Issues With the World

So me and mom ride into the city where the concert was going to be. My mother's a little lost, since she has gone to the city in a while. We're riding down some streets when we see a car driving off and a police officer walking away from them. My mother says something about maybe the police officer is stopping people, so we stop and the police officer puts her head up to the car looking slightly exasperated. Turns out she'd been stopped by several people to ask about the concert.

So we take the directions she gives us. Turns out they weren't worth a darn, but luckily my mother is able to figure her way around at this point and parks the car in a parking multi-level lot thing. I forget what they're called. So we walk down the stairs, because the elevator is taking too long, and then down the side walk to the place where the concert was going to be.

As we get there, I recognize the area and my mother says something about maybe bringing me here for some kids thing. whatever. We go into the building and I start to get all excited over the concert. The whole building is kind of circular. So we go around, seeing all the food seller's and the people selling the band's merchandise. It was cool. finally we go sit down. Of course we ended up sitting down in the wrong section so we had to get up and move. But it was cool because the section we ended up in didn't have as many people in it so we didn't feel as crowded in.

The concert soon started. There was a smaller band that came on before Journey. Night Rangers I think. I agree with my mom's statement that it was nicer listening to the main singer talk than to the band playing. I mean they weren't that bad but they weren't that... great either. He did tell a really funny story though.

Apparently the first joint that they played at had like... a really small stage. So they were all really squished in on this stage. But you see the bar ran all the way from the stage to the front door, and was really long. So one of his guitarists, he said, whenever he did his solos, would run up and down this bar knocking everyone's drinks over. (apparently they never made any money at the place because they had to pay for everyone's drinks). Anyway he continued on that there would be this one guy, named Eddy, that would come in occasionally. and he looked like this snazzy... business guy I think he said? He'd have two girl on each arm and everything. Apparently they always had a good night whenever Eddy came. So when they made their first album they made a song called Eddy's coming out tonight. So funny a story in my opinion.

Anyway after that band played there was an intermission. Mom asked me if I wanted anything to eat, I said no. We ended up getting drinks the both of us.

Went back in and journey came on. Was really cool to see them on the stage in real life. Especially their new singer. Who I really need to figure out the name of. I didn't recognize about three quarters of their songs but it was still pretty awesome. They were tons better than the Night Rangers. It was cool too because like each of the people in the band got their own like... solo songs where it was only them playing. They even did a really cool harmonica and guitar totally instrumental piece that I really liked. About half-way through me and mom went to the bathroom. While we were on the outside section of the building my mom called dad and we considered going home early. But my mother finally said, no, it would be safer if we left when everyone else left so we wouldn't be walking all alone on the sidewalk back to the car.

God I'm glad we stayed. They played all the good songs soon as we sat back down. All the one's I really knew and could sing along with, even though I couldn't name the titles off for you other than the obvious Don't Stop Believin' . It was awesome. And then they acted like they were going, but they came back. Oh and I'm going to backtrack for a second. The Night Ranger's main singer said that every self-respecting band had a na-na song. and what did Journey sing when they came back on? Their na-na song. Lovely right?

So me and my mom left, and we were still able to beat the crowd a bit, yet walk with a small group. When we got to the place where are car was we figured out that we hadn't thought to check which floor we'd parked on. So we ended up going two floors too high before we found it. Got home. Had dad activate my phone. Got to mess with it a little before they sent me to bed at midnight.

Oh gosh. I've gotten really behind so I apologize if there are like... really big gaps and things in what's happened and if the blog posts are severely shortened. Also because of this I'll probably skip the morning and the bus ride if I can't remember what happened.

Spanish was... well boring as always. We did some more memory type activities, and started working on the actual review chapters in the book. We ended up with a worksheet as homework.

Calculus, again, totally boring. Figured out that I'd forgotten to do a paper. Would have to turn it in the next class with the rest of my homework and just get some points off. Rest of the class went by like a breeze. Learned a bit more from the teacher this time. Also found out that apparently he's designed a satellite and it's going through testing now before it gets launched off. All of the students are wondering why he's here teaching at our school if he's such a genius but he won't answer us when we ask.

Infinity boring as all get out. Seriously I'm really starting to dread going to that class. Maybe it will pick up eventually but we'll see. Today we pretty much polished off our scripts for this project, and would record if we had the chance. Of course my team technically had the chance but one of my team mates that I had designated to speak wanted to procrastinate about it. Oh well.

