What day is it again? -everyone

Hello, guys!

I had this blog post I was going to post the other day but then God must have thought it was stupid or something and put a helping hand.

Anyways, there was no post.

You: Thanks, Captain Obviousness.

But there is no post.

Sorry (not sorry). I’ve been out and about all this month which meant no post. By out and about, I obviously mean that I’ve been at home just sobbing and dreading going back to school.

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Yup. I bet you it’s crossed all of our minds at some point this summer. School’s coming up and it’s just like why.

I’ve just been avoiding my responsibilities so much this summer. Like, I need a bit more time to get into reading and into math and the torturous P.E.

And I’ve been eating every 35 minutes just because I’m bored so by having one lunch and the “no food” (I mean, come on, we ALL sneak food in) policy certainly doesn’t help.

You know what? I bet I’ll cry or something because I’m missing the latest episode of The Loud House. Or because I’ve got to be in a room of 35 students and do work.

And then the drama! Don’t even get me started! Although I’m not involved, do you ever want to see some kids with a face like they’ve got some dragon dung under their nose whenever they see their ex or their “enemy” or people they “hate?”

NOOOO.

I’m just very, very, very, very exasperated at the fact that I’m going to school again. For the 12th (is that right? I went to kinder and two years of preschool so…?) year straight. Can you imagine?

And then it’s highschool so double whoopie! even though we all now that hell’s about to break loose.

Like, even my skin must know so because it’s so angry. It’s angrier than Mr. Trump (cuz I don’t want to ruin my prospects here) would’ve been if he lost the presidency or if he gets impeached (we can only wish at this point.)

Oh, and I’ve got the biggest crush on a guy I can’t carry a full-on conversation with. Triple whoopie-do!

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It’s all going downhill, my friends. It’s all going *stifles yawn/sob* downhill.

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And might I include I’ve been going to sleep at, like, 2 A.M. and waking up at 1 in the afternoon? Once school starts, I’ll be in serious trouble. Why? You can’t be sleeping during Math II because reasons.

What I’m going to miss the most is being so socially ignorant. Like, I have not gone on any social media. No, that’s a lie; I have gone on it but just not obsessively or the “just one more minute and twenty minutes pass” thing. So yeah, tomayto, tomahto.

Come on, ask me if my best friend’s still alive. What the heck do I know? I mean, I hope she’s alive because I love her so much and she’s rad but I have no clue.

Ask me if the Donald’s tweeted something else and which minority or cultural group has been offended or disrespected, I wouldn’t know.

Heck, ask me about wisdom teeth and how they do it and I’ll be like

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Oh, wait. I actually do know about that. I even watched so many videos on YouTube about it that I literally could’ve run a mile and still be watching wisdom teeth being extracted and ground (is that the right word) and your gums being destroyed.

And we all know what a slow runner I am.

Oh, by the way, if any of you are feeling quite feverish or, even better, have a dentist appointment or wisdom tooth/teeth (?) extraction, please do by all means watch the following videos because I told you so.

Obviously unicorns pooping rainbows

Totally Drarry having a kid, hehe

Have fun sleeping tonight, Sherlocks.

Toodle-loo and till the next one. I’ll try (we all know what this means) posting more and better content. I have a posting schedule of some sort and make a YouTube channel or something so I can terrorize some other innocent children.

If anything of that sort does happen, you’ll be the first to know.

If I manage to talk to my crush, you will most certainly be the last person (is anyone here a potato?) to know because privacy things and all.

Thanks for hearing reading me ramble about stuff I have no clue on. Anyway, for real right now, toodle-loo and till next time.

UPDATE: BBF is alive and well.

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A rant about hypocrites

Hello, fellow friends of the internet!
You may have noticed my very long break from posting. My condolences and I’m sorry for that. I’ve been in and out of places and my computer isn’t working very well. I haven’t been able to access WordPress or anything. Well, anyway, let’s get started.
By the way, I’ve just noticed most of my recent blog post are rants. Sorry (not sorry), my life is full of irritations and annoyances I just have to let it all out and say something. Nothing I can do about it.
Well, I can, but let’s admit it, I’m too lazy to.

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This would be me if it weren’t for me having to go places and do stuff.
Okay, if there is one thing I hate, it’s hypocrites. Like, there is nothing that is as annoying as them.
Now, hypocrites, as defined by the lovely Siddownshaddap on Urban Dictionary, is “(1) A person who engages in the same behaviors he condemns others for. (2) A person who professes certain ideals, but fails to live up to them. (3) A person who holds other people to higher standards than he holds himself.”

Here’s the link if ya’ll want to go check it out.

