nearly the end of school

i'm bored and hot and tired and i'm typing this as i'm in school.
know what? SCREW THE GRAMMAR.
school ends early due to regents coming up, and my last day is either the seventh or tenth of june. whatever, i just wish it would end so that i can go and do what i couldnt do for nearly the entire school year: sleep.
daylight savings messed with my sleep during spring break and now i just want to sleep all the time.
ive also decided that i would change my school next year, for a lot of personal reasons, but social and academic as well. the school i currently attend gives me a lot of opportunities, but its not really for me. that and it also has a uniform policy and i cannot deal with that as the weather start to get nicer.
thick and heavy sweatsuits and uniform clothing is not an ideal spring/summer outfit.
ah. im just thinking a lot in my head (durrrr) and talking to myself as well and yeah.
goodness, i need friends but i also need to not be in my school's uniform on one of the hottest spring days new york has been granted thus far. im surprised, really. i thought it was gonna rain; it was quite gray and cloudy this morning.
ugh, i need sleep. im just blabbing on now. blahblahblahblahblahblahblahblahblahblahblahblahblahblahblahblahblahblahblahblahblah.
blabbering on and on and on and on and on and on.
ill be going now.
adiosa.

when i focus on my self and not the music coursing through my ears

my heart keeps beating.
the beatings get louder,
the beatings get harder,
the beatings get longer.

my face contorting as the pain doesn't leave.
but leaving means giving up,
leaving is a sign of weakness,
the destruction a simple cut can give to a caring mother, father, family.

and i try so hard to stay strong.
to show i'm tough,
i can handle the pain,
my weaknesses will not prevail.

but my thoughts get jumbled
and just like my beating heart
they get louder,
harder,
longer.

dosmiltrece.

First post of the new year, after 48 days.
Well, my birthday was last month. I turned 16.
I'm pretty damn old, I know.
My cat got fixed yesterday. She's not enjoying it one bit. She hates the cone and walked like a drugged-out cat. She's slightly better now.
Ugh, I have absolutely nothing to say.
I plan on changing schools next year.
The school I'm attending is a new high school, only in it's second year.
It's not well established, unlike my other options.
One has students publish a book every year; the other has mandatory participation in school plays, and a newspaper.
My current school has a newspaper, but it's in its beginning stages. Besides, hate to say it, but I don't think it's going to last all that long. I currently attend an all-girl school, so you can probably see the problem.
Well, I have nothing more to say. Until next time...

Late night. Early morning.

I generated a cold Friday, I believe.
Yes, indeed. Friday.
Technically, it was most likely Thursday night, but whatever.
My nose is running, my eyes hurt and I feel like I could die any minute now.
Just plop. Oh look, she died from a cold. Oh well.
So, I don't suppose many of you readers (if you actually read this) actually watch the Channel 12 news or get it, but my school was on because 10-11-12 was the U.N's first International Day Of The Girl and I have to announce it on all of my social media accounts because Josie Loren, Monique Coleman, Ann Shokets, and many others were there and I, slightly, fan-girled out over Monique Coleman actually being there and...ugh.
She's so nice. She really is. And shorter than me, while she's wearing heels. But still so sweet and nice and down to earth. She signed my bag AND took a picture with I.
Ugh, I feel so special.

Anyways, when I'm not logged into my blog, I enjoy wanting to look at it. But the previous layout I had was a jumbled up mess and stuff so I ended up changing it now. Nearly six months later. Yup.

Instagram has become not as common place as I thought. I guess I'm only saying that because I cannot have it on my phone since I have an Android and since either the phone or app updated itself, I can see the Instagram app, but I cannot download it. Which sucks. I can't even get Temple Run on my phone, but I can get Disney's Brave version of Temple Run on my phone. I only have to pay a little over one dollar though.

Oh and sucky, terrible news ever.
I have to repeat the ninth grade.
Why? Because while in Georgia, there were only 4 classes a semester, each class 90 minutes (1 hour 30 minutes) long.
Since the school I attend now is eight class every semester (except for Fridays when a class is eliminated out the schedule and we leave school an hour earlier), then, in simpler form, I don't have enough credits.
I should have 10, but I only have 8 and there's nothing I can do about it except to attend a different school in which I can double-up on my classes, but I don't really want to do that. I'm tired of attending different schools every year, so I'll deal with this. Until I get fed up and annoyed and just want to be in my rightful grade. It makes my heart cry.
*Side note: I didn't get left back, only moved back to NY. I graduated the ninth grade.

So, yes. That's most of the major news.
My birthday is also coming up, the fifth of January.
I'm going to be 16, so I'd like to have a car, even though I cannot drive.
Yup. This is the official end.

Less than six weeks to go

Freshman year, as I know it, is almost over. As of now, there are, approximately, six weeks left-give or take a few days.
Anything new going on in my life? Nothing much different than before.
Still dealing with boys, understanding student population...
I got ISS (in school suspension) for wearing ripped jeans yesterday.
Yeah. The jeans didn't show skin, for underneath the "ripped" fabric were the jean fabric.
Still got in trouble regardless. I didn't stay there for long, though. I called my mom, she brought a pair of 'school acceptable' jeans and I left at 9:00, with forty minutes left of Biology.
Oh, I also, kinda, got in trouble for kissing a boy. Mother went through my phone and, as expected, read my messages.
She told my dad, he called me yesterday and had the same attitude I wish my mom had. My dad's really chill. He's the type of parent that's all "I'll let you deal with your own problems and give you space. Just as long as you know what you're getting into and don't agree to anything you don't want to do" etc etc. I like love the fact that my dad isn't trying to prevent stuff like that from happening. He even told me that he wasn't going to yell at me and will leave that to my mom for the fact that it's gonna happen sometime. And then my mother is halfway around the globe with preventing me from doing it until after I graduate high school. Yes, after. As in after my 18th birthday, which will be the start of the second semester of my Senior year. As in after May 24th or whatever the last day will be and I receive my high school diploma. As in after my high school life is over and I cannot go back in time to do what I wanted.
My mother is more 'preventing' it from ever happening until I'm a legal adult. Which, in my mind, is absolutely stupid.
And you're probably wondering why I'm not telling her this. Well, you have to know my mom, for one. She doesn't care about your privacy and will snoop through your cellphone and/or laptop without telling you. And after she does that, she either leaves and comes back, bringing up your messages or something or will just straight out yell at you once she finds out!
Hence why I don't tell her anything. Hence why I'm constantly annoyed and mad at her.
What she thinks she's doing is helping me, when she's being the total opposite.
Which is why I favor my dad's way of parenting. He won't yell at you, he won't tell you to stop or try to prevent it from happening. He'll let you do whatever, as long as you don't get into trouble or involved in something you don't know.
Yeah...
Well, rant of the year is over and done with, so let me just say that I'm having a pretty nice time. And I can't wait until school is officially over. Why? That means I'm going to New York to visit my baby brother and sister, both of whom are walking and-attempting-to speak.
So, that's all.
Oh, and I made an Instagram.
At least, I made another one.
For my iPod got stolen in class (stupid substitute) and I forgot the information for the first one.
So, my new one is ThisNameisMine (because it is) and so yeah. Follow, I guess. I don't truly care anymore since FaceBook bought it and now EVERYONE is using it, no offence. It's just, can there be something that FaceBook doesn't have access to? I'm sick of all these websites having Connect with Facebook links and stuff. The entire World Wide Web does not revolve around it. That's all I'm saying.
Anyways, this is the end and...yeah.
Have fun, stay safe, make mistakes and learn from them :)