Orbi

WELL NOW, I seriously hate to say it, but school and friends have taken over my life. Not necessarily (thank god for spell check) a bad thing I guess. I’m talking of course about the friend part, because everyone knows I don’t have any friends. But anyway

school sucks

I’ve seriously never liked school all that much. But PROOFS? REALLY? I hate proofs. I know it’s really cliche for students to ask when we’ll ever use such-and-such in real like, but seriously, when will I use proofs in real life? Unless I become a mathematician (which I seriously doubt) I don’t see myself using proofs. Ever. Statement after reason after statement after reason after statement after gfsbjugbwejk. I am so sick of it, and we’ve only been working on them for a week.

On top of all that Geometry poop (lol poop), it’s become time to write fairy tales in Sophomore English. OH BOY.  I have to admit, the steps that my English teachers took to prepare us to write these massive things was pretty impressive. And really helpful, none the less. First, that had use write out diagrams about our characters, which is a lot easier than it might seem. Then they had us study some dialogue (and we watched Harry Potter for examples for some reason, w00t, Harry was so tiny). Next we studied different morals, and what the basics of fairy tales were. Magic, morals, and blah blah other stuff I can’t even remember. Finally, they had us decide what our morals would be. Then from last Monday till Wednesday we’ve been writing and writing our little tales.

Okay, this is getting a little off topic, but wanna hear what mine’s about!? I know you all do. It’s about a girl named Nandi, who is a forest keeper. She talks to all the animals and stuff, and she was raised by them. But when the bordering city, Orbi (GASP. I’m original!), decides to tear down the forest for housing Nandi doesn’t know what to do. And she is cast with a spell that her father, Rashek, put on her to avoid a war from happening. With the combination of the spell, and her lack of any other human contact she has no idea how to deal with the situation. In the end, actions spoke louder than words (moral plz)  and another forest keeper was born. Dun dun dun.

Right now I’m kinda working on the cover in Photoshop, I drew it on a sheet of notebook paper during Driver’s ED because I GOT BORRRRED. And I know you wanna see that, too, and it’s right here in front of me. Only problem is is that I don’ t have a scanner. Sooo I’ll take a picture of it with my phone and upload it to twitpic and eventually get it here. Beautiful.

Okay so back on track, school sucks. Onto my last and final complaint; my Chemistry teacher. I have seriously never met a man with such horrible people skills. We’ll be working on graphing Significant Figures the whole period, I got all my graphs done nice and neatly, then he finds out that he told us the wrong instructions. FNUibjebJKBGJKLWEJK.

Then we’ll be workin’ on some Scientific Notation stuff and at the last minute, literally the last minute of class, he’ll write down a bunch of questions on the chalk board that we’re supposed to copy down and answer before the bell rings. WHO. DOES. THAT? He’ll always be complaining that “You’re gonna have to be doing this kinda stuff in college,” well we’re not in college, are weeee? Didn’t think so. We’re just little Sophomores trying to write fairy tales and solve proofs. Give us a break.

That’s it. I’m all vented out now. Thanks for listening.