I think I did pretty well on my science test and history tests, so I'm happy! The literature test went pretty well too, but I really don't think I did very well on the quotes for the characters. What Mrs. Saunders (my teacher, aka The Muppet or Miss Piggy) did was she had these quotes taken directly from the book and you had to put down what character said that quote. She gave us choices, but there were too many and some people were used twice. You can't blame me for not doing well; I think it was one of the worst books I've ever read. On the essays I did fair enough - could have done better, but I was the last one to turn it in because they were so long anyway (why do I always have to do that? It really is kind of embarrassing. I'm not saying that to make anyone feel stupid for short essays or anything, but I always take too much time on essays, and it really is beginning to bug me). I think my best section was the vocabulary.
Well enough about that. Tomorrow I'm taking the HSPT (the highscool entrance exam) at 8:30 in the morning, and it's really making me nervous. If I don't get in to this school I'm going to have to go to Live Oak. Not that I have anything against public schools (I'm not a snotty private school kid!) because there are some really nice ones out there that I've seen, but Live Oak isn't one of those nice ones. Their lockers are rusted and covered in graffitti. Not to mention their school mascot is the Acorns, aka "The Nuts."
That's right, they have a big thing painted on their gym floor that says "GO NUTS!" Interesting, really. I found it funny. However, I think they redid their swimming pool, which is good because I like to swim. Other than that though I haven't seen all that much of the school, so I suppose I shouldn't be judgemental. I'm getting off the subject though. Oh well I'm going to start on a new subject anyway.
You know, they keep telling us that there's going to be this huge storm coming, and I see no storm. The past two days in fact have been sunny and relatively warm. GIVE ME A STORM, DAMN YOU!
But no. The storm seems to have gone east, west, north, and south of where we are, but not where we actually are. I think it's doing this on purpose.
"Ooo I think I'll dance around this area just to get Jessica and some of her friends mad."
Alright, I know storms don't talk, but if they did, I bet that's what this one would say. I want rain! It makes the hills all purdy and green and nice, I say!
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I wanna go to Ireland in spring where it rains almost every day and the hills are always purdy. And then I get to hear the coolio bagpipes! That's right, I like bagpipes, got a problem with that? HUH? HUUUUUUUH? well too bad.
^_^
Today Marilyn, Louise and I got together to study for the highschool tests, even though they are taking theirs on the 24th onstead of the 10th. After Louise consumed most all of the candy containing chocolate in my house we began to study. We started out with math problems but got frusterated with that and moved on to English. At one point Marilyn got distracted by the only two Gundam models I have (one is a SD Gundam and the other is Deathsycthe Hell) and started making them battle eachother.
Deathscythe: "Curse you! I'll stab you with my fork!"
SD Gundam thing: "I'll kill you with my rope!"
Of course I had to explain to her that Deathscythe didn't have a fork, but a scythe. It was amusing though.
Then we got into the topic of the two boys that ride through our school parking lot every day. One rides on a motorized scooter and the other rides on a bike. Every morning they cross through our parking lot, and it was beginning to bug us. So we made a plan. First of all, there is the janitor lady at our school who has a large yellow cleaning cart that squeaks. The squeaking is so high pitched that it hurts your ears, but sometimes it seems that I am the only one it bothers. Anyway, we decided we were going to gather a bunch of rabid squirrels together and put them in the cart. We would be supplied with mops, of course, and boom boxes would be strapped around our necks so we could play heroic theme music at the right moment.
On Monday morning, when they ride through the parking lot, we will burst out of the gym (one with the yellow cleaning cart and the other with the sports equipment cart), yelling war cries that instill terror into the boys hearts, all the while our heroic theme music plays from around our necks as we run with our carts full of cleaning materials, sports equipment, and rabid squirrels *squeakitsqueakitsqueakitsqueakitsqueakitsqueakitsqueak*. With a mighty cry we shall release our faithful squirrel minions and prepare ourselves with our oh-so-handy-dandy weapons of mops and footballs. While the rabid squirrels catch up to the boys (who are now pedalling and... motoring for their lives), we run at full speed towards our victims. With our mops we shall swat them in the face: "WAAAWAAWOOOOOAHWA WAWAWAWOOOO YAHAHAAA!" and with our footballs, baseballs, basketballs, etc., we shall knock them off their vehicles: "CHICHICHICHICHICHICHICYAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!".
Then our terrified victims shall pick themselves up off the ground and, half-running half-stumbling with rabid squirrels attatched to their clothing, they shall retreat off the premesis and never go through our parking lot ever again. *nods* And that is our master plot.
We did actually study, of course. I ran off some copies of a language practice test from my book and we worked on that a bit. Louise was sitting on the bed, staring at Marilyn and me in a scary way. It was kind of like crazy psychopathic glaring. Creepy I say. Finally she stopped and instead started making weird faces. Louise left around 6:00, but Marilyn stayed and had pizza. I like the kind of pizza we get. It's yummy! (Yummy is a fonny word).
I'm really tired, which isn't normal for me, especially at 10:00 at night on a Friday. I guess this week wore me out. Well I'll conclude this entry now, so bye bye!

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