Monday, December 31, 2007

A few hours left in the year

...and I'm still waiting for something really good to happen so that in years to come, I can be all,

"2007? Of course I remember! That was the year _____"

and thus be able to conclude that it was a cool year with lots of memorable stuff.

Except the blank is still blank. I mean, sure I could fill it up with bad stuff (I started at a new school where I was socially disadapted and didn't actually make new friends so I frantically clung to the ones I already had, my laptop died, I got addicted to anime and thus have wasted countless hours, I failed three classes [trimester, not the whole year... yet], my dog punched me, I tripped, and a bunch of other stuff that didn't get written about because they're too complicated, too personal, I never got around to it, I forgot them or were simply too boring). But bad stuff is not what I'd like to remember a whole year by. You can't always have what you want, though, so I guess that's that. 2007 sucked.


But seriously, I can't think of anything outstandingly good that's happened.

Oh, well.

I never got around to my resolutions. And I quote:

Try to pay attention in certain classes (Key word: try. Hee hee hee).
Well, I suppose I did try, regardless of the fact that I didn't actually do it. Okay, then. Check!

Get more money... somehow.

Oh, I did! I spent it all at anime conventions, though. Check!

Sleep more.
That would be hard to not do. I probably slept less than I did last year, but I did, technically, "sleep more". Check!

Buy a monkey and name it Morrison.
Failed miserably. Not check.

Water my plants before they start to shrivel up.
I actually did try to take care of my plants, so I took one, watered it, and set it outside so that it could get some real sunlight, because in my room -where it normally resides- it doesn't get much light.
The thing is, I forgot it was out, and it rained.... and, well, it's a desert plant. That didn't go well. That was a few months ago, maybe in September or so. Anyway, it's almost recovered. Ummm... Half-check, because I tried.


Hm. 3.5 out of 5. That's not actually that bad! Okay, the final verdict on this year is:

It sucked, I wasn't particularily happy a lot of the time (in fact, I spent a good portion of time feeling really miserable) although I guess it had its moments, like all those times in secundaria when my ex-classmates threw garbage at each other, or when my sister and I freaked a few people out by dancing energetically in a public place... twice. The worst bit, all in all, was preparation course for Prepa. Sitting in an ugly little room, listening to the Chemistry teacher make strange and unclear analogies, the Math teacher explain simple stuff and make it seem hard, the Civics/History teacher hold long and pointless conversations with my classmates, the Physics teacher explain the only suff I already understood (I still don't know how he did it. I'm a total klutz in Physics, and yet he found my tiny enlightened patch of knowledge, and didn't expand it at all), the Geography teacher explain elementary-level stuff, and sitting on a bench by myself for 20 minutes at recess because all the other students were busy fiddling with their cell phones. The whole time, every time. I swear, I felt like putting them in a little pile and then jumping on them (the phones) because their owners spent every spare second -literally- playing with them, comparing them, talking about them...

Oh, and about my Math teacher from that course... sometimes, her son would act as a substitute teacher and make really basic mistakes while explaining stuff. I remember once he looked at the board after doing something wrong and said, "Wait, that's not the right answer... Uh, can anyone find the mistake?" Due to my superior brainpower (mwahahaha) I'd known it was there all along, but decided not to say anything and see how long it took him to figure it out. He never did, and neither did my classmates.

I got sidetracked there.... Anyway, what I was saying was, 2007 overall wasn't that bad... I guess. I now await 2008 and any surprises it might have in store for me, like passing Physics with a perfect 10 or maaybe winning the lottery.

Saturday, December 29, 2007

Livin' la vida (not) loca

Three weeks of holidays. Seems reasonable,doesn't it?

After dreary months of slaving away, getting up every single miserable day reeeeeal early because I have to get to school by seven (and on Thursdays, it's 6:50, because there's Physics and our teacher rules by her own watch; you'd be foolish to knock on the door to see if she lets you in after class has started. If you're lucky, she'll ignore you. Where was I? Oh, yes, have to be at school by seven) because of course I couldn't get a nice, reasonable timetable, with one or two days where I get in at nine, or an easy-going Monday at the very least. Oh no, I get an early start, with all the boring/creepy classes first and then hard classes, at the very end of the day I (sometimes) get the classes I enjoy, i.e., French, except by then I'm too tired and bored to make much of an effort.

