Imagination and Irritation

Memory Day! Peek into my past... ( ;) )

When I was about ten years old and Lizzy was eight, my parents left us home for an hour or so to go to band practice for our church. Things were fine at home for a little while, but then Lizzy and I heard a noise coming from my dad’s office. It sounded like my dad talking on the phone, so we weren’t bothered by that, until we remembered that our dad wasn’t home. Then we sort of freaked out a little. Lizzy demanded that I go and check in my dad’s office to see if someone was there. After a lot of arguing and freaking out together, I did. I didn’t see anyone, but both of us were convinced we had heard someone.

The rest of the night we kept hearing people! Upstairs, in the bathroom, in the kitchen, in our parents’ bedroom. We finally decided that the intruders had to be invisible. It was the only explanation. I had actually been doing some research on invisibility cloaks for a story I was writing, so unfortunately I knew that being invisible was actually possible. Lizzy and I ended up calling our parents, who were more than little ticked off at me for getting us both all scared.

For a long time after that, I really believed that there were people in my house wearing invisibility cloaks. That’s definitely one of the downsides to having a powerful imagination.

So, yes; I've pretty much always been this paranoid and, um, creative :)
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Classical went well today. Our class is really back to its regular self, which makes me all warm and fuzzy inside XP It does, okay?! I love how we all laugh with and at each other, and so much more. Most of us have been together since eight grade, and some of us from even elementary school. We're a pretty tight bunch ;D

There was a Latin quiz this week. Some of you may know that Latin was not exactly my focal point this week. Let's just say, I studied lightly at the most. So, when the teacher announced that the Latin quiz was today, it was one of those You're-Joking-Right?-Please-Be-Joking-Oh-No,-You're-Not moments for me. Despite my horrors, I actually did pefectly fine. The quiz was EASY.

The logic quiz...hmm...In my defense, whoever wrote the book is a flat-out HORRIBLE teacher with NO LOGIC EXPERIENCE or GOOD WRITING EXPERIENCE WHATSOEVER. All he talks about is crap like Simple Aprehension and Verbal Expressions and Comprehension vs. Extension and all this junk that has to be put into confusing over-lapping categories! I HATE IT! I *love* logic, so when someone like Mr. What'sHisName comes along and writes a terrible logic book (which we frequently have to change in class because it's INCORRECT), it makes me MAD. Can you TELL?

Lol. Sort of. No, actually, you know what? Not lol.

Other than that, today has been fine. The teacher really loved my "Paradise Lost" paper, which is a major YAY because I loved the book. I hate it when I write a bad paper for a good book.

Tonight I have soccer practice :-/ Normally I don't dislike soccer at all. Normally, I actually love it by this time. The only problem is our coach isn't a great coach. He's not BAD, and he's really nice, he's just not the best coach in the world. So, I feel like we never really learn much. AND, he doesn't make us run, which might be a good thing, except that it means that I'll just STAY out shape instead of improve. Humph.

Desirae Mayes story: I think I wrote some last night, not much, but some. It's going okay. Still not great, and I doubt it will go anywhere. Still, it's good to be writing SOMETHING again, you know?

No play practice tonight :( None, actually, until Friday! *sob*

Hmm...I think that's all for now, folks. The What Disney Movie is Your Favorite? poll is about to expire, so if you'd like to cast your vote, go for it! So far 18 people have voted, which is an all-time high for me :) Yay and thanks, y'all!

Carpe diem!

Memory Day and Lil' Miss...POPULAR??

FIRST THINGS FIRST: NEW FOLLOWER!!!!!!!!!!! :O Thanks, Kevin the Awesome for following! :D :D :D Made my day! Well, it was already made (read on), but you made it even further ;)

EDIT: *SCREAMS AT TOP OF LUNGS* SPARKLE4JC12 IS ALSO A NEW FOLLOWER!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! :O :O :O :O IS THIS JUST FOLLOW-CARPE-DIEM DAY OR WHAT??

I AM SO PSYCHED! OMG! I CAN HARDLY BELIEVE THIS! DO YOU PEOPLE REALIZE I AM ONE FOLLOWER AWAY FROM MY LONG-TIME-SECRET GOAL OF FIFTY (50) FOLLOWERS??????

*SCREAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAMS*

Sorry.
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Memory Day:

The place where my church meets, there is a “huge” dirt hill. At least, it was “huge” when my friends and I were nine years old. I played on that hill with my friends every chance I got. We played on it after church, after Wednesday night Bible study, even after the classes for our homeschool group that met at the the church building. We played slaves on it after church and Bible study, but after homeschool classes, the Hill became a place of war. We homeschool kids had divided ourselves into two teams, and we battled for control over the Hill.

