It must be PMS or something, because I was practically ready to start bawling.
But to my disappointment, all Lilly said was, 'Well, if you can't figure it out, I'm not going to tell you.' When I protested this,
she went: 'Part of the journey of achieving self-actualization is that you have to reach it on your own, without help or guidance from others. Otherwise, you won't feel as keen a sense of accomplishment. But I will give you a hint: Right now, your talent
is staring you in the face.'
I looked around, but I couldn't figure out what she was talking about. There was nothing staring me in the face that I could
see. No one was looking at me at all. Boris was busy scraping away with his bow, and Michael was fingering his keyboard furiously (and silently), but that was about it. Everyone else was bent over their Kaplan review books or doodling or making sculptures out of Vaseline or whatever.
I still have no idea what Lilly was talking about. There is nothing I am talented at - except maybe telling a fish fork apart from
a normal one.
I can't believe that all I thought I needed in order to achieve self-actualization was the love of the man to whom
I have pledged my heart. Knowing Michael loves me - or at least really likes me - just makes it all worse. Because his incredible talentedness just makes the fact that I am not . good at anything even more obvious.
I wish I could go to the nurse's office and take a nap. But they won't let you do that unless you have a temperature,
and I'm pretty sure all I have is jet lag.
I knew it was going to be a bad day. If I had had on my Queen Amidala underwear, I never would have realized how
pathetic I am.
Tuesday, January 19th,
World Civ.
Inventor
Invention
Benefits to Society
Cost to Society
Samuel B. Morse
Telegraph
Easier communication
Disrupted view (wires)
Thomas A. Edison
Electric light
Phonograph
Easier to turn on lights
Less expensive than candles
Music in the home
w/o anyone playing instrument
Society didn't trust them
weren't successful at first
Music in the home
sound was bad at first
Ben Franklin
Franklin stove
Lightning rod
Less fuel, easier cooking
Less chance of house being struck
More pollution
Ugly
Eli Whitney
Cotton gin
Less work
Less employment
A. Graham Bell
Telephone
Easier communications
Disrupted view (wires)
Elias Howe
Sewing machine
Less work
Less employment
Chris. Scholes
Typewriter
Easier work
Less employment
Henry Ford
Automobile
assembly line
More cars
Pollution
I will never invent anything, either of benefit or cost to any society, because I am a talentless reject.
Homework:
Algebra: probs at beginning of Chapter 11 (no review session, Mr G has mtgs - also, just started semester, so nothing to review yet. Also, not flunking any more!!!!!!) English: update journal (How I Spent My Winter Break -500 words)
Biology: Read Chapter 13
Health and Safety: Chapter 1: You and Your Environment
G & T: Figure out secret talent
French: Chapitre Dix
World Civ.: Chapter 13: Brave New World
Tuesday, January 19th,
in the Limo on Way to Grandmere's for Princess Lesson
Things To Do:
1. Find Queen Amidala underwear.
2. Stop obsessing over whether or not Michael loves me vs. being in love with me. Be happy with what I have.
Remember, lots of girls have no boyfriends at all. Or they have really gross ones with no front teeth like on
Maury Povich.
3. Call Tina to compare notes on how the not-chasing-boys thing is working.
4. Do all homework. Do not get behind first day!!!!!
5. Wrap Michael's present.
6. Find out what Grandmere talked to Mom about last night. Oh, God, please do not let it be something weird like
wanting to take me clay-pigeon shooting. I don't want to shoot any clay pigeons. Or anything else, for that matter.
7. Stop biting fingernails.
8. Buy cat litter.
9. Figure out secret talent.
10. GET SOME SLEEP!!!!!!!!! Boys don't like girls who have huge purple bags under their eyes. Not even perfect
boys like Michael.
Tuesday, January 19th,
Still in the Limo on Way to Grandmere's for Princess Lesson
(presidential motorcade going by, stuck in traffic on FDR, underneath the United Nations)
Draft for English Journaclass="underline"
How I Spent My Winter Break
I spent my Winter Break in Genovia, population 50,000. Genovia is a principality located on the Cote d'Azur between
Italy and France. Genovia's main export is olive oil. Its main import is tourists. Recently, however, Genovia has begun
suffering from considerable damage to its infrastructure due to foot traffic from the many yachts that dock in its harbour
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