I am sorry to disappoint all of you but I am now using FaceBook for all my blogs, so please follow me under my name "Shannon Grant". You can still read up on some cute, quirky tales there. This will now be more of a place for me to publish my works. I'm sorry for any inconveniences!
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As much as I hate to stress out over minuscule things-- and BELIEVE ME I DO-- I have been. As a senior, so far I have been assigned 7 different assignments that are all due by either the end of the week, the beginning of next week, the end of next week, before my exams, or on the day of my exams. I am trying really hard to get organized but it's not easy considering the fact that most of my binders are busted or won't completely clasp around my papers. I'm thinking of ways to execute these all but it's not easy. I should have time this weekend in between shifts or on my days off this week from work.
In other news related to my senior stress, my school just recently had an award nights for seniors and I got acknowledged by my ESE teacher for being a student aide. I was very thankful for my certificate. This morning, I ran up and gave her a hug. I felt so elated from all of the pride my family and best friend gave me. Okay, so right now, I am scurrying to do these really cute political cartoons to amuse my Government teacher. I am doing a great job so far, but with some of the terms and their descriptions for the sections, they are just so generic and bland, how am I supposed to make this work? For an example, I had to do implied powers of the constitution. There were so many words to the comic, which is okay, it's just really hard to try to convey a term with a description in such a short amount of time. I hope I will be able to get it done. I think I am overthinking this. I tend to overthink things so much that my head practically throbs and I cannot breathe. When I am done and I get these graded, I will post them because I'm proud of them. They're cute and humorous. I'm not going to give anything away just yet, but look next week and they should be in my WORKS OF LITERATURE tab. =)
OR IS THE WORLD BECOMING MORE UNBEARABLE BY THE SECOND?
I know, that's a really harsh accusation, but my classes seem to be getting more and more irritating. Maybe it's because I'm feeling really sick. I would pay anything to be able to tune out other people and their useless conversations I could give two shits about. I feel angry and frustrated. When people try to talk to me, I feel like I'm being tested on my irritability levels. It's nothing against those I consider my acquaintances-- but jeez people, learn how to pick up on my vibes. It's not that hard to interpret the way I feel towards you. If I don't start a conversation, then I don't care about what you have to say. If I ever do possibly start a conversation with someone, I either genuinely care about their well-being or I am nervous to the point I fear I will spontaneously combust into flames and I need to distract myself with something else. I'm reading this over and thinking it's no wonder people don't talk to me... or sit with me... like EVER. I'm sorry if I bother the piss out of people for telling the motherfucking truth. Sorry guys, just I feel like shit when I'm sick, so I am hanging from sanity from a metaphorical thread. Hopefully I will feel better soon and... Yeah-- I'll feel better soon. I'm not going to lie, being a senior sucks ass most of the time. You always feel this bizarre compulsion to fit in and complete your classes. Sure, I push down any urges and shut people out every chance I get when it comes to "fitting in", but it is a very challenging thing to do. Who would have ever thought being a Senior in high school would be hard? Not me, that's who. I have what my English teacher refers to as "helicopter parents"-- a mother and/or father that have made it an obligation to invade my personal privacy whether they notice it or not. I can handle my grades myself but they do not believe I ever can. I have been accepted to FGCU after all... What more could they ask for?
My sincerest apologies to you guys for not keeping up with my posts. About two weeks ago, my sister had surgery on her arm. I have been supporting her and getting caught up on other things such as schoolwork and my job-- along with video games and drawing, I am so not denying that. Since it is my spring break right now, I have more time to blog! I'll try to keep up my diligence.
Over the time since I had composed my last blog, I have become obsessed with "Invader Zim". So, I created this little cartoon for your guys' enjoyment. For the last three weeks, my sister has asked for my family to take us to our local park so she can ride her bike around. SUGAR HONEY ICED TEA SHE IS STRONG! I would have not ever thought that walking around in the Florida heat could be so enjoyable with my family. Sure, they annoy the crap out of me from time to time, but that is just how my family is. I am having a really nice time doing this, and I hope this will become a regular thing. I am going to go have lunch with them. See you later guys! I'm thinking of posting my favorite couples next. Cheesy, I know, but I think these couples deserve recognition. :3 Have an awesome day! Love, Shannoon5 Remember: there is nobody else like you. =) Hi guys! I'm sorry I did not post the letter I wrote to my dead friend two days ago. Yesterday was my sister's birthday and we were partying it up! Now I will post the letter I wrote to my dead friend. Check out (MY) WORKS OF LITERATURE for my newest post and read how beautiful the letter to my friend is; it includes a metaphor of how I saw her change over time. If you have ever lost a friend or classmate to suicide, I am sorry you have endured in the suffrage. They are not in pain any longer and can finally rest. Maybe the letter I wrote to my deceased friend, Katie, can inspire you to see their life in a different light.
You may be thinking that this is going to be a spiritual post but it is not. I lost a friend in early January of last year because she committed suicide. I have many mixed thoughts about this and could not concentrate on Monday in my fourth period class. We had a substitute teacher who was showing us a documentary on World War Two. Even though she's no longer a part of my life, I wrote a letter I can never send to my dead friend, Katelyn "Katie" Fordyce. I will post the letter tonight on (MY) WORKS OF LITERATURE page to the left, under the heading, "THERE-IS-NOBODY-ELSE-LIKE-YOU.WEEBLY.COM". I am going to post it as a work because of (what I think is) its metaphor through the time I knew her. Katie was loved... but she never saw that-- no matter how many times I told and helped her; at least she is no longer suffering.
Hi guys! Long time, no see! I'm sorry I have not posted anything in a few weeks. I'm back now! In (MY) WORKS OF LITERATURE tab to your left, I have posted a new piece. Check it out readers!
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