Programming we finished off the programs we'd been given to do the week before, and then showed them to the teacher. Nothing all that exciting happened. Bruss did this neat thing for one of his programs, but it was technically cheating. Then the whole of the class pretty much lounged around and talked with the teacher for the rest of the day until the bell rung for us all to go.

I get home about the same time as my mother strangely. Confused because she came home early, I walk to the garage door which is still open from where my mother had pulled in. My brother gets out and tells me that only his phone came in. Great. I walk in the house, am told that all the phones came in. God I love my new phone. It actually is a smart phone, that runs using windows mobile. It's so amazingly awesome. Oh and then of course the whole unlimited texting I have now.

But I didn't get much time to mess with my phone as me and my mother had a concert to go to. That's right. I got to go to a concert for Journey. Was amazing. Rewinding for a second though. So I pretty much had to ignore my lovely new phone so I could get my homework done in time for the concert. I barely get it done in time. And of course I can't use or take the phone to the concert because my mother refused to activate them before dad gets home. Dad gets home just as me and my mother need to leave, so I have to take my old phone with me and dad can't activate the new one until I get back because it will make the old one I'm taking with, useless.

So me and my mother head to the concert.
Which I'll tell you all about in a separate blog post.

Alright I'm posting this a little late, so I apologize if the post is a bit short, due to my lack of memory since it's been several days now, especially with everything so much more interesting that happened the day after.

Monday morning, monday morning. Had the stupid fog problem with my car again. Found out later when I asked my mother that it was normal. It just meant that my car's windshield was fogging on both sides. How unfortunate. It's a pain.

That morning must not have been that interesting. I think I just stayed in the first block classroom the entire time copying some homework over into the notebook it was supposed to be in.

English first. Not much happened there really. We learned more about the project, though she still didn't give us the sheet for it. Most of the kids assigned for a date to display. I haven't said when I want to go though. Mostly because I'm so unsure about what I want to do as a subject as well. After discussing the project we simply went on to discuss the story we had read. I'd liked it... I think. What had that one been... hrm. I think... , Oh it was a story called Double Identity. It'd been neat. It was a lot like a compacted version of the book we had, had to read for summer.

Physics next. I got lost in my head. Did poetry while we were going over the BCQ. Or the beginning of class quiz that we have. It's graded, but not that harshly. Especially when we're given the correct answer before we turn it in. Mostly meant to make sure your paying attention, and it usually leads into what he teachers for the day. We ended up in the lab, measuring these cylinders of different materials so that we could find the volume and density and then see if we'd gotten it right compared to the correct values. Just boring stuff that we have to re-learn or learn for the first time before we can get to the interesting stuff. Anyway we didn't finish the first day. We'd have to finish it the next class. For some reason when I think back to the class, Bruss coming up past me, acting like he was gonna walk right past, and then poking me in the side making me squeak really high-pitched. Annoyed the heck out of me. Maybe that's why it sticks out in my head. Who knows really.

Went to Creative Writing. Which let me just say, I love A days for the first time, because it has my my English classes, specifically this one. This class is FANTASTIC. To the point that I almost wonder if I should have been a literature major. But then again, if I had tried to apply as that, I probably wouldn't have made it. Ah well. I'm still taking this class and it's still amazing. In fact the teacher tells some pretty wicked stories from her past too. Like the time she had a live chicken. It was hilarious. The stories she gives us are usually really interesting too. The one we were discussing this time was Once more on the Lake. Freaky story, strange ending, but still pretty cool, especially once she helped us figure out the ending a bit better. I also found out that I was going to have to do two separate memory essays. Which I hated, until I realized how many things I'd like to write about, and now I'm actually thank full that I'll be able to write about two of the subjects I came up with.

History. God. That class is amazing too. The teacher is so fun. I get to be known as Powhatan for the rest of the year. How awesome is that. Not really in class, but on the wiki she has set up for us. It's even cooler considering the fact that I'm a direct descendant of Pocahontas. We didn't do much this class though, besides talk about some random things that were history related but not really part of the course.

Got on the bus. Went home. Did my homework. Went to bed. Wasn't much to do after school really, except be excited for what the following afternoon would bring.

