I didn't get my prom dress.
I loved that dress.
They didn't have it when they actually checked in the warehouse.
I'm so sad.
I'm so upset.
Oh, well.
Back to square one.
I was supposed to have The Scarlet Letter done by today for AP Language and Composition. I got to chapter 21 (out of 24) and then I was so tired that I just went to sleep. I should be finishing it now, in 1st period but I'm doing this instead. Ugh.
I'm sooooooo ready for summer. I'm so done with school right now. I just want to be alone. That won't even happen in the summer but, I just want to be able to go to the pool, relax, and lay in the sun. Ugh.
Yesterday was kind of a bad day. I think today will be better. I hope. Ugh.
We're not leaving until 5:30 today for our lacrosse game at ECH. Ugh.
Well, I have nothing else to say.
Word of the Day:
Vernal: (adj) appearing or occurring in spring; of or pertaining to spring; appropriate to or suggesting spring; springlike; belonging to or characteristic of youth.
Later Days.
Mojo
I may be losing faith in humanity, but here are the parts I love (or hate... it depends), my life in bits and pieces, and some extremely necessary time wasting tools for the exceedingly bored.
Showing posts with label AP Language and Composition. Show all posts
Showing posts with label AP Language and Composition. Show all posts
Tuesday, March 27, 2012
Tuesday, March 20, 2012
It's Been a While.
It's been a while since I've posted (as was indicated by the title of this long over due post).
Some News!
1: OUR LACROSSE TEAM WON TWO GAMES IN A ROW!!! We had a game on Friday and a game yesterday and we won both of them!!! I was so excited!!! WOOOT!!!
2: Gewgaw is back to hitting on me again. Sigh. That boy.
3: I got a C on my report card in AP Language and Composition. Sad face. D: My parents were upset. I was not.
4: ...I don't think I have anymore news for you... Oh, well!
JaQuan Blackmon is sitting next to me in Spanish class. He's a strange one. He's on the lacrosse team too! Yesterday he flattened some guy and got a minute penalty for it. It was pretty great. I thoroughly enjoyed that hit. Thoroughly. He's playing Minecraft on his computadora. It looks like a pretty dumb game but Sans Serif plays it. I don't think I'll ever play it. JaQuan is also a football player. And Gewgaw's best friend. Oh, dear. I enjoy JaQuan though. He makes me laugh. Esu Mane enjoys JaQuan as well.
It's Tuesday. I wish it was Friday. I have nothing to do this weekend except for babysit on Saturday from 4 to I'm not even sure when. I'm ready to sleep in.
Last night, I was reading The Scarlet Letter for AP Language and Composition, when I got extremely sleepy. So, I decided to take a break and put my book on my face just to take a rest. Next thing I knew, it was 5:30, my lamp was still on, and my book, pencil, eraser, and bookmark were scattered on my bed. It was crazy. I didn't even remember falling asleep! I felt wide awake at that point so I just decided to get up. I got to see my mommy though, which is awesome because she leaves for work before I normally get up! It was nice to see her. : )
I think that's everything I had for today.
Later Days.
Mojo.
Word of the Day:
Gasser: (n) Something that is extraordinarily pleasing or successful, especially a very funny joke ; a person or thing that gasses
Some News!
1: OUR LACROSSE TEAM WON TWO GAMES IN A ROW!!! We had a game on Friday and a game yesterday and we won both of them!!! I was so excited!!! WOOOT!!!
2: Gewgaw is back to hitting on me again. Sigh. That boy.
3: I got a C on my report card in AP Language and Composition. Sad face. D: My parents were upset. I was not.
4: ...I don't think I have anymore news for you... Oh, well!
JaQuan Blackmon is sitting next to me in Spanish class. He's a strange one. He's on the lacrosse team too! Yesterday he flattened some guy and got a minute penalty for it. It was pretty great. I thoroughly enjoyed that hit. Thoroughly. He's playing Minecraft on his computadora. It looks like a pretty dumb game but Sans Serif plays it. I don't think I'll ever play it. JaQuan is also a football player. And Gewgaw's best friend. Oh, dear. I enjoy JaQuan though. He makes me laugh. Esu Mane enjoys JaQuan as well.
