Graduation

With graduation only a few months away, I've been focusing on whats coming next. Mainly jobs, working long hours and going to school. Our assignment to write a graduation speech has been a difficult one, I don't have many personal experiences with how great high school is, and I don't understand how its supposed to be the best time of my life. I wrote somewhat of a general speech, nothing personal and keeping it focused on the entire class. I decided for this entry I'm going to post my speech.

Well, its been an interesting four years here at AACT. We all got the high school experience, drama, stress, more drama. But we all seem to have pulled through alright. When you look back, its crazy how far we've come. From being nervous little freshmen, to arrogant little sophomores, bored juniors, and now we're seniors focusing on the future. We all came to this school for several reasons, the main one being securing our future and standing out among Washoe county's other high schoolers, or maybe it was avoiding those other high schoolers, or maybe it was just being different. 

It seems that soon after we started attending AACT, other schools took notice of what we were doing. Many of washoe’s schools have followed in suit, we led the surge of “signature programs” and have set the bar high for the others who want to be us. Sure the seniors from last year had somewhat of an impact, but this speech is about us, so I’m only talking about this class. We’ve made it through everything, even the world “ending” back in 2012. That just proves this class is unstoppable, not even the apocalypse can hold us back. If you can imagine what you were thinking four years ago, it probably wasn’t “these four years are going to go by quick,” it was more along the lines of “Four more years of school, this is going to be awful.” But looking back, it hasn’t been so bad. We came here as emotionally unstable pre-teens, and now we’re adults, kind of. Now we get to walk across that stage and be handed our “display diplomas” with smiles, or tears, whichever display of happiness you prefer, and “come of age” so to speak. 

Been awhile

Its been so long since I've logged into this thing I thought for sure if I had to put in a password it would've been long gone from my memory. But luckily Google likes to save my information and saved me the trouble of remembering it. Although, now I have to finish my blogs, no easy task with the way my brain functions. With this assignment, I have to think about what I'm going to say. I put entirely too much thought into how I'm going to word each entry, and it takes way too much time to do. Sure, I can write something in a few minutes about how my day is going, or how my day went a couple days ago, but I don't. I use this assignment as a time to complain about this assignment. I don't enjoy being forced to write for a grade, nor do I enjoy writing for someone else's approval. I guess I can limit the amount of blogs I do only for complaining to this one and do the others on different subjects. I only have a few more to do, and I only have a few more months of high school. Its a great feeling knowing that its almost over, and I can start my life.

Thanksgiving

Thanksgiving, the holiday dedicated to tolerating family time and eating until you explode into tiny bits of true American. I don't have to tolerate family time today though. My real family is across town, and everyone here is asleep. I'm spending my holiday playing Dead Space and being angry that my car is still being worked on. I don't remember Thanksgiving last year, but I'm sure it was the same as this one, maybe more people came over for dinner. We usually have a ton of people come over and this year there's only three of us. For some reason we're eating dinner for lunch, there must have been a time change or something while I was asleep, I'm not used to eating "dinner" at three in the afternoon. It seems like its going to be a quiet day, I like that. I think I'll spend my day killing Necromorphs and fattening myself up so I feel like a true American, guns and turkey, 'merica.

Hamlet

I was doing some research on speech memorization and according to some people, typing out the speech will help. So instead of typing some stupid blog entry, I'm thinking about typing Hamlet's speech that I need to have memorized. I have most of it down, just not enough of it. It should be interesting to see if I can pull it off in front of the class. I've never had to memorize a speech before, seeings as I skipped the one in freshmen year. So I'm going to type the speech and hope it helps me out.

How all occasions do inform against me, And spur my dull revenge! What is a man,If his chief good and market of his time Be but to sleep and feed? a beast, no more.Sure, he that made us with such large discourse, Looking before and after, gave us not  That capability and god-like reason To fust in us unused. Now, whether it be Bestial oblivion, or some craven scrupleOf thinking too precisely on the event,A thought which, quarter'd, hath but one part wisdom And ever three parts coward, I do not know Why yet I live to say 'This thing' s to do;'Sith I have cause and will and strength and means To do't. Examples gross as earth exhort me: Witness this army of such mass and charge Led by a delicate and tender prince, Whose spirit with divine ambition puff'd
Makes mouths at the invisible event,
Exposing what is mortal and unsure
To all that fortune, death and danger dare,
Even for an egg-shell. Rightly to be great
Is not to stir without great argument,
But greatly to find quarrel in a straw
When honour's at the stake. How stand I then,
That have a father kill'd, a mother stain'd,
Excitements of my reason and my blood,
And let all sleep? while, to my shame, I see
The imminent death of twenty thousand men,
That, for a fantasy and trick of fame,
Go to their graves like beds, fight for a plot
Whereon the numbers cannot try the cause,
Which is not tomb enough and continent
To hide the slain? O, from this time forth,
My thoughts be bloody, or be nothing worth!

Blah Blah Blah Got a Letter

I got a letter from my bank today, a letter wishing me a happy 18th birthday. I thought I was bad with birthdays, they can't even get the month right. I should send a letter back saying "Congratulations, you're adopted!" That actually sounds like a bad idea now that I've typed it out. There must be some kind of law against that. I just looked at the envelope and the letter came from Michigan, they must already be in December or something. But its the thought that counts, not in Hamlet's opinion but in everyone else's. But Hamlet is dead, so he can't yell at people for not taking action or talk to himself about suicide. Because I'm almost positive he would get his knickers in a twist about my bank sending me a letter. Hamlet and I are pretty close. Like always this blog has been completely pointless and a waste of time. Finding anything important to say is becoming extremely difficult anymore. I haven't looked at any of the other blogs but I'm pretty sure they all sound like this, completely stupid. They probably don't complain as much as me but whatever, I can complain if I want to, and I definitely want to complain. Complaining is the only thing I'm good at. So get used to it "O Grade Giver," there's a lot more complaining where this came from.

I Don't Like Desks

I've been slacking on the blog thing. I keep forgetting that I'm expected to write something every time I have English. I'm pretty sure I'm supposed to have like 18 posts or some number close to that, I think I have 10. 10 posts is pretty close in my humble opinion. I have to work on that Hamlet packet thing as well, I would be if I stopped getting distracted by everything. For example, I'm watching South Park right now and can barely focus on typing this. I need a soda or something, or ADHD medication to make me focus. I never have anything to write about on this thing, I could write about Hamlet and how I have to memorize a speech, but that's boring. I could talk about Halloween but that's boring too, all I'm doing is going to Renown for a couple hours. Renown is fun though, especially the ER, when they get trauma patients is the best part. Its crazy how calm everything gets right before a patient gets wheeled into the trauma room. All of the physicians joke around and get things ready, and as soon as the patient comes in it gets serious. It turns into a type of controlled chaos. I definitely like that type of work environment, way better than sitting at a desk all day.

Fall

Fall is such a nice season. A chill takes over the air, the leaves change, people dress up in costumes and pass out candy that may or may not contain razor blades or poison. Fall is one interesting season to say the least. I wonder when it became socially acceptable to dress up as horrific creatures and as other horrificly under dressed people. Its nice to wake up to weather that isn't too cold, and enjoy a day thats not ridiculously hot. This season is my favorite, and Halloween is my favorite holiday. Its terrible once Fall is over and is replaced by a dreadfully cold Winter. But oh well, I'll live with it until I find a place that is stuck in Fall.