except me-
Lets just say that I am a strange one. Maybe it’s because I am currently a freshman, or maybe it’s just because I’m taking hellishly easy classes, but I am not in the least bit worried about finals. I have maybe spent half an hour …total… studying for all of my three tests that are occuring this week. I am about to take my Geometry Honors final in about 10-15 minutes, and I am in homeroom, with a perfect opportunity to study and am I studying? No, instead I’m writing about how I’m not studying. I’m just not worried about this final. It probably helps that I could get 50% on it and still get an A in the class…but I have higher standards that that. Maybe it sounds like I’m bragging a bit much…actually it definitely does…but I’m just voicing my opinions on finals and studying.
No.1: Cramming….is dumb….duh….especially for classes such as math, you know it or you don’t. If you haven’t been able to learn it in the say 4 months you’ve been in class- you’re not going to learn it in one hour with a book.
No.2: It doesn’t affect your grade all that much. If it does, there’s an issue…
No.3: Good luck everyone!~ (I just had to put that in)
Yes I understand why some people spend all night studying their tails off and yeah I guess maybe it helps some people. Someday I am going to look back on this post and think, “wow, was I stupid back then or what?” because I will be in the process of studying for some big test that will majorly affect my grade. However, CRAMMING is not a good thing, and that will be maintained. As a result, I am off to math…hoping for the best 
There is one thing about our society that is really pissing me off. The way our society is supposed to work, is that people are paid for the amount of difference they are making in our world. This usually holds true; most people are paid what they diserve, but there is one occupation that is probably the most important part of our society who are paid pennies compared to some of the completely frivolous multi-million dollar jobs.
The people I am speaking of are the educators. The teachers. The people who spend their lives sharing the knowledge they have with others so that the next generation can build on that knowledge. Where would we be without them? We would still be in the stone age, because every time somebody died, everything they learned in their life would be lost, and the next generation would have to learn it all over again. Our finest scholars would still be stuck figuring out arithmetic. And look at what they’re paid! They get barely enough to support themselves, and even though they may not be working hard a some jobs, they are still the key to our society.
And the reason for raising teacher’s salaries have more benifits than just being fair to teachers. I’m not talking about a tiny little raise, I’m talking about making them some of the best paid people in the world. Suddenly, there is a huge amount of competition for who gets to be a teacher, because everyone wants that kind of money. So now only the good teachers are able to get jobs, and the crappy ones have to go live in a gutter! Now all the students are happy, too, because all their teachers are incredibly talented at what they do, and certain high school science teachers are out of a job! With the educators so much better, I’ll bet we would show giant leaps and bounds of our country’s test scores.
So where do we get the money for these huge raises? Here’s an idea: we take them out of the salaries of a class of people who are grossly overpaid, and aren’t helping our society along at all. Who comes to mind? How ’bout professional athletes? Let’s just switch the salaries of the athletes with the teacher’s salaries! I mean, how are athletes helping our society at all? Enterainment. They spend their lives training to play a game. A game who’s outcome matters not, and it’s purly so Americans can be entertained. Sure, they add to our culture, and give america a name, but really, they are paid millions of dollars to play a fucking game!!!
Anyway, my first act when I’m king of the world is raising teachers salaries. Thought I’d give you the heads up.
~Nella
Upon hours of rumination, i’ve decided on my general life plan. I know this is rather pretentious to have decided already, in 9th grade. But as of now, this is what i’d like to do: be a web developer. It’s a profitable and flexible job. For this year, I’m going to finish off 9th grade with straight A’s, and then spend the summer mastering PHP. And by mastering, I mean being helluv good at it. During the summer, I’m hoping to get a nice little web design gig and make ∼ $1000. Sophmore year, I’ll be taking some technology electives at school. By senior year, I’m hoping to be pretty damn good at web dev languages. After high school, I’ll go to a good university and take some marketing/business courses. After college, I’ll join a web startup, make some good money, then get laid off, and be unemployed 
. Then I’ll create my own company with a couple employees and junk. I’ll work there for 15 years…till I’m approximately 40. At age 40, I’m going to take a fatty vacation. And blow all my hard-saved money. At age 45, after being significantly enlightened about the world around me, I’ll take up a job as a high school teacher or something. And around age 55, I’ll suffer through a mid-life crisis, get divorced (wait, you were married? hell yes!) get in debt, and all that fun junk. But around 60, I’ll take up an old passion, work out my life, and make some dough. By 67 I’ll be retired, and cruising the scene for some hot elderly chicks… At 70, I’ll have a fling and get married again. I’ll also be retired, but not just spending my time twiddling my thumbs. I’ll write an autobiography, invent some new gadget, become a renowned environmentalist, then die abruptly…in my sleep, at age 78. I’ll leave behind two daughters (from my first marriage).
WOOT!!! how’s that for a vision! I’m getting jazzed about it already! Although it does sound a little “been there, done that” or … non-original. Anyhow, I hoped you didn’t die from reading that.
There was a point in my life where I thought I was invincible. I thought if I put enough effort into something, I could be the best at it. I figured I could even beat magic johnson in a race, just because I wanted to win sooo bad. Well, now I realize that isn’t how the world works. I won’t be the best at anything. I’m too average. That doesn’t mean I won’t succeed by modern standards. But I won’t be Einstein or Gallileo or (Dear) Abby.
All this time, I’ve gone to school with the vague notion that I’m doing it to help me along later in life. And I am. But now I’m beginning to clear up and sharpen my future. Which is a lot more than most people can say.
In conclusion, I’d like to state that this entire post is utter bullshit. I’m sure I’m just going through a phase. I’ve gotta be open-minded and take shit as it comes. Life is unpredictable, and i’m a bloody idiot if I try to convince myself otherwise.
After looking into my backpack and finding no pencils, I took a fresh new one from my secret stash of unused, unsharpened pencils. But when I thought about it, I asked myself where the 2 pencils I had put in my backpack this morning were. And this isn’t the first time it has happened. So where do all the pencils go?
I’ve noticed this pencil-losing thing happen to me a lot. That’s why I bought a 50-pack of plain old No. 2 pencils at Office Depot at the beginning of the year. I knew it would be silly to get some nice expensive mechanicals, because they disappear too fast. 
Making pencils disappear is quite an easy task. I wager that most of the pencil-losing activity is inbetween break periods, when everyone is packing up their stuff and shoving everything into their packs, and not always checking the ground around them for their belongings.
I often find pencils too, on the ground and such. Finders keepers, losers weepers. They are now my new pencil, and I use it till it gets lost again or it breaks/runs out of lead. But I feel like I’m putting more pencils into school circulation than I’m getting out of it, and that makes me angry. It also makes me angry when, on a good day, I happen to have 2-3 pencils at the ready. And someone asks to borrow a pencil. People are always doing that. 
Chances are about 5:621 that I’ll ever get it back. Oh well.
How should I fix this problem? I’m considering hiding pencils in strategic places around the school so if I’m ever in need I’m no more than 30 feet from a secret stash. We could establish a small pencil collective of honest, trusting people who could keep the stashes stocked, as well as take from them as needed. Anyone wanna join my collective? We could have some cool acrymonic name