Everything Got Weirdly Happy.

So the fact of the matter is I'm super grounded right now, but an elephant's trunk full of stuff has happened recently and I'm not sure why but a malestorm of happy harpys are brewing in my tummy. It could be the fact that I'm actually doing things right for once. Or maybe I'm excited for change. Change is sorta in the air once again.
So maybe a list is in order.
(But before that) Is it weird that I treat this very much as my diary as well as my story. This is my legacy of sophomore year. I want it to be so fabulous and honestly it sorta sucked. But that hasn't really mattered this few days. And I'm just figuring I'm more honest with complete strangers then some of my "best friends". Weird.
Okay here's the list of weird/cool events that have happened recently:
*still really grounded
*I drove a car. (And no one was injured!)
*I acted in a really cool show
*got my first kiss
*came out of the closet
*remade a really amazing friend
*discovered I can be more amazingly strong and epic then I give myself credit for
*apparently I'm moving in december
*and I figured out how to torrent stuff!!! Which has opened my eyes!
Yeah that's a list of events, and that's not even the half of it. Turns out, when you decide you're incharge of your happiness you really try and take charge. I'm even learning more songs on uku and I'm learning the guitar.
Being grounded makes me get hobbies.
Oh and I'm applying for a million different jobs. (That was a bit of a stretch. It's more like 1000 jobs xP)
Everything is crazy and slightly unstable.
I have a song of the day but I can't remeber the name, so just check out Forever The Sickest Kids. They rock.
As always,
Stay classy.

Oh My God It's So Cold, I Love It!

Hello Internet Puddle Chasers.
Today it rained, and yes it was amazingly awesome.
So story time (After I finish my..... let say.... science current event? yeah that.)
So I get out of Daly's not really knowing where all I'll be going. I hadn't seen Kendra, and I knew that Jacob and Brooke were going to be going on a "date" (It feels like saying "I saw mom and dad kissing, ewwwww!") So I began wandering, until I happened upon one of my most beautiful friends BB (that's Brooke Bailey for the normie term.) and decided to invite myself into whatever she was doing. ( I also tried to convince her to ditch her group meeting and come hang out with me instead.)
Her meeting got canceled, so I invited her with me again, except this time it was raining.
So we begin our walk to Vista, I wanted pie and a soda. Brooke got some cookies. It was a pretty chill shopping trip.
Until we wanted to go back to campus and it started pissing rain outside. I was already soaked and BB was in a skirt. So we laughed for a little while. About the situation, the rain, maybe some of the sad feelings we both felt, who knows. But we laughed and made an escape plan.
We ran to the comfort of another awning. Although it did jack shit because it just harder! It was amazing.
So we decided to throw all caution into the wind and maybe even enjoy it a little.
And we laughed again.
Once we got back on campus, we were soaked and cold and I at least was exhausted from walking. But we got back and it had stopped raining (BB and I had decided the god's were having a wet tee shirt contest, or maybe watching the new season of Supernatural.) There were hugs, and totally sweet worry from Liah who wanted me to take cold medicine so I wouldn't get sick.
But I wouldn't really mind it much, I had too much fun to mind.

Song of the day is Collar Full by Panic! at the Disco and The End of All Things by Panic! at the Disco
My words unspoken can be heard here (and possibly read here.)
As always,
Stay Classy.

Updates from the editing room.

Hello fellow Internet educators.
I'm in film class right now, Jacob is sitting (well standing) Beside me telling me too call you fuck faces. Which isn't going too happen because I'd rather not.

My group is currently editing our film, so I don't have much too do. I'm just updating for the sake of it. I mean nothing has really happened today except my uninterrupted hatred of math. I swear too god that Mrs. T hates all of us or something. Because the patterns she gave us were complete bull.

I don't really know what all I should talk about, but writing gives me something too do. Plus I like it.

I guess I'll tell you a bit about my plans for today.
I'm going on a solo adventure. I plan on trekking up and attempting to find something too do. And hopefully not be attacked. because I am a very pretty girl walking around a scary collage campus by myself. It would be terrible if something was to happen too me.
Okay so it wouldn't be that bad, but still.


I don't really want too walk Up alone. But no one wants to come with me. So alone in the heat I shall go. Jacob is Brooke's boyfriend by the by.

I think i've mentioned that! oh yeah I did but there weren't any links.
Okay that's it from the editing room.
Song of the day is Bulletproof love by Peirce the Veil. (Thank Brooke.)
As always,
Stay classy.

Busy Bee Excuse.

Hello fellow Internet Procrastinators,

So I'm not going to have an excuse this time. We both know that I fucked up. Sorry.

