First time I've seen projectile vomit in real life.

Last night definitely wasn't a pretty picture.

Neither is my face this morning.

This is just about it, as I have to get ready for work. At least I'm doing salad dressing today, so it's not fatty and I won't feel bad about eating like half of the samples I hand out x)

P.S. Model UN was really fun. Fandi, thanks again for bringing me! =)

Careers Class

So this morning, we are doing nothing in careers. Usually we are actually working on some assignment or at the very least I am cramming to finish my French homework while discreetly trying to hide the textbook under my desk (keep in mind I sit 1m. away from Mr. Cheng), but today there's nothing to do.

Well, except science. But that's just too harsh for my brains that have not yet fully woken up.

For the last 30 minutes, Peter was looking at cars instead of doing work. Very predictable, yes, but how can someone spend thirty goddamn minutes looking at pieces of metal? Well then again, what *can* you spend 30 minutes looking at?

Chanel, I guess. Or something along those lines. 8D

Oh, I actually have to research Chanel for my French project. The last two times I spent looking at the fall/winter collection, which was just too good for me to actually do anything in French.

On one hand, it's due in December. On the other hand, it's my ISP and I have to memorize it.

Last week, Adam asked me if I know how to type. While I was typing. Then I realized I naturally only type with one finger on each hand, and, even though my speed is decent, my lack of typing skill is starting to bother me.

Tomorrow is a PA day and also the first debate tournament of the year. Yayy. =D DECA Regionals are next Thursday though, and VBC starts next Monday. FML. For the next 3 weeks, 5 hours a day will be spent on DECA.

Fmllll.

Sometimes I just want to skip school for a day, go out and do something fun. Because I haven't really since school started. -.-

Oh btw, happy belated birthday Diana <- if you still read this, that is <3

k yeah.

I'm going to go play some game now.

So sleep deprived it's not even funny.

I go to bed at 11PM. Maximum. Most people consider that early and tell me they can't fall asleep at that time. Well, dear people whose names I am not going to mention, how the -many inappropriate words here- do you wake up in time to not only manage to make it in time for school, but also to survive another, what, 20-hour day, which is most likely filled with mental activity as well as extracurriculars?

It is 7:13 right now and my eyes are closing. I should also mention that I have a slight stomachache, I despise the dark weather outside and it was so cold when I woke up that I had to put a wool sweater on top of my bathrobe. Don't get me wrong - fall is my favorite season. And I like my work, my extracurriculars, my social life...Well, maybe even school. Certain subjects, that is. But why the hell could I not be blessed with being able to perfectly function on 4 hours of sleep a day like Tom? Why is it that I feel so tired every morning?

At least I now use green tea instead of coffee to wake me up.

So uhm...School's been...School. By day two I felt like I've been there a month. By week two I've felt like I've left for maybe one long weekend. Not sure what I'm going to think about month 2, but what with being unable to sleep in because of work, tests ALWAYS falling on the same days and trying to lose weight, I doubt it's going to be positive.

And, oh yeah, I'm quitting Model UN. Not because I'm overstressed or overworked (as if), but because I don't like the concept. And/or, to be completely honest, the group of people. There are like 5o people there for snacks (-.-) and the rest of the people sit there whining about how fun it was last year when there was only 7 people.

Right. I didn't make the hospital. On the bright side, like 2 other people did. Or 1. I only know of 1. But uhm, seeing as I still have 0 hours, I'll be volunteering at that clinic Adam volunteers in. If I get in, that is.

Ahh wtf. I should get in. It's not like they're going to be selective about who does unpaid labour. -.-

Then again, how much self-confidence can I expect at 7:20 in the morning?

Time to go get green tea and breakfast.

Bye. 8D

An average summer day. Well, almost. =)

So, today has been another average day in my summer, split between doing something vaguely useful and mindnumbing boredom. Seeing as I am trying to write more often in my blog; write anything until I actually have something useful, I'll just describe my day with some detail. =)

I woke up at about 8; which is very early for me but it's pretty useful because if I sleep until 8:30 or later, I will be rudely woken up with a call from Marco, who seems to find it amusing to make my life a misery by waking me up in the ungodly hours of the morning. Although 8:30AM doesn't exactly count as early by most people, he has also called me at 3 or 4AM and somehow decided the only reason I was yelling at him and begging him to hang up and "leave me do die" is because I was hangover. While that is not true, he might at least have had the decency to never call again; but no, he continued. -.-

After lazily shuffling around the house and eating a pack of free chocolate that I got yesterday from Metro (unused samples), I felt fat and decided to cheer myself up by going to the gym to work out with none other than Nalini. Oh by the way, my next weekend's job is to sell delicious Nestle chocolate in 3 calorie-rich, amazing flavors. That is not advertising, since I will get 3 cases of chocolate to give out for samples, most likely not use it all and take 5/10/15 chocolate bars home. 8D So, uh, back to working out. I viva-ed down to Hillcrest as no other bus was working on a civic holiday yet my parents refused to drive me, and waited outside for Nalini, who was being late as usual. -.- As I walked up to the doors, I decided to text her to ask where she was, while also wearing earphones. While doing that, I saw someone creep up on me out of the corner of my eye (I was wearing glasses because I want my eyes to relax...And also because I went to the gym 15 minutes after I woke up and ended up putting on the first available and easiest thing). I was being retarded and screamed before I realized it was Crosby Ali, who was for some reason hanging alone around Hillcrest mall at not even 10AM. Apparently, he was waiting for his mom.

