Hello again.
Wow, what a funny day. I had basketball practice first thing in the morning. God, how it was hard for me to get up this morning. Don’t you find that annoying? Just because you slept in on Sunday, you can’t get up a few hours earlier on the next.
Any ways, I missed a bit of math because of that nuisance of a fire drill this morning and got a chance to cool off before getting to class. Then I had gym.
Holy crap, the substitute was horrifying. Since we’re doing basketball, we did basketball. But the coach, my oh, my, was turning the game to such a boring moronic…
Darn got to go. The library is closing.
Monday, November 17, 2008
Sunday, November 16, 2008
T1B55
Hello.
Oh my god, I had a simply marvelous day. Working hard to finish all homework during the early hours of morn, I managed to spend the afternoon relaxing and shooting some hoops. That brings up yesterday. I was shooting hoops at 4:30 to 6, and it was as dark as 10 to 11 in the summer. I never noticed how daytime changes so dramatically throughout seasons. It’s so amazing and I’m so unobservant. I’m like all wow now.
You know what’s so cool about autumn, though? You don’t sweat as much cuz it’s so cold. I don’t drown in salt water, is what I mean.
Can’t wait till basketball practice tomorrow, I’ve gotten so much better today.
>_< shut eye time
Oh my god, I had a simply marvelous day. Working hard to finish all homework during the early hours of morn, I managed to spend the afternoon relaxing and shooting some hoops. That brings up yesterday. I was shooting hoops at 4:30 to 6, and it was as dark as 10 to 11 in the summer. I never noticed how daytime changes so dramatically throughout seasons. It’s so amazing and I’m so unobservant. I’m like all wow now.
You know what’s so cool about autumn, though? You don’t sweat as much cuz it’s so cold. I don’t drown in salt water, is what I mean.
Can’t wait till basketball practice tomorrow, I’ve gotten so much better today.
>_< shut eye time
Saturday, November 15, 2008
T1B54
Hello,
Couldn't write my blog yesterday, just too tired. Ever since i got onto the basketball team, practices have been hitting at 7 am. I have to get up at 6 to make it there on time. So basically, yeah. I feel super tired at early times of 8:30, and fall dead asleep at 9:30. tODAY WAS PRETTY cool, i guess. Did pretty good at my violin class, dad was satisfied. I was just hitting the songs where it hurts.
Anyways, then i spent the rest of the evening doing homeowrk and eating. I wanna rest a bit (meaning i want to go play some ball) after this, so i'm cutting it short.
Goodbye.
Couldn't write my blog yesterday, just too tired. Ever since i got onto the basketball team, practices have been hitting at 7 am. I have to get up at 6 to make it there on time. So basically, yeah. I feel super tired at early times of 8:30, and fall dead asleep at 9:30. tODAY WAS PRETTY cool, i guess. Did pretty good at my violin class, dad was satisfied. I was just hitting the songs where it hurts.
Anyways, then i spent the rest of the evening doing homeowrk and eating. I wanna rest a bit (meaning i want to go play some ball) after this, so i'm cutting it short.
Goodbye.
Wednesday, November 12, 2008
T1B53
Hey,
I luv AS class now! Actually, I luved AS class from the beginning of the year… but I really, really luv AS class now! Holy crap, the movie you showed us this few classes, I was so freaked out! They were so, so interesting! God, wish I had AS everyday!
I had to go see this eye doctor today, and skipped first block because of that. Now I am practically drowning in English homework.
Tomorrow I have my first basketball practice. I also have to memorize my French for tomorrow. That plus my Current Events practicing, science studying, henceforward.
Gotta go!
I luv AS class now! Actually, I luved AS class from the beginning of the year… but I really, really luv AS class now! Holy crap, the movie you showed us this few classes, I was so freaked out! They were so, so interesting! God, wish I had AS everyday!
I had to go see this eye doctor today, and skipped first block because of that. Now I am practically drowning in English homework.
