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Friday, April 23, 2010

This is too much

Somebody called me their girlfriend today.
It made me want to vomit, because I am still thinking about Kady.
I don't know. I don't know what to do with my life.
I've become more interested in science and math, but it still annoys me.
My chemistry grade is slowly rising, and it's about to be a C again.
I hate this grading period. Even though it's longer, the teachers are taking less grades.
It's screwing me over in History and Chemistry. I have a 70 and a 68.
My other grades, though, are 97, 100, 100, 99, 92. So it will get better.
I am trying to end this 9 weeks with all As, but it probably won't happen.
I need to get my Acting teacher to sign my service hours log.
Six hours from him, and I will be done, and that will be my last requirement I need to meet to get into IB.
Then I will get to worry about even more things. I don't know.

Have you heard about the oil rig explosion? We've been listening to the news lines about it.
My brother is an oil rigger for Shell, so luckily he was not involved.
However, eleven of the men on the BP rig are still missing, and it is likely that they got trapped on the rig when it exploded.
I pray for them. I pray so hard because this just hits too close to home.
It makes me realise how many people are out there doing these dangerous things trying to not only make a living, but to give the rest of us the things we need to survive. Yeah, petrol is bad for the envrionment. So are a lot of things, but it's not like we've built effective vehicles that run on anything other than at least a bit of petrol that is available to the mass public. So pray to whatever god that these men make it, because they're just trying to live and take care of a lot of people.
Who would have thought that in the year 2010, there would still be riggers and miners and all of these people with the truly hard jobs that we forget about so much?

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