You know what? I don't give a fuck

I just had a pretty crappy time. It started out fun, and ended really badly. So, after school today, Erika, Abigail, and I were supposed to go to the animal shelter to meet the dog Abigail wants to get. The original plan was we hang out for a bit, go to the animal shelter, then go home at 7. That is NOT what happened. Erika originally thought she wasn't going to be able to go, then she was able to come until 5, so the plan ended up being we'd be taken by Abigail's dad to the shelter and get picked up at 5. I thought I had a ride with Erika's family, but they ended up not being able to give me one. So, I tried calling my parents. My dad first, to no avail. Then I called my mom, and she answered right away and said she'd leave soon, but never did and never called me back. So I kept calling all of them, at least 15 times each phone, and no one answered. So, I had to walk home. I had no idea where I was going, and was lucky to make it on the first try in my opinion. Then, when I was almost home my dad called me and came to pick me up. I was naturally annoyed at him. He didn't see why, and all he said was "sorry you're annoyed." I then got pissed off and got out of the car (we were in the driveway) and slammed the door. Then he started yelling at me like he usually does when I do something slightly disrespectful. I really didn't care this time. I know what he did was wrong, but he just won't admit it. Then I said I wanted to go back to mom's, and his reply was "Don't you dare threaten me when you've just done something horribly wrong to me!!!" What angers me the most is that he doesn't even care that what he did was wrong. He focuses on the fact that I'm not happy with him and gets mad at me for that. Thank you, father.

Everything went better than expected

Except two.

If it's not clear yet, I'm speaking of finals. I took 5 finals, and did better than I thought on 3/5 of them. Possibly 4/5 of them, but Mr. Hallas has not given us our grades for our finals. Obviously the one I know of that went worse than expected is Spanish. But everything else was a nice surprise. Especially history. I expected to get a 75% or something...but guess what??? I GOT AN 89%!!!! SUCK IT BITCHES!!! I guess my essays weren't as bad as I thought. YAY!! I'M SO HAPPY BEAHASDHASKJHKAJHK!!!

I'm REALLY nervous to get my math final back though. I mean incredibly nervous. If I get anything below an 80% I'm screwed. I wish he would just GIVE THEM BACK already. I also wish he wouldn't. But, I want to know what I got. If it's bad, then I just cry. So, I hope it's not tomorrow because I have it second and I would want to cry all day. But, merrr. I'm so scared about that one. Imma go die now. Bye

1% more and I would have been fine

Spanish. Why must I still be in that class? I have a 79% for the trimester. The main reason for this is my participation grades. In order they are:

82.5%
80%
76%
100%
...and then participation grade for the WHOLE TRIMESTER is 73%.

We've had 2 quizzes, I got an 80% on one and a 73% on the other because I only studied half the vocab accidentally.

The rest of the grades are homework. I got 100% on all except 1, because I forgot my book at home that night, and that brought my grade down 3%. Also there's the final, which I didn't do as well on as I thought I did. I knew I wasn't going to do well, but after I had taken it I thought it went better than expected. I got a 78.7% on it. I think señor took points off for accents, but I couldn't put them in on that computer and there was no way for me to add them afterwards. I thought I was going to end the trimester with an 80%, but after señor added in the 73% for participation it brought my grade down to a 79%. That's where I'm FUCKED. Truly and sincerely fucked. If I had ended the trimester with an 80%, it would have shown up as a B- on the grade sheet, which my mom and dad wouldn't be incredibly happy with, but they'd live with it, but now they will see it as a C+ and kill me. Great. I can't wait until I'm done with that class forever at the end of this year.

Exterminate, Regenerate

Ahh that song is good.

Also, as a side note, what the fuck is my life? So many things...

Anyway, entry:

So, thanksgiving happened. Here's what was supposed to happen:

Wednesday, Jessie and I go to my mothers house, they go grocery  shopping and cook foods. Then on thursday they cook the rest of the food and we eat thanksgiving dinner! Yay!