It’s the top definition as of the twenty-seventh of June.
Okay, we’re all human and all that and we are going to end up on doing stuff like this, I realize that, but I simply hate those who continually say something and do the opposite.
For example, I know some people that are really into helping others boost their self-confidence and everything, right? Every highschool you go to, there’s got to be a girl or lad that’s into helping others and all that. Like, that’s cool. Then there are people who are like that, but behind people’s backs or plain in front of the person, are snobby little gits.

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Okay, cool. You can preach on and on about whatever your mind tells you to, but not many people’ll actually listen to you if you do all that stuff. Seriously.
Some of you might be like, “You’re a foolish little ninth grader who hasn’t an ounce of logic or common sense” or “What the freak would you know about them?” or “Stop judging, you hater.”
Well, my response to you is that I just don’t like that they say something and do the other. It’s confusing and utterly perplexing from this point of view and for someone who doesn’t know much about the whole elaborate art of socializing and all that, it’s like telling me to make dinner with hardware tools.
Now, most of the girls in my grade are very savvy with words. No, seriously. Check their Instagram captions all you like, they are straight-up word wizards. They can say a scrabble of words and make it sound like a verbal or wordal or whatever version of Raphael’s School of Athens.

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I still can not get the fact that Michelangelo just got roasted out of my freakin’ mind.

Maybe she’s born with it, maybe it’s just Google or GoodQuotes.comAnyways, they talk about how everyone is their own kind of beautiful. All sorts of things that make people nearly, but not nearly at the same time, cry. Phrases that sound so beautiful and sound like took eras to craft.

Anyways, they talk about how everyone is their own kind of beautiful. All sorts of things that make people nearly, but not nearly at the same time, cry. Phrases that sound so beautiful and sound like took eras to craft.
Here’s the thing that annoys me SO. FREAKING. MUCH.
At school, they’ll look at some girl different if she has acne or is a few pounds overweight.

They’ll start teasing and doing stuff they said they wouldn’t do or they hated.

And I’m just here like:

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It’s annoying as crap. And most people say why I don’t talk with them and all that. Well, first of all, being someone who’s normally on the outside and quiet, you see a bit more about people. I’m really observant and being quiet, in my opinion, is better than all that.

Now I know that the world still has great people, I’m not ranting that the whole world is a back-stabbing, wannabe planet. All I’m saying is that there are certain people that really, really annoy me with what they do.

Anyways, back to that girl we were talking about. Everyone thinks by default she’s nice and all, just because she puts a whole bunch of stuff. It sucks. Now I don’t want to be mean or anything, but most people are blind.

If you want to know what a man’s like, look at how he treats his inferiors.

-ALBUS DUMBLEDORE

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Here’s a meme I found on the internet, bois.

Albus Dumbledore, the headmaster of Hogwarts during most of Harry’s education, said that quote. It was referring to how Lucius Malfoy treated Dobby and how people treat people deemed “inferior.”

If you want to know how a person is, check and see how they act in the worst of times. These times will most often that not reveal the cold truth about a person, or reveal hidden greatness and nobility.

Well, bye. I’ll catch you guys on the flip side. Peace.

PS. I really need to stop ranting. Help me, please. Donate some happiness and contentedness to the less fortunate.

Dear seniors of 2017…

Dear seniors,

You guys graduate tomorrow. You’re done now. You’re going on to the next big adventure of your lives. You’re leaving us all.

When I first saw the ¨Get to Know a Senior¨ video, I cried. You’re leaving, finally. Leaving and we never really said thank you hard enough or as much to compensate for everything you did do. We wouldn’t be able to thank you enough for all you did, but we never did enough. All we did was complain about you or just ignore you. I feel that while we may not leave as powerful a footprint as you, we will maintain it as long as we can and make you guys proud. We promise.

You guys are going to leave such a strong legacy at the school. You are the first graduating class of our school and will probably be the best to ever graduate from here. There’s no lying there: you guys are such amazing people.

To those, I didn’t get to talk to or I was just too shy or too nervous: I’m sorry I didn’t get to talk to you and really enjoy the moments we had. Now, I realize that I should’ve done more and should’ve talked to you instead of being awkward and all that. Regardless, we can’t change that anymore, but I’m really sorry either way.

You, as an entire class, are such an inspiration. You guys are squad goals, friend goals, everything goals. You guys are the goal of all of us. You guys are the example and you set the bar pretty damn high, to be honest. How’d we get all the way up? The good thing is we have people like Kaylest and people like Raga who are obviously going to be big, like you guys, one day.

I’m aware that no seniors are going to see this, but I just needed to get it out. I can’t tell you in person, so might as well on my blog, amirite?

