Since the last time I blogged, a lot has happened and a lot hasn't, and yet I feel like there are so many things I need to say, so I have a feeling this is just going to be one mumble-jumble, hodge-podgey kind of blog. So bear with me!

School started back up and I found out my semester grades.... I GOT A FREAKING 93% ON MY PHYSICS FINAL. I almost peed my pants when I saw that! I am so happy! And to put more icing on the cake (is that a phrase or did I make that up?), She hadn't entered a few test grades yet before the final, so when she did it boosted my grade to a 95% overall. :D

AP English could've gone better for everyone in the class, as in I was one of the five people that actually passed the final... She gave us an opportunity to boost our final grade though, so I boosted my 72% final to an 88%, with an overall 94% in the class.

In other words, I got straight A's, which I'm very pleased with.

Getting back into the groove of things has been a bit harder. After sitting around all break and doing pretty much nothing besides munch on cookies, work? Whaaaat's that? I've been really slacking in this new semester and I think I've just been overall in this really weird mood. Like I've been so moody. One minute I'm all happy-go-lucky, then I'm sad, then I'm angry. It's the most bizarre thing.

Last Friday, we didn't have school because teacher's had a work day, so I was rather looking forward to it. It turned out to be such a horrible, horrible day. I wanted to go to Wal-Mart, as I had ordered a book (Peter and the Starcathers, yes, I am a nerd and a 5-year-old at the same time) so my mother offered to take me, as we hadn't gone to get my actual license yet--I had taken my driver's test, but had not gotten the official little plastic card that legally let's me drive. We decided that we would drop by the License Bureau as well and get it.

So we set out on what I thought would be a quick, one hour tops trip. My mom says she needs to stop in to Schnucks. Sure. She needs to go to the Post Office. Okay. She needs to go to Walgreens and get her Passport picture taken as she was renewing it. Alright. Oh, do you mind if I go to Deirbergs and pick up that pie Ryan bought us? My mother managed to drag me around for about two hours before we even hit the Wal-Mart parking lot. I go in, get my book, wait another half-hour for her.

We finally get to the License Bureau and we sit down in line. My mom starts pulling the stuff we needed out of her purse minus one thing: my social security card. I groan and explain for what feels like the millionth time that I needed my birth certificate, social security card, proof of address, permit, and driving test paper.

The day never ended. We drove back home, back up to the place, got my license, la di dah. By then I was in such a sour mood. I managed to throw away almost all of my day just being drug around by my mom.

And then to add on top of it, Andrew managed to be a douche-bag and just casually told me he was at another girl's house with a few other people. Uhm, what??

Needless to say, I was royally pissed and my day was ruined. I would've rather gone to school. But I think I'll explain our fight later; I would like you're guys opinion on it eventually.

I think I'll end my Friday rant for now.

In order with keeping up with my New Year's Resolutions/goals, I have been reading more and working out more. I'm taking Basic Weight Training this semester to fullfill the PE credit I still need and I'm actually really enjoying it. There are a few girls from my tennis team in there so it's been really fun.

I've also been getting up earlier in the mornings and doing some old workout videos that my mom had. I'm really trying to shed some pounds, just to feel better about myself. I think I already am, just feeling healthier. I'm on a kind-of-diet as I'm not really limiting the foods I eat, I'm just trying to eliminate extra snacking and to not eat like an elephant like I tend to do.

I had another snow day today, so I worked out a little bit longer today than I normally would've and tried to do some exercise we would've done in Basic Weight Training, just to keep up with it.

Becky is going to come down in a bit and we're going to have a Harry Potter movie marathon. :D

Anywho, I'll end this novel-long blog post. :P

 
 
....and it is the worst/hardest/stupidest/wasteofmytime class I've ever taken. I want to take my pencil and stab myself in the eye. Except I'm not holding my pencil. In fact, I'm not studying at all at the moment. I'm procrastinating by writing this blog post.

I'm going to fail.

It is currently 1:38 AM. I have to get up in 4 hours and 52 minutes. I have two more finals tomorrow (well, technically today) and they're going to be my hardest. One of them is Physics (ahhhhljkhlhfkgd), and one is AP English. You can't really study much for English, sooo I'm studying for Physics. Well... sorta.

I must be some sick, masochistic person for taking Physics again next semester; it's going to turn out just like this semester: I'm going to work my butt off and be borderline A, then I'm going to get a B on my final and a B in the class. Which is no bueno. Say goodbye to top ten. And my 4.0 GPA. Wooohooo.

I absolutely hate the subject, but I really enjoy the people in my class. I have like 20 friends in there (yeah, it's pretty ridiculous) that I have no other classes with (including Andrew), so if I drop it, I don't get to see those 20something friends. I like them. I want to see them. Plus I'd have to find another science class to take that isn't two semesters long and I'd have to get my schedule all changed and I'd, in the end, be pretty unhappy with however my schedule got changed. It's a lose/lose situation.

