I remember this day…

So I was looking for some photos of myself the other day so that I could make a new header for my WordPress page with it or whatever. I never found one that was good enough, but I did see a lot of pictures I hadn’t looked through in a long time and got a little nostalgic. Memories from band, drumline, random school days, hanging out, banquets, all in one folder on my external hard drive. Those pictures made it seem like I had the time of my life during high school. I’m not exactly sure if I did or not. Like anything, high school had its ups and downs. I’m glad there was photographic evidence that I really did have some fun times back then, though. It was really weird looking back at the past. It made me wonder how things have changed since then… or not changed.

One day in particular stood out to me. It was the day the seniors (during my senior year) all took the picture in the shape of an 08. (In case you didn’t know, I was part of the graduating class of 2008.) A few friends and I decided to skip school the rest of our classes and go out somewhere because we didn’t even have band practice that day. We went to my house for a little while, and left our backpacks and shit there. I think somebody was craving In N Out, so we decided to catch the Montebello 10 and go to Pico Rivera. (Back when riding that bus only cost us 60 cents!) We pretty much spent the rest of the day in Pico. Hmm… we ate at In N Out, hung out at the park, did a lot of walking, and just had a fun time.

I’m way too loud for my own good sometimes

Sometimes I forget how loud I am. There have been countless times when people tell me to keep my voice down because it’s way too loud.  Something happened in my math class today that sparked my need to write about this, but let’s go back to the past and recall some memorable times when this has happened.

Ms. Mukai’s class. 8th grade. I think this was the moment that established my loudness. I remember I was “whispering” to this guy Luis during silent reading time, telling him that there was chalk on the back of his shirt. Apparently, my whisper was so loud that it could be heard on the opposite side of the classroom. (I sat on the far right, and people sitting on the far left side of the classroom were able to hear me.) Once silent reading time was over, my teacher told the class that we shouldn’t talk at all during silent reading because some of us (she looked directly at me as she said “some of us”) don’t even know how to whisper.

Harry Potter and the Goblet of Fire. Daisy was sitting in between Zack and me. Needless to say, we both wouldn’t stop making dumb comments during the movie, nor would we stop play fighting. Not too much happened, but some chick sitting behind us told us to shut up, or mocked us, or something.

Beowolf. I decided to skip class with a few friends, like we normally would every other Monday of senior year.  We went to a little theater in Uptown Whittier. Anyway, I was there with my friends Jose, Mayra, Ricky, and Zack. Ricky was probably the only person louder than me sometimes. We were both making jokes during the movie, and then this lady that worked at the theater told Zack something along the lines of “If your friend doesn’t quiet down, she’s gonna have to leave and she’s not getting a refund.” Mayra even jokingly (I hope) moved a few seats away from Ricky and me because she didn’t wanna be associated with such loud… beings. Ahahah.

Garfield High School Library. Zack and I were killing time at the library. We were sitting and talking when somebody in front of us says “You do realize you’re in the library?” It was so hard to hold in a laugh and and not reply with something like “Oh, I’m sorry. I didn’t realize…” We joked about it the whole rest of the day.

Other times. Then there were occasional shushes we got from our Theater professor at ELAC, but nothing major. And other people telling my friend and I (usually directed at just me, though) to keep our voices down. There were some other examples of my loudness, but I can’t think of them off the top of my head. Maybe I’ll update this blog if/when I remember them.

Anyway…

Today. I was in my math class, talking to this guy Daniel. I was telling him about how this girl that sits in the front probably hates me because she’s always giving me dirty looks. I swear, if you saw the way she looked at me, you’d think she’s the Devil. (Except the Devil probably has straighter teeth.) Anyway… time passed by, I spent my time in that class taking notes and still talking to Daniel. All the while, that girl would turn around and give me the same look she always gave me. Finally, she got fed up with my voice. She turned around one final time and yelled “DO YOU MIND?!” I was gonna snap back at her, but I guess it’s a good thing I didn’t. About a quarter second after she yells at us, our professor says something along the lines of “In fact, why don’t you two drop just the class? Better yet, I can drop it for you.” I rolled my eyes, then Daniel said he’d just stop talking. At that point I was thinking fuck, I’m rude. Then I remembered I’ve always been like that and laughed to myself a little. As for my professor… Uhhh… fuck him. (I hope no one ever has.) Anyway, I think I proved my point to Daniel about that chick that sits in the front. She hates my guts!

