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mwestbelle) wrote2007-04-21 09:21 am
mwestbelle) wrote2007-04-21 09:21 am
A Semi-Eventful Week
I haven't really felt the urge to post (or had the time...Hell Week is next week for Music Man, so I won't be on at ALL, and will have much f-backlog.) It's been kind of a ho-hum/crap week. First I was struck with the mind-numbing terror of stress (Spanish exam! English exam (Actual Quote: "This is the part everyone fails.")! Spanish play must be memorized by tomorrow! And btw, the AP exams are TWO WEEKS AWAY.) But that kind of calmed down and went away (well, not the AP part), what with me dominating the Spanish exam, (hopefully) not totally choking on the English one, and doing quite well on my role in Spanish.
Then my sister was named a student of the month in our community AND won first place in an essay contest AND found out that she got two perfect scores on her standardized testing. I love my sister. I'm happy for her success. Shpff. Like hell. I *am* genuinely happy that my lil' JuJu is doing well. As my mom says "She's not *your* competition." Once again: like HELL. She is always winning crap! I have *never* been student of the month in the fucking high school! I work so freaking hard on everything, and she just WINS STUFF. I hate it. I really really do. And half the stuff she gets, I should have gotten. I'm not saying that in a creepy way, it's just true. For example: we both took the ACT when we were in seventh grade. We got exactly the same score. SHE gets a certificate and all sorts of crap from the "talented youth" people. I got nothing. WTF?? Rrrrgh. I guess a lot of this is stress about performing well for APs and college, and the fact that she's excelling (which, honestly, so am I, but that's not the point) is bugging me. I guess I think this is my star-time, and I should be the center of attention for MY awesomeness. I mean, come on. I dominated my ACT. I got the maximum amout of financial aid that my college of choice offers. I'm pulling straight A's with two AP classes. Acknowledge me! >.< So, in conclusion to this rant: I am a selfish pig.
But with all this crapness going on...yesterday, in the computer lab I was researching the background info for my novel (Their Eyes were Watching God...I just read The Awakening), and my english teacher (a) handed back my analysis of my own poem with "40/40 There is nothing more to say" written on it and (b) thanked me. She thanked me. For taking everything seriously, and being a great student, and she told me that she really enjoys reading my writing. And that...that just made everything okay.
Also: I finished American Psycho (the worst bit for me was the rat), thus ending the ODDEST combination of books in the universe: at the same time as American Psycho I was reading...Dave Barry's Boogers are my Beat. Yeah. It couldn't be weirder if I TRIED. But now I'll get back to Dearly Devoted Dexter, which I've read before but LOVE, so I'm reading it again (Read it. It pwns.) and I have a couple more books from the library, I think. And!! I got Rocky Horror on my iPod, so things are groovy. Well, off to the Brat Fry.
Then my sister was named a student of the month in our community AND won first place in an essay contest AND found out that she got two perfect scores on her standardized testing. I love my sister. I'm happy for her success. Shpff. Like hell. I *am* genuinely happy that my lil' JuJu is doing well. As my mom says "She's not *your* competition." Once again: like HELL. She is always winning crap! I have *never* been student of the month in the fucking high school! I work so freaking hard on everything, and she just WINS STUFF. I hate it. I really really do. And half the stuff she gets, I should have gotten. I'm not saying that in a creepy way, it's just true. For example: we both took the ACT when we were in seventh grade. We got exactly the same score. SHE gets a certificate and all sorts of crap from the "talented youth" people. I got nothing. WTF?? Rrrrgh. I guess a lot of this is stress about performing well for APs and college, and the fact that she's excelling (which, honestly, so am I, but that's not the point) is bugging me. I guess I think this is my star-time, and I should be the center of attention for MY awesomeness. I mean, come on. I dominated my ACT. I got the maximum amout of financial aid that my college of choice offers. I'm pulling straight A's with two AP classes. Acknowledge me! >.< So, in conclusion to this rant: I am a selfish pig.
But with all this crapness going on...yesterday, in the computer lab I was researching the background info for my novel (Their Eyes were Watching God...I just read The Awakening), and my english teacher (a) handed back my analysis of my own poem with "40/40 There is nothing more to say" written on it and (b) thanked me. She thanked me. For taking everything seriously, and being a great student, and she told me that she really enjoys reading my writing. And that...that just made everything okay.
Also: I finished American Psycho (the worst bit for me was the rat), thus ending the ODDEST combination of books in the universe: at the same time as American Psycho I was reading...Dave Barry's Boogers are my Beat. Yeah. It couldn't be weirder if I TRIED. But now I'll get back to Dearly Devoted Dexter, which I've read before but LOVE, so I'm reading it again (Read it. It pwns.) and I have a couple more books from the library, I think. And!! I got Rocky Horror on my iPod, so things are groovy. Well, off to the Brat Fry.
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Lauren is just...a joke.
Well, I feel your pain babe. On the bright side: GOT A PHONE NUMBER FROM A REALLY HOT INDIAN/PERSIAN/PAKISTANI/SOMETHING ELSE GUY!!!!!! SCORE!!!!