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I have once again been on a journal writing hiatus, but lately this site hasn't been too interesting, and I've had more important things to deal with. We've finally been getting a start on building the school's website, and I've been on lockdown from Tabatha on playing on Gaia too much during class. I've got some free time though, because I'm done with the current project, and until Ms. Shugars gets out the e-mails so we can get information on the clubs, we're kind of at a standstill.
See, lately it's been difficult for the 5 of us, 5 meaning me, Tabatha, Amber, Mike, and Jonas, to get out to the classrooms, and talk to the advisors of the club, because we either have scheduling problems, or they're busy teaching the class, or they're just not available to speak with. We fixed that idea by deciding to send out a form to all the teachers, so that they could fill out the information and get it back to us. I would have been fine to just do it at home myself, but because of some legality issues in the fact that students can't go in direct contact with a teacher like e-mail, Ms. Shugars has to to do it for us, and it's going at a snail's pace. So we're sitting here right now, Amber looking over my shoulder, waiting for lunch to start.
This day is the second day for the Senior luncheon, which is when all the Seniors who are Proficient in their Math, Reading, and Writing testing, get to go to the Adler Dining Hall run by the Culinary Students. We get a free meal and basically get to cut out of 6th period, so of course we're looking forward to it. School's been slowly getting by, I can feel the teacher's losing their momentum, they want this year over. I'm finally doing well in all my classes, and Mr. Kuhns actually spoke with me after class and said he was proud with how I've been working, so that's a positive.
Ms. Klein is really getting on my bad side for several reasons, if you have to ask, you'll never know, but it's really just I can't stand her train of thought, she's making me pull out my hair the way she goes on about things. She's making the course really difficult, and that bothers me even more because Psychology is one of the few courses I look forward to every day.
Like I said, we're finally building the website for the school, and it's coming along great. There's going to be so much information, I'm gonna make sure everyone sees it and likes it. Josh and everyone else will be able to find stuff about them we've put up from our resources, it's a lot of content to finish, and our deadline isn't very realistic to say the least, it's got Tabatha losing it a little.
I've been missing everyone though, besides Josh who of course I see everyday at school, I haven't come in contact with like Jen, Russell, or Sonja in like forever. When Josh got to go to Sonja's last week I was pretty peeved I was stuck at home baby-sitting, but I was looking forward to her birthday party, which is now apparently cancelled, so Josh and I are thinking of some ways to make it work out alright somehow. I can't stand this, whenever Sonja wants to make something right or do something fun it always falls apart, no wonder she doesn't believe in God, he/she never gives her a break. I couldn't even find her the birthday present she wanted, and I know that even though she'll say something like, "It's ok." or something, it's not, really, at all. I always end up never coming through on my word, and it's pathetic, I don't know why anyone ever trusts me anymore.
My dad has become invisible to me other than the hello I give him when I get home from school. More on that later, that's a whole other story, and I'd be here for a while if I had to tell it right now, I don't have the time. Basically, stuff has been going up and down, and I'm trying to make the best of it, but it's difficult to look up to things when so much bad is happening everywhere else.
Edible Substance · Thu Mar 09, 2006 @ 06:51pm · 0 Comments |
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