Downtown LA and Graphics

So this guy messaged me on YouTube recently, and I saw that he had uploaded this video. I was like “hey, that building looks familiar.” I don’t think it’s the “most beautiful building in the world,” though. Haha. Then I remembered I had seen it in Downtown LA and taken a photo of it my Junior year in high school. This led me to a scavenger hunt on the net because I knew I had uploaded that photo somewhere. Anyway, I came across an old Photobucket account I’d made for this little graphics website I had.

Garfield part two? I think not… not yet, anyway.

As I was washing the dishes, my brother walked into the kitchen and said “Heyyyy. How’s life been?” To which I replied, “Boring.” He responded with “Man, you’re part of, like, the bored generation…” Then I explained to him that my days have pretty much only consisted of going to school, coming home, eating, washing dishes, reading or doing something online, going to sleep, and repeating the same process the next day. Then he asked me something about how ELAC is like Garfield part 2. Of course, anyone that went to Garfield High School has probably heard that comparison made at one point or another. To my surprise I responded with “No… Garfield was way better.” Once again, I reminded myself how much I hate the way my life’s been progressing (or not progressing) lately. Boy, do I really wish I was still in high school… or at least that I had as many things to do in college as I did in high school. It’s been really slow and I hate it. There can be many reasons my time there hasn’t been so great.

Maybe it’s because I don’t really have friends or many regulars at ELAC, so there’s less people to laugh with or even talk to in class. Most of them already have cliques of their own and it seems like it’d be uncomfortable joining a new circle if they already have their own inside jokes and unofficial traditions. I mean, I’m not really a shy person. It’s just really hard for me to make friends sometimes.

Maybe it’s the teachers. Not to say ELAC has bad teachers or anything, I just haven’t had any like the ones I’ve had in the past. They were the kind that, even if you weren’t really into the subject, they made you not hate it as much as you would’ve with a regular ole’ teacher. Grandpa Woessner, for example. You can tell he loved what he did and that he truly cared about his students. Just the little things he did like keeping individuals after class just to talk to them about how bad they’ve been doing and wondering why they do it, or compliment them and letting them know that he’s proud of them… or that day nearing the last day of school when he gave all his seniors roses and gave a little speech about each one of them. Even the way he went about teaching the class and scaring the shit out of people while pretending to be some historic character. Or teachers like Ms. Gardocki, who would write advice to you on your journal entries and talk to you about it if you were comfortable enough with her, rather than just skimming through it and giving you credit for having done your assignment. Then there was Mr. Bennett… boy, could you tell he liked what he did. He didn’t seem to just teach for the sake of teaching either. I loved the way he’d get all happy and excited when we brought certain things up, and suggest that we make a survey about it. Then there was Rocha… that asshole. I can see myself being the way he was with students too, though. Boy, did I love to hate him. I didn’t even want to cry at graduation til is saw tears on his eyes. Ah, and Buchman. What a sarcastic and handsome old man. Hahaha. Anyway… I haven’t really felt any sort of connection like that with any of my professors here. The ones involved in the arts (my dance and theater teachers); I can tell they’re really dedicated their professions, but they don’t make teaching their priority unless they know the person is heading in the same road of that art. I guess I don’t mind. I’d probably do the same. Haha. The others just seem to teach because it pays the bills.

Underestimating the students, much?

Zach and I started doing our adult school assignments with one mentality. We knew we didn’t have to try too hard to get full credit on our assignments. Our motto in there was pretty much “This is Garfield Adult School… Not Rocha’s advanced comp class!!”
I didn’t forget my mentality, but I didn’t think I would actually have to dumb down my assignments in order to make it believable that I’m a high school student.

