OMFG. No stress. I have passed through the not-really-first day, the first day, the second day and will pass for many days to come. That is pretty good. I spent the last two days after I came back home reading random books on my couch because of general exhaustion. I am getting used to it though. And I am pretty sure it's all the heat's fault. So when September will end/earlier/later/sometime, the weather will be cool and comfortable for morning and afternoon bus waits and lunch walks.
100% pure beef!
Above: random comment that will make no sense to anyone.
I want to go swimming. So. Hot. D= It is like Itachi Uchiha is in my room. I am going to make my mom accompany me to the pool. Or. Fucking. Else.
He'll kill everyone because they are fucking toilets!
Above: random comment that will not make sense to anyone but one person, excluding me.
Sorry. My brain is like...fried. Then frozen, melted and fried again.
Yummy yummy yummy. D=
I like family studies now. And sorry for scratching you with my sharp nails, Mich. D= I want to read the textbook for leisure. It is amusingly outdated. This kid got sat next to me. We had to write a "letter" to ourselves about our current feelings and goals for the text (psychology here. O_o), and he had no goals. Then the teacher helped him by being "witty" and going "you want the girls to love you." The guy's goals (note: the letter was supposed to be a page long):
-Take an academic class next year.
-Get the girls to love me.
It was supposed to be a writing skills test in sentence form.
Disregarding the other comments made during the amazing class, I will nevertheless point out there are only three "gifties" in that class - Jenn, Qian and I.
Having a mainstream class is so cool. I feel amazingly smart. It is like taking that mainstream science test I found in last year's health room instead of Wong's tests.
Math is also quite enjoyable. I think I will get like...90%. Hopefully. xD
Family Studies - 95%, hands down. Although I might screw up on the cooking and blow up the class.
Terrorism!
We're knitting a teddy bear. Everyone else wants to do it. Should have took family studies with me, suckahs. D=
I will fail geo though. Did I mention that test we did today? Out of the 40 questions, I knew about 10 answers for sure. With the 25% guessing chance, I'll give myself another 5. Hopefully. 15/40. Good think it is not going on our marks like he told us it will.
And maps? D= At least he gave us a proportionate outline with Canadian borders. If he did not, I would have slit my rists.
Tara Gilesbie is a conspiracy. <3 We went to McDonalds today. McDonalds was almost as yummeh as my fried brain. Quarter pounders comprise a quarter of the 2000-calorie diet. With the rest of the McDonalds shit I ate (caramel apples!), I have a feeling by the time October comes, I will gain 5 kilograms. Plus, minus. D=
Swimming. Nao.
Bye.
Oh yeah. And I met Dennis and Idoko (did I spell it right? D=) yesterday.
HI DAISY! YOU HAVE FLAWLESS SKIN =D
That is no longer true. D=
My morning bus is pretty much empty. Derek is supposed to take it, although he ditched doing so this morning. My afternoon bus is crowded. I can wait 5 minutes for a bus that will take me closer to my house AND be half-empty, but no one is taking it and I don't want to wait for it alone.
Derek, Dana, STOP CARPOOLING.
Yeah. Bye.
100% pure beef!
Above: random comment that will make no sense to anyone.
I want to go swimming. So. Hot. D= It is like Itachi Uchiha is in my room. I am going to make my mom accompany me to the pool. Or. Fucking. Else.
He'll kill everyone because they are fucking toilets!
Above: random comment that will not make sense to anyone but one person, excluding me.
Sorry. My brain is like...fried. Then frozen, melted and fried again.
Yummy yummy yummy. D=
I like family studies now. And sorry for scratching you with my sharp nails, Mich. D= I want to read the textbook for leisure. It is amusingly outdated. This kid got sat next to me. We had to write a "letter" to ourselves about our current feelings and goals for the text (psychology here. O_o), and he had no goals. Then the teacher helped him by being "witty" and going "you want the girls to love you." The guy's goals (note: the letter was supposed to be a page long):
-Take an academic class next year.
-Get the girls to love me.
It was supposed to be a writing skills test in sentence form.
Disregarding the other comments made during the amazing class, I will nevertheless point out there are only three "gifties" in that class - Jenn, Qian and I.
Having a mainstream class is so cool. I feel amazingly smart. It is like taking that mainstream science test I found in last year's health room instead of Wong's tests.
Math is also quite enjoyable. I think I will get like...90%. Hopefully. xD
Family Studies - 95%, hands down. Although I might screw up on the cooking and blow up the class.
Terrorism!
We're knitting a teddy bear. Everyone else wants to do it. Should have took family studies with me, suckahs. D=
I will fail geo though. Did I mention that test we did today? Out of the 40 questions, I knew about 10 answers for sure. With the 25% guessing chance, I'll give myself another 5. Hopefully. 15/40. Good think it is not going on our marks like he told us it will.
And maps? D= At least he gave us a proportionate outline with Canadian borders. If he did not, I would have slit my rists.
Tara Gilesbie is a conspiracy. <3 We went to McDonalds today. McDonalds was almost as yummeh as my fried brain. Quarter pounders comprise a quarter of the 2000-calorie diet. With the rest of the McDonalds shit I ate (caramel apples!), I have a feeling by the time October comes, I will gain 5 kilograms. Plus, minus. D=
Swimming. Nao.
Bye.
Oh yeah. And I met Dennis and Idoko (did I spell it right? D=) yesterday.
HI DAISY! YOU HAVE FLAWLESS SKIN =D
That is no longer true. D=
My morning bus is pretty much empty. Derek is supposed to take it, although he ditched doing so this morning. My afternoon bus is crowded. I can wait 5 minutes for a bus that will take me closer to my house AND be half-empty, but no one is taking it and I don't want to wait for it alone.
Derek, Dana, STOP CARPOOLING.
Yeah. Bye.
