Ways to Annoy Your Teachers.

(most made up by me, some taken from neopets users on a forum.)

When your teacher asks you a question, say in a robotic tone, “I’m sorry, you are not capable of asking an answerable question. Please try again.”

Be really quiet for the first few days of school. Look really scared if the teacher asks you a question, and answer very softly. Then one day, come in and talk really fast and way too much to the teacher. When asked a question, scream the answer.

If you wear contacts, when the teacher isn’t looking, take it out. Ask to go to the bathroom to put it back in. Do this repeatedly.

Cry. For no reason at all, burst into loud sobs. When the teacher asks you what’s wrong, say with a very large smile, “Nothing!”

Walk into the classroom like a super spy. (keep your back on the walls as you walk, point your finger up like a gun, look around with shifty eyes, hum the mission impossible theme, etc.)

If your teacher is yelling at a classmate, wait for them to finish their tantrum then ask” DOES SOMEBODY NEED A HUG?????” very loudly.

When your teacher asks you why you didn’t do your homework say “I dropped it while beating up this guy for saying you’re the worst teacher ever.” then smile and sit.

During a test, raise your hand and wait for your teacher to walk over to you. Then when they whisper, “what do you need help on?” you smirk and whisper “I know what you did last summer”

When turning in a paper, write this paper will self destruct in 5 seconds and the bottom.

When you leave the class bow and say “May the force be with you, young one.”

When you’re an adult, look up your old teacher in a phone book. Then go to their house in the middle of the night. Sneak up by their bed, Give him/her a twisted and demented look and say “Heh….I’m back….MUAHAHAHA!”

Turn in a letter you wrote to someone. And say you got the papers mixed up. But it will take a long time to get the paper back because they live in siberia or something. It will give you more time for your homework or report.

When you give the wrong answer to a question, look at no one, and go, See, I told you that wasn’t the right answer!

Keep raising your hand. Everytime the teacher recognizes you, go, Never mind.

When you are called up to do a problem on the board, go up, and then stare blankly at the board, and ask the teacher constantly what you were suppose to do. Then tell the teacher you have a memory problem.

Come to school and follow your teacher everywhere. walk right behind them and stare at them intently.

walk behind your teachers humming the “Jaws” theme song.

When the teacher says something say, “According to my calculations, that is incorrect.”

When your teacher asks a question. wave your hand in the air yelling “Pick Me Pick ME!” And when the teacher picks you say “I forgot the answer”

When the announcements come on over the intercom, fall out of your desk and squirm around on the floor, screaming, “NOOOO!!!!!!! NOT THE VOICES AGAIN!”

RIP Michael Jackson.

Now, the only thing I’ve ever known about Michael Jackson was his pedophilia trial. That was before my dad showed me some videos on youtube, like Thriller and Beat It. I’m not a real fan of his music, but that guy could dance! I’m definitely not old enough to know what a wonderful artist or singer/dancer he was. I just know that he’s going to missed around the world. He was really famous, and a really good singer and dancer. He had always said that he wanted to live forever, and have his head frozen so that if man comes up with an idea on how to bring men back to life, he could be brought back to life. But that wish is probably never going to come true. I really hope he died at the right time. I know that people are going to miss him.

Rest in Peace, Michael Jackson.

Good job, guys! I love it!

Tokio Hotel has a new album coming out, and a little bit of two of their new songs has been released. They said they want fan responses. Here’s mine:

I LOVE IT!!!!!!!!!

Dark side of the Sun is better than Pain of Love, but Pain of Love is still amazing.

Listen for yourselves:

so whilst i’m up at this witching hour…

…why not write a blog post?

I was just thinking about stuff that’s been going on lately. We’ve got a vacation coming up soon, Bobby’s still in South Carolina, it stormed today, and I’m getting my hair trimmed tomorrow.

I’ve practiced photography, talked to Bobby’s mom on Myspace, gone swimming, and made friends with a girl who previously hated me.

