Yessss. I’m done. With the school homework. Well that took me too much time, won’t you say? I think I took to much time with completing that one assignment. But, now I can RELAAAAX. Not really. I still have my home homework stuff for grade 6. Aghh. I’m never going to get that done. Maybe over the summer. Yup.
Now… What should I do?
I shouldn’t seem too bored. If i act like that, people might give me more work to do. But then again, I do have SOME work to do.
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The Never Ending HMWK
Eheh. I should be typing my story for school (ZA NEVERRR ENDING REAAALITYY), but, since the story is prettttaaaay long, I’m lagging it on for the next 2-3 days left of this 2 week SPRING BREAK. I swear, I don’t remember how holding a pencil and writing with it works anymore. Meanwhile, I’m wasting precious time by listening to a bunch of songs by girls (well, that’s a change…), and I’m not getting any work done by blowing my nose every 5 minutes. And I’m coughing. Oh right. I said I was going to eat a cough drop. I’m gonna get one right now.
Much better. Anyways, I should be more productive. But I keep getting distracted. BY SO MANY THINGS. Like the words to my music. Why so catchy?!?!
I’ll type more when I finish the blurb for today. Adieu~!
Reincarnation (Miracle) v
“Come here, Rey. I want you to help me find your father. Use all the power you have. I will support you from the shadows. Do whatever you can for the family. Please.” The Queen clutched onto Rey’s sleeve.
Rey pushed up his circle glasses (A/N: kind of like Harry Potter glasses. eheheh) and ran a hand through his long, turquoise hair.
“Mother… I will try my… best.” Rey promised for the first time. But does that really count as a promise?
“Yes… Rey… Go down the right path. Maids. Leave us alone for a bit,” the maids looked at each other, nodded and left the room quietly, “Haaahaaahaahahahahaa. Come, follow me. I’ve created something just for you. It was something you’ve asked me to do once. I’ve really done it!” The Queen laughed hysterically as she led him to a staircase that led down to a cellar.
“DARLING~! We’re here!” The Queen clapped her hands enthusiastically.
Rey was beyond confused. Had the Queen gone crazy?
The pair walked down a long hallway with many wooden doors in the stone walls. The hall was dimly lit with torches. At long last, they reached a wooden door. It was unlike the others though. It had a simple design with jewels on the door knob and the slot at the top. There were small words on the side. It said ‘reserved for the King–project 23314’.
Knock. Knock. Creak. “HONEY!!” The Queen rushed towards a man that looked very startled and trapped.
“Rey… RUN!!”
les vacances de printemps
THAAT’S IIT! I’m calling the quits. I give up school. As will everyone. For two weeks. ………. .. …. YAAAAAAAYYYYYYY!!!!! I’M FREEEEEEEEEEEEE!
…. But I still have a bit of homework. So much more typing to do. I have to type like, 7 more pages back to back on to my document. AGH. And I thought I was FREE?!?!
Now I’m just sitting here listening to nostalgic music. MUSIC, not songs. And thinking about some kind of award I might want for my efforts my parents said I could have for my REPORT CARD MARKS. I tell ya what. I got good. (;
Ah. dammit.
I just realized that I can’t write. What do I mean by that? I mean that my writing sucks, and right now, I partially lost a bit of my imagination. I can only create long rants such as these, and more. Wait this isn’t very long. Well, for right now. eheh.
Hold on, how do you lose your imagination PARTIALLY? I have no idea what I meant just there.
I think all I can do right now is draw things, not animals of any kind. Just, items?
I just watched my speech that my teacher recorded. I almost burst into tears when I watched it. I suck at speeches. I yelled a lot, too. Not during the speech, only when watching. AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGG. Is this…
HOT DAMN. I just remembered the fear I would experience while awaiting that fateful day. When we all get our report cards. DAMMMMMMMMMMNNNNN IIIITTTTT. All that time in these past two weeks my teacher was talking about it and I just waved it off like a fly. But when I think about it hard, I get scared. I sound so pitiful. JKJK. AARGH. So much STRESSS. I have to present a PowerPoint this week. And later today I have to go to Ping Pong practice. Eheh. I am so lame.
About MOI at the moment…
AAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH. IYATTTAAAAA! Okay, uh. I did my speech on Thursday at the end. On Monday, the sixteenth, I didn’t go to school, because I still had a fever. And also due on the nineteenth, were my BINGO assignments (language arts…), and I finished 2/5. So I might have lowered my reading grade… DAMN. Eh, It’s only because I couldn’t find the right books for the right category. And the right piece of work for the book of that certain category. It’s kind of really complicated. He said it was mostly fine because at least I tried to hand in what I could and had. So, I’ll probably got like a B on Reading. And possibly a bit on Writing. No. Not Writing. I’ll ask sometime later.
