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  <title>Ahhhhhit&apos;smylife.</title>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 28 Aug 2008 02:23:13 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Senior year has officially begun.</title>
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  <description>&lt;p&gt;It was the first day of school today. Everything went generally well. I have friends in all my classes and I have Mrs. Webb, my best teacher-friend, for my Law class. I&apos;ll be her page on my free period.&amp;nbsp;The only thing I don&apos;t like about most of my classes are the sizes. There are SO many people in all of my classes except cartooning. The Law class size is bearable. There aren&apos;t too many people in it and I&apos;m the teacher&apos;s favorite so I get special attention. But the other classes are dreadful. I have roughly 30 people in each class on average. I don&apos;t like big classes. There are too many people and it&apos;s often hard to hear the teacher talking. Damn you, Streamwood. My Environmental Science class is one of the classes I&apos;ve been most looking forward to, but it&apos;s turned out to be a big disappointment. One of my ex boyfriends that hates me is in there, along with his best friend that also hates me. Also, the teacher is having a hard time gaining my approval because he comes off as a reserved know-it-all who isn&apos;t enthusiastic about teaching whatsoever. I&apos;m going to do my best to warm up to him and have him do the same to me. Environmental Science is one of those topics I&apos;d like to learn a lot more about. Senior year is going to be a tough one for me, and I plan on doing my absolute best. Although, I must admit&amp;nbsp;I&apos;m not to fond of my Pre-calc/Trig. class. The teacher is cool, but I&apos;ve never ever been enthusiastic for math. Especially math that has to do with shapes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, enough boring school talk. I have once again revived my search for a job. All of them were taken over summer, but now since most employees have gone back to college, new&amp;nbsp;job opportunities have been created for me. So far I&apos;ve gotten one application at Petland. I&apos;ll either apply for kennel technician, where I work behind the scenes caring for the puppies, or a pet counselor, where I work minimum wage + commission selling pets to people. I&apos;ll apply for each and they can just pick whichever I&apos;d be more qualified for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need a new userpic. My current one is outdated. I have since chopped my hair off and gotten my braces removed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is anyone a Philippa Gregory fan? She&apos;s the author of &amp;quot;The Other Boleyn Girl.&amp;quot; I became addicted to her novels after I read that book. Right now, I&apos;m reading &amp;quot;The Constant Princess.&amp;quot; It&apos;s about King Henry VIII&apos;s first wife, Catherine of Aragon. I&apos;ve discovered that I love historical novels. If anyone has any good historical novels they&apos;d like to recommend, please do. I love any history, really, but I have a special place in my heart for European history.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mmk I&apos;m done now.&lt;/p&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 27 Aug 2008 00:00:29 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>*crickets chirp*</title>
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  <description>&amp;nbsp;School starts tomorrow, which means I&apos;m back! Summer will soon be officially over for me. I didn&apos;t plan to ditch my LJ like I did a few months ago. Oops. Looks like I&apos;ve lost a few friends. I have no clue if I&apos;ll forget about this thing again. Probably not, but we&apos;ll just have to wait and see. I&apos;m sorry for just leaving unexpectedly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don&apos;t have much to say in this entry other than: &quot;I&apos;m back. Yay.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do, however, have new Versace glasses and I&apos;m most pleased with them. Okay. That&apos;s all I&apos;ll be posting now. I&apos;m going to go play the Sims 2 for a couple of hours before I have to go to sleep now.</description>
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  <pubDate>Fri, 16 May 2008 01:22:34 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Food is good.</title>
