Today's trick...
Feb. 2nd, 2004 11:02 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
transomwhiplassShe's on the home stretch... she typing at a mad pace, look at the intense furrow of her brow!!
She's reaching for the mouse... CLICK.
UT Application: Submitted at 5:00:54
She takes a bow and has a self-satisfied smirk.
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Oh third person is fun! So yeah, I got my stupid UT app. done. I don't want to go there. I will get lost and drown in the bajillion people that go there. I loathe them and their stupid policies. I'm pretty much screwed and just wasted $50. Thanks to yummy Texas policy and the whole top 10% thing, I'm pretty much screwed while Joe Bob Superhick in Backwater, Texas gets auto-admission after he scored that sweet spot by realizing at his prestigious high school that he could count on his toes too! While he aced that algebra exam and my parents forked over $4000 for private school, I can't get into the stupid state school. Ridiculous. I knew when I moved here I never wanted to be a stupid longhorn. The first thing I remember from second grade was a UT vs. Aggie joke. Wow. I learned prejudice that way, all Aggies were supposedly "retards" and Longhorns were 2nd grade wannabes. I don't want in on that whole tradition of disgrace. There is nothing cool about that hand symbol in my opinion. The sports don't really interest me. Getting screwed out of classes because of the lack of room doesn't interest me. Unfortunately, it is so super cheap that my dad forced me to apply. UH too... blech.. I hate public schools
I'm not in a great mood. The paper hasn't been sent to printer. The fucking greedy nazi-girls on the yearbook won't relinquish pictures of that Sister Nancy lady for the cover of the paper. First they said they could only send to an SAA email address, then they said they sent it ("and everyone watched her send them!!" everyone=all yearbook people), we have yet to get them and the girl never has her laptop. I know they are holding them back, it is really unfair. We didn't even get an opprotunity to bring a camera - it was the St. Agnes feast day: we expected a mass, not a performance. Ms. Thompson knew since she was faculty and took pictures. Now they won't share. I hate the little yearbook bitches, we have a silent feud with them. They've never covered the newspaper in the yearbook. We have a slit of space that I want to use for a graphic of a middle finger followed by a caption that reads something like "a one finger salute presented with the upmost respect to our hardworking yearbook girls and to that jackass man that sent us an angry letter about an ad." BLAH I'M BITTER!!
So my Government group just sprung a meeting on us today. I didn't even know what subtopic I was supposed to be doing. I looked like a moron. I do not like looking like a moron. UGH! Then we didn't get pics of the self-defense seminar which we needed DESPERATELY to follow a ridulously short and horribly penned article supposedly on the topic. The spread has 4/10 columns done. What is done is my masterpiece of the year. woo.
This is so choppy.
So hell froze over. I was so bored that I did my homework before 2 AM.. before 7 PM!! I even did my AP English homework - due FRIDAY!! I read my government article the night before it was due. I'm shocking myself. This whole skating by with magic luck is freaking me out that I'm actually preparing myself. It's crazy.
I don't know what to do for my ink assignment in drawing 2. I'm thinking an illustration of the Beatles - "I am the Walrus." It seems abstract. We are imitating Albrect Durer - we just learned about him in art history too. His work is amazing - the wood carvings especially. Dooode.
I called Laura "dude" like 40 times today, she made a witty comment. I'm going to miss her in college, she has been my second half for a year. When I walk into a room she says half-sarcastically/half-very serious "sarah.. light of my life." She was all giddy today because journalism apps were due. Ohhh.. they were sooo bad. There were so many reflection questions, we even did a "Rice-box." Oh ho ho, some very smart girl stuck a piece of Ghirardelli to her box.
I'm just rambling.
She's reaching for the mouse... CLICK.
UT Application: Submitted at 5:00:54
She takes a bow and has a self-satisfied smirk.
---
Oh third person is fun! So yeah, I got my stupid UT app. done. I don't want to go there. I will get lost and drown in the bajillion people that go there. I loathe them and their stupid policies. I'm pretty much screwed and just wasted $50. Thanks to yummy Texas policy and the whole top 10% thing, I'm pretty much screwed while Joe Bob Superhick in Backwater, Texas gets auto-admission after he scored that sweet spot by realizing at his prestigious high school that he could count on his toes too! While he aced that algebra exam and my parents forked over $4000 for private school, I can't get into the stupid state school. Ridiculous. I knew when I moved here I never wanted to be a stupid longhorn. The first thing I remember from second grade was a UT vs. Aggie joke. Wow. I learned prejudice that way, all Aggies were supposedly "retards" and Longhorns were 2nd grade wannabes. I don't want in on that whole tradition of disgrace. There is nothing cool about that hand symbol in my opinion. The sports don't really interest me. Getting screwed out of classes because of the lack of room doesn't interest me. Unfortunately, it is so super cheap that my dad forced me to apply. UH too... blech.. I hate public schools
I'm not in a great mood. The paper hasn't been sent to printer. The fucking greedy nazi-girls on the yearbook won't relinquish pictures of that Sister Nancy lady for the cover of the paper. First they said they could only send to an SAA email address, then they said they sent it ("and everyone watched her send them!!" everyone=all yearbook people), we have yet to get them and the girl never has her laptop. I know they are holding them back, it is really unfair. We didn't even get an opprotunity to bring a camera - it was the St. Agnes feast day: we expected a mass, not a performance. Ms. Thompson knew since she was faculty and took pictures. Now they won't share. I hate the little yearbook bitches, we have a silent feud with them. They've never covered the newspaper in the yearbook. We have a slit of space that I want to use for a graphic of a middle finger followed by a caption that reads something like "a one finger salute presented with the upmost respect to our hardworking yearbook girls and to that jackass man that sent us an angry letter about an ad." BLAH I'M BITTER!!
So my Government group just sprung a meeting on us today. I didn't even know what subtopic I was supposed to be doing. I looked like a moron. I do not like looking like a moron. UGH! Then we didn't get pics of the self-defense seminar which we needed DESPERATELY to follow a ridulously short and horribly penned article supposedly on the topic. The spread has 4/10 columns done. What is done is my masterpiece of the year. woo.
This is so choppy.
So hell froze over. I was so bored that I did my homework before 2 AM.. before 7 PM!! I even did my AP English homework - due FRIDAY!! I read my government article the night before it was due. I'm shocking myself. This whole skating by with magic luck is freaking me out that I'm actually preparing myself. It's crazy.
I don't know what to do for my ink assignment in drawing 2. I'm thinking an illustration of the Beatles - "I am the Walrus." It seems abstract. We are imitating Albrect Durer - we just learned about him in art history too. His work is amazing - the wood carvings especially. Dooode.
I called Laura "dude" like 40 times today, she made a witty comment. I'm going to miss her in college, she has been my second half for a year. When I walk into a room she says half-sarcastically/half-very serious "sarah.. light of my life." She was all giddy today because journalism apps were due. Ohhh.. they were sooo bad. There were so many reflection questions, we even did a "Rice-box." Oh ho ho, some very smart girl stuck a piece of Ghirardelli to her box.
I'm just rambling.
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Date: 2004-02-03 08:01 pm (UTC)