A Day in my Life...

I really should be doing homework right now, but I'll worry about that later. Right now all I can think of is English. It was so awesome today. I got an award. I'm not kidding.

I dropped out of advanced English this year, I would have been in Honors. I didn't go into Honors because there was this lame test and I hate tests with a fiery passion. Also, I was planning on taking eight periods (and I am currently) and English was my worst subject, so in the interest of time I dropped into college prep. (My high school is a college prep school, there aren't any classes lower than that.)

Anyway, I'm basically taking college prep English as a easy class, which is probably why I love it so much. I am 90% I'm going to recieve an A. I'm excited about this, because in advanced English I always C's and it made me feel like dirt.

Ok, so on to the reward. (Wow, I probably sound really big-headed right now. I'm not acting this way purposely. I'm just REALLY HAPPY.) Mr. Dinkler (English teacher) had us write blogs on a school website. I'll give the website to you, but you won't be able to get on because you need a password to get in. (www.fthsonline.com/dialogue) This blog was basically easy, because all it was was introducing yourself to your class and the school. I skimmed what other people had written before me and typed away. Everyone else had written a paragraph (if that). I ended up writing seven paragraphs. At the end, I was kind of embarrassed I wrote so much on myself, but it summed me up almost perfectly, so I left it and submitted it.

Something I noticed was that most everyone elses was kind of boring. No feelings whatsoever. Just stuff like "I have a dog, his name is Dil. I also have a little brother named David. He's eight. I like Foothill so far, it's pretty cool. The teachers are nice. I'm glad I'm here." Blah, blah, BLARG. I probably am too judgemental, but that is super boring. (That stuff is about me, however, I just made that on the spot. It wasn't hard to do.) There were some entrys that were super cool though. There was one that the girl opened with "I'm going to be original and not say 'Hey my name is...' ". That was great observing indeed. I felt lame because I myself had written that. (XD) And then there was one that was written by this guy. He's in two of my classes. He's funny, when he isn't pestering me about being a vegetarian. (He always says stuff like "I like meat." around me. It's pretty immature.) Anyway, his blog was hilarious. I laughed quite loudly. He wasn't afraid to show his personality, and I respected him more for it.

In typing this up, I am in NO WAY saying I'm perfect or anything like that. I am lazy and irresponsible. So I hope you aren't getting this stuck up feeling from me or anything. I'm just typing what I notice. (Kind of like the 'original-no-hey-say-er girl'.)

Ok, the week past and I was getting on with my life. Then today, Mr. Dinkler overviewed the day and started talking about the first blog of the year. He said that there were some really good ones and some not so good ones. (The not so good ones were the ones some people posted more than once.) Then he announced that there was going to be a certificate (type-thing. At the times I wasn't super paying attention) for Best Blog of the Week. At this point in time half A of me was almost sure I was the one who was going to get that award. Half B felt guilty for the half A thinking that and 'twas an internal battle. I ended up getting the award.

It was funny though because he spelled my named wrong and had to make a different copy. Yes, there is humor in everything.

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On a different note, today I started tutoring for community service. I'm tutoring a third grade girl named Annie. She's great. I'm glad I'm tutoring her.

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I JUST REMEMBERED!!! I'm in Reader's Digest! I wrote a reply about there article "Selling Faith" and it got in!!! My reply is in the October 2005 edition. YAY! I've been published...WOO!


Ok, yeah, I'm super happy and I'm a freak. Deal with it.

Now I'm off to finish homework. Chow!