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&amp;nbsp;Three dishes I could live on forever? Let&apos;s see...&lt;br /&gt;Spaghettios.&lt;br /&gt;Chipotle vegetarian burritos.&lt;br /&gt;Golabki. It&apos;s a Polish dish. It&apos;s rice and sausage wrapped up in a cabbage leaf and covered in either a tomato or mushroom sauce. It tastes better than it sounds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I&apos;m thinking about reading soon. I was never much of a reader, but for some reason, I&apos;ve been craving a book to read. Any suggestions? I&apos;m looking for something along the lines of a teen/young adult book. If you have any good book titles or authors, please comment away! Also, what are the benefits of reading books? I know it sounds like a silly question, but I&apos;d like to get some opinions. Teachers say it helps increase vocabulary, but is it really true? Hm? HMM? I&apos;d like to fill up my brain a little more. =p</description>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 12 May 2008 00:56:56 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Libraries are obsolete. The internet&apos;s where it&apos;s at.</title>
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  <description>&amp;nbsp;My, my, my. I&apos;ve been neglecting my litle Livejournal, now haven&apos;t I? I&apos;ve been busy with... Actually, I&apos;m not too sure what I&apos;ve been busy with. I suppose it&apos;s been this English project. Or maybe my continuous job searching. I have so many things I want to buy and SO little money. I&apos;m beginning to think I should&apos;ve taken that Yankee Candle job I ranted about in a previous entry. Sigh. I don&apos;t know what I&apos;m going to do now. All those applications I turned in just went to waste. Bah, employers suck. ._.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uhm, I still hate my English teacher. This stupid project is pissing me off more and more every time I think about it. We picked school uniforms as our topic to research (well, &lt;em&gt;I&lt;/em&gt; didn&apos;t, my partners did) and we need like 3448908 book sources, and the wonderful thing is that the public library is closing until June tomorrow and my school library doesn&apos;t seem to have anything. I suppose I&apos;ll just rely on my handy-dandy internet and make up book titles, publication companies, and authors.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SDFGJHKJHKL. Great. I lost my internet sources. That&apos;s just perfect. I need to find my websites AGAIN. Oh boy, I promise I&apos;ll post a happy entry later in the week. Promise. =x</description>
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  <pubDate>Sun, 04 May 2008 01:08:36 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Ohmygod, shoes.</title>
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  <description>I need new shoes. Ones that I can move around in. Converse or Vans would be nice, but it doesn&apos;t really matter, as long as they&apos;re comfy and nice-looking. No heels or flipflops/sandals please. Any ideas?</description>
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  <pubDate>Sat, 26 Apr 2008 17:13:24 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>It&apos;s over, it&apos;s over!</title>
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  <description>&amp;nbsp;Okay, so ACTs are over. I&apos;m feeling much better now. Great, actually. Thank you to everyone who commented on my earlier entry and tried to comfort me. I was too stressed to really reply to anyone&apos;s comments, although there may have been a select few that I decided to comment back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One thing I wanted to post before: I had my first job interview. Ever. Now you know how I&apos;ve been looking for a job? Well, it turns out that one of the places I applied to, Yankee Candle, decided to call me. If only I knew what I was in for. I dressed very nicely for the interview. I was prepared to answer any question they could throw my way. When I got there, the manager seemed nice, and we went into her office. My goodness, her office was a complete mess. It was small, cluttered, and smelled bad. She ended up only asking me three questions, none of which had to do with working there, other than &quot;Why do you want to work here?&quot; The others were, &quot;What grade are you in?&quot; and &quot;What&apos;s your favorite subject?&quot;. Then she pulled out some kind of test thing that measured my information-reading and problem-solving abilities. It took her 15 minutes to find me a pencil from her messy desk. The test had 60-70 questions on it, so she just told me to stay in her office and finish it while she went into the store to help some customers. I finished, and when I went into the store to find her, the employee told me that the manager went out to lunch. Wtf? She&apos;s not supposed to leave. I wasn&apos;t done with the interview. I still had a couple of questions to ask her. The interview totally changed my mind about wanting to work there. They called me back yesterday and left a message. I suppose they&apos;d still like to hire me. I don&apos;t know whether to take the job or not. The manager said I&apos;d have to pester people and ask them to try new fragrances. I can&apos;t leave them alone until they say &apos;no&apos; at least three times. I still need to think about it. IKEA also emailed me and told me they were interested in my application, and they told me to email them back. I also applied at two other places. Yay for potential jobs!