For the greater part of this year, I have been teetering on the edge of bad. I have consistently stayed on top of all my homework, gotten excellent grades (beat Ian ). So what am I complaining about?
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There is this old granny who has called my dad’s house twice. And both times I politely tell her that she has the wrong number. And she refuses to accept the truth. She says “Oh Danny come on quit it. I need to talk to your mother.” After trying again to assure her that she does indeed have the wrong number, she only gets madder. She got so frustrated at me the first day. Well I just got another call, which is why I’m interrupting this post. I told her she had the wrong number after she asked to speak to my mom, and all she said was “Oh Baloney.” Click. Sometimes I feel sorry for old people
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I’m complaining about my bedtime. It’s usually around 11:45. But it can easily get pushed to around 1. Last weekend I wrote myself out a daily schedule, and according to it I’ve been homework for half an hour and I’m still at it. Ehhhh. I just can’t get finished at a reasonable hour. Today I had to finish a small bit of English homework at break, and at lunch I wrote an entire instrumental music report. I acknowledge this isn’t usual for me, but I sure as hell don’t like it. The only time I’ve ever gotten my homework started before about 7:30pm are the occasions when my friends are over. Ironic eh? We usually end up working on homework while jammin’ with iTunes and discussing the various ways to construct an electromagnetic cannon. And I like that. Maybe I should get someone to be my homework buddy and hold my hand so I don’t get distracted.
Ah, distractions. These include Computer, coMPuTer, and computEr. I often get carried away with whatever website project I’m working on. And by the time I look up again, it’s 7:00pm. It’s nearing that time right now! Well anyway, I occasionally go through phases like this. Where I get obsessed with a particular area of computer, and it sorta grabs my life by the collar. Last year it was Halo. This year’s obsession towards Web Design and all that is definitely a healthier obsession, because it is a great life skill and I’ve already made some nice cash (with more on the way). But it all takes away from my school life. Just a wee bit. I still maintain, just with a little more stress and a little less sleep. And maybe instead of getting 96 percent on my grades, I’ll get 94′s. They’re all A’s, right?
Simply telling me to get crackin doesn’t work. I gotta have drive. The project I enjoyed most last year, and one that stood out a lot was the I-Search. For those who don’t know, it was a giant project taking up an entire quarter where we did extensive research and wrote reports. Most of them were about 30 pages long. I made mine a webpage, which is still available to look at. I got excited about the project, I got work done ahead of time, and I wasn’t laboring at 3am the day before it was due. I ended up getting 250 points out of 200 … which beat everyone in my class. So if I can get motivated by doing something I enjoy, I just ooze productivity. Edit:So my two main types of motivation are 1) Because I like it 2) Because I ran out of time to not do it. I am an excellent last minute-er. I always get 110% of my work done if its laying out there at the last minute. And now you wonder what the IDC (read the new title) is? The intellectual discussion club. Or maybe its just pseudo-intellectual. Anyway, we need a better name. End Edit.
High school is the time when the strong are separated from the weak, the people who will actually make a life for themselves begin to show. I’d like to stay in that category, and I am not at all in danger of changing, but its something to be aware.