It's Tuesday. I wish it was Friday. I have nothing to do this weekend except for babysit on Saturday from 4 to I'm not even sure when. I'm ready to sleep in.
Last night, I was reading The Scarlet Letter for AP Language and Composition, when I got extremely sleepy. So, I decided to take a break and put my book on my face just to take a rest. Next thing I knew, it was 5:30, my lamp was still on, and my book, pencil, eraser, and bookmark were scattered on my bed. It was crazy. I didn't even remember falling asleep! I felt wide awake at that point so I just decided to get up. I got to see my mommy though, which is awesome because she leaves for work before I normally get up! It was nice to see her. : )
I think that's everything I had for today.
Later Days.
Mojo.
Word of the Day:
Gasser: (n) Something that is extraordinarily pleasing or successful, especially a very funny joke ; a person or thing that gasses
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| This is the funniest corny joke I've heard in a looooooong time. How I love corny jokes. |
Friday, March 9, 2012
I Hate...
I hate people. They're onerous (that's an excellent word. You should look it up) and quite fickle. I hate how a person can be happy and bubbly one day, and all depressed and angry the next.
I hate when people take their anger at others out on me.
I hate not seeing Bullfrog everyday. He's one of my best friends and I never see him anymore. It makes me sad.
I hate not having a Shugy class. Yammer has 3. IN A ROW.
I hate boys (except for Bullfrog and Cwitoburger). They annoy the ever loving crap out of me.
I hate that I have no free time anymore. I used to be able to read a couple books a week. I haven't even opened a book in about 2 weeks. It makes me sad.
I love reading.
I love my friends even when they're angry at someone else and they take it out on me.
I love being a lacrosse manager. I get to hang out with some awesome people and watch a sport that is super entertaining.
I love sleeping. : D But who doesn't.
I love my mommy. She's wonderful. She's the best mommy ever! >.<
I love being me. : )
I love horses and riding horses. It makes me incredibly happy.
I love music and singing. I'm scared to sing in front of others but I'm so excited for the Tri-M concert at school.
I love the beach. I lived there for a while when I was younger and I loved it.
I love animals! All kinds! I don't love birds though... they scare me...
Well that's all I had to say.
Word of the Day:
Pococurante: (n): Caring little; indifferent; nonchalant; (adj): a careless or indifferent person
Later Days.
Mojo
I hate when people take their anger at others out on me.
I hate not seeing Bullfrog everyday. He's one of my best friends and I never see him anymore. It makes me sad.
I hate not having a Shugy class. Yammer has 3. IN A ROW.
I hate boys (except for Bullfrog and Cwitoburger). They annoy the ever loving crap out of me.
I hate that I have no free time anymore. I used to be able to read a couple books a week. I haven't even opened a book in about 2 weeks. It makes me sad.
I love reading.
I love my friends even when they're angry at someone else and they take it out on me.
I love being a lacrosse manager. I get to hang out with some awesome people and watch a sport that is super entertaining.
I love sleeping. : D But who doesn't.
I love my mommy. She's wonderful. She's the best mommy ever! >.<
I love being me. : )
I love horses and riding horses. It makes me incredibly happy.
I love music and singing. I'm scared to sing in front of others but I'm so excited for the Tri-M concert at school.
I love the beach. I lived there for a while when I was younger and I loved it.
I love animals! All kinds! I don't love birds though... they scare me...
Well that's all I had to say.
Word of the Day:
Pococurante: (n): Caring little; indifferent; nonchalant; (adj): a careless or indifferent person
Later Days.
Mojo
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| I love this picture. |
Wednesday, March 7, 2012
"Paint me like one of your French Girls, Jack."
A note before I begin my ranting: You should all take a look at the tags for each post. Sometimes they're important to the entirety of the post. But most of the time they're just saying what is in each post. So I guess you don't have to...
Yesterday, for the first time EVER... OUR LACROSSE TEAM WON A GAME!!!!!!!!!! Ahhhhhh!!!!!!!!! That's sooooo exciting! After our EPIC win, we went out to eat. We just stopped at Wendy's but it was fun and delicious.
