Get it Straight

Today started off alright. I'm still worried about that B+ in geometry, though. I hope that after she adds everything up, I'll at least get a 90.99% which will eventually round up to 91% and get me an A-. Today, we got to see how we did on that Chapter 3 test. I did pretty well.. my teacher told me to keep up the good work. I got a 45/51, that's like a B. She counted off some points because I didn't label the figure all the way. BAH. At least, I did better than most people. 1st Quarter grades are coming up soon ! I'm worried. I was told that in an Honors class, a B is equivalent to an A in a regular class. So if I got all B's in all of my classes, I'd still get a 4.0. But I want to aim for that 5.0. ;]

(12 hours later - overexaggerated)

So like, there's been a lot on my mind lately. I feel like writing a post about them, but I keep putting off homework so I don't get the chance to. I wish I was more organized. Really.

I just reminded myself about SB's letter..

&that just reminded me of the letter I still have yet to make for Perla. I hope she comes back..

Hear me grunt.... I mean, roar.

Yesterday, we just turned in our project for goemtry. Today, we received another project. It's just project after project after project. It's stressful.. I'm tired of procrastinating. Seriously. Haha. To be honest, projects seem fun though. Some anyway.

M'kay.. on with the concept of this post. (:

I ran the mile today! Woohoo! I have P.E. first period. It's not as bad as it sounds, haha. The advantage of the cool weather is great, except I'm not sure how it'll be once Winter comes in. About that mile. I'm proud of what I accomplished. My P.E. teacher made the girls do the mile first, because the boys went first the previous time. Off we went around the track, and it amazes me how much stamina I have. The passing time for girls when running the mile is 11 minutes, and over all I ran it in 9 minutes and 42 seconds. Oh yes. My teacher said I was doing incredibly well. (:

In Spanish class, it was our cultural day. Everyone had to bring something to eat or drink, something from their culture. If you didn't, you wouldn't get credit for the day. My mom made turons, 50 of them. By the end of 2nd period, only 12 were left. Good thing it was Nutrition Break, my friends ate it all. Haha. Thank you, friends<3 style="font-style: italic;">The Cask of Amontillado by Edgar Allan Poe. The setting dates back in the 1700s, so the language was odd at first but we eventually went into depth. The story was odd, I wish it had more detail though. It had a sad ending. You should read it. ..No, not really. Haha.

ASB class. Today, everyone had to bring pictures for ASB passes (?) but no one gave Allyson a picture yet, so she changed the due date to Tuesday. I was freaking out first period because I forgot the picture, haha. "By any odd reason, would you have a picture of me right now?" I asked a couple of people that, hoping that they would. They didn't. Haha. What good picture is there to put on an ID? Bleh.

Today there was a Keyclub meeting during lunch. We have one every Friday. It turns out we're not going to the Fall Rally, after all. Darn. I guess I'll settle for Homecoming then? Fall Rally and Homecoming were on the same day. Saturday. I'm not sure if I can even go to Homecoming. I don't have many dresses. Ah, well.

I want to improve my grade in geometry. Currently, I have a B+. Why?! My percentage is between 88%-89% in that class.. I want at least an A-. Good thing I got an A on the Construction Book project. I didn't like that poetry project... basically everyone got a 75/100. What the heck, maan? At the least, I'm not the only one who got that grade. Today, we changed seats. I like it so far.. we actually get our work done faster. Sal's pretty cool. He's in my English class, too. Today, I also found out that his full name was Salvador. Hahah. asdjlk. I have to read about our new project.. the good thing about it is that it's a group project. I will not procrastinate! Procrastination BAD!

As for science, I really need to keep up with my reading logs. I'm always behind.. I never really have time for them. The movie we watched today Fatman and Little Boy was gross. This one scientist came too close to this nuclear thing... and he was ... ahhhh.. I can't think of the right word. OH WAIT. Exposed. And he was exposed to too much radiation. There we go. Haha. One week later, the insides of his body were melting. He had so much radiation in him that the clock near him was glowing. His hand was swollen, because he touched the nuclear.. thing. I wish my vocabulary terms were better. The movie was interesting, I felt bad about what happened to the guy though..

