so hilariously bad. literally

I laugh at despair. I don’t know. Nothing really gets to me man, LOL.

If I’m angry, I’m only angry for like… nothing longer than an hour at most.

ANYWHOOZLE…

It’s late August. It’s time for SCHOOL.

 

EDIT: horyjunk this is longer than I thought I was typing, LOL SORRY.

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thank god they mail a schedule change request form with it

sup guys.

I got my schedule for my sophomore year in the mail today.

Right now it’s…

1st semester:

1st period: Latin II (for required foreign language– though I love it and I’ll be sticking with it all of high school)

2nd period: Health Science I (docta docta, give it to meeeee! …haven’t heard anything about this class really, but i’m actually pretty excited for it )

3rd period: Honors Algebra II (shoulda taken this freshie year, but it’s a-okay. it’s math.)

4th period:  Honors English II (heard it was mainly speeches. i got dis. )

2nd semester:

1st period: Horticulture I (LOLWTFNO. I’m requesting this to be swapped)

2nd period: Pre-Calculus (it’s math. ye.)

3rd period: Honors Civics and Economics (…I don’t know what to expect in this one)

4th period: Honors Chemistry (hell YES, perfect ending to my day omg)

 

I am pleased with the schedule.

Aside from the fact that I have horticulture in there, I mean really, what?

I had it as an alternative, yeah… like the fifth one down the line.

Psychology first, then  biotechnology (lol guess it got canceled/replaced), Ceramics, Anatomy&Physiology, Latin 3, and then… I don’t remember.

 

 

Apparently if I want to have my schedule changed before the first ten days of school, I should go to the student service office on August 9 or 10 from 8am-1pm.

These dates work for me though, since my school is on the way to the hospital and the hospital is holding a seminar  from 10am-12pm that I’m going to on the tenth. :D

 

now to decide just what to switch horticulture out with.

i mean, horticulture doesn’t sound too bad, but… I couldn’t go to that in the mornings and stay for 90 minutes, I COULDN’T.

 

also, when I switch out… all of this may or may not change, LOL.

it’ll be a nice surprise on august 25th, i guess.

I still have like four years though

LOL

trying to type this in like less than five minutes since I’m gonna be OUT DA DOOR soon.

I’M BARELY THINKING ABOUT COLLEGE HERE…

Although in two/three years I may be dying over it.

 

I still just want to go to a college in NC (IN-STATE IS CHEAPER, RRRRAAAGE).

Possibly a smaller school that’s just good in what I wanna do (MEDICINE??? MAYBE???…)

screw big schools…

or not.

IDK my life plans change every season.

 

Well I still do want to be in medicine somehow.

DOCTA DOCTAAA, GIVE IT TO MEEEEEe.

/shot

Okay I gotta go volunteer at the hospital now.

 

I HELPED AND POSTED JED, SO HERE.

btw i just get lazy.

I MEAN THIS IS A LOT OF TYPING.

yeah.

bye for now.

Now I can’t wait for Anatomy&Physiology

I dissected a fetal pig today.

Before anyone says anything, the baby pigs were taken out of  pregnant pigs that sadly got bacterial infections because the mother would have died with the baby pig. BUT NO, they took it out for HIGH SCHOOL STUDENTS LIKE ME TO ENJOY.

Maybe not enjoy, just cut open and see its guts.

 

It was pretty awesome, man.

Makes me excited `cause my biology teacher told us that the Anatomy and Physiology class dissects CATS.

EVEN COOLER. I’ll be taking it probably my Junior year (or maybe next year, if doubling up on Latin fails). JUST TWO MORE YEARS, RRROOOAR.

I sound so crazy, wanting/enjoying cutting things open, but dude, it’s the inside of an animal… it’s so AWESOME. Just looking at it is like, WHOA.

I should’ve taken pictures, but I was too busy touching it.

But because SOCIAL NETWORKING is great, I have pictures someone else took and uploaded to their facebook. HAHAHA.

/has `em saved now

 

HERE is one before it was sliced open.

and HERE is after it.

(I saved your dinner by linking it)

 

If you eat meat, you should not have problems looking at those.

Hell, that could’ve been your brekkie, broscoes.