But I can sum up the last few days in one word. Hell.

Being gone for two days has sent my grades into a tailspin and me into a frenzy. I am so busy trying to get caught up, that I completely spaced on catching you up. I feel like I need a major vacation from school, and I'm looking forward to Thanksgiving break.

But I'll be okay, I know I'm not doing so hot as a person right now. And I'm pushing people, and things I love, away. Apparently these are all symptoms of "Loose ends-itus." Okay, so we both know that's not a thing. It should be, but it's not.

School was hellish today, I'm so worried about getting perfect grades it's causing me too panic. Math is an excellent example of "What the fuck do I do here?" times. (P:s Did you know that fuck is the only infix in the English language. Pretty fanfuckingtastic, don't ya think?) I understood the things really basically but I wouldn't have been fast enough too finish it on my own, and I had too copy off a friend, after they made me prove I could do it. And I figured out a problem they didn't get.

Science is proving a challenge too.. an NC challenge but I think I can improve it..

Oh yeah, and I'm an asshole and hurt everything I hold dear, and Im thinking about just not trying to fix anything anymore.
Except school. Maybe I'll just stop having friends all together. Who knows....

I am in this melting pot of headaches and I don't know how to get out and maybe no one is reading this anymore because it's not like I'm talking important stuff anymore.
I'm cold.
Song of the day is R.I.P by 3oh!3
As always,
Stay classy.

Germanic Spanglish and Cheese Sticks.

Hello Internet Explorers, (been avoiding that one, if you can tell  why.)

I didn't post yesterday because I found out my cat whose been my cat for sixteen years ,and has been alive for twenty-two, is dying. Very sad, I literally slept all day.

But now I'm back and here to recap the interesting stuff from Monday and today.

So we all know that Van Slog has too be the worst Spanish teacher in the history of the subject, but she got worse. I go into Spanish class about five minutes late (Because really I'm not worried about being late too her class, it's not like I'm going to miss anything.) to a new seating arrangement. Not really caring because I'm sat next to people I can copy off of, I continue with what I do in her class (Doodle mostly, and pass notes back to Omar.)
All was well in my little universe, until she started speaking German. Now I don't understand Spanish, and sometimes English freaks me out too. But fucking German, really Van Slog? Why was it necessary to give me even more of a Monday blues headache, who knows.

After that it was a pretty normal day, except in history. Omar, Jacob, Khris, Louis, and I had to write a children's book about the British invasion of China, and the Opium war. Seriously the best in class project so far, I had a lot of fun coming up with the story with this group of guys. Plus it was adorable watching Omar and Jacobs face's light up with glee at every new idea we added.

Today, however, was a very uneventful day.
Now I mean that in the most amazing way possible. The teachers noticed pretty much everyone was in a bit of a funk. So they almost gave us the day off.
My day started with being flirted with by the Starbucks barrista. (I think we should have a tally for how many times I mention Starbucks in the year....) Which brightened my dark morning, plus I got to have a pumpkin spice latte, which is amazingly fall-esque and made me happy. But because of my little habit, I arrived to PE about fifteen minutes behind. I repeat, I arrived to PE fifteen minutes late with a Starbucks. (Life goal achieved, if you don't get the joke click here to be redirected to knowyourmeme.) We were running, which is gross, and I am sick right now. (I'm usually sick. Constantly because when you say "Don't hug me, I'm sick and don't want to get you sick!" It makes me want too hug you more....) So I sat this one out.
Step one on a good day, lazy PE hour.

Next was Geometry. The class that I have gotten so frazzled in Mrs. Thinnes has given me candy to make me feel better. And boy was I not looking forward too it. But wait, what was that on the board? Homework wasn't due and all I had was fifteen vocab words? Hallelujah.
Step two on an awesome day, No math.

I have Mrs. Thinnes for elective too, and my elective is film. I am sick and needed to put forth effort to act. Talk about not fun. But I got to visit my FAVORITE TEACHER MRS. EDWARDS (She is sorta the reason I've continued to pursue writing as an actual carrier. Seriously with out her, I wouldn't have made this blog or my writing blog. She is amazing, both as a teacher and author. I'll put up her link eventually.)
Step three too an amazeballs day, A fed Edwards.

And then there was lunch.
Step four to a super mega foxy awesome hot day, A fed Baugus.

We finished our day off with Hogans. Who every explicitly told us "You've been writing too much, let's goof off a bit." Seriously Mr. Hogan gets what it's like to be a student. Bored, tired, on the brink of tears. But he always squeezes thought into us, which is what an English teacher is supposed too do. Make you think.
Step Five to a wonderful day, Understanding.

