Don't Multitask

My new computers motto. I'm thankful that I finally have my own laptop, although I'm back and using my mom's again. I'm also thankful for the offer from my stepdad's brother to work technological magic and make the computer run well. For right now I'm using two laptops. Mine to play the little music I've put on it and the one for typing this up. I've discovered trying to do more than one thing on my laptop doesn't work well. Earlier I was trying to listen to music and surf the web, this resulted to the music becoming completely choppy and sounding hilarious. The only problem I have now is that I can only plug in one computer at a time and my laptop lasts an hour without being plugged.



Hope you all had a Merry Christmas!!! Can't wait for the New Year. Thinking about it, I can with the new year comes the due date for my English essay, I procrastinate to much an now only have a week left to write it.

The Storm Is Over

Now as long as the roads are mainly cleared I should survive. My last minute shopping shall be very last minute as in hopefully I can make it to the mall tomorrow. I may have to walk though since the roads are horrible. Yesterday's (seeing as it's after midnight) entertainment was vehicles unable to move. None of the roads have been cleared and although the main ones aren't horrible, the side streets are a mess. It will be days before the plows even hit my area because it is normally the last area to be cleared.
I'm just hoping that the snow won't ruin tonight's plans. The September sleepover already had to be cancelled, and the next isn't planned until after exams are over (unless we have an study session that runs late and no one wasn't to drive). Plus it's the Christmas sleepover. If we aren't able to get together for our gift exchange tomorrow we may have to wait until after Christmas is over and the excitement is gone.
That and how often can you stay up late with your friends watching Christmas movies. Once a year unless you have a random Christmas night in the middle of the summer. Either way I really don't want the plansto be cancelled due to the storm. That and rumor has it more snow is heading this way.

SNOW DAY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

I'm not sure if the school itself was close, but either way the buses weren't running so I didn't have to go to school today. The only problem is that I was hoping to get some Christmas shopping done today ad by the time I got up the snow had gotten pretty bad. I still have tomorrow to get the shopping for my friends done (though it may seem last minute I haven't had time to go yet) so I may have to wait until tomorrow. At least I have a plan as to what I wnt to get them which wll make my life a little easier.

Pile It On

It seems with Christmas Break coming up every teacher wants to get as much done as possible. They don't seem to consider the fact that few of us are able to deal with everything they give us. Reading for English isn't bad, although it may help if we actually knew when the poster for that class is due. Originally it was suppose to be last Friday but with all the reading we had to do as well as finishing our last literature circle, we were told the poster wasn't as important as finishing our novels, handing in the work we have done for it, the journals on our discussion time and our peer/self evaluations. So now we sit with our posters partly done since no one knows when it is due so it is falling to the bottom of the list.

In math my teacher decided that when was going to take this week to teacher us a chapter and give us an assignment o Friday (to be handed in at the end of class) although we spent to days just on the start of trigometric identities, and tomorrow is a shortened period with the mass, and supposedly we have a lengthened period six as well which cuts classes even shorter. That and Friday all of our classes are shortened for the Christmas Assembly.

In Peace and Politics my mark has finally gone up but the most annoying thing is that there is less than one month until the end of the semester and we still only have seventeen marks for the class. This means that every mark affects you grade. The highest mark in the class is an 89% which for a 12U class, that is low. Maybe for something like math it would make sense but for a class that most ue to pull up their average, its a religion class so all you should have to do is mak an opinion and write well, but the class can't seem to behave, the teacher gives us half notes then talks for the rest of class making it hard to learn. Plus we have an assignment that's due today, seeing as is after midnight, that sure may seem easy but the teachr wants us to make sure that we don't give the normal community service is good, it allowed me to help others, stuff that gets us the 90%-100% that boost our marks up since the 10 hours + the 2 page paper is normally 5%-10% of our final mark.

Sure this may be grade 12 but some teachers just take everything to the extreme especially since our schedules for classes are messed up this week and the fact that sometimes it may take until that day after Christmas break to finish the unit. Right now I'm ready to drop from all the work yet I can't unless I want to see my marks drop which can't happen since this year's marks are sent to universities and I need over an 80% average if I want to get into the basic program I want and that isn't including the co-op that I'm aiming for.

Question

This may really random, but I've been thinking a lot about book endings. Many were disappointed with the ending of Breaking Dawn since everything was settled peacefully. And many were happy with the end of Harry Potter with the huge fight.
So I've been thinking. Would people rather have a love story that ends with
1)the main character ending up with the guy she met at the beginning of the story
OR
2)the guy who she used to be friends with and dated for a little while, whose heart she broke.
The first guy she met after moving to a new school. He kisses her once and she can only compare it to the one guy she has kissed before so she thinks its amazing. They are good friends but nothing may come out of it if they don't want to.
The second guy is one whom she had gone out with a couple times but nothing amounted from it since she moved. He was in a band and after she moves she hears the band on a station that wants to play local talent (they still live in the same region, just apart and he has no clue where she is) play a song by his band. Throughout the entire song he whispers her name in the background (so heart breaking).
The final decision comes at prom night and she needs to choose.
So which you you perfer to read? And which one do you think is the more over used one?

Bored

I really shouldn't be seeing that I have so much work to do, yet I can't concentrate on it. It seems I work best when I'm avoiding other work. The only problem is that I have no other work to avoid. Sure I could be reading the rest of the stuff for English, maybe complete the questions, but I don't want to. Instead I planned on working on the scholarship again but it seems I can't, I distract myself with pointless stuff instead, like writing a post on how I'm not working on it.

I know the scholarship must be post marked by the 31st, and I am nearing the minumu amount, but it feels like I have so much more time than I actually do, especially since with Christmas coming up everything is about to get even busier.

I'm know fighting with myself just to stop from writing this post, but I really don't want to since it is something else for me to do. Maybe my better judgement will win and I'll get something done today...

Boys, Girls, Love and Crushes

I know most girls can look at a guy and say I'm not worthy of him. I may say that even though I know that there is no difference. I got this tree quote from Nire's fanfiction account, and she most likely found it else where.

-Girls
are like
apples on trees.
The best ones are
at the top of the tree.
The boys don’t want to reach
for the good ones because they
are afraid of falling and getting hurt.
Instead, they just get the rotten apples
from the ground that aren't as good,
but easy. So the apples at the top think
something is wrong with them, when in
reality, they're amazing. They just
have to wait for the right boy to
come along, the one who's
brave enough to
climb all
the way
to the top
of the tree

Of course many people look at it and say it is an excuse, giving us who don't date, never been kissed, and whatnot a reason why they don't have a guy. If you ask me part of the problem is that guys normally go for looks first. Like most teens they think about living in the moment and forget about the future and the fact that people change as they grow up.

I'm lucky to have friends that think like me, cause if they didn't it would make life harder. Sure we're all different when it comes to experience with guys, but over all that means nothing. They don't look at me, look at the guy then say good luck he's out of your league. Instead they agree with me, try to figure out why I like the guy, and then bug me about it every chance they get.

Either way the biggest bet right now is that the guy will never find out about my crush. I claim one day someone will put two and two together. My friends claim I act no differently around him then any other time, but I point out that during spare I'll be quiet, yet other times during the day when I have class with some of the other guys on spare I talk quite normally, and most likely am not as red since I seem to blush easily.

The other bet is that someone will slip the nickname out in front of him. You know those little code names so guys can't tell who your talking about. The only problem is now if we are talking about him, during the long msn conversations in which Maxine, Nire and I bug each other about the crushes, we are constantly using the code name even though no one else will see what we type. It has nearly reached the point where it is more like his name than his real name.

My number one question for myself right now is: confess or not? I'm not so worried about getting hurt, but rather just knowning that I've been turned down. I know I'm not the 'normal' girl that every guy looks for, but sometimes guys need to learn that a little off center can be a good thing. Who knows I may confess before graduation or wait until it hopefully fades out and gets replaced/

Still Procrastinating

It has been *checks last published time* about 3 hours since I claimed I would go back to working on my paper. I'm now up to one paragraph, and a lot of history on the Internet. Although I did eat supper which is a plus. Now to try and finish the paper and the rest of my homework seeing that Nire claimed that she will be online at some point tonight, leading to a loss of time since the conversations turn really funny too fast, and if Maxine is online all hope is lost for anything getting done, because the three of us together creates enough craziness to take over the world, and yes that is a random thought.

