That's what I need to take now.
I need to be calm and not walk over to Megan.
I will not strangle, punch, or gouge her eyes out.
I need something to use for relieving stress.
I need someone to decide whether or not musics are happening.
I need last year.
I need last April and May.
Auuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuugh I need happy.
Saturday, December 11, 2010
Friday, December 10, 2010
Anna Nalick - Shine
I absolutely love Pandora sometimes. That awesome little internet radio or whatever you'd call it gives me suuuuuuuuuch awesome music that I wouldn't normally listen to on a daily basis ('cause, y'know, I have no time or effort to put towards listening to new music). Aaaaaaaaaaand I love this song. It's fantastic, both the song and Pandora.
They make me happy, whether they know it or not...
They make me happy, whether they know it or not...
Thursday, December 9, 2010
Yay for mini notes!
'Cause I don't think I can sleep without writing this first.
Dear Person Who Will Remain Unnamed,
wtf HOW DID YOU BELIEVE THAT EVASIVENESS?!?! I know I wouldn't if someone had given me that crap line. Part of me thinks you didn't, but I can't be sure. Did the look I give you make you think it was a stupid question? I certainly hope so. I'd thought to be keeping that to myself for awhile longer. Or, y'know, for forever.
-Jenna
Dear Adorable One,
If it weren't for you, I wouldn't be worrying about this. Gr.
-Jenna
Dear Snow,
Please, please PLEAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAASE keep on truckin'. I would absolutely love it if there were a snow day tomorrow (although I think Megan would be upset that she couldn't finish her Munny). I would hate to have to walk to WMCAT in snow. Please just give us a day off.
-Jenna
P.S. PLEEEEEEEEEAAAAAAAAAAAASE?
Dear God,
Please keep that dog well. There's been enough crap for them.
-Jenna
Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaand that's it. Have a pleasant tomorrow, folks.
Dear Person Who Will Remain Unnamed,
wtf HOW DID YOU BELIEVE THAT EVASIVENESS?!?! I know I wouldn't if someone had given me that crap line. Part of me thinks you didn't, but I can't be sure. Did the look I give you make you think it was a stupid question? I certainly hope so. I'd thought to be keeping that to myself for awhile longer. Or, y'know, for forever.
-Jenna
Dear Adorable One,
If it weren't for you, I wouldn't be worrying about this. Gr.
-Jenna
Dear Snow,
Please, please PLEAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAASE keep on truckin'. I would absolutely love it if there were a snow day tomorrow (although I think Megan would be upset that she couldn't finish her Munny). I would hate to have to walk to WMCAT in snow. Please just give us a day off.
-Jenna
P.S. PLEEEEEEEEEAAAAAAAAAAAASE?
Dear God,
Please keep that dog well. There's been enough crap for them.
-Jenna
Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaand that's it. Have a pleasant tomorrow, folks.
Monday, December 6, 2010
Ohhhhhhhh yeah.
Dear GRPS board members,
You now have a rather long email in your inbox. 'S what you get for letting everyone know your email. Those of you that don't have your emails readily available will probably be receiving letters soon. Also what you get for letting your addresses being available.
This better do something. Or I'm going to be really mad.
Sincerley,
Jenna Loserface.
You now have a rather long email in your inbox. 'S what you get for letting everyone know your email. Those of you that don't have your emails readily available will probably be receiving letters soon. Also what you get for letting your addresses being available.
This better do something. Or I'm going to be really mad.
Sincerley,
Jenna Loserface.
Sunday, December 5, 2010
Creativity: Why why why why?
Why do I write? Because I love it.
Why do I love it? It's fantastic and I'm much better at it than talking. It lets me get what I'm thinking out into the world in a way that others can understand. Writing gives me time to mull over what I mean and lets me see my thoughts in actuality. I can reread something and then rethink it, while in my head I might lose something before I have time to comprehend what I meant by it.
Why do I sing? Because I love it.
