I Knew You Were Trouble

“Now I’m lying on the cold hard ground
Oh, oh, trouble, trouble, trouble”

-“I Knew You Were Trouble” by Taylor Swift

Had I written that song for these past few weeks, I would change the line to “Now I’m sitting in a cold hard chair.” Because THAT is how cold these classrooms are. And the mornings have been pretty cold, too, like, 60 degrees (Yes, I know that 90% of the country would be so grateful for 60 degree weather right now, but compared to the usual 80, it is COLD!).

So, trouble… Something I do my best to stay out of. But, as we all know, it has its own way of finding me. Last Tuesday it haunted me all day long. Most of my classes were in trouble. The geometry class freshman finally danced on the teacher’s last nerve. Trouble 1. In English, we had a sub who was supposed to take us to the computer lab after lunch to write our essays. On the way, my class decided to be so loud and boisterous that another teacher came out of her classroom. Trouble 2. Then, the sub decided we weren’t responsible enough to go to the lab and made us go back to the classroom and hand-write our essays. Trouble 3, 4, 5…. (And may I add, I was not the one who deserved any of it AND my essay is quite excell ent, in my opinion). The rest of last week is all a blur.

And then came the weekend. Moving into a new house isn’t the quickest task, so my weekend left me little time to study for the two tests I had today. Honestly, I think I did the best I could on my guitar test. I told myself, Strive for a B. All I want is a B. Barre chords are hard!! The geometry test the next period was, thankfully, rather easy, though looong.

And now I have another meteor hurtling towards my earth: pre-arranged absence forms. I’m going out of town this week for Christmas (can’t wait to see you, Mammy!! :D), and so I have to get the form signed by my parents at home and then ALL my teachers tomorrow morning after taking it to the office to be signed…. Good thing I won’t have to lug around Earl.

But back to speaking of my move, that meant my sister and I rode a new bus this morning. The stop is, thankfully, a lot closer to our house than the previous bus stop was. However, my memory often fails me, and to prevent myself from riding back to my old house this afternoon, I’ve got my bus number written on my hand like one of my mom’s second graders. 🙂 I’m so not missing the bus.

So, yes, I hope the rest of this week goes well, and there is no more trouble than necessary. But I can handle it, right?

And if all else fails: Nine more days til Christmas.

I knew the weeks preceding Christmas break were trouble when they walked in.

Stay strong and fearless,

Kristen

 

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Not Afraid To Fall

I accidentally wished my bus driver a happy Thanksgivingukkah.

That really happened.

This is why I’ve been asked twice if I’m Jewish.

I’m not.

I’m just…. culturally aware?

So, yeah, it’s been quite the day, as you can tell. Guess what I did in school????!!!

Squat.

First period, we had a party in Spanish class because we’d just finished a unit about food. It was nice; I didn’t have to think. Next was geometry. I’m usually prepared for class, but today of all days, I’d left my workbook at home. Panic seized my heart. But good fortune had my back. The 98% freshman and sophomores class had planned a “surprise party” and brought food. The teacher magically agreed to an impromptu party rather than the seventy problems she was about to assign. I breathed a sigh of relief. I got up to get food, sacrificing my leftover polvorones from Spanish to the party spread. The rest of the class decided that the oldest students would go first, so, as the only juniors, my sister and I were at the front of the line. I ate well this morning.

My morning at school was so much better than my morning before. It was fine, actually, until I walked out of the house. I was just heading down the driveway, bag of cookies in hand, when I slipped on some mud and the opening of”Sweeter Than Fiction” popped into my head: “Hit the ground, hit the ground, hit the ground, oh oh/ Only sound, only sound that you hear is ‘No’/You never saw it coming/Slipped when you started running/And now you’ve come undone and I, I, I, I/Seen you fall, seen you crawl on your knees, eh eh….” Because that’s what I did. I slipped and fell on my knees (But no worries! I made a quick move that enabled me to save the cookies!).

The afternoon went blessedly quickly. We had a sub in chemistry and were left to our devices to work independently. I finished my assignment relatively easily, but I needed to google a few terms. I used my assigned laptop to finish, but then I was left with empty time. So, naturally, I passed it in the most logical way: I fanfictioned 🙂 I’m almost done with the story now.

During my last period interning, I filed. I had like 20 folders spread out in the back of the classroom and a huge stack of papers in front of me. Now, you must understand, as someone who’s philosophy is “Life’s too short to be organized,” sorting and organizing isn’t exactly my idea of a good time. But I spiced up the menial task with some T.Swizzle (thank you, earbuds!). It wasn’t that bad, actually.