If you can't tell I'm rambling on about nothing really as a means of procrastination since no one is online right now. Although proof that Nire and I can change people comes from Olive. She was quite the normal person before the two of us changed her. Sure she is still a good student, but now she has some strange thoughts that make little sense expect to those like Nire, Maxine, and twin 2, as well as me. Trust me, if your normal and hang out with the beyond weird they will turn you.

I guess I really should stop rambling and try to write the rest of the paper before I go to sleep, because I already now that I will be stopping around midnight because I missed the first showing of Naruto and must catch the second on the west time of the show.

Writing a Paper

I've never really been one for writing formal papers for class, which is why at this moment I'm avoiding doing so. Although this time I really got into the research for it. The paper's focus was poverty, in Canada or around the world. I know some will choose Canada since it's where they live. Some will choose The States because that is where our textbook printed and contains the stats we need. Others, like my friend Maxine, will choose Africa as their point of focus. I wanted to do something that would stand out, but that I had enough information on since my grade in Peace and Politics needs a little improving.

While searching for information on some European countries, since I had no plan at the time I noticed a couple different sites mentioning the fact that the information was not completely accurate, I looked further into the matter and discovered it was due to the Roma living with in the area. I looked further into the matter and realized I could base my paper around that. The only problem was the fact that I should double check the idea with the teacher since I wasn't basing my paper around one country, but rather a group of people spread about the world.
I managed to get the approval so I began my research. I have come across quite a bit of information. I also have the ability to show that people are not only doing charitable work (improves quality of life for the moment, short-term) but justice (working towards a future good, long-term) can be found due to some programs.

So all the information I have, helpful, the fact that I know what I'm writing my paper on, good, all that's left to do is write the paper, horrible. I for one know that my formal writing skills match my grammar skills, nonexistent. So grammar can be corrected by friends, but friends can't write papers for you. What I can write is fiction, stories, those I can do. So it took a while but I figured it out while I was trying to think of the opening paragraph. This paper is like a documentary written out, in other words like a script. So to overcome my problem of horrible formal writing skills what I know is being turned into a script, and from there shall go into full paragraphs complete with quotes, citations, the works cited page, and bibliography.

That and I must stop procrastinating since the paper is due Monday, there is always the chance I won't get a computer during spare to work on this, I also have English homework, summarizing events that occured in chapters 18-21 of The Kite Runner, a book I suggest that people should read, also due Monday, as well as a test on Othello on Wednesady, and I haven't touch my math homework from Thursday. *sighs* So much work, I'm happy I only took 3 classes per semester even though universities will use my top 6 grades for entrance marks.

A Little Bored

I've been working on the scholarship application again, and have reached a point that I can't pass due to writer's block, and I really need to finish it, because I need to have it done around the end of the month and am still short of the minimum number of pages. Anyways in my boredom I found a new Japanese band that I love, Arashi. As well as some shows that I can watch when I get so much work done, as a reward only. So in my not being able to keep going I stopped to take a few quizzes. Two of which related to the band, and here are the results.

Forever...

It really has been forever since my last post. My life has been beyond hectic.

October
This years Pilgrimage had over half of my school walking it. Not only that but together the school managed to raise beyond last years limit. Last year we had managed over $40 000, this year the total raised was closer to $50 000. Together, three Catholic high schools managed to raised around $90 000. The best part is even though my school is the smallest population size (yet most likely the most crowd) we managed to raise the most money once again, surprising the two teachers who use this fundraising as a competition to see who's class can raise the most money. Neither won the hot breakfast this year.

In October I began working on a scholarship application, that of which I'm still working on. It had reached fifty pages and gained popularity among my friends. I sent it to one last night, her original plan, save it to the computer for later. She read the first line, and decided to just read the first part. In the end she read the entire fifty pages, noticing only a few more noticiable mistakes.

Near the end of October, I let my mind change slightly. I ended up with a crush on one of the guys in my class.

November

I have decided that right now I need to focus on my school work. While I'm still working on the scholarship application, I need to focus on school work once again. English is a basic class. My problem is that in Peace and Politics there are not enough notes, the teacher goes on a tangent with a subject only a few understand. We have few marks in that class and midterms are coming out. I know my mark in that class will be low, and that I will need to bring it up with applying for universities soon. Math is bugging me since I have no ability to use reason in the thinking section of my tests, which brings my mark down. I'm just hoping to pull it back up to normal be the end of the semester.

As of today I have decided to like no one guy. I have decided that I shall leave love up to destiny. There's no point in focusing on something that isn't of up most importance right now. I also believe that only bebing seventeen there are so many things I can still discover.

Although I may hate it, my plan for now is to complete my scholarship entry, send it off, all while I continue to put my main focus on schoolwork once again. It seems that what it comes down to is cutting myself off from the world. Locking myself in my room with my music and books for school. I shall let myself out for twilight, but then again many will do the same. It may be a while before I post again, but I hope to be able to post more before the end of the month.

Can't Sleep

It's 1:48 am and I still can't fall asleep. I really wish I could since I have to get up in 5 hours for school, and will soon reach a point where if I go to sleep I will wake up even more tired.

*Death Note spoilers ahead* Although the death of L in Death Note is really bothering me. L was my favourite character. There was something about him that made him the best. Although Near is pretty cool as well, he's not L and you don't seem him as much for as far as I've read. But whenever I see L eating/drinking I end up wanting tea/cake. Now with Mello I want to start eating a chocolate bar. The tea was the easiest since we actually keep some around the house. *end*

I'm now ready to pass out and hopefully a book will help.

Am I Seriuosly in Grade 12????

I know officially, on all the school documents, I am. The hoodie waiting for me, proves that I am. Plus everyone repects the hoodie wearing grade 12s, its proof that your actually in grade 12 and are able to elbow/push your way through the hallway, and the little ones away from your locker. Of course the schol won't give us our hoodies because they want us to wear our school sweaters for a week after Thanksgiving (four day weekend this week WOOH!!!!).

This year my work load is light. No tests in Peace and Politics, mid-term exam and final exam. One english essay so far, informal, first person. A couple Peace and Politics assignments, mainly group work. Although the two guys I had to work with today, were more intrested in their cell phones, but I laugh at thefact I actually wrote something and they left the class with nothing.

All my math homework is done during spare, and I may end up copying the answers from todays homework since I don't happen to be rich and own my own graphing calculator, maybe if I need one for university. So basically all I'm doing right now is working on scholarships, tutoring, and singing.

Maybe life isn't so bad, but after years of being told prepare for grade 12 it's alot of work, and I have it simple a month into school, I really wish I hadn't dread it so much.

Head Hurts

So spinning around for the fun of it, not a good idea. I feel like my head has been hit off a wall a couple of times. I decided to start dancing randomly for fun, since I'm hoping to improve my appearance (I know I'm avoiding the word diet and any thing affiliated with it) by graduation. Dancing has been included because it also gives me something quick I can do when ever I reach writers block on my story. Although I have discovered a con to typing out a story, I get ditracted way to easily. People start talking to me, I look for manga/fanfiction, go onto facebook, start searching for a nw background, but to the opposite of all that it saves trees, then again there is the energy wasted to use the computer...

Plus I may end up going to Hamilton tonight, meaning I'm losing more time writing for the scholarship I really want, so maybe I really should stop procrastinating and start writing.

Ready to Drop

So grade 12 the big year. I need great grades since the Co-op Accounting Program I want cutting off mark is around an 85% average. Although my plan is to go to Brock, if I can't get into the program it will mess up everything I have planned, since I don't plan on living in residence first year. So I have to study really hard in my classes. Plus on tutoring to aim for the 3% extra.

I decided to join book club, because I wanted to. The only problem is buying the books, if I can't get them from library. At least the first book, twilight. I decided I was going to drop choir since the new director is really boring and I don't have time for it right now. My mom says I have to stick with it for a few more practices. Since I skip today's practice I can't sing in the mass this Friday, but it doesn't matter, I'll go just bug the Nire, since they mad when students on spare skip masses.

The only problem with this schedule is that I also need a job since OSAP takes a look at the money your making as well and it always looks bad when your applying for financial help and aren't working. Of course I found the scholarship that I want, now only to meet the demands for it.

It's only the fourth week of school and I'm already looking for freedom. I have written out the countdown to graduation, excluding exams and PA days, plus any other random holiday. I have highlighted every day I get off, and can't wait for Thanksgiving, since I get next Friday and Monday off, plus my brother and step dad are gone for five days.

WOO HOO!!!!!!!!!!

So it turns out that my brother and step dad are gone for Thanksgiving, meaning it will basically be my mom and I unless my sister comes home. My mom has decided that the two of us would go and see Mama Mia! since neither of us has.

