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Lately, it's been making me feel like I'm not entitled to a life outside of school. I have slacked majorly on homework because there is just so much of it! I would like to have the opportunity to visit with friends, see movies, and do things online. My dad doesn't bring his job home on most days. I bring home 2+ hours of homework a night!
To be fair, it is partially my fault. I didn't do everything I should have this summer. Whatever. It shouldn't be this...demanding. I never hated school before, but now I can't stand it. I relish those moments when I can stop caring and just joke with friends lightheartedly, even if it is meaningless. I revel in the times I just stare at boys. I absolutely love when I'm carelessly browsing the internet.
I'm not exactly happy by default these days. So having three advanced/honors classes and one gym class makes me sour all the time. Sure, I love my three advanced teachers (seriously, luckiest teacher draw possible! Except PE...), but they are all really demanding. Well, except Alg/Trig. That is by far my easiest advanced class right now. Week two, and it is still review. We started new stuff in English from day one and in History by day two or three. Math does always just...come to me. I get it. History is memorization. English is the repetitive application of basic mechanics to multiple sources.
History and English suck. I have to read Shabanu: Daughter of the Wind, Catch 22 (I want to read this one; luckily it was an option), and Isaac Newton: The Last Sorcerer. The last two have a report due with them. English is Catch 22, a book report done by notecards (~35 5x8 in. ones), due the second week of October. History is Isaac Newton, 2,000 word paper due in ten weeks (was going to be four, but the school library is closed. Score! haha).
At home, I am taking extra care of my dog. He recently went to the vet for his scheduled checkup. He had been getting red spots on his paws, chest, and head about a week before the appointment. It turns out it is just allergies, but he has to take three pills a day and be shampooed twice a week with a special conditioner. Plus, he's an outside dog (very hyper beagle). Since the cat is my sister's chore, this is mine. Cat: Give food, give water, scoop poo. Dog: Feed, make him take pills, shampoo, give clean water often. Lucky her.
Socially, everyone is pretty dead right now. Most are looking forward to my birthday party. Woo! I've had a high-school-style party (music and an area to hang out with food and drinks) every year since 7th grade, I think. I've been complimented quite a bit that my party is people's favorite one without alcohol or drugs. I'll take it.  I think people like it because my yard is unique in that people can be separate and clique-y while still being able to move around and mingle. Plus, I don't force a theme or plan of action. I provide drinks and chips, a cookie cake, a place to be, and speakers. My friend Slaw provides music she knows will be crowd-pleasers. Happiness ensues.
But that's over a whole month away. Will I survive my classes that long?
I'm getting bored of a lot of my common hang-outs on the internet. I frequent an IRC channel that has almost completely changed from when I started it. Only about five or six of the original ~15 are still there. And the current common number of people there is ~35 at peak times. Blah. Youtubers are either infrequent because of school/college or changing because they are getting popular. Yay raocow for staying the same. 
On Facebook I am slowly becoming addicted to Mafia Wars. It's fun, yo.
Hm. I haven't been able to write a good short story in a while.  Or even poetry.
At least one awesome thing is in my life: Slaw. Coming out to her was the best decision of my life. She's pretty fucking awesome. I love her. Sadly, I feel like I'm clinging to her a bit too much. I have another "best friend", Jonny. But I don't think he is my best friend as much as I am his. Guilt.
Oh. That girl that may or may not have a crush on me who lacks the essential penis! She is becoming more annoying by the second. "Be a dear and help me with this homework." I swear that's the thing I hear most from her! We barely talk about anything non-homework-related. If I am available on whatever she is talking to me on, I am ESCAPING homework. So shut up and go away. I thought at one point that I might like her if I was straight. Now I know such is not the case.
But she makes me feel bad because she isn't sociable. Like, I am one of her two best friends. Definitely the one she sees the most. And she isn't the type that gets on better without friends; I can see she needs people to talk to all the time. However, she needs to take a class on how to be a good friend! Her constant state is asshole-ish. Gah.
Apparently, "More" means everything else on my brain. Sorry for the rambling entry. Hahaha. (Forgive grammar and such.)end. | | |
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