Ever so sleepy

You know what, i'm tired. And when I get tired I tend to get irritable, cranky, and over all b****y! I don't feel well and I really just want to go to sleep, but in order to maintain a good, stable grade in creative writing, I must complete my home work. And my home work includes writing these blogs. Don't get me wrong, I have no problem writing them, I just tend to wait till the last minute before I do my homework (See procrastination blog). Like always I wait till it's inconvenient for me before I do what I need to do. I don't know why, I just don't seem to want to do my home work as soon as I get home. It's just like, I know I have extra time, so I feel like I can just do it later. Once later comes, I'm either busy wasting time or sleep. And I never do my homework at school, even when I say I will, I always never do. It just doesn't get done and I either fail or try to use my sweetness to get out of it, which doesn't work 99% of the time. But that one percent has done me well.

People in the wrong!

Don't you just hate it when you do something good, a favor, for someone else and when you expect your promised reinburstment, they don't come through? It's especially bad when the person who is in the wrong is your own parents. See when it's someone like a fellow student, you can find ways to get what is owed to you. But when it's your parents, it's a whole different ball game. You can't really MAKE your parents give something back to you because they have the authority, they make all the rules, and there's nothing you can do about it.

Field trips

I think my favorite part of school, other than home work, is field trips. There's something about them that just give me that adrenaline rush. Maybe it's just because every out of town field trip I have taken has been great, in every sense of that word. Like in seventh grade, I had my first out of town field trip with my school. We had to pack the night before, and bring blankets, pillows, and mobile entertainment because the bus ride was seven hours there and seven hours back. We had to be at the school early in the morning, like around six o' clock. My mom dropped me off on the side of the school, where I saw the other students walking to the brightly lit school in their pajamas. We waited in the auditorium where we met our friends and their families anxiously waiting for them to dismiss us to the coach buses. When they dismissed us, we would grab our friends and all their stuff, and run for our lives. All just to get a descent seat close to the back. There we would excitedly wait for all our other friends to assume their seats in the back also. Soon after, after everyone boards the bus, the driver takes off, beginning the long drive to our destination. After the actual trip, the bus ride home is a whole other story...

Mi birthday is coming!!

Hey guys, my birthday is coming! You know what that means right? That means I'm going to be sixteen years old! I'll be able to get a job, i'll be able to finally get my driver's licence, AND best of all, i'll get loaded down with all the responsibilities. (Hint: sarcasm) But responsibility will be good for me. If I can follow through, I will be trusted more, which is always good. I will have more freedom and work towards being less dependent on my mother. She'll love that!

This blog

Ok, another thing that is on my mind, what exactly is this blog suppose to contain? I do believe you told the class wednesday, but right now I don't really remember. If I'm suppose to write some poetic stuff, we're all out of luck, because I suck at poetry. Are we suppose to write a story or something because I feel more comfortable writing like this. I know this is not suppose to be a diary- like entry, but isn't writing exactly what I feel or exacty what's on my mind diary-like? I'm not confused, I just want to make sure that I am not doing the wrong thing by writing like this. All of my blog entries will not be like this, these are just my first two beginner blogs. Anyway, what is the actual definition of a *blog*? I never thought to look it up, but I have always wondered. And why do they have to contain two hundred and fifty words, can't they be less because I can not even think of anything right now, except how much homework that needs to be done. It also sucks a lot because I've wasted all that time on facebook, and now I'm too tired to do anything else.

Distractions

Clary, I hate the fact that even though I know I have homework to do, I still avoid it. It is 8:30 on the dot and I'm just starting my homework. I kind of got distracted by facebook. I wanted to check it and get it out of the way so I could get my work done, but then I saw something that caught my eye and it took up two hours of my homework time. This happens almost everyday; I put off homework recieved on wednesday, due friday, end up doing it friday morning. This whole procrastination thing has to stop. I've had a procrastination problem since middle school. Everytime I get a project, or any other assignment that's not due the next day, I set my mind to think that nothing needs to be done till it's necessary. It's not a good way to go about school work and it's not going to help me when I get to college. The reason I'm writing about this is because this is what is on my mind right now, this is my most present problem.