Why do I love it? It makes me happy. I don't know if I'm any good or not, but I feel like I am when I'm just doing it and it makes me feel like I'm awesome. I can interpret the words the way I want and sing them the way they make me feel and though my bland stage performances might say otherwise, I can show emotion when I'm singing. Just watch me sing Wicked in the car, man. And that's another thing. When you're singing those big old notes or Defying Gravity or whatever...how can you not feel great? It's amazing.
Why do I draw? Because I love it.
Why do I love it? It lets me see what I created in my head, like writing. It shows me my characters and all that without it being tossed out of my head. I'm forgetful as heck and it's reassuring that I've at least got a little bit of talent to keep the basic idea of my characters alive. And while I'm drawing, ideas come to me. Personality traits, little obsessions. I learn more about my characters by drawing them.
Why do I love all this? Because they take my mind away from itself and distract me. Without writing, doodling, and singing, I probably wouldn't be as sane as I am today. What do I do when I'm upset in class? I doodle or write. What do I do when I'm sobbing? I try to sing a happy song or I write. Creativity is what keeps me sane; not just music, or writing, or art, but all of it. The act of creating something new of my own keeps me sane.
Now, can I do any of this for a living? I have no idea. I kind of would like to do it all, but, um...that seems kind of difficult to do, don't you think?
Why do I love it? It's fantastic and I'm much better at it than talking. It lets me get what I'm thinking out into the world in a way that others can understand. Writing gives me time to mull over what I mean and lets me see my thoughts in actuality. I can reread something and then rethink it, while in my head I might lose something before I have time to comprehend what I meant by it.
Why do I sing? Because I love it.
Why do I love it? It makes me happy. I don't know if I'm any good or not, but I feel like I am when I'm just doing it and it makes me feel like I'm awesome. I can interpret the words the way I want and sing them the way they make me feel and though my bland stage performances might say otherwise, I can show emotion when I'm singing. Just watch me sing Wicked in the car, man. And that's another thing. When you're singing those big old notes or Defying Gravity or whatever...how can you not feel great? It's amazing.
Why do I draw? Because I love it.
Why do I love it? It lets me see what I created in my head, like writing. It shows me my characters and all that without it being tossed out of my head. I'm forgetful as heck and it's reassuring that I've at least got a little bit of talent to keep the basic idea of my characters alive. And while I'm drawing, ideas come to me. Personality traits, little obsessions. I learn more about my characters by drawing them.
Why do I love all this? Because they take my mind away from itself and distract me. Without writing, doodling, and singing, I probably wouldn't be as sane as I am today. What do I do when I'm upset in class? I doodle or write. What do I do when I'm sobbing? I try to sing a happy song or I write. Creativity is what keeps me sane; not just music, or writing, or art, but all of it. The act of creating something new of my own keeps me sane.
Now, can I do any of this for a living? I have no idea. I kind of would like to do it all, but, um...that seems kind of difficult to do, don't you think?
why I don't talk
calm calm calm calm calm calm calm calm calm calm calm
people are jerks you can deal with that.
you are logical and assume the simplest explanation.
it's how you are and that's it.
be calm
be calm
you're fine
they're petty
you'll be better
take from this and learn
just don't talk
don't talk
talking gets this
this is why I don't talk.
people overreact?
you overreact
just said something that I observed
you're the one that took it out of context like that
was an observation
not freakout
not a tripping moment of trippiness
I don't do drugs
no, that's you
I'm clean
I'm like bones, like you said
logical
a scientist
occam's razor and all that
you're fine
you're fine
you're fine
you
are
fine
what do I do for you?
I cry
I try to cheer you up
I'm the adorable little older-than-you-girl
always try to make people happy
draw you pictures
write you messages
just try to be happy so you will, too
and you do this
don't want to sound betrayed
no, not like the cliche
just trying to sort it out properly
people might say I'm smart
or mature
or awesome
but I don't feel any of that
just stupid
like a little kid
emotional capabilities of a teaspoon
(I'd quote it properly, but I've got a much greater emotion range than a teaspoon)
need Christmas break
need to get rid of the blended model
need friends that I actually see on a daily basis
need to be better
but don't talk
'cause talking only brings this
people are jerks you can deal with that.
you are logical and assume the simplest explanation.
it's how you are and that's it.
be calm
be calm
you're fine
they're petty
you'll be better
take from this and learn
just don't talk
don't talk
talking gets this
this is why I don't talk.
people overreact?
you overreact
just said something that I observed
you're the one that took it out of context like that
was an observation
not freakout
not a tripping moment of trippiness
I don't do drugs
no, that's you
I'm clean
I'm like bones, like you said
logical
a scientist
occam's razor and all that
you're fine
you're fine
you're fine
you
are
fine
what do I do for you?
