I'm writing this from an Internet Café, because the power at my house has been out for over 24 hours. Yeah, I know, that sucks.
Do you want to know why it's been out? Because some genius stole a cable and left my whole block without any electricity. The disturbing bit for me is this: What in the world did they want the cable for? And when did they steal it? It wasn't at night, because I left for school yesterday morning (power) and came back in the afternoon-- no power! That means no computer, no TV, no working fridge, no photocopies, no light, toasting bread on the stove...you know the type of stuff... and also candle wax on my music book, because the emergency light wasn't bright enough.
I don't like Internet Cafés much. I mean, the guy next to me could just look over and read what I'm writing. If he happens to speak English. Not that I'm writing anything all that secret, but still. One thing I like, though, is seeing all the people walk by on the sidewalk. Most of them look in here, too.
Anyway, the missing cable is supposed to get replaced today, starting around three.
On other news, I passed my second History test. I did pretty well, this time, actually. I congratulate myself.
Nuts, I'm getting hungry.
Thursday, December 07, 2006
Sunday, November 26, 2006
Bellas Artes
On Friday the school choir, of which I am part (otherwise I wouldn't be posting this, duh) went to Bellas Artes to sing. See, there's a contest every year of Canción Popular Mexicana, where choirs from different schools sing mexican songs; there's a bunch of levels, although the Bellas Artes one's just a presentat
ion.
In years before there were silver medals for every single student of every single choir. And now? Now they're made out of tin. Tin! And they used to come in a special box. Now, they're stung on a piece of ribbon that's about two pesos per meter. And the whole silver medal thing was only like two years ago, maybe even one. Also, there used to be pretty designs on them, and now they're stamped with an ugly thing that says "9° encuentro de la Canción Popular Mexicana", except it's hard to tell, because the 9 looks like a 4.
But apart from the whole cheap, worthless medal incident, the whole thing was quite nice.
Also, funny incident:
There was a program set that had everything timed, for example, "Welcome: 3 min.", "Esc. José María Morelos y Pavón: 3.5 min." or something like that. Our song ("El pastor") is three and a half minutes long, and that's what was on the program... except what we didn't tell them is that we were going to sing another song ("Despierta") .. teehee.
So we're on the stage, sing our first song, and at the end everyone claps. Then, after three seconds, the music teacher starts playing "Despierta", and you can almost hear everybody thinking, "Huh?". Then we finish, or so everyone thinks, but it was a false ending, har har! In the middle of the clapping we resume singing. Then we end again... also false. Clapping, and... the curtain guy apparently decided to seize his chance and starts lowering the curtain, just as we begin singing again. He realizes his mistake and lowers the curtain more and more slowly so that it hit the ground at exactly (and I mean exactly) the same time as we finished for real. And also, half the choir burst into giggles (the other half was going "Hey, the curtain!").
******
Isabel, my sister, would like you all to know that she is sad and had a bad day because she thought she was going to play ice hockey all week and she even got new shin pads "because the other ones were all sucky and old and stinky" and now she won't get to go to the ice hockey clinic.
ion.In years before there were silver medals for every single student of every single choir. And now? Now they're made out of tin. Tin! And they used to come in a special box. Now, they're stung on a piece of ribbon that's about two pesos per meter. And the whole silver medal thing was only like two years ago, maybe even one. Also, there used to be pretty designs on them, and now they're stamped with an ugly thing that says "9° encuentro de la Canción Popular Mexicana", except it's hard to tell, because the 9 looks like a 4.
But apart from the whole cheap, worthless medal incident, the whole thing was quite nice.
Also, funny incident:
There was a program set that had everything timed, for example, "Welcome: 3 min.", "Esc. José María Morelos y Pavón: 3.5 min." or something like that. Our song ("El pastor") is three and a half minutes long, and that's what was on the program... except what we didn't tell them is that we were going to sing another song ("Despierta") .. teehee.
So we're on the stage, sing our first song, and at the end everyone claps. Then, after three seconds, the music teacher starts playing "Despierta", and you can almost hear everybody thinking, "Huh?". Then we finish, or so everyone thinks, but it was a false ending, har har! In the middle of the clapping we resume singing. Then we end again... also false. Clapping, and... the curtain guy apparently decided to seize his chance and starts lowering the curtain, just as we begin singing again. He realizes his mistake and lowers the curtain more and more slowly so that it hit the ground at exactly (and I mean exactly) the same time as we finished for real. And also, half the choir burst into giggles (the other half was going "Hey, the curtain!").
******
Isabel, my sister, would like you all to know that she is sad and had a bad day because she thought she was going to play ice hockey all week and she even got new shin pads "because the other ones were all sucky and old and stinky" and now she won't get to go to the ice hockey clinic.
Saturday, November 18, 2006
Blair Witch Pr... zzz
I was just downstairs watching The Blair Witch Project with my sister on TV, and let me tell you, it is one of the most boring things I've seen in a looong time (plus, Alice in Wonderland is way scarier).
We didn't even finish watching it, because we got tired of what seems to me to be about an hour and a half of swearing, and "Turn off the f****** camera!".
And what was up with all those sticks hanging from trees? And why were some of them covered in moss?
It's supposed to be really scary at the end, but as my sister pointed out, what's the good in that when you're already asleep and snoring? Honestly.
SOMETHING should happen in the first... say, hour or so, so that people won't change it to channel two to watch the late telenovelas (I saw one once about a guy who lived in a cave and always wore a red plaid shirt or overalls with lots of (fake?) chest fur and no shirt... at least you can laugh at it and wonder how much they paid that guy).
Basically, if I ever have the chance to watch it again, I won't.
