Pre-Algebra:
Semester 1 - I
Quarter 3 - U
Notes: Well, that's only the be expected, though I am trying to get caught up. Because Pre-Algebra is fairly easy, comprehensible, and makes it easy as Paris Hilton to cheat, I'll hopefully be done by...well, before school officially ends. She never did get back to me on when it's all due.
American Lit:
Semester 1: A-
Notes: Cool. I did the last section on The Great Gatsby half-assed so I'm pretty surprised that I managed an A.
Biology:
Semester 1: I
Quarter 3: I
His Notes: Is more than two weeks behind pace for courses.
Notes: Welp...that's how the cookie crumbles. If that held any relevance. I'm surprised I got just an 'I' for both of them, since even though I did finish the quizzes, I never got pass Lesson 2 of the Discussion Board assignments. Thing is, I found it not worth my time and the other students to either be dumbasses or suck-ups on the boards. I hate both kinds. WHY must I communicate with the other students that make ME feel ashamed to be home-schooled? That's why I chose home-schooling, so I wouldn't have to make verbal contact with anybody else outside my household! Do they not understand this? Soo, I gave up on those assignments long ago. It just pissed me off and profited little to my education, and I don't associate myself with unproductive innuendo. Curse me.
Civics Honor:
Semester 1: C+
Quarter 3: U
Notes: Hoo boy. Well I do NOT understand that C+ because I finished (just about) every damn thing for him, so what's that rotting beef about? And like I've said, I quit doing American Gov. because I'm moving to Canada in a matter of weeks and I'm so behind to begin with it'd be pointless to try and catch up now. Sad as that sounds. Not to mention I have those Honors Activites in addition to Lessons 4-6 I never completed. Whoopsies.
English 2 Honors:
Semester 1: A-
Quarter 3: A+
Her Notes: Has not logged into course on a regular basis.
Notes: You see the thing about that is.....wait. I got A's for BOTH Semester 1 and Quarter 3? Can you say kickass? See, this is all they need to see for whatever arts college I plan on mooching my way through. I always get A's in any English and Literature class I take. I plan on becoming a novelist, so who cares about Biology and Pre-fucking-Algebra? Ah, this makes me want to persue finishing my last lesson a bit faster...I only have Lesson 6 journal left to do, too! God I kickass! I had no idea I was getting A's in this class, but how could I ever under-estimate myself? I should've taken those A+'s on my journals as a hint. Who cares if I'm not making a daily effort to log in when I'm exceeding myself anyway?
Health:
Semester 1: ...It's blank.
Quarter 3: B
Notes: Er....whooo! I finished this course long ago. Not much to touch on here.
Other that that, I had this weird dream about beating up these hot rapists with a broom and woke up to the sight of fishing haphazardly splashing in the canal. It was the weirdist act I've ever witnessed from those fish and they're pretty damn huge, too! My first thought was that they were performing a ritual for a larger fish to make an extravagent entrace into our canal and devour all the rednecks who throw their beer cans wherever they damn please, but that awesome explanation was fleeting. My next one was that, hey, maybe they're mating? But aren't fish asexual? Oh, wait, Ally just came home and I asked her. She said that fish have genders (for the most part) and that when they lay their eggs, the male fish come and inject their sperm into the eggs. Can't believe I forgot that. Well, either way, I still consider that RATHER asexual because they don't actually perform intercourse. So then what the fuck are those fish doing? Having a day in the park? Is it some sort of annual welcoming of the coming season?
Well, anyway, my weekend kind of sucked. I'll sum it up into: I got my period Friday, all they had were tampons, I detest tampons, so I made due with making pads out of toilet paper wads the entire weekend. I didn't tell Cassandra because I knew she'd get pissed that I forgot pads or something and it would only cause trouble for her. To make matters worst, on Saturday, we were required to paint the ENTIRE basement with no rewards. No, going home the next day was my reward. Cass's mom WAS going to take us to Borders Sunday (ha, and me without money), but Celina called the night before and said they had to pick me up by two so that they could pick Ally up from work or something by the time they got home. Seriously, the highlight of my weekend was having a few chats with Cass, finishing A Separate Peace, and going home.
When we got back to Oshkosh, we went in Wal-mart for a while, where I first discovered how fucking huge it is. I always compared them in contrast with Walgreens because, well, the 'wal' in both names doesn't set a unique image for both, but it turns out that Wal-mart IS in fact an empire of its own. For the record, I hate Wal-mart with a passion and being in there for such a long period of time disgusted me, but Mom did buy me the Sisterhood of the Traveling Pants. Ever since the 6th grade, I've seen the book around in stores but because of the cover (er...pants), it kind of deterred me from looking into it. Now with the new movie coming out, I've decided I need to read the book before seeing it because, well, I hate seeing a good movie without having read the better book first. Like with what happened with The Princess Diaries. Which, by the way, I still need to get the latest book for.
Memorial Day was pretty cool, but the rednecks across the canal were horribly annoying. I was TRYING to get some reading done in the backyard but those dipshits apparently REEEALLY like their Creed and Disturbed, two of the lamest bands on my hit-list...of all time. It's like the only band they listen to is either Creed of Disturbed. WHY? I'd prefer hip hip or bluegrass to that crap.
Aand, to top it all off, I burned all of my JRock mp3's onto blank CD's. I was unable to get 800 MB blanks. Curses. They exist, they're just exceedingly hard to find...especially in Wal-mart, apparently. Maybe Best Buy holds them in their bosom of their technological department! (did that make sense?) It's something to look into, yes.
Now Ally's talking. Talking, talking, talking...about her fantabulous day. She likes this Asian guy in school who speaks some Japanese as well, and she invited him over Friday. Whoooo. Well, I hope he's cute. That's all I'm gonig to add. I really want to play Harvest Moon 64 now, so once Ally's done giggling a hole through my ear (I kid, I kid...but seriously), I'm gonna go upstairs. See ya!
-Grimster