Song of the day is Disco Inferno by The Trammps and I Got Mine by The Black Keys brought to us by the infinitely awesome Jake (the Junior....)
As always,
Stay classy.

Mercury.

Hello Internet Titian's,
So today was kinda wonderful in an odd sorta way.

I'm going to jump right in, today I was exposed to mercury.
So I know what you're thinking "Um what the fuck child are you okay?" The answer to that is yes I'm fine, and it was quite the adventure.

North house was in Shillers class, science, and we were meant to be doing a science experiment. So everyone was going up to grab their materials. Various types of things, yeast, coke, rockstar, and of course thermometers. One of the thermometers just so happened to contain mercury. My friend Smith just so happened to get a wonky one, which the top was broken off of. So the long hollow tube fell and shattered.

We didn't know it had mercury at first, so Schiller was just going to lecture us. Then Smith started pushing the broken glass with his shoe, when Schiller announced "Oh great, it has mercury in it."
The class went quite and there was mumbles of "Oh hell we're going to die." and "who did that? ohmygosh!"
Schiller herded us into the back of the class, then quickly evacuated us. We went to Van Slogs (Ewwww Spanish twice a day!) and watched some documentary on endangered species. All the while I tried comforting Smith.

Over all it was a pretty decent day. And eventful too, maybe tomorrow I'll tell you about Ipoly relationships.
Song of the day is Video Games by The Young Professionals (cover Lana Del Ray) brought to you by Vivian
As always,
Stay classy.

Pain in the Neck.

Hello fellow Internet watchers.

My neck is literally killing me, slowly, with great effort on my part not to die.
Today was really boring in all honesty. I didn't do much today except fall asleep during Spanish (also known as hell) and trekked all the way up to Starbucks at lunch with Vivian (Still not being payed by them, sadly...)

I've basically been depressed and doing all kinds of homework all week.
So I really have nothing to talk about, unless you want to know more about Ipoly and what it's like?
Or maybe about my friends?
I should really have like a stockpile of ideas so if I run into day's like this that are just so dull.

Honestly I have nothing today. I hope you guy's are doing well, I'm going to go do homework.

Blues.

Hello fellow Internet philosophers,
How are you doing today, and be honest, because I'm not doing so hot.
But all whining aside, I have stuff to fill you in on! Seriously, I haven't posted since last Thursday! That's almost a million dog years, you know. (Yay, starting today with lame ass jokes.)

Thursday went boringly enough, the only exciting part was improv auditions, which I was unable to talk about because the team didn't know if they made it or not. Good news! Jordan (a sophomore whose link I do not have) Vivian, and Brooke made the improv junior varsity team. Major excitement there.

Friday was short and stressful, as they are. Nothing really interesting happened.

Saturday is where things got interesting. As you know, sophomores at Ipoly participate in a Pseudo-Olympics, meant to enrich our minds and invigorate our bodies. In reality it stresses us the fuck out and makes us very irritable. The first component to this is the flag of whatever country you got, my country is Greece. You and your group have to make the flag.
With these perimeters my group and I decided to sew ours. We were under the impression that it would look better (It does) but that involved a seven hour group meeting. I had a lot of fun and we got a metric shit ton done, so it made up for it a bit.

Sunday I was sick as a dog. I did literally nothing but lay in bed and edit my other blog For my writing, check it out if you want. (If you do visit my other blog, then wait a minute for the nice font's too load. They look nicer then the default one's they give you.) I went to Starbucks at one point (I'd like to take a moment to say, Starbucks don't pay me. I just have an addiction to their multitude of coffees and teas.) and they knew me as soon as I walked in. A sign I frequent there all too often.

Nothing happened on Monday.

And today, well today was your normal day at Ipoly. We played bad mitten in P:E (in preparation for Olympics.) I got confused as to which class I was supposed to be in, which is completely normal. Then we went to elective and story boarded our door scenes (I wasn't paying attention, like I said, I'm pretty down so today was kinda bland for me.) Then me, Brooke, Vivian, and Kenzie went to lunch, only to be joined by Eman, Jacob, and Nathaly. (Pronounced Natalie) Then I learned how to format a paper in Hogans.

The biggest stuff that happened today, happened after school. Everyone was confused as too why I didn't audition for the big Musical. In all honesty, I don't think I can do it. I expend so much of my energy focusing on being okay, and school, and dealing with home issues, that I don't have any extra to spare. Or maybe I'm just sad, and I don't want to do it because I'd have to be happy for an extra three hours every Tuesday and Wednesday. I really don't know which it is, but I know I'm exhausted, and I can't take too much.
I'm scared of finally snapping, and eventually I'll just start falling apart...
But those thoughts are a little too heavy for the third week of school.
(Update since I first wrote this. I'm feeling a little bit better.)

