e-mails, ah yes.

     So I sent an email to my Aunt & Uncle who live in Nevada.  They're the ones who payed for Eleanor, my laptop.  They are also the ones in indubitably payed for more than half of my current college funds, which stands at a mere €11100 or, in my case, a little over $15k. And so I "shot" them an email, as we Mainers say in our grossly bodies and our revolting excuse for what I like to call, proper "decent hygiene". Not that it goes that way for every Mainer, just a majority of the generations found afore mine.
     My Aunt swore herself if I did not show my efforts, she would personally fly back out here and kick my ass. Or otherwise said "Jag ska spöa dig." Right. So to show her my efforts, I sent her an email that read this;

Hello Aunt Sharon & Uncle Rob!

I received your calls, but I'm afraid I'm just now having the time to reply to you, even if it isn't over the phone. Just thought I'd give you a heads up on my current grades? I thought you'd appreciate the update.

These are my current grades:

Latin II - 93

Biology - 100

Honors English - 87

Honors US History - 90

Geometry - 90

Health - 81

Now my English is on the lower side because Mr. Ryan has not updated my grades. So, there are only 3 grades balancing out my final one as of now. For my summer homework in his class I received an 89. For participation in his class I have a 95, and for the first quiz I got an 82. I get the feeling a lot of people failed that, though. Anything lower than a 75 is not passing. I then gave myself a pat on the back.

     Well, I feel I've done fairly well for the first month of school. I assure you it will continue.

Hope you & the puppies are doing well!

Eva

PS - I don't talk on the phone much...I'm one of those people who need to plan out what they'll say before talking to someone!

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     Aside from that venture, I've come to the decision that I won't be posting everything you see on the sidebar for post schedules. Or at least, not ritualistically. I've got my own mind and my own matters. I will attempt to keep to it, but being a Sophomore in high school and all: it's nearly impossible (and simply improbable).

     I have an American History essay due today, oh bother. But I digress. Today is the day the majority of my school rushes out of the front doors to go to the local September fair, always the last week of September. I honestly could not tell as to why hundreds of teenagers just love to "indulge" themselves in the greasy& fatty foods, smell cows and horses throughout the entire fairgrounds, go on mechanical monster pollutant makers called "rides" and then proceed to vomit up the greasy & fatty foods they so "indulge" themselves in. It's sickening, really. & I'm not just saying that because I'm somewhat anti social or religiously and psychologically removed. I'm saying that because it's the truth. & the truth is sometimes absolutely volatile.

     Video Production is the easiest credit to obtain. I've had an extra study hall for the past week. It's disgusting. It's absolutely disgusting. That's also something new I've picked up: the word "disgusting". I say it much too much. Oh well, I'll break the habit in a few days or so.
      Anyway, I've still been feeling a bit down. Tired, really. Tiredness results in crankiness. I have also refused for the creepy cameraman to take a part of my soul. I dread picture day.

Angus & Julia Stone - Black Crow by nettwerkmusicgroup