Adding on to the good news is the fact that my mom is now willing to pay for my G1 test since I still don't have my liscence (could have had my G2 this past summer but...). I went to get it today and the line up was huge so I have to wait again.

Of couse I'm expectnig a wake up text at midnight since Nire thinks it will be fun to wake me up on my birthday, so I get to enjoy that as well.

Seriously

My school is being beyond annoying right know. I swear, and some of my friends agree, that if we took a camera and stuck it inside our school and showed it to people that have never heard of our school they would assume it is a TV show. Well, as long as the ignored the fact that the school is over crowded.

The people there seem so fake. A smile at those that they believe don't fit in because they are quiet. I have seen so many fake smiles so far this year, its not funny. During English, I'm quiet, all my friends sit away from me, I'm at the front of the class right by the teacher's desk. Spare I'm not so loud, but I'm listening to music trying to finish all the homework I can from English, as well as whatever I have due after lunch. Math class, I whisper when talking to Nire to keep myself from getting in trouble. Why would I whisper, if we are doing basic work (ie. a repeat of last year) I laughed at how much the class can forget. Its not like grade school where everyone is mixed together, if your in a university based class, going over the stuff from last year, I shouldn't have time to figure something out in my head, and whisper the answer in an exagerated form to Nire.

The only problem is that I have to be careful about this, because I'm at the front of the math class, by where the teacher is. Plus, I'm tutoring someone in math this year. For every 18 hours of tutoring I can get 3% added to my math mark. The best part is the fact that they are looking for a bunch of English tutors, because the grade 9 class isn't the smartest at English.

In Peace and Politics I sit at the back of the classroom, but the class is very loud and immature. Trust me, today because the guys thought the teacher couldn't see them, they began throwing paper balls at each other. The teacher leaves the room, and it turns into an all out war between them. The best part was when the teacher pointed out that he could see what they were doing and made them pick up everything they threw. That and two girls began making snowflakes. I haven't made one of those for years. Anyways who wants snow now, we are a suppose to get a bunch this year so I can wait.

The drama in the school is amazing though. If you can hear the converstations of the girls who come from the richer part of the city (a few not, but mainly the richer part) is sounds all but scripted for a show like gossip girl. I can't go past them without hearing gossip, which is becoming annoying. I would just love it if one day one of my teachers just snapped and finally yelled shut up at the people in my classes, for they are always talking so loudly.

Looking Back, Rocks and Water

Since school has started up again I have retreated back into my old self. The one who even if she has an opinion won't say it out loud. The one who thinks quietly how most the class is stupid at times due to the fact that they can't figure out a simple thing. I was hoping that being in my last year of school I could change myself a little bit. Become a little more bolder, and show who I really am. I'm not the quiet girl who has nothing to say. I just think to much, and want to be careful about what I say before I speak.

It is funny since back in elementary school I could speak with anyone and it wouldn't be weird. Now to hear me speak up in class with out being called upon is an amazing thing. I faded into the shadows of the world. I'm unnoticeable. I spent the last two years of grade school, smacking one guy in the back of the head every time he bothered me, and yet I haven't spoken to him once since we started high school.

Of course, I'm happy some people don't change to much. Cody hasn't changed much at all. Every time we have a class together, he manages to end up sitting near my and trying to bug the hell out of me. It's as if he hasn't matured since I first met him in grade 2. It's like grade eight, where the boys discover that you can create the idea that someone is cutting your hair with out changing it. Cody repeatedly did this to me. I had started to ignore it until he asked me 'what would happen if he cut my hair?'. I turned around to see him holding my hair in his hand. He had cut out a bunch. Luckily it wasn't noticeable at all.

Grade ten, he sat in front of me in science. I was helping the girl next to him with her work. I had finished mine and was having trouble explaining to her the work due to him kicking her. I told her to trade spots with me for the class so that she could finish her work. The first thing he says to me when I sit next to him, 'You wanted to sit next to me because you like me, right?'. I was able to laugh at it because no one sitting near by ever knew that I had liked him in grade school.

Then nearing exams last year we were both late for our classes, as in we were the only people standing in the hallway. He asks to borrow a pen. I didn't realize I had left it at home and started to search my pencil case. He stood at my locker, books in hand, waiting to see if I could find him something to write with. A teacher came by asking why we were still in the hallways. Of course the teacher happened to be teaching the physics class I was in at that time. Cody looked straight at him and said, with a straight face, 'I'm waiting for my girlfriend, she's kind of slow.'

It's weird to think that this one annoying person helps. I'm at a place where everything is changing majorly. Yet, this one guy hasn't changed for years. He is still immature and completely set out to bug me, yet he is proof that sometimes changing only slightly is good.

Another guy who hasn't changed is Arthur. I haven't known him as long as Cody, but he still hasn't changed. In grade seven a rumour went around saying that I liked him. I was being bugged about who the top three people that I liked were. I gave three random names, asked if they were in order and said yes. I had told all my friends that the guy I liked didn't go to our school, but no one believed me. I didn't have to deal with him in grade nine which made me happy, but in grade ten I ended up picking him as a partner in business. There was few left and he seemed like an okay choice. The biggest problem was that he was still beyond immature. Even now he has yet to grow up at all. Proof that some people need to change.

It doesn't really make sense to me. Someone staying the same is good, yet someone else its bad. I do understand a little bit but it really doesn't clarify anything.

Another person is the guy who joined the school community last year. We had two classes together first semester, three second, and were both in choir. Because of this we had started to talk to each other. Looking back it may have been better if I loosened my mask a little, rather than shaking my head and rolling my eyes when he said something that was slightly funny, I could have laughed.

Maybe I could have been a little more truthful when he encouraged me. After singing in choir there would be days when he told me I had a good voice, as well as once randomly in English after I read something. Maybe when he tried to figure out why I wouldn't try out for the play, that there was a chance I would get something. My answer was that I couldn't really act. He laughed and said neither could he, but that didn't stop him. The truth was more along the lines of fear of rejection. Every time I aimed for something that I looked forward to I would drop right back down to the bottom. Being told I was good, yet not making something meaning I wasn't good enough. That there is one trouble with school and that's teachers choose favourites.

Some people think that I don't stand out, I try to blend in with the crowd. I can't do either. When I'm with those I trust I'm fine and I am me, slightly crazy, completely klutzy, and ready to make a fool of myself. To think that I changed so fast over one summer. Went from being a girl who couldn't keep her mouth shut, to not being able to open it. I think to much about how others will respond.

The grade school I went to, my class was fine with everyone. You could talk to anyone with out thinking. The other grade schools in the area broke up, by the time they were in grade eight they had cliques, didn't go outside of their group. My school broke up into these groups. Outside of school we may talk like nothing has changed, yet in school we become quiet, strangers even.

Not only is my life changing like water, but is staying absolutely still like a rock.

I Survived!!!!!!!!!!!!!

I'm alive, and the first day back at school is over. It was beyond boring!!!!!!! Turns out that the english teacher I had in grade 10 got married so I have her again, but I didn't realize it so its a repeat teacher. I laugh at my brother because he has the science teacher that taught and hated me, my sister and my cousins. It was quite funny to see the look on her face last year after I told her we were all related and that there is more coming.

English~ I don't like the seating plan in english right now. The teacher used the alphabetical order, meaning I sit by people I don't really talk to, and I don't even know who one of the guys in my class is, so he must be pretty new.

Spare~ I talk one girl on my spare. We found some guys who don't hang out with the preps on my spare to talk to. The best part is that they were in the library, rather than the cafe, like everyone else on spare was doing. So today we talked while the guys worked on their homework (I laugh at those who have bigger assignments on the first day of school).

Lunch~ There are people on my lunch again. We moved to the second half of the cafe this year, so we are in the glass part, with the two tvs (not including the announcement one). Someone is bringing cards tomorrow so we have something to do. I might find a deck for spare.

Math~ Functions, boring so far. Nire sits next to me. The teacher made a few mistakes when writing down the equation, I noticed them right away, pointed them out to Nire, and silently laughed when she got to the end and said that the wrong answer was the answer. Then I was silently laughing again when Nire had to point out the mistake, realizing that I would sit there laughing silently at the class who can't remember antything. Then one of the other guys in my class had to point out an adding mistake. Plus tomorrow there is a test on everything from grade 11, of which I remember nothing so good-bye chance at having a good starting grade.

Peace and Politics~ I sit at the back of the room with Ski. She was sitting with one of the guys from my spare, and the guy behind them was sitting by himself, so he moved up so we could sit together. We discussed what we would learn and what movies we may watch, while I was counting down the minutes until the end of class.