We got to this game like 2 hours early so we had time to kill. So as we're (Esu Mane, the Girlfriend of Young Master Bill (from here on known as Mima), the Asian, and Big Red) sitting on a hill above our competitor's field, I was attempting to write an essay for my favorite class, AP Language and Composition. Well, that didn't work. Instead I wrote it this morning in first period. FAIL.
Of course you guys know that Gewgaw is on the lacrosse team. So yesterday after the game we stopped at Wendy's. At this eating establishment of ginger proportions, I was standing behind him in line while Esu Mane went to the bathroom to take off her pants (she was wearing two pairs... just so you guys don't flip out like "Whaaaaaaaa???"). So me being the horrible person I am, I start talking to him and punching him and then he decides to grab me and tickle me and OF COURSE(!) Roblett walks up crying and asks for aspirin for his tendinitis. I felt so bad for messing around and he's in so much pain! Wah! I'm awful.
Anyway!
The game was fun and I even got 2 new Esuisms and a Mojoism out of it:
Esuism #6:
*talking about what I should write my essay on and Gewgaw shows up to converse with me*
Esu: "Oh! I know! You should write about the time I punched Gewgaw in the face! :D"
Gewgaw: "When did that happen?"
Esu: "10 minutes from now."
Me: "HAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!!!!!!"
Hahaha! She really does dislike him.
Esuism #7:
Esu: "An Esu is worth a thousand words!"
Me: "And a million laughs!"
I made her smile. Hahaha! I'm the best!
Mojoism #3:
*Esu sends me a text message as we're sitting on the bus next to each other*
*I recieve the text*
Me: *turning to Esu and shining the light of my phone on my face* "Do you see my face right now? This is how amused I am by that text message."
This was my face: -_-
Hahaha! Ohhhh, good times.
I was in a pretty bitchy mood yesterday. And I'm not really sure why... I just was... I feel bad for doing it sometimes but at the same time I enjoy it... *shrugs* Oh well.
Word of the Day:
Rutilant: (adj) glowing or glittering with ruddy or golden light
Well that's all folks.
Later Days.
Mojo
Yesterday, for the first time EVER... OUR LACROSSE TEAM WON A GAME!!!!!!!!!! Ahhhhhh!!!!!!!!! That's sooooo exciting! After our EPIC win, we went out to eat. We just stopped at Wendy's but it was fun and delicious.
We got to this game like 2 hours early so we had time to kill. So as we're (Esu Mane, the Girlfriend of Young Master Bill (from here on known as Mima), the Asian, and Big Red) sitting on a hill above our competitor's field, I was attempting to write an essay for my favorite class, AP Language and Composition. Well, that didn't work. Instead I wrote it this morning in first period. FAIL.
Of course you guys know that Gewgaw is on the lacrosse team. So yesterday after the game we stopped at Wendy's. At this eating establishment of ginger proportions, I was standing behind him in line while Esu Mane went to the bathroom to take off her pants (she was wearing two pairs... just so you guys don't flip out like "Whaaaaaaaa???"). So me being the horrible person I am, I start talking to him and punching him and then he decides to grab me and tickle me and OF COURSE(!) Roblett walks up crying and asks for aspirin for his tendinitis. I felt so bad for messing around and he's in so much pain! Wah! I'm awful.
Anyway!
The game was fun and I even got 2 new Esuisms and a Mojoism out of it:
Esuism #6:
*talking about what I should write my essay on and Gewgaw shows up to converse with me*
Esu: "Oh! I know! You should write about the time I punched Gewgaw in the face! :D"
Gewgaw: "When did that happen?"
Esu: "10 minutes from now."
Me: "HAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!!!!!!"
Hahaha! She really does dislike him.
Esuism #7:
Esu: "An Esu is worth a thousand words!"
Me: "And a million laughs!"
I made her smile. Hahaha! I'm the best!
Mojoism #3:
*Esu sends me a text message as we're sitting on the bus next to each other*
*I recieve the text*
Me: *turning to Esu and shining the light of my phone on my face* "Do you see my face right now? This is how amused I am by that text message."
This was my face: -_-
Hahaha! Ohhhh, good times.
