oh, by the way --- we figured out that all of the beetles are actually doing perfectly fine. instead of staying out in the open, they all decided to become homebodies and stay inside the crumpled wad of paper towel that Erin put in their container. go figure.
Those bugs creep me out. lol.
Monday, October 27, 2008
Welcome Back to the real World
soo... today i am completely exhausted. which is completely random and unexplainable because i've been trying to make sure that i've gotten enough sleep and went to bed early enough and woken up before noon this whole weekend. so there is no reasonable explanation for my trying my hardest not to fall asleep in class today. lol.
Anyway i had a pretty fun weekend these past few days. From Thursday till sunday i rode my snowmachine in every day, went to the volleyball games, hung out with friends, and basically just had a great time hanging out with guys.
i don't even remember fully what i did on thursday... i know that i went in to see carlos, and then i pretty much just stayed at his place that whole time until i had to get home. friday i went in to bethel and watched the volleyball games. The Warriors have a killer JV team this year.
Saturday my dad and I woke up at like seven in the morning so that we could pick my mom up at the airport. after picking her up about half an hour late, my parents were going to go work on our truck at the boat harbor, and i didn't feel like spending all day in a cramped up car waiting for my parents to let me take them home so that i wouldnt have to stay stuck in one place wondering about whether or not i could go to the store. so i asked if i could go to carloses house until they were done.
lol they said yes, so i called carlos at like nine in the morning to tell him to unlock the door because i was going to his place, and he sounded so lost, the poor guy was still half asleep.
[ring ring]
*groggy*"Hello?"
"Carlos!"
"whaat?"
"Is your door locked?"
"What? i dont know... it shouldnt be."
"ok. im coming over."
"what? why?"
"mom and dad are gonna work on the truck. i dont want to spend all day in the car. im coming over."
"what? uh. ok. whatever."
"haha. ok bye."
i got to his house, went upstairs, opened the door to his bedroom, and was met by complete darkness. the transition from a half lit hallway to a completely dark bedroom was disorienting. i had to take a step back and spent a moment trying to get my bearings back.
carlos mumbled from his bed,
"You can watch T.V. or listen to music. or something."
instead i crashed on the couch with his cat. shoes, jacket and all.
an hour later carlos got up to take a shower and i was still sleeping on his couch, then my parents came to pick me up. I didn't tell carlos that i was leaving or anything, and he later told me that when he went back to his room and i was gone, he thought to himself... "whoa. was she even here?"
haha.
i told hannah that story, and she said her reaction would have been so much better.
i still think carlos had one heckuva reaction to that though lol.
anyway my parents came to pick me up and i went to the games
and hung out with mike and a few other people
went to the store with kara
went driving with eddie and i forget who else... i just remember that eddie was driving
and then
idk
i did a lot of stuff this weekend
it was all fun
a lot more active than most of my weekends have been so far
but you know what?
i think thats because i havent been to bethel for the whole two weeks that i've been stuck in oscarville.
lol.
maybe i was just ready to consider everything fun.
or maybe everyone else missed me enough to make stuff extra fun :)
lol idk.
ill edit this later
[arrow three]
Anyway i had a pretty fun weekend these past few days. From Thursday till sunday i rode my snowmachine in every day, went to the volleyball games, hung out with friends, and basically just had a great time hanging out with guys.
i don't even remember fully what i did on thursday... i know that i went in to see carlos, and then i pretty much just stayed at his place that whole time until i had to get home. friday i went in to bethel and watched the volleyball games. The Warriors have a killer JV team this year.
Saturday my dad and I woke up at like seven in the morning so that we could pick my mom up at the airport. after picking her up about half an hour late, my parents were going to go work on our truck at the boat harbor, and i didn't feel like spending all day in a cramped up car waiting for my parents to let me take them home so that i wouldnt have to stay stuck in one place wondering about whether or not i could go to the store. so i asked if i could go to carloses house until they were done.
lol they said yes, so i called carlos at like nine in the morning to tell him to unlock the door because i was going to his place, and he sounded so lost, the poor guy was still half asleep.
[ring ring]
*groggy*"Hello?"
"Carlos!"
"whaat?"
"Is your door locked?"
"What? i dont know... it shouldnt be."
"ok. im coming over."
"what? why?"
"mom and dad are gonna work on the truck. i dont want to spend all day in the car. im coming over."
"what? uh. ok. whatever."