I bought a fruity pop from the vending machines today. Mango flavor, yum. I came home at the same time my dad did. I tried telling him something, but he didn't mind it. So it was like whatever.. I hate how he sometimes puts us on mute, as if we aren't speaking to him. Like wtf, do we not exist or something? Later on though, I got to tell him what I wanted to say. I just wanted to share about the mile run this morning. The reaction I got was way off from what I expected. No "Good job, anak" or "That's good." Wake up at 5 tomorrow morning, and we'll run around. Okay?" WOAH, there. Why? " Did you just want to challenge me?" "No, I haven't gone running in a while. Do you think can do that? Wake up at 5?" "Uhm... I don't know." Sheeee**t, dude. This also brings up what happened yesterday. I showed him the RAIDER OF THE WEEK shirt I got from the office. He asks me why I got it. I tell him that one of my teachers nominated me to become a Raider of the week. He asks me what I'll benefit from it. I give him my opinion. (I forgot what I said). He asks me what my accomplishment was for getting this reward. I tell him my thoughts about it. Then he keeps asking me pointless questions.. so I just snapped. "Just tell me you're not proud, okay?" He was irritating me. It's like.. whatever I do, he's never satisfied. He's told me stories about how HE was number 1 at his school, about how he got 100 in mostly all of his tests/quizzes, about how all of his classmates wanted him to say the speeches, about how his teachers were impressed by his knowledge. Well.. I'm sorry I can't be like you, okay? Please stop belittling the things I've done in my life. Why don't you say Good job nowadays? I feel like mom's the only one that cares. She's the only one that notices, the only one who gives me a thumbs up and tells me to keep going. ..Wtf? Hxll no. I don't want to cry about this. I feel like I don't appreciate her enough. I've nearly lost her twice already.. and it's almost the end of the year. Please, God.. don't let this be the third time in a row that she'll be rushed to the hospital. I won't have Bubba's mom to cry on... asdjkl. I shouldn't be thinking about that. I wish I could say more, I feel like I haven't said enough. Now I can understand why my mom tells me that dad's the reason why she feels bad inside all of the time. But I can't get into that, it's too personal of a matter.

Look on the brighter side of things, sweety.. They just WANT to bring you down. Keep your head up high.
I miss Tuyen's comforting words.

Want to know what made my day? EJ's letter did. I loved his drawing on the bottom right, it was cute. (:
I printed it out so it could be with me, so that I'll be able to read it whenever. <3

Band & Today

Band: Just a few minutes ago, I came to another realization that I miss being in band again. I could join the band at CI.. but that's not the band I want. I want the band last year. I want my teacher to be Mr. Baughn. I want to be able to play in concerts with Mr. Baughn directing us. No one else but Mr. Baughn. 5 years being his student.. time went fast fo'shoo. I miss how he'd look out for me, not just as a teacher, but as a friend & a fellow believer in Christ; in other words, a brother, I guess you could say. But of course, he's still a teacher. The "Dress Code" inside joke.. I almost forgot about that. I never really thought I'd have an inside joke with a teacher. Lmao. But it's cool, he's an awesome teacher. He didn't care if cell phones were out, no one really took them out anyway. He didn't mind if we did homework during band class. How could you do your homework during band class? We just did it. Haha. If our section wasn't playing, we'd put our instruments down and work on it. He's awesome like that. & when he thinks we've done so much lately, he'd give us a break and let us watch a movie, do homework, etc. I miss his class. Disneyland. June 6th, 2008. Just 4 months ago. Just. But it feels like it was longer, like a year or something. I'll never forget that day. We left at like.. 7-ish in the morning for Disneyland, watching Napoleon Dynamite - only because Mr. Baughn likes that movie. We arrived there at around 9-ish, got together, exchanged numbers, got ourselves a locker to keep our things in, assigned meeting locations for when we had to meet at some point, and woosh! We were off on our own. I forgot how many rides we rode, probably 5 or 6. I wish it were more, but the lines were long. Especially, for Indiana Jones (but that was the last ride we went on) GAHH. I miss it. I soo miss it. I want to go back to Disneyland. I loved the fireworks. They were so mesmerizing. I wanted to take a video, or pictures of it.. but I didn't have my camera back then. Darn. That reminds me.. I haven't played my flute in so long.. I bet it'll sound horrible once I start playing it again. One weekend, soon, I'll play it again.

