the mystery called "Teacher".

Teachers are weird. it's not that I'm anti-teacher. there are a lot of great teachers out there. but the fact is, teachers are strange individuals. i guess you've got to be a little strange to be a teacher, because no normal person would voluntarily agree to have a job standing at the front of a room full of noisy kids, and try to forcibly make them memorize a bunch of names and dates while ducking their spit balls and yelling for quiet. honestly, who wants a job like that? i think teachers have to take a special class in college that teaches them what to say in certain situations, because they all pretty much say the same thing, you know? if you do something disruptive, it's always, "That was uncalled for." then there's the classic, "This is a classroom, not a playground." preschool teachers have their own parlance. they all say things like, "Use your indoor voice." and there's the Teacher Glare. all teachers have a Teacher Glare. if you don't glare well, they don't let you become a teacher. the Glare is very useful when a teacher can't think of anything to say to a misbehaving student. i think i broke a world record recently by receiving the Glare from about ten teachers at once. it was not a comfortable experience. one thing that teachers do that annoys me the most occurs in this scenario: I'm in the middle of writing, and I discover that I do not know how to spell a word that I wish to write. so I ask my teacher, "How do you spell 'carrot'? " And then the teacher answers, as all teachers answer, "Look it up in the dictionary." HUH??? how am i supposed to look it up in the dictionary if i don't know how to spell it?! maybe i think 'carrot' starts with a 'K'. So i look through the entire 'K' section in the dictionary, and i come across the word 'Karat', and write it in my essay. so my sentence looks like this: "Orange vegetables, such as the karat, contain a lot of vitamin A.", not realizing that karat is the weight measurement of gold, and not a sweet root vegetable. so i get points off my essay, of course. because it's all my fault. i was told to look the word up in the dictionary, so i spent half an hour searching every word until i found it, and, lo and behold, it's the wrong word. the teacher knows how to spell carrot, right? most educated people do. so why doesn't the teacher just tell me how to spell it, and spare me a lot of stress and aggravation? is it really so difficult?! oh, teachers. i can never figure them out.

i confess

you're all probably wondering why my last few posts were so short. I've decided to be honest with you about that. i have a confession to make. i have writers' block. i admit it. nothing in the world is more frustrating than this. NOTHING! what do you do when you can't think of anything to write about? you write about it, of course. so that's what I'm doing. writing about the fact that i have nothing to write about. this seems pretty desperate, even for me. seriously, what can be more irritating than this? i have my computer all ready, a few hours that I'm not busy, and my blog all set up. but i don't know what to write! it's like being all dressed up with nowhere to go. so...what now? man, this post is turning out really dull, isn't it? doesn't really matter, i suppose, considering it's still final week so most of you will be too busy studying to read this anyway. but still, i want to write. oh, well. there are worse things, i suppose. i mean, it's better to write about nothing than to write about something that will get my readers upset and cause them to ban this blog from their lives forever. in short, i have nothing to write, but I'm glad that i have this blog, so that if, hypothetically, i thought of something to write, i could write it. that's good. sorry if this post was a complete waste of your time. hey, at least i wrote something longer than two sentences! you've got to admit, it's an improvement.

guess what!

i just added a new feature to the blog! from now on, you can write anonymous comments, or just make up a nickname! i think that makes things a bit more interesting. blog away!

remember this- it's important

NEVER GIVE UP ON YOURSELF. NO MATTER WHAT.

the worst time of the year

well, my whole school is going crazy. everyone is near panicking. pandimonium threatens to break out in every hallway, and each classroom is on the verge of chaos. why? because it's that dreaded, cursed time again: FINAL WEEK. yup, here we go again. twice a year, the school decides to torture its (mostly) innocent, helpless students by giving eight huge tests in a row for one week straight. this is a particularly painful form of torture, because it stretches on and on, seemingly endlessly, for an entire seven days. but even worse than final week is the week before- when everybody is running around like a chicken that just got its head chopped off. all of us panicking about the same question that keeps playing over and over again in our minds: will we survive the week? you know, the strange thing about finals is that usually, during the rest of the year teachers try not to give us too many tests in a row. they usually don't give us more than one test a day, and never more than two. but for the most important tests of the whole year, we have them one after the other, two a day, for an entire week. doesn't this seem a little strange? teachers always tell us not to cram, but is it possible not to with so many subjects to study for? how can i possibly study in advance for eight different subjects, plus finish the two reports that are do during final week? seriously, sometimes i feel that if i try to study for every test, i won't do well on any. i have to chose a few that i really wan to pass, and let the others fall by the wayside. that seems to be a bit of a shame, really, considering i could probably do OK on all of the tests if i had a bit of time to study for each test by itself. so here's the question: which subject would i rather do well in: English, chemistry, or global? Hmm. I'll have to think about that. and everybody running around panicking in the few days before final week doesn't help anything, either. I've been studying a bit tonight, and i still don't feel like I've gotten anywhere. I'm sure nobody is going to read this post until well after finals are over, because they don't want to get distracted. nothing in the world can take people away from their studying in the few precious days before final week. it seems like I'm the only one in the world right now who isn't studying. so what am i doing? procrastinating, of course. that's the one thing that I'm good at. i don't want to sound too full of myself or anything, but I'm really, really good at procrastinating. OK, i hope you all enjoyed this post, because it might be my last for a while. I've gotta get some studying done. ....eventually.

it's all yours

This started out as my blog. obviously. but now it isn't just mine anymore. now it's OUR blog. mine, and yours, and all of my dedicated readers'. we're all taking this little journey together. and i do hope that you're enjoying the ride as much as i am.
however, it has come to my attention that certain individuals are not satisfied with my recent posts. so since this is our blog, i thought that maybe we can decide on a new topic together. something that we're all interested in.
and no, i'm not looking for stupid topics like "Mashed Prunes", "Glow-in-the-Dark Nail Polish", "Harry Potter", "Swollowing Clorox Toilet Cleaner", or even "The Effects that Banana Clips Have On Society In Modern Times". i'm serious here.
ok, people, it's all yours. give me a suggestion for a topic, and if i like it, i'll gladly write about it. g'luck!
P.S. Did you see the poll results? it turns out that most people on this blog enjoy ice cream sundaes. but golda being annoying came in second place! so, HA! golda is more annyoing than me! i knew it!