I cry
I try to cheer you up
I'm the adorable little older-than-you-girl
always try to make people happy
draw you pictures
write you messages
just try to be happy so you will, too
and you do this
don't want to sound betrayed
no, not like the cliche
just trying to sort it out properly
people might say I'm smart
or mature
or awesome
but I don't feel any of that
just stupid
like a little kid
emotional capabilities of a teaspoon
(I'd quote it properly, but I've got a much greater emotion range than a teaspoon)
need Christmas break
need to get rid of the blended model
need friends that I actually see on a daily basis
need to be better
but don't talk
'cause talking only brings this
Saturday, December 4, 2010
I need to know who to send this to.
But, for now, it shall be simply to GRPS. Because they suck so fricking much.
Dear GRPS,
Hi there, I'm just one of your lowly students. I used to be one of the students that thought you had potential, but you've pounded all the optimism out of me. Now I can't wait to graduate and I'm terrified of being all grown up. That's kind of terrible, isn't it? I hate being in your freaking school system so much that I'd rather deal with my fear of growing up. Why do I hate you? Oh, let me count the reasons.
That blended model thing? Utter and complete crap. You're using the same amount of teachers you did before, by the looks of it, so I don't know how you're saving money. I have three different teachers for my math class. Three! And I'm tired of it. Day one, I kind of learn how to do the process of the lesson. Day two, Novanet teaches it to me. Day three, I learn how to do it on the calculator for the test. But guess what? Once that test rolls around, I have no idea what I'm doing. I got a C- on my last test. I am kick butt at math, GRPS. Just ask Mr. Mabin, y'know, the husband of the awesome teacher you pink-slipped at our school about a year and a half ago? Yelled at Mr--oh, I'm sorry, Dr. Garner for messing up one of the Montessori seniors scholarship? Yeah, he knows how good I am at math. I bet he'd be really disappointed in me if he knew I got a C-. I'm freaking in tears because of it. I haven't gotten that bad of a grade on an actual test since Astronomy freshman year, as in the class everyone did horribly in (Brian, Lindsay, and Ryan can back me up on that, I think). Yeah, yeah, I shouldn't be so torn up about a grade, but you know what? I am! I want good grades and I know I could be doing better if it weren't for this stupid system. KIDS DON'T LEARN FROM COMPUTERS, YOU STUPID, STUPID SCHOOL DISTRICT. I thought the big thing nowadays was to get kids off of computers, get them active, blah blah blah. Look at me! I'm ranting about how crappy you guys are on a computer. Because I'm sooooooo used to being on a computer all freaking day. Going to the computer lab used to be a sort of treat in class, y'know? I like writing and researching and all that. Now it's all I do everyday. I just want to get through the lessons on the computer and be done. I'm not learning anything.
MY 3.9 GPA IS GOING TO BE SCREWED UP BECAUSE OF YOU IDIOTS. I HATE YOU.
And I hate that not only do I have to deal with you another year, but my sister has to deal with you for three more. I feel so bad for her. She's smart. She's nice. But if you guys keep it up like this...she's going to get frustrated. She's going to get in trouble for yelling at someone or something. I've already started yelling at people this year because I've gotten frustrated. Luckily for me, though, it's with Weber and he gets that I'm just standing up for myself...I guess...I dunno. But Megan's going to end up frustrated and with bad grades that she doesn't feel like fixing but she doesn't want and...it's all because you guys wanted to save some money. Well, guess what, GRPS? You'll save TONS of money. 'Cause all you're going to get to the point where you don't have ANYONE in your district and then you don't have to pay any teachers or anything. You'll get to keep all your money like you're trying to do now.