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ram taught me how to play poker about a day ago, and I&apos;ve been hooked on it ever since. I&apos;m off to play some online Texas Hold &apos;Em now. I feel that I&apos;m going to have a gambling problem if I ever go to a casino when I&apos;m older. I mean, I already have trouble at those arcades where you cash in tickets for prizes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to see my ACT scores. Nowwww.</description>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 21 Apr 2008 23:53:00 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Robbing banks.</title>
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  <description>&amp;nbsp;Gah, can someone just shoot me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was awful. It was &quot;bubble&quot; day for the ACTs, meaning we had to sit in a room for 90 minutes to bubble in all our information and stuff for the test. Our high school transcripts were in&amp;nbsp;our booklets. Oh, how I wish they hadn&apos;t been. My transcript ruined my whole day. My GPA is about a 3.1. Wtf? 3.1?! My God, and if that wasn&apos;t bad enough, I&apos;m only 72% in our class ranking. Lord. I didn&apos;t really take my first two years of high school seriously. I am solely the one to blame for this. I cried about this like two or three times today. I probably looked like a huge cry baby in front of everyone. Nobody understands why I&apos;m crying over some stupid transcript. I want to get into a good college, such as DePaul University. What if they don&apos;t accept me? I&apos;ll be crushed. I&apos;ll be ruined. Everyone keeps assuring me I&apos;m smart and I&apos;ll get into my college of choice.&amp;nbsp;My favorite&amp;nbsp;teacher, Mrs. Webb, told me I had nothing to worry about.&amp;nbsp;But you know what I think? I think everyone&apos;s just creating false hope to make me feel better. I&apos;m not that down on myself, I&apos;m really not. I just know the truth when I see it. In addition to the crying, I wrote &quot;FAILURE&quot; on my arm and pretty much everything else in sight today. Ugh, as if I didn&apos;t already have the ACTs to worry about. Now I have my high school transcripts, too. SANDRA, YOU ARE AN IDIOTTTT. AND A FAILURE.&lt;br /&gt;This whole ACT/college thing has been stressing me out for a while now. I haven&apos;t been eating or sleeping very much. I&apos;ve been surviving on PB&amp;amp;Js and grape juice. Today I had a pint of ice cream to help me eat my feelings. I want this week to be over. Actually, I just want to skip ahead a few months and see if any college will have enough pity to accept me. If not, I&apos;ve established I&apos;m going to just become a tattoo artist. I&apos;m fairly good at art, and I adore tattoos. I hope I can at least get an apprenticeship. If not, I&apos;ll just rob banks for a living. I hope it doesn&apos;t have to come down to that, but I&apos;ll still be&amp;nbsp;prepared.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just so this whole entry isn&apos;t about ranting: One good thing (and possibly the only good thing) that happened to me today, was that I got to take a two hour nap with Ram. It was nice. I felt relaxed and carefree. Studies have shown that NapwithRam therapy is the most effective therapy for sixteen year old girls named Sandra who are suffering from Ihateeducation syndrome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;m going to go study for the ACTs now. Or look at pictures of puppies. BYE.</description>
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  <pubDate>Fri, 11 Apr 2008 03:12:14 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>My teeth are straight.</title>
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  <description>.. Uh.&lt;br /&gt;Okay, sorry everyone. I&apos;ve been a bit busy with the ACTs coming up. I&apos;ve read all your entries, I just haven&apos;t commented on many of them. I&apos;m sorry. Education &amp;gt; LJ. For now, at least.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got my top braces off. I get the bottom ones off in about three weeks. The retainer I got is incredibly uncomfortable. It&apos;s clear and plastic. It feels like I&apos;m wearing a thin mouthguard. I got new pomogranate shampoo, which I&apos;m very eager to try out. Yay for showering.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;m starting to hate my English teacher even more now. He&apos;s a complete moron and he pisses me off to the point where I just want to throw my book at him. Today we were going to read a few chapters in our books, and my friend said, &quot;Sandra should read!