Showing posts with label my friends. Show all posts
Showing posts with label my friends. Show all posts

#2 -- Life is a b*tch, and then you die.

Excuse my language. I am simply too upset to speak without any dirty words.


I realized I blog when I need to get something out of my system because I am depressed. 
So for my English class we are now reading "Animal Farm" by George Orwell. I am in Magnet School. In a friggin' HONORS ENGLISH. And I am reading a small-ass book that criticizes Stalin. I don't get it, why people hate communism so much?! For the record, it was the best thing that happened to Russia. The times of communism were much easier than today's because people weren't afraid to go on streets with a fear of getting shot because of your race, everyone were equal and the communism made Russia one of the strongest nations and the biggest country in the world. On September 1, 2005, the Day of Knowledge, when every student throughout Russia starts school again, the terrorists took over a school in North Osetia. Kids from ages 6 to 18 were taken hostages. We survived this. More than 500 CHILDREN were killed by this awful act of terrorism. If communism was still around, this wouldn't have happened.
Anyways, I think I went off-topic, like, srsly. Sorry, I just don't like how my teacher thinks that communism is wrong. And I am from Russia after all. 
SO we are reading this book. We were suppose to read To Kill A Mockingbird, like other 9 grade classes did, but our school is in danger of turning into a Charter, so the time it would have taken us to read TKAM we spent on studying for stupid tests that district gives us. They want to see if we are stupid so they can take over us. 

REALITY CHECK: WE ARE THE FIRST LAW&GOVERNMENT/POLICE ACADEMY IN CALIFORNIA
so STFU AND LEAVE US ALONE ALREADY!!!!
I have a heavy heart. I don't know what's right and what's wrong. I feel alone. Again. In my 9th grade, everyone knows everyone from middles schools, and I am the only one who came from hell Woodland Hills Academy. For the past few months I was best friends with cheerleader, and she was friggin amazing friend. But lately she got all coolbeans and she became cold and selfish. It's like a revolution, swear, no one is talking to anyone anymore, just in classes and that's it. Everyone got new friends... And I feel left out. Like a fifth wheel. Screw this.
And now I feel like I am not good enough to get into USC. Sometimes I imagine myself going down the streets of New York City, holding a cup of Starbucks, wearing high heels and expensive business clothes. Walking to my publishing office. I feel that the only way this reality will come true is only through USC, but now I feel like I will not get in. USC is the best university in California. I feel like I need to choose between non-stop studying and a normal teenage life... 
I am not good enough. I know I won't get in... So. Fucking. Depressed.
What else is new? I got a new printer. Wireless, works on Wi-Fi. So I can do homework in kitchen on the first floor and print out my homework without going upstairs. :D I LOVE IT.
I pre-ordered New Moon DVD. Well, at first I pre-ordered 2-disc edition, but then I cancelled it. And then I ordered Borders' Exclusive Edition. EEEEEEEEEEEEEE BOY (:

Oh, so why I was talking about "Animal Farm" on the first place. Yeah, I lost it yesterday. It had $50 Barnes&Noble Gift Card as a bookmark. My friend found a book, but without the Gift Card. I hope you fucking enjoy it, motherf*cking thief. >:'[

It is Friday, 12:00 AM now. I was kind of suppose to study for World War I test for tomorrow, but I couldn't concentrate because I had all this crap in my mind. 

My Life is.... A shithole Confusing.
I hope you didn't get bored from mini-drama.

My Friend.

Yesterday I promised to write about my friends. Unfortunately, we got stuck on freeway, making us get to USC around 7pm and get home after 10pm. For the first time in a while, I felt extremely tired. I fell asleep right when my head touched the pillow. Literally.

So let's go back to the title of this post. My friend. I have few friends. But I will tell you about one particular.

My bestbest friend is Aida.
She is the Harvard-smart girl.
We met each other on my first day of school and we didn't try to be friends. We just became.
Aida and I were newcomers. She joined Woodland Hills Academy during the 1st semester of 7th grade; I joined during 2nd semester. We both hated the fact of being in ESL (English Second Language) classes and we both had a great potential towards Math. Our paths divided a little during 8th Grade. Although we both got out of ESL, got into the same Honors Algebra and changed to the same Regular English class, she chose to join AVID program and I decided to join Leadership. Aida is an amazing friend with crazy personality. She is shy and sweet if you don't really know her; she is crazy and sarcastic if you do. When I first read Twilight and fall in love with Edward Cullen, she decided to show me how ridiculous I was by falling in love with Einstein. When we got our first free dress day (our school had uniforms), I wore Edward Shirt. She wore Einstein shirt.
Aida was a person who encouraged me to learn things. She was smart enough to enter Honor Science, Honor English (later on) and Honors Algebra (that we both had) after the year of being in USA. She didn't know English at all, but she learned and she pushed for her dreams. It paid off by so many awards that she got during Awards night.
When CST Tests were about to begin, Aida and I spent the whole day in Public Library studying. That experience was so unforgettable and fun (because we were high on Starbucks) that I managed to answer every question on the test. I still don't know results of the test, but when I was taking it, I felt that I was back in the Library, cracking my ass off because Aida couldn't pronounce Chinese Emperor's name right. I felt extremely confident because I had Aida with me.
Even when she moved from Valley, she chose to wake up at 5 AM and get to Woodland Hills. I think that when she was in danger of leaving we became even closer.
Graduation was sad moment. But Aida made me forget sadness. Apparently I managed to put my Eclipse poster in her bag without noticing that it is not mine. We both ran up the hill, trying to stop her mom from leaving with my poster. Hahaha. I almost broke my heels ^_^ Good times.
I saw her once during summer, but I talk to her 24/7 via email or texting. She is too great to lose her as a friend. And I am happy to have her as one.

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