I'm a fan of not being a fan.

Facebook pet peeve #1:

John Smith became a fan of booking it up the stairs after turning off the lights, i'm so tired but i want to stay up and talk to you :), i hate one word texts, finding money in your pocket, saying 'oh i get it' just so your teacher will go away, i'm not flirting, it's called being nice, trying to balance the light switch between on and off, saving texts that make me smile, how my best friend and i can say one word and crack up, and saying 'what' and then realizing 2 seconds later what they said.

Ok, is this really necessary? It would be easier to advertise things you are NOT a fan of.

That day probably won't ever happen again.

Well, yesterday was eventful.
It was the last day of school before Christmas Break, which calls for parties in nearly every class. Except math, of course. I took a test. It was bad, but not as bad as the previous test.
At lunch we had a radio activity: KPGR vs. The World. The activity was projectile sunflower seed spitting against the softball team. It was my idea, but I couldn't participate. I can only spit a seed like 10 feet and we needed people who could spit about 30 feet. KPGR did come out victorious though.
I got rear ended on the way home from school. I was the one caught in the middle. I was stopped waiting for a pedestrian behind another car, and the girl behind me didn't stop. She hit me, I hit the car in front of me. No one got a ticket {Phew}. P. S. make sure you always have your license with you while driving.
I went to the KPGR Christmas Party at Brick Oven. That was fun. The highlight of the evening is the passing down of the KPGR black leather jacket. It goes from a senior to a junior every year at the Christmas Party. Guess who it was passed down to... Me. JLM will be the next initials to be engraved on the inside of the jacket. I haven't been so proud in a while. I guess being friends with Kody pays off.
I took a nap when I got home from the party too ... from 9:30 pm - 11:45 pm. That was weird.

I have come to find that there is no such thing as a normal day.

I'll take my twist with a shout.

Singers. These three guys have recently qualified as my top three. Their voices soothe my soul.

#3 - Matt Thiessen. Relient K.
Try listening to "Must Have Done Something Right" without falling in love.
#2 - Tyson Ritter. The All-American Rejects.
When darkness turns to light, it ends tonight.
And....
#1 - Brandon Flowers. The Killers.

He's the man. I go into a trance whenever he opens his mouth.
Good work, guys. This list is something you should be proud to be a part of.

yucka mucka ducka

I accidentally napped.

For 4 hours.

On my floor.

Sitting up.

I still have to fill in my practice record,

Finish the history packet and study for the test,

And do the rest of that calculus assignment.

Grrrrrr.

Calculus is on the mind...

Trapezoid Rule Worksheet

Question 3c:
Write a paragraph (short story) giving a possible explanation for the fluctuations in the amount of water in the tank over the given time period.

Mr. Palmer's answer from the solution guide:
Between t=0 to t=6.5 hours, the people are in camp using water to drink, wash, or fill canteens. From the time period t=6.5 to t=13 the people are gone from camp allowing the spring to refill the water tank. Between t=13 and t=18 hours, the people have returned to camp and used water again at a rate greater than the spring puts water in the tank.

My answer:
Once upon a time, there was a tank nestled at the base of a mountain. It was the primary water source for the city of Frell. At 0 hours, all the evil stepmothers in the city sent out their daughters to fetch water from the tank. The water tank was down to 525 gallons after 6 1/2 hours (there were a lot of stepmothers in the town). Then, the enchantress of the village made it rain, as to fill the tank. At 13 hours, the tanks was VERY full, almost overflowing. So, the enchantress sent the unicorns to drink the excess water from the tank. At 18 hours, there were 1310 gallons, and they all lived happily ever after. The End.

I guess when I see the words "short story," I immediately think "fairy tale."
I hope Palmer accepts it.

Jessie + Calculus = Counting Cars

Last time in calculus, I spent the entire period looking out the window. I counted all the cars that passed in that hour and 18 minutes.

Gold: 19
White: 38
Red: 17
Black: 18
Blue: 15
Green: 12
Silver: 38
Teal: 2
Orange: 1
Ugly striped truck: 1
School bus: 2
FedEx truck: 1
Fire truck: 3
Ambulance: 2
UTA bus: 1

Today when I went to calculus, Mr. Palmer had closed the blinds. Thanks, Teach, for taking away my one pleasure.

Shtuff.

The remains of a dead spider have been on my wall for months now. How long would it take to simply wipe it off? I don't know, 15 seconds. Why haven't I done it yet? Maybe I really like seeing spider guts and legs spread across two inches of my wall.

I'm going to read over Christmas break. Read for fun. No analyzing universal character traits, themes, or vocabulary. It's going to be great. I aim to read 3-5 books. First on the list: To Kill a Mockingbird. I think everyone who is anyone has read that. Except me. Thus, it is first on the list.

3 more A-days. 3 more B-days. 3 more finals. Hold on babe.

Raise your hand if you are crushing on Ron/Rupert. My hand is raised. Really high.

Happy Birthday to Kirsten {yesterday}. She's pretty awesome and attractive. I don't know how many 15 year old girls ask for swords for their birthday.

I'm afraid I'm addicted to space heaters. I waste around 20 minutes every morning sitting in front of that little machine. How does it have the power to draw in all those that pass by?

{boo}

-1 not enough sleep

-1 snowy roads

+1 seminary

-1 being tardy

-1 i don't understand calculus

-1 the lab in biology

-1 didn't read the chapter for english, had a quiz

+1 drawing an amazing stick figure of the dalai lama

-1 craaamps

+1 getting a text in spanish

-1 blue sweater

-1 mr. kurtz

-1 i don't understand calculus, still

-1 6 degrees outside

total: -8

that isn't a very good score

today is just one of those days.

I Prefer

Preference was sawweet.

I enjoy people that allow me quote The Office according to my liking.

Also, he's very nice.

We sort of look like we're in pain.

I think we're possibly the most photogenic people ever.

P. S. Happy 100th blog post!

"Are you ready to sculpt and tone those buns and thighs?"

Listening to my peers talk about getting up early to lift before school, crazy weight training classes, how sore they are from aerobics class, basketball practice, and softball conditioning, made me realize that I'm probably going to be obese one day. So, today I did 40 minutes of pilates. It was rough, I will not lie. I hadn't done it in months. I'm going to train with Lara Hudson until I have "the body of my dreams." I hope I can stick to it.Now slowly roll back until your hips are right above your shoulders...

Am I a contortionist? I don't think so.

Celloooo

Today, I remembered why I like orchestra.

It's not going to class.

It's not practicing.

It's not trying to keep my music folder from falling apart.

It's not wearing all black.

It's not my callouses on my left hand.

It's not going to orchestra concerts.

It's not lugging my cello around.

It's not having a constant rosin stain on my left knee.

It's not having a sore ischium after sitting on the edge of my chair with impeccable posture for an extended period of time.

It's not the suppressed laughter when people find out I'm in "dorkestra."

I like the music.

Today we performed at Grovecrest Elementary. Seeing those kids get excited about orchestra music made me remember why I like it. I liked hearing them cheer and shout "Bravo! Bravo!" in their little voices. I liked seeing their faces when we played a really fast measure or two. There is never the same energy in class as there is in a peformance. Sometimes when we play a piece really well, it affects me {Wedding day at Troldhaugen, Molly on the Shore, Dives and Lazarus, Pirates of the Caribbean}.

Orchestra is cool. I like the music.