Garba

Garba was a blast last night and the week before! I made fun of so many guys that were playing football outside of Lyman High School. Then there was raas. It’s wear you have one or two sticks and you get a partner and basically hit them with your partner. But you move to the beat of the music playing. There’s the basic step, the twelve step, and the fifteen step. I can only do the twelve step. Kind of sad, I know. But I only started doing this stuff last year. It’s been a bunch of weird and new experiences.

We did raas for hours. By the end of the night (3:00 in the morning) I was drop dead tired and my right foot burned. It still does. This is one of the nights that I’ll never forget. There’ll be plenty more of where that came from.

Tonight is going to be even better. I just know it!

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Homework Filled Monday’s

Homework. It’s what swamps kids everyday. Homework is what keeps kids away from their families because they’re too busy studying for some test or quiz. Today is even Labor Day! I shouldn’t be working! I cleaned the whole house today. I think that counts as labor, don’t you? And then I finished two of my projects. Does that sound like a fun Labor Day to you? Does it? No, didn’t think so.

But I’m not going to talk away this whole post about homework. I can always do that later. I want to talk to you about Marissa. She’s a girl. A girl that I’ve hated since the 5th grade. She has made my life a living nightmare. I won’t give away any last names because I’m not here to ruin her life like she has mine. Though I would love to.

I have computers with her. She has to sit right next to me. And everyday when she doesn’t listen to the instructions, she bugs me with her annoying high pitched voice, “Devi? Can you tell me what to do?” I’m screaming in my mind, “Why don’t you actually listen to the teacher for a change?” Ya, who was I kidding. That was never going to happen. I’ve been dealing with her since the 5th grade. That’s four years of complete torture. And you know what? I am completely sick and tired of all the crap that I’ve had to deal with from her and her little posse. I just sometimes want to grab a shovel and slam it on her head. Maybe she’ll know how I feel sometimes. Maybe some Chinese Water Torture. I heard it makes you go crazy.

This was supposed to be posted last Monday, but my program wasn’t working so…ya.

September 15, 2009

I failed my history quiz. I shouldn’t even be writing right now. I can’t believe I got another 68 on a history quiz!!! I HATE HISTORY SO MUCH! I really don’t like my teacher either. I think she’s out to get me. I swear. It’s really scary. Why does history have to be my weak subject? Why couldn’t it be math?! At least somebody could help me with it!

My life is just full of so much crap. I can’t take it anymore. Nobody ever actually understands me. And when somebody says, “Oh, I understand,” you’ll know that they’re lying. Nobody can ever understand anybody else. You’re your own self. Whatever happens on the inside, nobody knows about it. They can’t possibly understand. It’s not possible. I hate people who say they '”understand”.

Drama. The class I dread the most. Thank God it’s the final class of the day too. Best news I’ve had today, I don’t have to act. I’m back stage crew! I’m so happy! I didn’t even ask for this class and what do you know? I get dumped in here like it’s nobody’s business. But that’s ok. I’ve gotten pretty good at controlling my anger. I’m just so mad at life. I’ve never gotten anything I’ve ever wanted. Ya, I have a pretty good education. I shouldn’t be complaining. Kids in Africa should be. But excuse me for wanting something good for a change! I’m always stuck doing homework and studying! And then guess what? More studying and then more homework! Nothing new there. My birthday weekend was supposed to be fun. Don’t get me wrong. Friday and Saturday were a blast. But Sunday…I went a stupid walk-a-thon. I had to walk five kilometers. Then I come back home all sweaty and study for my stupid history quiz. And what do you know? After all my hard work, I get a stupid, freakin’ 68!!! My hard work always goes down the drain. And I’m never happy about anything anymore. Life’s just life now. I can’t even enjoy it…

Birthday Passings

My birthday passed on Thursday. Sadly, it was on open house. Spending 10 hours at school was not part of the birthday plan! My friend's birthday is on Monday though. She got me balloons but when I got on the bus, these jerks started throwing pretzels (ya, pretzels!) and pencils at me. It popped my balloon. I felt so bad about it. Having my best friend spend money on me and then it goes down the drain. It makes one feel guilty. Really really guilty.