I know, I know. My titles aren't interesting at all anymore, I get it. But I'm too brain-dead from school to come up with anything more creative. And I warn you this is going to be a pretty boring blog post as well. My weekend was not the most exciting thing that's for certain. Not that any of my days are really that exciting but this one was really... blah.

Friday night. Didn't do much. Worked on homework, barely got done with any of it really. At least other than my programming homework. Went to sleep fairly late even so.

Saturday didn't do much either. Got most of my work done other than a separate technology project and math. Got through my english homework mostly. Both stories I had to read were really cool and the one for my main english class really got me thinking about some things. Good thing too or I would have really been lost on the homework we had to do since all the teacher told us was to 'write a response'. That's it. No boundaries, no starting question, no nothing. So it left me feeling a little lost. But I got through it and I think what I did will suffice.

Sunday. First part of the day I finished that tech homework. Really it was supposed to be a group project, but other than the research, I pretty much did everything. Not that it was that big of a deal, but I still feel kind of put out. Hopefully my teacher will know to put me with better partners next time. Anyway. I ended up going into town with my mother. She got some stuff and we looked at new phones. Oh yeah. We ordered new phones. I can't wait to get them. They'll be here by tuesday so I'll tell you how cool they are then. But the one I picked out for myself is a PDA. Which is tons more useful as far as school stuff. Although I'll have to pretend it's not a phone or something I guess if the teachers ask when I have it out. My parents are also getting unlimited texting this time around. It's nice but I probably won't use it that much. They said they'd let me use it, but wouldn't even tell my brother that we have it. Funny I think. Again, probably won't use it much, except for the vague-ish times that I feel like sending a picture of something to somebody. What's nice too, because it's done PDA style, and not just like a touch-screen phone, it comes with a stylus, which means I don't have to worry about fingerprints all over the screen because the only way I can use it. After I came home with my mother I watched the 3-D spy kids movie because it was on, and then the new Scooby Doo movie. The Scooby movie was pretty cool actually. I like how they did it. All the actors were perfect, though I really think they should have dyed Fred's hair blonde. It just wasn't the same looking at him without blonde hair. And for some reason the movie seemed to really push the idea of Daphne and Fred being together and then Shaggy and Velma being together. The first pair was kind of in the cartoon, but the second pair... that just didn't seem right. at all. The weird thing was, all the actors looked like they were college kids, but later in the movie it says that the only one who can drive is Shaggy. Which puts me as older than all of them except Shaggy. Me being about the same age as Shaggy. Which kind of freaked me out a bit. Mostly I just think that they actors were too old for the age they were trying to say they were. So I ended up never doing my math homework. Luckily it's not due until tuesday so I'll just get it done tomorrow.

Blog post ended up longer than I thought it would be... I guess more happened this weekend than I had really realized. But I'd forgotten about the whole phone thing. So yeah. See you monday, I guess?

This morning was actually fairly normal. Mother didn't get angry at me for anything, and I was able to leave the house at a fairly normal time and all. Got to the bus loop at my highschool. Math didn't get off the bus so I didn't get to yell angrily at him like I had planned. Oh well. Forgot my ipod again, but I didn't read this time, I just kind of.... sat there and thought. Oh and I guess I should mention while I was walking away from my car I saw an old friend of mine from my home school. She waved at me I waved at her and then I kept moving. She doesn't need to be named because I doubt I'll see her again often enough after this. Though if that does miraculously happen I will name her, don't doubt that.

Morning at school was boring. Wasn't able to catch my crush. Not that I tried that hard. Gave my English teacher a coffee cup sticker I had made. She really liked it, which is cool. Yeah. Otherwise not much happened in the morning except me running around a bit.

First period was fun. We discussed some interesting things. We had a prompt, soon as we came into class, and it was "What do you consider american" or something like that. I'm too lazy to go look in my notebook and tell you exactly what it was. Nicely enough, even though I thought I was going to fail at the prompt I thought of a single thing that makes somebody american and pretty much wrote my whole... three quarters of a page on that. The rest of the class was discussing, whether on that or on the book we had to read over the summer.