Needless to say, that hunk of dirt and weeds was a big part of our lives.

We loved playing on it. It was the best playground imaginable. We had trails coming off of it, we had carved steps into the back side, there was a hole in the side for treasure, it was a kids paradise.

That’s probably why the news of its planned demolition hit us so hard.

Well, it hit me hard anyway. When I found out the Hill was scheduled to be destroyed and flattened out to make the church yard a prettier-looking place, I was devastated. I asked my dad if he would tell the bulldozer guy not to do it. My dad said that the hill really did need to go; it was ugly and not useful to anyone. I kept pestering him, though. Finally he told me that if I loved the hill so much, I should do something about it myself.

Being, well, ME, I began plotting what to do, and decided that I would make a petition. I grabbed a piece of lined paper before homeschool group one day and labeled it Save The Hill. I went around telling the kids what I was doing, and before long, I had a ton of signatures. I did the same thing at church the next week. By the time I was finished, the paper had almost a hundred signatures. When the guy came to destroy the hill, I showed him the paper, and told him why we wanted the hill to stay. He actually listened to me, a little nine-year-old girl.

I finished explaining and held my breath. He shrugged.

"Okay.”

I was speechless. My idea had actually worked! The Dirt Hill is alive today, and still sitting happily behind the church building :)
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Well, play practice is just one big YAY after another! I had another one tonight, and it went probably the best yet. Gosh, people are so nice to me, I almost wonder if they want something from me. It's utterly ridiculous! All these popular people are coming up to me and talking to me. I really wonder if there's a catch to their friendship...The kindness is awesome, and I like everyone a lot, but it's crazy!

Things That Happened At Practice:
1. I got a compliment on my hair being so pretty.
2. I got a compliment on my pig tails.
3. I got a compliment on how cute my purse is.
4. I got asked if I had a Facebook by four people.
5. I got invited to someone's Sweet 16.
6. Someone made someone else move so they could sit beside of me.

*blink*

:O

Did I MISS something??? I don't think I'm really this giant popular-girl magnet! And get this: Mr. Lead Singer Who Plays Shang-the-Captain passes me and goes, "Hi, Kendra!"

*eyes bug*

:O

I hate to get used to this. I love it, probably more than is healthy, LOL, but it can't last, right? I mean...hmm...Any thoughts? I don't want to seem like an ignorant "home-schooler", but does anyone have any advice/guidance/suggestions/theories? Are these people just super awesome and nice, or is something going on?

You know what I think? I think I'm just too darn suspicious of everyone! LOL!

As for the singing, I wasn't sure what I was (alto/soprano), so the music lady made me an alto. Turns out, I usually sing soprano harmony. I CAN sing alto, no problem, I just natually hear the soprano and so it's hard for me not to slide up to that. I'm getting better, though.

Okay, anyway.

Classical went well today. We're getting back to our full selves now. It takes us a little while to get our class chemistry back. Cassidy is getting to see the real us more and more...*evil laugh* Hopefully we won't scare her off :P

Ben (the Dare Devil) got to read something something with a British accent, as he requested. I thought he would totally butcher it, but it was completely authentic-sounding. I was impressed.

We looked at a tape worm and some bacteria under the microscope. The tape worm had eyes. *blinkshudder* Ickkkk. And the bacteria was boring. But we also looked at a Hydra Budding, and that was AWESOME. It seriously just looked like a magenta squid. Very cool.

Well, I guess that's all that's been going on...

Thanks for reading, talk to you later! :D :D :D :D Don't forget, theories on people being so nice are more than welcome :)


P.S. Vote in the poll! Pretty pleaseeeee :D

First School Days and Chicken Glaze

Picture Day:

So, there's this puzzle that's all put together--finally. Every piece is in perfect place, each one fits into the next just as it shoud, there aren't any wrinkles or gaps, and everything is just right. Except suddenly there's a giant piece missing...

Hi! Well, lots of news!

Soccer went...well, pretty fine! The coach is very nice, and he doesn't make us run at all, which is good for me in the short run, but not the long run. He's also not a particularly good coach, but I've had WAAAAY worse, so it's all good.

I bought some ADORABLE new tennis shoes yesterday, and I'm planning to run every day. Since I won't be running at soccer practice, I guess I'll have to get into shape somehow else.