(for those of you non Garfield students… Adult School is just and after school thing where you can make up classes you’ve failed and stuff. It’s called that b/c it was originally intended for adults who didn’t go to or finish high school, but now anyone can sign up)

Anyway… something really stupid happened today, and I’d like to share the story:

So I turned in an essay for adult school today and had it checked by the teachers, or whatever they like to call themselves. (They seem more like chaperons than anything.) I go up to one of the ladies and ask if I can have my grade. Then she tells me that she had talked with another teacher, they both read my essay, and decided that I didn’t write it. I was like WTF kind of bullshit is that? They said it was too advanced for high school and wouldn’t believe I wrote it no matter what I’d tell them. The smartass lady was all like “Well, then… if you’re such a good writer… you wouldn’t have failed that class and you wouldn’t have to be making it up right now.” Then I let them know how Mr. Rocha (the teacher whose class I was making up) is. I told them he was a hard grader, and that the class was actually Advanced Composition, not regular Expository Composition. They still thought it was bullshit. (Seriously, why would I make that up?) That one smartass lady even asked me what some of the words in my essay meant (“derogatory” being the hardest one) to prove that there wasn’t anything in it that I didn’t know. Then they told me to consult the assistant principal of Adult School to see what could be done. So I went to his office and he came down to the classroom like twenty minutes later. He read over my essay and said “You’re right. This is too advanced for a high school student.” I couldn’t believe it. Then he asked for other samples of my writing, which they didn’t have at hand, so he told me to write out my complaint in my normal writing style. This is what I wrote:

Alan and I are so lame people call us llamas. rofl.

