If you're going to San Francisco...

I DON'T reccomend using the elevators in China Town.

I was with my two Aunts and three cousins, and we were making our way back to the parking structure where the car was parked.  To get down to the parking structure from the town area, you have to use an elevator, which is located outside near a park.  So we proceed into the elevator, continuing our conversation because there was no one else in the elevator.  The elevator kept making weird noises that I thought nothing of at first.  For any of you who have played Uno Attack, you most likely know the noise of the wheels moving but no cards spitting out.  This usually happens when there are little to no cards left in the machine, are the little wheels are picking up any cards to spit out.  For those of you who haven't played Uno Attack, I highly reccogmend it.  Anyways, that sound is like the noise of the elevator.  After about two minutes in the elevator our conversation died off, and then I heard the noise again.  I took it as the elevator was straining to move but somehow couldn't.  Not good, right?  This is when a panic signal went through my brain and I started freaking out.  All I could think of is how sketchy this whole situation was, complete with the elevator in china town in San Fran at night.  My aunt then said it may be a good idea to start pushing buttons and see if that would help, so I did.  Luckily after a minute of me pushing buttons, the elevator stopped making the dredded noise and we all felt it move.  Of course, after we finally arrived at a floor of the parking garage, it was the wrong floor.

ARE YOU KIDDING ME!

So everyone got back in the elevator except me who didn't want to go back into the sketchy elevator.  I though what's worse, a sketchy elevator with my family, or a dark, sketchy parking garage in San Francisco at night with people I didn't know.  I decided to take my chances with the sketchy elevator again, and thankfully this time the ride to another floor was smooth.

right after we got out of the elevator

However, the sketchy elevator wasn't the last thing that freaked me out that night.

We decided to get Ghiredelli's ice cream after dinner at chinatown, but the only problem was that my grandma and aunt didn't know exactly how to get there from where we were.  So they were telling my grandpa what streets to turn on that could possibly get us to Ghiredellis.  Well, at one point my grandpa made a wrong turn onto a cable car ONLY street.  It was bad enough that we were on the street, but we were also going the opposite direction the cable cars would be going.  So I start freaking out because the cable cars cant stop so easily on the road, so if one started coming we would most likely be in a car accident.  Then, my grandpa found an entrance to get back to the regular street which was clearly marked with a DO NOT ENTER sign, but he turned into it anyways and ran a red light.  At the next light we had to turn, and my grandpa started to turn during a red light and almost hit a few people who were crossing the street at that time.

You also have to take into account that traffic in San Francisco is horrible.

This is a map that shows the cable car routes just so you can get an idea of the setting.

Today was Interesting

Well first of all I had tests in all my classes so that made a great start for my Friday(not really.)  Today was the last day of the 6-week grading period though, so it will good to see what my grades are when they come in the mail.

Alright so here is my story for the day...

First period I have math, which would actually be the last class I would choose to have in the morning, partly because I am still half asleep and I think my teacher may be too.  I really don't think my geometry teacher knows how to teach very well.  The reason for this is that the notes we give us come straight out of the book so she does not have to make up any problems, and even then, many of the problems she messes up and calls them a "math joke."  So pretty much when I go to do my homework I have to re-teach the lesson to myself because I just get really confused in class.  Oh and in my class many of the kids are messing around like throwing papers, moving each others desks, and other things.  The thing is, my teacher doesn't notice ANY of this.   When she sees something out of the corner of her eye, which is rarely, she asks what's going on and the class responds "oh its just a math joke."  Then her standard response is "Well I know that math is just so much fun you can't contain yourselves, but let's finish the notes."  So this is usually how the classroom goes.

Well today, we had a test in this class.  We usually review before the test, but since my teacher was gone the day before and didn't get to review with her other classes, she thought it would be unfair to review with us so we just started the test right away, much to my disappointment might I add.  Alright so I am almost done with my test and then the principal comes on over the loudspeaker and tells the school we are going into a lock down drill.  In case you don't know, for this drill the teacher is suppose to turn off the lights and lock the door, while the students hide somewhere in the classroom, and they use this for when creepers come onto the campus and well yeah.  So after that announcement(announcements, announcements, announcements huh!) my teacher says "Oh we don't have time to do this during the test, so just stay in your seats."  Then my teacher locks the door and turns off the lights, but unfortunately, I have a solar powered calculator. A little advice, NEVER by a solar powered calculator.  They are a pain to get to stay on in dim lighting.  Well to my luck, my calculator turns of when I have like 5 problems left of the test and I can't get very much farther without it.  So I just sit there waiting for the drill to be over and then I see my teacher walk over to the door and OPEN it. Yes, open it, and she just kinda stood there looking out.  Even though it's a drill, you are supposed to treat it like the real thing and NOT, I repeat NOT open the door.  During this drill, there are proctors walking around outside making sure all the classrooms have their lights off, doors locked, and they cannot see any students.  Well as my teacher opens the door a proctor walks by and asks, "What are you doing? I could have just shot you." and my teachers reaction, "Oh, I'm sorry, I didn't realize."

Well of course she got the whole class's attention when my teacher opened the door, so when the proctor said that most of the class starts laughing, and the others are just thinking about how ridiculous this whole thing was.

I mean seriously?  I would think that a teacher would know not to open the door during that kind of situation.

yeah I know ridiculous that this is my story of the day, but that is usually how school days go.

Time Goes by Fast

At the end of this month it will be a year since my family got a German Shepherd puppy named Ivan.  When we first got him, he was 2-3 months old and about 20 pounds.

Well, he kept growing and growing (about 10 pounds a month), and he now weighs around 120 pounds.  The vet told us that he isn't done growing yet, and won't be for another 6 months.

Winter Camp Pics

So for those of you who have been asking me to upload pictures from winter camp, coughcoughliliacough, here they are!

Heather, Lilia, and Ana's faces are so ridiculous in this picture