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Argh someone took a picture of me without my consent today. (Whilst blinded by the flash, I made a hideous face similar to an ogre’s.) I really hope that wasn’t a scrapbook committee member’s camera that took a picture of me at the Key Club meeting. Then again, I’d be highly amused if that picture would end up on KC’s photobucket :P
A whole new meaning to the phrase “Well your face is ugly.”

My freshman year at Cal High is entirely blameworthy for my ugly gpa. If I wasn’t a depressed drone and focused more on school than self pity, and if honors classes were offered instead of Adv. English 9/Adv. World History courses, (appearing to colleges as regular classes on transcripts) I would have a higher class ranking—-hence my constant brooding. I feel that Mr. Kinavey’s English class was difficult than any Honors classes I’ve taken at my current school. In my sophomore year, my Advisory teacher even had the audacity to tell me I had absolutely no chance to be accepted into a U.C. college. What an ignorant, imprudent bastard. What teacher would say that to their students, especially one that didn’t even graduate from a U.C. or Ivy League? Because there was Advisory today, I was forced to be in his detestable presence. I restrained myself from punching his face into the wall.

Yeah…I should really stop complaining about this…I’m not usually a violent person.
Sometimes.

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On a lighter note, Awake-a-Thon is this friday! Julianne is excited. She’ll get to stay up for 12 hours straight like last time :]

Oh and out of all the people I’ve tricked into eating garlic jelly beans, only one boy had actually enjoyed them. He didn’t scrunch his face into a disgusted manner at all, while others writhed in nauseated displeasure. I was intrigued.

me: So I saw a girl today with the cellphone I used to have… I think I died a little inside.
Dad: Stop worrying! You’ll get it again in a month!
me: You said that last month, Dad.

In all honesty, I feel my imminent death is approaching within each passing day in the horrendous place called school. My stress-o-meter, as you would call it, has officially shot up to an all-time high. One might say that I either take things too seriously or I’ve developed a sort of an inferiority complex, since I’ve realized that I’m not doing ‘enough’ to be accepted into an Ivy League or U.C. college. At the moment, my class ranking sure as heck is not in the top 10% (perhaps I’m in the top 15%) – possibly eradicating my chances of getting into the colleges of my choice, albeit it’s too early to give up hope. I’m adamant on sending my college applications by the end of this year, regardless of how my academic standing is at that point. My class ranking improved 7% by the end of sophomore year, thus a 5% more couldn’t hurt by the end of junior year >:D

I wish I had more extra-curricular though. ARGH I blame procrastination and fanfiction seducing me to the depths of hell. I don’t have quite the arduous schedule, but I’m having difficulty just to be able to comprehend the concepts in Physics sometimes. To my dismay, I would’ve taken regular physics over the summer if not for the general science requirement I needed to fufill. -_-

Weird how I’ve been interested in architecture ever since last summer. To think that in the beginning of sophomore year I was leaning more towards business or bioinformatics. I guess it’s common for me fluctuate my desires constantly, (especially with the subject of course selection) explaining my counselor’s extreme hatred towards me. I think I’ve changed my schedule at least 7-8 times. xD
Does anyone know someone who skipped a year of Spanish before taking AP Spanish 4? I would’ve taken it this year, but the summerwork was just too much.

After deleting my myspace, (ideally, I would have done this quite a while ago if not for my indecisiveness) I felt the need to rant incessantly. Oh, the joys of blogging. I think I’ll be doing this for a long time to come.
Now if I could just figure out how to make my own layout…

I love me some PuraTuri.