Here's what actually happened:

Wednesday, Jessie and I wait around all day for my mom to come pick us up, to no avail. My mom gets mad at my sister for getting mad at her, and decides that we will not be going over there. So we stay at dad's. Originally dad was just going to get food from the best deli ever and we would have a nice thanksgiving with the three of us, but then we were invited to family friend's house for dinner, so we HAD to go there. I hate parties. Too many people. I was also sick when we went, so I talked EVEN LESS than I normally would. The only good part was meeting an awesome person who just got into Doctor Who. But I was still really sick the whole time and barely ate anything. The cookies I ate were awesome though. I threw them up when I got back, so that was sad. I did not get to fully digest the wonder! I wanted a small family dinner with my sister and either mom or dad, but we had to go to a party. I wasn't happy about that, but I made the best I could of the situation. Merr.

Now it's the weekend, and I'm bored. I get to launch rockets on sunday though, so that will be fun. Yay rockets!

Indescribable feeling

First, I want to share a quote that I made! I know it's a bit arrogant of me to quote myself, but I want to so here:
"Space is just beautiful. Not the space you see in photos, that's fake space. I'm talking about the space you see with your own eyes. Whether it be with a telescope, binoculars, or just plain looking up, space is just beautiful."
-  Jacob Block

Now for the entry, beginning with a Carl Sagan quote. This one isn't just amazing because it's Carl Sagan, it's a quote that comes the closest to putting that feeling I talk about later into words:


"The Cosmos is all that is, or ever was, or ever will be. Our feeblest contemplations of the Cosmos stir us — there is a tingling in the spine, a catch in the voice, a faint sensation, as if a distant memory, of falling from a great height. We know we are approaching the grandest of mysteries."
- Carl Sagan

So that quote is now my new subheader.

But it's more than that. It describes that feeling that me, and everyone else who has a strong passion for the wonderful science called astronomy, gets when they think about the vast universe we, as humans, inhabit and effect everyday. As I was outside with my telescope for the first time in about 2 months, I remembered the amazing feeling one gets when one observes space with their own eyes (+2 mirrors and a lens). The vastness of what you are observing overwhelms you and you just become filled with wonder. To think that, me, a small speck, on a small speck, in a system of small specks, orbiting a slightly bigger speck, in a system of slightly bigger specks, can observe a place where these specks are born, 15,000 lightyears away. And by moving the observing tool (the telescope) over a little bit on the sky, you can observe a WHOLE SEPARATE SYSTEM of specks, 2.5 MILLION lightyears away. That means that the light I saw from that system has been traveling for 2.5 million years. The universe is seriously THAT BIG. It's amazing, and overwhelming at times, but it fills all of us astronomers with a feeling like no other. An indescribable feeling that words do not do justice.

My theory about Clara/Oswin

I'm going to start with saying that this is a Doctor Who post, which relies on knowledge of episodes which people reading my blog will most likely have not seen yet, but I'm going to write it anyway because I want to.

So, Oswin Oswald, played by Jenna Louise-Coleman. She appeared in the Season 7 opener of Doctor Who in September. Jenna Louise-Coleman is also going to play the new companion in season 7.5 after the Ponds left. Her name is supposedly going to be Clara Oswin. The trailer for the Christmas special started with Matt Smith and Jenna Louise-Coleman having a discussion about how the character "can't be the same one because they died." I think they're lying. I think it is the same character. I think Clara becomes the Doctor's companion, and then once she stops being his companion, goes to work on the Starship Alaska, and then when it crashes into the Asylum of the Daleks and the Doctor shows up, she has to act like she doesn't know him, because she realizes that he has not met her yet and that could pollute the timestream if she tells him what's to come. Since the Doctor never sees her face at the Asylum, only hears her voice, he doesn't know what she looks like, and then when he meets her later in the Christmas special, he doesn't realize they're the same person and goes on thinking everything is new and stuff. Maybe, he would realize later that they're the same person, and who knows what could come of that.


So, that's my theory. I like it a lot, and maybe it's right. I hope it is. If she's just playing a new character I'd be sad. Oswin was a great character and I was sad that she had to be a Dalek in the end.

Worried as fuck for a friend

Okay everyone. This entry is going to be rather vague as I am about to say things I probably shouldn't say. But I need to get it out somehow, and here's the only way:

I just found out something about my best friend that I didn't know or even expect. Ever since I've been told this I have been incredibly worried about this friend. I mean like really fucking worried. I wish I could go into more detail, but it's REALLY not my place to do so. I'm sorry for this vague post, but I needed to get this out.