New Year

So a new school year has started, meaning I will now continue with my blog for computer support. So far the school year is going well, much better than last year. I have a few leadership positions this year (TOMS shoes campus rep. and Amnesty treasurer/historian) and my grades are better than last year and I have lunch with all of my friends and I get along well with all of my teachers. It is going to be a good year.

Today....

was horrible. It should have been a happy, fabulous day, but alas, it was not. As I was walking up to the teacher's desk to hand in my English exam, I could feel the adrenaline coursing through my veins. I was done, done with exams, done with school, and most importantly, done with English II Honors, my worst subject ever. However, my mood quickly took a turn for the worse. As I handed my papers to the exam proctor, she whispered to me that the disciplinarian and the head of the English department wanted to see me. I groaned inside. Although I knew that I was being called to talk to them because my teacher was out of town, I had no idea why they wanted to see me. I walked into their office and they immediately asked if I was the Rachel Bozeman they were waiting to see. At that moment, I knew whatever they had in store for me was not good. The head of the English department help up my most recent English essay and announced that I was in their to talk about my writing. I started shaking. In the back of my head, I knew they were about to accuse me of cheating or plagiarism. Why else would they want to talk to me about a paper. Of course, I was right. They knew I had not plagiarized because we had to turn our essays in to turnitin.com, but my English teacher was convinced that somebody else either helped me write the paper or wrote it for me. I was appalled to hear this. I have never cheated, ever! I was ashamed to think that my English teacher would even think I would do such a thing. Her reasoning was that my grades in her class had been terrible, so how could I write such a good essay? Well, she is the one who told me the week before that I needed to step up my game and make good grades on my last few graded assignments so that could pull up my grade. And what did I do? I stepped up! I worked my but off on that essay. I don't even remember if I slept the night before it was due. If I did, it was only for a few hours. I spent every last second of my time editing and perfecting that essay, trying to make it my best writing yet, just as she told the class she wanted it to be. Well apparently it was too good for her, because now look where I am stuck! I do understand that if I hadn't slacked off so much the rest of the year that she might believe it was my work, but regardless, to accuse me of cheating just because I wrote one good essay when she asked me to step up my game? I just can't believe she would do such a thing. I was so upset by this. I wrote a letter more than 960 words long to her, just as I was asked to. Instead of enjoying my first hours of freedom, I was stuck behind in a rut of despair. Of course the teacher has yet to email me back, even though I emailed it to her over 4.3 hours ago. I just can't believe this is happening to me.....

I find it highly amusing that those extremely studious people who would not ordinarily share their notes "back up" all of their files to common, making it extremely easy for the rest of the world to download their notes.

Memorable things from Mr. John's class

1. Breanna crying over her gossip website.
2. "The bass are biting the people?"- Sara.
3. "Cami, turn out the lights when you and mr. bush are done"- Mr. John
4. Cat 5 (rewiring the science building, making cables, making jewelry out of wire)
5. Learning about Digg (and getting the digg song stuck in my head)
6. All of the logic games. (Grow Cube!)

I

I am stressed.
I hate exams.
I hate studying.
I lack motivation.
I haven't cleaned my room in two weeks.
I lost my sock.
I have yet to start studying for exams.
I lost one of my bracelets today.
I accidentally threw away my retainer last week
I hate it when teachers call their students' parents
I hate that my mom just threatened to send me to a public school next year.

Last day

Today is my sister's last day of exams. Her last time to ever put on our school uniform. The last time we will ever drive to school together. We were going to stop and get doughnuts, but then she waited until the last minute to back up all of her school stuff to her external hard drive. Considering that we also have to get gas on the way to school and at this rate won't be leaving for at least another ten minutes, I think that doughnuts has been booted out of the plan, all because of her laziness. sucks.

Because this is how we roll in Louisiana....

You might be a Redneck Jedi if:
1 You ever heard the phrase, "May the force be with y'all."
2 Your Jedi robe is camouflaged.
3 You have ever used your light sabre to open a bottle of Bud Light.
4 At least one wing of your X-Wing is primer colored.
5 You can easily describe the taste of an Ewok.
6 You have ever had a land-speeder up on blocks in your yard.
7 The worst part of spending time on Dagobah is the dad-gum skeeters.
8 Wookies are offended by your body odor.
9 You have ever used the force to get yourself another Bud Light so you didn't miss an interview with any of the Allisons on CMT.
10 You have ever used the force in conjunction with fishing or bowling.
11 Your father has ever said to you, "Shoot, boy come on over to the dark
side...it'll be a hoot."
12 You have ever had your R2 unit use its self-defense electro-shock thingy to get the barbecue grill to light.
13 You have a confederate flag painted on the hood of your land-speeder.
14 You ever fantasized about Princess Leia wearing Daisy Duke shorts.
15 You have the doors of your X-Wing welded shut and you have to get in through the window.
16 Although you had to kill him, you kinda thought that Jabba the Hutt had a pretty good handle on how to treat his women.
17 You have a cousin who bears a strong resemblance to Chewbacca.
18 You suggested that they outfit the Millennium Falcon with a redwood deck.
19 You were the only person drinking Jack Daniels during the cantina scene.
20 When your light sabre opens, it plays a few bars of "Dixie."
21 You want to send your speeder bike to Orange County Choppers for overhaul.
22 If you hear . . . "Luke, I'm your father...and your uncle."

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