I spent the last few minutes of the day in a media center chair, chipping away at Maggie Stiefvater’s Shiver. It’s not as good as The Raven Boys, but her writing style is just so… how I wish I could write!

Finally, the day was over. After locating our bus (it was at the end of the line today and no one had bothered to announce it), my sister and I were on our way home.

And now it’s Fall Break (or as we called it, “Thanksgivingukkah Break”)! And it’s already as beautiful as they say school vacation is. Heffron Drive put out a new song, so my day’s been made!! It’s the little things in life, I guess 🙂

Happy Fall Break/Thanksgivingukkah!

Stay strong and fearless,

Kristen

Hard Day’s Night

Imagine this: one otherwise typical Wednesday morning, you awake from a horrific dream concerning a bus ride gone terribly wrong with the feeling that your brain has swelled inside your very head, and then the next day, after the headache has finally subsided, your stomach decides to feel as if it is eating itself inside out. That, my friends, was the reality of my week.

So, yes, pain and school are not the most enjoyable combination. “Kristen, why didn’t you just stay home, for goodness’ sake?!” This is called “stubbornness” or “determination” or, more accurately, “I don’t really know why but I hate staying home when I’m sick so I rarely do because I’d rather just tough it out then miss.” Proving to myself I can take it? The world may never truly know…

Anyways, I am fine now, thank you. Mostly, I am just glad it is Friday. It’s not been the best past two weeks. In the same fourteen days, I have not felt well as aforementioned, not done as well as I hoped on a certain few quizzes, struggled through learning to play notes on my guitar,  found out my friend is switching schools,  dragged  my heavy guitar all the way across campus when called to the office at the end of the day,  AND had to listen to Bieber in World Music. None of those have been very happy things.

Yet, I have learned in life not to let the bad stuff always drag me down. “Ain’t nobody got time for that,” after all. The good things in life still outnumber the bad by a long shot: honor roll, getting to skip class and watch a movie because of honor roll, feeling better, the rap we wrote at my Wednesday Bible study, the pep rally today that included a powder puff cheerleaders routine with a reference to the infamous Kanye West/Taylor Swift VMA incident of 2009 (“Yo Taylor, Imma let you finish, but Beyonce’ had the best video of all time!”), the INCREDIBLE writing style the author of the book I’m reading has… The list could go on and on.

So, yes, even after the most “hard day’s night,” in the end, it’s all good. Especially when it’s Friday.

“Yo reader, I’m happy for you and all, and Imma let you finish, but Friday is the best day of the week of ALL TIME!”

Stay strong and fearless,

Kristen

Can’t Think Of A Proper Title

     The last few minutes of Friday describes last week in a nutshell. I went to tutoring for the test I would be required to take this week, but I had already finished my online practice things for it a few days before. So, I got permission to go to my class. I went across the street to the elementary school. I finished the work for my teacher early and was alone in the room. Since I still had a few minutes, or so I thought, I entertained myself for a while before I left. According to the clock, I was fine.

     But the clock was wrong. I looked across the road at the high school and saw people pouring out. I fastwalked over as quickly as I could. When I finally got there, my bus was  nowhere to be found! I asked a security guard, and he pointed me towards the very back of the busline. Once I got to my bus, there was a line to get in, because we were being checked in by our substitute bus driver. I had made it just in time! 🙂

   Yesterday, Monday, test day… I had to report to a certain computer lab first thing yesterday morning for a required reading test make-up (because I didn’t take it in tenth grade). Like I expected, it was relatively easy, and I was finished before first period was even over. So, I got permission to return to my first period class, guitar. But of course, I hadn’t brought Earl that day because the test was supposed to take three hours.

     As I was walking in, I was just hoping I hadn’t missed much. But just my luck, they were talking about the test we’ll have tomorrow. Thankfully, my friends are good to me, and after he had finished talking they explained to me what they’d done. I was lent a book and a guitar, and I was able to practice. Exciting thing- one of the chords we’re learning this week is the last one I need to be able to play one of my current favorite songs- “I Want Crazy” by Hunter Hayes. 🙂

     After we cleaned up, I realized I was so hungry. I remembered my lunch plan- in my purse is a jar of Nutella and a bag of crackers. Yum… I sat by the door of the bandroom (where we are allowed to have food, away from the carpet!) and opened up my Nutella and ate my crackers. One of my friends came running over and asked if she could have some of it. She was so excited when I gave it to her that she was practically dancing. 🙂 

     I had the second half of that test today, and I am so relieved to just be able to finally wipe my hands of it. I thought I was done with tests, but just one more- PSAT next week. 😛 At least my schedule can go back to normal, though!

