Lord of the Flies is a Pig Head??

In Lit, we are reading Lord of the Flies. Some people say it's a boring book, but I find it very very interesting. Sure, some parts are more violent than the others, but come on, Jack, Ralph, Piggy, and Simon are just so fun to read about. I'm on Chapter 8 right now and I have just found out that the title, Lord of the Flies, is actually the sow's bloody head???!!!! What? I get that the flies are surrounding the rotten pig head, but the flies part is also a part of the title? Now I get why there is a huge fly on the cover with.. Piggy?! Again, surprise surprise. I'm guessing that Piggy's death (probably) is going to be related to Lord of the Flies. Wow, now I look at the title so much differently from before. The pig's head represents fear, desire, and power. Fear is my favorite one because I am starting to trace back to the previous chapters and realize that the "beast" is the littleuns' nightmares. They have never actually seen the beast, and the man with the parachute is just a hallucination from their fear. They are scaring themselves for the whole time. But the situation is totally conceivable, because while doing this homework, I've managed to circle all my stuff animals around me in a ring shape, and still scared!!! It's not a good idea to do this homework at night while being alone in the house!!

Let The "Torture" Begin

Hello friends and friends!!! I'm extra enthusiastic at 2am. :) :) Just kidding. I just finished my odd day homework, and for some reason, I actually don't want to go to sleep right now, so I'd like to update you guys on my life. So, last week was the forecasting week for my school, which means that I was going to go through one of the most conflicted weeks that I'll have in a year. I've been planning and adding up credits long before last week; things were going smoothly until THEY CHANGED CLASSES!? It's fine, really, but I have to rearrange them now. I did by the way, and I think it's great. Since I'll be a Junior next year, it means that I'm on my way to the intimidating IB Diploma Program. It wasn't intimidating to me two months ago, not before my Junior and Senior friends told me the stress+workload of it. To be honest, it does seem to be dreadful now since I've been seeing their extra-dark circles 24-7. Will it be a torture? We'll see. But whatever it is, I'm willing to try it, and NOT DROP OUT! NOPE! I won't drop out, and I'll tell you guys more about IB! Hopefully I'll make through the two years with at least some sort of sleep.

Daily

Heya :D Muahahaha, my friend always does that! Anyhow, I can't come up with something creative to write about, so I'll just update you guys on my life. Let's start. First of all, this had been an extremely long and bad week for me. Second semester started on Monday, which means that I'm having an almost -brand-new schedule. I don't like having a new schedule, because it's going to take me a long time to adapt the people and the environment. Secondly, I couldn't talk properly; I either messed up the -ish words or the -er words. Third, I didn't even have that much homework this week, yet I still felt totally exhausted. Yesterday, I was furiously scribing radicals and exponents on my poor graphing paper while counting down the days till summer. "aler, aler," my e-mail notifications popped up. "Wow, what a distraction." I was irritated, but I checked anyways. It turned out that I won a contest which I entered a long time ago; I was so happy that I almost fell off my chair. So I guess the moral is to never give up on life; just as I was about to give up, something amazing happened. It really taught me to look forward to things, even if I just experienced the worst day.