reinix haha (8:44:48 PM): hehehe babies are sooo cute. ^_^
cUrLyToPiSMyNaMe (8:45:09 PM): nah
reinix haha (8:45:26 PM): stfu yes they are
cUrLyToPiSMyNaMe (8:47:42 PM): haha
cUrLyToPiSMyNaMe (8:47:45 PM): yep they are
reinix haha (8:47:56 PM): wooh
reinix haha (8:47:58 PM): woohoo*
cUrLyToPiSMyNaMe (10:04:31 PM): why did the cold war start?
cUrLyToPiSMyNaMe (10:04:35 PM): i forgot my noootes!
cUrLyToPiSMyNaMe (10:04:42 PM): **says it in a ricardo voice**
reinix haha (10:04:43 PM): ummm. what year was it in?
cUrLyToPiSMyNaMe (10:05:03 PM): im telling ya i forgot my noootes!
reinix haha (10:05:07 PM): oh gosh.
reinix haha (10:05:17 PM): i don’t THINK we’ve covered that..
reinix haha (10:05:22 PM): unless we called it something else…
cUrLyToPiSMyNaMe (10:05:26 PM): no
cUrLyToPiSMyNaMe (10:05:39 PM): you would know it as cold war..or the forgotten war
reinix haha (10:05:51 PM): ionno
reinix haha (10:06:02 PM): haha, no wonder you FORGOT your notes
reinix haha (10:06:07 PM): da dum crash
cUrLyToPiSMyNaMe (10:06:08 PM): wack
cUrLyToPiSMyNaMe (10:06:13 PM): fucking A trackers
cUrLyToPiSMyNaMe (10:06:20 PM): tuuuuupid!
reinix haha (10:06:29 PM): =D
reinix haha (10:06:33 PM): you know you thought it was funny,.
cUrLyToPiSMyNaMe (10:06:41 PM): it was
reinix haha (10:07:06 PM): haha
reinix haha (10:08:09 PM): myspace wont let le upload pictures. =(
cUrLyToPiSMyNaMe (10:08:41 PM): wack
reinix haha (10:11:01 PM): I think I got sunburnt =/
cUrLyToPiSMyNaMe (10:11:07 PM): wack
reinix haha (10:11:10 PM): i hate that shizzz
reinix haha (10:11:15 PM): my face is red enough as it is.
cUrLyToPiSMyNaMe (10:11:16 PM): damn you reyna
cUrLyToPiSMyNaMe (10:11:26 PM): i had something to write down
cUrLyToPiSMyNaMe (10:11:31 PM): then you were all lke
cUrLyToPiSMyNaMe (10:11:40 PM): i think i got sunburnt =-/
reinix haha (10:11:41 PM): lmao.
cUrLyToPiSMyNaMe (10:11:43 PM): and i lost it
reinix haha (10:11:44 PM): I’m toooo downn.
cUrLyToPiSMyNaMe (10:12:02 PM): what year did WW2 end?
reinix haha (10:12:15 PM): I’M STILL ON WWI AND I FORGOT FROM LAST YEAR
reinix haha (10:12:16 PM): lol.
cUrLyToPiSMyNaMe (10:12:20 PM): wack
reinix haha (10:12:29 PM): just type WWII on answers.com
reinix haha (10:12:34 PM): it tells you the basics and stuff.
reinix haha (10:12:44 PM): well, sou8rces from wikipedia, and brtanica and all those
reinix haha (10:13:20 PM): A war fought from 1939 to 1945, in which Great Britain, France, the Soviet Union, the United States, China, and other allies defeated Germany, Italy, and Japan.
reinix haha (10:13:24 PM): 1945….
cUrLyToPiSMyNaMe (10:13:29 PM): got it
reinix haha (10:13:36 PM): oh… dugh, reyna. i did know that already =(
cUrLyToPiSMyNaMe (10:13:58 PM): lol
reinix haha (10:14:11 PM): man, i’m awesome.
reinix haha (10:14:17 PM): ’cause without me… it’d just be aweso.
reinix haha (10:14:22 PM): ahahaha =X
reinix haha (10:14:25 PM): man, i’m lame.
reinix haha (10:14:34 PM): I should stop IMing you… you seem to be doing hw and stuff..
cUrLyToPiSMyNaMe (10:14:39 PM): lol
cUrLyToPiSMyNaMe (10:14:52 PM): god your stuupid
cUrLyToPiSMyNaMe (10:14:57 PM): your not awesome
cUrLyToPiSMyNaMe (10:15:01 PM): your just me
reinix haha (10:15:05 PM): rofl
reinix haha (10:15:07 PM): i AM me!
cUrLyToPiSMyNaMe (10:15:09 PM): u swear your aweso
reinix haha (10:15:16 PM): diiiick
reinix haha (10:15:19 PM): i’m sooo aweso
reinix haha (10:15:24 PM): you wish you were me too
cUrLyToPiSMyNaMe (10:15:26 PM): noooot eeeveeeen
cUrLyToPiSMyNaMe (10:15:32 PM): o but i am
cUrLyToPiSMyNaMe (10:15:37 PM): i am me and more
reinix haha (10:15:39 PM): dick, you’re not me