LMAO. I’m sitting here typing this in Dad’s office, and he just had the FUNNIEST snore. It sounded like he was choking on his spit! I tried so hard to muffle my laugh. Good Lawd that was funny.

Soooooooooooo, me, Autumn, and Jennifer went to Haley’s house the other day. So, of course, we took pictures. Here’s the results:

my first few photography attempts

I gathered my three pairs of sharpie-written-on converse and arranged them differently outside today. converse art is kind of cliche, but oh well. it’s fun.

i’m headed to eighth grade.

Eighth grade is a whole new ballgame than seventh. My boyfriend will be at the high school, so I hopefully won’t be so distracted by him. Hey, I’m thirteen, I can’t help that. Anyways, I’m determind to have a more positive attitude about this school year. Last year was terrible for me, and I let it get to me. This year’s gonna be different.

I plan to beat Jessica at awards day. In sixth grade, I got a TON of awards, and this year I got three. Jessica got a lot more than me, and a few of the awards I got in sixth. I’m happy for her and all, but I’m gonna win those awards this year. I’m already reading books over the summer and keeping a log of them so that the AR award is covered. (:

Maybe my friends will grow up a little bit over the summer. Maybe they’ll realize what’s been staring them in the face for the past year and a half. Just maybe.

Hopefully my teacher(s) will have an ounce of smarts in them this year, and maybe I’ll just have to live with them if they don’t. Eighth grade is going to be weird; top dogs of the school again, and headed off to high school next year.

God, I’m growing up too fast.

H1N1 influenza A

Formerly known as the “Swine Flu”, this virus has reached Pandemic Level 6, which means that WHO has found traces of this disease all across the globe. Apparently, it is everywhere. There has been one case in Tennessee that I am aware of, and that was in Belle Meade.

I’m afraid. I’m scared someone at my school is going to get infected, be hospitalized or die, and a bunch of people could catch it. Me being included in that “bunch of people”.  I just find it terrible that was seems like a common flu can kill so many people. I don’t even know the death toll in Mexico yet, although I’ve heard it has gone up significantly. I’m not even sure how many people have been infected/killed by this virus.

I read on Yahoo! News about this, and I quote:

WHO raised the pandemic flu alert to phase 5 on Wednesday, one step away from the highest level indicating a global outbreak. WHO flu chief Keiji Fukuda said Thursday there were no indications in the past day that would prompt the U.N. body to raise the alert further.

To move from pandemic alert level 5 to level 6 means that WHO believes there is evidence of big outbreaks in at least two world regions and a pandemic is under way.

Fukuda said the jump in confirmed cases from Mexico was probably the result of scientists working their way through a backlog of untested samples from suspected cases.

“They are going through several thousands of laboratory specimens right now,” he said.

WHO has started distributing its stockpile of 2 million courses of the antiviral drug Tamiflu to regional offices, which will decide where to send them next.

How many people are going to killed by this virus? Can they get the cure distributed before thousands, possibly millions, are dead?

I really hope this plague steers clear of Tennessee. I doubt it will, but hopefully we won’t be seriously affected. It’s not likely; I’m just rambling on with empty thoughts.

I’m gonna end this post rather abruptly for a couple of reasons. I can’t come up with anything else to say, and I think my main intentions have been posted.

-Supermousey

think before you speak; you don’t know who you’re talking to

Racism is something that I don’t tolerate at all. I just can’t comprehend the fact that someone can discriminate against another person just because they don’t have the same skin color or speak a different language than them. It’s really stupid, and hurts people everywhere.

I hate to say it, but where I live definitely contributes to the amount of racist remarks I deal with at school. Not just me, either, lots of other Hispanic/Mexican, Black, and Asian kids at my school. There aren’t that many non-caucasion children that attend school here, but the ones that do just don’t stand up for themselves.