Now I'm staying up so I can finish backing up the new computer that I set up today. So tomorrow is another day, and hopefully less boring.

My Family Holds a Back to School BBQ

Right know I'm inside and am suppose to help entertain the kids who are visiting with their parents. So what do I do to entertain them? Pull out the PS2, some video games, have my brother set them up and say have fun. Now I'm debating whether or not to go over to my neighbour's house, grabbing my video games and seeing if I can steal a second control. For now I'm surviving and may live through the night to see scholl tomorrow.



Until later

~Flying Flower Fantasy

School Again

On Tuesday, school starts again. It shall be my last year of high school. It feels weird knowing that I will be spending my Christmas break applying to universities. Even just searching for the program I want at different schools feels weird. Of course being in grade twelve means I only have six classes through out the entire year. My first semester is going to be quite annoying though.


First Semester:
~English
~Spare
~Lunch
~Functions (I had to take this so I could get into the calculus course 8(, meaning no choice)
~Peace and Politics (Mandatory class, I choose this one out of the two cause it seemed better, plus it was the highest level of the class you can take)



So basically I have a class, about a two hour break, two classes then I get to go home. I was really hoping for late lunch withg a last period spare so I could take the city bus (or drive if I ever get my license) home at 12:15, but of course it didn't work out that way. I have no clue if anyone I talk to is on spare with me. Nire and Eel have the same lunch, and Eel is in my last class and Nire is switching to it (making up some excuse so they don't question why she is switching back). Nire has already switched out of my english class for the teacher she likes better. I'm stuck with some new teacher. I have yet to have the same english teacher twice, although the grade 11 english I had has taught me before in a different class.



The teacher that I wanted for peace and politics (the one who was suppose to be teaching the class) isn't which bugs my, instead of a good, yet laid back teacher I have one who isn't the greatest and these are the marks that the universities will be looking at since it is part of my first semester. I wish I had it second, but the teacher for that one also isn't the greatest, although igt would be worth it so my 90% (thank goodness for exams) would be seen.



Although Nire is trying to convince me to change over into her english class, I need mine first semester for a better grade. Math will kill me, I may be able to do well in the subject but I hate it anyway. It is boring to sit through.



Next semester will probably be just as bad, I have Data, Calculus, and Accounting (which I can probably sleep through again) but with my luck I will have the to maths back to back, which will cause me to go crazy. At least Nire will be in most my classes second semester.

Quick Post

Quick post because I just realized how much of a baby my sister can be. Again she called me in to move the cat. No problem with the cat, except the cat will try to attack her when she goes to move the cat from her bed. The cat can't do much, all she has is claws and teeth. So she calls me for this simple task. What do I do??? I reach around avoiding claws and teeth (which really don't hurt much if she doesn't get you properly), to pet the cat behind the ears. The cat calms done longer enough that you can pick her up, and all she will try to do is push away so she can get down. Can my sister do this???? No. According to her the cat doesn't like her and will attack, even though the cat will attack anyone who tries to move her from where she is sleeping.

Reliving Part of My Childhood

I know that I'm only sixteen, that I should still be having fun, and hanging out with my friends. Yet even at this point in my life I realize that we lose so much of our childhood. When my friands and I get together we are normally watch a movie, shop, go bowling, play GH3 or talk. I can still remember when my friends and I would get together and out would come the barbies and dolls. Forming families with a large group of kids,Having a game that would use imagination, never worrying about what others think.

Yesterday I was at a neighbours house. There was a group of girls there running around and laughing for no reason. I was still talking with the adults, and my sister. Then my sister keft to move some stuff, and the adults had migrated to sitting outside. I went upstairs to help the two younger ones get their balloon back from the ceiling. After tying the balloon back to a piece of ribbon I went to find the group of girls from before.

I found them inside one of the bedrooms, tying scarfs, forming a tribe of their own. I decided to join them, since I had nothing better to do. They each had their own weapon with random powers. One of the girls would draw moustaches tht would make you run away with embrassment. The leader of the tribe dubbed it the punishment for the unwilling with in tribe members. Rather then using a marker as they originally planned I ran home to grab my face paints. Everyone in the group used them for 'warrior paints'. I didn't. When three of the girls had to go for a few minutes, I sat outside with the two youngest ones of the group. The one girl managed to get some face paint on me, but with the use of my cell phone camera, I managed to remove it in about twenty seconds.

Both girls looked down, so I figures out how to where my face paints. Under each eye I placed black. According to the girls, it looked quite freaky. So I ended up running around with face paints on, using the old Indian call from my childhood, with a group of girls doing the same thing. It was fun, and I it made me realize that even when we are grown up we still need to do stuff like this so that we can remember how to loosen up and have fun again.

Rant

I'm ready to hurt my brother. He decided for a pratical joke that he would erase the writing I had done for fanfiction, which is being written on my blog so no one can change it, and lost everything. Oh, he saved what I had done, but because he's an idiot, he didn't realize the words autosave, meant that it would automatically saev itself. So now I have to rewrite the second chapter of my new story, which thnakfully hasn't been posted yet. Now I have to finish one chapter, and rewrite another because he wanted to have a little fin. Of course he doesn't realize that typing up a chapter again isn't that easy, especially since I can't remember everything I was writing at four in the morning. Now I'm beyond angry and have to calm down since my grandma is sick again.

WOOT!!!!!!!

I just stayed up all night to watch the Canadian mens eight take gold. I would love to scream and cheer, but that would wake up the entire neighbourhood. So here is the online version. *screams*HELL YEAH, WE'VE GOT ANOTHER GOLD, AND ITS IN ROWING*still screaming* YEAH, TOTALLY WORTH STAYING UP ALL NIGHT CAUSE THAT WAS AMAZING*screaming quiets down as it fades into the background, echoing in the silence* Okay now that, that is out of my system yeah, watch the medal ceremony then its to bed for me. I've been changing my sleeping hours to watch the Olympics, so I'm really thankful that I don't have an actual job right now, even though I need one.

It's Summer!!! Isn't It?????

I'm still on summer vacation, yet I'm inside and am cold from the air coming in through the window. The weather this summer has been annyoing. It will go from sweltering hot, to raining to freezing cold, and by the next day it is extremely hot again. If this isn't proof that people are messing up the earth.

It is quite annoying to plan something for one day and have to cancel it do to the fact that the weather had changed completely from what it was suppose to be. Now the weather is angering me!!!!!! I just wish it would stick to the right season.

My Cat Has Gone Crazy

Some how I believe my cat managed to find some catnip or something. Last night she attacked me because I walked passed her. Then she followed me to my room and stood there staring at me. It is not fun being stared at by a cat that will attack me I threw a ball of paper. She played with it, hitting it through the entire house once before coming back to watch me again. I continued to throw paper balls until my sister same home when the cat ran away due to the fact that she is scared of my sister.

Then this morning I came home and the cat starts meowing loudly at me. Then she starts running back and forth through the house, jumping from the floor to the arm of a chair, to the back of the chair. From there she jumped on to the windowsill and all but ran back and forth along it. The outdoor cat jumped up by the sill as well, so my cat jumps down and starts running back and forth again. Then she went really crazy and jumped off the floor, touched the couch, went up onto the ironing board and back down into the kitchen. I'm pretty sure she went straight downstairs from there because a really loud bang came up from there.

Hopefully it is just from some catnip because this will wear off soon, and not her own craziness.

Back Home

I'm back from my short trip Up North. Spent 5-51/2 hours traveling back. It should have only taken about 3-4(max.) hours, but traffic was horrible. We ended up avoiding the rest of the traffic due to the fact we had figured we could take the backroads home. It may have made the route longer but it stopped the frequent stop and go motion of the car that was starting to make me sick.

So I got back and my grandma and her sister wanted to go to church. My sister decided to go with them. Sure it was Sunday, and I should go, but I didn't care. I haven't really been attending church, like the rest of my family, so would missing another mass be such a big deal. Plus I have been waiting forever to get my hands on Breaking Dawn, and I had a copy waiting for me at Chapters, I was going to get it no matter what. My grandma told me I could wait another day, and I looked at her like she was crazy. So as soon as they lefy for church I found my reciept for the book, grabbed some cash for a new phone car and walked to the mall.

I may have killed my feet walking in shoes that are falling apart and giving me blisters, but my knees thanked me. They had begun to kill after sitting in the backseat, worsened by the fact that we stopped only once in our drive back about an hour after we began because we were nearly out of gas. So I read the book as soon as I had it. I didn't want to stop to sleep but I had to due to the fact that I was so tired it was making me sick.