EDIT: Oh, yeah, and what was it with those piles of rocks? Who does that? And, more importantly, have they nothing better to do? If it was the witch, anyone can see that she has one long, boring, sucky life with an empty agenda.
Oh, yeah, and if those guys are film students, why is the footage so bad?
We didn't even finish watching it, because we got tired of what seems to me to be about an hour and a half of swearing, and "Turn off the f****** camera!".
And what was up with all those sticks hanging from trees? And why were some of them covered in moss?
It's supposed to be really scary at the end, but as my sister pointed out, what's the good in that when you're already asleep and snoring? Honestly.
SOMETHING should happen in the first... say, hour or so, so that people won't change it to channel two to watch the late telenovelas (I saw one once about a guy who lived in a cave and always wore a red plaid shirt or overalls with lots of (fake?) chest fur and no shirt... at least you can laugh at it and wonder how much they paid that guy).
Basically, if I ever have the chance to watch it again, I won't.
EDIT: Oh, yeah, and what was it with those piles of rocks? Who does that? And, more importantly, have they nothing better to do? If it was the witch, anyone can see that she has one long, boring, sucky life with an empty agenda.
Oh, yeah, and if those guys are film students, why is the footage so bad?
Monday, October 30, 2006
Assorted things...
Okay, I have reeeeally neglected this thingy.
Now I have ten minutes to spare, so I suppose I can catch up a bit. The bad thing is, whenever I have time I get writer's block.
Izzy, big sister, one who gives me candy and calls me little squishy, and basically spoils me, was jumping around and going "Wheehee! Wheehee! Daddy said yessss!", not two minutes ago, and I can safely assume that it was because she recieved parental permission to go to some concert or other (it's Placebo, so that's coolie, I guess).
I've done my Math homework, which is easy... the catch is (oh, yes, there's a catch) I think I solved the wrong page of my excercise book. Oh, well, it won't matter in ten years or so. I hope.
Izzy just hopped by going "Wheehe!" again. Although now it's changed to "Wheehoo! Wheehoo!".
Yeah... I'm not feeling very inspired today.
Oh, right- at school my class spent four hours making the ofrenda for Día de Muertos (see? We have an actual tradition thingy, not like other countries, where all you do is eat candy and call that Hallowe'en), while I was at choir practice (save for five minutes, when I went over to see if I could help at all, but was instead rudely shooed off) . That was quite disappointing, seeing as I spent years looking forward to setting up the ofrenda. But I'll still try to take photos of it , because it turned out nicely anyway.
Oh, by the way, I still get an extra point in History this bimester, because I brought a bunch of stuff (flowers, clothes, and a plastic skull) for the ofrenda. Good thing, too, because I am in dire need of that point.
I think I'll try to cut down on my use of parenthesis.
Now I have ten minutes to spare, so I suppose I can catch up a bit. The bad thing is, whenever I have time I get writer's block.
Izzy, big sister, one who gives me candy and calls me little squishy, and basically spoils me, was jumping around and going "Wheehee! Wheehee! Daddy said yessss!", not two minutes ago, and I can safely assume that it was because she recieved parental permission to go to some concert or other (it's Placebo, so that's coolie, I guess).
I've done my Math homework, which is easy... the catch is (oh, yes, there's a catch) I think I solved the wrong page of my excercise book. Oh, well, it won't matter in ten years or so. I hope.
Izzy just hopped by going "Wheehe!" again. Although now it's changed to "Wheehoo! Wheehoo!".
Yeah... I'm not feeling very inspired today.
Oh, right- at school my class spent four hours making the ofrenda for Día de Muertos (see? We have an actual tradition thingy, not like other countries, where all you do is eat candy and call that Hallowe'en), while I was at choir practice (save for five minutes, when I went over to see if I could help at all, but was instead rudely shooed off) . That was quite disappointing, seeing as I spent years looking forward to setting up the ofrenda. But I'll still try to take photos of it , because it turned out nicely anyway.
Oh, by the way, I still get an extra point in History this bimester, because I brought a bunch of stuff (flowers, clothes, and a plastic skull) for the ofrenda. Good thing, too, because I am in dire need of that point.
I think I'll try to cut down on my use of parenthesis.
Friday, October 20, 2006
History test!
Today was my first written History exam of the year, and let me tell you, it was AWFUL. I studied! I really did! I rarely study for tests, and when I do, it's never for long. Yesterday I studied for hours. And the test killed me.
Four pags of utter madness, and I don't think I passed.
Honestly, I really need the extra point this bimester- that will be for participating in the ofrenda, which is the third years' job.
If I get around to it, I'll take photos of the ofrenda and post them.
UPDATE: Got my results... I failed (4.3 out of 10. Go ahead, laugh).
Four pags of utter madness, and I don't think I passed.
Honestly, I really need the extra point this bimester- that will be for participating in the ofrenda, which is the third years' job.
If I get around to it, I'll take photos of the ofrenda and post them.
UPDATE: Got my results... I failed (4.3 out of 10. Go ahead, laugh).
Friday, October 13, 2006
Friday 13th
Well, today is Fiday the 13th. Bring out the black cats and all that.
It makes me remember the sixth of June (6-6-6). All the first-borns were making their wills, and everyone else was running around claiming their stuff.
It makes me remember the sixth of June (6-6-6). All the first-borns were making their wills, and everyone else was running around claiming their stuff.
Sunday, October 08, 2006
Happy Birthday to me
On Friday I turned fouteen :). I got some candy, a bag, a few cards and a four-leaf clover. Also, Mauricio got the class to sing Las Mañanitas, which was really sweet and for which I thank him a lot.
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