Purple Penguins Parachute

No clue what my title means...other than the fact that penguin is my new word, and that I like to alliterate, and use the letter P.
I hate algebra.  It can be somewhat fun, but very somewhat.
And...I just started it Friday.
I have school tomorrow ^_^  If I didn't have to get up so early for it I'd be more excited, but I do have to get up early for it, and I don't like to get up early.  I'm one of those people who abhors getting up early.
But I do like school...Somewhat.  I'm iffy about Algebra 1 and Consumer Math.
And square roots...goodness...they make no sense!
Okay, something that gets on my nerves sometimes is girls thinking that they need a boyfriend.  Yes, boyfriends are very nice to have, but not to the point that they're going, "I need him, I need him!"  If they've dated him beforehand, and he broke up with them, then it makes more sense to be all upset and stuff.
I'm gonna be a nun, as said before, so...ya know, put all the drama that comes with guys far far away from myself.
But I have the feeling that I'm gonna be getting some of that drama at school...I sure hope not!
My kinda drama is fake tears when I'm told to put on shoes, or freaking out because my funky socks are matched...according to color!  That last one was a horrible time!  Actually, they both were horrible times!
I'm very opinionated.  Methinks that it might run in the family, but ya never know.
I'm just opinionated.  I heard that it also comes with being a redhead...
Ya know, once I hit a boy on the head with a songbook.  He deserved it, and I'm not sorry for it either.  He got what was coming to him.  He wants to think that I'm a wicked redhead, well guess what, this gets him hit on the head with a songbook.  Hard. 
*clears throat* Um, so just forget that last part, because...well...I was provoked, and returning his verbal blows with physical ones.  I was too mad to talk.
I don't get mad all that easily, (I don't think) but when I do get mad, I am furious.  Like, really really mad...and fuming.
Okay, well we're done talking about mad people.
No, depressed people are not a good topic either.
Let's talk about hyper people.
Right now I'm kinda hyper.  Very hyper actually.
And I have...what do I have...OH!  No, I need to get meself a new sketchbook.  Mine are almost full.
And I have sketch ideas.
My normal little girl sketches, hugging people, maybe some hands being held, a person on a roof, a person on a hayloft, a cartoon person crying, and I might try to cartoon some more of my family.  But I ain't that great at it.
Ya know, I think I'd get into trouble if I was in my English class for saying ain't.
But it is a word!  Just try reading your dictionary sometime.  You'll see.
I have an awesome family.
But my grandpa about made me cry trying to explain my scatter plots.  I finally got it...but...ugh, math is stressful.
Would anyone like to do my math for me? Please let no teacher see this, please let no teacher see this, please let no teacher see this!
I probably wouldn't let you even if you offered.  Unless it was like really stressing me out.  But I know that saying even that will probably get my grandparents annoyed at me.  They get that way if I post something like that...it's weird.
YAY FOR SCHOOL!
I'm gonna have to take pictures of my binder, and post them on here.  I bet y'all'd love em.
I best depart now.  LOVE Y'ALL!
~Katie :)