I was in a pretty bitchy mood yesterday. And I'm not really sure why... I just was... I feel bad for doing it sometimes but at the same time I enjoy it... *shrugs* Oh well.
Word of the Day:
Rutilant: (adj) glowing or glittering with ruddy or golden light
Well that's all folks.
Later Days.
Mojo
Tuesday, February 28, 2012
How Uneventful.
Yesterday was quite the uneventful day:
My AP Lang & Comp test was easy... ish. The multiple choice questions were pretty easy but and so were the essays, but each essay had about 50 parts to it. Ugh. Major ugh. But I think I did pretty well on it. I'll make sure to let you know. :)
Esu Mane, Cachinnator, and Cwitoburger would appreciate knowing that nothing happened between Gewgaw and I. I remembered how irritating he can be. But, much to their dismay, I also remembered why I was drawn to him in the first place. It's not that I like him or anything; it's mostly lusting which is bad, bad, bad, bad, bad. Bad, bad. Another reason why I'm going to Hell.
And another thing! Yesterday, at lunch, I was discussing Cwitoburger's clothing choice for the day. He was wearing jeans for about the first time ever! I was discussing this with The Puerto Rican Chef (PRC). She had noticed something quite fascinating. We (PRC and I) noticed that we can remember what Cwitoburger wears on a regular basis, but he can't remember what we wear. And so:
Lunchism #1:
Puerto Rican Chef: "What do we wear Cwitoburger?"
Cwitoburger: "I don't know... clothes... shirts...?"
Me: "Most of the time..."
XD
It was hilarious. Just to let you know.
My AP Lang & Comp test was easy... ish. The multiple choice questions were pretty easy but and so were the essays, but each essay had about 50 parts to it. Ugh. Major ugh. But I think I did pretty well on it. I'll make sure to let you know. :)
Esu Mane, Cachinnator, and Cwitoburger would appreciate knowing that nothing happened between Gewgaw and I. I remembered how irritating he can be. But, much to their dismay, I also remembered why I was drawn to him in the first place. It's not that I like him or anything; it's mostly lusting which is bad, bad, bad, bad, bad. Bad, bad. Another reason why I'm going to Hell.
And another thing! Yesterday, at lunch, I was discussing Cwitoburger's clothing choice for the day. He was wearing jeans for about the first time ever! I was discussing this with The Puerto Rican Chef (PRC). She had noticed something quite fascinating. We (PRC and I) noticed that we can remember what Cwitoburger wears on a regular basis, but he can't remember what we wear. And so:
Lunchism #1:
Puerto Rican Chef: "What do we wear Cwitoburger?"
Cwitoburger: "I don't know... clothes... shirts...?"
Me: "Most of the time..."
XD
It was hilarious. Just to let you know.
Thursday, February 23, 2012
On Baking Pefectly Gooey Chocolate Chip Cookies
Esu Mane told me to post my Process Analysis Essay that I wrote for AP Language and Composition last night... Here it is...
On Baking Perfectly Gooey Chocolate Chip Cookies
The first time I made chocolate chip cookies by myself, they came out very much like hockey pucks – flat and round, rock hard, black, and not appetizing in the least. For a while after that my mom was the only one who made chocolate chip cookies or any cookies for that matter. After a while, I decided to try again. This time, the cookies were perfect. I had made the ultimate chocolate chip cookies. Nowadays in my house, I’m the only one allowed to bake at all. My mom loves and hates me baking because she doesn’t have to do it any more but I always end up making quite the mess. Since that fateful day of burning the chocolate chip cookies, I have made many wonderful batches as well as some not-so-wonderful batches. Baking is a tricky business, but there are some good tricks to know when you desire to make perfectly gooey chocolate chip cookies.
Preheat your oven to three hundred and seventy-five degrees (375 degrees F) and gather all of the ingredients before you start baking. Make sure that there are one or two racks in or near the middle of the oven. The gathering of ingredients is an extremely important step in making the best chocolate chip cookies. Always, always, always check your pantry and refrigerator for the ingredients to be sure you have them and enough of them. The ingredients and amounts needed to make chocolate chip cookies are two and one quarter (2 ¼) cups of all-purpose flour, one (1) teaspoon of baking soda, one (1) teaspoon of salt, one (1) cup (or two [2] sticks) of softened butter, three quarters (3/4) of a cup of granulated sugar, three quarters (3/4) of a cup of packed brown sugar, one (1) teaspoon of vanilla extract, two (2) large eggs, two (2) cups (or one twelve ounce [12-oz.] package) of semi-sweet or milk chocolate morsels, and one (1) cup of chopped nuts if desired.
