Grades, School, Bleh.

We got our math progress reports back today.  Mine wasn’t too bad.  An overall 97.2 average (not too bad, still a lot of room for improvement.)  Does that sound a bit whiny?  Probably.  I think I rant too much about my failures a bit too much and it’s starting to tick off the people in my class.  I hate how I sound and I hate most of the things that come out of mouth, or my fingers.  See, more whining right here.  Great.
Moving on to my original point of this post.

I showed it to my dad, hoping for a “pretty good Lavina, maybe try for the extra 2.8 to make it a 100?”  Or something positive.  Instead he points out the only B on sheet, an 85%.
Dad: “Which one was that one?  The one you messed up on?”
Me: “Yeah…  It was word problems though.”
Then he starts talking about how I need to study that more and related topics and whatnot.   I pointed out that the extra credit points I got on the past few quizzes and how that would make the test grade a 91 instead of 85.  I got a “That’s not something to be proud of.”
Fanfu*****tastic.

To add onto that, I was supposed to go on an all day band field trip on Thursday (12 hours of band!) and I was so excited.  The teacher mentioned that the music should be easy, so I might be able to play it well!  Of course, my lovely teachers decide to have three tests on Friday.  Unsure of what to do, I brought it up with my parents and got a “schoolwork first” minirant/lecture thing.  Lovely.

Although, now that I’ve calmed down a little bit, I do see where my dad was coming from about the B (I understand their concerns about schoolwork.) It’s not the grade that really matters, it’s the skills I have to take with me to my next class and into the future and all that stuff.  I do understand that school is extremely important, but band is the reason I’m not seeing a shrink and I’m a relatively happy person.  Not that I’m a depressed person, I can’t deal with a lot of stress or pressure.  Or deal with it well at least.

Well, if you read this, thank you.  Leave a comment maybe?  No?  Oh well.  Good night then.

~’Vina

Almost There

Finally taking time to blog some more.  It’s fun, blogging.  I really should do it more often, but it takes up so much time, thinking of what to say and how to say it.  One of my goals is to stop putting so many, “I”s in my writing.  It’s really hard for me. ><

School is almost out.  There’s tomorrow (Friday) and then one week left.  Not even a week though.  Four of five days next week are half days for finals.  I really should be cramming and whatnot, but it hasn’t quite hit me yet.  School seems like it’s going to last forever but end quickly at the same time and finals seem an eternity away.  I did some studying for history and math (taking them next Thursday) but not so much for Biology (taking it on Tuesday.)  Otherwise, I haven’t done too much.

I’ve finished my Spanish oral/writing part (probably bombed the writing, but I did fine on the speaking) and the writing for English.  I probably bombed that too, but I don’t care too much right now.  My mind has been plagued with end-of-school-itis.  Sucks for me.

In the past summers, for most of my life, my parents have sent me to every camp they could fit into my summers and set aside a week or two for a family vacation.  This year I’m only going to CTY (super luff <3), possibly a week of band camp, and we’re spending a week in Disney.  This leaves a lot of free time on my hands.  And I can’t wait.  I’m hoping to get a lot done this summer and I’ve already started making a mental list of everything I want to do.  So far I have: experiment with acrylic and/or watercolor paints, sew a few more hats, start drawing new and/or different poses in my pictures, write more, and relearn all my piano songs so I can fit them into a CD.  And I’m still not done.

Wish me luck~
- Lazuri

School

I hate heartily dislike school. Very much. And SATs too.

My work load is mounting up, higher and higher. It’s going grow so high that it falls and drowns me eventually. Even though school ends in two weeks, I have more to do now then I did at anytime during the rest of the year.

The last week of school consists of half days and finals which means I have a LOT of cramming and studying to do. Teachers are cramming in everything and anything that they haven’t taught yet so we can be prepared. The Biology SAT date is coming closer and closer and I’m not getting any studying done. (My practice test scores were 400 and 500. Out of 800. So they’re not even average.) As I said yesterday, my biology teacher decides to dump a 230 point project on us to make up for all the bad ones we got. My history teacher (who can’t teach and hasn’t taught us anything) decides to make us do all the chapter questions we can possibly handle (and more) so we can ‘learn’ from them to make up for her lack of teaching. (Oh, did I mention that she was ‘misinformed’ about a project worth 50% of our final exam grade? And that because of her incompetence, she gave us the wrong due date? And that she made us cram it into two class periods? Oh, did I forget to mention that it’s worth FIFTY EFFIN PERCENT OF OUR FINAL EXAM GRADE?!) My math teacher decided to cram two chapters worth of work into less than two weeks (when it usually takes one and a half to two weeks) so she’s giving us four nights’ worth of homework in one. There’s a computer science test on sorts in Java (which I do not understand.) Anything I learned in Spanish has leaked out of what’s left of my brain and there’s a To Kill A Mocking Bird test on Wednesday.

Pure fun.

Now that I have wasted twenty minutes of life on this post and various other (pretty much pointless) activities, I should return to my schoolwork. Which I really do despise.

-Lazuri