Well, finals week is finally over. I guess it wasn't all that bad. I'm pretty sure I failed my biology final. I think I did ok on the Trig final (only cause Michelle told me everything that was going to be on it), I didn't have a spanish written final, but I got a 90 out of 100 on the oral, and I'm so borderline on an A that it'll make you squirm with anticipation like you're constipated. Yearbook, I'm gonna get a B. That's basically all there is to say about that. English I got an A on the vocab final, but I'm just gonna get ilke an 85%. So whatever. History, I'm not quite sure. Rubio better give me an A. He actually had a scantron final. I was amazed at the initiative he took. Or maybe he caught on to everyone changing their grades and giving themselves extra credit on his tests. (Or I don't know how many people knew they could do that. Apparently not very many.) Anyway, got my hair cut today, the bug wouldn't start, so my mom had to come pick me up. She obviously got it started, because she knows so much more than me about driving those cars. And then she acted all mad at me like "Why can't you do everything like I can, a person with 30 more years of driving experience?" Right, mom. She drove the bug home and just told me to drive the truck. Whatever. I'd rather drive the truck, but it isn't fair I don't know how to handle some old car like she does and that she'll bitch at me for that. Whatever.

So anyway, Ms. Briggs gave us an assignment over our 3-day weekend, and I'm pissed because it's hell of dumb too. "Where I will be in 10 years." I honestly don't know where she comes up with this crap.

Paul's birthday is in two days. We're going out to dinner. I shouldn't have to. I don't even talk to him. He hates to talk to me. He looks at me like he hates me. Maybe that helps you people understand why I hate to be referred to as his sister.

And if any of you purposely call me "Klein's sister" because you know it pisses me off, I will hate you. Seriously. One of my biggest pet peeves is when I tell people not to do something because it bugs me and then they deliberately do it because they think they're being funny. But they're really not. They're just being jackasses.

Ok I'm done ranting.

Oh and I found out Ms. Kohl kayaks. Hm. Interesting lady.

Holy hell it's been a long time. We're well into October now and so much crap has happened that I don't care to say it. If it was worth you knowing, I would have told you. So don't bother. Anyway, I haven't really had enough time to get online what with all this damn homework. AP Bio sucks as I've failed every test, so I have like a C. And I just totally screwed myself today and I couldn't finish the last 15 questions and I didn't even fill in random bubbles. I left them blank. And I didn't turn in the packet, so there's more points. Great. I'm doomed. Hopefully I'll still have a C, so that'll turn out to be a B. AP Spanish is on the line, I think I can get an A if we have another test and I keep getting my homework done. I can do that. Math, I don't know what's wrong. The only test that I've passed I got a B on. I think I've failed about every quiz. I don't know why. Yearbook I have a fucking C+ because I haven't sold any business ads. It's not my fault if they won't buy something! I can persuade them all I want but it's not like it'll change their minds! English I have an A. Easy. History is too easy. I got an A. But I think Rubio gets more annoyed with me cause I talk to Patback all the time.

Volleyball's going fine. I guess. I'm not happy with how we play a lot of the time but whatever. So far we have a winning record including preason, and regular season we're like 6-5. Good enough. We play Acalanes tomorrow. This should be interesting. The last 3 games we've won but I totally couldn't get myself into it. I don't know why. I think probably cause I felt like our team wasn't deserving to win cause we weren't playing all that great.

Home life sucks. Just sucks. I don't want to live there anymore.

So we start another week of school. Had our firs preseason against Valley Christian (won in 3, go us). And Sunday, after work was epic. I stayed an hour and a half after just calling people to cover me Saturday and Wednesday. I actually had to talk in spanish a couple of times to people I didn't know. Geez. You people all ask me like, "Are you fluent? Do you speak it at home?" And the answer is HELL NO. You should have seen me try to speak to those people. But finally I got people to do it. (some little mexican ladies)

And, um , I guess that's it. Goin' out to lunch to Taco Bell with Khalizzle and Michelle. I need to get out.

And so mofos, the first week of school endeth. And it was not that great. Got all my books and that crap, got talked at, you know. The normal first-week stuff. Got bombarded with homework. So much that I actually didn't want to be at my volleyball game. Yeah I wanted to play, but I also wanted to have time for my homework. Basically, I was just wishing there was more time in the day.

Hassled some teachers/ administrators, proposed to Kaufman about a longer lunch, so he said, "Ok, you're suspended." He has taken it upon himself to hassle me in place of Alcott. 

New mission: Get Ms. Hall to hug me. I hugged her when I saw her on campus, but she's like, "No! I have my space!" I love Ms. Hall. Grumpy grandma-type lady. Most amusing.

Spanish is fun. Except for Travis (who is now out of the class) was a bitch and made all our summer homework be due wednesday. The day after our volleyball game. So I was up till like 3 doin it. Boo.

I took myself out to lunch Monday cause I just wanted to be alone to think and not with people. Then tuesday I took Zhanna and Sareena. Shame on me. Oh well. I ate trail mix the rest of the week. Mmm trail mix.

So yeah. I've survived. I challenged Spanish 4. Barely passed the oral. Now just to see how the multiple-guess test comes out.

Worked. Got yelled at again. Why don't I just make a nice little list of all the things I've been yelled at for:

1. My shirt was "too high" aka showed 1/2 inch of "midriff"

2. Wearing tennis shoes. Which I have been doing every single day since I got hired.

3. Standing at the cash register. (After they assigned me to stand there because they think I'm stupid.)

4. Swearing. Ok they got me here. I said ass. Oh no! The world's gonna end! Actually, I was kidding around with some dude that works with me, cause there had been a million people in line and noone was coming to help me and nobody but him showed up until there was like one person left. And I said something along the lines of (as I said so laughingly) "You need to tell them to get their little asses over here faster." And some customer, excuse me, guest, heard me and complained to some higher authority. She was probably religious. But the dude who came and talked to me was cool. He was like "I don't really care, but if the customer doesn't like it, just be careful." So yeah.

6. And today, I was "excessively answering guest service calls". Okay. Maybe because my department SUCKS and everyone in it THINKS I'M STUPID. And they were telling me about always being together with a coworker. I really wanted to point out that every time I saw one of them two they were talking to the other one. Fucking hypocrite. But my better judgement told me not to say it.

It was like they were hunting me down. I just wanted to skip the rest of work and go home.