APUSH it to the limit!!

Lame title, I know. But for some unfathomable reason I had never heard the term "APUSH" until last night. Apparently that's what all the way cool kids call Advanced Placement United States History and I'm pretty damn psyched about it. Honestly, I've never been one of those kids with all the secret love names for their classes but I still appreciate the use of creativity.

Unlike those kids who insist on the formal names.
"I have Advanced Algebra Two Slash Trigonometry this hour!"
"Go die."

Well, the point of this is I have 3 chapters of The American Pageant to read/take notes on/study/learn tonight aaaand I better get started. Luckily, that's my only final tomorrow. What do you have? Are you prepared? Am I talking to myself?

It's official. AP leads to insanity.

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Update. It's 5:20 pm and I still haven't started.
Wandered onto mylifeisaverage.com.
"Today,in U.S. History, we were reading quotes from Abraham Lincoln. One was, "It is better to leave your mouth closed and have others think you a fool than open your mouth and prove it." Suddenly, very loudly, a girl in the back of the class asks, "What does that mean?" MLIA

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Update. It's 7:01 pm and I'm getting seriously discouraged.

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8:31 pm and I'm watching bad breath videos. Starting notes at completion of this post, promise.

Jibberish?

Seriously considering rushing the paper in my 50 minute gifted class tomorrow.
Math quiz I have to confront.
In the meantime, let's watch a video of some kid playing the ukulele and mumbling.

Update.
It's now 11:30 and I just got the parental "Are you still up?" shout from upstairs. Waking up early to do the math. This plan is obviously fool-proof.
The awesomeness that is my English paper will be written at school and printed at lunch. Hanging in the library is one of my favorite pasttimes.

GO SCHOOL!

Hester, the slut.

And we're supposed to be the smart kids.
If you are also deemed unfit for regular education you should know what I'm talking about. Us AP kids are for sure the laziest of the whole damn school. It's currently 10:40 pm and I've yet to start on my english paper. my take-home math quiz. my 1000 chapters of history notes.

and here I am writing a blog and not caring that this isn't a sentence.
(but I'm slightly considering changing that "us" into a "we")

Well, anyways, this will chronicle/journal/follow my path through AP Junior Year...

Let's suffer together! :D