I just get excited really easily by other people's happiness. And in that case, it was hayleyghoover's. I have several stories soooo.....*hikes up overalls* LET'S GET THIS SHOW ON THE ROAD!!!
This morning I felt extremely compelled to get on my computer, which I usually never have time for because I am NOT a morning person. So, I booted Earnie up. Yes, my computer's name is Earnie. Earnie Nimbus 2008! Anyway, I logged on to all my regular sites. Youtube, Myspace, Blogger (new editon XD) and TMZ. I clicked through Youtube and the space, nothing new. A few comments from the frands, no new videos. I viewed my blog, because I think it looks pretty with it's Doctor Manhattan blue back drop. AND I NOTICED A COMMENT!!! A COMMENT!!! ON MY BLOG!!!! SOMEONE ACTUALLY TOOK THE TIME TO READ MY RAMBLINGS!!! So, it was from this ultra-cool-super-awesome-fabulous chick named Rachel. And thus, my first blogger friend was born.
Now, on to some more dramatic news. My quirky science teacher flipped out today. Yesterday, we were supposed to be finishing our quantative seperations lab. But, being teenagers most of us neglected to do so. Our teacher gave us the first thirty or so minutes of class to finish up. Me, being a forced honor student, had already finished my lab. All questions were answered, perfectly restated and beautifully written. I get extremely tense when it comes to experiments. I have this thing about being precise. It drives my lab partners crazy. Anyway, we were using beakers or what Mr.H calls it "glass wear" so that means everyone participating needs to wear goggles or "eye protection". My table was already finished so we were all sitting, minding our own business. I was reading. And then......Mr.H explodes. "WHAT DID I SAY ABOUT EYE PROTECTION!?!!?? GLASS WEAR IS OUT AND YOU LADIES DO NOT HAVE GOGGLES ON!!!!" Even though I wasn't being singled out, my heart raced. Trust me, I can get rebellious but I hate when teachers yell at me. Mr.H stomped his way over to our table and snatched my book. My. Book. "This is mine until further notice." I was scared shitless. It's still on his desk. He wouldn't give it back. It's probably cold and scared, sitting up there on top of ungraded assignments. Poor thing. :(
Final thing to tell you. Today I had to go to city hall during a school board meeting and except a medal and certificate for winning second place in......THE BATTLE OF THE BOOOOOKS! Yes, I'm aware that it's extremely nerdy. And I'm proud. I got all dressed up,........as nice looking as I could manage. My father insisted on driving me the block and a half distance from our house to the city hall and proceeded to complain about how hot it was in the meeting room. While I was sitting there, in the uncomfortable padded chairs, all I could think about was my Mother, sitting at home, watching the scene unfold on channel 12. My parents get all choked up about academic achievements. I can't even imagine how many times my Mother has called me her "smart cookie". I had to go up and accept my prizes and I actually got queasy. This awkward teenage stage is getting a bit out of hand. I have no idea why I was nervous. Nobody watches the community channel. I could of shown up in a Hannah Montana costume and nobody would know about it the next day. I really don't understand myself sometimes. Ugh.
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w00t, no one has ever called me an ultra-cool-super-awesome-fabulous chick before! Except for once when I gave someone 10 bucks. But this is way more awesome =)
ReplyDeletePoor you, I get really tense whenever a teacher even slightly reprimands me. But I'm guessing it's just part of the Honor student persona.
Battle of the Books?! That's totally worth celebrating! I totally get what you mean, I'm in that same boat! But I just tell myself, "no one probably cares."
Stay cool!