So... The Regents...

They were so freaking easy! Why was I freaking out so much? That math, only two questions I'm 100% sure I got the wrong answer. And yes, that was terrible grammar. Sucks. Anyways, that evil Regent threw my whole body out of wack. I had to have lunch at 11:00, and had my "meds" (A.K.A. a 530 calorie, 145 from fat, "snack", comprised of a Luna Bar and Ensure Plus) at 2:30-ish.

And more annoyingly, I had to wait a whole freaking HOUR (after I had finished my test and checked over all my answers) before my math teacher (the only math teacher authorized to take our finished tests in the whole dang school) got back to our homeroom. All the while, I could only sit and stare at the wall. No reading. No doodling. No taking (it said so in that extensively long list of rules). No nothing. It sucked. But I had gum, so it was okay. Actually the gum was more annoying than helpful because I didn't fee like taking my retainer out during the test. They'd probably think I'd written my notes in it (which is b-t-dubs, GROSS!) or something.

Well, on the bright side (... I'm roughly six feet tall. Nope. more like 5'7 and a half), my friend painted my nails for our "prom". A.K.A, going on a boat for 3 hours. They're shimmery pink and a metallic nude. The combination sounds aweful, but it actually looks pretty good. Now, off to the stupid nutritionist! She'll probably kill me, because I haven't seen her in a month, and haven't don't a single meal plan.

If I live through her, I'll write later!
-Unknown Athena

Pictures, Hipsters, and IM's oh my!

Ack... That seems so... Artificial... So fake... So... So... HIPSTER. El gasp. I said it. I used some form of hipster reference. Yeah, I was talking about hipsters yesterday, but we "hipsters" are not half bad, besides the fact we are called the same thing as what's under our pants. (Anyone?)
Yesterday I went to a math review. Then home. Then Best Buy. They really aren't much of a "best" buy kinda place, but it was big. And filled. With. Cameras. So a few weeks/months (how long has the suffering been?!) ago, I lost my camera. My baby. My precious. Miki. Actually that was just the character on the sticker I put on it. But anyways, Miki, got lost. More like misplaced. I have no freaking idea. If you don't know already, I love taking pictures. I'm weird. Usually I don't leave the house without it. I brought it to camp. To Key Largo. I even tried the hospital, but they only confiscated it. But that was in December, and I clearly remember taking New Years pictures on January first.

So yesterday. My mom wanted me to get another camera. But I hate spending money, and kinda, sorta, broke down right before we went in. Luckily no one saw. Besides the creepy nonexistent old guy in the corner. I walked in, and saw it. God, in camera form. A total beauty. Like Athena. It was shiny, not too big-not too small, black, a Nikon Coolpix. Not the tiny little ones (Miki was a Coolpix), but a real good one. Think mini SLR. I ended up getting it, along with a case. I brought it to school. I wouldn't let people touch it. It felt weird, like a parent protecting it's young. I guess I'm a mom now...

Nooooooooow, onto my "IM's oh my!" part. I just realized how much I hate when Atheists say "Oh my God!". No offense to all the Atheists out there. Actually a lot of my best friends are Atheist. I don't really have a religion, but not Atheist. Once a lady came into the hospital and asked if there was a God in my life. I said I don't know. It got very awkward after that. Anyways, it's just odd to say "Oh my God," when you don't think that one (or more) exists. And when people just randomly say IM abbreviations out loud, like "LOL", "ROFL", "BRB", etc. Only when Olivia (one of my lovely,crazy friends) says that kind of stuff it's okay. She's Atheist. It annoys me when she says "OMG", but she's not being legit. So it's all good.

Lesson for today: If you're Atheist, think before you say "Oh my God", Nikon rocks, and don't bust $300 of you mom's money. Bye bye! I'll be washing dishes and not getting anymore presents for the next two years!

-Unknown Athena

P.S. Good Luck to all the people out there taking their Regents tomorrow! I'm with you in spirit (Yet I'm also taking it. You're not alone. Alright?).

