God, I feel so nostalgic for WHAP now... It's like...good times...that just further proves how much this year's classes suck now. I think WHAP was rather reminiscent of elementary school class, where there was just one teacher and 30 kids for the whole year. There was that closeness, y'know. The community and camaraderie (classmate-ship?), even to people you don't even talk to, or even the people who piss you off (as much as I'd like to say he doesn't belong (he doesn't), he's still part of the class, and contributed to the class experience). There's this unity with WHAP that I can't find in any of my other classes. APUSH is this hodgepodge of people, and so is APLit. It's like...haha, it's like the WHAP people have gone their separate ways (many aren't taking APUSH, etc... (will going to college feel like this?)), and their replacements can't even compare to them. And then there's the teacher. The right teacher can foster the right environment. Oh...dear. I need to stop.

I know I'm idealizing WHAP in my nostalgia, but i can't help it. :[ Blame the lameness of APUSH and the awesomeness of WHAP for this.

The subjects of my November posts, in chronological order with punctuation marks added:

Things light as a feather fail. Ughhh. zOMG, I can barely read what I'm writing. My God. Oh meh gawds. :[[[[[ Hm, complacency sucks. You know...dayum. Shh...

Oh, dude! I spent all weekend watching Kino's Journey (and playing go)! It's undeniably awesome. Too short though. :[ Oh well. Kino gets +1000 cool points from me. :D I love how the whole series in general doesn't judge, doesn't preach, and maintains such an objective, distant approach. It leaves all the questions and judgments up to you.

Something else that made me wonder though, nothing deep, just that I feel like being a killjoy by expecting things to be too realistic. I'm talking about globalization, of course. It seems like all the worlds have minimal contact with each other, some are downright isolated. But that's highly unlikely. One thing, they're all wearing western-style clothes, so some culture's clothing must've spread throughout the world. And society doesn't just spread their style of clothing around and nothing else. Their culture must've spread too, that includes religion, other native products, etc. Then there are the fact that such a small country can be so self-contained but so advanced and industrialized. Where/who do they get all their materials from? Is some less industrialized nation providing the labor? Etc. The isolation of the countries is what results in them being so distinctive, just that, well, there's that loophole. Yeah. I'm cool like that.

To Conceited Teacher #1,

Fuck you.

No love,
Me.

I did APUSH from 8:00-9:30, and then spazzed to Vienna Teng videos on Youtube. Then I looked at the clock and saw that it read 9:54, to which I immediately reacted with an "Aw, fuck!"

And then I post on lj.

This always happens when I have Lit homework to do. Always.

OH! And I'm going to see Vienna Teng on 12/19! :DDD

I found a big hole on my pajama bottoms today. Wonder how long it has been there...

Anyway, here is the giving of thanks post! Unfortunately, I must say that I'm very much an ungrateful person. I can only count four people who I have genuine gratitude for, not the obligatory thankfulness Thanksgiving tries to make you feel. (I think I'm missing the whole point of Thanksgiving.)

I really want to add more people there, but I don't want to force it.

( i lied )

Happy Thanksgiving, all. (Even though that was two days ago.)

So I went to Reno/Lake Tahoe with my parents for Thanksgiving this year. It wasn't bad, just uneventful.
( uneventful things )

My parents are considering moving to Sacramento if they can't find a better job to pay the bills. Sacramento...

I actually felt a little lump in my throat when I thought of leaving here. I think if the day comes, I will definitely cry. Who would've thought? I hope I can stay in EV through my senior year, despite how sucky of a school it is. It has memories, y'know? And more importantly, the PEOPLE. My friends. I really, really hope I can stay here.

I wonder if this is how it'll be like when I graduate high school. People you've been with all your life, all going in different directions. I guess it'll be like this, but slightly different. Now is too early, it's not time yet.

I used to be a big crybaby. I cried over some of the smallest things. I cried over situations I brewed up in my head. (I cried because I thought I was going to die of tapeworms after I watched a Discovery Channel special about it . Haha.) I guess it's still in me. I'm not crying. Nothing is definite yet. It's the uncertainty. I just have to hang on for now.

Progress reports are done. All As. :D HOWEVER, tis only the progress report, and my grades are getting lower and lower. I'm actually just talking about French. (Thankfully, the grades of all my other classes have been going upwards. :]) I have a 90.72% there right now. I CAN"T GET A B. Dammit, French, of all classes. (I told you I was getting complacent.) Even Vu has a 94.41%. Dammit. Gah, I need to step it up and do TONS of extra credit. I need it, especially in listening and writing. Gah. Dah. Fah. Fak. Fuck.

French will not be the class that ruins my straight As. No, it will not.

It's French.

I find it kinda sad that I don't look forward to most of my classes anymore. I used to do it the previous years, but then now my classes suck so much that I just can't wait to get out. It doesn't help that all of my worst classes are in the middle of the day either. I think 2nd is the class I hate the least. I don't even hate it actually. Cool. :D BUT! After APUSH 2nd it all goes downhill (except 7th), there's...

Bio, Hubbs, 3rd. I hate listening to him talk. He needs to learn when to STFU and stop being a conceited buttock.

Lit, Hermatz, 4th. BORING. And somewhat difficult at times, but mostly boring. I don't like being in that class.

Art, Starr, 5th. My mask freaking pisses me off. -_- But otherwise, it's cool. I mostly do my own thing in this class, away from the rest of the world.

French, Williams, 6th. Do I even need to explain?

Math, Vu, 7th. Vu is a horrible, horrible teacher. But his class is always fun with Michelle and Catheleen around.

Maybe I just feel a tad lonely in my other classes. Huh.

I tried playing on the piano today. My ears hurt. It's so horribly out of tune. :[ Makes me sad. Tuning it costs ~$100, and it's not worth it if I'm just gonna play around with it occasionally. Gah. It's like every instrument in this house is out of tune. The piano, my dad's guitar (with decades-old strings). Yeah. Gosh, I'm actually sad about this. Not only are they out of tune, they're in bad condition as well. It's like no one takes care of them (no one does). My piano is like in this miscellaneous room with all these junk around it. My God. I'm horrible. Horrible, I tell ya. I'll go downstairs now and try to fix the place up. :[