Also, Bernie? I don't like you. It might just be because you're the figurehead, the emperor, all that, but I don't like you.
I would say something rude, but I don't want to get in trouble.
-Jenna Loserface
P.S. I swear none of this means I'm gonna go nuts and shoot up the school. I'm just going to unleash the terror that is my mother on the counselling office until I get a traditional Algebra II class.
P.P.S. Did I mention we don't get nearly enough prep time between end of lesson and exam? My group might get a day. A day.
P.P.P.S. I cannot wait for 2012 now. Bright side, if it's the end of the world? Megan won't have to deal with this crap for four years like I'm going to have to.
Dear GRPS,
Hi there, I'm just one of your lowly students. I used to be one of the students that thought you had potential, but you've pounded all the optimism out of me. Now I can't wait to graduate and I'm terrified of being all grown up. That's kind of terrible, isn't it? I hate being in your freaking school system so much that I'd rather deal with my fear of growing up. Why do I hate you? Oh, let me count the reasons.
That blended model thing? Utter and complete crap. You're using the same amount of teachers you did before, by the looks of it, so I don't know how you're saving money. I have three different teachers for my math class. Three! And I'm tired of it. Day one, I kind of learn how to do the process of the lesson. Day two, Novanet teaches it to me. Day three, I learn how to do it on the calculator for the test. But guess what? Once that test rolls around, I have no idea what I'm doing. I got a C- on my last test. I am kick butt at math, GRPS. Just ask Mr. Mabin, y'know, the husband of the awesome teacher you pink-slipped at our school about a year and a half ago? Yelled at Mr--oh, I'm sorry, Dr. Garner for messing up one of the Montessori seniors scholarship? Yeah, he knows how good I am at math. I bet he'd be really disappointed in me if he knew I got a C-. I'm freaking in tears because of it. I haven't gotten that bad of a grade on an actual test since Astronomy freshman year, as in the class everyone did horribly in (Brian, Lindsay, and Ryan can back me up on that, I think). Yeah, yeah, I shouldn't be so torn up about a grade, but you know what? I am! I want good grades and I know I could be doing better if it weren't for this stupid system. KIDS DON'T LEARN FROM COMPUTERS, YOU STUPID, STUPID SCHOOL DISTRICT. I thought the big thing nowadays was to get kids off of computers, get them active, blah blah blah. Look at me! I'm ranting about how crappy you guys are on a computer. Because I'm sooooooo used to being on a computer all freaking day. Going to the computer lab used to be a sort of treat in class, y'know? I like writing and researching and all that. Now it's all I do everyday. I just want to get through the lessons on the computer and be done. I'm not learning anything.
MY 3.9 GPA IS GOING TO BE SCREWED UP BECAUSE OF YOU IDIOTS. I HATE YOU.
And I hate that not only do I have to deal with you another year, but my sister has to deal with you for three more. I feel so bad for her. She's smart. She's nice. But if you guys keep it up like this...she's going to get frustrated. She's going to get in trouble for yelling at someone or something. I've already started yelling at people this year because I've gotten frustrated. Luckily for me, though, it's with Weber and he gets that I'm just standing up for myself...I guess...I dunno. But Megan's going to end up frustrated and with bad grades that she doesn't feel like fixing but she doesn't want and...it's all because you guys wanted to save some money. Well, guess what, GRPS? You'll save TONS of money. 'Cause all you're going to get to the point where you don't have ANYONE in your district and then you don't have to pay any teachers or anything. You'll get to keep all your money like you're trying to do now.
Also, Bernie? I don't like you. It might just be because you're the figurehead, the emperor, all that, but I don't like you.
I would say something rude, but I don't want to get in trouble.
-Jenna Loserface
P.S. I swear none of this means I'm gonna go nuts and shoot up the school. I'm just going to unleash the terror that is my mother on the counselling office until I get a traditional Algebra II class.
P.P.S. Did I mention we don't get nearly enough prep time between end of lesson and exam? My group might get a day. A day.
P.P.P.S. I cannot wait for 2012 now. Bright side, if it's the end of the world? Megan won't have to deal with this crap for four years like I'm going to have to.
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