Oh Dear.

My life is truly a mortifying mess.

I'm actually extremely late typing this, because this happened almost three weeks ago.

I haven't had time to blog or much lately--finals week is next week (!) and after that, I'll be done with my freshman year of high school! :D

So I've been studying studying studying studying studying. I've already taken my physics final--that's over and done with, thank goodness! I'm taking my Spanish final in class tomorrow, and I've already taken half of it today. All that's left is History, Math, and English...three of the subjects I struggle most with =\

Anyways. I'm getting off track. What was I saying again?

Oh yeah. My life is mortifying.

So I liked this boy. We are good friends. Then finally I got up the courage to tell him "Hey. I like you."

You know what he did?

He didn't take me seriously.

In fact, you could say he laughed at me, kind of. He thought I was joking and making it all up just to screw around with his brain, and no matter how much I tried, he WOULDN'T. BELIEVE. ME.

I haven't bothered mentioning it to him because...well...I don't know. It's almost the end of school, anyway. It's just a waste of time, right? I may as well not even bother.

Yeah, I'll keep telling myself that.

And maybe,  just maybe...I'll start believe it.

But...probably not.

God, I'm so naive.

I'm sorry if you're reading this and you're bored. My life is boring.

Gah.

Dueces!

--Ivers

Go Ham or Go Home

Yooo!

Guess what! Today was the first regatta I've ever participated in! Woot woot!

'Case you don't know, I'm currently a novice rower. I started winter training in January and it went through till almost the end of February, until the Spring sports season began. School crew teams is a Spring sport, so....yeah. I'm on novice 1st eight boat (we only row eights as novices), stroke seat! (I realize you probably don't know anything about crew, but don't worry, neither did I...) Girl's Novice 1st boat raced as girl's Varsity 3rd boat (the varsity girls have 2 boats). There is no JV, only Varsity and Novice, which means that we raced against other Varsity girls! :O I have to admit, we kicked ass. It was pretty cool. No, we didn't win, but we came pretty darn close.

What happened was that the wind kept screwing up the boats as we were lining up in the beginning, and the entire race ended up starting wayyyy above the starting line. Like, 250 meters. It doesn't seem that much, but it is because the races are supposed to be 1500 meters. My boat started out all right, but we were last. Towards the middle we caught up to two other boats and passed them, and in the last 500 meter sprint, we caught up a lot. We ended up placing 2nd out of four (five?) boats, and lost only by .83 of a second! 

I have to say...as a first race, that's pretty darn awesome. We beat varsity boats! Like...I can't get over it, haha. All of the girls just started rowing this year, which means that varsity kids having been rowing for 1+ years. My teammates and I literally started just sitting in the boat a month and a half ago. Holy. Crap.

^That up there is what an eight boat looks like.

I was dead tired once I got home, so I passed out for a couple hours...

And, I'm now sporting a couple Hello Kitty bandages.

Crew is not a sport for those of you who hate cuts and injuries and such...I had a part on my thumb that's been rubbed raw before, and it started bleeding again during the race......ew :P

The story behind "Go Ham or Go Home" is....there's a bridge that we row through every day during practice. It used to say HAM in big letters, so my coach would just say "Go ham" to tell us to go through the bridge. Unfortunately, some stupid other school decided to cover it up (spraying bridges is kind of a crew tradition) and it no longer says HAM anymore :( And you know that saying "Go big or go home"? Well...so....yeah. Go ham. Go big...ah, you get the idea.

I'm suuuper tired right now. I don't know why. And I haven't had a chance to write since Monday; I've just been so busy. I haven't gotten good sleep this past week, either. I fell asleep in all my classes yesterday. I probably looked like this----->

Well. I think I'd better start some writing right now. Or maybe I'll just sleep. I dunno. But I'll be baackkk!

--Ivers

I Got that Pretty Girl Swag

The title of the post is irrelevant to the actual content of the post...hahaha...I was just thinking of the phrase "I got that pretty boy swag" and decided to make it the title...ahaha...

Awkward.

