Everyone needs a post on their birthday. I, Clive Chan, turn 17 on this fine (or not so fine, damn clouds) day. It seemed like just yesterday when I turned 16. It was a sunday and I was sitting at home doing...nothing, I believe. This year, I got to spend it with awesome friends, who burned 3 (yes THREE) whole hours with me after school. The school was so nice to me, and gave me a minimum day for my birthday. It made me feel just that much more special. Then again, I got to share my present with Randy Fong and Michelle Gilmore, who are also equally gifted and beautiful people (respectively, of course).
Randy the talented.
This thing I'm thinking of right now is "I hope this hair freakin grows out soon." yes, I have short hair now too. It shouldn't come as any surprise that I have long/short hair phases. This one happens to be my short. I can't wait until it gets longer though, I now have a couple things I want to try with my hair (World Champion spikes, anyone?). On the trend of being totally random, the things I have in my collections of "must buys" now are a pair of brown floods (preferably suede, but that's asking too much), and a brown sleeved baseball underarmor shirt. Carly got me a Wallet Chain. I freakin' love this girl, in a totally platonic brother/sister way. I LOVE YOU CARLY LEWIS! So anyways, my day.
Carly - Natasha - Me
I got up at 7 this morning. Indeed, the first thought in my head was "Fuck, it's morning already? But I only got 5 hours in..." Then the (not so) truamatic shock of "Oh great, I'm 17 today..." I got up and grabbed jeans and my new Urban Optimist TShirt. You can never go wrong with a good pair of jeans, so quotes Sana. My dad told me to be good when he sent me off to school. The morning was good.
Larosa's was pretty interesting. Minimum day schedule made us run overtime, but the general gist of it was "we went over the exorbitantly difficult final." Our average was apparently a 73%. Yes, I feel an impending sense of "screwed," even as I type this. I received a 75% after a curve of 5 points. It sure was a great ego boost. I love my Sonny and my Carly. And JenYen too. We're awesome zombie buddies. Grade secured: ?.
Mr. Ha is always crack. I thought I got to his class late, but it was more like 5 minutes early. We did absolutely nothing but go over currentl events, and I was tempted to play mock Battleship with Carly again, heh. It was THAT boring. I didn't complain though, I like my easy days. Grade secured: A.
Geschke's was easy too. We went over the final, like we did all other classes. It was a pretty straight forward class. I found a surprising B on my Chem final (I was expecting around a D), and an even bigger surprise to find a B my stoichiometry test too. Stoichiometry was not good for Clive. My Stoi test went from a F to a B. I'd say that was good. Then there was the returning of our Finals project. After seeing the quality of Michelle and Annie's projects, I was afraid that Kelvin's and mine will be graded lower on a relative basis. The 87% is great. Grade secured: B.
Me with Michelle
Break was a flurry of arms and feet on ym part running around to get pictures with friends. The great thing about the minimum day was starting to turn on me. The 20 minutes of break time are by no means sufficient enough for me to travel around campus to get pictures with everyone. I settled for whoever I could find, but hey, I can't complain. I got a lot of people in those short 20 minutes. This break was also somewhat messed up, when the whole school thought the break bell was the class bell, and we all either went to class 10 minutes early or Grave showed up 10 minutes late. Seeing as what we did in class, I'd say she was 10 minutes late.
Me with Pheebs and Momo
Graves is out to get us. I swear. She's out to get us. First day of the semester, she springs us with a pop quiz. She's just that messed up. Needless to say, I failed her class good. It was nicely Asian failed indeed. Grave secured: C+, Weighted: B+ (not that the + means anything)
Asha - Trisha - Me - Jeff, AKA The Dark Corner of Failure (There's supposed to be an F on Jeff's paper.)
Bellmer wasn't here today. Which meant I got to spend the whole period doing absolutely nothing but hang out with friends. I got my birthday punches from Deanna, who was a bit too happy to punch me. David, then, as a supplement, added 17 more to my left arm. Deanna is like a man, and Bao's knuckles sure are hard. My shoulders still somewhat hurt from where you guys missed, thanks. Jason then swung around for some scandalous pictures. I love my Alie too. Deanna and I are Sex Bombers forever, cuz we just rock you hard. Grade Secured: A
Deanna and me, we Sex Bombers.
Read the message nice and clearly, Jason, it's fair game.
Hodin apparently wanted to jump right back into L'Ecole de Femmes, so we spent the majority of the period in acting out the latter part of Scene II. We did do a dumb/cute little animal worksheet though, but that only took up 5-6 minutes. Grade secured: ?
This means my grades will definitely fluctuate between a 3.33 or a 3.66. I'm certainly hoping for the latter, but I know I can't win them all. My GPA must be a 3.50 this semester, I sure hope I get better grades this semester...
After school was supposed to be when Aibu (Andrea) and Sonny blindfold me, stuff me into a car, and cart me off to Hometown Buffet, heh. Though Sonny and Aibu were late. Ernest was freezing his legs off, and was dancing around like no one was watching. Sana put in her 2 cents: "A pair of jeans are never a bad choice." Sage words from an upperclassman. We went to Hometown and pigged out. No seriously pigged out. I must have gained 6 pounds. 1 for every plate of food I got. I seriously eat too much.
The people who went to eat with me, yay. Sonny - Aibu - Jason (Ernest in the back, XD)
Yes, indeed, everybody loves Andrea, I do too =P.
We went to Newpark afterwards since I had to get Swaski something. Aibu also wanted to shop, so that's were we went. It started raining outside (great, I know), and we rushed into the mall. THERE the blindfolded me and pushed me into Victoria's Secret. Great. It was then about an hour of walking around with our food comas and shopping. Fun indeed.
We're crack, we know.
And here I am now. When I get a picture of the snow globe Andrea got me for Christmas Birthday, I'll post that too. Yay!
GonE
I'm adding this at 12:09, yea. So after I spent my entire evening procrastinating, as I do everyday anyway, I got some cake. It was a goooooood peach mousse cake. That's all, because I now thoroughly hate Marxist and Feminists' theories, and I'll be damned if I hate the Economists' one too. High school English sucked just now =[. French sucks even more. Damned vocab/comprehension test tomorrow...
And the wind brought Clive @ 5:36 PM
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