Hello!
Sunday rhymes with Monday and that's what tomorrow will be. Which means school.. yay... OK not really, but at least I will be learning something constructive in my time right? Right. I have to say right because we, students, are supposed to be learning something that will benefit our lives and help us when we reach the real world. Technically we are in the real world already. We are alive. Check. We are able to start working, part-time anyways. Check. We can control everything we do. Check. So what are they preparing us for again? Oh right for college. That's why all these overloading assignments are piled on to use before we graduate. The faculty wants to give us as much work as they can before time is up. It's like a race against time and all the teachers are trying to compete against each other and see which one can give more work to us before the whistle is blown. Let's see what I have on my agenda from now until I graduate. Daily in-school work. Daily homework, assignments and projects. Internship. Senior paper. Researching a topic for my paper. Researching the material for the topic for my paper. Finishing the paper before the internship starts. Have I ever mentioned I'm a procrastinator? Probably haven't. Well I am. So I haven't really started on any of these. And I realize that's not so good. I will get to everything eventually, though.
I went to the mall today. I browsed around. It was a nice experience. I also saw Avatar(I know it came out like a month ago, but I never really intended on seeing it because I am not much of an alien sci-fi person). And it was such a great movie. Like wow. This movie better win some kind of award. It was fantastic, and surreal. "I see you" Wow the bond between Jake Sulley and Netiri was so strong and unbreakable. I cried at the end of the movie when Netiri runs into the portable and saves Jake helps him back to like by putting on that breathing mask. She revives him to life. That movie was not what I expected at all. No wonder the box office is still sold out with with in 20 minutes or so before the movie begins. If you haven't seen Avatar yet, go see it! That's a command. It was so brilliant beyond words. Go see it!
I have to prepare for exams this week so I will be ending this entry right now. :)
This is The Rachel Report.
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Sunday, January 17, 2010
Thursday, January 14, 2010
Midterms= H.E. double hockey sticks
Hello lovely, lovely people who like to read, in general.
Do you think I'm too innocent for not spelling out hell in my title? That's so cute. But I am not innocent, like that anyways.
Today was a long day. To explain "long" I will do it without pausing until I finish, yes I am being repetitive. Which means no punctuation. Well it started with an exam I had two hours to complete it then I finally completed it two hours and fifteen minutes later Is that even possible no but I did it then I had a one hour break which flew by super fast then next exam same process. OK I need to punctuate from now on. I have a thing that I need to punctuate. I took English for two year in this private school and the teacher instilled this method to punctuate; now I can't live with out it. If something is incorrect grammatically I will know and I will fix it.
So now I have five more midterms to go. English is tomorrow, how ironic? Very. I really can't wait to finish the last one next Thursday. What a relief it will be, to relax and not worry about studying for anything else. Plus, second semester seniors! That's when we are allowed to slack off. At least that's what everyone else is doing. I caught a bad case of senioritis* in sophomore year. And I have had this virus still with me, but for midterms this year I actually made an effort and studied. For real. Many students, my peers, think I slack off and don't take school work seriously, but I do. Recently.
I realize that this will be another short blog entry. Due to the fact that it's one-ish and I have another exam tomorrow. But before I go I want to make a shout out to all the people who read my blog. Thank you. I am saying this not to sound even more conceited than I sometime can be, but I am saying this because one of my friends told me they read my blog religiously and I truly appreciate it. Thank you again.
Good night. Farewell. Avedazen (I can't spell). Ado. To you and you and you and you and you. Imagine the Sound of Music playing in your mind as you read.
This is The Rachel Report.
*senioritis= when a person about to graduate high school, in most cases, decides not to decide. Just to do nothing at all and doesn't care anymore about the school assignments. Symptoms to look for: sleeping in class,talking back to the instructor of assignments, rude and random comments randomly in class full volume, and any other disruptive or incompetent behaviour. If your son or daughter or both have these symptoms, then they may have a case of senioritis.
Do you think I'm too innocent for not spelling out hell in my title? That's so cute. But I am not innocent, like that anyways.
Today was a long day. To explain "long" I will do it without pausing until I finish, yes I am being repetitive. Which means no punctuation. Well it started with an exam I had two hours to complete it then I finally completed it two hours and fifteen minutes later Is that even possible no but I did it then I had a one hour break which flew by super fast then next exam same process. OK I need to punctuate from now on. I have a thing that I need to punctuate. I took English for two year in this private school and the teacher instilled this method to punctuate; now I can't live with out it. If something is incorrect grammatically I will know and I will fix it.