A note about these ingredients: the small amount of salt contrasts with the high sugar content in the cookies and sharpens the flavors, always remove the butter first when gathering ingredients so that it has time to soften, high quality vanilla makes for better tasting cookies but any brand is fine, milk chocolate morsels taste the best, and nuts are an optional and sometimes needed addition to these already delicious cookies.
Mix dry and wet ingredients separately and combine slowly. At this stage in perfect cookie development, all of your ingredients should be out and ready to go for easy mixing. Now, you may want to pile everything into one bowl and go at it with the mixing, but this is the completely incorrect way to do this. What you have to do is combine the dry ingredients (salt, flour, and baking soda) in a small bowl and mix the wet ingredients (sugars, butter, and vanilla) in another bowl. Don’t add the eggs until you’ve mixed the butter, sugars, and vanilla together. Then add the eggs one at a time, and beat well after adding each egg. Now, you must slowly add in the dry ingredients. Add them in small batches. The whole bowl of dry ingredients should take between three and four mix-ins. The dough will get stiffer with each addition so be sure to mix it thoroughly even after your arm becomes exhausted.
Roll one-inch balls of dough between your hands and place them on an ungreased baking sheet. This is the part where you get to have some fun! Warning: your hands will get a bit messy. Take a chunk of dough from the bowl and roll it between your hands like you were making circles against the palm of your left hand with your right one. Place the completed ball of dough onto a baking sheet and repeat the procedure with the remainder of the dough. Do this in multiple batches if you can’t fit all of the dough onto one baking sheet. Be sure to space the dough balls about one to one and a half (1- 1 ½) inches apart as the cookies will flatten and spread out.
Bake the cookies for nine to eleven (9-11) minutes and let them cool after they are done in the oven. Place the cookies in the oven on the center rack to bake for nine to eleven minutes. Although I have specified a time length for the cookies to bake, there can be some discrepancies between ovens. My oven for example is a convection oven and can bake these cookies in about six or seven minutes. Because of these discrepancies, you really have to bake with your nose. Usually when you can smell a baked good it is very close to done.
An important reminder: stay with your cookies at all times! Never, ever leave the kitchen when baking. Even when there is a timer set, if you are out of the room when it goes off you may not hear it and that could quickly become a fire hazard.
When allowing the cookies to cool, remove them from the baking sheet (after a few minutes so they can to set up and won’t fall apart when you try to move them) and place them on a cooling rack or, if you don’t have a cooling rack, allow them to cool a bit longer on the baking sheet and them move them to a plate to finish cooling.
Enjoy a cookie or two while they are still warm from the oven with an ice-cold glass of milk. Unless of course you’re, lactose intolerant, in which case have an ice-cold glass of soy or almond milk with your perfectly gooey chocolate chip cookies.
Baking can be an easy thing to do, but it can be just as easy to mess up, as my first attempt at making cookies shows. There was another instance where I added all of the ingredients into one bowl and had to dump the entire batch because of that simple mistake. Another time, I baked the cookies for a couple minutes too long and they turned into hard chocolate chip cookies, which can be good sometimes but disappointing when you were expecting soft and chewy ones. These failures are just as important as the times you succeed in making cookies. The failures teach you what not to do when making cookies and when you succeed, you learn what you should do. Knowing what not to do is equally as important as knowing what to do.
Making cookies is about more than just eating delicious, sugary treats. Baking cookies is about caring for others and making them smile. Something as simple as a cookie can change someone’s day. Eating a yummy, warm, chocolaty cookie will make your heart melt along with the hearts of others. Be sure to share the love and give friends and family, and even strangers, some of your amazing cookies. People simply want to be loved and giving delicious homemade cookies is a great way to show your love.
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