The Adventures of Ginny and Harry- February 26, 2011

Today, Harry came from the City to see me:)
We kissed. And hugged. And laid on my floor, singing Jack Johnson. We went walking around the Town so he could see where I was from. We danced on the Wii. He played with my hair. I played with his. We wrapped each other in bubble wrap. We spent a wonderful 4 hours together.

I miss him. He is my sunshine.

~Ginny

Reality Sucks Balls.

Reality isn't gay, no, that would be a compliment on Reality's behalf. Reality is just stupid. Reality sucks balls.

I hope it chokes.

My papaw died Monday and I missed Tuesday of school, I went on Wednesday, and missed Thursday and today. Everyone's been so nice. Everyone's praying, and its a very nice thing. Harry's been here for me, but not all the way. Last Saturday, I got to hang out with him while we were in the City. It was nice, feeling him beside me again. LDR= Difficult.

I made his grades drop. He has a D- because of me. It's not like he's stupid, he's just easily distracted by his lady. ["I'm sorry I'm so distracting and clingy." "It's not your fault." "Yes it is" ''NO! Shut up! I love you. Who wouldn't be distracted by you?"]

I'm not sure how I'm handling Papaw's death. It was expected and half-way longed for (he had Cancer), but it doesn't make it any less painful. It doesn't help that I'm getting Harry in trouble for talking to me when I need him. It also doesn't help that we got in a fight last night. But when we fight, its over very soon.

I'm such a good girlfriend because EVEN THOUGH I was mad, and EVEN THOUGH I had homework of my own to do and EVEN THOUGH I was sad from the funeral, I still peer-edited his paper. Because I'm such a loving person.

Funeral time.
Yuck.

~Ginny

Fun with Sloganizer.net

I was just browsing the interwebs, when I found a nifty website that makes nifty slogans.
http://www.sloganizer.net/en/


I typed in HisGinnyWeasley. 
Here are some of the things it said:


"HisGinnyWeasley, in touch with tomorrow."


"HisGinnyWeasley...whatever you want."


Oh my gawsh! This one is hilarious!:
"HisGinnyWeasley on the outside, tasty on the inside."


"HisGinnyWeasley- your personal intertainer."


"I fall for HisGinnyWeasley."


"HisGinnyWeasley keeps on going, and going, and going..."


"Step into the light with HisGinnyWeasley."


This is fun. :3
Go try it. 

HisGinnyWeasley on: School- Rant I: Math Class

Ten Reasons I Hate Math Class:


One: It is my first period class
I'm usually falling asleep and it sucks butt to be called on when your eyes are drooping and you've been focusing on NOT sleeping than the assignment.

Two: It's the longest class of the day
One hour and a half of pure, unadulterated Algebra II

Three: My math teacher does math like Dora the Explorer
I kid you not, he says things like, "We've been to the -1 line, we've been to th 0 line, where do we go next?" *silence* "That's right! The 1 line!" I half way expect him to start singing "We did it!"

Four: I'd much rather be blogging
I actually wrote this blog in his class on a piece of paper.

Five: I haven't had math in six months
Algebra II is a half-semester class and I didn't have to take it until second semester. They didn't make me take Algebra 1.5, so I lost pretty much all of my math knowledge.

Six: Math is boring
We do the same things over and over and over for an hour and a half in the butt crack of the morning.

Seven: I feel like I'm not good at it
I have not had it in six months. Its challenging and I'm lazy. I don't like work.

Eight: It's too darn quiet
I am a social butterfly. It's killer sitting still and quiet for A FREAKING HOUR AND A HALF.

Nine: I actually like my teacher
He's my academic team coach and so I see him a lot outside of school. Darn his niceness.

And Ten: ITS FREAKING MATH CLASS
(Pardon the following stereotypes. I am not racist.)
I am not Asian. I am not Indian. I hate math because I am American. It is the very reason I decided that I didn't want to be a pilot.

Moral of the story?
Math is a dream-crusher.

~Ginny