Huh, that's funny.

Well ,Mt friend was spewing the usual cheese quotes today in the library and three of my otehr friends responded. It was really awesome.

And, I got a 40 problem take-home test in calc today. I turned in an 18-problem one yesterday that i spent eight hours striaght doing which culminated untuil staying up untill 3 in the morning to do, on my brithday. well, 3 i nthe mrnindg was fter the birthday.

i got to play in the pit for our musical for the first time today and I'm way excited
I have to march in band tomorrow in 30 degree weather or less:P

Lol. My day was fun.

I drew Cheese holding a gun (he wasn't aiming it at anything, he was just holding one) and it said "I LIKE GUUUNNNSSS!!!" on the top, written in purple Crayola marker.

I showed it to Whiny Baby (I think some of you know who she is) and the convo went like this:

Whiny Baby: CHEESE HATES GUNS.

Me: How do you know?

Whiny Baby: WELL, I never saw walking into Foster's with a gun!

Me: Just because we never saw him with one dosen't mean he hates them.

Whiny Baby: Why do you make violent pictures?! Like last year, you drew a girl with her head cut off by Bloo, and he was holding a bloody chainsaw!

Me: I'm being creative.

Whiny Baby: Yeah, with violence.

Me: Then I have violent creativity. Everybody has different tastes in drawings. I think it's best if we stay out of each other's way. Do what you want, I do what I want.

Whiny Baby: Oh nevermind!!
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She's a fun-sucker.

And yes I did draw that "Bloo with a chainsaw picture" last year, but it got ripped up and I had to throw it out. I'll try to upload my "I LIKE GUUUUNNNSSS!!!" picture soon.

This thread is... oh I hate to use this word, I've already used it five times today... well this thread is amazing. XD It's so fun to read other people's school stories.

My school year so far has been, without a doubt, the best yet. It's like it's making up for all the little stupid things I had to put up with in eighth and ninth grade.

Academically I'm doing great. All through middle school I slipped by with d's and the occasional f, and this year I'm getting five A's, two b's and one C. I never thought a C would be my worst grade, it's usually my best. 8D

And then socially? I'm even better there. I've never been so outgoing or confident before. I'm always around my friends, we're always up to something. I'm even going out with someone... they were my best friend all of last year, so we were like "hey why not." It's been almost a month now, I've never been so happy.

Ah... Well, besides my evil Science teacher, I'm having a good freshman year. Well, no one hates me yet.

My French teacher rocks. I can't explain it- she just does.

"It's hot in Topeka" has been written on the board everyday.

Thanks to moi.

My English teacher rocks, and my name is "Pepper" in that class because of our homework the second day of school- ramble on about something you like. So I made up a six page report on the history of Dr Pepper. Ha. And the girl in front of me had a paragraph about soccer. I win so much.

Band is band. I am now known as the girl who gets hyper when given chocolate. I scream "CHOCOLATE-CHOCOLATE-CHOCOLATE-CHOCOLATE!!!" It's funny. And we won last night, so I lead a chorus of "We are the Champions" on the bus.

Chorus rocks.

The play rocks.

High School rocks.

Except for the part where although no one hates me, I only have one or two real friends.

That sucks.

-Marty :goo:

The other day at shool, I forgot what the conversation was, but I told a friend of mine that I was mixed, and telling them that my dad was black. Well, they ask me if my mom's white.
Okay, if you say your mixed, you say your dad's black, then why ask if your mom's white, when you've already stated that you're mixed-adding that your dad's black?
I don't get some people. Kinda funny though! But really...

She could be asian.

Yeah. When someone tells an Asian person they're mixed, they don't take it as you're half white and half African-American. Asians tend to marry someone of their own ethnicity, so for them, being mixed could be anything. Irish/Chinese, White/Japanese, Something/Something, some other combination, or even Asian/Asian like Indonesian/Korean would be mixed.
And no, you can't call me racist because I'm Asian.

I think any time you tell someone that you're mixed they're goign to assume one of the races is theirs. kinda automatic. I could be wrong.

We had a lab day in my biology class. It was basically about measuring and weighing things.
There are three people in my lab group.
One of my partners went to get the graduated cylinder while I went to get the triple-beam balance. We both returned to our table and found our third lab partner sitting there trying to pry a rubber stopper out of a 50 mL beaker. We turn our back for five seconds and she messes something up.
But we did eventually get the stopper out.