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Got accepted to Whitman College. Good, but not very exciting, considering it was a safety so I was pretty sure I'd get in, and I'd rather go to other colleges that I've already gotten accepted to. But now I'm kind of freaked out, because this is the last of my safeties, so now there aren't anymore colleges I'm waiting to hear from that I definitely should get in to. They're all either super ridiculous (like Stanford, which I'm pretty sure has just stopped accepting anyone at all) or could go either way or I think I have a good chance at, but you never know. So yeah, starting to really worry now.

I talked to Mr. Johnson again today and he said that as far as he's concerned, when we're done at the jazz festival next Saturday, he won't expect to see me again until Monday. So yay, this means I'll have plenty of time to get back and go to Jackie/Galaxy/Richard's birthday party! I'm happy now. :D

I am no longer completely looking forward to next week now because of Physics. Mr. Malin decided for absolutely no reason that next Tuesday (in a period that's shortened to 50 minutes) it would be a good idea for us to take our final. Before we've learned everything. Before taking several more unit tests. It's going to be a 70 question MC old AP test (AND WE HAVE 50 MINUTES TO DO IT) and it's going to cover stuff we haven't learned yet (to which he said, "Eh. That's life.") and he's not going to curve it to AP scale (which wtf, THAT'S WHAT THEY INTENDED WHEN THEY CREATED THE FREAKING TEST. Instead, he's going to look at the highest score out of all five periods and adjust the scores to that) and best of all, we can't drop it because it's a final. Oh god, I am going to fail this. I normally get between 60-77% on his normal tests, and free response is what brings me up, but there's no free response here. Gah. Luckily I've actually done decently on the last two tests so I'm hoping around 50% on it won't kill me, but ugh. This really does not seem at all fair.

I need it to be June.

The Black Donnellys premieres tonight (10 PM on NBC)! I'm so excited. :D If you haven't seen it yet, you have to check it out. Just give it a chance, even if you don't think you'll like it, because it's awesome.

I was actually pleasantly surprised with the Oscars last night. Usually at awards shows about one or two things that I want to win do so, but those will be canceled out by a loss of something I really wanted to win which seemed like a sure thing. And considering the only movies I've seen that were actually nominated for anything important (meaning, not Pirates of the Caribbean) were The Departed and Little Miss Sunshine (both of which I loved), that's pretty good. The Oscars always make me want to watch more movies.

I've been getting really irritated with jazz band. Most of it I really like, I mean, I like our music, and Mr. Johnson's really good as a director. But ugh, the rhythm section just pisses me off. Not even all of them, just the guitars and basses, because they never. stop. playing. Even when he's talking or giving announcements, they keep strumming and playing and oh my god it drives me crazy. And everyone's shushing them and they still keep playing. I don't understand what makes them think they're so special they get to play when everyone else has to be quiet. What the hell? And sometimes we'll shush them and then whoever was playing will be "Oh, I'm not plugged into my amp!" like that's justification, but wtf we can obviously still hear you, and you're really loud and irritating and I just want you to stop! And because of them always playing (and always talking! They never stop making idiotic comments that just waste everyone's time) we always end up getting out late, and ok, maybe you want to stay at school until 5 PM, but I actually have a crapload of work to do, and I'd really like to be able to get home and get it done before Prison Break, Heroes, and The Black Donnellys. gah.

I mean, it doesn't sound like much, but it's absolutely driving me crazy. They're just so inconsiderate and selfish and it really pisses me off. I hate Mondays. (No, that's a lie, they're so much good TV on Mondays! But everything before 8 PM sucks.)

So this week the only TV I watched was Veronica Mars, Gilmore Girls, My Name is Earl, and The Office, since it was pretty much a hell week for me (I had something major in every class: test in chem, quiz in calc, test and essay in French, test in physics, midterm and essay in English, and jazz band auditions) and then on Friday we had an away football game even though we already had our last football game ever because our football team was in CIF (like... championships, or playoffs, or whatever? I mean, they didn't even make it, they got a wildcard spot or something, but yeah). So today I had like 12 hours of TV to catch up on, and I watched everything except the now three episodes of Supernatural I've missed and last week's Torchwood (which I'll watch in an hour or so). And I'm very surprised to say that out of all the TV I watched (Prison Break, Heroes, Studio 60, House, Ugly Betty, The O.C., Doctor Who, and Battlestar Galactica), the episode of The O.C. was my favorite. I just don't understand how this has happened, how The O.C. is suddenly so good again! I loved Ugly Betty a lot too, and everything else was very good as well, but somehow The O.C. was my favorite. Weird.

Anyways, at the end of the football game yesterday (which sucked, by the way, for many different reasons, and I'm glad we lost 28 to 2 so we don't have to go to another), Mrs. Daley announced that she resigned. I don't really know how to feel about it, because I didn't really like her and I wasn't really happy with how she ran things, but at the same time I did feel bad for her. So now I don't know who's doing jazz band (Mrs. Bentley, maybe? Or Mr. Johnson?) but that explains why Mrs. Bentley announced on Thursday jazz band results would be posted next week but couldn't explain why.