I slept from 3 'til 11 when my mom yelled at me to get up and get ready. I asked why and she told me because we are going out. I asked where and she said that I had to get ready. I asked where again and she yelled at me that I could just stay home then. Really, all I wanted to know was where we were going because I had just over 100 pages left of the book.

Warning, Breaking Dawn spoilers. If you have yet to read the book it will give away only a little, if you have read more than the first part bigger spoilers (depending on how far you are)
Anyway, the book was great. Most people seem to not like it, and I don't see how. Sure it was different from what everyone expected but it gave closure, leaving enough room that if Stephenie Meyer wants to write more about Jacob and Nessie if she wanted to. Seeing as they will have trouble in the future, I mean a half-vampire and werewolf relationship, will bring around questions. Although the whole Nessie/Jacob thing surprised me, from the way Leah and Jacob were getting closer I thought that they might end up together. Either way I enjoyed the book, and will soon be rereading it again.
End of spoiler.

So seeing as I was reading today, then on the computer I haven't done anything. The big surprise today. I heard something moving outside like 15 minutes ago. I look over expecting to see the outdoor cat. I see a tail, but it is not the cat's its to bushy, so I stand up to see what the thing outside on the front porch is. It turns out that raccoons will also eat cat food. I grabbed my cat who was standing at the door way staring out side, check to see that the cat outside wasn't looking like he was going to attack or anything then shut the door.

I had to be one of the largest raccoons I've seen so far. The last one I was close to was only a baby, which had climbed up on the wall of the front porch. This was all happening while my mother was hosting a bithday party for my brother (this was quite a few years ago, so all the guests were young). My mom called one of the animal control places, explaining the situation, house full of kids with a baby raccoon stuck to the wall outside. They said they could do nothing to help. Some animal control people they are. Oh, but they will help, along with the hydro people when a squirrel decides to commit suicide by bitind the wires up above the trees, holding on quite tightly because even after death it never let go. That was a sight to see, I come out from the backyard and look up and see a dead squirrel holding on to the power lines.

I've decided, it could have been worse. It may have been a skunk outside and decided that to protect itself it needed to spray that disgusting smell on the front porch, right by the windows. It has been a while since I've seen a skunk though, but I can tell you they are still around, you can smell when they've been startled by something.

Best news yet, no sunburn this year. :):):):):):):) View the ninth post on this blog if you want to know what I'm talking about. Even though I didn't learn the lesson (wear sunscreen when you plan on spending most the day out on the water), I don't have to go through the pain again.

Hmmm, I may change to posting in red. Hmmmm.

An Early Morning Post

So, my mom just found this sticker attached to my phone, and came into the living to yell at me about it. I was sleeping on the floor, since there was a spider in my room right by my bed, and she came in all mad. Of course there was a reason why the phone was upside down while charing. She went on about how it is rude. I just hope she understood me saying it was a joke. It's not my fault my friends and I found our randomly found something like that funny at 1 in the morning.

Okay, I'm back now from shutting the windows and getting my crackers. Seems my mom managed to get over the sticker quite quickly. Now to convince her to leave for Up North Saturday morning so that I can get Breaking Dawn at midnight with all my friends. Right now I'll be lucky if I can get it by Sunday night.

And the Award of Parent of the Year Goes to......

Someone other than my mom and step dad. Parents should warn you about dangerous things right. I mean they teach you not to play with the matches or lighters they leave barely out of reach, so close that you can get them with the stool from the bathroom you use to wash your hands. Okay, maybe they aren't that bad, but still. So I go outside to write some music less lyrics (when I learn a bit more piano, they might actually have simple notes added on, but teaching yourself from a book, isn't the easiest thing in the world). There are plenty bugs (aka mosquitoes) in Canada, so I turn on this annoying thing that is suppose to keep them away, but why write with a flash light when there are candles right in front of you. These aren't your average citronella candles, think gas lamps, but frilled with citronella oil. Me being me, I managed to scare a skunk when I first went out, and you can only handle the smell for so long
(although from the smell of the neighbourhood, I think someone scares the stupid thing every night/morning), and so after 20 or so minutes I decide to come in. The only thing I have to do is put out the citronella things. Not hard, they come with little snuffers attached to them. I place the first one on, no problems, the second try, it did not, go out. No matter how many times I tried. The flames were quite high and I wasn't about to pull the snuffer of with my hands, it's metal, it was just over fire, I am no idiot (*looks at last post* most the time). I keep trying with the same one, because I am stubborn. Then I start to get mad, it might be nice to get some warning when I ask if the lighter for the candles is on the table. No warning and after sticking a lighter and a pencil into the flames quite a few times I decide to try with the other snuffer, I dropped it on and it didn't go out immediately the way it is suppose to, but it did eventually go out.

Trust me, people would like a little warning that not only is the snuffer not working properly, but it will stay of fire for a short period of time after you take it away from the flame.

random post

It's 2:45 am, I have stopped writing because I cannot seem to decide on a name (see post below). so what do I do???????? write a random post about nothing. maybe I will talk about how I can hear the breeze moving through the trees outside my house. maybe about fact that laptops can be hot when placed on bare skin. maybe how annoying the shift on my sisters laptop is (reason why only I is capitalized and why I shall soon switch over to square brackets]. really if you are looking at this post going, where's the point to all of this, THERE IS NONE [thank goodness for caps lock].

so first off- breeze through the trees. it is mocking me I swear. i can hear it, it moves the curtains slightly, yet it doesn't reach me and it is really warm out. sure there is a fan next to me, but if I turn it on I can't hear when to close the computer because someone is leaving their room.

up next- laptops are hot on bare skin- how do I know this, because I am using my sisters laptop and I had to change out of the pants I was wearing, due to heat. kind of silly though I went from wearing my gym pants from school to my gym shorts.

the shift button- it is the size of the letter/number buttons on the keyboard, so I either don't reach far enough and hit the slash button or go to far and hit the up arrow button.

really I guess I don't need to qrite this post because I have new earphones and two episodes of naruto loaded and waiting for me, but somehow I fell like typing after searching through a bunch of different names to come up with that list. although I could just go back to writing my story calling the character girl and sayng meaing of name when I come across to that point. yet somehow, with the whole shift buttin factor, I don't want to try and repeatedly use the button the I almost never hit correctly.

teh ither thing I could do is actually try and sleep, I mean staying up this late at night might just be the reason why I have been getting up so late in the morning, even though I hate push ups [may be explained in a later post].

i wonder what cats dream about when they sleep. is it eating fish or running around playing?

I have just finished writing an entire post and my final thought is........................................................who invented the english language, or any language in general and why is it called english?????????

okay two thoughts in a connected question, but whatever [heehee 90's flashblack: growing up and a t-shirt that says WHATEVER on it]

***edit- looking at this 12 hours later really shows how wierd my thoughts are when I'm tired***

Potential names for a character

Elina, Akira, Alexys, Anya, Ashlynn, Ai, Aiko, Airi, Akemi, Aki, Akiko, Akira, Alayna, Amami, Ami, Ana, Asako, Aya, Ayame, Bedelia, Bevan, Bik, Brea, Cara, Chiaki, Chiharu, Chise, Chiye, Chiyako, Chiyo, Emi, Chun, Eiko, Feng, Fen, Fumiko, Fumiyo, Hana, Harumi, Hanako, Hazuki, Hinata, Hina, Hoshi, Hotaru, Hau, Izumi, Jia, Jing, Jun, Kaoru, Karin, Katsu, Kazumi, Kew, Lin, Mei, Mi, Min, Minami, Mitsuki, Momiji, Narumi, Kiri, Rin, Sakura, Saki, Sayoko, Shika, Tamaka, Yuki, Yukino, Rozsa, Willow, Crina.

now, which to choose for the character???????????????????????
any opinions, names you think stand out, the character isn't much for standing out, but her mother is a little, yeah still trying to find words to describe her.

Whta the hell!!!!!! So my brother calls home saying he is enjoying camp, but he wants to come home. All my mom had to do was say NO!!!!!!!! Of course he is her little baby, it doesn't matter that she had planned to pretty much visit him every weekend, she was willing to drive 2 hours there just to see him. He had to come home even though if he stayed up there, he would probably see my mom more often then if he is at home. So what is he really, a giant baby, who would of thought, the one in cadets, then again, onthing is his fault it is my own fault he punched my because I told him to let go of the computer before he ruined the screen. At this rate he will never grow up.