Tomorrow I have my first basketball practice. I also have to memorize my French for tomorrow. That plus my Current Events practicing, science studying, henceforward.
Gotta go!
Tuesday, November 11, 2008
T1B52
Well, I feel a bit bruised today.
My dad’s at war with me again it seems. From yesterday night, I was all sweaty and sticky because I haven’t taken a single bath from the morning, where I had an intense basketball tryout, gym second block, where I got all sweaty again, and the evening, where I helped dad with dinner and the smoke fumes were just pelting me, and couldn’t play my violin because my teacher told me to be calm and relaxed when practicing and I was tensing each time I felt the violin touch my icky neck. So of course I stated the obvious, asking if I could take a bath. But the washroom was occupied by the washing machine at the moment, and I couldn’t use it. So I waited, legs aching from the morning and had no energy to do any of my homework. And my dad called me a wimp. My mom joined in with facts later too. Okay, I could handle that, not too much of it problem, sincere thanks to your proactive lessons. I went back to try and play some more, but once I hit halfway I just couldn’t do it right. So I went back outside and asked if I could help in any way. My mom called me inconsiderate, but I guess in love, did the things by herself. I thanked her while she was going out the bathroom. Then when I finished, my dad told me I wasn’t allowed to go on the computer to write my blog or print out my French homework. Okay, I understood he was a bit pissed, so I didn’t argue and went on playing my violin.
But today, as I found out, since yesterday my parents only finished half the washing before they had to stop for me to take my shower, they had to sleep at 12. I slept at ten. This morning I woke up at 7 am from a phone call from my mom’s boss asking her to go to work. My dad had to drive her there. I fell asleep. When I got up from bed at 8:30, I joked about my dad being a great lawyer because he promised me I could go outside today on last Sunday because I didn’t play at all that weekend. It was raining today.
But I guess he mistook that by accident, because he started getting really angry and serious about stuff I did and didn’t do yesterday, like how I didn’t do math for two days already, how wimpish I was, stuff like that. Then he was all pissed about today. I thought he told me to go practice my violin. I soon found out I was wrong. He came to my room and was all, why are you playing your violin? I told you to write your blog and print out your French thing before lunch… So I was like okay, I’m sorry, I didn’t hear properly. And you know what he said to me? What do you mean you didn’t hear properly? Oh so you don’t want to write your blog. I don’t want you on the computer for any reason today.
POW. Ow. That hurt. I was so hurt I sort of lost control. I asked him why does he have to hurt me like this. He turned around and told my about the sleeping late thing because of me. I was all, I baby sit my sister while you sleep in the afternoon while you sleep. I used to do that a lot. Then he jumped to another subject, about how yesterday was his break day, and still have to get up at 6:30 to drive me to basketball tryout no.3. I reminded him I volunteered to walk that day. I started to manage my cool back.
I feel like my dad’s jealous of me. I feel like my dad’s jealous of all the things I’ve done that he didn’t do when he was younger.
I made it into the basketball team, but when my dad heard it he just turned away, like ignoring it. It feels like nothing now.
Thanks for the POV and proactive lessons, I didn’t break today.
My dad’s at war with me again it seems. From yesterday night, I was all sweaty and sticky because I haven’t taken a single bath from the morning, where I had an intense basketball tryout, gym second block, where I got all sweaty again, and the evening, where I helped dad with dinner and the smoke fumes were just pelting me, and couldn’t play my violin because my teacher told me to be calm and relaxed when practicing and I was tensing each time I felt the violin touch my icky neck. So of course I stated the obvious, asking if I could take a bath. But the washroom was occupied by the washing machine at the moment, and I couldn’t use it. So I waited, legs aching from the morning and had no energy to do any of my homework. And my dad called me a wimp. My mom joined in with facts later too. Okay, I could handle that, not too much of it problem, sincere thanks to your proactive lessons. I went back to try and play some more, but once I hit halfway I just couldn’t do it right. So I went back outside and asked if I could help in any way. My mom called me inconsiderate, but I guess in love, did the things by herself. I thanked her while she was going out the bathroom. Then when I finished, my dad told me I wasn’t allowed to go on the computer to write my blog or print out my French homework. Okay, I understood he was a bit pissed, so I didn’t argue and went on playing my violin.