The song of the day is Sweater Weather by The Neighbourhood
As always,
Stay Classy.

Kale.

Hello fellow Internet Vagabond,

Today was significantly less hectic then yesterday, so much so there isn't really much to talk about. The day can be broken down into three parts;

* Spanish (AKA The Eternal Hell That is Miss V's Class)
* Lunch
* Groups

And that's what today's post is going to follow, no pop ups or surprises (unless I get bored.)
Let's dive in shall we?

California state collages require you to have three years of a foreign language to get into the school. Now this could be any language, like French., but Ipoly insists on having it be Spanish. Let me preface this to say I have nothing against people who can speak Spanish, in fact I'm a little jealous, but I hate learning this type of speaking. It is literally the most dull thing I do in my day, and that's while simultaneously disliking math. I have no interest in learning Spanish, nor do I have any want to learn Spanish, so taking this class is wasting an hour and twenty six minutes of my life.

Now that being said, I could handle taking a Spanish class, IF I had a good teacher. I don't happen to have a good teacher, Miss V is the whitest person they could find to teach Spanish class. She's from northern Texas, I would understand if she was close to where they spoke the dialect but she's not! And to top it all off she teaches through song. Not like taking a song from popular media and giving us the Spanish translation, and not actual Spanish songs. They are songs for kindergartners (nursery school for all my Europeans? I just Google'ed European kindergarten so bare with me.) that are supposed to teach basic Spanish phrases and do not accomplish that. Then after we hear a rousing round of "Como te llamas?" (if someone could tell me what that means I'd be in love, thanks.) we do vocab worksheets. Not from a book, and not guided. You pick eight Spanish words you "Don't know" and write them down. I usually put the same eight words and she doesn't notice. I can handle bad subjects (Hate math, love the challenge that it gives me.) but I cannot handle bad teachers.

Lunch at Ipoly is weird. (Okay everything at Ipoly is weird but this is cool weird.) We don't have a cafeteria. And before two years ago we didn't have a building (I say we like I was in "The Portables" which I wasn't but some of my graduated senior friends were and I shadowed in them three or four times so I understand what they talked about.) But because of our lack of caf and our closeness to a collage campus, we eat like collage students. As in Subway and Starbucks, or sushi and Taco Bell. Or if you're really broke there is Vista, a tiny 7/11-esque store run by a very scary man called Bob by most of the sophomores. And I just happened to go Up for lunch today.

Quick vocabulary lesson of my own;\
*Up is where Subway, sushi (which is called Kika), and poly fresh are (poly fresh is another mini mart thing)
*Up-Up is where Panda Express, Taco Bell, Carl's Jr, and Starbucks are.
*Buffet is a buffet
there's also a Denny's on campus but we only ever go there after school or during improve/drama practice, mainly because the line is so damn long during lunch.

Brooke walked me up, she had a sack lunch but alas I did not. I was planning to just get something from Vista (Though I sent Donovan up to Carl's to see if they were open spoiler : they weren't ) but the line was flooded with new freshmen. I finally understood why we were annoying to upper clansmen. Freshmen tend to huddle and spazz out and I can't say I didn't do that because I know I did. (God there were a lot of I's there) So to Up I went with Brooke in tow.

After the walk to Up (which isn't really that long but it was hot and my ankles hurt, don't judge me.) I squirmed through freshmen and senior alike to try and sneak into line to get some food before the lunch hour was over. I gave up on Kika's line and made my way to Poly Fresh the only place that ,no matter how busy it was, never got a line. Brooke and I quickly payed for my lunch and ate peacefully, until we almost left Up late.

Last of the day was getting groups. Sophomore year is divided into two semesters, and you get one group per semester. If you have a bad group, you will have to deal with them for half the year, which some alumni once told me was not fun at all. Lucky for me, my group isn't bad. In fact I'd even say it was pretty good (but that would jinx it so I'm not saying that at all.) Our first big sophomore project is The Olympics. Each house competes with six teams of six that each represent a different country. (My group got Greece) and the first component (Little bits and pieces that make up the whole project) is The Flag. But Greece's flag is pretty easy so!

I'm really looking forward to the remainder of the year, and I hope you are too.

The song of the day is Smooth Criminal by Michel Jackson (cover by Glee) it's good I swear.

As always,
Stay classy.