Birthday

My birthday (I'm seventeen now) was actually yesterday, but I didn't have time to post because of the Spanish Honor Society induction. I was the secretary this past year (I was the only one nominated when we had elections at the beginning of the year), so I had to stand up and do stuff during the ceremony. I was embarrassed because I started giggling during what should have been a solemn moment. The inductees were supposed to come up one at a time and light a small candle from the bigger, central candle, and Valerie O'Brien tried to light her candle from the wrong end. I don't think anyone was offended, though. Except Ms. Greene, but she tends to be overly serious about things. At the National Honor Society induction, she got all huffy when Kelly Rockwell was being kind of silly.

Anyway, my birthday was very good. My mom, sister, and I had to get hepatitis A shots because of our planned trip to Italy this summer (apparently you're supposed to get them when you leave the country). We got up early and went to the county health department for that, and then we went to McDonalds for breakfast. I'm not a fan of McDonalds at all, but they have delicious hotcakes. The only thing I like there is the breakfast. My mom drove us to school, and the rest of the day was pretty good. I'd rather not go to school on my birthday, but at least I didn't have any tests or anything. There's a tradition at Auburn of people pinning money to your shirt when it's your birthday, so I made $6.25 (Maya gave me a quarter). Not bad...

Mr. Fischer wasn't at school, so I got to go to Ms. Floming's room for sixth hour. I love her class; they're like a sitcom or something. Ms. Floming just adds to it with her cute/whiny demeanor. Two boys were having a contest to see who could get the most people to give them hugs, so I had to give one of them an "air hug." This very strange boy, Thomas Ventimiglia, started talking to me for no reason. They were filling out this interest survey, which everyone had to fill out in English classes, and one of the choices for a career was "funeral director." I mentioned that I'd read somewhere that Angelina Jolie wanted to be a funeral director, and Thomas was like, "Huh. It's always the weird ones." I just started laughing. One kid, whose name is Theodore but who goes by Bo, got in an argument with Ms. Floming, and argued, "You're just jealous because you're not named after a Huxtable!" As it turns out, he's named after Theo on The Cosby Show. Who names their children after characters on The Cosby Show? Have you ever watched The Cosby Show? No one on it can act. It's like Leave It to Beaver for black people, only not really, because they all act like white people.

I decided that I'm going to make for myself a large and definitive notebook with everything that I need to remember, that I can always have handy. Like the difference between "continual" and "continuous." I looked it up once, but I never remember. It's probably not a hugely important thing to know in everyday use, because most people use them interchangeably, but then I can use the right one and feel good about myself.