     I may have mentioned before that my geometry class is mostly comprised of freshman. Freshman can be really fun or really tiring. Last Friday we had a practice lockdown, and the teacher had all 25 of us hide in her large closet. To keep us quiet, she passed out lollipops. In a dark closet full of freshman eating a grape lollipop (yes, I am one of the strange people who actually like the grape ones)- definitely not how I’d expected to spend my Friday morning!

     Geometry today was insanity again. The teacher’s plans  and lesson had been erased by her computer, so she gave us a study hall day. For most people, that meant sitting on desks and talking or rolling around in the wheeled stool. But it was better than cutting and gluing for our “interactive notebooks” any day!

     But the highlight of my day is definitely having no homework (not including studying!). For me, that means I finally have time to do the things I want to do, like watch “Boy Meets World” and blog. 🙂

     Tomorrow’s a brand new day, and afterschool Bible study! Hopefully, my sister and I can find our way to the right pickup spot this time, not the middle of town or the short bus stop!

Stay strong and fearless,

Kristen

Misadventures in Irresponsibility

     This weekend was Harry Potter Weekend on ABC Family. I have been into this sort of thing since I read the books last winter. So, naturally, I spent my weekend watching Harry Potter movies, balancing that time with reading the new book I got. This, my friends, is how the dorks of this world procrastinate.

     So, 7:30 last night, I finally decided to start studying for the two tests I had today. Then I went to bed and fell asleep quickly. I had a nightmare about English class where I got in trouble for knocking out all the lights by popping a balloon. I bolted upright in bed and remembered the vocabulary assignment I had forgotten to do. So, at 4:30 AM, I was using dictionary.com to finish my homework. I was just thanking God I had remembered!! 🙂

     Two hours later, I got to wake up to the sound of Big Time Rush screaming “GET UP! GET UP! GET GET GET UP!!” (yes, they do have a song that starts like that 🙂 ), thanks to the alarm my sister had set. I much preferred it to the usual screech of the other alarm, but it still didn’t keep me from muttering, “Shut up, Logan,” in reference to the loudest member of the band on that part of the song (also happens to be my least favorite member).

     I pulled it together enough to get myself and Earl the guitar onto the bus in one piece. In guitar class, we are actually starting to learn things because our teacher is back.  I am, naturally, still the world’s worst guitar player. I barely had the D chord down before we started playing the entire progression as a class. But at least I tried, and I didn’t stop playing! The teacher commended me for that. But I think Earl tried to kill me on the bus in payment for torturing him with my  terrible playing. I almost fell off with him today!!

     Geometry is geometry. Math and I still don’t like each other. I still don’t have the fuzziest feelings for English either. The book we are reading, The Scarlet Letter, isn’t really my cup of tea. But at least I was able to get some of my obscene amount of homework done during lunch!

     And back to the responsibility thing… I should be working on geometry homework right now. I just got a little distracted by the announcement I found via Twitter about the new book being released by none other then Demi Lovato! Totally the best part of my Monday 🙂

     Now, I need to stop being irresponsible, especially because I have a paper on responsibility due in a few weeks!

Stay strong and fearless,

Kristen

My New Friend

     “I’ve been a lot of lonely places, I’ve never been on the outside.”

                -“The Outside” by Taylor Swift

    

 

     That quote played in my head today. Being in a new school, you don’t have many friends at first. This realization hit me yesterday. You don’t just walk in and automatically have new best friends the very first few days. It takes time. It’s hard, but it takes time. I think I’m going to check out some clubs when sign-ups start in a few weeks.

     But, I do have one new friend! We rode the bus together and had first period together. His name is Earl. Earl is my guitar 🙂 This was the first day he came to school with me. I got to carry him a block to the bus stop and onto the bus. We only got stuck coming off the bus, stalling everyone else. He’s very heavy. I had to then take him all the way across campus through like three buildings to get to the classroom. In class, we really only learned how to hold the guitar, and the rest was just kind of… awkwardly quiet. But I think it will get better. I’ll learn how to actually play soon, and then I’ll have a real hobby!!

