:: Oh, Look, A Tumbleweed ::
Guildenstern: Our names shouted in a certain dawn...a message...a summons...There must have been a moment where we could have said no. But somehow we missed it. Rosen-? Guil-? Well, we'll know better next time. Now you see me, now you- -Tom Stoppard, R&G Are Dead
:: Friday, October 17, 2003 ::
Today might be called a great day. I think I actually smiled and meant it for the first time in a long time.
It started out kind of hectic as I had lost one of the Yearbook cameras and was running around to every teacher who could possibly have it to see if they found it...no such luck, so I pretty much begged on my knees for Ms. Ridenour not to kill me, but she kind of laughed it off and I said I would replace it, I just needed to kind it was and she said it was okay and to just buy a cheap one. So I don't feel bad about it anymore.
Photo and Honors A were...well...boring...but I understood the quiz in Physics...then found out my class rank for 10th and 9th grade (17 out of 140...not bad) and then went to Pre-Cal and had a test that if I get less than an 85% on, I'm going to scream.
Class ranks. Heidi, Elizabeth and I held a discussion about what the value points associated with AP classes are (Or, rather, Heidi talked, we listened) and somehow determined that an F in an AP class is more like a C in a regular class because of value points. In any case, the basic summary of that is that if I get C's in all my AP classes (because Physics AP is double blocked, it's a total of four AP class value points) I go up in my rank.
Really, I don't care where I am in my class rank as long as I stay in the top 25...but after seeing Ryan Gibble who personifies pessimism get the rank of 9...my goal is to knock him out of that spot. I want to at least make the top ten...or I at least just want to see somebody knock Ryan Gibble out of number 9.
Simon made me a pseudo-editor for the Yearbook. I'm doing grammar. What fun. At least he said it was sort of like an editor...so on top of the other spreads I have to do (Which Simon did confirm I had the most) I now get to edit. What fun.
Macbeth opens in three hours and fifty-two minutes. IT'S ALMOST OVER!!! I ALL READY FEEL MY SANITY LEAKING BACK INTO MY HEAD!!!
Current Mood: Happiness
Current Music: Anything
:: Nick Friday, October 17, 2003 [+] ::
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