Compulsion

I'm probably known for being flighty, air headed, numerous things. Is that the reason why people think of me as "fake" when they see the "real" me? It isn't right how people judge others so quickly. I'm not flighty, not at all; and while I am pretty quiet and serious, it doesn't mean I put up a front to mislead others. Sometimes I just happen to feel more elated than others. I'm awkward, I trip a lot, I'm quite lost when it comes to certain things..I also lack an attention span. I catch myself, I get up, I'm freakishly knowledgeable at random subjects..and I pay close attention to the littlest details. This tells people nothing about me. Absolutely nothing. Don't be so quick to judge: what do you know about me? Not my habits, not my quirks, but me.

Was just about to use the word "fair;" then I realized, it's just another four-letter F-word.

ALRIGHT: enough bitching about what others think of me. I care too much for my own good.

So apparently, SAT scores will be coming out in approximately 1.5 hours..I'M NERVOUS. But I'm also checking tomorrow morning~ *nervous laughter* 777 better prove useful..
do YOU know what this one is talking about? (this one= me, that one= mccain; obama<3)

TODAY: I liked today. Sort of. Why does biology always have to be so dull? I'm sure one day cells will muster the energy to become interesting; until then, however, we are all quite stuck here in this rut.

Why do I always feel compelled to hug a person and why don't I ever just do it? -_-"

The way home today was a laughfest. Don't recall what Jordan and I were talking about, though. I think he said he wanted to be a baseball when he grew up.
No, I'm sure he said he wanted to be a baseball. My brother is hilarious. Befriend him (*winkwink* *nudgenudge*).

And, I suppose this concludes today's rant. I feel like writing but -alas!- how horrible that being known to mankind as "writer's block."

-ms rainclouds

Clipped

My wings, that is. Why are my days so monotonous? It's driving me all sorts of banana nuts. I'm failing Calc, my APUSH grade is sliding ever so slowly downwards, business is a draggg, I can't write for shiz anymore, bio is boring, and spanish is an overload of work. WHY DOESN'T MY LIFE MAKE SENSE ANYMORE?!

Let's see why I'm in this rut now:
1. I was Asian, math made sense.
-Translation: I was lazy and didn't study: Asian genes.
2. History was tough, but I BS'd and got through..somehow..
-I stopped giving a shit and the teacher was nice.
3. I didn't have business..but at least PE helped with something..
-Okay, I'm fat now; I was outta shape then. I'm also not a great public speaker.
4. My English 2A teacher didn't give a shit.
-Shit.
5. Chem was fun.
-I didn't learn anything; uh oh.
6. Spanish w/Avalos was fretful but easy.
-I did minimal work for the maximum grade.

Now that all my insecurities are on the web, feel free to pick me apart. Please leave suggestions as to how I can improve (I promise a bribe in the near future!).

~ms rainclouds

Life 'til now

Haha, I think I piss off the majority of my teachers! Maybe they sense they piss me off too? Maybe.

Oh boy! So school is quite the stressful autonomy.

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