SCHOOL UPDATE: Well, it was okay. Definitely overwheming and there's a lot to do each week. I'm not really excited about the main subjects, and logic isn't the kind I like at all. My teacher does a great job, she's just not my favorite teacher for some reason. I really liked having my dad last year; having a guy teacher was awesome, and the boys acted differently (better), too.

So, pretty much, it was a disappointment :'( Still, I thought Challenge I was going to totally suck and it was AMAZING, so, you never know!

We called Ellie at lunch and put her on speaker-phone, so she got to "eat lunch with us" even though she wasn't there. That was awesome.

Several times, I glanced around at Taylor to ask him something with my eyes, but he wasn't there. No further comment on this issue.

In a minute, I'm going to go outside and kick the soccer ball around with my dad before taking a quick shower.

Okay, I gotta tell this story from dinner.

So, we were having a really fun dinner, laughing and joking, and then Daddy started reading the Bible (we're in Revelation, which is my favorite book, and Lizzy *hates* it). Well, all the sudden, I look down at my arm and it's all nasty and greasy. I'm like,

"What the heck? What *is* this??" I'm kind of laughing and freaking out at the same time.

Then my mom is like, "It's in your hair!" And there's all this grease in my hair. Then we all look at the little cup of nasty chicken-juice sitting by my plate, and we're like, *groan*. So, I use like a million napkins, and we're all sort of chuckling. Then, I'm just like,

"Okay, I am just taking a shower after a while."

Mom: "Why don't you just go over to the sink and rinse that piece of hair really quick?"

So, I go over and start sink-washing. And my dad just cracks up. I'm like,

"What is so funny??"

He's just howling and he's like, "It really is funny!"

Me: "It is NOT--okay...yeah, it really is."

More really hard laughing.

Okay, maybe you had to be there.

At any rate, I think my life could totally be turned into a sitcom.

That's all for now! TTYL!

Butter Beans and Stuff

“Books have knowledge, knowledge is power, power corrupts, corruption is a crime, and crime doesn't pay..so if you keep reading, you'll go broke.”

Haha, a perfect example of the logical fallacy "the snowball". And it's the Quote of the Day, today being Wednesday.

STEVEN IS AWESOME!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! OMG 39 FOLLOWERS?????? THAT IS UNREAL! YAYAYAYAYAYAYAYAY!

*clears throat* Okay. Sorry. I'm done.

Today we went mission trip shopping at Goodwill. I went into the Men's section, grabbed the first three pairs of basketball shorts that looked like they might fit, tried them on, they fit, and was done in like six minutes, no lie. Lizzy spends an extra ten minutes and comes out looking like Miss. Gorgeous-And-Put-Together even though she's wearing men's clothing. *sigh* It's not fair.

We saw "Night at the Musuem 2" today, too. It was good. I liked the first one better personally, but everyone else in my family (as well as Matt) liked this second one more.

Lizzy and I went with a bunch of people from church to pick butter beans (lima beans) tonight. It was so fun! I think I would really like living on a farm, for a little while at least.

Besides that, not a whole lot is happening. I'm thinking of making a little sidebar gadget thing with links to posts about my Family, Friends, and School for people to click on if they want to. It must be kind of confusing for you guys when I talk names and stuff. First, though, I'll have to make the posts...

Okay, here's an idea. I'll make them, post them before this one, and then post this last so it still shows up at the top.

Why am I talking (typing?) to myself like this? Oh well. Bye. Carpe diem. Summer is coming to an end, people!!

School: Classical Conversations

How my Classical Conversations works:

Overview:
It's like the best of both homeschool and public/private school worlds. Every Tuesday, I go to the place where my location meets and I'm in a class with my grade and a teacher from 8:30am-3pm. We do school like a regular school for the most part, only we're given all the work we're gonna do for a whole week. For elementary school, though, Tuesday classes are only from 9am-noon or 2:30, depending on what classes the kid takes. Then, we all go home and do the work and bring it back the next Tuesday. It's pretty much like a regular school only it's a lot harder (just saying) and it only meets once a week.

Find your grade and see what you would be doing!

Here's how the grades and stuff work:

Elementary School:
It's all called Foundations, and all the elementary grades learn the same thing, only at different levels kinda. There are three cycles, too. Cycle 1, the Cycle 2, then Cycle 3, then it repeats.

What you learn in elementary school/foundations:
-24 history "sentences" (Ex: English King John signed the Magna Carta in 1215 limiting the king's power. Later, England's Kind Edward the 3rd claimed to be king of France and begun the Hundred Year's War in 1337.) Yes, 1st graders memorize 24 of those. And perfectly, too.

