Well I said I had a rant, so here it is…But it’s not really a rant, it’s more like a long story that made me angry.

So my sister sold her first car -a blue VW Beetle- because it was a stickshift, and she wasn’t a fan of the color. So my dad was looking on Craigslist for a green (yes, green) VW Beetle that was also an automatic. When you get that specific, searching gets pretty tough.

So my dad was looking for quite some time until he came across someone in Indianapolis with an automatic green Beetle for less than what we were looking for. So my dad calls him up and they arrange to make the deal. But Indianapolis is something like a 5 hour drive from our house. So my dad and my little sister went to my aunt’s house to stay the night after they made the trade. My mom had to drive my dad down about 2 hours away to my aunt’s house, then drive back. That way my dad would get the car and drive it back by himself. Things are looking great, so my older sister is obviously excited, because a green VW Beetle has been her dream car for…probably the last 5 years. This was a dream come true, for her.

My dad had to be really sure that the car was ours, because he had to do a lot of driving just to get it. My dad probably talked to the guy 5-6 times, to make sure things were going well. At one point the man actually told my dad, “Yeah you can come any time now, the car is yours.” He told him this probably a few minutes before my dad got to his house to make the trade.

So later that night, I go over to Lindsay’s house and we take pictures (did I forget to mention this all happens on the night of homecoming?) and I get a text from my sister. She told me to call her really quick, so I do. She tells me in an upset tone to give the phone to mom, because the guy with the car sold the car already…so I handed it to my mom and I can hear my sister crying to her and explaining how the guy intentionally sold the car before my dad got there.

I didn’t really believe it, so I called my dad and asked him if this was for real, and that this wasn’t some sort of cruel joke. He tells me that it was no joke, and he was 5 minutes from his house to go tell him off, along with my enraged aunt, who happened to be driving. After that phone call I go back to my house to take more pictures with Lindsay, my sister, and her date.

My sister gets a text from my dad saying that my aunt got pulled over for speeding, and on top of that, she was driving on an out-of-date licence plate. So she got a ticket that totaled somewhere around $150. Then when they got there, my aunt starts yelling, and ends up getting cussed out by the seller’s wife. My dad said the seller looked really upset and didn’t realize that it was them, and he said that he looked like he was almost going to cry. But the wife was screaming and yelling at them. So they had to leave with several hundred dollars wasted in fines, tolls, gas. As well as several hundred miles added onto their cars. All for nothing.

I don’t know what to say. The other day we lost 2-0 against one of the worst teams in the league, and we haven’t lost to them in years. I’m still pretty mad about it. Oh well, next time we play them we’ll be more prepared and our confidence won’t be so high. We should win.

I don’t really like one of my classes, Computer Applications: Word and Excel. It’s so easy and the teacher thinks we’re all morons when it comes to computers.

“Do you see that big “X” in the upper-right corner? What do you guys think it does?”

Then she tells us all of this stuff and makes us practice things that would, for me, only prove counter-productive if I were creating a Word document or something like that. For example: She won’t let us do ctrl+c and ctrl+v for copy and paste, we have to use the “Copy to Clipboard” button, then the paste button. If we do it with shortcuts, we get marked down for “doing it incorrectly”. Which doesn’t make sense, how can you do something wrong if you accomplish the same thing but several times faster? I want to test out of it, but I’m too late for that. I have to stick with it all trimester. Oh well, it’s an easy A, I suppose.

Today was the last Monday of the school year. Now that is exciting. Today was pretty straight-forward stuff for exam week. Biology and French we just presented our projects (I have yet to present for Biology, but other groups did). Gym was just, well, gym. We ran and played games. History and Geometry were just review time.

I don’t have a whole lot of work for today, just looking over reviews, finishing reviews, and anything else I think may be necessary for exams.

I feel like ranting right now, so I’ll rant about something I witnessed a lot during Gym today:

Those annoying kids that don’t participate when you play games. Whether they stand in the way of everything with their arms folded, or they make excuses to sit to the side, it’s still annoying. Some of us want to get a participation grade, and some of us like having fun. But if you want to get in our way with your arms folded, standing stupidly next to your friend as you talk about some off topic nonsense, that just ruins it for the rest of us. One girl in my gym class today was actually running from the ball. She caught it by accident (I dunno how, but she did) and she dropped it and ran away screaming. Other times she’d just run away. Then there’s the ones that just sit there and complain when the ball gets to them. Then they try to criticize the way you play the game. This rant isn’t very organized, but I’m just typing what comes to mind.

All in all, if you’re not going to participate, take the F and leave. Don’t stand in the middle of the gym doing nothing and making things worse.