Economics is kicking my ass.

Sorry everyone, I haven't posted in a while due to the deluge that is the fall of senior year. College applications, yearbook frenzy (I'm on the editing staff), and the research paper from hell all contributed to my general frazzledness this week. I'm skivving off for ten minutes in between paragraphs for the eight-page-monstrosity my economics teacher calls a research paper. It's not too bad, it's just that in between all my other projects, I only started this past week. Not to panic, I planned ahead. I am now at 5 pages, with a good idea of how to get the other three done.

Why am I so organized, you may ask yourself suspiciously. This is very unlike Ciardra. What's up?

Well, tonight I have a poker tournament at Coughing Joy's house, and tomorrow, I'm going to a NaNoWriMo party for writers in my area. (If you haven't checked it out, go to www.nanowrimo.org . I highly suggest it.) That means I've only got until 6 tonite and Sunday to get it done, along with a back-breaking load of homework my evil teachers have unloaded on us. Will I make it? Will I sleep at all on Sunday night? Will I prove my addiction to coffee is a good thing? Will I stop asking stupid questions? Only time will tell.

Hallelujah!

I never thought it might happen, but... I finished my homework early. Granted, I have some history left, but that's not due til Friday and I'm big on procrastination. Lecture me later. ^.^

I feel so bad, I keep getting emails and such from people, but I am absolutely horrible at replying. I have little to no time for house-keeping these days, both electronically and literally. I am such a wreck. I'm guessing this is normal life. I want my old one back, on where I was on track! (sob.)

So, my internet's screwy. I'm going to have to poke buttons on the wireless LAN box a couple times. Maybe it'll get better.

... nope. Oh well.

BTW, I wanted to let everyone know NaNoWriMo is coming on up. It's for all those procrastinators in the world who've said they'll write a book and never get around to it. You're supposed to write 50,000 words in 30 days (the month of November). I failed spectacularily at 15000 words last year. I plan on doing at least 1000 words better, maybe more. It all depends on how early I finish my college applications. Google it and read more if you want - it's awesome!

SAT

Well, I've recovered enough from the SAT yesterday morning to talk about it.

It is pure EVIL!

Okay, to begin with, it takes forever and by the time you get to the tenth section (the last one), you just don't care anymore. They don't give you nearly enough time on any of the parts. And banging out an essay in 25 minutes is fun, let me tell you. Of course, that's the first part. At like 8 AM. Yes, because all of us are great at thinking early in the morning. But the questions are inane, the vocabulary is gobbledygook, and the math questions are obscure. They all suck.

That being said, I think I did passably well. Nothing spectacular, but I can try again in November. Yay me.

Now I get to try and finish a Government paper. Must... make... four... pages...

School Spirit

Today was the last day in Spirit Week. Thus, we had a pep rally for our lousy football team. TMB and I screamed ourselves hoarse. Cause you know, we're seniors, and that's what seniors do at pep rallys. Even the really gothic, apathetic seniors who hate pep.

We've got a bonfire/dance tonight. That'll be fun.

Those Who Forget Their History...

... are doomed to repeat the 11th grade.

You can take this to mean that I've got yet another US History assignment due. I really dislike this teacher.

Muffins

I made a batch of chocolate-chip muffins this afternoon. Trish pronounced them edible and figures I'm all set for college. I can survive off Ramen and muffins for those four years and save my precious money for things like rent and books. And I can bribe dorm mates with them too. It's a win-win situation.

Thank G-d for Jewish Holidays

I love Jewish holidays. They always fall on dates right when you need them. This three-day weekend has been a blessing.

Friday was a day of tests and general nastiness. It was also Mom's birthday. I got her the new Mitch Albom book. Dad told everyone that he wasd taking us to a nice, fancy restauran, so we should dress up. Trish and I do so, getting somewhat dolled up. Where does Dad take us? Paula Jean's Bar and Grill. I think we were about to kill him when the foos arrived. Then I feel madly in love with my chicken and sausage gumbo and couldn't be bothered. It was a great night, but the total exhaustion wasn't cool and we left kind of early.

I spent Saturday sleeping and reading. Truely, there is no better way to spend my day off. We were supposed to go to a regatta at SUNY Maritime, but it fell through.

I had an event on Sunday for the Shanti Fund, celebrating Ghandi's birthday. Had he lived, he would be 137 today. Liz, Becky, and I "debated" peace and unity with two other schools. (Seriously, how does one debate peace and unity? It's pretty much 'peace good, war bad'.) I did much better answering the questions than my actual debate. But we got free pizza and there's a good chance we've won prize money, so hey. I also had my cell phone fixed. Yay.

Today I'm doing basic housework and homework. Nyeck. I've got a light load today, thank god. Even still, I'll probably finish just before 10 PM. Procrastination genes suck. (Thank you so very much, Mrs.GreenThumb.)