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Monday, May 20, 2013

Doctor Today

So today I went to the doctor, and I'm a little bit worried. I mean, okay I have been feeling sick a lot more than i usually would lately and i expected them to just say like "get more sleep yet here I am about to do five hours of homework. But they didn't seem to really know why I always felt like this so they drew blood and sent to a lab. I'm really scared something will come back negative. Like really scared. I just want it to be like, "Oh don't worry, you'll be okay because it's almost summer and you just need more rest." But no. I'm like freaking out because of this. Ugh.

Saturday, May 4, 2013

hers

This is a poem I wrote.
Hope you like it.



what is your favorite 
sound?
is it my voice?
or perhaps
my laugh?
no
it is not
me at all
in fact
it is her
your hand
in hers
your smile
all hers
but was it me
before
maybe it was
because
you were certainly
my favorite
voice
laugh
but that's not all
step
clap
cough
sneeze
sigh
everything
every noise
no longer mine
but hers
                              K.S.

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Monday, April 22, 2013

My first rant...

Ok so at my high school we have alternating schedule, where one day you go to four classes and the next you go to the other four. Today was what we call a "Red Day" which I usually love because Geography is my favorite subject, which I have first period, and I used to love my Algebra teacher, who is 2nd period, and Communications, or Speech, is the closest thing I could get to theater freshman year, and of course band at the end of the day. I now dread Red Days. Especially 2nd period. I would like to point out the bold "used" in my previous sentence. Let me explain to you why I absolutely despise my Algebra teacher as of a couple weeks ago.
  1. He talks about students grades loudly, so everyone in the class can hear.
    Let me give you a personal example. As of right now, I am failing Algebra by 1 point. This is due to the fact that he does not explain our homework, therefore I fail homework grades leading to failing quiz and test grades. Instead of calling me to his desk after class or before class, because I get there before anyone else everyday, he decides to yell to the entire class, "Keaton, it's not a very good thing when I put in a 50 and your grade goes up." Thank you very much. I appreciate the help I'm getting, and no it's ok, I totally understand algebra.  Like are you kidding me? You couldn't have told me that I was failing when we were alone and no one could hear you? This was an extremely embarrassing moment for me, because who wants people in their class that they barely know to find out that they are failing? Nobody that's who. Speaking of Nobody, let's move on to my next point.
  2. He acts more like a freshman boy than half of the kids in my class (and he's on the same level as the rest)
    Today, he decided to ask the class if we knew how to do a problem that he had never showed us before. Obviously nobody answered, because nobody knew how. A girl that was sitting next to me said, "Coach, nobody knows." after about 3 minutes of silence. He decides to ask someone who has been in algebra before, and he of course gives an answer. Our teacher then proceeds to say, "Thanks Nobody." and for the rest of the class period this kid, who's name is Matt by the way, is called Nobody by every stupid freshman guy in our class.

  3. He doesn't teach us anything. Pretty self explanatory, he never teaches us how to do it, and instead expects us to just know.
    Sorry, but that's not going to happen.
Needless to say, I absolutely hate my algebra class and teacher.








Sunday, April 14, 2013

omg my first post ever

So if you're reading this i'm probably a few months into my blog. And this is what I'm planning to do at this moment in time, the first day of my blog.
  1. Create a vlog. (probably happening today)
  2. do make up tutorials
  3. do reviews of clothes i like
  4. post fun playlists
  5. liveblog movies, shows, concerts, etc.
So that's my plan. If I haven't followed through, feel free to ask me why.