So, three weeks of holidays sounds like a nice prospect, thinks I.

I went to the movies, went out with my friends, went to an anime convention, watched a lot of aninme, read some books, did the whole Christmas thing, watched a lot of Corner Gas, and then -finally-, today I was so bored I actually did some homework. :gasp:

Wednesday, December 26, 2007

Well, another Dec. 25th has gone by...

...and all I got was a duct tape wallet and a doll stuffed with plastic bags (both from my loving sister, Isabel. If you're reading this, thanks! That teddy (or... doll... um, that thing) is just adorable).

And an iPod.

Teehee.

Sunday, December 23, 2007

BREAKING NEWS

Two days before Christmas: shopping malls are stuffed, roads are stuffed, toy shops are stuffed with lazy parents, parking lots are stuffed, turkeys are stuffed- in short, the population appears to have spontaneously duplicated and then proceeded to crawl out of their hidey-holes and plug up the city, compulsively buying, buying, buying!
They are expected to go back to where they came from tomorrow, and then spontaneously combust on the 25th. Look forward to fireworks.

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Wednesday, December 12, 2007

Nothing specific

Yesterday I was in Physics class, when, suddenly, I felt a sneeze coming on.
Now, the ideal thing to do in this situation is to sneeze, which is why I did what I did (which was to sneeze). However... well, it was just one of those little moments in life (am I too young to say that?)

It went sort of like this:

Me: ... Achoo!!
*begin to remove hand from face*
Me: Uh-oh.
*look around shiftily, then slowly start to reach for my knapsack with my free hand*
Friend who was sitting next to me: Here.
*tosses me a Kleenex which she appears to have produced out of nowhere*

See? My friend and I are really in sync! Now tell me you don't envy me.


I really need a shower... and I mean, I really need a shower. I'm still wearing yesterday's T-shirt ("Proud Canadian! la fête du -CANADA- day"). And I think maybe I'm beginning to smell, ah, unclean.

Perhaps I should not be telling you this? Ahh, whatever. It's not like I've seen anyone today (and my family? Bah, they counteth not), let alone left my house. Seriously, I haven't even wandered out onto the porch to pat the doggie.


Holidays are starting, yay! Yesterday I had only one measly class (remember? Physics) and just hung around until some woman shooed us away while we loitered around being lazy: "Please leave, we're closing the school".
And then today, no school. Tomorrow, nobody's going to bother giving classes, and on Friday- the last official day- we're supposedly only going to have Geography, which is laughable, because the Geography guy (I can't call him "teacher", because that would imply that he teaches us stuff) is hands-down the laziest person I know, including myself.

So tomorrow I'm just going to school -as in, the building- to hang out with mes amis (aren't I sophisticated), and then possibly buy some shoes. I am not a freaky shoe addict, but I need a new pair because my four shoes -yes, two pairs- are no longer up to scratch.

The first pair are my black Converse, which I wore pretty much every day for about a year and a half, and are, thus, more brown than black (except the white rubber bit, which is gray), plus I scribbled on them and they're developing holes. The scribbles I like; the right shoe has a thick, black Sharpie arrow pointing ahead, and underneath it says "Adelante!" (literally it means ahead, but it's interpreted as keep going), but since the shoe is falling apart, it can't be spared even when it's so cute <3

The other pair is my presentable pair, worn to places where you're supposed to dress up, whenever I'm feeling sissy, or on days when the black/brown ones look too miserable and worn to face the day. I've been wearing them more and more lately. They're the Converse that are clean-ish with funky little designs that make me think of a blue rain forest.

And they're both high-tops.


Hey! My neighbors are finally playing some decent music: Nirvana, and now The Beatles. Thank goodness.

Now, about that shower...