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This will be my last counting blog entry. I know that I can continue to blog, but who will read it? It isn't the same I guess. I figured I should have a closing blog or something. This year is going by so fast. Today was the last day of the marking period. I really hope I have an A in Creative Writing still. It's the only final I won't have to take. It sucks, this year I have to take almost all of my finals. Last year I only had 3, and the year before I had all of them. Though, if this makes sense I have 2 I am not taking. I have studyhall first period so when everyone is in school for first period finals I won't be, 6th period I have lunch, and hopefully 5th will be straight A's. Who knows though.


Today was FREEZING!!! It was the coldest day of the year. Just walking from my car to the school I was an icicle. My fingers were so cold that they hurt! I just want one snow day this year, just one. I love when it snows, it's beautiful. I know we have had some flurries and a little bit to cover the ground but I want a pretty blanket of snow that you have to actually shovel, only because I don't have to shovel, that's what my brother is for. :-) Just kidding. Maybe... :-)



I don't think I have updated this in a week or so and last Sunday Grace and I saw the Pursuit Of Happyness. Yes happyness with a "Y". It was very good. It was sad, Will Smith is a good actor.

I'm very bored tonight, I had nothing to do. The little boy on television is trying to make up a story and it's funny because he has no idea what he is talking about. It reminds me of myself, which is pathetic considering I'm 17 and he's like 7. Ha Ha.


It took me almost an hour to post this because my computer kept getting all messed up so I'm ending it before it freezes completely.


Well... I guess this is it.

I need a moment to complain. I cannot stand how dumb my English teacher is! As I was earlier in my last entry I had to stay after to get my work and whatever. I go after gym, which was a joke, that stupid dancing is lame! Anyway, I go and she is still on that whole making up The Crucible test. I only told her a thousand times how I did not know anything and was going to fail, again. She didn't care. She gave me the test and when I asked about the homework she told me "It was too long ago for her to remember." Are you kidding?! I have the test and she told me to give it in by Monday to the new teacher. That's so dumb, I couldn't give anything to the other teacher when I asked, but now I can. UGH! UGH! UGH! UGH!



I just finished that poem thing due tomorrow. It has big words in it but I got it done. I don't know if I can even pronounce half of the words, but thank goodness for a thesaurus!



AND when I got home from school today I took my glasses off to clean them because they were wet from the rain. I was cleaning them and out of nowhere they snapped in half! LITERALLY IN HALF! AT THE NOSE! I was so mad, I told my mom and we called JC Penny Optical and they had one pair of my frames left so they popped my lenses in and we only had to pay a little bit because we have a warranty. I think these glasses are a little lighter on the pink though. Whatever.



Later.

Hey! I really have nothing to say today. Oh! Yes I do! My English teacher's last day is tomorrow!!!!!!!! YAY!!!!! She's nice, don't get me wrong, but she's SO boring! I have make up work to do for that class and I wanted to get it yesterday but she never brings her gradebook to class! It ticks me off so much! What kind of teacher doesn't bring their gradebook to class?! It makes me so mad! Ugh! I have to stay after today and find out what I have to makeup because then she will have her stupid gradebook. Anyway, tomorrow in study hall we are having a little party with bagels and stuff to say goodbye.



Last night was ridiculous! My brother had literally 110 viruses in his laptop! He hasn't even had the thing for a month! I was so mad. I had to fix the whole thing and take like two hours out of my "busy" life. Okay, so all I intended to do was sit on my butt online but the point is it was MY time.


Okay, well time is up and I must do another assignment.


Bye!


(-Jacquelyn)

The bell rings as my friends and I run
It's my favorite class
Yes, lunchtime has begun




We all walk to jury as I search for my car
The air is ice as I crank up the heat
Grace is always in the front while Alysha takes the back seat




McDonalds or Taco Bell is the question of the moment
We scream out choices and how much money we can scrape up
"McDonald's it is!" I scream as I drive
Who doesn't love the dollar menu?
It makes us feel rich.




Some nuggets
A few sodas
And maybe a small fry




We go back to school and laugh so hard that we cry
The warmth of my lunch burns my mouth
As I finish my food and go to my next class at High School South.

Cheressa Chicken-Burger is here! It was a rainy day but we had fun. We went to Taco Bell and got fiesta potato things. We went to the park and played then beeped at some hot guy and his friend gave us the finger. That was nice. We went to Mcdonalds to get a Mcflury. It was yummy! After the park we went to the bay and saw a dead seagull. It was really gross. The water was kind of cold, since it's winter and all. Afterwards we came to my house and watched the movie Now and Then. It was cute. We ate dinner. It was yummy. Yay for sloppy joes! We finished the movie and then made cookies. They are sugar gingerbread cookies. We made a mess. It was totally fun.


Here's a few of the 100 and something photos...

Once again I've been sitting here reading The Perks Of Being A Wallflower. It's an amazing book. I have about 25 pages left I think. Anyway, that's not why I'm blogging.


I was reading and in the book the boy Charlie is upset because all of his friends have graduated, he is only finishing his freshman year, and he only has a week left to spend with his friends until they go off to college to get things organized and such. Strangely, it got me thinking. My brother graduates this year. It scares the living hell out of me. I can't really figure out why either. I don't have as many friends a grade above me (now seniors) as I did in other years, but I still do have senior friends. It's so strange to know that in six months I could never see them again. The year after, I graduate and who know what is going to happen? Next year when I am a senior will things be different for me? Will I be happy or sad? Maybe a mix of both. Right now we're all big wish in a small pond, we're all in high school, some freshman, some sophomores, juniors, and seniors. Where are we all the same? We all have been in high school for some amount of years. High school has been our comfort zone. We know our boundaries. We know what we can and cannot do. We know what we can get away with and what teachers we can get over on. When we graduate what's going to happen? We're going to be a small fish in a big... Oh forget the pond, we're going to be in the damn ocean. There's sharks in there man!


It's just a strange thought. In my opinion, I feel this year is going by quickly. It's already 2007! Of course most of us hate the drama and stupid crap that goes on in high school but that's what makes high school what it is.


It just scares the hell out of me to think that one day we're all going to be out of our comfort zone and not know what to do.

I should be reading The Perks Of Being A Wallflower considering I have to write a book report on it on Wednesday or Thursday, I don't really remember what day. I'm a little more half way finished with the book though and I just started it last night. I think that's pretty good for me. It takes a lot for me to actually read a book. It's a very good book though.


Anyway, we are talking about poetry in Creative Writing and stuff and we were talking about our definitions or connotations of different words. One of the words were summer and it reminded me of a poem I wrote the last night of summer 2005. It was by far the best summer of my life. It's probably a stupid poem, but I suppose I will post it anyway.






Now that I read it over again... A year or two later I've come to realize this poem is terrible, but at the same time amazing. I guess you had to be there during that summer, with me and my friends to understand all the words that add up to a perfect summer.



I should read a little more, and I'm on the third round of listening to The Album. I swear, I will marry Ronnie Day. :-)



Cya!