The Benefit of the Doubt

Me and one of my best friends just had a very heated debate. Neither of us really won or lost because both of us are very stubborn. The debate was over the benefit of the doubt. What does that actually mean and if it's a good thing. The worst part of this debate is that I think I broke the rules because I sort of believe both sides. She says that giving someone the benefit of the doubt is a bad thing because people should have to earn there friendships. I agreed with her on this point but I said that the benefit of the doubt is not automatically letting someone be your friends, it's just liking them until they prove otherwise. Because I think that liking someone and being friends with someone are two different things, where as she thinks that they are almost exactly the same. So as of right now, I am very confused.

It's been too long

I know there are no excuses for not posting anything. I just have not been in the mood to write. It's not like anyone reads this stuff anyway. But I decided to post something and I have challenged myself to post something at least once a week. Will I follow through on that? Who knows, but it's worth a shot. So today's topic is: high school.
I am terrified about what high school will be like. I really want summer to be longer. Everyone tells me that high school will be the best years of your life, but to be honest I think that's a bunch of crap. But who am I to judge? Maybe I'll like high school. But, I doubt it. I'm a very good student and have nothing to worry about academically, it's more of the social stuff that makes me nervous. I try not to get sucked into the never ending vertex that is teenage drama, and I think I've done a pretty good job avoiding it so far. But let me explain to you, dear reader, my situation. Eighth grade was the best year of my life, which may sound good but is a problem already. If everyone says that high school is better than middle school than I've already set my expectations too high. The great thing about my middle school was there were no cliques and no truly mean kids, we were all friends. The other middle school that we are feeding into is the complete opposite, it is the stereotype people think of when they think of middle school. I am afraid that some of the people that I was friends with last year would not have been my friends in a "stereotypical" middle school. I know that my best friends will still be friends with me. And I've heard many people tell me when I try to tell them this is that the people who change in high school and don't want to be your friend aren't really your friends. But they don't get it. It's not their fault, they are just being sucked into the ongoing vortex of teenage drama, they can't help it. For most people it is hard to resist.
Mostly though, I'm just afraid of change. I liked things the way they were. I know things have to change and if they didn't there would be no point in trying, but that can't stop me from wanting things to stay the same, can it?

Why hello there

I think you all know my cousins Geoff and Steve, I mentioned them before. Well, a few days ago my dad and Steve went to go pick something up for his soon-to-arrive baby in my dad's truck. It was obvious that Steve liked the truck, but instead of saying that maybe he should buy one next time my lease is up he said.

I got to get someone to talk Geoff in to a buying a truck.

Typical I know

Sick

Being sick is boring....You just stay at home all day with nothing to do. I mean I don't usually feel this way, but, I did not have any books because I was lazy and did not go to the library yesterday. Well, I guess it was not really my fault, I was planning on going today, but, well, I'm sick. I do not know why people fake being sick. Unless your avoiding someone or forgot to do an assignment or something, but I would have much rather been at school today. I actually don't mind going to school unlike most American teenagers. I did not even get to sleep in, I got less sleep than usual because I was up coughing. Ugh, this stinks.

Parent Visitation Day is Tomorrow!

So, as the title of this post clearly states, tomorrow is parent visitation day! It is one day out of the school year when our parents get to come to school with us and experience what a "normal" school day is like for us. The fun part though, is that we have a huge social studies test tomorrow, and my dad has to take it!! HA I'm very excited. The sad part is that my dad asked to read my textbook last night, he was studying!!

half days

Well, half days at my school are totally blow off classes. It's pretty fun yet kind of pointless at the same time. We don't have any electives, but usually there is something that the teachers have planned like the talent show or the spelling bee. So, I had math first. Our math teacher thought that it would be fun to tell us a story, of course it was a math related story that all of us had heard 10 times or so. Then, I had social studies, we did absolutely nothing. I enjoyed this because I got to read. Next we had the spelling bee, it was pretty interesting. I AM SO GLAD YOU WON SINDHU!!! After this I had another class that we were read another story to, this one was more interesting though. Then I had my favorite class, language arts. I was very happily surprised that we did actually work during this class, not hard work, but it was fun. Then, I had science last, we did a cookie experiment. We had to tell which cookie tasted better, there was one with sugar, and one with splenda. It was so easy to tell just by looking at them, you did not need to taste them. One looked all perfect and round, and the other was all lumpy and unappetizing. Neither of them tasted very good though, they were made by our foods class, no offense guys, I am in that class too. This was the half day in the life of an eighth grader.

Northern Downpour

I really like this song called Northern Downpour by Panic! At the Disco. My favorite lines are "We should feed our jewelry to the sea, for diamonds do appear to be just like broken glass to me." It is completely true if you think about it, because if someone brought me a piece of a broken diamond, I would not be able to tell it apart from a piece of broken glass. This leads me to believe why we don't just were glass. There are many different theories of why we do not do this, but I can not really put my finger on the right one. The only part of this line that does not make since to me is "we should feed our jewelry to the SEA." I mean, isn't that supposed to be really bad for the environment, for the fish. I mean, I can just imagine a little fish swimming around and this diamond necklace three times the size of him coming crashing down from the surface. :( Poor fish. Although again, I agree with them. I just think that maybe we should feed our jewelery to a dumpster or some kind of jewelry recycling bin.