Physics was... interesting to say the least. If it wasn't my cube being broke like it did last time it was my newest cube being stolen from me and then handed off between people while I'm not looking and then laughing and leaving me in the dark when I am. Luckily I don't care enough to get mad at them only to get a little irritated, but I still laugh along. Arsenic and ... and... I have found a person I need a name for. Let's call him... Bruss. Like brussel sprouts. Even though that's totally not where I got the name from. I'll add him to the list once I've finished and posted this. I have a feeling I'm am in now way going to be able to pay attention in Physics with Arsenic and Bruss in the same class. Thank god I rarely have that happen. Unfortunate that I sit right in between them in this class. Of course I picked the seat. But I'm too good of friends with Arsenic not to have. Plus I'm supposed to help her with this class too, so it's best really if I had sat there. So I will have to deal with the two of them. Their cool though. In a way they will make Physics bearable.

So I meant to have lunch with my crush. Couldn't find him though, like seriously. It was weird. I looked everywhere I knew that he could have been too, minus classrooms around the school. Maybe he wasn't here today. Either way I'm determined to find him come Monday morning.

Creative writing came after Physics. Now that was fun. We discussed what non-fiction was and what essays were. Read some interesting passages. One of them was about "dirty" barbies. Hilarious to say the least considering that the two kids in the story were probably like... eight. Maybe ten at the most. I feel like I'm starting to get to know the ninth graders more. Or at least the ones in this class. There's only one guy in the class too which I find funny. I think I'll call him One just for that reason. When we set up the circle that we sat in today he ended up like.. almost straight across from me. Weirdly it seemed like we kept passing glances every five minutes or something. No idea what was up with that, except after a while I'd start just glancing at him to see if he was glancing at me. Meh. Probably all just coincidental. He was probably thinking it was weird as well anyway.

History... I hated history. Yet I loved it too. I hated it because she gave us four different texts books to take home. Loved it because we took a personality type quiz and then talked about it and it's relation to what we'll be doing in class. Then we wasted the rest of the class by discussing 9/11 and what we remember about it and then anything branching off of that. Good and bad end to the day really.

Went to the bus. Rode the bus home. Wasn't that exciting. Got in my car and came home. Mother got angry at me for not calling her soon as I got home. Mother made me clean before I could do my homework. Got mad at me because I just sat and waited for her to tell me what to clean. Anytime I explain that I can't just do anything without being told they revert to saying that you can't do that with a job. You have to just get up and do it. Do they consider the fact that I will never have a job in cleaning? I would fail at a job in cleaning. Because I don't know what to do. If my mother had been having me program something for her or fix dinner (If I actually knew how to fix what she wanted), I could have just gone and done everything needed without someone telling me. Not when it comes to cleaning. I have no clue then. Gah.

Anyway. Day wasn't all that interesting, but I still have to report it, so that's what I tried to do.

Well this morning was good though my mother kept getting angry at me over my horrible delaying tactics that I have in the morning. But I'm good about getting out of the house on time no matter what for the most part, so I half ignored her for the most part.

While waiting for the bus I saw an old friend of mine. I guess I should explain the whole story though before I say what happened this morning. So I have an old friend of mine. And I would name him by his old codename that I used with my friends but all I remember is that it was math something or other. So I suppose I will name him to you as the mathematician, or simply math for short. Even though I remember him hating math's guts, funny funny.

Anyway I kind of considered him one of my closest friends. He used to be a crush of mine but no longer really. I especially considered him my closest friend and only that, after I had to leave him for the school I applied to get into as he was at my home school. So I really missed him for the first year I was at my arts school and I couldn't see him and I realized how much I'd taken his friendship for granted. The second year I was at the art school though, he moved to the highschool that the bus picked me up at. So I got to see him for about five seconds in the morning. However. He choose to be an absolute jerk and horrible person and not say a single word to me. Most he would do is acknowledge me with a nod of his head and that was all. Made so mad that he would not talk to me. I even surprised him once and nearly knocked him over because I pushed him. Anyway he did this for the entirety of last year.

This year, this morning, I saw him for the second time but he saw me for the first time. I looked up from stickers I was cutting out (made them myself), to see him. He almost immediately glanced over and looked at me and we met gazes for like... half a second. Or it was probably half a second but it certainly felt longer let me tell you. I have no idea what passed there. Because I didn't get anything. But I have this feeling that my cold stare I sent him might have put him off. Either way tomorrow I'm going to knock him side the head with my umbrella and yell at him. Hopefully he'll speak so I can at least see if his voice has changed in the time I haven't heard him.