Now I'm just rambling. And complaining a lot.

Note to all of you: unless you are a freak genius and are in love with math and science, never take physics. Then again, I hate math and science. Either way, don't say I didn't warn you! (Watch, you're going to take it and think it's the easiest subject and I'll feel all stupid. Man.)

Either this all nighter is going to result in me doing really well on the final or I'm going to crash and burn and fall asleep and fail. I'm hoping for the former. I'll update you guys when I find out? Hopefully soon? Ahhhh!
 
 
For a whole semester, I have been considered a junior, an upperclassmen at my high school, but really, I haven't felt like it too much. I mean, people before me have always talked about how great it is to be a junior and senior, not having to deal with freshman, etc, etc. Until recently, I hadn't felt like that.

This year I've been taking a lot more challenging classes, so only juniors and seniors are allowed to take them, which I recently realized, is a wonderful, wonderful thing. I hadn't realized how much I enjoyed not having freshman in my classes.

I'm currently taking a class, Personal Finance, that everyone is required to take to graduate. It is such a pain in the butt. The teacher is terrible, the other students are terrible. It's just terrible terrible terrible. I mean, some of the people in there can't do the simple math. (Ex: Bob works 5 hours a week. He make $7.25 an hour. How much does he make in a week?) I just don't understand how you can't figure out how to solve that! I realized lately that most of the students in there are freshman. They're just so frustrating.

Now don't get me wrong, not all of the freshman are terrible. There were quite a few freshman girls on the tennis team this year that I really liked and became friends with. So, I think it's just safe to say that most of the freshman are just... freshman.

Anyways, I think I'm rambling and losing the point I was trying to originally make. I really like not having class with freshman. And I'm finally feeling like an upperclassmen.

Another reason I've been feeling my upperclassmen-ness is I got my class ring! (YAY! :D)
Class ring! :D
I'm not sure if all schools do this, but we had a ring ceremony and they made it into a pretty big deal. Unfortunately, I wasn't able to attend the ceremony because I was sick. Either way, I'm really happy with it! The green stone (I don't even remember the name of it, gees-a-lou!) isn't my birth stone, I just picked it because I thought it was pretty. :)
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On one side of my ring, I had the tennis symbol, as I have played on the girl's tennis team the last two years and I plan on again next year. Plus, it's something I really love to do, and when I look back on my high school years, I'll remember tennis and all the memories I had on the team. <3 I also had my name on this side.
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On this side I had the music symbol, as music has always been a big part of my life. I've taken piano lessons for the last five years and my freshman and sophomore year, I was in choir (though I'm currently not now, which is a long rant for some other post). When I was little, I was part of the musicals at my church and performed in the different children choirs. I'm still participating in the youth choir.
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Lastly, I had my name engraved on the inside of the ring in all fancy lookin' letters. :)

I was really nervous if it would fit; I didn't want to have to give it back so they could resize it and then have to wait for it again. Luckily, it fit perfectly! The only thing I'm a little peeved about is that on the side of the ring, (you can't see it in any pictures) there is the black streak and it won't come off. I tried to rub it off, but to no avail. Andrew said it might need to be shined or something. I'm not really sure. I'm going to have to call the company and see what they say. I mean, I spent a good deal of money on this ring, so they should do their part right?

Anywho, on to sitely stuff. If you hadn't noticed, I added a visitor page! Whaatttt! I know, right? It's not really much because I'm like, graphic-ly challenged, but I added some recipes like I said I would, and I've added a book review.

School is almost out for break! Woot! I've got finals all next week to take, so this current week just seems to be dragging. I just was to take them and be done for the semester. Besides, I've been needing a break. Just some time to myself, or to spend with family and friends.

Good luck to everyone else with their finals/exams!
 
 
This weekend, I was completely and utterly swamped by homework. On Saturday, I spent a total of seven hours on homework, and on Sunday, I spent five. Never in my life have I had so much homework to do.

Most of it was for my AP English class. We're currently reading the Scarlet Letter and we are required to write post-its. So, I had gotten behind on my reading and post-it-ing, which I'll admit was my fault, so I had to go back over the last 8 chapters or so and do that. Then I had pre-calculus and physics, and then social studies, and it just went on and on.

Sunday, I worked some more on my physics and then had some friends from AP English come over so we could work on our project in there. And that took forever and a day. They didn't leave 'til late, around 10ish, and by then all I wanted to do was sleep.

Sooo, I didn't work on my nano hardly at all, so I've got a bit of catching up to do tonight. Thankfully, I don't have hardly any homework.

As a side note: I hate bugs. And when they fly and attack the light in my room I tend to run to get my dad to come kill it. What I hate is when it's not there anymore, which means, it is somewhere else in my room, lurking, and waiting to pounce on me when I least expect it. Curse you bug, curse you.