Over-caffeinated and Sleep Deprived

Currently Listening: Midsummer Night's Dream - Noe Venable

I always hate when books come out that are based off of the movie, that was based off of the book, the same book. Only, they made a new, movie-tie in version, so people wouldn't watch the movie and then read the book and say "Oh, that was nothing like the movie."

Seriously. People do this.

My class finally registered our classes for next year.

I (hopefully) will be taking:

For Core Classes:
-Honors History, Duel Enrolment, 201
-Pre-Calculus
-Honors English 11
-Physics

For Electives:
-Calculus (Because I'm an over achiever -cough-)
-Creative Writing One (Because I'm the president and I have to.*)
-Photography (Because they didn't offer Art 3)
-Business Teck Applications (Because I need this to graduate**)

For the (pointless***) 45min. Block:
-Art and Painting
-World Geology

So, classes. I was disappointed, somewhat, because I was counting on taking Business Teck as a short block, like I took Health the first semester of this year. I've already taken my Physical Education, Foreign Language, and Health classes that I'm required to take. Business Teck, aside from core classes, is the last one I can cross from my list.

I have way more Art credits than I need, but I like having Art sometime during the day, because for the most part it is stress free. However, when I got my little pink sheet today, I was surprised to find that Art 3 was not listed, when I clearly remember that last year they offered four different art classes. When I spoke to my art teacher about this, she was appalled, especially when I told her that i signed up for photography because of this.

She said, "Well, no wonder she (referring to the photography teacher) has so many people sign up for her class, when they don't even offer mine!"

So she called up to the office, but I don't think that it helped anything.

I don't mind taking photography. I mind paying for an expensive camera that I will not be able to use outside of school. I also mind having to listen to someone demand that I do certain things with that camera. The expensive one that I paid for.

It bothers me.

Anyway, so the National Junior Honor Society induction ceremony is tomorrow. I declined to be in it. You need so many hours of community service, and I just do not feel up to it. So, I made the decision to do it next year, maybe. Probably not, but my first block class is attending anyway. So even though I'm not going to be in it, I must still watch the long, drawn out, process of handing out sheets of paper.

Have you ever noticed that? Graduation, Honors Ceremonies, Award Handouts, they are all just long drawn out paper handout sessions. Maybe it's just me.

I really hope that my future employer doesn't find this and think that I'm one of those people who hate ceremonies. because I'm not. I love them. People are not supposed to talk during them, and I can sit there and write, or doodle, or whatever, while whoever receives their paper.

(On a side note, I figured out today, that the only reason I want to graduate with honors is because of the gold tassel. When i graduate in 2013, I'll probably just sit in my chair and play with it until they call my name.)

While I'm on the subject of graduation.....

My school made an announcement for the Seniors a few days ago. Apparently, they have to buy a graduation robe. Now, in my strange weird mind, I thought, "Well, what about the people who make their own robes? they still get to walk, right?"

I voiced these questions to my Mother, who immediately said this"

"They are trying to make them donate them after they graduate." (Because when she was in school, they could rent robes for graduation for a fee, and then return them after the event)

Me: "Even though they paid for them?"

Mom: "Yes, it's ridiculous."

This is when my grandmother decided to join in on the conversation.

Grandma: "Well, it makes sense, what will they do with them?"

Me: -ponders this-

Mom: -getting peeved- "It doesn't matter, they paid for them, and the school is trying to say that unless they donate then, they will not receive their diploma."****

Me: "They could burn them."

Mom + Grandma: "........."

Me: Continues. "They could burn them. When I graduate, I think I'll burn mine. A sort of celebration thing. Maybe I could get a few friends together, and we can go to the beach in the late evening, throw our robes in a pile, set them on fire, and roast marshmallows while the sun goes down. Then, when it gets dark, we could all dance like wild things and scream and shout into the gulf that our school days are over."

Mom + Grandma: ".........."

Me: "That would be nice."

My mom changed the subject after that.

I must apologise, my grammar is not so good today. I do not know why.


*Creative Writing One is actually a "Club", and currently, I'm the vice president. The president is a senior, and will be graduating this year. So next year, I will be the president.

**My School has a list of required electives that a student must take for his or her diploma type. Then there classes that a student must take simply to graduate. They need a credit for: Business Teck, P.E, Health, and Art 0. For honors classes, they need an additional two credits in Freign Language, plus all of the honors courses.

***As of last year, Mobile County Public School System has decided to screw around with everyone. originally, we had four classes everyday. Each lasting about two hours give or take a few minutes, with additional time to third block, because that was when everyone went to lunch. then, the school system took off ten minutes from the end of each class to create 'The 45 minute Block' which lasts for forty-five minutes. This is a class that counts as a half-credit, that they placed in the middle of the day, just to screw with us. Forty-five minutes is not enough time to do anything important, but it is to long to sit idle and twiddle out thumbs.

****At graduation, students are not handed their actual diploma, just a rolled up piece of paper. they have to go back to the school a few days later to get them. the school thinks that this will keep the people who are graduating from doing anything stupid. Most of the time, it doesn't work.

The Fake Rocks Are Takeing Over!

I don't know if anyone remembers my post about the Renaissance Fare from this past year.

http://sillylittlebat.blogspot.com/2010/11/ye-ol-faire.html

I kind of opened up with a small freak out about all the fake rocks littering the fare grounds, leering at me from the corner of my eye, and threatening my with bodily harm whenever I got to close.

I thought I would never so one again.




I was wrong.



Friday, I went to pick up a friend of mine from her house so we could go to the Fruits Of Our Roots Program up at the school. While sitting in her driveway, I happened to notice something out of the corner of my eye.

There it was. Mocking me.

Whispering its plans of world destruction and concure (in that order)

I quickly pulled my friend in the car, and we ducked down below the seats. Yet they continued to watch. Forming their plans to overthrow the real rocks of the world, and name themselves the domonate beings.

However, we need not worry. I descovered that if you simply stand before the fake rock, you need only to prefore these tasks:

1) Make eye contact with the fake rock.

You may find this to be dificault, considering that the fake rocks will hide it's natural eyeholes from you. Do not let this bother you, however, mealing stare at the rock in question until it becomes self-consious and is forces to look back at you. Do not break eye contact.

2) Flick a Real rock in the generial direction of the Fake rock.

It does not matter the size of the rock, mearily that it is real. By reminding the rock of its fakeness, you are wearing down its rough resolve, breaking into its inner self lothing. You can walk away, only after you hear the shattering of its soul. (This sounds like a wind chime, or river reaids) Once you hear this sound, you know that this rock will never rise to stand against the real rocks.

3) There is no step three.

So the next time you see large object that resembles this:

Follow these steps, and feel better knowing that you have helped save the world from a dark and Fake future. So set forth, and crush the FAKE ROCKS!