So I got to school. Gave my two friends the stickers I had promised them. Cupcake and a coffee cup. I have the coffee cup one on my English notebook. I have an extra coffee one I'm going to give to my English teacher tomorrow too. Nothing too interesting happened. I chatted with.. maladie. Maladie will be her name. She's the one that got the cupcake. So I talked with her and neglected to go find my crush to ask him what lunch block he had today. Oh well.

First class was spanish. Spanish was... alright I guess. I had a little bit of fun with the activities we did, and not nearly as lost when the teacher started speaking in spanish. Got to know the girl I sit with a little bit more, though I really need to find out what her name is.

Went to calculus. Boring as all get out. Figured things out a lot faster than everyone else. Figures. It's going to be like my geometry class all over again. I'll have tons of time to draw and things in between me learning it. If I find out I can learn it from the book easy I may not pay attention at all in class.

Lunch was alright. Found out that apparently I need to watch all the miyuzaki films. Apparently a friend of mine... let's call her miyu, is going to let me borrow all the movies, since apparently she has them all.

Infinity was a drag. again. But I figured on that since we're still on this same project and all. I'm pretty much doing all the work on that unfortunately. Oh well. At least I know we should get a good grade. I'll be getting most of that done this weekend.

Programming was nice though. We found out about our editor and I finished a program off. My only deal with this program we're doing though, is that, as far as what we're doing in class with it, it's all in this very DOS looking window. I think it's called command prompt or console or something like that. But I don't like it. But the editor does have the ability to do windows program style stuff too, so that's cool.

Didn't see my crush on the way to my bus like I did last time I had these classes. Was hoping to ask him about his lunch block then. Oh well. Perhaps tomorrow morning.

Oh and I guess I'll make a list of names and short descriptions for you guys as far as my friends and things go. That way you can reference it if need be. It won't include their real names as that's the whole reason for creating the fake ones, but it'll help if you forget who someone is or whatever. It should anyway. I'll put the link to it in the top bar.

So second morning driving was good, although I felt rushed the entire way and I nearly died running through the school thinking I would miss the bus. Because I left the house a little late and I was slower getting to the highschool than I thought would happen. Which I guess I aught to mention now, because of the school I go to, it's not the original school I would have gone to because of the county I'm in. I had to apply to get in. and because of that I have to catch a bus at my homeschool system's highschool every day to get to school or just drive all the way there. and since my parents don't trust me driving that far they just have me drive to the highschool.

Anyway I caught the bus fine. However I left my iPod at home, so the bus ride was kind of boring with nothing for me to listen too. Luckily I had my trusted kindle so I was able to read the first of the maximum ride series even though I've already read all of those books at least once already, but that's okay. Those books are so awesome it totally makes up for it. and you could read them all front to back right after the other one and still be able to go and re-read the first one and not feel like it's boring you because you know the story. Because you won't. Because so much happens in those books, it's not even funny. You put the just one of the books down and then you realize all the stuff that happened to the characters and then you look at the thickness of the book and your like..... how did all that fit in there?

Anyway. First class was pretty cool. Met my english teacher. Really nice I really like her. I think I'm going to like english a lot too. I finally get to write in an english class rather than just read literature the entire time. Thank god. A lot of my friends are in there too. Or at least ones I don't get to see as often in the rest of my classes, so that's cool. I actually don't have that many classes with my closer friends. No lunches or classes at all with one. Ugh. and she's the one I'd love to have all of them with. Okay maybe not all of them, but a fair few anyway.

Second class... I'm iffy about. Some of the kids in there are going to make it fun, some of them I could see dragging the class down. I like the teacher in general, as I had him last year. It's a physics class, so a little boring, but interesting at the same time. However. The classroom is jam packed with students. The teacher even had to add an extra desk to fit us all in. Which I hate large classes. HATE them. Luckily I'm sitting next to the two/three people who should make the class fairly bearable. Hopefully.

Lunch. Lunch was cool except I had to drag a close friend of mine to a different table. I also found out that my um... I guess I'll just call him my crush. Even though I'm friends with him too and all. Yeah, he has my lunch. and he doesn't have an orchestra room that he can run to. So I think friday when I have this lunch block again, I'll make sure to catch him and sit with him. Even if it means not sitting with my friends that day. Because I don't have a class with him like I did last year and I'd really like to talk to him for more than the five minutes we see each other in the morning or the hallway.