A few things before you go: please, please continue on being yourself. Please be the amazing people you are and work hard and in a smart manner in college or in the army or wherever the path I’ll take you. Make sure to always enjoy the time because while you guys were here, we didn’t really actually savor the moments we had and we didn’t think about how meaningful and important they’d be until they’re gone.

I was thinking about writing something longer, but I don’t know what else to say other than thank you so much and sorry. Oh, and of course good luck.

Sincerely,

Me

 

The last few days

At first I wasn’t planning to write this, but then I thought I might as well.

We were on finals schedule both Thursday and Friday. Finals schedule in my school are two-hour classes, one day being even-numbered classes and the next being odd.

Thursday

My first period on Thursday was math. Math isn’t bad; it’s literally the one thing I can do myself and not have to have a teacher teach me. It’s relatively easy and the teacher’s super nice. Plus, I get along with most of the people in that class quite fine, better than most of my other classes.

The thing is we had two performance tasks and it left me with a brain full of goop afterwards. I had a throb of a headache and my stomach hurt more than ever. It was bad.

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Science was sort of a good period. My best friend was there and her other friend was there too, so it was pretty cool. We sit at a pair of tables but our little group of 3 ended up succeeding because of the other group’s view on one of us. Then, they ended up crossing our border and yeah, just trying to keep them out was a task. It was fun but so emotionally exhausting.

PE was a ride full of boredness. My friends were deep in conversation about Attack on Titans which I now secretly detest because of Nathaniel’s (my friend’s friend, I don’t know if I should call him my friend too since I only talk to him once a day and he hates me) summaries of it. I hate it with such a passion, it’s not a joke.

This kid also came and started saying my friends’ names and about them sitting in a tree. I shot back, saying that there was no tree under him. He pointed out a tree and I said it was so far and that my point was still valid. He then started singing it again, but now instead of my friends’ names, he said mine and acne.

That really annoyed me. Why? Because I heard my brother and his eighth-grade friend talking about girls and them being flat-chested and then some other things. They were saying how that’s more attractive or some weird thing about it.

Then I heard my brother call this girl ugly. In front of her.

I’ve never seen any guy do anything like that. But I haven’t been close and talked to a boy at that extent. And it upsets me that a 13-year-old boy is thinking like that and saying stuff like that.

It sucks. It really does. Like, we did nothing to the boy and then he comes to bother my friends when he knows it annoys the living crap out of them when they’re shipped. I don’t care about the acne thing, but apparently, he does.

I don’t care though, so meh.

Moving on to everyone’s favorite day of the week (except restaurant workers)…

Friday

Sorry, I had to. Kill me now.

Friday I had Elective, History, and English. In our elective, my friend and I just talked about stuff and people and that was fun. We have this project we’re doing that I’ll post directions to do because it is pretty neat, just a bit challenging.

We worked on our finals in history. We just have to do projects, but they suck. I’ve dedicated 24+ hours on my history final and it’s still not done. It was due on Friday, too.

English was sad. We took the MAP test which is a test you take (or are supposed to) 3 times during the year: when you first start school, before New Years’, and before the end of the school year. Last time I got around 253-5. This time I got 246. I dropped by a lot. I had improved from the beginning of the year to winter, but then dropped all the progress I made.

I also had to stay after school to finish the Math performance tasks. This part was fun. Epically. I was around people I was comfortable with and doing things I love. Yes, the PT was tough, but in the end, we finished it and had a good time. I also feel we got closer as a squad. I’ve been sitting with the same crew in that class and, like, 60% of them are leaving the school.

Saturday

On Saturday, I had to wake up early to walk to the Police Roadeo. I said I was going to go and I went. Thing is I just hopped in with them and when we went to the booth, the other people were surprised I was there because I hadn’t told them I was there. It’s a bit confusing.

Anyway, a parent of one of the kids then said there’s another person there.

Wrong. There was two.

That is if you count the bee.

There was a bee chilling on my leg. It was just there. Sitting. I told them and someone gave me this Hi-chews wrapper that I used to scoop it up, but it was a simple task turned complicated. The bee ended up crawling under my leg and just sitting where my butt would’ve been. I had to squat until I finally got it on the wrapper. I just threw it out afterwards.

I felt bad, but then the bee was gone, so there wasn’t much of a reason to.

The day went on just like any other day.

Oh, I slept like a log after the whole endeavor because I woke up really early (to me) on a Saturday and Saturdays were, like, specifically made for sleeping in till 5 pm, so change for me there. It’s also finals week and although we don’t have tests like the high schoolers, we have projects that are so, so time-consuming, it’s not a joke. Finals week literally means sleepless week.