So, waht's my plan, ignore him, for 5 weeks. Seeing as he is 'still at camp', it shouldn't be to hard. This means I still have 5 weeks of cutting the neighbours lawn, 5 more weeks of getting paid for cleaning the house, as well as 5 more weeks of not having to ask anyone before using the PS2.

The only problem is the annoying thing that watches tv and complains about music, or the computer flying into the air when I don't listen to whatg are really annoying tiny people or something. That and whatever is haunting the house has my mom on its side.

Trust me when ny mom asked why I was listening to the music I told her my sister was in her room and that my borther is at camp for 5 more weeks, why should I listen to him. Not such a smart idea, if I try to ignore him I will be in trouble. Not my fault he came home early, so its not my fault that I must ignore him if I want to have a summer vacation that is annoyance free.

Why does the idiot have to be so cruel to us. I don't just mean me, I am talking about my siblings as well. He comes into our family and basically tells us that we are wrong. It doesn't matter that everyone makes mistakes, that everyone gets made, and says or does stupid things, but sometimes he blames us for to much. Recall the incidence over the dehumidifier, you shouldn't yell at me if all I want to do is what for my brother to turn up the tv. You can't say that we are all disrespectful, everyone has their bad times. We fight with our mom a little bit, and he'll come and tell us to stop being so disrespectful to her. Everyone argues with their parents, its normal. You cannot always agree with everyone. Fighting with someone who has higher authority does not make you a disrespectful person.

Its not our fault with him being away so much when his own kids were teens, that he didn't see this to much, or even if it never happened in his household. Or the fact that when he is working with teens in the area, they have to respect him. Sure, you show respect to adults, but you can't do that all the time, or how are we to learn about standing up for ourselves.

Its like a fight. One kid says something to another. To protect his pride, the kid who was insulted fights back, whether they push one another, or automatically break out into a fist fight. It is the same in a household, sometimes you have to stand up to someone else, even if you are suppose to respect them.

Somehow, I believe that people must learn that others get hurt. You may not like to hear what others say, but it is not like you can blame them. What is the point of hurting someone to make yourself feel better about someone else being hurt. I don't think that the idiot yelling at us helps my mom feel any better when we fight with her. Why? Because then she sees that the idiot pushes us farther away from her when he does that. My mom loves us, even if we she doesn't always defends us, but it hurts more watching someone you have loved since the day they were born look at you crying, if not already in tears, and leave because they cannot handle being around someone like the idiot.

I have to say that I must have walked out of the house in tears at least 3 times due to the idiot. Yet rarely before that was it because I was hurt. Sure their were times when I would leave, but that would be to calm down, not because I had to escape, not because there are days when I feel like I am in prison.

What happens when the place you are able to escape from the world, no longer is an escape, it is just as bad as what you are trying to escape. Where are teens to go when they no longer are able to call home, home. Whenever we discuss home in school people bring up the ideas of warm and loving people, a place where families happily gather. I want to laugh, especially, since the idiot moved in. I have comes to describe home as a dark place, a place where you get hurt by those who are suppose to love you, where you count down the days until you can have peace and quiet, where you live for the days when everyone has gone out, and where you escape to a book, a blog, a tv show, or something else so you can feel a little better.

I believe that people shouldn't have to live this way, but the world is far from perfect, and for people like me, until you are able to escape it all, find your peaceful place and keep it to yourself, let it be your own, until one day you are able to escape from home.

Beyond Tired

So last night, seeing as my aunt and uncle were out of town, my siblings and I decided that we would go oiut for a visit. It is about a 45 minute drive from our house to theirs. We go out there, and order pizza while we played GH on Wii. The guitar can be quite annoying when it makes a sound everytime you miss a note. Although when playing Through the Fire and the Flames on expert during battle, seeing as you can't die and my sister wanted to, it pretty much became part of the song. I won once after playing four times, but on the one that I did win, I would have won against anyone, cause overall I had the best score.

After that, we watched Fool's Gold, which was kind of predictable, but over all ont to bad. We left around 10 so that we would be home before 11. The only problem about country roads, is it is easier if you have the high beams on when you are driving. Of course with the high beams you have to keep an eye out for other cars on the road so you know when to switch over to the low beams. That and while we were driving down the road a deer ran out before us, luckily it had finished crossing the road by the time we reached where it was.

I got home, and stayed up until close to 5 this morning watching Naruto online and reading manga. Of course I got in trouble at 11 this morning, because it turned out that my mom had already yelled at me to wake up. So I get up and help clean, then my mom starts to get worried because we had dinner guests coming and had to finish cleaning the house. Which went fine and we were done by the time the power went out.

Well, I guess I should head out and join everyone else who are alreay eating.

Evil Weather and the Rest of the Day

So this morning I wake up, it's all nice out. I go to school, check my exams, get my report card. It turns out that they money the school was going to save on not mailing out report cards will be replaced with the cost of mailing out final schedules for next year. I go back home and it is still nice out. Nire and I decided that we are going to hang out at her house. Okay, a good time to pull out the bike. So we set up a meeting place, close to her house, kind of on the other side of the city from mine, but whatever, her house has the swimming pool, which is why we are going there.

So, I figure it would be the perfect day for a bike ride. No rain, not to hot or anything. In less than 3 hours the weather went from nice to horrible. The 45 minute bike ride, became the ride through hell. At least it cooled down slightly closer to her place seeing as it is closer to the lake. I swear the bike ride felt like it had taken hours. Add on the fact that the seat for my bike needs to be raised, so my knees started to kill me every now and then.

At nire's house the first thing we do is go swimming, which was quite good after the bike ride through hell. Of course we seemed totally hyper even though neither of us had yet to eat anything majorly sugary. After a while it becomes a good idea to ride down to the bowling alley for a game. Luckily the guy let us bowl, seeing as the lights weren't working for him and stuff. Nire won the game again.

From there we head closer to the lake to get some ice cream. The ice cream was good, we went to the same place I used to always go to as a kid. It had changed so much from the place I used to sit in and eat ice cream with my siblings/cousins. You can no longer eat inside, I had figured from all the traffic I had seen earlier, that the carousal must be opened and running. While finishing off our ice cream, I tried to convince Nire that she must ride the carousal. Then some voice came on over the loud speakers, and Nire was pretty sure that she recognized it. It turned out that the guy doing the announcing over the speakers goes to school with us. I had to laugh at Nire though, she was so embarrassed that I was forcing her to ride on the carousal (the line was filled with kids/babies with parents).

Of course during our little endeavour around this area, I was stuck in my swimsuit, which stuck out at the start bowling, but looked more normal as we closed in the distance between where we were and the lake. At least I didn't have to ride my bike home, because somehow I don;t think the weather will be predictable for the next couple of days.

School's Out for Summer

I have written my last exam, and have handed in every assignment. I only have to return on Friday to get my report card and check my exams. I feel kind of bad for Nire though, she signed up for summer school, so she only takes 7 classes next year. At last I can relax and have fun.

Computer Crashing

The slow computer finally decide to crash. The only problem with that was it crashed Friday night and I had a religion community service paper due Tuesday. So I had to type it on the stupid laptop which doesn't like me. Send it to myself and than print it out before class started.

Exams

My least favourite time of the year is upon us. Examination time. Again this year we end up writing exams in the classrooms. Normally we write in the gym/cafe but normally it is hot and horrible to sit through. Last semester was in the gym seeing as the middle of winter is okay, but when it is suppose to be, you know, hot or something, I go to school wearing the uniform sweater that I haven't worn since Easter since we don't have to (the vest I have worn, but not the sweater) it was that cold. That and wearing the uniform while writing the exam makes it seem like a large test.

The government was stupid to lower the number of exam days we can have. So for our school to be able to find out if the grads are actually graduating our exam days were pushed back into our school days. Today we had to go write our first period exam and then attend class. I was going to leave early to study but 'twin 2' (who really needs a better name) and I planned to study together and she wanted to attend the 2 classes she has (stupid co-op has no exams). So I stayed the entire day. By the time I got to physics (my last class) I was the only girl left with 9 guys. No one else showed up to the class. So I mainly actually focused on studying in class, but its my last exam.

I gave up on studying already, I know I should but I figured I looked at the question I know is on the exam. Right before I go into my accounting exam I plan on memorizing the net income so I know if I have it right or not. Also having an idea of what the worksheet over all looks like would be some help. Somehow I'm not so worried about this exam even though I need at least 92% on the exam to keep my mark, and 97% if I want my mark to up 1%. At least the teacher believes that test are for harder questions and exams for finishing to make sure the have the information learnt. You can memorize something right before a test, but an exam takes more knowledge so it proves that something stuck.