&quot; Before I got a chance to even say anything (and I actually wanted to read today), my teacher said, &quot;No, Sandra doesn&apos;t like reading.&quot; Wtf? How could he possibly know a thing like that? I like reading out loud in class, I just don&apos;t like reading to myself. But there&apos;s no way he could&apos;ve known either of those things, since he always makes us listen to books on tape instead of reading out loud. I wanted to say something, but I didn&apos;t. I kind of regret it now, but I didn&apos;t want to start any more disputes between us. It might jeopardize my English grade. That wouldn&apos;t be good since I&apos;m trying to raise my GPA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My aunt Zosia is leaving back for Poland tomorrow. She came back with me when I went to Poland about two years ago. She&apos;s been here ever since. Zosia came to America to work and make some money. I don&apos;t think she really needed it, though. Ah well, it&apos;s none of my business. I guess I&apos;ll miss her. I won&apos;t be able to go to Poland this summer since I have summer school for most of the vacation. No, I&apos;m not stupid. I didn&apos;t fail any class. I&apos;m taking some classes over the summer to get them over with so I don&apos;t have to deal with them next year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BYE.</description>
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  <pubDate>Sun, 06 Apr 2008 03:11:43 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Sandra of Love.</title>
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  <description>It was absolutely beautiful today. I&amp;nbsp;took like 10,000 walks outside in the gorgeous weather. It was so relaxing and I feel much more refreshed. Lately, I&apos;ve been absolutely addicted to:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt=&quot;&quot; src=&quot;http://graphics.samsclub.com/images/products/0004180023711_LG.jpg&quot; /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;THESE.&lt;/strong&gt; The bottles say they&apos;re supposed to be &quot;0g of sugar added, made from all natural fruit sugars&quot;, but I have a hard time believing that &apos;cause they&apos;re so sweet. Either way, I&apos;m still hooked.&lt;br /&gt;Does anyone watch the show on VH1 called &quot;Flavor of Love?&quot;&amp;nbsp;An episode of the third season&amp;nbsp;was just on. How many of you that watch it think that 99% on all the seasons overall were just there for Flavor Flav&apos;s money/to be on TV? Bleh. I&apos;ve got to get going. I haven&apos;t read anyone&apos;s LJs all day. I have some catching up to do. (;</description>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 03 Apr 2008 04:04:38 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Ram.</title>
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  <description>My boyfriend, Ram, recently created a Livejournal. He&apos;s lonely and needs some friends because I&apos;m his only one. You are all wonderfully nice people, so I figure maybe you can add him as well. Since I&apos;m advertising him,&amp;nbsp;I&apos;ll tell you a little bit about him. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- He&apos;s my boyfriend, as already mentioned. So he must be pretty cool to be going out with me. (; &lt;br /&gt;- New to Livejournal. &lt;br /&gt;- Loves basketball (favorite team is the Chicago Bulls) &lt;br /&gt;- He uses proper grammar and spelling. He&apos;s very smart. &lt;br /&gt;- He&apos;s 17, turning 18 in July. &lt;br /&gt;- He&apos;s pretty chatty. &lt;br /&gt;- He&apos;s understanding.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;- Has a cool name.&lt;br /&gt;- He loves tickling me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ram&apos;s username on LJ is &lt;span class=&apos;ljuser  ljuser-name_raminreallife&apos; lj:user=&apos;raminreallife&apos; style=&apos;white-space: nowrap;&apos;&gt;&lt;a href=&apos;http://raminreallife.livejournal.com/profile&apos;&gt;&lt;img src=&apos;http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif&apos; alt=&apos;[info]&apos; width=&apos;17&apos; height=&apos;17&apos; style=&apos;vertical-align: bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;&apos; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href=&apos;http://raminreallife.livejournal.com/&apos;&gt;&lt;b&gt;raminreallife&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Tue, 01 Apr 2008 20:16:36 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Relaaaaaaax......</title>