     After guitar was geometry. I finally got the whole A day lunch thing sorted out- I don’t leave halfway through geometry and miss my study hall, but I have English right after. Then halfway through English is lunch. We didn’t do any more gluing today in geometry, but we’re learning how to draw these things called nets. It seems pretty easy to me, considering it’s the kind of thing I tried to draw as a kid so I could make paper boxes ( don’t ask me why, but I found it fascinating).

     English is probably the most… interesting class. When I first met the teacher during open house, I expected he would be like Mr. Feeny from “Boy Meets World,” my all-time favorite ’90’s show. However, he turned out to be more like a young man in an old man’s body. He loves puns. Today he also made blonde jokes and Chuck Norris jokes. He also loves youtube videos (he said today, “I love youtube. It lectures for me so I don’t have to work.). But before we watched the William Bradford videos, he showed the Geico commercial about the camel on “hump day.” He promised we’d see it probably every Wednesday 🙂

      By last period, I was so ready to go home. At the end, when I was getting Earl out of the band room closet, the teacher almost shut the door on me accidentally. After school, I got to lug Earl and my heavy backpack (which has my very thick geometry book in it today) back onto the bus in the rain and then the block home. It was an adventure… I’m currently sitting with my piggy massage pillow behind my back 🙂

      There will be good days, and there will be bad days. But in the end, looking back, I’ll remember the good more. Hopefully I’ll find everything I’m looking for soon enough. For now, one day at a time…

Stay strong and fearless,

Kristen

The Day I Had Two Lunches

     So, today was the first day of my junior year and my first day of starting public high school. I’ve been going to private school since the third grade, and my family moved last year. So, this year, my twin sister and I decided to try something different. Little did we know just what we were getting into….

     I rode the bus for the first time. I felt like a warrior going into battle. I was strong and fearless and nothing could stop me from having the best day of my life! We had started out the morning right by praying out loud at the bus stop. Surely, this “big yellow limousine,” as I called it in reference to a “The Suite Life of Zack and Cody” quote, was taking me to my next greatest adventure! I was ready for anything!

     The first two periods went rather well. I started out with guitar, something I’ve been wanting to learn for years. You can imagine how excited I am that our “homework” assignment is to research the guitarist from one of our favorite songs. Naturally, I knew instantly who I was going to pick (Dustin Belt of Heffron Drive, if you wanted to know).

     Then came geometry. Anyone who knows me well enough knows that any kind of mathematics and I are sworn enemies. I do fine in the class, I just don’t particularly enjoy it. The class is supposed to have 45 instructional minutes and 25 study hall minutes. There’s a random bell that rings halfway through. So, geometry went alright, and my sister and I headed to our lunch period.

     As I sat trying to eat my lunch at 11:00 AM, I thought, “This is too early! I’m not hungry. I wish my lunch could be later!” I should have kept my big mouth shut, because I got my wish. After lunch I headed to English class. I got lost along the way and had to retrace, making me what I thought was only a few minutes late. I caught up quickly and paid attention.

     But then the bell rang 15 minutes later. I was so confused… I headed out to the main area, where I ran into the junior class’s counselor, and she helped me understand my wacky schedule. Turns out, that random bell that rang halfway through geometry was the bell signaling for people like me to get to English class! I had missed half of English at the first lunch, and the second half was after the second lunch. Does that make as little sense as it makes to me????

     So after my second lunch (where I finished the lunch I was not hungry enough to eat at 11), I went back to English class and was NOT late this time because I went early and waited outside the right classroom (err, actually I was a few doors too far down).

     The class went on fine, and last period (World Music)  was the most normal part of my day, except for a new favorite quote I have from my teacher. This class is in the band room, which has a huge carpeted area that stains easily. This is a pet peeve of the custodians, due to a long three-year-old Gatorade stain through one side of the room. The teacher told us,” You are not allowed to have any food or drinks in the carpeted area except water, and candy. I like candy. Bring enough to share.”

     The bus ride home was blessedly uneventful.

     So, there you have it- the day I had two lunches. Hopefully it won’t happen again tomorrow, because the B-Day schedule is entirely different (except geometry is in the same period- wish me luck with that halfway bell!).

     Living the events of this day was pretty overwhelming, but looking back, it’s rather funny. I know God goes before me, and He’s writing a story, and it’s going to be beautiful. I’m meeting the real world, one very crazy day at a time. I wouldn’t have it any other way.

Stay strong and fearless,

Kristen