Today: I was happy today. My mornings are usually happy, I guess. (Hah, right.) But today was different, all sorts of things happened today. First off, Leanne was switched to 2nd period Spanish I, Ms. Barnett. Now she's in my class! But the down side to it, is that she has Ms. Barnett, haha. Ms. Barnett's weird.. I think she overdoes her enthusiasm when it comes to acting out the parts, and she doesn't have much control over her class. I dislike teachers like those; they don't have power(?) . But then again, I shouldn't expect that teaching over 100 students, 5 days a week is a piece of cake. So, today was RAP day (I hate that f#$%in s#*t - as April would say, haha) but my RAP class isn't that bad. I actually kind of like it. We played a game called "2 Truths, 1 Lie" (originated from "2 Truths, 2 Lies"). We each got a piece of paper, and Mr. Duran gave us about 5 minutes to write 2 truths about ourselves, and a lie. After we were done, we got with partners and exchanged papers, guessing which one was the lie. We exchanged about 5 partners during our RAP period, so we got to share with most people. My first partner was Anthony, I remember him way back in the 2nd grade. I hung out with him a lot. That was actually the time where I hung out with mostly guys instead of girls. Haha. Eventually, nutrition came and I met up with Kevin (the Senior pub). He asked me to be his Senior Buddy, because he wanted me to. That made me feel special, haha. I have a Senior Buddy now, yay! & of course, my FUSB, Nicole. Nice people like those make me love high school, it's just the homework and stress that make it agshljleasykd. But that's life. Then 3rd period came, and that was the height of my happiness for today. Remember how I kept ranting about how I'd love to have Ms. Adrian for my English teacher even if I'd regret making that decision because I'd be stressed with all the English homework she'd assign us? Well yeah, my prayer was answered. Today, during 3rd period, everyone in Mr. Terrazas' class was switched out and moved into a different English 1 Honors class. However, it wasn't Adrian, it was a different teacher. But that's okay, I can live with that because it's actually a real English class, with persuasive essays, novels, assignments from our Literature book that's basically like a dictionary. Yeah. My new English teacher is now Mr. Len, but he'll be gone by the end of the semester. He's an intern right now, taking place of Ms. Rousseau who just had a baby about 5 weeks ago. Mr. Len seems pretty cool, he's funny, and it seems like he means business with the work we'll be doing. You don't know how much I was smiling when Mr. Terrazas gave us the "bad news" of us transferring to a different class. Don't get me wrong, his class was cool.. but I wasn't sure I'd be learning much in his class. Hannah was like "Wtf?" because she'd seen me smiling like crazy because of the news. I really wanted to switch out that bad. I loved the thought about having a traditional English class now, but I might change my mind about actually liking the class because of the assignments that we'll be getting soon. Pretty soon. It didn't take long till school ended. I went to the ASB room to pick up my poster from the Renaissance rally. I wasn't sure what to do with it, but I decided to take it. Eventually, I gave it to Michael to hang it up in his room. Not sure he'll do it though, haha. That's basically what I wanted to share for today. Yay for English H1! [x

Renaissance Rally

Today was our school's second rally and it was pretty awesome. In the morning, Leanne and I were running around campus to give every teacher their tickets for admission to the rally. We don't even know our way around school yet! Actually we do, just not completely. Eventually we finished going teacher to teacher with the tickets. Whew! That was fun. Not. But I thought it was funny how each chance she got to see Vaugn was shot down. Poor Leanne. Afterwards, we went back to the gym and.. hmm.. what did we do after passing out the tickets? Wow, I don't remember anymore. OH. When we finished passing out the tickets, it was the time when the rally began so we went back to the gym. Screaming at people is tiring. "Freshmen take your seats!" "Scream! Be loud! Have spirit!" "Scoot all the way up! Make room for everyone else coming!" "Sit on the floor if you don't have room!" Yeah... haha. Jessie's comment: "Christine.. I rarely see this side of you." Who says I'm always quiet? Haha. When I have to do something, I do it. Uhm.. for the most part anyway. Freshmen do suck at screaming and yelling. Usually, classes battle when it comes to screaming and stuff. Mr.Z had to help us."Freshmen Rule! Freshmen Rule!" and "Seniors suck! Seniors suck!" It's fun when you scream, but I have a feeling I'll lose my voice soon. Oh well, haha. Kevin says he loves the Freshmen sidewall poster. Yay! I'm glad that the work of my friends were appreciated. Especially by me, because without them I wouldn't of have been able to do it. Random: I like to paint. I especially love how gloss paint makes paper.. well glossy. I hope my project for Ms. Romine's class gets me an A. I skipped like 4 problems in the assignment... I wonder what grade I have in her class. B? C? Gahh.. I hope it's at least an A-. We're getting grades soon. I should've done the extra credit. D#$%it. I really want to switch English classes. It doesn't even seem like an honors English class. I don't understand what we're suppose to do. My teacher doesn't write our assignments on the board, it sucks. That's the least he could do.. right? I don't know. I miss middle school. I miss Mr. Calzada.. he scared the hxll out of me for like 3 weeks at the beginning of 8th grade. Good old times. He was an awesome teacher. I miss Mrs. Ontiveros! Ms. Leal.. Ms. Lai (I miss her more when I think about the English class I have right now).. I miss Mrs. Johnson. OhmyGAWSH. I really wish they miraculously get promoted and move to CI.. and I get moved into their class. I don't know. For some reason I miss Mr. Calzada more. Maybe it's because I love how he explained things to us... and he has the power to make the class quiet. Completely. -Sigh- I feel like painting again. I have to paint Angelee and Michael a picture. Except, I'm not sure what. I'll think of something. I wish it were summer vacation again. I miss EJ. I wish he were here. I've been wishing for a lot of things lately.

