At the End of the Day....

The school day that is.
I just finished my history test for history and I now have 20 minutes to spare before the bell rings. I could start on the large amount of homework that I will have over the next week for I'll be in Arizona. But that would just be impractical.

Good News: I leave for Arizona approximately at 6:40 tomorrow night and apparently my parents have a BIG surprise for me and my sister. I hope my mom doesn't pretend to be pregnant again. That was not cool.


Bad News: I have the ACT tomorrow morning AND i have to finish an English paper on Societal Disillusion by tuesday, but that's better than having it be due today which it was supposed to be.

So I'm home alone again tonight. I was last night too. And I don't even think my plans are going to follow through. Maybe i'll just study for the ACT and write my paper. Then my bad news would be all gone. BUT then again, I would be incredibly bored most likely.

So. I decided the beginning of the school day and the end of the school day are the least favorite parts of my day. Probably because I don't really have friends in either. Which I'm half okay with considering the people in them. I'm just a big ray of sunshine and happiness right now if you can't tell.

If you're ready for this year to be over clap your hands.
CLAP CLAP

Time to go Arizona.


--Gretchen Bailey Haga

Emotionally and Physically Drained

Hello from 7th period study hall in the South Campus II library.
Current state: Exhausted with an eye twitching and headache. And slightly cynical.

So far I have completed two assignments from Algebra II and Espanol. What did I learn from them? Probably nothing. (refer back to cynical).
This week is already incredibly long. Days at this school seem to be much longer than they were back at Oak Grove. My classes seem more boring. The people are a little more annoying. Maybe things were just always this way but now I'm just starting to notice it. In which case I would be a little dillusional as well. So I'm gonna cram in as much of a blog as possible in 10 minutes which is when I have to leave this lovely library and move on to the class which will be the death of me, U.S. History.
I feel like I've been thinking too much lately. When I go to bed at night, my mind just clutters with so many thoughts and then I wake up in the morning and my thinking soon is interuppted by 'Jai Ho', AKA my alarm. It's weird because I don't feel like I have much to think about. I'm content with my life. There isn't much that I would like to change at the moment. And yet now I feel like I'm thinking more than when I actually need to think. This thinking however does not include thinking in a school sense. This... lets call it personal thinking.... clutters my mind so much that school is in fact incredibly difficult to concentrate on. And no matter how hard I try to concentrate, I can't stay focused. I know I'm not the only one who suffers from this.
It was just a little thought of the day.
I hope you enjoyed, but you probably didn't.

Okay. Its now time for History.
Have a good day.
and have one for me too.

-Gretchen Bailey Haga

A Beautiful Morning in the Office of South Campus II

Okay maybe it's not so beautiful. But it's not so ugly either. After being sick for an entire weekend I suppose I should start thinking a little more positively. Or maybe not.
This is the one social website that is not blocked on our entire network. Not that I exactly like to call this a social website considering I only know 2 people. But maybe we can start a new revolution and this can really become the new Xanga!.... Or maybe not. Oh well. Maybe that's also a good thing.
So like any other blog i'll describe my weekend in full detail. Or half detail because it's early and I'm lazy.
Soo FRIDAY I had big plans to go to Chloe Gunderson's 18th ALL PINK birthday bash. Emily Olig and I even went shopping for the occasion considering I had zero pink. I think this was because I wore so much pink in 7th grade that I filled up my pink quota. Alas, we decided not to go to the party because we were both incredibly tired. Instead we watched a Dateline special entited 'Disappearance at the Dairy Queen.' And trust me, the content was almost as good as the alliteration. Following that riveting special, I just went home because I was tired and Emily wasn't feeling well. But to my surprise in the middle of the night I woke up with an upset stomach and a bucket'o'vomit. I'm sure that put a nice picture in your mind. Then the rest of the night just fell asleep in pain. bah.
SATURDAY- spent my day watching Desperate Housewives which is now the favorite show of my life at the moment. Seriously. It's so good. Watch it. Now. Anywayy, stomach still hurt, but this is the oh so magical day of South High's Prom. So like a good friend I attended the Grand March. Which was full of ugly dresses and wrong pronunciation of names. Oh so magical. Also because my stomach still felt as if somebody punched me right in the gut. Partly from being sick and partly from seeing all of my (not-so) favorite people. All my favorite people looked beautiful. Funny how that works. Then when I came home my mom became my hero and provided me with my new BFF, Pepto Bismol. We're tight. Also I watched the last episode of the first season of Desperate Housewives. Wow. Thats all.
and SUNDAY - I woke up to a lovely text from Jillian Stallman inviting me to the circus. Unfortunately my mom (Sherbear) did NOT allow me to go because we needed to do some errands throughout the day. Little did I know that if i did go, I would have won a bike. WTF. But i did buy some jeans that don't really fit me and had a sales associate follow me around the Buckle trying to get me to buy expensive things. BACK OFF. wow. Me and Sherbear then went to Red Lobster and enjoyed some salmon and biscuits. MMMMMMMMMMM. And i finished off la noche con Laura. Decidamos ir a la Target y TCBY.

I apologize. Yo soy en la clase de espanol y tenemos decir en espanol. Es muy dificil.
Okay now i'm in Chemistry so I can talk in Ingles.
So Hannah and Mollie got blogs too. So now people will actually be reading this. Maybe I should clean up my posts a little. OR maybe not. Bah.
COACH CARD IS TEACHING OUR CHEMISTRY CLASS.
He's pretty great.

It is now the afternoon.
And now I should be doing my Chemistry homework


6 days until Arizona.
Get me out of here now.



-Gretchen Bailey Haga

Back to blogging.

So. Look what i've resorted to. Can't tell if i'm a little disappointed in myself. This is just another excuse to spend all my time on the computer. Oh well. Too late now i guess.

I doubt anyone will even read this. In fact i bet nobody will. I don't have any followers and I only know two other people who do this thing. Who probably won't follow me anyway. What I have to say isn't really all that interesting. I'm not witty like Emily and Jacob. But i promise to do my best.

I need a hobby. I wish i would have realized this 3 weeks ago when i began my thousand year vacation from school due to the flood. Oh now that i have this blog that nobody from my school will probably ever see i can say how i feel about this whole new school situation. Okay Here i go:

Shut up! God i'm so sick of people whining about this new school we have to go to. Yes. It sucks. Our school is destroyed and it looks like a war zone (trust me i know i was there today). But we don't have many options here. It would be impossible to learn in that facility post-war. And FargoPublicSchools open this option to us and all you do about it is complain. Wow. Way to be thankful. This does not apply to all students. Just those who refuse to just go with the flow and accept that people are doing the best they can. Sorry for sounding like a Kcarie. I'm trying to not go to those extremes.
Okay i'm done with that.

This weekend was good. I got to see people that I haven't seen in a long time. One in particular. Which was just a tad disappointing. I won't go into detail. But overall I had a good time with these people. This was the first year ever I didn't go to church on Easter. Church on TV is bad and definitely not the same despite what my dad thinks.

I'm finishing this post later. Because I have decided to try to go to bed....
We'll see how that turns out.