-24 science facts (Ex: What are the 7 biomes? Grasslands, Scrublands, Deserts, Desiduous Forests, Coniferous Forest, Tundra, Tropical Rainforests.

-160 timeline cards (Ex: Creation, the Fall in the Garden, Cain and Able, the Flood, the Tower of Bable, the Unification of Upper and Lower Egypt by Pharoh Menes, the Old Kingdom in Egypt, Joseph as a Slave--Okay, I'm not going to recite the whole timeline for you, but it goes from Creation to the War on Terror, and the kids memorize it ALL. It's pretty impressive.)

-24 math facts as well as the square roots and cube roots up to 15

-24 grammer facts including an alphabetical list of all the prepositions (Ex: What are the four sentence types? Interrogative, Exclamatory, Imperative, Narrative.

-A list of the presidents

-Lots of Latin

Middle School:

7th grade: Challenge A
-Subjects: Latin, literature, biology, rhetoric, math, geography (including how to draw all the continents with country capitals, rivers, lakes, and mountain ranges), and some other stuff that I don't remember...

8th grade: Challenge B
-Subjects: Latin, literature, formal logic, history of science, origins, chemistry, math, debate, and Mock Trial.

High School:

9th grade: Challenge I
-Subjects: Latin, American literature, economics, formal debate, physical science, math, philosophy, Shakespeare, and American government

10th grade: Challenge II
-Subjects: Latin, Brittish literature, biology, history of art and music, math, formal debate, and formal logic.

11th grade: Challenge III
-Subjects: Latin, literature, math, and I don't know what else because I haven't gotten there yet, and I don't pay that much attention, lol!

12th grade: Challenge IIII
-Subjects: Same as above.

And that's my school :D

A Quick Run-Down, Food for Thought, and Another Fill-Out

Another fun day! VBS, talk to some girl about doing Classical next year, swim in her pool, come home, swim in the gorgeous, crystal-clear green lake, take a shower with my CD player blasting, eat pizza, read an article on names in Reader's Digest, catch up on blogs, and that's about it.

Today is QUOTE DAY, my current second favorite day (first place goes to names, of course).

Quote: "Anyone who can handle a needle convincingly can make us see a thread which is not there." - E. H. Gombrich

Isn't that awesome and profound? At the very least it's some food for thought. Who in your life is making you see a thread that isn't there?

LOTR vs. Narnia fill-out:

Gimli vs. Trumpkin?
Gimli

Gandalf vs. Professor Cornelius?
Gandalf

The White Witch vs. Saruman?
Saruman

Gandalf vs. Aslan?
Aslan

Aragorn vs. Aslan?
Aragorn

Narnia vs. Middle Earth?
Ooh, that's so hard!! Maybe Narnia, though...

Prince Caspian vs. Frodo?
Prince Caspian...no, Frodo.

Susan vs. Arwen?
Susan. Never liked Arwen. I don't really know why. She's growing on me, though.

Edmund vs. Merry?
Edmund

Lucy vs. Pippin?
Pippin, he's hilarious. But Lucy is awesome, too.

Peter vs. Haldir?
Peter!

The Dancing Lawn vs. Lothlorien?
Lothlorien

Centaurs vs. elves?
Elves!

Peter's sword vs. Anduril?
Anduril

Susan's magic bow and arrows vs. Legolas's bow of Galadrim?
Susan's magic bow and arrows

Wargs vs. Werewolves?
Werewolves

The Witch's castle vs. The Tower of Barad-dur?
Tough one...Barad-dur

Gryphons vs. Eagles?.
Psh, gryphons!

Uruk-hai vs. Telemarines?
Uruk-hai

Catapults vs. Oliphaunts?
Oliphaunts

Cair Paravel vs. Rivendell?
Rivendell

Do it if you want to, but I don't care. I just felt like doing it myself :)

Today has been great! Carpe diem!

WARNING: Babyish, Complaining Post

I'm going to be annoying, babyish, complaining, and just an all around pill for a minute or two.

My allergies are bothering me. My throat is all burning and tingling and it feels like crap to swallow, so I'm not drinking enough so I'm dehydrated so I have a headache and I'm not sure how much medicine to take, but my mom is busy and when I went in to ask her how much to take, she goes, "Don't come in here and ask questions."