cUrLyToPiSMyNaMe (10:15:42 PM): i am me and aweso
reinix haha (10:15:43 PM): i’m not just me either
reinix haha (10:15:46 PM): i’m aweso
cUrLyToPiSMyNaMe (10:15:49 PM): therefore, im AWESOME!
reinix haha (10:15:54 PM): lmfao.
reinix haha (10:15:58 PM): we’re fucking retards
reinix haha (10:16:03 PM): no
cUrLyToPiSMyNaMe (10:16:04 PM): beyond retarts
reinix haha (10:16:06 PM): you’re just a tard
cUrLyToPiSMyNaMe (10:16:11 PM): dick
reinix haha (10:16:11 PM): i’m a re
reinix haha (10:16:15 PM): ’cause my name starts with re
reinix haha (10:16:16 PM): lmfao.
cUrLyToPiSMyNaMe (10:16:19 PM): i put teh re in retard
cUrLyToPiSMyNaMe (10:16:23 PM): the*
reinix haha (10:16:29 PM): we can do this any word.
cUrLyToPiSMyNaMe (10:16:33 PM): dick
cUrLyToPiSMyNaMe (10:16:36 PM): u know
cUrLyToPiSMyNaMe (10:16:40 PM): R from cruz
cUrLyToPiSMyNaMe (10:16:43 PM): and E from….
cUrLyToPiSMyNaMe (10:16:50 PM): crap..my name doesnt haven E
reinix haha (10:16:53 PM): haha
cUrLyToPiSMyNaMe (10:16:55 PM): have*
reinix haha (10:17:16 PM): You all all my letters but the E…
reinix haha (10:17:19 PM): and the Y..
reinix haha (10:17:22 PM): haha, nvm. then
cUrLyToPiSMyNaMe (10:17:50 PM): wtf..
cUrLyToPiSMyNaMe (10:17:57 PM): your wack
reinix haha (10:18:00 PM): i know, huh.
cUrLyToPiSMyNaMe (10:18:09 PM): and in that one
cUrLyToPiSMyNaMe (10:18:16 PM): you put the wack in wack
reinix haha (10:18:21 PM): oh hell noo
cUrLyToPiSMyNaMe (10:18:25 PM): cuz your beyond wack
cUrLyToPiSMyNaMe (10:18:36 PM): cant get anymore wack than this
cUrLyToPiSMyNaMe (10:18:41 PM): like wacker than wack
reinix haha (10:19:27 PM): you’re so wack
reinix haha (10:19:29 PM): you’re wack
reinix haha (10:19:30 PM): too wack
reinix haha (10:19:32 PM): like
reinix haha (10:19:33 PM): twack
reinix haha (10:19:36 PM): yeah, twack.
reinix haha (10:19:39 PM): short for too wack
cUrLyToPiSMyNaMe (10:19:45 PM): wack!
reinix haha (10:19:49 PM): noo
reinix haha (10:19:52 PM): TWACK
cUrLyToPiSMyNaMe (10:19:57 PM): bwack!
cUrLyToPiSMyNaMe (10:20:05 PM): beyond wack
reinix haha (10:20:07 PM): duuuck
reinix haha (10:20:10 PM): lmfao
cUrLyToPiSMyNaMe (10:20:11 PM): cant get any wacker than that
cUrLyToPiSMyNaMe (10:20:12 PM): cuz
reinix haha (10:20:14 PM): diiick*
cUrLyToPiSMyNaMe (10:20:18 PM): your BEYOND WACK
reinix haha (10:20:25 PM): nah
reinix haha (10:20:27 PM): TOO WACK
reinix haha (10:20:32 PM): is much stronget than
reinix haha (10:20:34 PM): BEYONG WACK
reinix haha (10:20:38 PM): BEYOND*
cUrLyToPiSMyNaMe (10:20:50 PM): dick
cUrLyToPiSMyNaMe (10:20:58 PM): how can u be wacker than beyond wacker
cUrLyToPiSMyNaMe (10:20:59 PM): i mean
cUrLyToPiSMyNaMe (10:21:00 PM): beyoind
cUrLyToPiSMyNaMe (10:21:03 PM): beyond
cUrLyToPiSMyNaMe (10:21:08 PM): theres no more than beyond
cUrLyToPiSMyNaMe (10:21:11 PM): its like
reinix haha (10:21:18 PM): too wack = going beyong the beyond of wackness
cUrLyToPiSMyNaMe (10:21:23 PM): beyond- far far far out there, to the lemit
cUrLyToPiSMyNaMe (10:21:31 PM): limit*
reinix haha (10:21:37 PM): not necessarily..
cUrLyToPiSMyNaMe (10:21:38 PM): not even the limit
cUrLyToPiSMyNaMe (10:21:46 PM): like
reinix haha (10:21:46 PM): psh
reinix haha (10:21:50 PM): let’s consult answers.com
cUrLyToPiSMyNaMe (10:21:52 PM): out there more than limit
reinix haha (10:22:01 PM): damnit
reinix haha (10:22:03 PM): mevermind
reinix haha (10:22:05 PM): lmfao
cUrLyToPiSMyNaMe (10:22:12 PM): why do you thing buzz light year said, infinity and beyond!
cUrLyToPiSMyNaMe (10:22:25 PM): cuz that fooo is going farther than father
cUrLyToPiSMyNaMe (10:22:33 PM): therefore
reinix haha (10:22:35 PM): yeah, that’s why he FALLS