I did last Thursday. I am Hispanic, even if I don’t look the part. My dad is Mexican, and my mom is White. It was at lunchtime. I, unfortunately, had to sit diagonal to this kid that I previously didn’t like much at all. I hate him even more now.

Him and this girl sitting next to me starting talking about some famous person. Austin was convinced that this dude was Mexican, but Olivia said he didn’t look like it.

I butted in, “Not everyone who is Mexican looks like it. I’m Hispanic.”

Austin just looked at me, and goes, “Well I don’t care either way. I don’t like Mexicans.”

My jaw literally dropped, and I was like, “What? Why?! Because they don’t look like you?”

He just shrugged and said, “So? I don’t like Blacks either!” I threw a french fry at him, and the people around me cheered because he’s not very liked with a lot of the people that were at that table at the moment.

“Why? That’s mean.”

“It’s not mean. It’s how I feel. You got a problem with it?”

“Welllllll YEAH. My dad’s Mexican. Half my family is Mexican.”

I seriously felt close to tears. I did end up crying pretty hard in the hallway afterwards. He came up to me and started to apologize and stuff, but I knew he didn’t mean it. He only said he was sorry so that he wouldn’t get in trouble. I think he figured that I was gonna keep crying.

I don’t know why, but it seriously got to me. I think that I’ve been dealing with people not liking me or my family just because we have some Hispanic blood in us. Some other kids at school think we (we being Hispanics and Mexicans) are out to kill them. Yes, I’ve had people say that to me.(although this does have more to deal with illegal immigration and what not)

Anyways, I wouldn’t stop crying. Finally one of the teachers caught on and he got in trouble. It turned into a huge ordeal, and I got called to the office several times because I had to write down what happened at lunch. The principal herself came and talked to me.

I’m over the whole thing now, and the drama of it has pretty much died down from what it was just a few days ago. People stood up for me, and I stood up for my heritage.

Eh; I haven’t posted in a while.

Sorry about that.

School’s been pretty hectic lately with TCAP next week and all that jazz. I’m not too thrilled. All of this four day week at school was really rough because the teachers were going over and reviewing all this stuff. Hum-bug.

Reeves made us do all of these retarded little index cards. There’s so many! it drives me insane. It was terrible. Witch Woman That Likes To Make Fun Of Me Because She Saw My Binder And It Said ‘I Hate School’ gave us this Tennessee geography workbook that has to be complete by Monday! All thirty pages! And we have to do ANOTHER frickin’ map and research three Hilter-esque guys.  It’s stupid because TCAP is next week, and we’re gonna be stressed out for that.

The other teachers have been fine. -_- We’ve gotten new music in band, and it’s difficult because me and Bobby have different parts. I’m used to us playing the same thing together. Now when I’m playing half notes and quarter notes he’s skipping along with sixteenth notes. I don’t care that he’s got 1st saxophone. I care that I keep getting lost.

Me and Jennwad got to tutor a girl in English today. It was surprisingly easy. I felt bad because when I walked in, I felt like super smart and superior, but I shouldn’t have. Heehehe.

Health sucks. Enough-frickin-said. Jennifer is sitting here telling me I shouldn’t complain, but I have a right to. They get to finish their assignments on time, and turn everything in, while I have to do FIVE lesson reviews in like a day. It’s terrible.

School’s almost over. I cannot wait. Sure, I probably won’t see Bobby all summer or the year after that (he goes to camp and then he’s off to highschool, wahoo for me…) but at least I won’t have to deal with retards for teachers.

I feel bad for hating them, though. Everytime I think, “God I hate you,” I’m like, “Whoa. Calm down, miss angsty.” It’s so retarded. One second I’m fuming mad, and the next I’m sucking up because I feel guilty.

I also talk to doorknobs.

Lmao. Nice Job, VenetianPrincess!!

That is so funny! “Together we’ll discuss HTML and C++!!”

It practically describes my friend Jordan! Lol.