We had a very interesting conversation which went sort of like...
"So, how's your summer going?"
"Um...I went to Wonderland on Wednesday, and then I can't remember, but it was crazy fun. So how about you?"
"Yeah, I'm just going to the gym and working and hanging out with friends..."

And then we talked about buffing up for another five minutes. Then I went, SLOWLY changed, got out of the changeroom, went on the treadmill, set out the speed, started running...And then Nalini came in. She apologized for being late and I forgave her because, well, she's Nalini. So we binge-worked-out for about 30 minutes when we saw Adam who was also joining the gym. Then we all worked out for another hour and a half. After that, I felt so nauseated I begged Nalini for a ride home. Damn the chocolate. Time to eat a nutritious breakfast D=

Then I got home and now I am just sitting here and eating random crap (cherry pie, mint and chocolate chip ice cream, cookies and cream ice cream, chocolate, plums, soup...) I attempted playing Sims 3, but my game is ruined because my stupid Sim got pregnant by accident. -.- And now I see her huge stomach and cringe because now she will never fulfill her lifetime wish/goal that I set out for her. D=

Don't get pregnant, kids. =(

On that note, I have a second cousin who was actually attractive (from a neutral, looking at a photograph standpoint). He's six years older than me, and last time I saw him, he was fifteen, on the honour roll, getting chicks left and right and a generally nice guy who gave me piggyback rides and gave me money for chocolate (I was what, 9? :P). Then I heard he was getting married, at 18 no less. -.- Me being me, I assumed the worst: he got the girl pregnant, and, being the morally right guy he was, he had to marry her (and they lived a small village-ish town so it's not on morals alone but also people judging and generally being assholes). So next thing I hear, I was right: they had a kid. Now she's 2 and he's 20. Both of them couldn't go to university or even college (the girl had good grades too D=) and last I heard, said cousin was working as a cashier at a grocery store to pay for the rent of their apartment (they could only afford a shabby 1-bedroom.)

And he had so much potential...=/

Yeah that went off-topic. But since there isn't really anything else in my day to talk about, so be it.

I sort of miss school. Just a bit. Mostly seeing all the people and the fun classes (drama and my beloved family studies.) And also the clubs. But also a bit of even the challenge of homework. I am trying to enjoy my work-free and amazing summer right now, knowing that my schedule next year will be sadistic (gifted and gr. 11 classes, gym, work, volunteering, clubs, and, oh yeah, maintaining a social life), but it's not really working that well. I even found a job just to have something to do. And the money, of course. In fact, I am even doing a charity carwash not just because I strive to be a better person (Van, how do you do that strikethrough thing? =O) and need to get volunteer hours, but also because I am bored. D=

But way, way less bored than I was last summer. Most days, I have at least one social/work/productive activity to do. And if not, I call people and plan something. Unless, of course, I want to sit at home, eat ice cream in many different flavors and attempt to make my Sim have an abortion. Hey, anyone who played Sims 3 before, is that possible?

Bye =)

Will anyone read this? =/ Well, it's worth a try.

So...It's been almost a year since I first posted on this blog. I remember how I found it so enjoyable to just sit there for prolonged amounts of time and type away about random crap that was happening in my life, or just my thoughts, or...well, anything. I used to have the time, but, more importantly, I used to have the motivation. Back then, I was actually dedicated enough to go on at least once in a few weeks to give the people who devote some portion of their time to reading this a glimpse into my life. No matter how small that glimpse was, it's the fact that I actually remembered to blog. I haven't yet been thinking about how people would react to anything and everything I say, or that "there are better things to do than sit there and update this old thing that's been hanging in your bookmarks since April."

So thanks Laucker, for making me get off my lazy ass and trying to get this thing back into at least occasionally updated mode. <3 After all, it's summer, I'm not that busy and definitely not busy enough to pretend I don't have the ten minutes a day it takes to write an entry. After all, I do read everyone's blogs. And Jason was right - I have to finish what I started. So I wanted a blog that would talk about my high school experience. And yes, a chunk of my life is just gone. Another chunk is documented so flimsily it's probably gone anyway. But...if there is a chance to keep it going, I'm going to exercise my perseverance in doing so. So... My summer's been pretty uneventful in terms of productivity up to the point where I got a job. Today would be my second day of working, and I am already dead from the huge, cold fridges, standing for hours on end (in heels, no less, and not even by choice - they require dress shoes), and the 7-hour shift. But whatever, I keep myself alive by thinking of the paycheck. Otherwise, I have just hang out with friends and played Sims 3. And went to the gym in the last week to try and lose weight. Not that it's working, but whatever. -.- I realized that if you're busy, you don't think about how you look. So it's all good.

Believe it or not, I sort of miss school. A lot. D= I'll *try* to update tomorrow, but if that doesn't work out, I still will write something sometime...xD