"haha. ok bye."
i got to his house, went upstairs, opened the door to his bedroom, and was met by complete darkness. the transition from a half lit hallway to a completely dark bedroom was disorienting. i had to take a step back and spent a moment trying to get my bearings back.
carlos mumbled from his bed,
"You can watch T.V. or listen to music. or something."
instead i crashed on the couch with his cat. shoes, jacket and all.
an hour later carlos got up to take a shower and i was still sleeping on his couch, then my parents came to pick me up. I didn't tell carlos that i was leaving or anything, and he later told me that when he went back to his room and i was gone, he thought to himself... "whoa. was she even here?"
haha.
i told hannah that story, and she said her reaction would have been so much better.
i still think carlos had one heckuva reaction to that though lol.
anyway my parents came to pick me up and i went to the games
and hung out with mike and a few other people
went to the store with kara
went driving with eddie and i forget who else... i just remember that eddie was driving
and then
idk
i did a lot of stuff this weekend
it was all fun
a lot more active than most of my weekends have been so far
but you know what?
i think thats because i havent been to bethel for the whole two weeks that i've been stuck in oscarville.
lol.
maybe i was just ready to consider everything fun.
or maybe everyone else missed me enough to make stuff extra fun :)
lol idk.
ill edit this later
[arrow three]
Thursday, October 16, 2008
Wednesday, October 15, 2008
Status Response
Some things that give a person status could be how much money they have, what kind of friends they have and what they do with those friends, and which family they came from.
In general, social classes are determined by how much money people have: you're either in the upper [rich] class, upper middle class, middle class, lower middle class, or the lower [poor] class. In general, theres the rich, the poor, and the people in the middle of it all.
Social status could also be determined by your job. This kind of runs in the same line as how much money you have, but your job could determine how much money you have and the kind of person you are. A Hooker and a Priest COULD make the same amount of money, but obviously, one is going to get a lot more respect than the other, and they both stand in very different social groups. A celebrity also has a very different social status from someone that, say, works in a coffee shop.
Your friends could also determine what your social status is. People don't just see you from how you look, act or what you do, but from how your friends look, act and do too. you could dress in bright clothes, wear neutral makeup and get straight A's, but if your friends dress in all black, have millions of piercings and couldn't care less about school, then that's pretty much what your social status is too.
another thing that we didn't discuss in class but i just realized shows your social status, or takes part in your social status or whatever, is our family. Family plays a big part in social status. If someone comes from a family that's rich and powerful, then they're probably going to have a higher status than someone who comes from a low-income family that doesn't really have all that much power in the community. but if the rich family is one full of crime, greed, being mean, and bad acts, while the lower-income family is known for community acts, being good and a whole bunch of "good" stuff, then even though the richer family might have a higher status, the family with better morals will have a better status.
so status can be determined by a lot of different things, and can be determined in a lot of different ways. i think status is a really complex concept, and kind of a broad subject. even talking about social status is pretty broad. There's so many different ways that i can think of to define status, that it's all just a jumble in my head... and i don't think that i could fit all of that into one blog :)
In general, social classes are determined by how much money people have: you're either in the upper [rich] class, upper middle class, middle class, lower middle class, or the lower [poor] class. In general, theres the rich, the poor, and the people in the middle of it all.
Social status could also be determined by your job. This kind of runs in the same line as how much money you have, but your job could determine how much money you have and the kind of person you are. A Hooker and a Priest COULD make the same amount of money, but obviously, one is going to get a lot more respect than the other, and they both stand in very different social groups. A celebrity also has a very different social status from someone that, say, works in a coffee shop.
Your friends could also determine what your social status is. People don't just see you from how you look, act or what you do, but from how your friends look, act and do too. you could dress in bright clothes, wear neutral makeup and get straight A's, but if your friends dress in all black, have millions of piercings and couldn't care less about school, then that's pretty much what your social status is too.
another thing that we didn't discuss in class but i just realized shows your social status, or takes part in your social status or whatever, is our family. Family plays a big part in social status. If someone comes from a family that's rich and powerful, then they're probably going to have a higher status than someone who comes from a low-income family that doesn't really have all that much power in the community. but if the rich family is one full of crime, greed, being mean, and bad acts, while the lower-income family is known for community acts, being good and a whole bunch of "good" stuff, then even though the richer family might have a higher status, the family with better morals will have a better status.
so status can be determined by a lot of different things, and can be determined in a lot of different ways. i think status is a really complex concept, and kind of a broad subject. even talking about social status is pretty broad. There's so many different ways that i can think of to define status, that it's all just a jumble in my head... and i don't think that i could fit all of that into one blog :)
Tuesday, October 14, 2008
An Amateur's Perception of the Mealworm and Big Black Beatle's Life Cycle
Today before writing Jackie was looking at the meal worms and beetles, and she noticed that there were new baby meal worms, so everyone went to go check it out, and then we noticed that all the beetles were dead. They were all just laying upside down on top of the brown paper towel that we put in the jar, and it looked like there weren't that many left. There were a lot of beetle parts in the jar though, so I'm guessing that as they were dying off, the beetles were eating each other, and as more and more died they were all getting weaker and weaker, until when the last few were left, they were too exhausted to rip each other apart after death, and so they all just died in their own little corners or areas of the jar. And so the beetles all died, leaving the meal worms to fend for themselves and learn how to kill each other all on their own after they mature. Bugs are weird. I'm glad humans aren't cannibals :).
