Dear Sarah

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10. I'm in creative writing right now but I don't feel all that creative

This is one of those "feel-good" songs from the 70s that I really enjoyed the first time I heard it, and continue to embrace the music that really shows for its time.

"Fox on the Run" by Sweet


Dear Sarah,

I got back form Indianapolis late last night after being there since Friday night. My sister is currently on five competitive dance teams and understudies another. Next year, even more will come. So, I go and support her and her friends when each competition comes around. This June, the studio will be going to nationals and that is in Charleston, SC, so I'm pretty hyped about that. I went to Topsail, NC last year. I won't go into the details of it, but the trip was spectacular. Between the food, the company, and the beach, I was actually able to enjoy myself. If you couldn't tell my sentences are short and not very profound or insightful as I typically like to make them. My mind is, for lack of a better word, fried. I took the apush exam on Friday. It focused mainly on civil rights, which wasn't too bad. Honestly I can't decide how I think I did. It was difficult, of course, and I didn't exactly finish the last essay in time, but I may have gotten just enough for a 3. I'm not that smart, though. Not since I gave up. I used to love science. It was my passion and everything I wanted to do with my life. Now, it is only a burden that I can't seem to handle. It just doesn't interest me enough anymore, and so, I stop trying.

I took a class called Tech Comm. It wasn't bad. It was actually extremely useful for setting up documents and not navigating Google blindly. We did have fun projects in that class, such as making commercials and movies. Me and a friend who I think I'm calling Emma in this (maybe??) did all of these projects together. First was an awful stop motion movie based off the idiom "costs an arm and a leg." It features a stick man who attempts to buy a TV, then finds out it costs an arm and a leg. We added some horrid sound effects, such as an over dramatic screaming as the man had to literally take off an arm and a leg to pay. The next is our pride and joy that we still watch today when we're feeling Tech Comm nostalgic. Me, Emma, and my sister did our own "Ghostbusters" short film. It wasn't horrible, and it sounded great. This year the Tech Comm teacher was using it as an example for the freshman. The last was downhill after Ghostbusters. Emma and I recreated a Sonic milkshake commercial. We were the two guys who sit in the car, you know? It was terrible and nobody understood it because we are horrid actresses but hey that's okay.

Speaking of acting you know how I told you I actually wanted to get involved with the theater program? Well, I sort of ended up doing that. That last play of freshman year I helped in stage management for "Murders in the Heir." It was okay, but still I was an outsider because all of these kids were already a family and I was just an intruder. I only befriended a senior who has since graduated, so I never returned. I'm starting to realize that I don't want to talk about all my classes but at the same time I'll feel like this chapter is unfinished if I don't. I will be brief.

My Latin class was an amazing time. The teaching style was different from most, as our teacher would show us a video, we would take notes, and then complete a practice. These we would usually complete as a table. My table was by far the best I could have asked for. On the first day, I walked in last and there were three girls sitting at a four person table. I, being the awkward person I am, sat at a table alone. A minute later, a girl I will call Grace told me to sit with them. And I did. There sat Grace, Diana (who I mentioned in an earlier chapter), and a spastic girl I will call Eve. Grace and I never really became friends, really only acquaintances. We helped each other our with the Latin practice and talked, but outside of that there was nothing. Grace already had a lot of friends, and I wasn't exactly the type of person she would befriend. Diana and I had a closer friendship. We still do today and I am very thankful for that. I'm not exactly sure where to start with Eve. She is, to say the least, interesting. Still, she is somehow like family to me even though we aren't exactly friends. Eve was constantly singing songs from Broadway (now I even know her favorite shows) or staring at me with blank eyes. It was kind of creepy, but to be honest you get used to it with Eve. Her mind works in wonders and she's not afraid to say what's on her mind. Even when it comes to straight up saying "Hey I wanna date you." She said that to me once in the middle of a Latin translation. I had never ever thought of Eve that way. Sadly I'm the kind of person to take first impressions off of looks, and Eve isn't the most attractive person. I'm shallow and I admit that, but that's not my only reasons for rejecting Eve. She's simply too.. 'out there' for me to handle. It's hard to explain, but I really don't need to explain the fact that i"m simply not into her. Either way, it's safer for everyone to assume I'm straight, right? ;) You almost called that, didn't you? And I got mad because I didn't want to be that. I haven't told anyone. We'll save that for a later chapter when I'm ready to really go into that.

Religion classes, especially this year, make me want to jump out of the window. I am constantly hearing what the Catholic church wants us to think and half the time it makes me sick. This year I take "Catholic Morality" and it's basically a "do this, don't do that" course. I have my own political views, and it is no use for me to learn what Catholics think about it. I'm not Catholic, and frankly I'm not religious at all. There is simply no appeal. They teach you bs (and I don't mean to sound rude bc I should respect religions but I'm just pissed off about having to hear about it every single day) such as "life begins at conception" and every child is "made in the image of god." I didn't plan on getting into political views so I'm going to stop there.

English frustrates me, and only because I am frustrated with myself. Each year there is a lineup of books, typically classics such as Catcher in the Rye or the Great Gatsby, yet I find that I do not read this. I simply use Shmoop (ah what a word) to read summaries on the required chapters. This pains me because I love to read and I want to read these spectacular books, yet I spend my time with less productive things.

From my math score on the HSPT test, I was placed in CPI math rather than honors. It is frustrating because last year and this year I maintained a 98% average. I know math, I just did not test well on one test I came unprepared for. I should be moved up to honors, but for some reason I am not. However, it is an easy class that I don't need to worry about all that much.

My apush class is a grand time. There are two apush classes, but mine has only eight people. And I am the only girl. The year was tough and tests were hard, but seriously the class was so much fun. We have a thousand inside jokes just from that class and the eight of us have really bonded over the past few months. Now that the AP test is over with, we are just playing Oregon Trail and watching hilarious Hitler parody videos. That sounds odd, I'm sure, but never mind it.

There are other things I would rather be writing, and I'm sure there is much more you would rather leave. So, I will leave this chapter with one of my favorite quotes from Jane Eyre, "If people were always kind and obedient to those who are cruel and unjust, the wicked people would have it all their own way: they would never feel afraid, and so they would never alter, but would grow worse and worse. When we are struck at without a reason, we should strike back again very hard; I am sure we should — so hard as to teach the person who struck us never to do it again."


may eighth

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