Tomorrow at school there is a YPC. And I don’t have anyone to sit with. Again. I am so lonely… JKJK. But yeah, when it comes down to friends that come and go in trios, on a bus, TWO TO A SEAT! Argh. Can’t I make just ONE more friend? Eheh. I must try harder.
I’m gonna go check on other things so I’ll end this right ‘ere. Adieu!
Speeches, oh man
oh boy oh boy oh boy. Speeches are all you’ll EVER WANT FOR CHINESE NEW YEAR. JKJK, but yeah. I have to present my speech tomorrow, but, I currently have a fever, and am sick. YEEEAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHH. Also, tomorrow, I have so many things to worry about like deadlines for 4 more projects are due this Thursday. On Tuesday, my French good copy story is supposed to be finished, written, drawn and coloured. UWAAH! *cries*
ANYWAYS, I’m supposed to be at ping pong practice, but due to sniffling, coughing, and fever-ing, IMMA STAY HOME. YEA-H.
Anyways, I am a sick person, so, ADIOS!
Congrats! and Update
Heeeyyyy! I’m back. Yesterday was the last day of skiing at Whistler/Blackcomb! So, on the first day I was in Novice, and the other two weeks, I WAS IN INTERMEDIATE!! Yaay! At Whistler/Blackcomb, the levels are like this; the first level is Beginner, followed by (in order of skill) Novice, Intermediate, and lastly, Advanced. Novice and Intermediate are the longest levels to get past. So, next year, if I go, I would go to Intermediate. Congrats!
Also… did you realize we just went though the first month of 2015? BECAUSE I JUST DID! Why do I sound so enthusiastic? Well, actually, right now, I don’t look really enthusiastic. I probably have a poker face, I have earbuds in, and I’m just sitting there, typing. Not the most exciting way to be typing really happily. I don’t really show my expression to something when I am looking at the computer. Most of the time.
Anyways, congrats, you survived.
I’m definitely not going to survive February. Why? On the second of February, I have to go to the dentist, to get fill in my cavities. Don’t worry, I only have two to fill on that day. … I didn’t think you’d care! jkjk.
Anyways, I’ll just go freak out in this tiny corner off to this side… I’ll get going. Bye!
I get to go skiing tomorrow!
I guess skiing counts as a sport. Actually it is! Because it’s in the Olympics. Ahahahhaa. I had forgotten about it being a sport, but then again, since wasn’t it a sport? Well, probably when it was first introduced to human beings.
Anyways, this a school trip to Whistler Blackcomb. The intermidiate students get to go on every Friday for three weeks, staring tomorrow. We’re supposed to be at the school and loading into the bus as early as 5:45 am!! Which means I should get up at 5:00am. Oooooooooh daaaaaaaaaamn. Ooooooooooooooh maaaaaaaaaaaaan. Whatever. I won’t be alone at least. You know how much I hate being alone. I DO like being babied by my friends. But, the bad part is that next week I have to sit alone due to my friend is sitting with my other friend that week, because there are 3 of us friends, and 2 kids per 2 seats. Ehehehe.
So, uh. I’ll have to get going on my homework, got lots more time on the bus too, but I gotta finish my math before!! I can write my novel on the bus because it is more boring. No offence, teach.
So, BYEEE!
intense working
Hi. I’m back. “intense working’ because that is what I have been doing for the past 2 hours and probably counting. I’ve been working on my story for school, and I have only written about 4 full pages and is currently on my fifth page today. but I have a total of 7 pages. I am on part 6-7 of my story.
It has been a pretty good day so far with my brother giving me the little feelings of wanting to squish his super chubby cheeks, and cuteness. Also my sister was in a good mood today, so she decided to give me some music. Ohhhh yaaaaaasss! eheheheheh.
Also, I’m still superbly confused. Not just about those once a month emails, but about work, dentists, and eye doctors. Does that count as stress? I don’t really know.
Is it bad for me to be thinking about being almost 12 years old, and that at the end of this year I will have my grad hoodie thing? I feel old when I see my school website thing say stuff about Kindergarten Registration for children born in 2010. Ahahahaaa. I feel like I haven’t done anything useful when I realize I have listened to Kpop for the past 20 minutes, and anime music for the first 2 and a half hours. But I have been typing and writing my novel thing in that time period. I just don’t realize that I have done that until I actually think about it and make myself believe that. It sounds deep but it actually isn’t. I’m not that actually smart. Ahahahahah. I believe I should get back to work now, so, uh, adios! See ya sometime soon, hopefully!!