Friday, October 10, 2008
relocation
so it's official -- I'm transferring to anchorage next semester :)
no more isolation and not being able to walk to the store or missing out on social events
nothing but living with Hannah and [maybe] driving my own car from January on out
the anticipation is killing me.
I've got to admit though, I read a few blogs a few days back about the number of kids who have started transferring to Anchorage, and it makes me feel kind of guilty.
Apparently, because of the rising gas and grocery prices, and the lack of jobs, more people from the bush are moving to the city, and schools are finding themselves with less and less students. Our own school has found itself losing students within the past few years. after starting out with 35 students three years ago, at least two students trasferred that year, then at least four students transferred last year, and one of our seniors graduated, then this year another student transferred, and I'm going to transfer too. Throughout the whole duration of three years, we've only gotten one new kindergarten student, and so now the number of students in our school is 28, soon to be 27.
Again. That leaves me feeling kind of guilty... But not guilty enough to stay.
I was talking to someone about moving, and they said that they would probably find it hard to move, because they felt a certain loyalty to the students and staff, or a certain responsibility, because everyone relies on everyone else so much. My not being a teacher, or principal, or staff member or anything, i couldn't really relate to what they were saying, but i realized that was because i was the student, the one relying on authority, rather than the one being relied on. I'm not responsible for anyone in Oscarville, and because I'm a teenager [haha], the only future that I really need to focus on is mine. wow. I sound self-centered. idk. I'm used to moving around a lot. it's what i do. It keeps my world going round. the end.
no more isolation and not being able to walk to the store or missing out on social events
nothing but living with Hannah and [maybe] driving my own car from January on out
the anticipation is killing me.
I've got to admit though, I read a few blogs a few days back about the number of kids who have started transferring to Anchorage, and it makes me feel kind of guilty.
Apparently, because of the rising gas and grocery prices, and the lack of jobs, more people from the bush are moving to the city, and schools are finding themselves with less and less students. Our own school has found itself losing students within the past few years. after starting out with 35 students three years ago, at least two students trasferred that year, then at least four students transferred last year, and one of our seniors graduated, then this year another student transferred, and I'm going to transfer too. Throughout the whole duration of three years, we've only gotten one new kindergarten student, and so now the number of students in our school is 28, soon to be 27.
Again. That leaves me feeling kind of guilty... But not guilty enough to stay.
I was talking to someone about moving, and they said that they would probably find it hard to move, because they felt a certain loyalty to the students and staff, or a certain responsibility, because everyone relies on everyone else so much. My not being a teacher, or principal, or staff member or anything, i couldn't really relate to what they were saying, but i realized that was because i was the student, the one relying on authority, rather than the one being relied on. I'm not responsible for anyone in Oscarville, and because I'm a teenager [haha], the only future that I really need to focus on is mine. wow. I sound self-centered. idk. I'm used to moving around a lot. it's what i do. It keeps my world going round. the end.
Thursday, October 9, 2008
red bandana
so erin hates it when we write "Gaawsh, im so booored!! [insert whiney voice here]" posts, but i just cant refrain.
because i am soooo goshdarned bored!! [dont forget to insert the whiney voice]
not much has really happened since the last time ive posted...
which was quite a while ago, it seems.
well i guess that a lot has happened.
its just not all that great.
and so. when the bad happens. its best to just forget about it right.
right.
i did get a red bandana this weekend though.
wow that was aweseom.
mike gave it to me when he drove past in delwens car and i was walking with dayle toward the church.
lol.
i love spontaniety. even though i know thats not a word :)
because i am soooo goshdarned bored!! [dont forget to insert the whiney voice]
not much has really happened since the last time ive posted...
which was quite a while ago, it seems.
well i guess that a lot has happened.
its just not all that great.
and so. when the bad happens. its best to just forget about it right.
right.
i did get a red bandana this weekend though.
wow that was aweseom.
mike gave it to me when he drove past in delwens car and i was walking with dayle toward the church.
lol.
i love spontaniety. even though i know thats not a word :)
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