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  <description>&amp;nbsp;Today, my psychology teacher played one of those &quot;self help&quot; tapes that&apos;s supposed to&amp;nbsp;hypnotize you to get&amp;nbsp;really relaxed. We&apos;re doing a section on hypnosis, so I guess it was appropriate. It was a total waste of a class period, though. I mean, it was just an excuse to go to sleep. The tape went a little something like this:&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Relax...... Breathe in...... On your exhale, release your stress...... Listen to the sound of my voice...... That should be your only worry....... Just listening to my voice....... Now, relax your toes....... Good........ Now your heel........ Don&apos;t you feel relaxed?.......... Now your ankles....... Imagine they are 1000 pounds........ Now relax your calves........&quot;&lt;br /&gt;And it went on like that for about FORTY MINUTES. I don&apos;t think it hypnotized anyone. I&apos;m pretty sure that the tape was so boring, everyone decided to just go to sleep. It was a nice nap for me, I suppose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remember when I told you my English teacher was a dick? Well, I still stand by that statement. We were reading some really boring book on tape today. There weren&apos;t enough books for everyone in the class, and of course, I didn&apos;t get a book. &quot;That&apos;s alright,&quot; I thought, &quot;I&apos;ll just do my History homework.&quot; So while everyone was listening to the tape, I whipped out my history book and started doing my work. I&apos;m not just going to sit there and waste my time listening to some tape when I don&apos;t even have&amp;nbsp;the book to look at. I see my teacher walk towards me to see what I&apos;m doing. Since he figured I wasn&apos;t paying attention to the tape, he went to his computer and gave me a zero for participation for the day. That was alright with me. I&apos;m a pretty good English student, so I figured one little zero won&apos;t hurt me. After the tape was done, we all got free time. So I continued doing my work. Then I heard my teacher saying this to the class:&lt;br /&gt;&quot;I don&apos;t even know why they make you guys read books like this. I don&apos;t even know why they make you take four years of English to graduate. What do you need four years of English for anyways? I think that if you guys don&apos;t want to be in class, then you shouldn&apos;t have to take it. Same with school. If you don&apos;t want to be in school or if you don&apos;t understand anything that teachers are teaching you, you should be able to quit.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;Uhm.. Okay? He&apos;s a TEACHER, and he&apos;s telling kids to drop out of high school if they don&apos;t like it? What kind of bullshit is this? If you don&apos;t understand something, you&apos;re supposed to get &lt;em&gt;help&lt;/em&gt;. Not just quit.&lt;br /&gt;Since this comment kind of pissed me off, I decided to respond. I raised my hand politely, and this is how the conversation went:&lt;br /&gt;Me: &quot;We&apos;re in school to learn. We have to take English so we can actually read something and understand it. English helps us learn vocabulary. How do you expect to read something if you can&apos;t even understand &quot;big words&quot;?&quot;&lt;br /&gt;Teacher: &quot;Well, Sandra, it&apos;s not like you were reading the book in class today anyways.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;Me: &quot;Uh, there aren&apos;t enough books in the class. How was I supposed to read one if I didn&apos;t even get one?&quot;&lt;br /&gt;Teacher: &quot;You could&apos;ve listened to the tape.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;Me: &quot;Listening to a tape is not reading. Besides, I had History homework to do.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;Teacher: &quot;That&apos;s another stupid class to take. Why on Earth to they make it so that you can&apos;t graduate unless you pass that class?&quot;&lt;br /&gt;Me: &quot;Are you kidding me?&quot;&lt;br /&gt;Teacher: &quot;...&quot;&lt;br /&gt;Me: &quot;Whatever. You shouldn&apos;t be telling us to drop out of school. Obviously, you&apos;re not doing your job. And if you think that English class is stupid, you&apos;re foolish. Teaching this class is what&apos;s putting food on your table.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;Teacher: &quot;Okay that&apos;s enough.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God, if he thinks the class is so stupid and the books are pointless, why&apos;d he give me a zero for participation? I mean, if I didn&apos;t want to listen to the book, I should&apos;ve just dropped out of the class anyways, right? Imbecile.&lt;br /&gt;I didn&apos;t say anything after that. I probably shouldn&apos;t have said anything. The whole discussion put me in a bad mood for the rest of the day. But I&apos;m happy that I actually got to call him foolish. And I got away with it. I probably would have yelled and sworn at him if I wasn&apos;t the good student that I am. Where is that relaxation hypnosis tape when you need it?</description>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 31 Mar 2008 21:59:34 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Meatballs.</title>