What I don't understand are people who pull away from the rest of the world during exams to study. Even though its a big part of school, studying to much isn't the greatest. I will confess that I probably don't study enough, seeing as I didn't even finish the math review before the exam, but I can't study. I could sit there and try to force myself into studying but I find that to harsh. People need to take a break and learn that they know most of the stuff. Mainly what they have to do is learn what they are unsure about. Don't second guess what you know. Sure you should review it but don't over do it. People tell you need to study, but don't forget about yourself. Who knows more about what you need to study or how you should study. People tell me to study in a quiet room by myself, but I can't stand it. I need music playing or a tv on. Which caused a problem 2 years ago seeing as my sister needs the quiet.

Evil exams :@

Rant

So, I was watching a movie, my brother had turned off the dehumidifier because the air conditioning is loud enough with out it on. So my mom realizes that it isn't on and asks why, so we tell her. The idiot (aka the person my mom married) comes up while I'm telling my brother to turn up the TV while I turn the stupid thing back on. My brother being my brother wouldn't. So the idiot comes over to turn it on, I cover the button and tell my brother to just turn up the TV. He won't and when the idiot pulls the dehumidifier away from my, I yell at him to wait a minute, and then I yell at my brother to turn up the TV, since he has the remote. I walk over and turn up the TV, and yell at the idiot again that he could have waited for my brother to turn the TV up. he starts yelling at me about respect, then goes on to call me, and I quote "a disrespecting son of a bitch". I can tell you that my mother heard everything, so I wait a minute to see what she say. She stays quiet.

I really can't believe it. The one person who I should believe would stand up for didn't. I mean sure I have been threaten with being sent away to school (which I would know to be an empty threat). But to stand there and here me being called this I don't understand.

Really mad at this point I grab a pair of shoes, and leave slamming the door behind me, and just start walking. Seeing as I didn't think to grab my phone I head over to my grandma's house. No one was there, so I had managed to freak myself out because I swear I heard someone walking around. I come back, and without fail, my mom and the idiot left to get where ever they are going, and my mom has no concern for whether or not I come back. Especially since she knows none of my friends phone numbers.

Books and Hanging Out

Seeing as my brother is still not ready to hand over the guitar for the GH3 game, I figure I could write another post.

So this past week I read Stephenie Meyer's latest novel, The Host. It took me two full days of reading (through school and after, but I was also writing a paper at the same time). It was really good. This one opens peoples eyes to the flaws in the human race, but also why we are good. To anyone who has the time and patience to read 600 pages, I suggest you do read it.

The book store in my area is holding a Midnight Masquerade for the release of Breaking Dawn. A group of my friends and I are all planning to attend as a group. Nire wasn't positive about dressing up, but I told her we would force her to. Arved who I thought would be the least happy about dressing up, was totally into the idea. We are each talking on a different character from the books, and are going to have a great time. hopefully Eel and Ski are done the rest so they can join us on the all night reading sleepover. We still need to confirm who is who, but that is pretty much in place, only Ski needs a character, and I got Alice as I had hoped. The only other problem, is whose house to go back to and makeup.

Friday

It seems really weird, I'm used to being home on Fridays due to my friends having busy work schedules, but lately I've been able to hang out with at least someone one Friday night. Nire and I had plans to go to the mall to finish buying Arved's birthday gift, but are our plans were canceled by someone else.

Today was recognition day, which I managed to sign out for. The only problem, even with a note from my mother, with no plausible excuse I had to get a VP to sign it. That was a waste of time, I walked over to the VP said I need my note signed. He asked why, I told him, all he did was look at it and said "Your mother wrote this, so I will sign it." Technically because my mom wrote the note they have to let me leave. If they didn't let me sign out, I would have told them to watch for me in the gym, I would be the one fainting from the heat.

In exchanged for being signed out at 10:15, I had to do the dishes and shut the windows to turn on the air. I still can't believe the weather up here, yesterday it was cold, and to day it was beyond hot. #1 reason not to attend recognition day- the assembly from 10:15-12:00.

Wow, its been a while since I've posted anything. My computer has really slowed down, so I had to put everything on CDs just in case the computer crashes, so now that I'm done, and deleted a bunch of stuff, it is still super slow. I just want it to crash, if it crashes the new tower comes faster. Not much has changed since the last post. My music class is done so only four classes a day until the end of the school year. Grad/end-of-school mass is next week, so I had choir this past week and next week to practice. Congrats to the music teacher (who left after the 2nd last mass) for her baby. We all hope he gets better soon.

I just got back from the Folk Arts Festival, its a yearly thing in my area. I was in it once when the dance I was apart of had the chance to perform there. The food there was just amazing, it was hard to decide what to eat and what not to. My sister and I ended up sharing pastsa, and a pita. Its a good thing we did a bunch of walking.

For next year the music teacher, who leaves next year to teach elsewhere, has planned to set up an Art Executive. Whoever teaches the music classes also head the choir, which means choosing the songs for the masses. It should be easier if there is a group of students who are there to help. I am aiming for the president of the Art Executive, according to one of my friends there is someone else running for the same position, but for now that is all I know of. Most people probably won't because it would be easier if you are a rep. rather than a VP or the president, so lucky me, less competition.

The Start of Friday Night

Okay, while Nire tries to learn how to play guitar hero I figure I would give a quick synopsis of tonight so far.  Nire, twin 2 (Nire's "twin") and I came to my house, and ate Smart Food, oh yeah. Walked over to the mall, took a look at Stephenie Meyer's new book, The Host, which better arrive at the library soon. After I bought socks made for flats, so that no one can tell that your wearing them (I got in trouble from the physics teacher over that) we decided to go for some 5 pin bowling, which Nire won. So now Friday night bowling shall be the new tradition since it's cheaper than a movie. It's too bad that Arved couldn't come tonight, but she's can hang out next weekend. Long-weekend, 4 days, no school.  And now for my turn at guitar hero, which right now I am the best at since Nire's still new to the game and twin 2 (gotta come up with a name for her) had to go home early.

Excited, Excited, Excited!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Can't wait, can't wait, can't wait!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! *screams and scares the cat away*  on Friday the official twilight preview is being released. I all but freaked over the trailer and can't wait to see the entire thing Friday night. Or morning if it comes out before I leave for school!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I know some people might think that I freaking out over this but I am a twilighter and proud of it. I can't wait for the movie to come out, but first Breaking Dawn comes out. *squee*

Fading Memories

I am still considered part of the young crowd. I hang out at the theatres with my friends, except for the fact that the nearby by cheap theatre that we could walk to at the nearby mall, is gone. Since we don't want to take the bus to the other mall, why don't we walk down to the playground. It's gone now, all three that were nearby, great for playing in. 

The parks that I grew up at, where my siblings and some of my cousins grew up at. The same playgrounds that were taken down and replaced by a splash pad and a new park. It maybe shiny and new but it is not the same park with the metal slides that would heat up in the summer sun. Not the same slides that were easy to climb once learnt how. Not the same monkey bars, that my grandpa helped us all to cross on. Definitely not the place we would escape to when we didn't want to help clean up after supper. There is no two tires side by side, off the ground with bars to run on. No bars the are up to your waist by the time your 13, one on either side of you, to climb on. No slanted wood slabs that are perfect to rest on. No swings that would spilt us up so we could all go on even if it meant using the baby swings as well.

The two favorite trees are gone. One the split up the middle, so ever close to the ground, perfect for climbing. The one tree that had swirls going up and around it, which no matter how many times you tried to climb it you couldn't. Both the stumps of those trees have also disappeared. Not even a trace of the fact that they have been there left. Along the trails of these parks is nothing. On one part there is barely any trees alone. Another, there is the old set of tennis courts and a few evergreen trees. On the last part there is the hill(s) that are amazing for riding bikes on, and the tulips that my grandpa planted that come up every year.

Some days I wish that everything changes back, that I can revisit those spots and have more than just memories, but a place where I feel I belong. It is always nice to know that it won't change that when you return it will be the same. It is never possible, so much has change from my childhood, and so much more will continue to change.

What am I doing right now? Well other than typing this up, I am waiting for my turn on guitar hero III. My sister has been wanting to get it since she came home and she finally did. sincs she bought the game I get to buy the 2nd guitar for us. right now suck at it, but after failing twice on easy, I managed to pass 2 songs, which is better than what I can say for some others here playing the game as well. and of course my sister has to show off since one of the guys up at her school had the game she can actually play better than the rest of us who are playing it for the first time. Although I still perfer the Sing Star game that we were singing at my friends b-day party. I was half decent at that one along with everyone else seeing as 3 out of the 4 of us are singers.