So now I have five more midterms to go. English is tomorrow, how ironic? Very. I really can't wait to finish the last one next Thursday. What a relief it will be, to relax and not worry about studying for anything else. Plus, second semester seniors! That's when we are allowed to slack off. At least that's what everyone else is doing. I caught a bad case of senioritis* in sophomore year. And I have had this virus still with me, but for midterms this year I actually made an effort and studied. For real. Many students, my peers, think I slack off and don't take school work seriously, but I do. Recently.
I realize that this will be another short blog entry. Due to the fact that it's one-ish and I have another exam tomorrow. But before I go I want to make a shout out to all the people who read my blog. Thank you. I am saying this not to sound even more conceited than I sometime can be, but I am saying this because one of my friends told me they read my blog religiously and I truly appreciate it. Thank you again.
Good night. Farewell. Avedazen (I can't spell). Ado. To you and you and you and you and you. Imagine the Sound of Music playing in your mind as you read.
This is The Rachel Report.
*senioritis= when a person about to graduate high school, in most cases, decides not to decide. Just to do nothing at all and doesn't care anymore about the school assignments. Symptoms to look for: sleeping in class,talking back to the instructor of assignments, rude and random comments randomly in class full volume, and any other disruptive or incompetent behaviour. If your son or daughter or both have these symptoms, then they may have a case of senioritis.
Tuesday, January 12, 2010
Another day goes by.
Hello people who read this.
What am I to write when no words or thoughts come to mind? What if people didn't think? What if people didn't think about what they do; they just did. There probably wouldn't be such a thing as morale or a conscience. How would the world work? This is a very deep, thought- provoking question. I can't even imagine a world without thoughts. How would one answer such a question? Well, for one, this person would have to be a very intelligent being. Genius. I'm sure even if you called Jimmy Neutron*, he would not be able to answer this. This is a very serious matter, in my opinion anyways. What if the world was run by Big Brother, like in the George Orwell novel, 1984. In this fictional, futuristic story, the world is run by this "Big Brother" figure, who tries to minimizes the thought of the human mind. some people in the story realize the difference and try to rebel secretly against it. The rebels who get caught go through a process of pain and brainwash, until they believe what Big Brother is doing is right, no matter what logic would say... anyways this was a great book if you want an exhilarating read.
I got off topic, didn't I?... I tend to do that, it's just that one thought leads to another and my fingers just keep typing and I get all excited and then when I reflect back, I think what a waste of thought it would be to just delete it.
Want to know one reason why I wanted to start a blog? No? Well I'm going to tell you anyways. I want to express myself. I want people to read my opinions. I want people to one day see my name and it will mean something - positive. I just want to write. What more can I say? Well honestly I could say a lot more.
Has anyone ever had an off day? Well let me tell you mine. First, I woke up and did my daily routine of "getting ready for school". This consists of waking up and getting out of bed, AND staying out of bed. I tend to roll back in bed and request a couple more minutes. Or say "yea I'm up" (when I'm still under the covers, curled up in cozy, warm blankets... ahh just like heaven. What about that phrase? "just like heaven"? I know I'm getting off topic again, but I can't help my mind from wondering. "Just like heaven" how could people say that if they never experienced heaven. Some phrases should never be taken literally. What if, hypothetically, someone wanted to actually experience heaven? If no one ever actually experienced heaven and came back and told the tale of what it's like to be in heaven, where did this phrase come from? It's obviously a metaphor, for something wonderful. What little kids are taught, is that heaven is for all the good people and hell is where the bad people go. This...., well I don't want to offend anyone's religious beliefs so I'll just drop it. Oh! I could care less of what other people think of me and my opinions. (I tend to write a lot before I actually get to my point; much more superfluity to come! :D) I believe that this heaven and hell is nonsensical.
Guess what? Time for a new topic!!!! YAY! Well it's going to just finish what I was originally going to say about my day today.
So let's just skip through breakfast and drive to school. I'm at school and BAM! a test first thing in the morning. How great is that? I know right. That went well, I had a good feeling about it, anyways. OK, the rest of the day was blah (a.k.a not important to discuss) until after lunch. After lunch is my History class, the one where I was supposed to write this argumentative essay on some controversial topic, I handed my paper to the teacher, and he handed it back to me, again. Apparently my argumentative essay didn't have an argument. At least he's trying to be nice, I got another extension: Friday. Friday also happens to be the same day as my English midterm. Can my week get any better?..but my day kept going. Today, I had my vivre** exam in Anatomy. This is actually my favorite subject, I'm not very good at speaking on the spot, so I don't know how I did. With all my joking around and dramatic pauses, the possibilities are endless of what my score may be. I'm not too worried. And that's how my school day ended, with an exam. It started with an exam and ended with an exam.
This will also be the end to my entry, for today. There will be more tomorrow!
Please feel free to leave comments or ask questions? If you want an honest opinion, I give you my word. It will be honest.
Farewell everyone.
