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How...queer...
Posted Apr 5, 2004
Worry, worry, worry. Ever had that awful feeling something's wrong or something's about to be wrong? Yes, well, that's what I'm having now and it's giving me the creepy-crawlies. Extremely frightening.
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Urgh.
Posted Apr 2, 2004
What a day. Basically, it was a crappy day but a lot of fun. Graduation exams are over at least. The question of the day is why I am attacked regularly about my appearance. I am rather plain and I got attacked today for being 'tiny,' having clear skin, having too long of eyelashes, and being 'too freakin' perfect.' Why? I am nothing extraordinary and have been told that 'you're ...different. you LOOK different than the ugly people at school. like you're from a different country.' I am of average weight, leaning toward the thin side, but am far from skeletal. There are people that are stick thin in my class, but I'm the one who gets attacked. I only get put on fat diets because I lose so much weight when I get sick. Besides, being chubby is stylish at the moment for girls. I am far from tiny but am relatively small. I do have clear skin, but it's very dry and sensitive. I'd almost rather have oily skin because most people outgrow it. I, however, will not outgrow dry skin. I do have long eyelashes, but the tips are blonde so they look shorter than people with solid, dark eyelashes. I would have to wear mascara to show the tips and most people don't have to wear any. I'm too lazy to wear it and it's a royal pain in the ass, so I don't. I am also far from being 'freakin' perfect.' It drives me crazy. Why don't people bother to criticize people who are 'freakin' perfect' instead of me?
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Tacysa, ripping people's throats out day by day.
Posted Mar 29, 2004
Ugh. School bites. I'm currently trying to figure out how to appropriately satirize organized religion without going completely 'Life of Brian.' My meager intelligence has been insulted by the Georgia High School Graduation Tests (GHJSUZT) that started today and I'm feeling rather violent. I spent two hours last night writing a grand total of thirty-two pages of creative essays that I doubt I will ever show anyone. I do find that strange, but I don't really mind as no one will ever call me on it. 
Not much to write as I've got gadzooks of homework to do, so here are some general questions that should be answered, marked with numbers, bullets, letters, or summat.
-Do you eat/like white bread?
-Would you buy bread with the crusts cut off?
-What is the purpose on NONclumping cat litter?
-How would you remove pine sap from your skin?
-How would you go about trying not to kill a teacher that is a religious zealot who believes that everyone not attending her church is going to hell?
-What do you prefer? Ptarmigan, dove, quail, or...duck?
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Latest reply: Mar 29, 2004
Folly of the Day.
Posted Mar 26, 2004
I feel so incredibly stupid when I do things I know I shouldn't do. Especially when I know NOT to do it at the time I do it. Well, yesterday when I was finishing up my math test, I rechecked the stuff I had done the first test day and found that I had plotted everything incorrectly. Being me, I reworked it all and corrected everything. I was feeling so pleased for having caught all of that and even mentioned it when I got into class today. My teacher (I love her to death) gave me a sideways looks and broke the news to me. I corrected a bunch of stuff and DID IT ALL WRONG!!! AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAGHHH!!!!!!!!! I always do this. On history, Spanish, literature, chemistry, and math tests. I always do it and swear never to do it again, but what did I just do? I don't understand how I can rotate obscure graphs on imaginary axes but can't plot x and y coordinates correctly. I know it's probably just carelessness, but I can't not do it. Ugh. I need a formula card with me always. When I have it, I'm fine and can do everything, but I can't do anything without it. Had I have not 'corrected' anything, I would have made a...94 on the test. I made a flippin' 48 on it with my corrections. I couldn't do anything but laugh when she told me. It really made me want to rip out my hair, but I felt so incredibly stupid. Carelessness and second guessing are my two big curses. Damn.
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Latest reply: Mar 26, 2004
WEEEE!
Posted Mar 25, 2004
Damn, I've had fun this week. I'll just outline today, but the week has been extremely stressful, if fun.
First period was Spanish and make fun of everyone time. Second period was math and fun. We got a fantastic assignment. We're doing polar graphs and my teacher gave us great assignment. Fifty problems, we graph, and we draw. WEEEE! Easy, easy. Third period was chemistry and I had to smack myself seventeen times while looking at a graded quiz from yesterday. I dropped the seven in .675, screwing up my calculations. I didn't convert kg to g, screwing up my calculations. I did everything wrong except setting it up. Then, I promptly took a nap. A nice, lovely nap. At lunch, some evil ladies were sitting at our table, so we kidnapped someone else's. I was doing some sort of strange dance while cursing Nickelback (WHICH SUCKS!!!!) and knocked an entire bottle of Dr. Pepper over. Yes, add fifty more silly points to Stacy's daily score. I only got a small spot on my pants luckily. I listened to my teacher review WWII's humble beginnings in fourth period and slept. Fifth period was the funnest. My teacher left the classroom so we covered up the windows and the window on the door and turned off the lights. We all took off our shoes and put them at the front of the room. Then we switched desks, stood on top of the desks in post-modernistic poses, and waited for her to return. You should have seen the look on her face! Weeee! She just started teaching and made some comments like 'what would make brilliant minds do this?' and we all got down and started clapping. It was so much fun. Then, in band, my math teacher came in and started screaming. 'STACY! GET IN MY ROOM RIGHT NOW!' I looked at my band director and he said, 'Yes. Go. Now. Please.' I left the classroom and she was happy and perky. I took my test (that I should have taken...um, three weeks ago?) and got home early. Gee whizzercakes, I had a fun day. Actually, most of it was general silliness and stupid happiness, but still.
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