Anyways, so I'm back in school now...ugh. I hate work. I got a history test back today, and received a 73%, which is equivalent to a C =_= Needless to say, I didn't study...at all. I should have, but I didn't...

Which brings me to my goals:

My Goals for the Rest of the 2011-2012 School Year:

-Study. "Sort of" studying isn't going to cut it. Study for all tests, quizzes, and exams.
-Stop procrastinating (like I'm doing now). Get all homework done before 10
-Get at least 8 hours of sleep each night.
-Bring up my math grade from a B to at least a B+.
-Get a solid A this last quarter in English. So far I've gotten B+, A-, and B+...
-Bring up my History testing average--which, usually, is an 87 or 88. I want at least a 92!
-Do really well on my end-of-term-huge-ass research paper in History, which is worth THREE TESTS GRADES and 300 hundred points. Get at least a 270! (90%)
-Try harder in all of my classes...which means paying attention, taking good notes, stop sleeping in class, and DO SOMETHING.
-Finish Behind These Walls. I realize this isn't an academic goal, but I'm still including it, because I want to finish it by the end of school, or at least some time in June.

That's pretty much all of it! I was never a really goal-oriented type of person, but I figure I should probably start now.

Annnnywayssss I have to go now. I got a lot of homework to do and I don't want to not do it, you know? 'Cause I prefer not getting yelled at by my oh-so-lovely teachers. Kidding, they don't yell at me. At least, when I'm not talking/singing/being loud, they don't.

Peace out!

--Ivers

It's Sunday, Sunday, Tomorrow is Monday...

Tomorrow's Monday. Tomorrow's school. I'm not looking forward to starting school after a week of nothing. I don't want to go.

Okay, that's a lie.

This vacation didn't even really feel like vacation, to be honest. I still had crew practice to go to. I feel like I pretty much wasted the first half of the day, so a part of me is kind of happy to be going back to school, but only to socialize. Only the socializing part. I hate work. I hate work so, so much. So I guess I was only kind of sort of lying?

Ah. Also, my dad recently issued a new rule for me:
No writing on weekdays.

Um. What the heeeckkk?

Don't get me wrong. I love my dad to death, no matter how many fights we get in, but he's just so...nghh. So overbearing. He's worried it'll "get in the way of my academics" and that I'm "not focusing on school." First of all, I'm a high school freshman. Dude, calm down a bit...
Second, well, my parents act like I don't do ANYTHING in life. Like just today:

Mom: Ivey, did you finish your math homework?
Me: I'm starting it.
*An hour later*
Mom: Did you do your math homework?
Me: I'm almost done.
*Ten minutes later*
Mom: I thought you were working on your math homework! What are you do-
Me: Gosh! I heard you the first time! Seriously, Mom, you don't have to act like...like...my mom!


I know, I know, I'm being ridiculous...that's what moms are supposed to do. But it's still. So. Dang. Annoying. They're all about work, work, work.
<----I swear...this will be my life in the future.


Anyway, where was I?
Oh yeah, my dad.
I got really, really mad at him. Of course, I'm going to write anyway whenever I have even a free ten minutes or something, but he doesn't have to act like I'm addicted to it. Wait, no, I am addicted. But it's not like I'm smoking or anything! I don't drink, do drugs, smoke, sleep around...or any of those things. It's writing! If anything, he should be glad I'm addicted to writing and writing only. Nothing else. Except maybe music, but that's a different story.

Gah! Parents. They're so infuriating.

I guess I can kind of say I'm happy that I'm seeing my friends. Like I said, I love socializing. I haven't seen all of the non-crew members or any non-church members for an entire week. Especially a certain someone ;) hah. I'm not going to blab about it right now, surprisingly.

Sunday (to the tune of "Friday" by Rebecca Black)

It's Sunday, Sunday, tomorrow is Monday.
Nobody's lookin' forward to the weekdays, weekdays
Sunday, Sunday, why can't it be Friday?
Nobody's lookin' forward to the weekdays...
Studyin' Studyin', No! Studyin' Studyin', No!
DIE. DIE. DIE. DIE.
Mondays really need to go die


--Ivers