Anyways, bye for now. I’ll be posting over the next few days after I finish all this late work. Toodles and I’ll catch you on the flipside. Peace.

The Continuation of “Really Long Summary of Flipped A.K.A. One of the Best Books in the Entire History of Publishing”

Ha ha! Finally something I actually go back to and hopefully (no promises though) finish!

If you know me personally or just know my antic style, you should also be fully aware of my whole not medically diagnosed condition of procrastination.

I have a big issue finishing things. Especially when I have other things to finish. And the school year is coming to a close, so I’ve got that to worry about, too.

Some of you might be like, “Hey, V. What the f are you worried about? You’re just a simple teen who’s not even a teen and who just spends all her time rotting away on the internet and who has no social life away from emails to friends.”

Well, you’re right, but for someone who’s doing some things over the summer when they literally would do nothing over the whole entire year, it is a pretty drastic change.

I’ve also got friends this year, so I got that going for me, which is nice.

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Anyway, let’s continue with the actual purpose of this blog post.

If you want the previous post about Flipped A.K.A. One of the Best Books in the Entire History of Publishing, click on the words ¨slime man

So leaving off from where we ended, the tension between Mr. Goldilocks and Queen Juli is ever present. She avoids him, she hates him, whereas he seems to want to patch things up because, if you don’t already know, he has a crush on her.

A few days after that whole sit-down dinner, this really, really great event happens.

The 1963 Basketboy Auction is this thing where several boys with lunches in a basket are auctioned off individually. The person that places the highest bid gets to eat lunch with the boy they placed the bid on. You both get to eat whatever is in the basket and just talk.

Juli had some money from selling her hens’ eggs, but she doesn’t want to bid. To avoid temptation, she leaves the money she has at home. She thinks that if she has some money, she’d place a bid on Bryce and eventually lose out because of Sherri, Bryce’s ex-girlfriend (who has a major crush on Bryce).

Her plan fails when one of the people she sells her eggs to gives her some money because she hasn’t paid her. Juli tries to tell her that she doesn’t want it, but to no avail. In the end, she’s got money.

Garrett tells Bryce he saw Juli with a huge wad of money and that he’d be willing to bet that she’s betting on him. Bryce gets excited, he wants to talk to her and everything, but Juli bets on the boy before him. She bets 8 dollars on this nerdy boy who brought onion dip and is into airplanes and fishing.

He’s heartbroken. In the end, Sherri bets on him and wins. She pays a hefty amount, too. I’m guessing 50 bucks.

So now they’re eating lunch. Sherri really likes him and tries to engage with him and talk. Problem is that Juli, his Juli, is sitting next to him and Sherri. He can’t stop looking at her and thinking about how she looks exactly like the one on the newspaper.

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For those of you that can’t read Spanish, it says, ¨How can she just sit there, laugh and look so beautiful?¨ I live for these moments people, you don’t understand.

Bryce gets up. Moves to her direction. Says, ¨I need to talk to you, Juli.¨ Pulls her off her chair.

And attempts to kiss her.

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Look at her face! She’s absolutely revolted at the idea of kissing him even though she’s wanted it for so long!

But he got curbed. Really. Juli dodges his attempt and runs away crying. She bikes home.

Bryce tries to catch up with her, but meets Garrett. Garrett says that he’s flipped, he had a date with the hottest girl in the school and he blew it for someone like Juli.

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Garrett has always been a Jryce hater. Maybe he’s jealous. Who wouldn’t be? PS. It doesn’t happen like that, I just couldn’t find a good gif about it.

Bryce gets a little hotheaded (I mean, Garrett was a pretty crappy guy, so you can’t blame him) and punches him.

Bryce walks back home with a basket full of dirty dishes and a broken heart. At this point, he doesn’t care what others think about him and Juli, he likes her and that’s that. Nothing’s going to stop him from liking her.

Once home, he calls the Bakers. They don’t answer, so he goes over to the Bakers and knocks. Ms. Baker wants Juli to get it, but she doesn’t want to see Bryce after the whole near-kiss situation.

A few days pass when Juli sees Bryce digging up something in the front yard.

She is maaaaaad. All her hard work and he’s there cutting up her grass. Grass she grew.

Juli tells her dad and he’s like, ¨I said it was okay.¨

Bryce then appears carrying a sycamore tree.

Juli comes out and asks him if he needs any help.

And this happens.

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Boys, take note. This is how you get a girl to like you.

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And it ends like that. Juli gets the kiss she’s been waiting for and Bryce gets Juli to like him back.

Go read the book. It’s great, and if you don’t think so, you can fight me. I dare you.