- 30 or more minutes later -

Haha.. I went on MySpace. I forgot about blogspot. I just saw a picture that literally made me lmao. [x Ahhhh. Was I suppose to be doing homework? ....Probably. Oh well. -Pause- Oh yeahhh. So during the rally.. there were performances by All Male, All Female, Banners, DrumLineandBand combined. It was awesome. Am I missing a squad? Oh yeah. Teachers performed, it was funny. So like, during the Drum Line performance, there was this one part where the person with the symbols spin it around to amaze the crowd. Something went wrong though. During the stunt, he made a mistake(?) and cut his face. I thought it was horrible. I saw the blood in the check inbox place. Awe. I hope he's okay.

I'm thinking of joining CoEd... again. When are tryouts though?? Kevin (The head Pub for ASB) wants me to go to the practice this Saturday. 9AM - 2PM. I'm not sure though.. Michael's going to wait for the tryouts & I don't want to tryout alone, so I'll wait too? Back to School night is tonight. I don't feel like going.. but I might get credit for going. But I want to paint today and finish any homework that I haven't done yet. Speaking of homework, I should really be working on that.

I'm tired..

Poem: A Simple Request

Background story: A couple of years ago, my auntie's family was clearing some of their things out of their home. Her son, kuya Jundell, gave me a notepad that he didn't need anymore. I accepted it because ...well, I'm not sure why, but I just did. In that notepad, I found this particular poem. I asked him if he wrote it, and he said he did. (However, I'm still debating whether or not it's true. But then again, people have unexpected talents, especially when it comes to writing.) His reason for writing it, I don't know but that's out of my limits of knowing. It didn't have a title, but now I'm giving it one. A Simple Request. In my personal opinion, I thought it was one of the sweetest poems I've ever read. I loved it, and till this day, I still do. As you slowly read this poem and receive the power of understanding, I hope that it will touch your heart the way it touched mine.



A simple request, from your heart to mine
To be together forever, it's a matter of time
I know deep inside, our dream will come true
To be together as one, just me and you..

Each day that passes, I thank my lucky stars
That you're safe and sound wherever you are
I can only imagine your smiling face
Then the vision vanishes, without a trace..

I miss you more, than to just hear your voice
But that's all we've got, we have no choice
If I could have just one dream come true
I'd dream a dream that I could make it with you..

As I search my heart and soul
I find a place no one else knows
So far away, locked deep inside
You'll never see it, if you close your eyes..

So as I stumble and fall at times
Please understand these tears in my eyes
Each lonely drop; a regret, a fear
A faint heartbeat no one else can hear..

Only the faithful, the willing and true
Can understand my love for you
So as we go on, with your life and mine
I know we'll meet again, somewhere in time..


(Please, for the author's sake, DON'T take this poem and claim it to be yours!)

Beach Bond Day or Bust?

Brian and I have planned about 3 Beach Bond Days over Summer Vacation. All 3 were canceled due to lack of people attending. No, not because people don't like hanging out with us (Oh gosh, I hope not) but because it clashes with their summer practices. Our last and final Beach Bond Day event is held today, beginning between 12:00PM - 1:30PM and ends whenever. Will it really happen, or will it be a bust? (For the 4th time in a row) Hopefully, if it's in God's will, the event will follow through. School will begin this coming Tuesday, thus ending Summer Vacation. I'd like to enjoy my summer while it still lasts.

I'm hungry..