Because you know we understand, and we care. It's one of the nicest things about Never Forgotten. :)

And it's anonymous.

OH YEAH!
WOOT WOOT!
*victory dance*
I JUST GOT A WHOPPING 110% ON MY GEOMETRY TEST! OH YEAH!
Sorry. Couldn't help but express my joy.

One of my favorite subjects! Congratulations!!! :D

Thank you!

Nice!

Well, you know how occasionally you do somehting, and someone else tells you it's useless... and then later o nit turns out that it's really useful, so you can whip it out and yell, HA!

Well ,tat happened today. I was doing my math take-home quiz... and one of the problems was to derive the equation of an elipse into ax^2+bxy+cy^2+dx+ey+f=0 given the foci and the distance sum. Well, last year, i had to do the same thing, excpet we actually got numbers for it. Well, silly me, I forgot the numebrs and had to do it totally with variables. So insyetad of sweating it, I cn just yank out my notes and yell HA!

In your face, people! My stupidity pays off!

The ultimate gloating time -- my stupidity paid off.

i scored 124/120 on my english essay
boosted my sinking grade of d+ to an amazing normal a-
I was so happy cause everyone around me got zeros
she used up an entire brand new pen on just our class writing all over our essays
mine had 2 sentences :D
i can't even express my joy

Good job!
For me, I get the purest joy from doing well at school.

I get the purest joy from kicking everyone else's butt grade-wise. it's so very very much fun...

It's even more fun when i'm actualyl a year younger than most poeple in my grade.

The real fun comes later, when better grades lead to a better job, and all the people who were mean to you in high school need you to sign their paychecks. :D

Yeah, now that's what I'm REALLY looking forward to!!! 8-) 8D I can't wait!!!

Well, that's why I laugh when poeple spend all their time preening themselves at school. becuase I'll never ahev to work for them!

He who laughs last laughs best.
Or was it loudest?
I've forgotten.
But that doesn't really matter.

Anyways, my hand hurts so badly from writing three pages, nonstop, of very small, very neat print.
My hand is still sort of stuck in the pen-holding shape.

My school is closed today due to a shotting that was reported yesterday night
but im thinking it was just prank some kid pulled to not have to go to school


but schools have to take this stuff seriously now just in case and since where I live theres been quite alot of shottings I don't blame them

but meh I still think its a prank but safe then sorry I guess

Time for another one of my "Whiny Baby" stories. Come down by the fireplace, drink some hot chocolate, and listen to my really dumb story.

OK, it happened Friday (10/06/06). Jade went on the computer since her "boyfriend" Andrew lets her on his account. She was going to Pajama Sam 2, but the game froze up on her. She blew her stack (yet again) and started full-out sobbing. She hid under her desk. We managed to fix it, but she doesn't believe us.

Later, a teacher (not my para who takes me and her to class) came up and got me and Jade. Jade refused to go, but I went. I was with the teacher by myself for a little while but then Jade came down. She was still in her mood. We told tell her what we like, and I did. Jade was angry and really didn't say much.

When the teacher told her that we weren't going to play games, she snapped and said, "THAT'S IT!" grabbed her lunch, and said in a nasty tone with the lady who took me downstairs, "I'M GOING BACK UP! I WANT TO HAVE FUN!!" Of course the lady told her calmly, "Please Jade. Don't yell." Jade sulked. I told the lady: "Don't worry about Jade. She's like this often."

I know the thing I said was mean, but I don't give a flaming piece of crap. I was proud to say that. I wanted to show the lady she was often rude. Jade gasped like a drama queen and said: "I can't believe you said that! THANKS ALOT, ELENA!!".

I simply answed in a calm voice,"You're welcome."

Normally an adult would be suprised that I said that so calmly, but the lady chuckled a little bit. Jade let out a "Hmmp!" and turned her back on us. The lady told Jade she was going to tell Mr. Smith about this, bit Jade said "THAT'S IT!" again and tried to leave the room. But she didn't. I told the lady, "Me and Jade are like Diet Coke and Mentos; We don't mix." She laughed so hard at that, and then I told her some tips on how to survive with Jade for the whole year. She laughed at that too.

After that, we all went up to class. The lady said that I was nice and a "class-A comedian". Jade still carried on after lunch and into Science and Math.

Oh, and, Elena's my real name for people who didn't know.

I apologise for bypassing a lot of other people's stories, I will go back and read them. :) But basically life at school is busy busy busy for me at the moment. I've got essays coming out of my ears and coursework to do as well - then exams in January, loads of revision and more exams in June/July. After that though I've finished with school. :) I may be going to an art college somewhere (maybe) but I really don't know. Or I might take a gap year and travel the world. I really don't know. :/

Yeah teachers are getting annoying and keep trying to get me to go to this university and that university and I'm not doing so well in environmental science and some boys keep being idiots and think they're so clever and all the usual stuff that happens at my school.

