t really stand teacher’s pets. Although I am quite smart myself. ;D
What the hell? Why are you guys talking about jerking off in school? God damn it, people, have some decency!
And, uh, my grades would’ve been perfect for the first quarter if the P.E. teacher wasn’t such an a-hole. Okay, here’s how things went:
Algebra II/ Trig. = A+
CA10 = A+ (tons of extra credit though)
Biology = A
Spanish I = A
Study Hall = P (passing)
Culinary Arts = B- (I did bad on a math test & there weren’t much grades; understandable here)
Fitness = B
Do you hear that? A B in Fitness! I dunno why, but every fricking day I was graded no more an a 17/20 for the daily activities. A couple of my friends were given better grades, but what the hell, that’s just ‘cuz they either know the teacher (one friend helped him with computer problems) or they’re totally athletic. A few pop-quizzes here and there weren’t the best, but they were only 5-10 points. The majority of our grade the first quarter was based on how we did, and all there was was a bit of Tenis, Soccer, and Lacross; like, two tests in all. I have no idea why I was denied so many good grades, but it just pissed me off and I know I could’ve gotten a better report card if it wasn’t for the physical stuff, ‘cuz I certainly excell at the academic stuff.
And, uh, my grades would’ve been perfect for the first quarter if the P.E. teacher wasn’t such an a-hole. Okay, here’s how things went:
Algebra II/ Trig. = A+
CA10 = A+ (tons of extra credit though)
Biology = A
Spanish I = A
Study Hall = P (passing)
Culinary Arts = B- (I did bad on a math test & there weren’t much grades; understandable here)
Fitness = B
Do you hear that? A B in Fitness! I dunno why, but every fricking day I was graded no more an a 17/20 for the daily activities. A couple of my friends were given better grades, but what the hell, that’s just ‘cuz they either know the teacher (one friend helped him with computer problems) or they’re totally athletic. A few pop-quizzes here and there weren’t the best, but they were only 5-10 points. The majority of our grade the first quarter was based on how we did, and all there was was a bit of Tenis, Soccer, and Lacross; like, two tests in all. I have no idea why I was denied so many good grades, but it just pissed me off and I know I could’ve gotten a better report card if it wasn’t for the physical stuff, ‘cuz I certainly excell at the academic stuff.”
Wow.
But. . . Algebra II/Trig?
And you’re a sophomore, right?
o.o;;
That means I’m a year ahead of you, I think. I’m taking Alg. II in my freshman year. =)
And I have straight As (95% or higher) except for in math. But hopefully this recent test will bring it up, ‘cos I bombed the last one, so that brought my average down. >______>;;
And, uh, my grades would’ve been perfect for the first quarter if the P.E. teacher wasn’t such an a-hole. Okay, here’s how things went:
Algebra II/ Trig. = A+
CA10 = A+ (tons of extra credit though)
Biology = A
Spanish I = A
Study Hall = P (passing)
Culinary Arts = B- (I did bad on a math test & there weren’t much grades; understandable here)
Fitness = B
Do you hear that? A B in Fitness! I dunno why, but every fricking day I was graded no more an a 17/20 for the daily activities. A couple of my friends were given better grades, but what the hell, that’s just ‘cuz they either know the teacher (one friend helped him with computer problems) or they’re totally athletic. A few pop-quizzes here and there weren’t the best, but they were only 5-10 points. The majority of our grade the first quarter was based on how we did, and all there was was a bit of Tenis, Soccer, and Lacross; like, two tests in all. I have no idea why I was denied so many good grades, but it just pissed me off and I know I could’ve gotten a better report card if it wasn’t for the physical stuff, ‘cuz I certainly excell at the academic stuff.”
Wow.
But. . . Algebra II/Trig?
And you’re a sophomore, right?
o.o;;
That means I’m a year ahead of you, I think. I’m taking Alg. II in my freshman year. =)
And I have straight As (95% or higher) except for in math. But hopefully this recent test will bring it up, ‘cos I bombed the last one, so that brought my average down. >______>;;”
Wait, you’re a year ahead of me as in age then? You’re gonna be 17 your fresham year? o.o
Lol. Fresham.
And, uh, Algebra was the advanced math class for 8th graders, Geometry for 9th graders (freshmen), and Alg. II/Trig. for sophomores. Juniors then take Analysis and seniors take Calculus.
Huh.
Yours is different from mine.
For us, the most advanced math classes goes like this:
7th: Alg. I
8th: Geometry
9th: Alg II
10th: Honors Pre-calc
11th: AP Calc. I
12th: AP Calc. II
And no, I’m onlii 13. ;~~;
Where the fudge you go to school, son?
And, HA! I’mma be 16 in December. Suck it~
Why d’you wanna know? >.O
And I liek being 13. Lol.
PS When’s your birthday? =)
December, like I said.
Hehe, just joshing. The 18th, boy. Gimme something. >D