transomwhiplass

Hola.. Sammeh here, gawd.. today was sooo looooooong.. I wanted to sleep all day.. yay.. 91 on Algebra test.. I made the dumbest mistake.. I was in "panic mode" and apparently I forgot how to solve 2x-1=0 .. isnt that special.. I lost 3 points there.. then I did the same thing on another page.. I like.. tried to add the number to the coeffeficient.. blah.. I felt dumb.. oy.. yah, then I had a calculation error.. 1 point.. hm.. so I could have earned higher.. she made a stem and leaf plot of our grades.. I had the lowest A.. like 4 people got 96's and 2 got 98's.. blah..oh well.. ms. jonte didn't pick up the homework.. *phewf*.. but.. she did go through the routine.. whenever she picks it up she asks if anyone has "any homework questions" then we check for a while.. x.X blah.. my nerves wrecked.. the rest of the day was boring..

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after school... blah.. I felt so bad.. I asked mizu to meet me at strake so we could run someplace and get something before I had to go do my slave labor.. mr hernandez gave us short rehearsal and we were loading the bus at 4:15.. I dont know if she came.. (Mizu if you did.. I am SO SORRY! O_O.. YOU KNOW I WOULDNT ABANDON YOU FOR ANALYN, under my own free will that is) blarghity.. so anyway.. the orchestra got dismissed and we all went out in a herd.. then we had a fight in the middle of the parking lot over whether to go left to the Fiesta area or right to Hunan/Tapioca Central.. well.. my luck.. analyn wanted to go right.. where I wanted to go ~_~.. so .. I decided to go to Fiesta with my fish-friends.. we were running out of time fast.. so we went.. argued over what to get.. I got cracker jack ^_^.. I stuck my prize.. a patriotic sticker of the liberty bell on Analyn.. heheh >:D.. she thought it was Elf.. BLAH.. I couldnt let him get the credit ... so I 'fessed up.. she said I was mean.. well.. uhm... ok.. I dont know.. she is ALWAYS getting on my nerves.. she ......has to do EVERYTHING with drama.. something bad happens.. she orbits you, sighing her ass off till you sympathize and say something like "oh analyn, whatever is the matter? you look so very sad.. and you know.. that my life revolves around your happiness.." so she was doing this but she kept insisting she was "just tired" .... hm.. whatever.. she did two things to really anger me today.. I mean.. sometimes I just dont understand how her brain is connected the way it is and she can still live:

1) We are in Fiesta.. immediately she starts talking with her imitation-ghetto accent.. I wanted to slam the corn starch my hand was lingering next to, down on her head.. instead I restrained and gave her one of my scolding talks.. I just.... GOD.. CANT STAND IT WHEN SHE TALKS "GHETTO".. SHE DOES IT ON AIM.. I DONT KNOW IF SHE DOES IT NATURAL OR HAS TO SIT THERE AND THINK ABOUT IT, BUT EITHER WAY.. IT TAKES LIKE 4 MINUTES TO TRANSLATE A 2-LINER.. our conversation went kinda like this:

(we ran into two other orchestra girls)
A: Whaddup Puja!.. How'd yous gals get you lil' booties over here so fast? (crunchy "getto giggle, long drawn out s's)
S: Analyn, why the heck are you talking like that?! You live in Sugarland and got to a private Catholic school with no real majority of minorities.. you should be happy you have that opprotunities you do.. think of the people that really live in ghettos... not all of them talk like that.. in chicago I lived 5 miles away from Cabrini Green, a famous ghetto.. and you dont have the first idea what it is like for them.. I bet they wished they had a better education but here you are throwing it away so you think you can talk "cool"..
A: hay! hay!.. I lived in "jeah-sey" yah.. "niw jeah-sey"..
S: yeah analyn.. ghetto central *rolls eyes*
A: hay! Thas close to "niw yowwwrk"
S: Geez.. just talk normally.. I dont even think the locals can understand you..

Blah.. so we came back. and ate.. I was talking to her about the chem. homework and how much she did since jonte was threatening to pick it up

A: Oh.. I dont do the homework.. it is so drawn out... it is such a waste of time
S: *brow quivering*.. is that so? I think that it was the homework that helped me get an A last quarter.. you should really consider doing it.. it would almost definetly help your grade.. I know I need to do it before I feel confident for the test..
A: yah.. well.. das' you. I do ok on the quizzes
S: fine.. if you are satisfied with "your" grades.. I wont mention it again
A: HAY! Stop 'dissin mah grades.. just because you do better doesnt mean you get that right (~_~ come on..)
S: I wasnt *quoty finger thing* "dissing" your grades.. I was just remembering all the times you complained about them.. I think you could do really well.. but if you are proud of them.. keep them...

OH MY GOD.. I WANTED TO STUFF MY BACKPACK DOWN HER THROAT JUST TO SEE WHAT KIND OF NOISE IT WOULD MAKE...... I CANT BELIEVE HER.. "oh.. I dont believe in the homework.. it doesnt help me" "oh no.. flashcards dont work with me..neva' have.. neva' will".. OH MY FLUCKING GOD.. HAS SHE EVEN BOTHERED TO TRY THEM?!?! I TELL HER ALL MY SECRETS FOR INSTA-SORTA-KINDA-PRETTY-GOOD_SUCCESS AND SHE LOOKS AT ME AS IF I AM THE MORON OF THE SITUATION.. i cant believe her.. she earns what she gets.. and steph-chan: have some good hard, small produce for me to chunk at her when she wanders over to tell me how bad she did on x-test.. next time.. ~_~ blah

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oy.. volvo boy might be saved.. we have a concert the night of SAA prom.. how much does that suck in general... but he must have one helluva lucky ass there.. oh well.. hehe.. ok.. well yay.. emma popped.. havent talked to her... for.. since.. wait she called last night.. oy! gotta go.. -Sammeh