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  <description>&lt;p&gt;Going to school the monday after spring break sucks.&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, I was doing my daily routine of dropping Ram off at home after school, when I decided I wanted to have some Spaghettios to eat. Just incase some of you overseas don&apos;t know what Spaghettios are (I&apos;m not sure if they&apos;re just in the U.S.), this is what they look like:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt=&quot;&quot; src=&quot;http://www.madrabbit.com/images/b3ta/Spaghettios.jpg&quot; /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good source of sugar? Wtf.&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, they are delicious and wonderful and such. I decided to get some at the grocery store, so I had to take a different road. So everything went fine and I got my beloved Spaghettios, then I headed home. On my way, I was about to turn right onto a main street when there&apos;s this car just sitting there in the right turn lane with it&apos;s emergency lights on. &quot;Okay,&quot; I think to myself, &quot;I&apos;ll just pass it.&quot; As I&apos;m waiting at the red light, I notice my friend Vanessa pop her head out and wave at me. I couldn&apos;t hear what she was saying. but I saw her mouth the words, &quot;My car broke!&quot; So being the awesome friend I am, I park my car across the street then run across to save her. She had already called her parents, but I figured I&apos;d just wait with her until they arrived. I know how unpleasant it can be just being stranded in a broken car. We waited a while, then her parents arrived and helped push the car out of the turn lane. Vanessa&apos;s mom countlessly thanked me for keeping Vanessa company. I left soon after they arrived, and got home and ate my Spaghettios happily.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what can we conclude from this story? &lt;strong&gt;Spaghettios help save teenaged girls from being alone in their broken cars.&lt;/strong&gt; If it weren&apos;t for them, I never would&apos;ve taken the road that led me straight to Vanessa in distress.&amp;nbsp;It was pure destiny. &amp;lt;3&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;m going to go nap now because I got three hours of sleep last night. My body&apos;s still adjusted to spring break time.&lt;/p&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Sat, 29 Mar 2008 18:49:08 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Photo booth kidnapping.</title>
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  <description>&lt;p&gt;So yesterday was my 13 month (or one year and one month) anniversary-thing with my boyfriend, Ram. I think it&apos;s about time I reveal him to everyone. Some of you might have known about him, but I bet the majority of you haven&apos;t. Let me give a little introduction. Yes, his name is Ram. That&apos;s what it says on his birth certificate, so it&apos;s not a nickname. He&apos;s Filipino. We have been going out for 13 months, as I mentioned earlier. I met him in chemistry class last year. He often buys me flowers which is absolutely lovely. He is 11 months and one day older than me. That&apos;s pretty much it. Also, He loves tickling me and napping.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now that you have most of his general information, I can get back to our date-type-thing. We went to Painted Penguin, which is a little studio where you buy a ceramic and paint&amp;nbsp;it however you like. It&apos;s actually quite fun. I painted Ram an upside-down penguin that had leopard print feathers, a tattoo, a belly button, and nipples. He painted me a green teddy bear with a red bow with yellow stripes. After that, we raced to Chipotle to eat some burritos. While we were at the mall, though, we were going to take a picture at the photo booth. However, someone seems to have stolen it because it was gone.&amp;nbsp;When we&amp;nbsp;were there a day earlier, it was there. A lame little bench was put in its place as a substitute. So whoever is responsible for photo booth kidnapping, please return it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Prom dress shopping has been not happening for me because my mother is too &lt;strike&gt;lazy&lt;/strike&gt; busy to go with me. I know what color I want and I have a certain dress in mind. I just have the lack of money that&apos;s preventing me from getting it. Getting a job has also been difficult because I&apos;m certain that every employer within a 10 mile radius despises me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is it possible to get a tattoo on your nipple? That would be marvelous. I&apos;m getting tired of being sixteen already. I would like to be eighteen. I&apos;ll be able to get inked and buy porn. Although, I suppose then I&apos;ll probably get sick of being eighteen and I&apos;ll want to be 21 so I&apos;d be able to legally buy alcohol. Seriously, you can buy cigarettes at 18, but no alcohol. WHAT. THE. HELL. Don&apos;t get me wrong, I&apos;m not an alcoholic nor do I drink, but a little fruity margarita once in a while wouldn&apos;t be all that bad. I am responsible! D:&lt;/p&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 26 Mar 2008 23:00:04 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Windex.</title>
