My Weekly Update

This is what I look like this week. I've been so stressed out.

Monday we had no school, so I wasn't that stressed that day.

Tuesday I went to an after school tutoring session because I got a "D" on my last math test (oh, no!) I'm not stupid, though. Right now I just have a very bruised ego.

Wednesday I took the make-up test to (hopefully) get a better grade so I won't have an "F" in my Honors Algebra class... that doesn't look good on my records...

Thursday was the craziest day of this week. I had a test in my science class, then after school I went to a National Junior Honor Society meeting. We elected officers. My bud Elen was elected president. Cool, huh? I helped her write her speech. Anyways, after school we had to drive super fast to get to the spelling bee. I don't really want to talk about the Bee... my ego is damaged enough as it is, if you catch my drift...

Friday: I just tried to make it through the day. I honestly don't even remember what we did in school today...

That was my wonderfully relaxing week. (Actually, now that I look at it, it's not really that impressive...)

The Best Ever...

My FAVORITE gum... so good.

My favorite flavor of Orbit mist.

Next time you want some gum, you should go for a pack 'o' this stuff. You won't regret the extra 15 cents, I promise.

The Evolution of a Nickname

I don't know if I can explain how strangely nicknames evolve, so I'll just have to provide an example. This is the evoluton of my baby sister, Sophie's, nickname.



Sophie-

Phophie- (sydnee coined this one)

Pophie Trophie Ninja-

P.T. Ninja-

Edgar (don't ask)-

Ickle Edgarkins-

Gerkie-

Gerkie-my-workykins-

Gerkin-

Dill-

Dilly-my-willykins-

Willy



We still mainly call her Gerkie and pretty much anything with "Ickle" in front of it... although Sydnee's been known to use any one of theses names when referring to the baby. Poor Sophie's going to have no idea what her real name is...



I also sometimes call her my "cutie puh-tootey with a little fruity booty)



Evolution of Sydnee's Nickname

although it's not as impressive as Sophie's...



Sydnee-

Bean-

Beanie-

Ickle Beanykins-

Beanykins-

Beany-my-weanykins

That's pretty much it.

Sydnee's Awesome

The other day when I came home from school, Sydnee was wearing a pair of fuzzy pink slippers she found somewhere...

Me: Nice slippers, Beanie.

Beanie: (Hops up and down) I hoppin.

Me: (nodding appreciatively) Yeah, those sure are some awesome shoes.

Beanie: It's like a baby dragon.

Me: laughing hysterically

Alyssa's Spiel on People Who Drive Cars

I'm sure everyone has a little tidbit to add to this one. I'm going to relate the most recent experience I've had in the passenger's seat.

The passenger's seat is a good place to be if you like to notice what people not only think they can, but actually can get away with when they are driving. The passenger's seat is good for that reason because the passenger doesn't have to concentrate on the road. The passenger can memorize the exact look the opposing driver has on their face when you unintentionally make them really mad.

I don't see why people think they can treat other people like crap just because they are driving in a car. FYI, people: When you are in a car, everyone around you is ALSO in a car! I'd like to give a brief example of a situation I've witnessed recently where drivers have been reluctant to this important (yet completely obvious) piece of information.

So here it is:
Susie was driving me home from school and we came to a 4-way stop. Yes, the classic 4-way stop. Always really entertaining. Now, I've never taken driver's ed, obviously, but I think I've heard my mom saying something once or twice about how the person going straight has the right-away, and if 2 people are going straight you alternate. If I could pick up that bit of info just by sitting in the passenger's seat, then wouldn't you expect someone who actually has their driver's license to know that? Unfortunately, most people here apparently didn't take any driving classes or something. So, anyways, we come to a 4-way stop and it's Susie's turn to go, so she pulls forward and then -SHOOM- Miss I-don't-care-if-you-have-the-right-away accelerates into the lane and Susie has to slam on her brakes. And, naturally, just to rub in the fact that she's stupid and just almost caused a car accident, Miss -whatever-I-called-her-before flips Susie off on her way past. How utterly charming... It didn't help that the girl in the passenger seat was my friend Nicole.
I am going to compare this example to bumping someone's cart at the grocery store. I know it's not the same thing, but do you think Miss disregard-the-law would have flipped Susie off if Susie had bumped her cart? NO, she wouldn't have, because she didn't have a sheet of glass (a.k.a. windshield) directly in front of her, protecting her from the face of shame. Seriously, I think having a windshield in front of them makes people feel like they can just be ignorant jerks and get away with it. And, unfortunately, they CAN get away with it.
I'm rambling. My point is, IF YOU FEEL LIKE YOU DON'T KNOW THE RULES FOR A 4-WAY STOP, CHECK SOMEWHERE INSTEAD OF FLIPPING OFF SOME RANDOM PERSON WHO DOESN'T DESERVE IT. Okay? Seriously, people, just think for a second. Giving someone the finger shouldn't be your natural instinct. Check your facts first.

*No driver's were harmed in the writing of this post, although I hope no good driver's felt like they were being wrongfully accused or something. That was not my intention.

This has been Alyssa. Thank you and good day.

HELP ME!!!

So far, every person I've talked to about this has assured me that I can indeed pass a high school math course in the 8th grade. Let me now provide the final piece of evidence which proves that I definitely CAN NOT pass honors algebra.

My math teacher only grades tests and quizzes. Right now my grade in her class is a C. Do the math.
That's right, I got a C on the first test of the year. Content: Matrices, Adding Fractions, Probability, Stem and Leaf Plots, and Box and Whisker Plots. Besides Matrices (which are so easy it's almost criminal) this is all stuff I learned in the 6th grade.
So why did I get a C???
Good question. I think the right answer is probably that I'm out of my mind.
The other bad news is that these are the easiest subjects we're going to be covering all year.
How am I going to do this???
I don't know what to study. I don't even know HOW to study. I've never had to study before in my life, and I guess now is a pretty good time to learn.
Needless to say, I'm frustrated. I'm so frustrated that my eyes are starting to water.

You know what else? All I ever do on here is complain. I'm really, really, really sorry that I put you guys through all this crap.
But you know what sucks even more?
I'm wearing a shirt that smells like baby puke, but I don't care enough to change it.

GOSH

I have issues with answering my phone, in case you hadn't noticed.
Elen is doing her best to correct those issues.
It's not working.

So far this weekend, she's called me 34 times, left me 14 messages, and I didn't pick up once. I'm total baggage as a friend. Sorry, Elen. I would say that I'll try to do better, but I'd rather accidentally leave my phone on vibrate over the weekend than accidentally leave my phone on loud during class and get it confiscated. Plus, it would be super embarrassing because I have THE dorkiest ring tone ever. One time my phone went off during science, and luckily the teacher was nice and didn't take it, but after that everyone was like "Cool ring tone, Alyssa. (snicker, snicker)." Those poo-heads. Who gives an elephant tail if my ring tone is "cool"? But, either way, I'd rather not be humiliated in public again.
The solution is: My phone stays on vibrate, even if that means I miss a few (or 34) calls.
Anyways, before I stop going on and on about nothing, I would like to share a quote that I absolutely LOVE. I was listening to the Refreshments (cuz they're wicked awesome) and the last line of their song "Down Together" is:
"We could find a speck of dust and scribble down our life story."
Isn't it beautiful? I don't know why, but I find it absurdly comforting.
Stop laughing.