It's only 55 degrees right now, and only supposed to go up to 78. Awesome. Haven't had a day like this in weeks. 20 hrs ago
When you wake up in the morning, you feel like you just went to sleep a few minutes ago. “Why so soon?” That’s how I feel at about 7:00 every day. Perhaps the only way we can alleviate that feeling is to go to sleep at eight every night.
Living in a small space isn’t easy. Making it feel bigger is even harder. I keep on coming up with new ways to lay out my room, all in an attempt to give me more usable floor space. This is probably the fifth time I rearranged the furniture in my (tiny) room, and hopefully one of the last times. If you can’t possibly think about how cramped it is in here, the room is about nine feet square (really 8 feet by 9½ feet according to my slightly inaccurate measurements). Then add a bad, dresser, and a desk. Also factor in the layout of the doors and the heater, which all contribute to how I can position the furniture.
Perhaps one of the most boring days of my life was New Year’s Day 2007. The short version of the story is that as a result of skipping school (oh that dreaded place), I was not allowed to use the computer all day. Basically, it was a waste of a day, but the attitude of my dad was, in my opinion, extremely negative.
Things went downhill at about 7:20 in the morning, when my van showed up. Almost everyone in the house was awake at the time, except the old man (not that old, but “middle age” is one of his most hated phrases). I guess the commotion stirred up by my brothers and mother woke him up. Anyways, when he saw me still lying bed like the lazy teenager that I am, he started telling me in a rather harsh voice that there would be no computer for the day, and probably another threat that I don’t remember.
Later in the morning, my principal called to remind us that there was school that day. Nice guy that he is, I think he would realize that if I’m not there, I am sick of school. I would also like to thank my school for all the annoyances that I suffered on Monday, the main reason being that there was an extended day of school (last year we began at 8:00, while this year, we began at 7:40, and believe me, and extra 20 minutes or so of extra sleep makes a difference, especially considering that I stayed up to watch the ball drop).
I ended up watching TV most of the day. I forgot what I watched in the morning, but I remember watching a Biggest Loser marathon on Bravo for most of the afternoon and until about 10:30 at night. More fun at this point! I didn’t want to go to bed at this point, but my dad called me up, and I was very hesitant. I went up to my room, and basically started crying (proves that teenagers have emotions too, unlike some adults). For the rest of the week, I didn’t want to talk to him at all, and on Friday, I expressed that in words, saying it to his face.
Let the family wars begin.
School is moving along quite slowly these days. Not a ton of new and exciting events have occured recently. I have a whole lot of homework due soon, with Hanukah vacation right around the corner (actually, we have a few shortened days, on one of which I will have a test). Only one significant (and not really so) event happened this week: I finished making my belt in leather-working club. It’s not like a belt you would buy in the mall, but it defenitely looks nice.
In computers, the teacher is just making us type up a long list of Excel glossary defenitions. It’s long, boring, and (you wouldn’t know) painful work (thanks to the stellar ergonomics in my school’s lab, which is really just a classroom where we use the laptops). I’d like to actually learn to write formulas and to use all the features of Excel, or even do real programming (not TI-83 simple stuff – I mean like Java or even VB.Net or something).
I’ve began to look into college stuff. My math teacher (who is really awesome in terms of social and academic capabilities) let me borrow a copy of US News that had rankings of the top schools. I read a bunch of things on preparing in high school, financial aid, and other subjects in that topic.
Otherwise, not much going on. Life is almost like a script. How’s that for a metaphor?
After I switched my domain a couple of days ago, things weren’t running smoothly. If you would access this site, you wouldn’t see the images or the normal layout of my blog. Fortunately, I checked back tonight, and all was working fine. See my thread on the Trap17 forum for more info on the whole ordeal (as well as a verbal warning from BuffaloHELP for venting in the Support section).
Okay. I can tell your the average guy off the street who went through 20 (or more) years of education (or maybe not). You probably remember high school, doing all that crazy homework and projects and saving it until the last minute. Well I probably fit in your shoes. I spend a good amount of time doing homework and projects and stuff like that, and like most teenagers I complain about it. Examples: 4 journal entries (at least a page) and a full page vocabulary essay on 10 words every week, I have to make a PowerPoint presentation based on an autobiography I wrote by the 12/22, and an ancient civilization newspaper with a full page article and ads and other stuff by the 12/15. I have lots of other work also, and almost can’t keep up with it. Now do you feel my pain?
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