We had an awesome birthday party though. A Nerf gun war is better than going to Chuck E' Cheese's. My friend did come late though. We would've had more fun if she was there longer. Things don't ever go as planned.

My friend's dog is awesome. Her name is Soliel. It's pronounced Solay. I said sit to her and, you won't believe it, she sat! For me! I felt so proud of myself. And that isn't even my dog. Weird how things can make you happy. I'd take that dog if I could. My friend would be mad so I wouldn't do that.

I went to a walk-a-thon today. It was only 5 kilometers but it felt much much longer. With the sun beating down on you constantly, it basically sucked. But I got my day's exercise which is a good thing. And good things don't come often for me.

September 5, 2009

My birthday’s coming up. Five more days if I’m not mistaken. I’ll be turning a number. It’s a number that everyone should be familiar with. I’ll give you a hint. It starts with an ‘F’. Guess how many numbers start with ‘F’? I’ll give you another hint. A bunch.

I’ve discovered a new song today. It’s called “All Black” by Good Charlotte. It reminds me about well…me. I love black. It’s like my favorite color. I’ve grown up loving the color. Good Charlotte may just be my hero for writing this song. I love the All American Rejects too. You can never hate them. Their music is like poetry. But the good kind that people actually like listening to.

One hour later…

I just finished dinner. Again. I feel like it’s routine now. Eating. Sleeping. Going to the bathroom. Entertainment. More sleeping and eating. It’s all the same. What could be the purpose of life then? Nothing maybe. But then again everything. Hmmm…thoughts to ponder.

Tomorrow I’ll be talking about the people I absolutely hate. I mean the people I hate with all my guts. The nasty girls that love to harass me, then ruin my life all over again. They are the evil people I wish were dead. But it’s not like I’m going to kill them or anything. At least not in the real world. That’s why people dream…

I Don’t Care Fridays!

It’s finally Friday. I’ve been waiting for this day forever. Ok fine, since Monday. But that’s like forever to me.

I had a history quiz today. I think I pretty much failed. Well, I didn’t exactly study much so that might count for something. History may just be my weak subject. All the more reason to study. NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO! It’s already bad enough that I have science first period, but now I actually have to study for history? What has the world come to?! I’m thinkin’ an end. So, like I was saying, I hate history. Period. End. The End. Fin. Whatever you want to call it.

Now I have to watch the movie ‘21’ with my family. We got it from Netflix. I’ve really been wanting to watch the movie. So, this is about the best thing that’s happened to me today!

Chow mi amigos!

September 3, 2009

I have so much homework. I should really be doing it right now but…it’s science. It’s physics. I hate it. I’m supposed to write a lab write up. How can I write a lab write up when I can’t even remember what we did in the lab?!

I just updated my profile. Yay for me! 8th grade is really hard though. Especially when you’re taking all gifted classes. And then you get stuck with drama when you didn’t even know you asked for the class! So now to get an A in that class, I have to say this monologue in front of my whole class about me being the Wicked Witch of the West and my best friends are monkey's. Joy to the world. On Tuesday, I have to present a project that is all about me. What I’m going to do is do it on the time I got four teeth pulled out. That will so gross the teacher out. Just what the doctor ordered. Haha!

I just had dinner an hour ago. I happened to finish my science homework too. But now I must study for my history quiz tomorrow. It’s on culture groups in North America. Did you know that the people in the Pacific Coast lived in slabs of bark? It’s amazing!

Tomorrow is going to be a long Friday. I just know it. I have to finish my Spanish quiz. I’ll take my history quiz. And I have to face all the jerks on my new bus. I miss my old bus really really bad! All my friends are on that one too. It almost makes me want to cry. Psych! I never cry. I kind of cried in the end of The Lord of the Rings: The Return of the King though. It was so sad. Poor Sam. His master leaving him like that. Watch the movie if you love blood being spilled. I know I do!