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Gyah! Do I need to say more? This blog is amazing! Actually I just discovered this, oh, 10 minutes ago. Sucks. But it's pretty great. And this rant is story-of-my-life. People call me hipster, hippie, spaz, etc. But I'm not just a "hipster". I am a photographer (totally undiscovered, so a to-be). I am a ninja. I am I purple bunny that goes to Hogwarts with Fred, Cedric and Hermione. Labels suck, but if that's what you gotta do to get your own dorm room, go for it. And buy a knit-a-ninja while you're at it.

Love you guys! Kinda, not really. Just kidding you guys rock!
-Unknown Athena

New Beginnings

I feel so happy today, besides the fact that it was a gazillion degrees outside. Delilah was sitting with me outside while I was studying for my Living Environment Regents. My dad came over and made us some pizza. It hurt my teeth a lot (my teeth are still sore with the retainers -___-), but it tasted really yummy so I kinda disregarded the pain. After that we went to the rummage sale at one of the churches in town. I got a few picture books (Peter Rabbit! My childhood, in short!), a capelette, a shirt, a pair of Pink pajama bottoms, and a handkerchief. Today, in short, was great.

-Unknown Athena

Childhood Reunion

Today was half great, half terrible. I'll start with the terrible so you leave with something to hopefully be smiling about.
I. Hate. RETAINERS. My teeth & gums are still sore, and I swear if they don't get any better I'll have to resort to freaking baby food! Well, than again, I've heard that baby food isn't half bad. Anyone remember how baby food tastes?? Also, I'm developing a sore throat, so I'm not only thirsty but also barely able to speak. Joy -______-
But on the bright side, I had a great Health class. So we all finished our projects, right, and we were bored in the computer lab. Randomly, I thought of my childhood, and how much I missed it! I know, I know, I'm only 13, so I'm still like a child all all, but I'm talking about the 5-10 years old part; with the Club Penguin and Webkinz and Neopets... OH THE DAYS! I used my cousins account for Webkinz, and somehow I remembered my Club Penguin info, so I was in this total trance of childhood memories. So much stuff changed... Have you ever had a day like this before?

-Unknown Athena

P.S. I get to meet my "big buddy" tomorrow to help me through high school. Think of Junior year tour guides. I can't wait :)

Freedom! Or so I thought...

Alright, let's set this straight. Braces suck. 'Kay? Nice... So I got the dang things off today, after having them for almost a year (In your face Olivia!!), and to my disappointment; retainers. Or as I like to call them, restrainers. Legit, they restrain you from a lot of things. A.K.A. gum, granola, apples, comfort! They currently hurt as hell, and I haven't even had them on for 8 hours! The orthodontist drilled a little hole on my top retainer so I can "play with it with my tongue", but it's not that addictive... Okay I lied, it's very fun to play with it. It just hurts. Like, a lot. I kinda want to take some Aspirin or Tylenol; just something to keep the pain away!!

Hating plastic and metal,
Unknown Athena

P.S. I just realized how good of an excuse this is to not eat as much! But than again... All the more reason to drink even more Ensure Plus. *shudders*

It's a Battlefield...

... Facebook, that is. If you didn't know already, I'm not too popular at school. And for whatever reason, most of the girls in my grade think I'm like, mentally disabled or just hate me like hell. Is my comment that bad? Really. I just said one dress might not look so good on something, and then 86 (yeah, eight-effing-SIX) comments come up bitching to me about how mean I am. Geez, it's just a comment.
The "popular" kids remind me of robots; they're heartless. They fake every emotion I've ever seen, and sarcasm seems to be their first language. I'm not quite sure what I ever did to them that makes them want me to kill myself, but it's getting really old. And yeah, it does hurt. In a way I kinda wish they could say it to my face, because it's way better then them [the "popular" girls] hiding behind their little laptops and iPods throwing me their insecurities. Oh, and popular girls, if you're reading this, just say it. Say how much you freaking hate me. Go on, say it. You guys are acting really silly. It's like cyber-bullying, which is overrated, in my opinion. And if you don't like me, then why are you "friends" with me on Facebook in the first place?

-Unknown Athena