reinix haha (10:22:42 PM): …with style
cUrLyToPiSMyNaMe (10:22:44 PM): u cannot be wacker than beyond wack
reinix haha (10:22:55 PM): yeah, if your wack doesn’t fall
cUrLyToPiSMyNaMe (10:22:57 PM): cuz beyond wack is the the limit
reinix haha (10:22:57 PM): which yours doesn
reinix haha (10:22:57 PM): t
reinix haha (10:23:08 PM): ’cause your wack has winds
reinix haha (10:23:11 PM): wings*
cUrLyToPiSMyNaMe (10:23:12 PM): wtf
reinix haha (10:23:16 PM): that it got from red bull.
cUrLyToPiSMyNaMe (10:23:20 PM): your wack has….
cUrLyToPiSMyNaMe (10:23:31 PM): super duper poweful rocket booosts..
reinix haha (10:23:40 PM): YEAH BUT ROCKETS EXPLODE ALL THE TIME
reinix haha (10:23:41 PM): SO STFU
cUrLyToPiSMyNaMe (10:23:42 PM): that take you farther than the moon
cUrLyToPiSMyNaMe (10:23:50 PM): and takes you to the sun
cUrLyToPiSMyNaMe (10:23:53 PM): cuz your soooo wack
reinix haha (10:23:55 PM): lmfao
cUrLyToPiSMyNaMe (10:24:02 PM): that they gotta burn you in the sun
cUrLyToPiSMyNaMe (10:24:05 PM): cuz your sooooo wack
cUrLyToPiSMyNaMe (10:24:20 PM): but then you make the sun wack..cuz your wack then your in the sun
cUrLyToPiSMyNaMe (10:24:21 PM): wack
reinix haha (10:24:28 PM): dude, you’re just asking to be Warn’d.
reinix haha (10:24:30 PM): lol.
cUrLyToPiSMyNaMe (10:24:39 PM): ahaha
cUrLyToPiSMyNaMe (10:24:40 PM): fuck im lame
reinix haha (10:24:42 PM): LMFAO
reinix haha (10:24:43 PM): YESS
reinix haha (10:24:54 PM): this conversation is soooo bulletin worthy
reinix haha (10:24:58 PM): ’cause it’s to aweso
cUrLyToPiSMyNaMe (10:25:32 PM): haha
cUrLyToPiSMyNaMe (10:25:35 PM): i was bout to post it
reinix haha (10:25:47 PM): go for it ’cause my AIM doesn’t have line breaks =(
reinix haha (10:25:52 PM): so everything is bunched up
reinix haha (10:25:54 PM): it looks wack
reinix haha (10:25:57 PM): like you
reinix haha (10:25:59 PM): =D
cUrLyToPiSMyNaMe (10:26:06 PM): wack
cUrLyToPiSMyNaMe (10:26:10 PM): beyond wack
cUrLyToPiSMyNaMe (10:26:13 PM): and im awesome
reinix haha (10:26:14 PM): bwack
reinix haha (10:26:18 PM): i mean
reinix haha (10:26:19 PM): twack
cUrLyToPiSMyNaMe (10:26:20 PM): unlike you Ms. aweso!
cUrLyToPiSMyNaMe (10:26:23 PM): haha
reinix haha (10:26:24 PM): stfu
cUrLyToPiSMyNaMe (10:26:26 PM): see
cUrLyToPiSMyNaMe (10:26:29 PM): you even said it
reinix haha (10:26:30 PM): i’m ME and AWESO
cUrLyToPiSMyNaMe (10:26:32 PM): bwack
cUrLyToPiSMyNaMe (10:26:37 PM): not even
cUrLyToPiSMyNaMe (10:26:40 PM): your bwack
reinix haha (10:26:39 PM): uh huh
reinix haha (10:26:43 PM): you wish you had ME
cUrLyToPiSMyNaMe (10:26:44 PM): and awesome
reinix haha (10:26:46 PM): but you just have aweso
cUrLyToPiSMyNaMe (10:26:49 PM): maybe your awesome
cUrLyToPiSMyNaMe (10:26:55 PM): but im BAWESOME!
reinix haha (10:26:58 PM): LMFAO
cUrLyToPiSMyNaMe (10:26:59 PM): beyond awesome ok
reinix haha (10:26:59 PM): DAMNIT
cUrLyToPiSMyNaMe (10:27:09 PM): haha
reinix haha (10:27:20 PM): fuck you, go post this whole convo on a bulletin.. it’s hilarious. rofl.
cUrLyToPiSMyNaMe (10:27:58 PM): wil do
cUrLyToPiSMyNaMe (10:28:31 PM): wack
cUrLyToPiSMyNaMe (10:28:33 PM): you post it
cUrLyToPiSMyNaMe (10:28:35 PM): im doing hw
reinix haha (10:28:45 PM): but AIM doesn’t give me line breaks =(
cUrLyToPiSMyNaMe (10:28:50 PM): me neither
reinix haha (10:28:52 PM): really?
reinix haha (10:28:56 PM): it used to… =(
cUrLyToPiSMyNaMe (10:29:00 PM): yep me tooo
reinix haha (10:29:33 PM): woohoo. i got line breaks.
reinix haha (10:30:27 PM): The trick is to paste it on an IM and then paste your pase from there…. somehow..
cUrLyToPiSMyNaMe (10:30:48 PM): haha wtf

