I’m Stressing Out! Wooshaa
Cary:
I was on the front seat of the bus hearing my iPod. Beside me was all my bags, a whole lot of them trust me. When the bus stopped by my house I naturally took of my seat belt and opened the door. Unfortunately I didn’t notice my bags were leaning on the door so they fell on the street. While they were falling I tried to catch them but didn’t really work because I actually fell too. As I fell I felt my knees touching the rough concrete and my arms waving trying to find something to hold on to. It was then I felt a breeze on my butt. I felt my face burning, I looked back and saw my skirt all the way up my waist. I could see all the Koreans in the bus staring at me as if I was a jerk. I may look like one sometimes but that don’t mean I am one. I got up and walked calmly to the front door pretending nothing happened.
After eating something and watching some TV I rushed to my computer to start my science notes and go in msn to chat. I pressed the on button, I noticed it wouldn’t turn on. I got so stressed I started pressing it a billion times. It was then I had the idea of using my mom’s computer, right next to mine. And now here I am, using the slowest and oldest computer in the world’s history. It takes 5 min to open the internet page. Common! I feel like I’m living in the middle ages. I type and after 3 seconds the letters appears on the screen. This is so depressing. But at least THIS computer turns on. The opposite of my computer… So analyzing the situation, I’m not so good in the picture… After showing my mini shorts to the Koreans in my bus I need to use a cave man computer. I hope tomorrow MY computer will be in a better mood and decide to turn on.
Just Venting
Sofy:
I need to talk to someone, but I’m all alone in the house with my older brother that is sleeping (and not doing his homework, like he should be. Not that I would talk to him about anything.) and my little brother, who locked himself in his room and is mad at me because I told him that if he didn’t take a shower he would be dirty. I don’t know why he’s mad at me about that, it’s true. My mom is out somewhere and my dad is at work. So I am basically alone. And there are weird noises outside. And it’s night. I’m scared. And lonely.
I have this History presentation due tomorrow. I’m really nervous. A bunch of other people get to do it in pairs, or groups of three, but I have to do it alone. All alone. Do you know what that means? That I have to go up in front of the whole class and talk about a country I know absolutely nothing about. And I have to do this by myself.
I don’t know why my teacher chose me to work alone. Does she like to see me suffer? Or did she find out that I’m terrified of presentations? (I’m terrified of presentations. My hands are sweaty and shaky just thinking about it.) Maybe she just thinks that I’m so much superior than the rest of my class (Which I am, by the way. At least in History) that I wouldn’t work well with any of them.
That’s probably not true, though. I’m pretty sure she knows I don’t like giving presentations. I think I give too many hints. Because whenever we have a project, even a small one, like writing a paragraph, I immediately panic and start asking if we’re gonna have to read it out loud.
And this isn’t just a little fear. Last time I had to go up in front of the class and present, (also for History, it was this presentation on copper. I was SO boring. What is there to write about copper anyway? All we need to know is that it’s some sort of metal) my legs were shaky and I nearly collapsed up there. I’m serious. I could feel them shaking really hard, and then I was more embarassed because I was afraid people would notice. And my voice was weird and raspy, and I kept having to swallow in the middle of the words and I swear I sounded like I was choking. My heart was beating really fast, and I kept having to rub my hands on my jeans because they were so sweaty.
What if tomorrow my CD isn’t working and I can’t present, and my teacher thinks I did it on purpose and hates me forever because she thinks I slack off? (Well, I wouldn’t mind not having to present, but I really like this teacher) Maybe I can convince my parents to let me stay home, then I can call the school and pretend that I’m my mom and say that I fell off a building or that I was wearing my swimming gear out on the rain and I got pneumonia! I think that would work, except that I don’t live in a building so I have no building to fall off from, and it’s not raining today. And I wouldn’t be wearing swimming gear out in the rain unless I’m actually trying to get sick (which is most of the time).
Maybe I can just be boring and tell them I have a cold. That is, if my parents let me stay home. Which probably won’t happen.