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  <description>&amp;nbsp;I washed my car today. I just couldn&apos;t stand it being dirty anymore. It was fifty degrees, so I decided to take advantage of that (since it&apos;s supposed to snow this week.) Ahh it&apos;s so beautiful now. And shiny. I&apos;ll post a picture in a second.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also went to play tennis today. I&apos;m a little rusty at it. I haven&apos;t played since August. I still kicked butt, though. I&apos;m going to play again in a couple of minutes. By the way, has anyone tried IHOP pancakes? I did for the first time today. They were pretty delicious, although waffles are STILL better. Bleheheh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay so here&apos;s the picture of mah car. I got it about&amp;nbsp;a year ago before I even got my license. It&apos;s the perfect car for me. I&apos;m in love with it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name=&quot;cutid1&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;ljcut&quot; text=&quot;Shinyyyy...&quot;&gt;&lt;img alt=&quot;&quot; src=&quot;http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v95/Physhie/mahcarrr.png&quot; /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I blurred my license plate for all you stalkers out there who want to find me and kill me. &amp;lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Tue, 25 Mar 2008 20:44:31 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>An apple a day keeps the doctor away.</title>
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  <description>Dear&amp;nbsp;every driver who insists on tailgating me only to end up cutting me off, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate you. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your arch enemy, &lt;br /&gt;Sandra &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I spent about&amp;nbsp;1.5 hours altogether driving to some bakery and back to pick up some cake that my mom ordered and can&apos;t pick up herself. She called me and woke me up from my nice, long sleep to ask me to do it. Since I am a nice young girl (and I&apos;m expecting lots of Christmas presents), I accepted. I nearly got lost, but my keen sense of direction saved me. The cake looks gross. It&apos;s some kind of pear/whipped cream concoction. &lt;br /&gt;I cleaned my room today. Yay. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way, I changed my Livejournal background. Most of you probably didn&apos;t notice since you all read this on your Friends Page. But there are apples on my LJ now! APPLESSSSSS. They&apos;re&amp;nbsp;good for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EDIT:&lt;br /&gt;Screw the apples. I&apos;ve decided to go with a much more &quot;spring&quot; background. Flowers are nicer than apples anyways. Sorry for all those who liked the apples.</description>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 24 Mar 2008 22:38:22 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>No Marker Left Behind.</title>
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  <description>&lt;p&gt;There&apos;s something about not having to wake up at 5 a.m. for school that I simply love.&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;m really itchy. Like everything on my body is itchy. I think I might have some sort of fleas. Eep. Something really bad happened today. Want to know what it is? I broke my nail! *shot*&lt;br /&gt;It hurt, and now I have to put a bandaid on it because it&apos;s ugly. )=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I found out today that Lauren won&apos;t be able to hang out pretty much at all during spring break this week. Why, you ask? One word: JOB! It sucks how everyone&apos;s restricted from doing stuff because of work. It&apos;s almost as bad as school. Stupid Lauren. Well, as long as she&apos;s making money, I suppose. I feel like everyone at school is maturing and going to work while I still remain a little kid playing video games all day. &amp;gt;_&amp;gt;;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a lighter note, I caught my dog chewing on my markers and I managed to save them! Hoorah! I&apos;m thinking of creating a &quot;No Marker Left Behind&quot; policy. I&apos;ve been losing way too many of them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well friends, I&apos;m afraid I&apos;ll have to start wrapping this up. I want to relax a little before I have to go out again. I&apos;ll be reading everyone&apos;s posts later tonight. Leave some cool stuff for me to read. I love invading your daily lives. &amp;gt;=D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. I realized today that I look good in white button up shirts. Lalala! I&apos;m cute. Sometimes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Sun, 23 Mar 2008 15:14:55 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Chimpanzees have bad teeth.</title>
