I finished my Pygmalion paper at around 12:30, which was good timing for me. Went straight to sleep after that and slept like a log for six hours.
Woke up ridiculously tired this morning. However, overall I had a very satisfying day; Horace, Dave and I (and Kathy, to some extent) made jokes in Econ the entire period by drawing in Horace’s APE. Every time Motz made a joke, Horace and I took that as our cue to burst out laughing because our sides (or at least my sides) hurt from shaking with laughter. I think we were all a litle tired from the research paper.
Best news ever today was that Whitten won’t be here for the rest of the week because her grandchild is getting born (yay!) and she’s going down to DC to wait. Oh, I am so happy. So, so happy.
I don’t understand why I don’t like her so much. Well, I do, but I’ve never felt odiousness for any teacher, let alone a teacher for English. Maybe it’s the amount of work she gives? McDonald gave a ton of work, but it was useful work, because we actually would go over it and she would write constructive comments. Whitten gives me a 42 out of 50 and tells me to change my writing style. My style is fine as it is.
It’s not that I’m just being stubborn, either; I really do like my writing style, and it’s perfectly clear, unlike what she may think. According to her, my style renders the text imprecise, and by changing it I can convey my ideas better. Well, considering I didn’t want to waste paper, I confined my answers to one page. I used enough words for me to be able to look at my responses and relay them to my discussion group, to be clear to myself. I wrote down clear quotes that I could build upon if I needed to write a full-blown essay on any one thing. I’m not going to waste time writing explanations if it’s just a homework assignment, and I’m going to build on it through discussion anyway. Which I did. And she gave me a 40 out of 50.
I did put effort into the assignment. It’s not like I BSed it. I just put down key points that required little elaboration, and she accuses me of not being clear enough.
I don’t care that I got a 42 out of 50; it’s that my style was the reason for my 8 points off that irritated me. I can write. She knows I can write.
Maybe I’m bitching about this because I’m a 3rd MP senior and I can’t take criticism like I used to, because I think I’m close to perfect and ready for college. Or maybe the whit is not as passive as she makes herself out to be. Which she doesn’t.
Regardless, idk why I was kind of pissed at the assignment in general. It’s not like she took off half credit.
…she insulted my style in an effort to improve it.
Enough about that class…I care enough to not completely BS the entire thing, but I don’t even know what she grades anymore.
I love 2PM. Like…they’re nothing compared to Big Bang, but they’re so…awesome I can’t take it. Taecyeon is by far my favorite right now; he speaks ENGLISH! Yee!!! So does Jae Beom, and he is seriously black but not really but he lived in Seattle. Woot. Woo Young is probs my favorite Korean Korean member, because he’s so LOL in the 10 points out of 10 video. Which I have watched almost as many times as Haru Haru. I can’t wait for them to release their new single…IN DECEMBER. GAHHH FUCK.
I also found Super Junior’s comeback song “Sorry Sorry” quite catchy but the rabidness of ELFs (SuJu fans) repulsed me. Besides, there are 13 freaking people. It’s a colony.
TOP’s family was rated the best looking family in the Korean celebrity world of today. Yay. His sister is really hot, though. Yes that was not a creepy statement.
I have AIME tomorrow. It’ll be good time, because idk what I’ll be doing. Hahahaha I got 3 out of 15 questions. The good thing is, I’m pretty good at the geometry questions so I guess I’ll just focus on those.
I’m kind of giddy about getting the rest of my college decisions back now, since I know I can go to perfectly good schools even if I don’t get into Harvard and Yale and the like. Although UC Berkeley would be freaking awesome. I want Horace to get into a good school, too.
Thinking about prom but still haven’t decided when’s the right time to ask. Because prom IS in three months. That is quite a while. Maybe April.
Holmdel drama is loldel drama. Especially when it doesn’t concern me and when it is Asian drama.
The hurdling juniors need to stop acting like they’re badass and ignoring the rest of the group when stretching and doing drills because they’re just looking like people who just disrespect. And that ain’t cool. Plus it makes them look like bitches and hoes.
Kev’s video was rather funny after I got the general gist of where it was going.
I’m just writing until I get enough inspiration to finish my poem for Lit Mag. Haha I am such a procrastinator.
I need to find some time to make a rough sketch of what I’m painting for Mrs. Butler. I also need to lose these five (or eight?) pounds that I still have from winter break. God fucking dammit. I know it’s all fat, too.
Wow now I feel kind of depressed. Dumb Whitten.
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