Xenaero

I take the California Achievement Test as part of my homeschooling packet thing, and I was above average my grade level in every field except Science (Which I expected to be low, due to barely even doing any of it) and Vocabulary. The average levels in the graph was 25-75 out of 100, science was 70, and vocabulary was 61. Gah. I probably should be happy I excelled at nearly everything (especially mathematics and spelling, which were both late 90s) but i'm a perfectionist. :(

Yeah, my parents said the exact thing when they first read my story, and instantly told me I had to be plagurizing. I was grounded for a day until I got ordered (and nearly forced) to get on the computer and take out parts of the story, essentially mutilating it. And on top of that I offered to write a brand new story for submitting it to the school board, and they refused, so I had absolutely no way of proving that I didnt plagurize my work. This also happened before when I had made another story a few years back and I was drilled into saying that I stole it from somewhere to get myself ungrounded.

I think my choices from the 2nd time this has happened ARE:
A) Regular school
B) Find some kind of story/writing college thing
C) Make low-level stories so they wont get on my ass again
D) I need to see a counsoler

It sucks! First year you get to buy a 15" flat screen panel for like $1000, but today you can get it for about $100! Wtf is going on, people jacking up the highest prices unimaginable by man for a piece of stupid equipment. I mean really, who's bright idea is it to have software and anything computer related just so SKY HIGH in price and then 1 year later just drop it to like, 1/5th of the first price. And then you have the people that wait to get it for cheaper, because by then 4 months to 2 years have passed and when you get it it's already obsolete by the massive-bill-gates'-new-world-domination-mechanical-wondurbar thing out on the shelf this week, buy it for 200 less than 3000 in the first hour of the store opening on Xmas day! OH JOY!

Get this. I've had braces for almost 3 years now, and after all that pain and agony of using like 2 different brushes and whatnot and my parents paying about 3K by my estimates, today was the day they were supposed to come off.

I was excited, but we ran into construction on the way, and were just 10 minutes late, and it turns out that very day the schedule of the orthodontist (or whatever) was so tightly wrapped that we had to be there on time. So no, all the excitement washed away now, and although I can get them off on Thursday, all of the anticipation and everything is pretty much ruined. For just 10 minutes late.

On TOP of the face that i've _never_ been late in 3 years. Pathetic. Doctors and Dentists can all just go ahead and have you wait for them but it's practically impossible for them to wait for you. 10 flipping minutes. So now, i'm waiting until thursday morning. Sure only little more than a day away, but all the excitement and anticipation = gone.

Alright, for like the 5th time today I found myself playing doom, not unusual for me, but what was unsual was the islamic retard who kept calling my cell phoen number asking to sell me AOL CD cases. (of all things...) It was a collosal mistake to pick it up the first time it rung, as after the 3rd time I told him i'm not interested it kept ringing. This is why BLOCK FEATURES WOULD BE HELPFUL ON CELL PHONES. But no! I kept getting called. So after I got beaten in a Skulltag duel, and the phone ringing for the what I swear had to be the 13th time, I finally cracked. I picked up my shiny red outdated Nokia cell phone, looked at the 10 calls missed message, and attempted to go all-out Hulk on it, by trying to smash it in my fist. But being the weakling that I am, and probably due to the devilry of hard plastic, I couldn't.

That failing, I searched for a object to beat the god damn object, which was still ringing, to a miserable pulp of battery juice. Finding nothing suffecient, and too lazy to actually go get the butcher knife from the kitchen, I saw the window. Not the window of opportuinity, or of heaven, but the widnow in my room. Thinking it was closed, so I could smash the phone against it, and probably break the glass satisfactory at the same time, unfotunatly, that did not happen. Because just as I launched it toward the window I noticed I didn't see the normal reflection I see on a window, so the phone went, still ringing, out the window with the force of a hurricane, and slammed so hard in the the dirt that a small dust cloud formed. However, that wasn't the end of the tyranny of the Cell Phone. I decided to go get it later on in the day and play some more doom in the meantime, but before I could happily get back to Deathmatching, I heard another sound. No, it wasn't the ringing I normally hear, but the sound of 20 babies screeching at once. Or more normally heard as a cell phone ring covered with dirt. I got up, went out the back door, went over to the ringing, somewhat obscured by the layer of dirt on top of it, and picked up the cell phone. However, it wouldn't stop ringing, and the message now said 12 calls missed. Seething is hatred, I hurled the thing as far up in the air as I could muster, and having it land on the roof with such force was quit satisfying, but however, as it lay there on the roof, I was quite positive I had finally destroyed it. BUT NO! IT RANG AGAIN! And as it rang, it slowly slid down the slope of the room! Then it tumbled, and landed on the mat in front of the back door! Finally giving up on trying to destroy the invincible hellish cell phone, I picked it up, and hit the power button, which was now caked with dirt. Going into my room, I tossed it on my bed, and there it is laying, ringing still and there's no doubt with each ring, it is sending particles of dirt all over my bed, because the power button obviously didn't work...

Moral of the story: Cell Phones suck

How can life be an more boring. Here I am in the middle of Florida, nothing to do, nowhere to go, and everyon else is sleeping through the day, and it's god damn new years.

Humor me with insults, pweeze.

Alright, so case one, I wake up bright and early and get a head start on the day. I start off by taking a shower and then making oatmeal in a fantastic mood (pretty rare for me) And then lo and behold I drop it flat on the kitchen tiled floor, making the china bowl break into billions of pieces and the hot oatmeal go everywhere, including on my foot. Ok so my foot was burned, not that bad, and luckily it broke on the tile than on the carpet, so I clean that up and then I hear that one of the parrots I own has gotton out and SHIT all over the room. So I go there and clean it up, about 30 minutes behind now.

Case 2, I actually get done with my daily homeschooling work a tad late due to the inconvienence above, then I go outside for a walk and the ENTIRE yard is filled with holes from the multiple dogs I own. I don't even bother to fill them in because the case with these dogs is that if you fill them in, they notice their holes gone and dig em back up! I ignore the holes and not 5 mintues later when I get on IRC then my dad orders me to do it.

Case 3! My website takes an absolute SHIT on the server it's on, causing everything to meltdown practically. So I begin pouring (sp?) through the database and of course then is when i'm distracted by my sister blowing up her computer and a lovely blue screen of death. I come back to my computer 5 minutes later and start working on it again, and finally fix the site, but then i'm nailed to the cross by my mom for having a bad attitude throughout the day. And here I am going 'HELLO, I was FINE this morning, doing EXCELLENT in fact, until all THIS SHIT happens.' But she doesn't care, and here I am awaiting final restriction from the computer for days, and all of THIS happens during my week to review wads.

Isn't life just fucking lovely?