I am a friendly person.
Not crazy outgoing with a million friends (that's my dream, because truly, in my eyes, the more friends the better), but friendly enough to have friends from around the world.
So I have friends in Seattle, Washington. And some more in Vancouver, Canada. And a whole bunch in California.
And, as close and far apart as these people live from each other, do you know what they ALL have in common?
They are out of school!!!!!!!!!! Lucky ducks.
Yes, so while all my friends are done with school (for now), here I am freaking OUT about finals and such, since I still have one more week of school left. I know, I know, I sound like an ungrateful teenager, since according to every adult I've met, school is 102938329487 times better than having a job, but in my defense, at least they don't have these huge tests to study for, or bucket loads of homework to do when they get home, at the very least!
So I have finals this Wednesday, Thursday, and Friday. And I have an AP Biology test on Tuesday. And a huge project for my biotechnology class, which I take on Tuesdays and Thursdays after school, due on Tuesday. But I'm really stressing for biotech and AP Bio right now because a) in biotech, my bipolar teacher wasn't clear on the project instructions and it's due on Tuesday (did I mention that already? haha), so SHEEBA and b) I REALLY need to do well on my AP Bio test because I have a..... C- (that hurt to say) in that class, and this will make or break my grade.
So after blogging I'm going to go email my bipolar biotech teacher, and ask her for more detailed directions on the project, though I'm really terrified to, because she'll probably reply back with SO much extra stuff for us to do by Tuesday that I'll have to pull an all-nighter tonight. :(
Wish me luck (though I don't think it'll work, my teacher will just deflect it with her evil powers) as I go email her, and I'll blog again later- hopefully.
Sunday, June 14, 2009
Tuesday, June 9, 2009
First Blog Post Ever
Wow.
It's literally the first word that goes through my mind at the thought of what I'm doing.
I'm speechless.
Blogging has always been something I am intrigued by, addicted to actually, and yet for some reason at this point in my short life it is just dawning on me that maybe I should try it too.
My name is Alina; that's all I'll say.
I'm young and odd; I'm a teenager, but spending these ever so confusing years acting as if there's nothing to be puzzled by.
Because truly I believe that. I come from a strong, loving, good family, who has always shown support for me and put their elite clan before themselves.
I have never really been bullied; I have caring friends, and have never been through to horrible of an ordeal. My family and friends are healthy and content, so why should I be like all the other dazed and confused teenagers around me?
At least, this is what I thought. Now, at the precious age I am, I am beginning to realize that I may be more troubled inside than I ever imagined. Instinct automatically contradicts that statement: there's nothing wrong with me, there shouldn't be. But my annoying, hormonal teenage mind says otherwise.
This year has been an interesting year. Basically, I've failed miserably: my squeaky-clean, straight A's are forever gone, and I really let myself go, both internally and externally.. But it's taught me a lot.
This year I've learned that I am addicted to the computer. I've learned that yes, your grades WILL go down if you start becoming lazy; no sweetie, homework WON'T do itself, no matter how exhausted you are.
So I've basically been lazy and very unlike-me this year, and it's really biting me back at this point in my life. But, and I smile as I write this, it was a GREAT wake-up call, and I feel SO much better again! Like I can get my life back together again, in so many ways. I feel like I've been a bear, hibernating all through the uncomfortable and depressing winter (though winter is my favorite season, so maybe this isn't a good comparison), and FINALLY, at long last, I'm waking up! The sky is so beautiful, bright blue again, a warm breeze tickles my face, and I can't stop smiling because the old me is back!
Now, that's how I feel right now, at this moment. When I enter the cement floor of my old, yet extremely prestigious high school at 7:40 in the morning, groggy and complaining about how pointless school right now when everyone else is out, or how difficult school is, I'm obviously not feeling as cheery as I am now. But I guess writing brings up this happy side of me, since venting about your feelings and your life can be quite therapeutic, you see :)
Well, it's getting sort of late (8:45 PM) for a school night, since I still have to do a bucketload of things to prepare for yet another day of school. But this blog has without a doubt been very beneficial: simply writing just this one entry has already made me sure that I will continue writing more blogs, in a daily manner, hopefully. Alas! This is a test for me: you see, my dreary self, the one that I've been all this year, would make a promise of committment but not follow through it; but my old, lovely self- well she would keep her promise. So you see, this is a test to see whether I can keep my promise, which really goes down to whether I'm turning back into my regular self.
Only time will tell.
It's literally the first word that goes through my mind at the thought of what I'm doing.
I'm speechless.
Blogging has always been something I am intrigued by, addicted to actually, and yet for some reason at this point in my short life it is just dawning on me that maybe I should try it too.
My name is Alina; that's all I'll say.
I'm young and odd; I'm a teenager, but spending these ever so confusing years acting as if there's nothing to be puzzled by.
Because truly I believe that. I come from a strong, loving, good family, who has always shown support for me and put their elite clan before themselves.
I have never really been bullied; I have caring friends, and have never been through to horrible of an ordeal. My family and friends are healthy and content, so why should I be like all the other dazed and confused teenagers around me?
At least, this is what I thought. Now, at the precious age I am, I am beginning to realize that I may be more troubled inside than I ever imagined. Instinct automatically contradicts that statement: there's nothing wrong with me, there shouldn't be. But my annoying, hormonal teenage mind says otherwise.
This year has been an interesting year. Basically, I've failed miserably: my squeaky-clean, straight A's are forever gone, and I really let myself go, both internally and externally.. But it's taught me a lot.
This year I've learned that I am addicted to the computer. I've learned that yes, your grades WILL go down if you start becoming lazy; no sweetie, homework WON'T do itself, no matter how exhausted you are.
So I've basically been lazy and very unlike-me this year, and it's really biting me back at this point in my life. But, and I smile as I write this, it was a GREAT wake-up call, and I feel SO much better again! Like I can get my life back together again, in so many ways. I feel like I've been a bear, hibernating all through the uncomfortable and depressing winter (though winter is my favorite season, so maybe this isn't a good comparison), and FINALLY, at long last, I'm waking up! The sky is so beautiful, bright blue again, a warm breeze tickles my face, and I can't stop smiling because the old me is back!
Now, that's how I feel right now, at this moment. When I enter the cement floor of my old, yet extremely prestigious high school at 7:40 in the morning, groggy and complaining about how pointless school right now when everyone else is out, or how difficult school is, I'm obviously not feeling as cheery as I am now. But I guess writing brings up this happy side of me, since venting about your feelings and your life can be quite therapeutic, you see :)
Well, it's getting sort of late (8:45 PM) for a school night, since I still have to do a bucketload of things to prepare for yet another day of school. But this blog has without a doubt been very beneficial: simply writing just this one entry has already made me sure that I will continue writing more blogs, in a daily manner, hopefully. Alas! This is a test for me: you see, my dreary self, the one that I've been all this year, would make a promise of committment but not follow through it; but my old, lovely self- well she would keep her promise. So you see, this is a test to see whether I can keep my promise, which really goes down to whether I'm turning back into my regular self.
Only time will tell.
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