I feel pitiful. At the moment, I hate Classical Conversations. I hate practicums, I hate being tired and sick, and I hate how my mom works all the freakin' time. I miss the days when I was little when I was sick and she would be really sweet to me and tuck me in on the couch and bring me my medicine and tell me she was sorry I felt bad. I miss the days where I could feel sick without being labled some mean things.

I miss how my mom used to have all the time in the world for me and my sister and she was always there for us no matter what. I miss the days where she would offer to make me a jelly sandwhich. I miss the days when I would come downstairs and see her sitting in "her" chair reading a book. I miss the days when she wasn't stressed 24/7. I miss the days when she was my mom and ONLY my mom. Not the director of Classical, not my teacher, not someone else's teacher, not the trouble-shooter, not the go-to person for everyone in Classical.

I miss the old days and I want them back.

Sorry. I just feel pathetic right now. I'll get better in a few days.

Gotta go. Mom is yelling at something again.

Driving with God

So far this has been a really strange morning. But good strange. I think.

I woke up a little before eight, which wasn't exactly ideal since I was planning on being out until at least nine and I'd had a bad night's sleep. It was one of those nights when you just keep waking up all tangled in the sheets every hour or so. *moan* But I couldn't get back to sleep, and it was a really beautiful day, so I just opened the blinds and read in the bed for a while. At nine, I went upstairs and said good morning to my mom, came back downstairs and put on some ripped jeans, and went out to weed my little garden. I was in an uncharacteristically good mood.

My garden is doing REALLY well! Nothing is eating the leaves, everything looks very healthy, and they growing like...well, weeds, lol! I'm growing nine tomatoe plants, three red pepper plants, and four squash and zucchini plants.

I got all the little weeds out in like ten minutes and came back inside. I got dressed, made my bed, straightened up my room, and then--you might wanna sit down for this--I did my laundry.

I KNOW! I actually did it without being nagged for days on end!

Then, I ate a bowl of cereal, and came down here and started checking emails and blogs and stuff.

Oh, what a beautiful morning.

Only now I'm all stuffed up and sneezing because my mom made me sweep outside. *shudders* I don't mind sweeping the front walk and porch, but the back patio is really big with tons of beams where spiders string their webs all over. And those giant misquito things are all over. I HATE THOSE THING!! They're actually called the "crane fly", but they look just like enormous misquitos. EEEEEK! If I had to pick one bug to become exstinct, that would be the one I'd pick. Pictures:
1. http://schools-wikipedia.org/2006/images/70/7028.jpg
2. http://extension.missouri.edu/explore/qa/images/cranefly.jpg
3. http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1315/542599649_56bd0af6c6.jpg?v=0

EEEEEEK!! JUST LOOKING AT THEM GIVES ME THE CREEPS!!

Anyway, time for my Bible thing that I missed yesterday:
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Okay, I actually came up with this on my own; I didn't hear it in youth group or anything.

It occured to me during driver's ed driving that driving with the instructor is a little bit like living life with God.

Now, I'm not saying that my instructor was all-powerful or anything, haha. It's just that the situation is kind of familiar.

I mean, we just live our lives, making our own decisions. (I drive around, controlling the turns, and stuff like that.) For the most part, God will leave us alone and let us do our own thing. (The instructor gives guidlines, but he lets me drive and make my own little mistakes.) But, I know that if I get into real trouble, God won't let me down. He's always there with his "emergency break" ready to save the day if things get out of hand.

Practice driving really is a lot like life with God. God tells us what he thinks we should do, the best routes to take, and when to start breaking. Sometimes we listen, but sometimes we think we know better than God. Of course, when we try our own way, and God lets us, it usually doesn't turn out quite like we thought it would, and God ends up gently taking the wheel or applying the break in order to save our butts.

There's also that trust thing going on. At first, I was really nervous about driving, and I always double-checked what the instructor was saying. He would tell me the way was clear, but I would always look anyway just to see for myself. At first, that's how we are with God. We want to trust him and everything, but it's like, "Um, yeah, let me just make sure that fits with MY plan...". By the last day of driving, the instructor could just say, "Move over into the left lane" and I would immediately flick on the turn signal, even if I didn't see the lane change yet.

That's how we should get with God. Just totally trusting him to know what's best for us--because he does! God loves us, and he's always looking out for our best interests. He lets us make our own mistakes, but he'll always be there to help us out when things get crazy.
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On Wednesday, I'll be leaving to go to a practicum. That's this three day workshop kind of thing that's for Classical Conversations, the homeschooling program I do. A bunch of people who do Classical or who want to can come and hear people speak about it. It's really organized and all that stuff. My mom is one of the main speakers (she's awesome ;D), and I'm going to help in the camps.