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  <description>&lt;p&gt;HAPPY EASTER.&lt;br /&gt;..Unless you don&apos;t celebrate it. Then HAPPY SUNDAY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Family&apos;s coming over today. And by family, I mean my uncle and my two aunts. All the rest of my family is back in Poland. We&apos;re like the only ones in America. It gets lonely sometimes. I don&apos;t have any cousins over here. The only &quot;cousins&quot; I have are the&amp;nbsp;kids of my parents&apos; friends. It&apos;s weird how I&apos;m closer to people I&apos;m not even related to than my own family. But that&apos;s alright. My uncle Richard&apos;s coming here. It&apos;s awesome because he&apos;s my favorite uncle. He taught me how to draw and taught me about animals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On another thought, I really need to get a job soon. I don&apos;t &lt;em&gt;want &lt;/em&gt;to, but I do need to save up some money. Bleh. I guess I can get used to it as long as it&apos;s not some greasy fast food place. I wish I could just inherit the Walt Disney company. Oooh, what a dream that would be. &amp;lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I&apos;ve established that everything on TV sucks. It&apos;s sad that the only thing that&apos;s interesting to watch right now is George of the Jungle.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;Blahaha an African guy just fell off the bridge. XD&lt;/p&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 20 Mar 2008 22:41:57 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Polar bears are dangerus.</title>
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  <description>Spring break has officially started for me. I&apos;d be way more excited if there WASN&apos;T a&amp;nbsp;snow storm watch. It&apos;s supposed to snow 4-6 inches&amp;nbsp;overall. LAME. It&apos;s not supposed to snow now. It&apos;s spring now! Spring = rain. I probably won&apos;t be doing anything that great over break anyways, but driving in the snow sucks. The temperatures we&apos;ve been getting are awful. It&apos;s to the point where last week, people were talking about how &quot;nice&quot; it was outside when it was 50 degrees. I think somebody broke our weather.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Random fact: My English teacher is a dick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a lighter note, I found something totally hilarious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name=&quot;cutid1&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;ljcut&quot; text=&quot;Click here to see it.&quot;&gt;&lt;img alt=&quot;&quot; src=&quot;http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v95/Physhie/funny-pictures-polar-bear-kid-glass.jpg&quot; /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Icanhascheezeburger.com is by far one of the best sites ever.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 19 Mar 2008 23:51:26 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Trying once more.</title>
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  <description>I&apos;m well aware of the fact that I&apos;ve made like two or three or&amp;nbsp;seventy Livejournals before. BUT, this one&apos;s different. I&apos;ve actually made it my&amp;nbsp;(late)&amp;nbsp;New Years&apos; resolution to write in this thing as much as possible. It&apos;s been bothering me for quite a while now. I always need a place to gather my thoughts or rant, and I&apos;ve always been too lazy to come here and&amp;nbsp;do it. WELL NOT ANYMORE. I&apos;m going to try to keep this up forever. Bahahahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In other news,&amp;nbsp;spring break is fast approaching.&amp;nbsp;It&apos;s a shame that I&apos;m not old enough to leave anywhere&amp;nbsp;by myself. Honestly, they&amp;nbsp;let me have a license but I can&apos;t GO anywhere with it without&amp;nbsp;permission.&amp;nbsp;School&apos;s getting dull. My grades are dropping. My chances of getting into some kind of good college are decreasing. I&apos;m considering just becoming a lion and living at the zoo. That sounds pretty exotic. If only Streamwood would have some lion classes. If only.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DONE.</description>
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