HOLY MOLY!!! I was so not aware of this blog post we apparently had to do. Apologies, Prokott. I guess I was just so excited to have my project out of the way. Well, I guess I'll just state the obvious...I cannot WAIT for this weekend to come!!! No homework. No stress. Just a dance meet and some major down time. I'm definitely looking forward to a movie night with pizza, malts, and friends. Yipppeeeee. I guess it's also time for a proper farewell to all my ap compers. I hope the rest of the year treats you well! Be relieved that all of this hard work is over, but don't get too comfortable...we still have the ap test! Haha!!
I hope this is an interesting enough blog post. This is called "hmm I should check Ms. Prokott's blog to see what letter I'm responsible for for the index." (one minute later) "HOLY SCHNIKES we had a blog post to do over the weekend?"
This is what you get! I hope you enjoyed it!
Tuesday, January 24, 2012
Sunday, January 15, 2012
Encouragement!
In the words of Nike: Just Do It.
This is not the time to quit.
This is not the time to sit around and avoid the huge final and project because you don't want to overwhelm yourself by preparing for it.
Just Do It.
We have already been at it ("it" meaning AP Comp) for a solid four and a half months. There are EIGHT DAYS LEFT. If you have been truckin' along all this time, there is no reason you should run out of gas now. You have been running for 25.2 miles. You are exhausted, you want to stop and walk. But NO-don't do it! There's only ONE MORE MILE!
You get a rush of adrenaline and you see the finish line. It's just out of your grasp and then...you make it! You push through!
This is what you need to do. You are tired and your running is now a weak limp. But don't give up. Study. Study. Study. This will be your adrenaline to get you through that last mile. The final test and the project.
Just Do It.
This is not the time to quit.
This is not the time to sit around and avoid the huge final and project because you don't want to overwhelm yourself by preparing for it.
Just Do It.
We have already been at it ("it" meaning AP Comp) for a solid four and a half months. There are EIGHT DAYS LEFT. If you have been truckin' along all this time, there is no reason you should run out of gas now. You have been running for 25.2 miles. You are exhausted, you want to stop and walk. But NO-don't do it! There's only ONE MORE MILE!
You get a rush of adrenaline and you see the finish line. It's just out of your grasp and then...you make it! You push through!
This is what you need to do. You are tired and your running is now a weak limp. But don't give up. Study. Study. Study. This will be your adrenaline to get you through that last mile. The final test and the project.
Just Do It.
Tuesday, January 3, 2012
Sunday, January 1, 2012
Open letter
Dear highschool girl who is incapable of removing her blanket of insecurity for approximately 7.5 seconds,
I am sitting here enjoying my favorite flavor of Activia yogurt: peach. My leftover pizza is at the perfect temperature and I have a Horizon Organic Chocolate Milk. There are no teachers or smartboards to take notes from. It's just me and my food. Yum.
And then you show up.
"Will you stand in like with me? I need to get a cookie and a fork."
I know you don't play sports, so this 20 yard walk to the front of the cafeteria is probably considered your daily exercise. Unlike you, however, I regularly engage myself in physical activity, so I am not interested in burning the 3.2 calories it will take for me to walk to the line, stand there while you mutter your order, and then walk back to the table.
I have absolutely nothing to gain from this. Except a deep urge to tear out your eyelashes one by one which are so heavily drowned in mascara I could scoop it off with a spoon.
I know this along with your entire bottle of concealer on your face is not enough to hide under. You are insecure. You need someone to attach your hip to. Someone like me. Although listening to how you have broken up with your boyfriend for the seventh time in two weeks which makes me feel like I'm in an episode of Keeping Up With the Kardashians sounds tempting, my Horizon Organic Chocolate Milk is unfortunately keeping me here.
It is tough for you, I understand. I know what you are thinking when you see someone walking to get a spoon by their lonesome. You can't help but to picture what you think is their miserable, hopeless life. You think they spend their weekends sorting through Pokemon cards and learning the Navi language hoping their skills will get them higher on the totem pole at school. They are losers.
You need to get over yourself.
If you don't already see your counselor, please do. If you do, you should see him or her more often.
I am a strong human. I am a dying species.
Sincerely,
Almost Extinct
I am sitting here enjoying my favorite flavor of Activia yogurt: peach. My leftover pizza is at the perfect temperature and I have a Horizon Organic Chocolate Milk. There are no teachers or smartboards to take notes from. It's just me and my food. Yum.
And then you show up.
"Will you stand in like with me? I need to get a cookie and a fork."
I know you don't play sports, so this 20 yard walk to the front of the cafeteria is probably considered your daily exercise. Unlike you, however, I regularly engage myself in physical activity, so I am not interested in burning the 3.2 calories it will take for me to walk to the line, stand there while you mutter your order, and then walk back to the table.
I have absolutely nothing to gain from this. Except a deep urge to tear out your eyelashes one by one which are so heavily drowned in mascara I could scoop it off with a spoon.
I know this along with your entire bottle of concealer on your face is not enough to hide under. You are insecure. You need someone to attach your hip to. Someone like me. Although listening to how you have broken up with your boyfriend for the seventh time in two weeks which makes me feel like I'm in an episode of Keeping Up With the Kardashians sounds tempting, my Horizon Organic Chocolate Milk is unfortunately keeping me here.
It is tough for you, I understand. I know what you are thinking when you see someone walking to get a spoon by their lonesome. You can't help but to picture what you think is their miserable, hopeless life. You think they spend their weekends sorting through Pokemon cards and learning the Navi language hoping their skills will get them higher on the totem pole at school. They are losers.
You need to get over yourself.
If you don't already see your counselor, please do. If you do, you should see him or her more often.
I am a strong human. I am a dying species.
Sincerely,
Almost Extinct
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