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What the title says.


I ate M&M’s and I played with Play-dough and I fell off the road and I got autographs.
Oh, and I’m orange.


Okay, so the last ten minutes have been interesting. The toilet in our bathroom decided that it would be in everyone’s best interests if it overflowed all over the bathroom floor. It’s been working up to this for days; it hasn’t been working quite right and no one can get it to work properly. Maybe now it will leave us alone. But man, it took four towels and a rug to sop it all up (and then some to disinfect – not the best job I’ve ever had), and I didn’t think it would ever stop running over. Not only that, but it started seeping into our basement so that it could drip all over the bookcase below.


Apr
24.

Wow, a lot’s been going on lately. My good ol’ friend Sierra came home with a friend for the weekend, and we took a ride in her dad’s Durant and played Apples to Apples and ate a ton of sugar and Spanish rice and guacamole-flavored tortilla chips (which are amazingly good, BTW) and orange creme soda and… yeah. We got hyper. And it was beautiful. And it was so much fun!
A ton of other stuff happened but I’ve got homework which I MUST FINISH so I’ll talk about it later. Theoretically, that is. Sometimes I don’t feel like talking.


Blegh. This week has NOT been the best in my life.
Why not, Bridget?
Why not? You are why not. You and your incessant thinking – or lack thereof, in the matter of the D+ – are ruining my life.
I can’t believe you’re blaming me for that grade! You are the one who should have studied more!
Really? I thought I was just the innocent observer. Duh, I should have studied more. But you weren’t exactly cooperative that night.
And what about what you said that night?
What night?
You know darn well what night.
Did you just stoop to using a curse word?
In fact, you were pretty much a bitch that entire day.
Okay, I get it. Shut up.
Don’t tell me, tell him.
Tell him to shut up?
NO! Tell him that you get it that you were a bitch.
I think that he gets it.
Tell him that you get it.
I don’t think he wants to hear it again.
No wonder; the way you act, I wouldn’t be surprised if he never wants to hear anything from you again.
Hey, I’ve talked to him since and he didn’t seem mad.
Things aren’t right and you know it.
Go away. You’re not helping. Just go away.
It’s good for everyone that you’re leaving this summer.
Okay, THAT is CROSSING THE LINE!!! GET THE **** OUT OF HERE!!!!!!!!!
Both of you just SHUT UP!!! I’m trying to sleep! And would one of you mind shutting the blinds?


Apr
18.

Alright. I will shut up about the asymptote. Even though it has been crossed.


Apr
18.

Did I mention the asymptote has been crossed in a VERY MONUMENTAL WAY??? Uggh. Some things just suck.


Apr
18.

So, yeah. The asymptote at 90% has been crossed.


If calculus test < 90%, it follow that Bridget is < genius. Therefore, there is a score x such that x > or = 90%, where Bridget is > or = genius.
Furthermore, there is an asymptote at x = 90% as x approaches 90% from the right, which, if crossed, will wreak total havoc on the graph of Bridget’s life.


Well, I dropped it. Yay. Woohoo. Yippee.
Sorry for the sarcastic display of joy. I couldn’t help it.
On the upside, I just got a letter saying that I’ve been nominated by the staff to take part in a student leadership conference. Apparently that’s pretty special. Now back to calculus, which brings another burst of spontaneously sarcastic joy.



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