So much has changed in only a few months.

I feel that Lesley brings up a very vaild point. As this is my last entry for an English grade, I wonder what will happen to this thing. I mean, Decaprio tried, you have to give him credit. No teacher wants you to utilize something only for school use, they want you to branch out, use it in other aspects of your life. I’m not sure though, I mean I know next year I’ll certainly be busy, as will most of us and the year after that, well forget it. I guess everything had to do with effort. If we all desire deeply to stay in touch with one another, whether it be by means of this website or other sources, we’ll find a way, won’t we? It’s all quite saddening. I mean, I know we have a year left, but to me it doesn’t really feel like it. I won’t be here until the last three period of each school day and even then I know I won’t share any classes with my closest of friends. To me it feels like next year is my year to leave for college, only because I’ll hardly see any of you anymore. But, it’s not over til it’s over, right? Atleast we’ll all live in the same area, attend the same school. Next summer we’ll all have to deal with the fact that our high school chapter of life is over and we’ll all be parting ways. All things like this are bittersweet I suppose. Because though we will leave eachother it will only be for the better, so that we all may begin our real lives, our real impacts upon the world. Ah well, thank you Lesley for making me get all sentimental and whatnot. Well, I suppose for now I shall say goodbye to you all. I can say this though, during the summer and throughout the next year, I’ll attempt to update this as much as possible and I urge you all to do the same. In closing, if I don’t speak to you all by Thursday, have a terrific summer.

Goodness, you certainly have no idea how many times I have attempted to write a blog in the past few weeks, a plethora to say the least. Every darn time I’d write a new blog (each more exciting than the one preceding it ) I would take too long (apparently) and the school system would force me to log in again and I would lose all I had written. So, needless to say, I gave up on our school and I’m writing this little number from my home computer.

I also finally got my license! And by finally I don’t mean I’d taken my road test even once before, I mean I had my permit for over a year and it was simply long overdue. It’s odd though, my mother quite enjoyed nagging at me during every car ride “Chelsea, did you see that car?”, “Chelsea, did you turn your headlights on?”, oy, mothers will be mothers. But as much as I adore my mommy and her annoyances, having a license is like having a newfound freedom. And beside, now I get to drive my pretty little car places.

One more journal to come, my eager peoples, one more…

 

Due to the lack of anything better to say, I shall take this time as an attempt to verbally illustrate to you just how badly I suck at Mr. Swanson’s Frisbee-Golf. Now, as most of you either play it or know about it, lately we’ve been going for a jaunt outdoors during AP U.S. History as we all have finished our AP U.S. History Exam. So anyway, Maddie, Kenneth and I decided to get in on the action the other day and decided to play. Our team became dubbed the “Geek Squad” by Mr. Swanson, how kind. Pretty much everytime I threw the dang thing it was cast upward, caught by the wind and thrown in the opposite direction at an undesired length. Mr. Swanson continued to be calm and patient, trying to direct me as to what exactly I could do the ease up on the whole being terrible thing. His teachings were seemingly a waste of breath as he uttered them as I seemingly got worse and worse at a game I’d been playing more and more. My monomental worse fribee toss was today, however. As to take a little bit of blame away from myself, it was pretty darn windy out today, but when I threw the frisbee into the air (with all my might) the wind caught it nicely, held it in place for a few seconds, then spat it back at my face. Go me, eh? Oh well. Atleast throughout the course of the game Mr. Swanson asks multiple history-related questions that I can usually get correct. Ah well, it can only get better…right?

Welp, the whole purchasing a Yaris thing fell through. Due to the fact that they have stupendous gas mileage everyone in the world it seems decided to buy one at the same time I did. I would have had to put a prodigious amount of money down as well as special order one. Psh, who has time for that. So after searching for a year or more, I have finally found my car. A 2008 Hyundai Accent. Tiny, compact, good gas mileage, what else could a girl ask for?

(Same car but mine is a dark, charcoal grey.)

Well, it’s been quite awhile, but I can still honestly say that throughout the last weekends not much has happened that I wish to discuss. One point of great relief in my life, however, is the fact that the AP U.S. History exam is over! Thank goodness.  That was quite the major stressor. The results of the exam aren’t mailed out to us until mid-July, which is a terribly long waiting period. Also, in case ya’ll wanted to know, I was accepted into the New Visions program and so is what I shall do with my education next year (also a relief).

On a more comical note, Kenny has received rubberbands in addition to his braces. Now, if you don’t know Kenneth all that well, you wouldn’t be aware of the fact that he is very fond of biting people. The rubberbands that he was given must be applied in the shape of a triangle upon his little canine toofies. The beauty of this is that fact that Kenneth Robert Wyckoff Jr. can no longer bite at me. His little choppers are set securely in place. Ah, to be without puncture wounds is bliss. Love you Kenny.  

The past few weeks have been terribly long and draining. All of the upperclassmen always said that junior year is your worst year, and well, they weren’t lying. This month is going to be absolutely crazy. Between regents review, taking the SAT, the AP exam and having a job interview as well as an interview for New Visions, all while needing to pass my road test and purchase a car. I think about what needs to be done and just the thought makes me want want to curl up into a small ball on the sofa and not wake up until Graduation Day. I try as hard as I can to be optimistic, and I’m sure all of the experiences I’m going through now will be both memorable and aide me in the future, but sometimes it’s just so tiresome. I suppose it doesn’t help that next month will be even worse than this month. Oh well, I must stop complaining.

Guess what I’m excited for? MADE OF HONOR. Mhum. Patrick Dempsey is amazing. Seein’ it tomorrow. Try to contain your jealousy.

 

            

I think that as I lack anything else to write about, I shall take this time to discuss the New Visions Health Program. Thus far I have attended a Parent-Student Informational meeting and have also partaken in a class visitation. Truly, the program sounds amazing. Mondays and Fridays are spent in class from 8:00-11:30 a.m. where you take Government and Economics, Anatomy & Physiology and Honors English. Apparently the homework load is pretty outragous, but I really make a point at not procrastinating, so I think I’ll be alright. Anyway, the other three days of the week are spent doing clinical rotations at the Wesley Health Center, Saratoga Hosptial and various doctor’s offices. You get to shadow medical professions all day and learn what each field of medicine as to offer on an individual basis. Sounds pretty thrilling, eh? It’s also terribly hard to be accepted into, as juniors from 31 different school districts can apply and there are only 14 people actually accepted into the program….but that’s enough about New Visions.

 This post is quite a contrast to my former “OH MY GOD GO SEE HORTON HEARS A WHO!” post, but hey, my excitement is excreted in multiple writing styles. Sue me.

                                           

The very essence of me.

Fantastic film, quality indeed. You really should go see it. Really, I insist.

Sorry, twas stuck square in my mind.

I have, as I readily inferred, recieved some opposition to my deep-rooted love for www.ask.com. All is well, however, nothing can tear us apart.

I quite enjoyed Lesley’s terribly descriptive, yet point-blank accurate article having to do with our education facility. The picture really illustrated the sheer terror the courses through each of our veins as we our met with a challenge from a human hair tumbleweed.

Well, I suppose that’s all, folks. (I really did despise Looney Tunes.)