Shopping
Well... now its winter break and I'm free to post as often and non-concisely as I want (ie rambling) I think I am entitled to that. Now. At this point I could go on and on about all the problems with our school, not that I'll mention them by name or anything because its pretty much just about every policy that we have. Come to think of it, there isn't one policy that I believe in. At all. But then again, coming from me that sounds like the most hypocritical statement b/c I'm "succeeding" or whatever teachers want to say about me (meaning of course taht I haven't dropped out yet.

Anyways, the main point of my rant today was about christmas (or holiday for all of you non-christians- I was after all raised to be very politically correct and culturally aware at my school) shopping. I went to the local mall near my house, and it was absolutely horrendous. It took me about 3 minutes to get into the parking lot, and then about another 15 to actually find a spot, and that spot was so far away that it would have almost been quicker for me to walk home then to walk to the mall, and then I get inside. Now, I didn't have any problems getting through the stores, or anything like that.

Although, has anyone else noticed that the quality of food gets noticably worse during the holiday season. I realize that its b/c a large group of fellow teens just got jobs before winter break, and haven't the faintest idea of how to actually prepare food, but that doesn't make it anymore acceptable. Anyways, the point of that is that I got a typical cocoa from reindeer, but after drinking it, there were no signals or taste confirmation that it was cocoa. I thought I was drinking coffee, and then pygmy took a sip, and she said it tastes like Irish vanilla ( or something like that) So, when I heard that, I thought she was talking about liquor or something, and I wasn't really sure how to react. So I wasn't very happy about the decline in quality of my preferred drink.

Then back to me actually being in the mall. I came to the conclusion that under no circumstances will I ever, EVER allow myself to have a credit card. When I walk into a store, I want to buy everything, and the only thing that prevented me from doing it today was that I only had limited money. So I kept walking back and forth from American Eagle to Aeropostale and back, trying to see if sometime in the 5 minutes that I had been in the other store, suddenly they were having a large sale and I would be saved. That never happened however, and I ended up being my cheap self, and buying things for price instead of actual compatability w/ the person. I mean, it wasn't like I bought lipstick for my dad, or a car for pygmy, but I'm not sure taht I was perfect w/ their gifts. I will have you know however, that I did get gift receipts for all the stuff so it can be returned.

So, I went all over the mall, and I kept thinking... "This is not christmas." Mainly, because there is no snow, and I want to know to whom I can send my complaints b/c there is going to be some very loud complaining. But I think that its also the fact that I'm so busy w/ school this year. i noticed the same thing last year. I remember when I was in middle and lower school, we would spend weeks preparing for Christmas and making the cookies and decorating the house, and this year I was so busy making sure school was going well that I totally forgot about it. Atleast this year I managed to get my friends presents in time.

Luckily, we're going to Chicago on tues. so maybe that will put me more in the mood. I thought the mall was bad. Whenever i go to chicago, and try to walk down the sides of the street the days before christmas, I literally feel like a rat in a maze. It's like you have no room to move in any direction- much like a concert or big NBA game, but its on the streets of chicago, and then the actual road is packed with cars, and it is the only time I am ever glad to be staying at a hotel and not have a car to drive.

Back to the mall again. I managed to buy things for all of the family, excluding the dog. And somewhere along the way I picked up my sister, and then we prepared to leave and go across the street (almost literally, to Tar-ge the fine french boutique) A trip that normally takes 1-2 minutes took 15-17, and that's when I started looking at the clock, almost 5 min. after I attempted to get out of there. We had to fight for space and people looked absolutely astonished that I let them in and away from that labrynith of cars. Then I get to tar-ge and mercifully see someone that I know. I mean, I love that store soo much. If I could live there I would. They have like every dvd for really cheap and it is so cool. I bought like 6 DVD's and then fought my way out.

After about 3 hours, endless looking at stuff that I'll never buy, buying 6 mediocre gifts for my family that I already know they will hate, and about 2 or 3 driving manoevers that I hope that I will never have to perform again. I am done, and have resolved to do all my shopping online. BL. NP.

Wow... It's almost been a month and a half since I posted last. It feels like it's only been about four days, so of course I'm reminded of english and One Flew Over the cuckoo's nest and miss ratched who can "slow down and speed up time", which of course is coming from the crazy bromden, but is he really crazy?

So then I start thinking about how much I hate my english class and how that teacher is the bain of my existence. I mean in the long run, it will be good for me, but I don't know if I can survive until then. Then I get started on how much I hate the teachers at our school, and how in my deep paranoia, I think that they are all out to get me and destroy my grades, which could be true, right?

Then that reminds me of all of the problems with our school, and how they can't seem to go a day without making some stupid decision that makes me just want to run away in fear screaming at the top of my lungs. I'm not even going to get started on the pendulum because that is possibly the stupidest idea I've ever heard of.

I realize that it was a 3 mil. donation that paid for it, but if you can afford to spend 3 mil. dollars on a PENDULUM. Then you are a scrooge. Why wouldn't you do something useful with it, like give it to some African/ health organization so they could buy some drugs to help treat the Aids epidemic in Africa. Or you could go on a trip around the world, or if you've already done that, go to the moon. That's about how much the russians charge, and you would be helping an economy/govt. that is less powerful than ours, and you would be helping an ailing space program. You could start a fund for all of the widows from the war in Iraq. I mean, there are millions of things that you could spend the money on, but you bought a PENDULUM!!!! I mean, it makes more sense to give an Amazonian tribe that has secluded itself from the world a laptop computer than it does to BUY A PENDULUM!!

And then there's the back pack rule. Ok, I don't mind the fact that we have to have them, but its during assemblies (where all of us are packed into the tiny assembly room, which in itself is probably a fire hazard) that really annoy me because before the first assembly, no one had piled up books in the senior lounge, we had put them under benches and in the designated areas, but oh no, our lovely administration decided to go around and pick up every backpack and throw them into the far corners of our school, and then waste class time while the kids try to figure out where their backpack is. i've seriously considered buying a big backpack and filling it with lead weights. Taht would show them.

Oh god.. have to go do my homework. Let's see...latin, french, english and a bit of history.... lovely day isn't it? and I thought I'd get to sleep!! ha... how naive I am.

Thought of the day: We are constantly told that we as teenagers should be enjoying the time we have, but yet, we are constantly also told that colleges are always watching and they SEE YOUR GRADES implying that you need to make sure that you get good grades in all of your classes and that you need to do all of these extracurricular activities, just so you can show colleges that you really do care, then what time do you have to enjoy time?

You know what, maybe that is just my problem. Oh well, I think it's interesting... Do you think teachers get together in a big group and like laugh at people behind their back? "She got WHAT on her math test?" " He thought the capital of England was Liverpool??" I bet they have so much fun. BL. NP.