I'm glad next week is Thanksgiving because I could really do with a break. Ah, but this year feels like it's moving so fast! Thanksgiving means it's almost December, which means it's almost winter break, which means it's almost January, which means first semester is almost over and I can stop studying so hard and just get B's in all my classes and in January I'll hear from the three schools I applied to early action (Goucher, Colorado College, and Lewis and Clark). So weird to think about how senior year is almost half-way through.

The past two days have been good. Disneyland on Friday was fun for the most part. It started out kind of bad, but I think things got a lot better as the day went on. Every year the marching in the parade feels shorter. It was kind of cool how we did it this year, starting at Main Street and then going into It's a Small World, since it was dark at that point and It's a Small World was all lit up. It was really pretty marching towards it. Oh, and I got the most adorable little Eyeore ever, and this stuffed animal that becomes a pillow if you undo this velcro, and it's also really adorable.

Saturday I went to the Spectrum with Emma and Soan which was great fun. I got 3 pairs of earrings (buy 2 get 1 free! And I really needed new earrings, since I always lose mine), a prep book for AP Chem, and Jane Eyre since I've been wanting to read it for awhile, and I finally finished The Picture of Dorian Gray and I like having a book to read when I have free time.

TV Friending Meme! Welcome to new friends! :D

Anyways, now I have a pile of homework I need to get through, and I should also probably practice for jazz band auditions. I hate this week. I'll be very happy when it's over.

So I think I'm really back now. Olympics aren't over till Sunday, but tomorrow I'll be gone a lot of the day anyways and especially when they air, so I won't end up watching them anyways, and Sunday I'll have plenty of time to check LJ. And anyways, I think the things I care more about are over. Unless Apolo Anton Ohno is racing tomorrow. That might've been tonight, though. I don't know. I don't care enough to actually tape them. Oh, I love Joey Cheek so much, by the way. Just in case you were curious (which I'm sure you were).

Anyways, today=good. Got a 93 on the seminar project I did last week with Seher (actually found that out Wednesday, but I'm pleased with the way I'm starting out the semester in Euro), and a freaking 97 on our unit test in math I took this week. So proud of that. I have no idea how that happened, because I didn't think I had prepared nearly enough, and the chapter was kind of difficult for me. All the things I got points off on were me putting positive signs in places that should be negative signs and vice versa. Stupid. Especially the one where I had r+8cosx-2sinx=0 and somehow got r=-8cosx-2sinx. No, Michelle, that's not how you subtract things. And jazz band was better than usual because we had this great jazz drummer giving us a clinic. Sounded so much better with him. Unfortunately that will have worn off by next week. Oh well.

Then after jazz band I went to Woodbridge Center with Emma and Soan and saw Goblet of Fire, which was my first time seeing it. It was actually far better than I expected, because I was seriously expecting to hate it. I didn't like the third much and I had seen a lot of people really liked it (although maybe that's because the third is my favorite book, so when it wasn't perfect and exactly like the book, I just instantly hated it) and didn't like this one, but I actually enjoyed it. Although Emma and Soan's comments did make it even more enjoyable. But, oh man, DAVID FREAKING TENNANT WAS BARTY CROUCH JR.!!! WTF HOW I DIDN'T KNOW THIS?!?! Not that this would've urged me to watch it back last November. But if I had known this after watching The Christmas Invasion! Oh well. I know it now. And I really loved the Cedric they had (and found I've been pronouncing "Cedric" wrong the entire time. And, also, "accio", although I find that more reasonable). And, uh, yeah. Also, I've found somewhere between rereading the books in preparation for the 6th book to come out last summer and now I've become a total Ron/Hermione shipper. But yeah. Anyways. Enjoyable.

Afterwards we hung out at Del Taco and discussed things such as how much better BEC would be if I were president (like, I'd call car washes whenever I'd need my car washed, and I'd delegate to Justin, since he's treasurer, it being free for me, and delegate Jackie to make signs because she rocks at them and delegate Emma and Soan to run things and Emma to get to play with the hose and Soan to eat lots of cookies. And then with the $50 we'd make, we could use it to pay for gas for my car and take us to... the beach? I think? Yes. It would be excellent) and how next year instead of drum majors were going to have fascist dictators for marching band, and then upon arriving at my car found that the three letters on my license plate are FCS which is kind of like the word fascist, which probably means that I should be fascist dictator next year.

...yeah, I'm aware this makes little sense. But it was fun. So full from candy now, though. Tomorrow I will go to the animal shelter in the morning and then go to this band social event thing at Parkwest from like 4-10.

Jazz band tryouts were ok. I mean, I don't think I'm going to make it, but they went all right. Like, all last night and this morning I was totally nervous and freaking out, but then at the end of lunch I practiced with some other tenors and I pretty much decided then and there that I wasn't going to make it. And I was completely convinced of it too, because I became totally calm from then on. I really wasn't very nervous at the audition, because I already had decided I wasn't going to make it, so why worry? And I do think I did all right, I didn't bomb it or anything, but I don't think it was good enough. Plus, I realized too that I have no idea how to play in a jazz style. I'm totally classical, and I'm really good at classical, but... not jazz. I just have no experience with it. So... whatever. Results will be posted tomorrow some time. I would like to make it, but... it'll be ok if I don't. I'll get over it.

Nothing else of importance happened today, really.

Eventually, I will get caught up on comments. Thank you to everyone who commented in the last post with support. I really appreciate all of your encouragement. :)