This is The Rachel Report.
*For those whom don't know who Jimmy Neutron is, I will tell you who he is. I used to watch Nickelodeon when I was a young child a.k.a. two years ago. Yes, occasionally I watch cartoons. That has nothing to do with Jimmy Neutron though. OK he was a super genius whiz kid. A fictional, computer animated kid.
** vivre- it's a word used in the UK, my teacher is Britsh but he expalined it as an oral examination. It sounds sexual, it this case it wasn't. The root "vi" means "live" in any language with descent to Latin. So this makes sense, that it is a live exam, a personal exam. Which involves talking in this case.
What am I to write when no words or thoughts come to mind? What if people didn't think? What if people didn't think about what they do; they just did. There probably wouldn't be such a thing as morale or a conscience. How would the world work? This is a very deep, thought- provoking question. I can't even imagine a world without thoughts. How would one answer such a question? Well, for one, this person would have to be a very intelligent being. Genius. I'm sure even if you called Jimmy Neutron*, he would not be able to answer this. This is a very serious matter, in my opinion anyways. What if the world was run by Big Brother, like in the George Orwell novel, 1984. In this fictional, futuristic story, the world is run by this "Big Brother" figure, who tries to minimizes the thought of the human mind. some people in the story realize the difference and try to rebel secretly against it. The rebels who get caught go through a process of pain and brainwash, until they believe what Big Brother is doing is right, no matter what logic would say... anyways this was a great book if you want an exhilarating read.
I got off topic, didn't I?... I tend to do that, it's just that one thought leads to another and my fingers just keep typing and I get all excited and then when I reflect back, I think what a waste of thought it would be to just delete it.
Want to know one reason why I wanted to start a blog? No? Well I'm going to tell you anyways. I want to express myself. I want people to read my opinions. I want people to one day see my name and it will mean something - positive. I just want to write. What more can I say? Well honestly I could say a lot more.
Has anyone ever had an off day? Well let me tell you mine. First, I woke up and did my daily routine of "getting ready for school". This consists of waking up and getting out of bed, AND staying out of bed. I tend to roll back in bed and request a couple more minutes. Or say "yea I'm up" (when I'm still under the covers, curled up in cozy, warm blankets... ahh just like heaven. What about that phrase? "just like heaven"? I know I'm getting off topic again, but I can't help my mind from wondering. "Just like heaven" how could people say that if they never experienced heaven. Some phrases should never be taken literally. What if, hypothetically, someone wanted to actually experience heaven? If no one ever actually experienced heaven and came back and told the tale of what it's like to be in heaven, where did this phrase come from? It's obviously a metaphor, for something wonderful. What little kids are taught, is that heaven is for all the good people and hell is where the bad people go. This...., well I don't want to offend anyone's religious beliefs so I'll just drop it. Oh! I could care less of what other people think of me and my opinions. (I tend to write a lot before I actually get to my point; much more superfluity to come! :D) I believe that this heaven and hell is nonsensical.
Guess what? Time for a new topic!!!! YAY! Well it's going to just finish what I was originally going to say about my day today.
So let's just skip through breakfast and drive to school. I'm at school and BAM! a test first thing in the morning. How great is that? I know right. That went well, I had a good feeling about it, anyways. OK, the rest of the day was blah (a.k.a not important to discuss) until after lunch. After lunch is my History class, the one where I was supposed to write this argumentative essay on some controversial topic, I handed my paper to the teacher, and he handed it back to me, again. Apparently my argumentative essay didn't have an argument. At least he's trying to be nice, I got another extension: Friday. Friday also happens to be the same day as my English midterm. Can my week get any better?..but my day kept going. Today, I had my vivre** exam in Anatomy. This is actually my favorite subject, I'm not very good at speaking on the spot, so I don't know how I did. With all my joking around and dramatic pauses, the possibilities are endless of what my score may be. I'm not too worried. And that's how my school day ended, with an exam. It started with an exam and ended with an exam.
This will also be the end to my entry, for today. There will be more tomorrow!
Please feel free to leave comments or ask questions? If you want an honest opinion, I give you my word. It will be honest.
Farewell everyone.
This is The Rachel Report.
*For those whom don't know who Jimmy Neutron is, I will tell you who he is. I used to watch Nickelodeon when I was a young child a.k.a. two years ago. Yes, occasionally I watch cartoons. That has nothing to do with Jimmy Neutron though. OK he was a super genius whiz kid. A fictional, computer animated kid.
** vivre- it's a word used in the UK, my teacher is Britsh but he expalined it as an oral examination. It sounds sexual, it this case it wasn't. The root "vi" means "live" in any language with descent to Latin. So this makes sense, that it is a live exam, a personal exam. Which involves talking in this case.
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