School.....

Math is annoying. Recalling bio is painful. Chemistry is nearing a level of mad hatterness that I wouldn't wish on anyone. English is a lot of work. Ski season eats up my time. I can't play my instrument and I have two performances coming up. iPod battery is low. Grrrrrrrrr. Fugly to the nth degree

riding a wave of exhaustion

Bread + Soda + ......? lockers;)

Okay so stealing food definitely sounds like raping lockers. Methinks NO, with annoying decisiveness. Anyway because the college search is under way and out of sheer boredom Princeton review happens to think, that I could easily get into Dartmouth (in a million years and if the admissions ppl were stoned...then yeah) I was going to look at colleges on line with a friend because I'm stuck after school. At school stealing food from lockers is normal, and for some reason she though I said 'rape lockers'. We googled it for fun and found some kinky disgusting stuff. I'm surprised that the school comps didn't block it. So, back to stealing food=) I found a loaf of really yummy bread in a kid's lockers, we shamelessly ate the top off of it. Then I got some root beer and after watching Jane Eyre last night I'm hopping! No joke. Also, need to do something more interesting during lunch, comp class, or during study halls go to www.iloveim.com it's so nice and bypasses all of the stupid things schools have to prevent us form chatting with people=)

 

peace out and no to global warming

an ode to my pine tree
such a grand old dame or squire of a treetall and regal up in the skythen you fell todaywith a thump and a thudbrought back to gravityand the earthso sadso farewellpine treemy ode is done

Ah.......so much stuff

Well let's see  I went to an amazing field show, and I was mightily impressed by my old band=( I miss them still so much, and I saw some bands that if I still marched  Iwould definitely bow down to complete with boxes of kudos bars! Then, there was a stand that sold really good fries, so I went to eat some and then some other band people did and I got to carry them out to the bus for them b/c no one returned to the stands, so I was the packhorse with back packs and three containers of fries, a rather interesting predicament. Anyway they certainly looked gross afterwards and a couple people stepped on them so it was all for naught. Little is going on in life, my research paper is six pages long (rough d) and I'll be typing up two more pages tonight, then the conclusion and all of that fun stuff tomorrow. Sooooooooooo i need to still make it look pretty=( but well later, probably partying on Saturday (the clean type, i'm fairly stringent about being straight edge)

so later

peace out

Doorknobs are fascinating....?

Well I'm tired what's new people, not much following that line of thought.

Anyway thought people might appreciate a little side note of sarcasm and humour, doorknobs.

A doorknob is a code word for gay, you may be thinking you crazy duck how did this come about? But to start off with I have nothing against gay people, I absolutely love them I'm friends with quite a few of them. But anywho I have a friend who uses the word a lot, and I have a friend who flips out over any semi-derrogatory or even slightly derrogatory comments (ahhhhhh... i'm becoming repetitive first sign of insanity!) so we created doorknob and now it's come to symbolize so many things, normal interesting things not just the word is was designed to replace. Well later and peace to the world.

booooooooooredom
I'm here until 7/8in the pm what fun, but hey free pizza and klondike bars!=) *gasp*

the answer is blowing in the wind.......

I've had my share of the blues lately. Mainly over music, the person here is shall I say 'insane' and kind of odd. I'm surviving in French, totally bombed a quiz this morning, but then the rest of the class did to, so it's nothing unusual. Nothing of much interest to report to people, but here are a few things.............. I've got an eight page term paper due oct 23. I have a college fair next tues=), then a flute lesson, some music somewhere else, music apres l'ecole, et a movie in english to inspire a catcher in the rye paper/idea! The obviously keeping my grades up, holly mooly so much chem work and english and yada yada, but ttgoshness no french tomorrow! Yippee=)

 

peace out mes amis

Parce-que..........is incomplete,eh taisez-toi!
Mood:  hug me

Hello mes amis, you crazy people and you proper conservative perfect grade friends, I'm writing this blog for fun and so people can keep track of me. Basically like stalking over the net, but not really as creepy because  I created it! Whoo to the powers that be=) In this blog I will not be using my real name, so I'm going to call myself Zola, mainly b/c it's my last name in le classe de francais quatre. Another reason, is that I suspect my Dad may be rifling through my history on the computer and wondering what it is that I'm doing and checking it out. I personally do not want him tracing anything that I write, so I'll stick to writing this in school or at the Library. I'm so not a rebl, more likely a paranoid kid who has some severe wondering issues about les parents. Anyway to begin with a boring drum roll,

I'm at this wonderful school now. I'm switching around letters a lot so bear with me, I'm going to call it SZB. The workload is quite hard, English is tough, and the Chem goes very fast. The teachers make you feel good about yourself and are always willing to help, in French I'm the class idiot. There are only two other kids in them with me which is lucky for me. Alpine is going to be kick ass, and I need to start doing some dry land training (ewwwwww. I'm sooooooo out of shape). The people are nice it's like I've known them for a while which kind of freaks me out!Anyway, I won't write anything else I'm tired and it's a Friday let a teen get some rest;0)