But we do have a new family of ducks! Usually our ducklings get eaten so it's very rare for us to have whole family survive. They're not fully-grown yet, but they're almost there. I just hope the idiots at my school treat the with respect. >:(

So yeah, sorry if I haven't been around that much lately!

Nice story, Nyo.
Hmmm...and I thought some of the kids at my old school needed help...I guess I was wrong.

Sleep deprivation -- it does things to you.

Yes, there is many problems with Jade. I can't stand her, and it sucks so bad that I'm going to be stuck with her next year.

At least the hot chocolate I made for people who read the story I posted didn't suck. *sips some of it*

yes, it was good virtual hot chocolate.
Well, I'm in the same boat for shcoolwork, and I'm taking a weekend course at Tyler (part of Temple University) for Flash animation! So there goes my sunday.

I grouped up with four other people and made pancakes as our project in Health Class. Mmm, what a tasty project it was...

I think my Honors Science class is going to hold a rebellion against my teacher. The entire class is irritated because

1. They got their tests back from yesterday, and everyone (except three of us, including me) failed.
2. She taught us how to make a bomb last week, but it had absolutely nothing to do with what we were learning.

I think it's somewhat stupid, but I'll keep my mouth shut because it's none of my business.

Oh, and one of my friends passed out today during French. She was chewing gum, and she bit her tongue- she actually broke a nerve, and was knocked out for five minutes. She came back in time for Science, and since she sits in front of me, she kept twisting her tongue in these weird shapes to show us the bulging cut from the side of it. Ewwww...

And the entire school is actually excited about the play, since we're doing High School Musical (I'm Kelci). We're having fun backstage...
-Marty 8-)

Haha, sounds like the guy I had for chemistry. He loved to do demonstrations once every week or so, and most of them produced a lot of smoke and occasionally a fire. He did most of them in the parking lot, fortunately. He was a fine teacher and a really great guy, too, but he was a little nuts. He definitely had the class's attention, though! :)

My chem. teacher was evil. He made fun of all of the cheerleaders (thats really just funny) and when you went to sleep in there, he would slam a metal rod on your desk.

Ah, that sounds like my biology teacher. He walks around when you're working and whacks your books and somtimes your head with a three foot stick, even on test days.

And then my band teacher in middle school would rip off the metal bars on the bottoms of those foldable blue/gray/green metal chairs we sat in and use them instead of a baton. But rather than just waving them around, he would actually hit his podium. He hit is so much a hole actually formed.

Good times.

And this is tolerated? I'd retaliate without a second thought. >:(

He's in control of our grades...
We must beware.

Wow. That's pretty scary. Glad you're all right.

I was called to the desk by my teacher after all the students were gone concerning my division paragraph I had written on my favorite book. I started to panic because I thought I did something to really mess it up, and I guess she noticed this because when I came up to her, she said "Okay, you don't need to be scared of me. Just take a deep breath, and do whatever you need to do to settle down." And I was all like, "Um, kay..." Then she says "Your paragraph was so well-written and thought out. I tried to look for a mistake in there anywhere, but I couldn't find one!" You CANNOT imagine how stunned I was... It just totally made the rest of my day. Now, I'm on top of the world.

Congrats SkittleMonkey!

I actually have two things to write. Okay this is really cool I think. There is this kid, he's not very tall, kind of a puney little thing, and he looks just...like...Mac! My god, the hair and everything is...it's just like Mac's! He rides my bus home by the way. It's so weird, him looking that much like Mac. Kinda freaky.
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Yesterday in Studyhall, I was sitting at this table with two boys, one sat across from me and the other boy, Michael, sat three or four chairs down from me. The boy across from me looks at Micheal and asks, "What do you wanna be when you grow up?", and Micheal says he wants to be something having to do with animating cartoons and stuff. Then the boy looks at me and asks me what I want to be. So I tell both the boy and Micheal that I too want to be a cartoonist. After that Micheal got out his notebook. A few minutes later, he slid the notebook over toward me, and it was a picture of a dragon, and on the paper was wrote "Dragon of the Abyss". It was a really impressive picture by the way. So I took out a picture I drew not to long ago of a few skeletons. Micheal pointed at the one he liked the most, by coinsidense already happened to be my favorite skeleton as well. Then after he gave my picture back he drew me more pictures of dragons.
It was quite flattering.
I don't know if he likes me or not. I do know that in every class we're in I see him outta the corner of my eye, looking at me more than his textbook. Then, when I look back at him he looks the other way.

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.