But today, as I found out, since yesterday my parents only finished half the washing before they had to stop for me to take my shower, they had to sleep at 12. I slept at ten. This morning I woke up at 7 am from a phone call from my mom’s boss asking her to go to work. My dad had to drive her there. I fell asleep. When I got up from bed at 8:30, I joked about my dad being a great lawyer because he promised me I could go outside today on last Sunday because I didn’t play at all that weekend. It was raining today.
But I guess he mistook that by accident, because he started getting really angry and serious about stuff I did and didn’t do yesterday, like how I didn’t do math for two days already, how wimpish I was, stuff like that. Then he was all pissed about today. I thought he told me to go practice my violin. I soon found out I was wrong. He came to my room and was all, why are you playing your violin? I told you to write your blog and print out your French thing before lunch… So I was like okay, I’m sorry, I didn’t hear properly. And you know what he said to me? What do you mean you didn’t hear properly? Oh so you don’t want to write your blog. I don’t want you on the computer for any reason today.
POW. Ow. That hurt. I was so hurt I sort of lost control. I asked him why does he have to hurt me like this. He turned around and told my about the sleeping late thing because of me. I was all, I baby sit my sister while you sleep in the afternoon while you sleep. I used to do that a lot. Then he jumped to another subject, about how yesterday was his break day, and still have to get up at 6:30 to drive me to basketball tryout no.3. I reminded him I volunteered to walk that day. I started to manage my cool back.
I feel like my dad’s jealous of me. I feel like my dad’s jealous of all the things I’ve done that he didn’t do when he was younger.
I made it into the basketball team, but when my dad heard it he just turned away, like ignoring it. It feels like nothing now.
Thanks for the POV and proactive lessons, I didn’t break today.
Sunday, November 9, 2008
T1B51
Hi
So hurt man… my eyes have been fixed on homework from this morning to noon to now. I must rest sooner or later. But holy crap, homework is nailing me hard in the chest. So much of it, but non-due tomorrow. Basketball practice tomorrow! So nervous…
Have to go, so much more homework to do…
So hurt man… my eyes have been fixed on homework from this morning to noon to now. I must rest sooner or later. But holy crap, homework is nailing me hard in the chest. So much of it, but non-due tomorrow. Basketball practice tomorrow! So nervous…
Have to go, so much more homework to do…
Saturday, November 8, 2008
T1B50
Hey,
Hello.
Had a moderate day today. Did just about average in violin class, not too good , not too bad, didn't do a bit of my homework, and yet didn't play a bit. Strange how time flies when you don't have anything to do, anything you want to do. Not saying i was bored... I was simply goalless.
Do i have to post my family reflections on my blogs? If yes, do i post only my family's answers, or mine too?
You know what, I'm still a bit jitterish about the third tryout. So far i've lived past the first and second, but the last tryout will be a fatal cut of 8 people. I tried getting out today to work on some skills developing, but my dad's like all negative all over again.
Well, gotta start working on my Science foldable and English letter, see u =I
oh, and could i ask if William, gr.8, made the second basketball cut?
Hello.
Had a moderate day today. Did just about average in violin class, not too good , not too bad, didn't do a bit of my homework, and yet didn't play a bit. Strange how time flies when you don't have anything to do, anything you want to do. Not saying i was bored... I was simply goalless.
Do i have to post my family reflections on my blogs? If yes, do i post only my family's answers, or mine too?
You know what, I'm still a bit jitterish about the third tryout. So far i've lived past the first and second, but the last tryout will be a fatal cut of 8 people. I tried getting out today to work on some skills developing, but my dad's like all negative all over again.
Well, gotta start working on my Science foldable and English letter, see u =I
oh, and could i ask if William, gr.8, made the second basketball cut?
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