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.