Never Leave Homework to the Last Minute.

And I mean the absolute last minute. My extra credit vocal course ended on Friday, no exam because the projects that were to be presented last month before March Break had been finished yesterday.  I didn't choose my song until after others had started to perform theirs. I have been going between 3 or 4 songs for the past while trying to choose one. I ended up singing Cry by Mandy Moore. And now I am trying to finish my concert critique, the one due after I saw a concert at Christmas. Handing it in after the course is technically over, I is hard to write since I lost the program and am trying to make up stuff that sounds plausible. Since there are so few marks any bad mark will drag you down to the depths of despair due to such a low mark. I need that high 80 to balance off my marks from last semester, that way if my marks slip a bit this semester it won't matter so much. And now due to forgetfulness, and tiredness I must print the horrible, disaster that I call my concert critique to be handed in.

Some what of an Easy Week

Well lets see, monday and tuesday was repeats for the students who were absent due to the play. Today I only had math followed by retreat, which was quite boring and nearly kept me from getting my mid-term report. Tomorrow is the soccer buy-out, which means anyone in the school can by out meaning my friends will all be out of class. Plus there is the charity bbq tomorrow for  the sister school of the high school that I attend. As far as I know it is for more books and such, but that may have been from the bake sale since I heard we were over the goal by quite a bit so they could buy more than just books, meaning that this will go more towards the over all school I guess. Then Friday is out of uniform, and the last friday of the month, so some of my teachers allow a bit more freedom.

So the paper is finished and ready to be handed in, the icing has decided that it is never going to set. I never got the copy of the one news article I needed for my paper, so I had to off of the top of my head, since I didn't want to search through my bag for the summary I used for readin during the presentation. At least the presentation went well, the teacher was surprised by some of the articles that we used. Most people in the class so far are mainly searching from Canadian newspapers. Me, I figured there might be more variety if we also used articles from the states. Another thing was to use articles from nearby. I mean, getting the news from the Toronto Star isn't bad, bt if you want a good presentation you need something from close to home, something that people may have heard others talking about. The one from the States was quite thought provoking. http://www.nytimes.com/2008/04/13/books/review/Brookhiser-t.html?_r=1&scp=1&sq=religious+intent&st=nyt&oref=slogin (the link for the article Religious Intent. Guess what subject the assignment was for.) So it is now time to kick back, and forget about having to write another paper until we are told when the next assignment paper is due. Although if its not for a bit then I may see if I can get the topic for my choice topic paper cleared. Right know the decision is choosing between writing about the whole Henry VIII and his changing an entire countries religion, or connecting a religion to a book series. Which to see about first????

What do I Have to Show for a day of work as of right now?????

So far (since I woke up at 10) what do I have to show for my work. Well lets see, a half written paper that needs to be finished since its due tomorrow. A bunch of dishes washed, and I mean by hand no dishwasher to speak of. Two chocolate cakes both iced and waiting for the icing to cool (note to self: find a better icing recipe, preferably vanilla, so it can be dyed). Chicken fingers that are in the oven right now cooking to be eaten. The post that I finished from yesterday (refer to last post). And some tv time. Its like yesterday, I spent the entire day (excluding my breaks) cleaning my room, which is hard to do when you have that brand new book that you have yet to read sitting right there next to you (finished it later, book suggestion: Marked- P.C Cast). And I just found out that the Chapters nearby now has Frostbite: A Vampire Academy Novel- Richelle Mead. And now the chicken fingers are beginning to call me and I have a paper to finish writing seeing that right now it is part of a project worth as much as an ISU, or even more seeing as it is at 11% of my mark right now.

Feel Like Screaming

So my little brother was bugging me like crazy about being on the computer. I decide to ignore him and try to do my homework, of course he yells at me to use the laptop, of course the one I can use is the stupid one the bugs me when I'm typing because of the position of the keys. So what comes from this entire fight: me with an arm covered in pen, stuck watching tv, and probably going to have a bruise, while my brother gets the computer, 1/2 an hour after the fight.

And the Snow Keeps on Falling

So by this morning there was about another 15-20 centimetres of snow on the ground. By the after noon the wind was only blowing the snow about so people were able to snow blow, shovel, and whatever. But now the snow has started up again, and it isn't coming down lightly. Somehow I feel like I'm going to stuck inside for days. Of course I can't stay mad at the snow for long, it covers the world in a blanket of white, and everything looks so pretty.

Stupid Weather

Okay, so I shouldn't be complaining so much, it was the weather that got me out of school on Wednesday. But still March Break begins and there is suppose to be a major storm heading this way. What good is a storm that comes after we don't have to go to school. And its not one of those little of ten centimetres of snow, no this is suppose to be one big, calling for fifty, I repeat fifty centimetres of snow. Meaning I be stuck inside all day, unless I decide to walk to the mall alone, but if its snowing then I can't. And its suppose to that stupid wet snow, meaning that my friends wouldn't be able to make it we all live to far apart. Stupid snow, why can't it warm up, and melt and let me have fun outside with my friends over March Break.

13 Days in March

I have counted 13 school days total in March for me, so its 2 down 11 to go. March Break starts on friday. The schools in my area decided to give us a travel day, i know a bunch of people who are leaving thursday instead of friday, which means thursday is know the day to skip if you can, most people will be gone. After March Break is four days of school, because that weekend is a four day weekend- Easter weekend. And its raining outside, there's suppose to be snow, and ice, and hopefully a canceled day for school tomorrow, or at least no buses.

New Semester

So the new semester has started. Okay it's been about a month since it started, but whatever. My classes this semester arn't so bad, I have physics, religion, math, and accounting. That and one of my friends is leaving for 2 weeks. But the best part of the uocoming month, is that it is March, which means March break, and since Easter is early this year overall I only have 13 days of school.

Exams Are Postponed

-4C, felling like its -20C. Temperatures low enough for school to close. Of course there was no announcement on the radio (according to my brother). So I, who was thinking that she was late, ran to the bus stop. One of my friends was coming back from the school because she got a ride there was told there was no school, all exams are postponed. I was talking to another one of my friends a little later and she also went to the school only to be told to go home. So I have an extra day to study law before I have to write the exam, of course I would of rather that the school closed on Mon. because I really needed an extra day to study for bio. The teacher seemed to give us random questions that would include like 3 units. Over all I had to answer 5 long questions at the end and I;m pretty sure that my English essay wasn't as long. 3 pgs. single spaced has to be longer then 3 and 1/2 double-spaced. At least after I'm done law a get a 3 day weekend. I will finally be able to read again, and maybe go shopping and pick up the gloves I saw a while ago that I wanted. It sucks living closer to the small mall. The bigger one has more stores, but at least the 'small mall' has Chapters, which is bigger than the bookstore at the 'large mall'.

A Smoking Computer, and Annoying Exams

Leave it to me to be on the computer when smoke starts come from it. The moniter died beyond belief, it didn't stop working. No it had to go out with a bang, or a smoke. At least its the end of the 1st semester so I didn't any work left that I needed it for.

With the end of semester comes with exams. finished chem already, which wans't bad. All thats left is bio, english and law. I f I survive them its a long weekend for me. :) But first studying and writing exams. At least after bio is done it will all be easier. :)

Completing Homework= Not Sleeping

So I stayed up until 4:30 this morning to try and complete my chem ISU, all I needed to do was summarize all the notes for one chapter and finish the assigned questions. I almost finished the notes over the break, with two left. So I finished half of one note before I got bored and decided to do some of my law on the computer. 3 hours later I was almost done my law, had eaten supper and had barely looked back at my chem. By 8:00 I realized I had to start working on my chem because of course its due the following day. So from 8:00-4:30 I worked on completing my chem homework, with a short break every couple hours. By the time I was done, almost all, skipped like 5 questions from the entire unit, 'cause I didn't understand them and it was getting late. So finally I get to go to sleep and about an hour and half after I fell asleep my mom woke me up to go to school. By this point I was super tired because I was up late the night before finishing a Bio project due a day earlier than what I thought it was. So I'm beyond tired and was so slow getting ready for school the I missed the bus again. But I was allowed to stay home due to being sick from lack of sleep. So tomorrow I have to hand in my assignent and right the test on the unit. Luckily the date for my law ISU presentation was moved to Monday rather than Friday, because I have a bio paper due Friday, and a chem unit test. Getting late gonna slepp finally.