Third class today I can tell is going to be interesting. Possibly fun but definitely interesting. It's with the same teacher as my English class and it's a 'creative writing' class. It's cool because basically we write all year and explore different kinds of writing and discuss things all about writing. Yay! First up is non-fiction, which... I think I might like. A little. I'm a little leery because I don't like non-fiction in general, but she says we'll be writing personal essay type stuff which I enjoy doing a lot. I mean, that's basically what this blog is, isn't it? Maybe I should show this to her. It's not exactly edited or anything, but it's certainly an example of me writing a lot about myself and everything, right?

Last class of the day was history. Which I was dreading. Because it was U.S. history and I feel like I learned that the first five years of my life. But then I met the teacher and found out how she's going to teach and everything and I think I'm going to love the class. Because it sounds like she's teaching a lot like a favorite history teacher I had some years back and that makes me so ecstatic. I really hope it turns out fun.

Bus was in a different location after school, so that confused me a bit, but I got there. Drive home was nice, and I got my allotted thirty minutes home alone, although mother scolded me lightly about calling her when I get home. That's going to be annoying to do, but oh well, I'll get over it.

I'm seriously considering here on out every time I make a blog post related to what happened in my day of school, I just title it with what number day of school it is. It's simpler and it automatically tells the reader I'm going to go through my classes and what not.

Anyway.
First morning driving to the highschool.
It's pouring down raining. What the heck world. Do you want to challenge me?
Anyway my dad decides because of the rain he wants my mother to FOLLOW me to the highschool. Great. I thought I'd feel all freedomfied and instead I just feel like I'm being babyied with my mom following me to school. hrmph.

On the bus I tried to finish annotating a book I had due, but I didn't really get that much done in it and then in the morning before school I pretty much got distracted re-acquainting with everyone. Forgot to bring a polymer squid to school for a friend of mine too, unfortunately.

First class was Spanish. woopee. Gah. I hate spanish with a passion. But I have to take a language and this is the last year I have to take it so that's a relief. But I have a feeling I am not going to be able to make it through this year as far as the talking in spanish goes. The teacher is going to be surprised at how little everyone knows I can just feel it. He's not going to like the results of my last teacher that's for sure. So that was just kind of... torture. Luckily, being first day and all he didn't push on the talking in spanish but he said he would later.

Second class was pre-calculus, which I was kind of looking forward too, simply because the teacher was a brand new teacher. He seemed alright to me. Mostly he didn't seem to realize that the kids and work load that the kids deal with is a lot more than usual, and I think he was afraid we were going to attack him or something. I can imagine some students in other schools might have done so to him at some point or another. Anyway I think he'll lighten up once he realizes how well-behaved and bright we are.

Third class I had was Infinity Project. Which I found out, I don't think I'm going to like that much. It's a technology class, and you'd think, since that's my focus area and all, I'd love the class, but gah. I have this feeling it's going to be boring for me. It seems that the class is going to be about how different kinds of 'technology' functions and works and then different theories and formulas and things that deal with 'technology' in general. Apparently it's an engineering course even though the programming teacher teaches it, so I just have this feeling I won't like it. Luckily I love the teacher herself, so it won't be too bad.

Last class of the day was Adv. Programming with the same teacher as Infinity so I just stayed in that classroom. There are only four students who are taking Adv. Programming, but come to find out they combined the class with those who were taking Infinity II, so there ended up being about ten students that my teacher will have to deal with separately. But both groups are kind of... independent and good about getting things done so she shouldn't have too much of a problem with it. Nice enough the four of us in programming decided that, we would work through what the teacher planned for a nine weeks, probably get it done early, and then be able to chill for the last week of the quarter, and then the next quarter we'd start working again. It's a nice way to keep active throughout the year, but also get some free time in as well. ^^

Which the programming class is also teaching a language that will help me TONS when it comes to my forum system with the avatars and what not. And it will be easy to work on it in class during that free time I'm going to get.

Nothing much happened on the way home. Driving by myself to the house was cool. Oh I guess I should mention that they changed the bus route so that it's quicker this year. So I end up home alone for at the very least thirty minutes, which is nice for posting on here and checking various websites before my parents come and I have to on to my homework.