Oh yeah, and I just read our first post, and I decided that when I said that I’m the drunk one, it sounded weird. So I’m going to explain. I’m not really drunk. I have never gotten drunk. I swear to god, my friends are LYING when they say this. My friends say that because of ONE night that we all went to Alvy’s sister’s party. She’s ten years old. We did not have more than half a plastic cup of that really sweet sort of wine (I love that stuff. Don’t get the wrong idea. It’s just really good.) And we had to share that half a cup. That is not enough to get drunk. It is only enough to make ME a little hyper. And since I’m always hyper, getting a little more hyper is not good. And that is why I have a reputation as drunk. And that is also why people should not give me ALCOHOL.
PS- To my friends, if I don’t go to school tomorrow, it’s probably because I’m dead and the weird noises outside are a serial killer trying to get inside.
Life Can Get Frustrating… And WILL!
Alvy:
Here I am, watching Scrubs, and bearing with the TV show, since I’m anxiously waiting for “The Simple Life” to start, well, some time before, about 2 or 3 hours, I had to do my science notes, on reproduction (And Wow, that unit is WEIRD) and I took that whole lot of time, and maybe that’s because I stayed until 5:00 at school (In which by the way, I only stay from 8:15 am to 3:15 pm) and had guitar lessons, which aren’t bad at all, and later on, HAD to do the notes! (At least that time isn’t compared to the time that I stayed reading “Where The Red Fern Grows” right Ms.Coggio?) Well, changing the subject, I’ve been pretty worried these past days, since my cat mysteriously dissapeared, I dunno if that’s because he’s independant and wants to spend some “Prince time” (By the way, his name is Prince) or if he was kidnapped (I’m wishing that the first choice is the true one) I just hope he comes back, I miss his soft white fur, his little persian attitude, his bright blue eyes, and his little tail moving about when he got worried, or insecure about something… Another thing is, since I’m catholic, I spent the afternoon and night praying for him, and made a promise: “I will not listen to my iPod for 3 days straight!” and that’s what I did, starting tuesday, this is my second iPod free day, so I just hope I can survive, I’ll do anything for my cat… And Sofy even decided she will help me and not listen to her iPod also. I became so happy by listening to that… I understand that Cary’s energy is immediatly drained after she puts down her iPod, so I don’t expect that from her.
I just can’t help thinking that if Carrie Bradshaw felt something for her first writing piece, then it must feel how I feel now, like a true writer… (But in my case, a BLOG writer) And by the way, I forgot to mention: Sex and the City is one of my favorite TV series. Well, just hope I find my cat…
Intro
Hey. We’re Sofy, Alvy and Cary.
We were asked to talk about our great English teacher that also has a blog. Her name is Gina Coggio and she is really convinced that she’s the best. (Which she is, actually…) So if you want to check out her awesome blog, she will be more than grateful. The address is www.ginacoggio.wordpress.com. I guess that’s enough talking about her. Now lets talk about ourselves.
I’m Alvy (actually, Alvaro) I’m in love with a great woman, Christina Aguilera, the diva of my life. Cary, Sofy and Aly (Alice) are my best friends. My favorite series include: The Simple Life, Will and Grace, FRIENDS, Buffy, and The Grudge is my favorite movie. I think that list proves my excellent sense of taste.
Cary here! I’m the one obsessed with Finding Nemo. Dory specially. I’m the musician, I play bass and guitar and I have a band! But who cares… only I do. A charming guy I love is David Desrosiers, the bass player from Simple Plan. Don’t judge (Ms.Coggio’s frase).
Hi! I’m Sofy. I’m the drunk one. (At least that’s what my friends say). I love CSI. It’s the best show ever. You should watch it. (Whoever ‘you’ is). I also like FRIENDS and Sex and the City. But CSI is my favorite. When I grow up, I’m gonna be a famous writer. My teacher said so. So in about fifteen years, look me up because I’ll be famous. Well actually, if I’m famous, you won’t need to look me up. Just read my books. I didn’t want to be the last one to introduce myself, but then I decided that maybe if I write last, people with short-term memory will remember me and not Alvy and Cary. And a lot of people have short-term memory. I think so. I hope I’m right. And I hope that a lot of people with short-term memory are reading this.
