Monday, November 17, 2008

My Last Day

     Tomorrow, I turn seventeen, and thus I will commence my last year as a not adult. It's a bit scary, and while I love, love, love birthdays I've never felt so much gravitating around one before. 

     So, this is a day-to-day blog, but yesterdays entries were mildly emotionally driven. However I'm going to strive to keep up this chronicle of my life. So... What happened today?

      I had my hair fro'd out, which was lovely. It gives me a certain je ne sais quoi, a bit of extra confidence. Anyhow, yes. So chem, we're studying Chemical Kinetics and I hadn't worked on any all weekend on account of my marathon 48 hours of mathtime-ing.  So, we did a lovely little lab concerning concentration and rate of reaction. Yesh. 
      Morning Announcements were done in the style of emotional roller coaster. Callancini's comment was that it was "a little heavy on the drama today." That man. I don't know how to feel about him. 
       Lang, we watched this absolutely beautiful, um speech?, by Keith Olbermann on the Proposition Eight being passed. He basically sets about constructing this eloquent piece of rhetoric which was basically flawless. Gay marriage is no different than that of two opposite sex couples, and he boiled it down to a matter of love. Perhaps I'll talk more about it later, I'm trying to just synopse my day at the moment, for I've still to write a literary analysis paper for Lang. Meh. (Sidenote: I love McCormick, to deaths, it's true.)
       It's Monday, so lunch was an Investment Club Meeting. Neal brought us pizza. He's so adorable. Awwww, cute, intelligent, older millionaires. Too bad he's married to a botox dinosaur. We discussed mostly the bailout issues. Whether he supported the bailouts of both the banking systems, and now the car industry. He does. But with the cars, he thinks we should Chapter 11 Restructure them, or something. I should research that...
     In bio, they were talking about meiosis, and had this lab. I fell asleep, for a long time. It was disorienting. 
        Ha, Thunderous Applause. What a joke! Though I sometimes feel bad, because we don't really apply ourselves, slash hate Milner, but then I think that'd be hard.    Yeah. 
      Side note: there's an article about me in Concinnity, the Andrus Family Philanthropy Program, a program of the Surdna Foundation, Newspaper thingy. It said I was 13. I'll write about it later I suppose. Quaint. 
      I went for a twenty minute run after school... Ha. It was horrible. I'm in such crap shape. It's moderately giving me body image issues, but I'll just work out lots! Commitment, senior blog. I shall work out. Simple as that. 
       Um... Homework list (I'm rather wont to incessantly make lists.)
                  -Chem: STUDY
                         Practice problems: 14.3, 9, 15, 21, 23, 25, 27, 33, 35
                         Test Friday
                 -Lang: Literary Analysis Paper
                          Read: High School Confidential, Notes on Teen Movies
                -Math: CRAP
                 -US: Terms and Names, Chapter 9 and 10
                         Read: Chapters 9 and 10
                        STUDY
                -WORK OUT
                -Applesauce: Photoshop Advertisement Poster 

Sigh. Ok. I've got to go attend to that list. :/ 

P.S. Currently listening: Speeding Cars> Imogen Heap 

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