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Stollen for Active_Apathy, because I like books.

The worst reading experience that you have ever had?
Oof. I am so tempted to just agree with her and say the Catcher in the Rye. I absolutely *hated* Catcher, not the least because, when I read, I pick up the writing style in my internal monologue for a bit. That sucked *so bad*.

The worst actual experience...I don't really know. Nowait! Worst reading experience wasn't actually a reading experience, it was a learning experience. I hadn't bothered to start reading The Great Gatsby for my eleventh grade English class yet, and, ohno, pop quiz. I bluffed my way through, including specifically stating that the main character was the narrator, who's name I couldn't remember. I got a nine out of ten.

That was bad teaching. No student is so scatterbrained to forget Nick Carraway's name if they've actually read the book. Especially considering that I seem to remember it just fine now, three years later.

Also a bad experience? The fact that I really really liked the story of Tale of Two Cities (Doubles! True Love! Revolution!) but just couldn't get through the actual book. I feel really quite guilty about that --I am sorry, oh great and wonderful Sydney Carton!¹

( There are sixteen more questions under here )

~Sor
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¹I think I have such a crush on Sydney Carton. I remember writing an essay on how he was the true romantic hero of Tale of Two Cities. He's probably the second most awesome character I read about in tenth grade --Cyrano de Bergerac is, of course, cooler than the offspring of ZombieJesus and Chuck Norris. And that's pretty fucking cool.

²If you have to ask which one, you don't pay enough attention.

³This is intriguing, because trying to read the name on the spine has just shown that I am better at reading things that are upside down than things that are sideways. I am officially fascinated.

⁴I love The Dresden Files, and find them a lot of fun, but I can't read more than one at a time. They're just so gloriously intense or something like that.

⁵And there are apparently sequels out! Squee!

Good ideas shattered! Evil. EVIL I SAY!

Or, in other words, my totally spift-tastic idea of having a big "stay up late and read Harry Potter" party (See previous entry) has been totally smashed up by Bad Timing, namely that I'll be in/going towards Maine the night it comes out.

Damn these camps that make it so I have no siblings all summer! No wait, I take that back. But damn my inability to plan parties for days I'm actually here.

(((Although, this does leave us with the alternitive of postponing it for a few days* (hahahah, like anyone won't have read the book by then) or simply handing the whole party over to someone else (Sir Hectadecagram?) and having them host it. Thoughts?)))

~Sor
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*Double advantage of the postponement theory is that we can start at a rational hour, like six, instead of a "everyone's starting to fall asleep anyways" like one.

Second Quarter grades:
German II --A
Ancient and Medival History --B (Down from an A last quarter)
Calculus GT --B (Down from an A last quarter)
English 12 AP/GT --A
Stagecraft III --A
Aide (English) --A (No, really? SHOCK!)
Psychology --A (Which I Cluelessed for. I'm so ashamed. :D)

Midterm Grades:
German II --A
Ancient and Medival History --A
Calculus GT --A
English 12 AP/GT --B (Two essays and four paragraphs, done first thing in the morning, on a day when I didn't take my drugs. I'm impressed I swung a B.)
Stagecraft III --A
Aide (English) --A (More shock and awe here. I think my midterm was grading other peoples midterms...)
Psychology --A

So yeah. All that's good, though I can't help but be pissed that my GPA dropped .29 points from last quarter (4.0) to this one (3.71)

Which is a stupid thing to hate. It really really is, I've got no right, no reason to be pissed at myself. It's just...life was a lot easier before I cared about my grades. It really was.

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I am feeling better from yesterday. For some version of the word better, at least. Mostly I just feel empty, drained. Too much emotion yesterday, and too melencholy to be able to care about anyone else. The media center did succeed in working as a useful student resource for possibly the first time since tenth grade, which is both shocking and good. Or at least, it sorta did --I managed to curl up in a corner and read sinply by nature of the fact that I probably looked desperate enough to the aide and "a few kids who signed up haven't shown up."

They really shouldn't be allowed to call it a student resource center. Considering that getting in there without a pass is the next thing to impossible, and that they don't provide enough passes, ever. Which leaves me, when I Just Want To Be Alone, stuck downstairs in the atrium in the lunchroom with noise and crowds and people and I just don't want to deal with it some days.

But today, for once, it worked. And that's good, I really needed it to work. I don't even know what I read -some twisted diarytype book tucked in the socio section, I think. For once, I *wasn't* reading the introduction to The Hitchhikers Guide to the Galaxy aloud. (Just as well --I most likely would have started crying) But then again, I kind of left that hobby when I stopped having lunch with Paul.

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So, there's this thing I've been working on--it's called 101 in 1001, and the basic idea is to make a list of 101 goals you'd like to achieve in 1001 days and activly work to achieve them. For information past that, see Hier

I basically stumbled across it kittikattie's journal and became quite enamoured of the idea. If I start my list soon, I'm looking at a deadline of the very end of October/beginning of November.

I'm nearly done writing my 101 goals (12 to go!) and from there...we'll see. Maybe I'll forget about the project completely, maybe I'll actually do it all. If it's the latter, you lot will get to enjoy loads more of my blathering, as I bitch about how hard/stupid/complicated/time consuming/confining my goals were and how dumb I was for choosing them.

(Ha, and I just thought of one more to toss on there --finish reading Discworld. Eleven to go!)

Sooooooooo yeah. That's really life right now. Working on that, keeping up with school, trying to keep up with life and emotions and friends and drama and All That. Oh, and Dragon Dance. Which, I have to say, is probably one of the coolest things I have ever been a part of in my entire life. I get to run around with a DRAGON! Rarrrr!!

(Kung-fu is so cool. ^.^^)
((Jesus, that's a Blueism, isn't it? Man, I need to talk to that girl again. It's been agggggeeees since I saw her last. And she still has my comics, damn her!))
(((Parenthenses!)))

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So yeah, I'm getting better I think. I really am happy about my grades, I just really really wish I didn't have any B's. Which, compared to my grades for the past three years, is a "You're pushing your luck, moron" sort of wish.

And I reeeeeeally want to get rejected from all the colleges I applyed to. Please. Just let me know I got my applications in and you noticed. It'd be nice to be accepted, but really I'm just tired of all this WAITING!

That's all for now.

~Katarina/Sorcyress
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(((P.S: Kaaaaaaat! I have a story that I need to finish typing for you! (I was going to type it yesterday for cloniversaryness but...yeah.) It is a story full of things you will like, like the Doctor and a certain insane barber...)))