It's already December. I feel the chill setting into my toes and here I am missing this too soon. Being repetitive.

Means:
- Compose holiday gift list
- Find money/time
- Do homework
- Work on rest of apps
- Eat properly

The only good news so far is that I finally got my pumpkin pie fix. Next is peppermint bark; though I could cheat and just eat chocolate and a candy cane at the same time. Maybe I'll try that. I am wondering why the holidays come in a slew of commercial diarrhea aimed at everyone's faces. Whose idea was it? If you can tell me it's much appreciated, because I'd like to punch them roundly in the face.

Now to return to productive things until the end of 2009. Or not.

I miss feeling okay.

Time for joyous update. Since I don't want to catch up on homework quite yet.

Yesterday = AIDS Walk. Three hours of sun and fun. Less painful than expected. Inspiring and such. Three million dollars raised!

Now onto more important stuff. I must get this down before my human brain causes these memories and feelings to fade.
Won tickets to see Monsters of Folk at the Greek Theatre (Which were worth about fifty dollars).
Went with Jasmine. Like always. Goofed off in Griffith Park before the show. Walked up and down the tree-warped concrete sidewalks admiring large houses.

During the show... I lack words to really describe it. Or I would need to use so many words that the actual meaning would be lost. It was crazy to begin with. I don't know how to put that we were so lucky that this happened at all. Seeing two shows within such a short amount of time. Conor, no less. Though during the show Jim/Yim shined the most. I loved everything about it though. Most of everything. Don't want to bother getting into nitty gritty details of small things that don't make a difference, just cold, some annoying people, not much else.
POINT. Greek Theatre is pretty. Music is good. Whitney is happy.
...forget typing about the rest of this. I need to go listen to music. Right now. And do my homework.



Shortened version: Knees hurt. Yesterday was fucking brilliant. Avoiding homework. Miss someone.

I'm not going to bother editing this. It is what it is.


Gay-Straight Alliance (GSA) isn't exactly the largest club on campus, and of course we don't expect a lot of people to join and such. HOWEVER, it's not a reason for people to be so fucking disrespectful. Like every other club, we did offer candy (Skittles) to entice people to sign up, but I am quite sure that 90% of our sign ups were in it for the damn candy. Assholes. Furthermore, they just stood there and stared at us like we radiated evil.
Fucking greedy little shits. The underclassmen kept asking if we gave out free shirts—does money flow out of our anuses or something?

No one cares anymore. Because Prop. 8 passed it's okay to be intolerant, ignorant, and fucking annoying.



I want to leave this shitty city so badly right now. Only nine more months to go.
My heart is broken.

How did I know there was going to be a second installment. I am psychic.

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My keyboard-mashing is not very original. It just ends but being all the home keys.

FFFFFF—this had to happen.
It's not a great setback, BUT IT COULD HAVE FUCKING BEEN PREVENTED.
If the CollegeBoard was going to tell me ahead of time that it would be a prissy bitch (even though we all already know it is... BUT TO POOR PEOPLE TOO?!) about fee waivers, I would have just paid the damn 29 dollars and registered early for French with listening. BUT NO. Now I'm not even taking it in November. GRAHHH.
So I guess I'm taking it in December. Without listening. It's cutting too close, but at least I'll have taken two before that... just for safety incase I bomb history and/or math. Ugh.


Fuck you too, Collegeboard, fuck you too.

Proving to be fruitless.
More looking is more uncertainty.
I am also primarily pretending to really research so my parents will get off my case about it.
My list of potentials is shrinking faster than it is being confirmed. Perhaps I should utilize those lame profiling tests that the College Board offers.

Meanwhile, contemplating what more I will do with myself.

The worst part is that this is not the hardest thing I shall have to do in life. There are more abyssal pits to come.

Ho hum. On LJ instead of finding out what I'm going to do with my life. Need to register for October SAT. Then November. ):

Not as much homework today = do other long term work. Yes. I must resist the urge to go do other more entertaining activities. Resiiiiisssssssssssstttt.

...Fuck. Arcadia is taken. I have yet to even visit or come close to any of the other high schools that are available. Except Arroyo. That place is ugly. This sucks. Sucky sucks. College Board bastards suck. It's their fault that this happened. With their sending fee waivers late and shit. "Oh, since these poor people are not paying us, we'll make them miss regular registration...blahblah"
Hunh. Dilemma dilemma. Should ask someone else who might know more than I do.
Ending up not asking. Just rounding up people to listen to my pity story. Okay. Done registering.
Hunh. I should be reviewing or something instead I guess.

Eh.

I'm blogging all over the place instead of here; this is a copypaste.

So happy with my classes, I have at least one friend in each period♥♥

Problem; there are too many annoying fucktards and big classes.

2nd period French 3/4, I'm one of the four French 4 people, and the other three are AP students. Poor me.

Pro: Mandy, Cristy and Stanley plus French Club officers. Small class.

Con: All the aggravating people who started French their sophomore year: Olivia, Cassy^2, EW.

AP Lit! It's just a plain honor to be sitting in Hoague's class. He's gonna push us, but it's going to definitely be worth it. He is probably the only teacher I looked forward to since the start of high school.

Pro: JuliaaaQ Kimberly, Jessica. fuckyeahHoague. (:

Con: A lot of ASB people. And other plain gross people. BIG CLASS.

Honors Econ Lauterbach is a freakin' weirdo. People only think he's funny because he is self-deprecating and full of awkward. His voice kept cracking during class—he's how old? Plus married and with a kid? I usually have the hots for dorky guys, but this is just weird.

Pro: JuliaC!, Alice, other tolerable people. Somewhat entertaining... That is a questionable statement.

Con: Paul, other intolerable people. BIG CLASS.

APES Randles is a joke. With all the tangents we ended up on, I was surprised that he got the lecturing over with and still had a good fifteen minutes to talk about hockey and professional volleyball (because they are in SWIMSUITS).

Pro: Ian... laughs, the environment!

Con: Ehh-people, tangents, BIG CLASS.

After lunch is Calc BC. It was too hot today so I was dozing off trying to ignore the gross feeling when my hair sticks to the back of my neck. Bulgin is still Bulgin. Still sitting in the same spot.

Pro: Mandy, Darren, Jessica... and a whole mess of other peeps.

Con: This class is after lunch. My valuable homework-doing time is no longer. Large class.

Last class of the day is Psychology with Hjertstedt. Yeah. I like typing her name. It's Swedish. I expect that is class will be fun.

Pro: Jasmine, Ailsa, pretty much more than half the class. xD Small class!!

Con: Broken air conditioning.

AHHAHAHAHAAAAAA...!!
Yeah. Up. Again. Doing. Work. For. Summer. Except.. This time it's less than two days before school starts. YEAH!

I would actually be quite relieved to be going to school again, except for this slight PROBLEM.
I can't concentrate because I know that I technically still have time. Shitshitshit.

Been drawing a lot lately. No longer know which social site to update on (this, twitter, facebook, tumblr...). Doing a little of everything. Except summerwork.