School stuff

First period. Drafting with Mr. Laines. Pretty damn boring. I keep being later/absent to the class.

Second period. Honors Chemistry with Ms. Xavier. She’s nice. But ugh, I’m getting a C in the class. I never liked Chemistry much…

Third period. They switched all the Humanitas kids out of Montes’ class and back into Rocha’s. Grr. A lot of us were pretty damn angry about it. I don’t like Rocha. He’s so fake and has some superiority complex, I swear. But yeah… He’s just another typical Gardocki/Buchman style teacher. Y’know. The type that make you read something,and then answer questions or wrote about it. I always sucked at that stuff. What I liked about Montes was that he took a whole different approach to teaching, AND I got good scores on his assignments. He got kinda preachy about the whole oppression thing, but I didn’t mind.

Fourth period. Bennet. AP Government. Ehh.

Fifth period. AP European history with Woessner. Yep. No band for 5th. Muahahaha.

Sixth period. Marching Dynamics. I only enrolled so I can get the PE credit I need to graduate =P.

Seventh period, I guess. Band practice. 4-8 on Tuesdays and Thursdays.

DCI, Brick, Band, School.

I haven’t updated this in forever… Let’s divide this into sections.

DCI World Championships
Unfortunately I didn’t get to go on finals night. That really sucks because for the next 10 years, finals are gonna be in Indianapolis =/. I could’ve gotten a ticket too! Jasmine wasn’t able to go and was gonna give me hers. I spent the day at my tia Rosa’s with my family instead. Grr.
I did go to Quarterfinals, though. It was fun. I loved most of the shows. One of the corps played Imogen Heap. I forgot who, though… Like always, SCV’s cymbal line fucking owned =D. I pretty much liked all the shows. Carolina Crown’s was hilarious. Horses and William Tell Overture are like rofl. and Blue Devils <33!

I didn’t have any money, so I couldn’t get a t-shirt or anything :’[. I wanted a shirt really fucking badly. Ughh. But I did get free posters and stickers and stuff, haha.

We (zack, brittney, sope and i) left on Mr. Gray's car and he took us to King Taco. We had a chat about bums, random moments, and marching band. It was pretty tight. And the quesadilla thing I had a was pretty damn good. =P

Brick
So, I had left my stuff in the band room after band leadership interviews and went to Snack Stop to get stuff for Danny and Monkey. I ran across Gilbert on my way there and told him to go back with me, since he had nothing to do anyway. So we went back, gave Monkey and Danny their stuff, whatever. The drumline had late rehearsal that day. Band didn't, so the band room was empty because they were all practicing outside. Somehow... [THE REST OF THIS SECTION WAS OMITTED BY REINIX DUE TO... HER OWN STUPIDITY].

