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Discriminated for the way I think.
2004-01-22 09:12:22
It's not my fault that when people say "potato" I don't think about some wacky event involving a potato, or the way it tastes.
It's not my fault that if someone says "Write down everything going on in your head" that my paper turns out blank.
It's not because I'm refusing to do the assignment... It's just that I think differently. For two days now, my english teacher has told me to brainstorm and he says I'm halfassing it. But I'm not. I'm actually trying!
It's not my fault that if he says "potato" I think of a potato on a blank, white background. That's just the way I think. I AM trying to do it, but apparently all I do just isn't good enough.
I thought English class was going to be easy this year because I oculd actually write, but no, because my teacher KNOWS I can actually write, he's going harder on me.
He actually took me outside the classroom to say that he thinks I'm halfassing this prewriting thing. And I told him I'm actually trying but he won't believe me.
I suck at prewriting. Brainstorming and outlines... They're for people who need training wheels. If you can bike ride just fine without training wheels, and then you're forced to use them, you're oging to fall over and hurt yourself. You can't un-advance. It's just not gonna work.
So I say "Fuck it" and since he won't give me credit for the prewriting, let it be that way. Fine. I can still get a good grade if I do a good final draft. Which I will.
But this... It hurts. I AM trying, and it's just not fair... Look at this.. I'm practically crying right now... Stupid depression. God damn depression. I think maybe I'll skip this class and go cry for awhile... Then when I'm done... I'll be fine.
Yeah, that will work.
God damned depression and school and prewriting. Fucking english class and their writing whell of fuck it all. -
Discriminated for the way I think.
2004-01-22 09:12:22
It's not my fault that when people say "potato" I don't think about some wacky event involving a potato, or the way it tastes.
It's not my fault that if someone says "Write down everything going on in your head" that my paper turns out blank.
It's not because I'm refusing to do the assignment... It's just that I think differently. For two days now, my english teacher has told me to brainstorm and he says I'm halfassing it. But I'm not. I'm actually trying!
It's not my fault that if he says "potato" I think of a potato on a blank, white background. That's just the way I think. I AM trying to do it, but apparently all I do just isn't good enough.
I thought English class was going to be easy this year because I oculd actually write, but no, because my teacher KNOWS I can actually write, he's going harder on me.
He actually took me outside the classroom to say that he thinks I'm halfassing this prewriting thing. And I told him I'm actually trying but he won't believe me.
I suck at prewriting. Brainstorming and outlines... They're for people who need training wheels. If you can bike ride just fine without training wheels, and then you're forced to use them, you're oging to fall over and hurt yourself. You can't un-advance. It's just not gonna work.
So I say "Fuck it" and since he won't give me credit for the prewriting, let it be that way. Fine. I can still get a good grade if I do a good final draft. Which I will.
But this... It hurts. I AM trying, and it's just not fair... Look at this.. I'm practically crying right now... Stupid depression. God damn depression. I think maybe I'll skip this class and go cry for awhile... Then when I'm done... I'll be fine.
Yeah, that will work.
God damned depression and school and prewriting. Fucking english class and their writing whell of fuck it all. -
So, I'm trying to make more Journal entries...
2004-01-21 15:30:36
And I'm probably going to fail miserably. =p But here's what's been happening in my life(summarized, of course).
"I've been having this wierd dreams lately...."
"So, is any of this true... Or not...?"
-Sora, Kingdom Hearts
I keep dreaming about slaves. I don't know why; I haven't even thought about slaves in a long time(I used to rp a slave character way back when, but I don't think that has anything to do with this).
This one dude, Nick, keeps popping up in my dreams. And he's like, one of the main characters. It's wierd, because I haven't talked to Nick in like... Well, a really long time. Sorry for saying "Like" so much in advance. =(
Anyhow, last night I dreamed that Me, Kucha, and Nick were slaves. The house we were at I remember from other dreams. It was Jon Micheal's house...(I had dreamed about being a slave there a few years a go, but then it was JUST me).
See, in the first dream I had with that house in it, I was a slave and I had to be naked the whole time, or atleast have a see-through silk thing on(which didn't help much) Of course I was uncomfortable being (1) nude, and (2) a slave... But THIS time, I had like... Leveled up or something, because I finally got some clothes.
It was Kucha's first time being a slave, so he had to be nude.(But that didn't bother me, so I guess there's no relevance, there). Nick was like advanced or something, because he was inside and wearing a suit. He actually could talk and stuff, whild Kucha and I were, you know, "It"s...
There was more stuff involved, like a pool, a helicoptor and some other wierd crap, but I don't remember it...
I DO remember why I was enslaved though. Kucha asked and I said something along the lines of "I come here every summer so I can pay off my family's debt" or something...
Anyhow, Finally, I escape outside(Kucha just kinda disappears), and use my buck teeth to litterally kill the slave master.(I could taste the blood... It was creepy!) I run over to get Nick, who was babysitting some kids or something, and I say something along the lines of we're free let's go now.. But instead, he looks at her body, and crumpled down and starts mourning.
I guess it's because he looked up to her or something.
Then I had a different dream about a time machine and these wierd little red flies. Nick was still in it. The whol dream was fucked up, but basically this wierd dude came from the future and brought Nick and I to the future with him(or we discovered a time anomally. I can't remember which).
In the future, there's this diesese that kills people in like 15 minutes. They didn't know exactly what it came from(They sai d"somethign in the air") but when you got it, it's like giant mosquito bites appeared all over you and then basically made you stroke or something.
Anyhow, they were demonstrating a cure on someone. I had the diese at the time, so I begged him to use it on me. It wa s a spray, and it worked! I was so relieved I wasn't going to die. He said I had to be his slave or something, but I say no, grab the spray and run back to the time machine, go back to my own time, and start using the spray to help other people.
Then I get the diese again, but it was because a tiny red fly touched me. So we found out what was making the diese happen, and we started running away from the flies, but we couldn't outrun them...
We used the time machine again, and somehow got rid of the flies, and that's really all I remember...
And for a real life updatey thing, The Natrix is going well...(By Natrix, I mean this: http://www.dbzwarriors.com/forums/index.php?showtopic=172 ) -
Hmm... Updates!
2004-01-20 19:22:37
I just finished updating all my trailers so they now have a trailer category in them, took away hosting for HIghwayman, added my last and final Short AMVs for Short People track(Yay!).
And I'm going to TRY to make a journal entry every day, because I can feel the stress building up... If not, every two days. Or something.
But definetly more often than once a week. -
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2004-01-19 13:22:58
Well, apparently I'm disqualified from the VCA because The Last Unicorn isn't an anime. =s
And I completely forgot I had Various listed as an anime for Pills and Challenges... Gah. There goes the only dream I had for this year. Went and blew up in my face.
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