There are four different camps that the moms (or dads) who are coming to the practicum can leave their kids at. Last year I helped in the 6-8 year olds in ArtGeo camp, which is pretty much what it sounds like: Geography disguised as Art. This year, I'm going to help in the 9-13 year olds camp. Their camp changes every year. Last year it was Trig (trigonometry), so I was like, hahahahaha NO. But this year it's going to a Logic camp, so I was like YESSSSSSS!!! Logic was one of my favorite classes in Challenge B (eighth grade). I love it.

So, anyway, what I was trying to say is this: we're leaving on Wednesday, and the practicum is Thursday, Friday, and Saturday. That pretty much means that I won't be able to post from Thursday until Sunday. :( I'm going to miss Name Day. Darn. But, I just wanted to let y'all know that so when it looks like I've fallen off the face of the Earth, you can know that I haven't; I'm just helping 9-13 year olds with Ps and Qs and hypothetical syllogisms :D

I am a nerd.

And I don't mind :P

Maybe I'll do the Name on Wednesday or something. *shrugs*

Well, I'll be going now! Talk to you later! Carpe diem! Get outside! It's gorgeous! (At least it is here...)

It's THAT Time of Year

Well, folks, it's here.

Exam week.

Actually two of them. This week and next week. It's the time of year (for me) when I really wish I'd paid more attention in class. And at home. And just generally.

This also means the end of school is in two weeks for me (or maybe it's three...not sure). I know, I know. Go ahead and scream "WHAT?!?!?! LUCKYYYYYYYYYYY!" But it's not like this year was easy for me or anything. I HAVE actually worked hard. Very hard. This has been a challenging year. Challenge I (ninth grade) is supposed to be the hardest of the highschool years, though, so maybe next year will be better. I get to take logic again next year, so it can't be all bad! Yippee! :) I'm such a nerd, lol!

Here's the bad news: in two-or-three-can't-remember-which weeks, I WON'T SEE MUCH OF ANY OF MY FRIENDS! Crap!! I love seeing people. I love hanging out. I love laughing and learning with my classmates. Sure, we'll get together over the summer, but there probably won't be one single time when EVERYONE is there. There will always be the person who couldn't make it. *sigh*

I also found out some bad stuff about a friend. Well, sort of. I sort of found out and he/she (not saying which) is sort of my friend. More like an aquaintace, and "found out" is more like heard it in gossip, but I can totally believe it. It's sad, but I think it might be true. *sigh again* Oh well.

Okay, for the heck of it, I'm going to tell you how my school system works. We call each grade level something different than most schools:

Foundations/Grammar (elementary school):
Abecedarians (infant through kindergarten)
Apprentices (1st and 2nd grade)
Journeymen (3rd and 4th grade)
Masters (5th and 6th grade)

Middle School/Dialectic (middle school):
Challenge A (7th grade)
Challenge B (eighth grade)

High school/Rhetoric (high school):
Challenge I (ninth grade/freshman)
Challenge II (tenth grade/sophmore)
Challenge III (eleventh grade/junior)
Challenge IV (twelfth grade/senior)

Haha, random. But whatever. I thought easier to understand some stuff I say if I explained that.

"Mirror" is going, to put it mildly, terribly. I haven't written much in over a week. I have no idea where this is going anymore. And I REALLY REALLY REALLY want to finish this story. I don't want it to be another Oh-well-that-was-okay-but-now-I’ve-lost-interest-and-it-doesn’t-really-matter-anymore story. I actually really LIKE this one. *moan*

Hmm. I don't mean to be so mopey. Some stuff is going okay. Dance is going well. I can ALMOST do the split I've been trying to do for THREE STINKIN' WEEKS. Today may be the day. I'm going to try really hard before dance tonight.

Studying is going as well as studying can go. I'm working hard and trying and retaining for the most part. Haven't even BEGUN to try with science though. I'm thinking next week is going to be horror on a stick.

There I go, being all depressing again. I'm not depressed, really; I'm just stating the facts and they aren't all that cheery right now.

Finished "The Boxcar Children" and "The Princess Bride." The former was pretty much what I expected. The latter wasn't. I always forget how disappointing the ending is. *shrug* Oh well. It's still good. Just don't read it for the amazing plot or anything. It's more like creative entertainment. I still love it and recommend it to anyone.

I should go. I'm actually done with school work (I even did math well today :D), but I'm rambling and I don't really have anything else to say. Bye!