12/20/05

Well, today was almost the same as every other day.

People finished up their book reports today in English, I really don't want to read any other book that we had this round next time we have lit circles again. They all seem really boring and not my taste.
In Electrical Ryan was a little stressed and we were both frusterated. I'll just pick up tomorrow and hopefully we can get this third lab done.
I'm finally starting to get what we're doing in math. I just wish that she would give us notes to explain all these different methods of factorizing quadratic equations (or whatever they're called). Our test is tomorrow, and I'm more worried about it than any of our previous tests because this is the first one where I'm not 100% sure of myself.
It seems like Bellefleur has just given up. In French he just said "Do what you did yesterday." and left us to do it. He's such a weird guy, I really don't understand why he's still teaching if he hates it that much.

When I got home, I was excited. I thought that maybe today was one of the days dad had off, but it's tomorrow when both he and mum will be home. Anyway, on the kitchen table, there was my iPod! I thought it wouldn't be back untill at least after the new year. Anyway, I think they had to wipe the hard drive, so I am reloading all of my songs onto it right now. I think it will take a couple of hours, so I booted up this computer and am adding (some) new songs to my library. I still have tons of CDs to put onto this computer, but that takes forever. I think I know a new way of how I can get it to go faster though. Maybe I'll try it over break.

Heather's friend Abigail is over. They are doing a Christmas piano recital tomorrow at school. They both seem really excited. Sometimes I wish I could do something like that and just be younger again.

I'm really starting to feel the Christmas/Break/Exam crunch. I have so much to do, but I really don't want to do any of it. School just bores me now. I mean, English and French especially, but I've started not to care about Math too. It just seems like she expects too much from us and so I just want to wait for her to explain it to me instead of having to try to figure it out alone. It seems like Christmas is so close yet so far away at the same time. I haven't really had a chance to think in a while. Even now I am doing so many things at once I can't really concentrate on one specific thing. And thinking about how tomorrow I have all sorts of tests and stuff and assemballs and that there is a lot of people who aren't planning on going to school for the rest of this week...And I don't even want to start thinking of exams. It seems like they are the only thing on anyone's mind at school.

And then there is the Christmas Formal.
I'm nervous about going because I haven't been to a dance in such a long time. I don't know how to act and I really hate being embarrassed. I'm paranoid that I am going to do or say something stupid so I don't want to get nervous because when I am nervous I say a lot of stupid things. But even thinking about it makes me nervous (can you tell from the way I'm typing?). I am self-concious about wearing a dress...I won't ahve anything to cover myself up with. I don't think I have enough guts to wear my shoes either....And I am the only one without a date in my group it seems. Katie wants me to tag along with her and Jonah, but it's gonna be weird. She is coming to my house to do makeup and hair and get ready...Then Jonah is picking her (and me...erg) up and driving us.

Who thought I could write this much just about my day? This is nothing compared to everything else running around in my mind. I'll have to tell you about it later though, cause I think I'm gonna see if any more songs have downloaded then log off and see if I can study even a little before watching CSI or something on television to (hopefully) relax a bit.

There's just so much to do, to say, to be, to feel, to worry for, to be stressed for, to listen to, to read, to study, to concentrate on, to meditate on, to think about......and so little precious time and effort.