Marching Band
Gray hasn’t announced it to the band, but he told us who the student leadership is (as though he hadn’t made it obvious from the start…). Brittney’s the drum major and Tiffany is assistant DM. I don’t like that term… assistant. Makes it sound as if Tiff is Britt’s bitch. If anything, it should be the other way around. Stupid faker bitch… Whatever. The Lance Majors are Tiffany, Zack and I (formerly known as captains). Josh and Manzo are the Horn Sergeants. They basically make sure everything in rehearsal goes by quickly and smoothly. IMO, they’ve been doing more on the field than the DM. Gilbert and Manzo are the Field Captains. They make sure the field is nicely done and set for our rehearsal. The prest of the leadership pretty much does that too, though. We have to get to camps an hour early to paint the yard lines and all that good stuff. The Technical Captains are Jocelyn and Alyssa. I’m still not sure what they do… stupid gray. Band leadership is fun, though. We’re like our own section and stuff. Except none of us like to include Brittney most of the time =/. And for band camp, we all get to wear orange t-shirts. =D

The newbs are doing alright. There are a few that stick out, and you can tell they weren’t there when we worked on basics and stuff. I’ve been working with the clarinets and they’be been improving a lot. I’m kinda proud of them. =] The flutes are pretty down too. I dunno about Jeniffer, but yeah. Let’s hope she can hang. I don’t want another hole on the field. ugh, the altos are lagging it >_<. But they’re trying, so it’s okay. Sometimes they get yelled at and stuff, but they have this drive that makes them want to get better and stay. That’s really good. =]. I think the brass is doing all right for the most part. I haven’t been observing them much.

School
I start school this Wednesday. What a bummer. I like not having a first period… Or a second period, for that matter. Most of my schedule is on track C. 1-3 are track A, and the rest is track C. I’ve been going to Mr. Bennett’s AP government class, so i’m pretty much staying in that. I went to see my counselor and this is what my schedule’s gonna be:
1. Drafting [i never took a tech art class =/]
2. Honors Chemistry [i failed first semester sophmore year...]
3. Advanced Comp. with Montes
4. AP Government and Politics with Bennett.
5. Band
6. Band
7. Band

So yeah, I have a feeling I’m gonna be missing first period a LOT. haha. I most likely wont know anyone in it… Or my second period. grr. Chemistry and drafting are sooo boring. I’m not gonna be a fucking architect or a fucking scientist… Oh well. Hopefully I’ll like Montes. I heard he’s a good teacher. =]]

Humanitas beach trip

Sooo. Zack and I still weren’t sure we were gonna go or not. He was on his way to my house and I was on my way to school around 1st period, so we ran into each other somewhere on Clela… Then Jonathan (garcia) passes by us in his car and gives us a ride back to my house. he chills there for a while with us ’til Ricky gets there. Everything changed ever since they broke up and all that crap. Whatever. Danny (de la rosa) and (little) Mayra got to my house later on. He was burning a CD on my computer er something. We eventually left after making a few phone calls to others asking at what time the bus would be leaving, so they could just follow it.

We ended up going to the beach in Danny’s car. That ride was pretty fun. So we parked on the shore on 11th street, as told. Turns out, it was the wrong 11th street… go figure. Danny drove us all back to the others 11th street and we spent a couple hours at the beach. It was aight. We ate at this one local place over there; everyone was really nice. =]]. Gardocki and Rocha ate there too. =P. ummm. yeahh.

The word of the day was pan[ocha]. haha. Danny kept using it and stuff. Even Mayra [sorry i took long guys, i was taking the sand out of my pan!]. Oh, mayra saw her first penis [a .gif thing on a cell phone]. It was hilarious. She was all “THEY REALLY LOOK LIKE THAT?! DO THEY HAVE THAT CIRCLE THING? I DON’T WANT THAT IN MY PAN.” rofl.

Fun times…

Band and colorguard banquet

So the banquet was on a friday. I was kinda bummed that I didn’t buy a dress for it. Luckily, my sister Nery was at the house, so we went to the mall and bought me a green dress. yayy. Then we went all out and bought matching earrings and shoes for it. And a corset to hide my ugly lonjas. haha.

The banquet itself was fun fun fun. The food was awesome. I actually danced a lot =]]. Reina said I dance like a black girl. I didn’t know if that was good or bad. She said it was a good thing. =P

They handed out the awards and blah blah blah. Haha, after Rudy, Joe and Courtney gave their speeches Mr. Gray was all like “I’ll be short,” i was like xD. Just like last year, Gilbert and I handled the slide show. It went pretty well, I think. I kinda liked last year’s better. Oh well.