I know, I know. No post in a while. I have no excuse.
Anyways, I'll give the non-existent readers a quick update. Sparky was sold, parents abandoned me for Russia, parents returned, brother abandoned me for Quebec. That would basically summarize the latest happenings for me.
Since I am awesomely cool, I decided to make an "Open Letters" post, following the epic example of one Mr. Hank Green. Without further ado, my open letters.
Dear exams,
You should be banned. I don't really want to have to spend time studying for english + math + french exams, because they suck.
Best Wishes!
Dear Sparky,
You need to not be sold. Run away from those awful people who bought you and come live with me! I would love you more, trust me.
Best Wishes!
Dear Twi-Hards,
You guys kind of annoy me. Also, you're making me hate Twilight, even though I like it. Too much craziness over one thing makes me hate it.
Best Wishes!
Dear rain,
I know I should be singing "Rain, rain, go away", but could you please keep falling from the sky for tomorrow? I want to play the switcharoo game at lessons, but I won't be able to unless we get rained out.
Best Wishes!
Dear the makers of So You Think You Can Dance,
WHY DID YOU FREAKING HAVE TO PICK A THURSDAY TO PLAY SYTYCD?! YOU KNOW I HAVE GYMNASTICS 'TIL 9 ON THURSDAYS!
Best Wishes!
That's all the open letters for now. Another open letters post is sure to come.
Tuesday, June 2, 2009
Friday, May 1, 2009
DOLLHOUSE
In my endless persuit of good television programs, I decided to try out a new show that a friend recommended to me. It's called Dollhouse.
Well, I watched it tonite, and I'm guessing that because I didn't start from the start of the show/season, it makes sense that I'm so confused. The little background description my friend gave me helped out: the Dollhouse is an underground operation where people have their personalities/skills erased and live in the Dollhouse until they are needed for a job. Then when they are needed, they put a new personality and new skills into the person and they do the job.
Knowing this knowledge, I kinda-sorta understood the show. But then this dude named Alpha came in with this other dude who is part of the FBI investigating the Dollhouse and then Alpha stole one of the Dolls, Echo, and I didn't understand. Hopefully, I'll understand next week, when I watch more shows. But right now, my brain is so tired it refuses to actually think this through. But I do think it's an interesting show... quite sci-fi, but hey, it's good to have a change. I watch a lot of doctor shows and reality shows (they have begun to plague the television) so I kinda like Dollhouse.
Okay, my brain is seriously going into sleep mode right now, so I'm going to bed. I'm going to try to keep blogging every day for an unofficial BEDA until the middle of May, but I can't make any promises.. I have gymnastics/horse back riding competitions in May, so it's going to be busy.
Well, I watched it tonite, and I'm guessing that because I didn't start from the start of the show/season, it makes sense that I'm so confused. The little background description my friend gave me helped out: the Dollhouse is an underground operation where people have their personalities/skills erased and live in the Dollhouse until they are needed for a job. Then when they are needed, they put a new personality and new skills into the person and they do the job.
Knowing this knowledge, I kinda-sorta understood the show. But then this dude named Alpha came in with this other dude who is part of the FBI investigating the Dollhouse and then Alpha stole one of the Dolls, Echo, and I didn't understand. Hopefully, I'll understand next week, when I watch more shows. But right now, my brain is so tired it refuses to actually think this through. But I do think it's an interesting show... quite sci-fi, but hey, it's good to have a change. I watch a lot of doctor shows and reality shows (they have begun to plague the television) so I kinda like Dollhouse.
Okay, my brain is seriously going into sleep mode right now, so I'm going to bed. I'm going to try to keep blogging every day for an unofficial BEDA until the middle of May, but I can't make any promises.. I have gymnastics/horse back riding competitions in May, so it's going to be busy.
AGAIN, I FAIL
Yeah, I fail BEDA again. I know! You're so disappointed in me. I'm pretty disappointed in myself, as well.
Anyways, enough "YOU FAIL!" for me. Now I'm going to tell you why I failed BEDA yesterday. I failed because I went to the semi-formal dance at my school. It was pretty fun! Three other friends of mine and I got together before the dance and got ready. There was pizza, lemonade, John Green on YouTube, hair and makeup, and sheep on island before the dance.
The actually dance was pretty fun. It was HOT though. And tiring. I came home, tried to watch the last 15 minutes of Harper's Island, and practically passed out. My feet are blistered (from my heels) in several different places, so I'm not exactly excited for my four hour gymnastics practice tomorrow. I saw lots of cool people at semi, but overall, there weren't a lot of people, considering how many people are in grade 9-12 at my school alone. It was pretty funny because we got there sooper-dooper early, because we got the time wrong (I think) and so we were the FIRST ONES on the dance floor. It was pretty strange.. we were randomly dancing for like 15 minutes before large groups of people began to migrate in.
Anyways, I'm going to stop babbling pointlessly about semi-formal, and do another blog for today. OH! AND IT'S THE LAST DAY OF OFFICIAL BEDA! That's EXCITING! I win, but not technically because I failed twice. (If that makes sense...) YAY BEDA BUDDIES, TOO! :D:D:D
Anyways, enough "YOU FAIL!" for me. Now I'm going to tell you why I failed BEDA yesterday. I failed because I went to the semi-formal dance at my school. It was pretty fun! Three other friends of mine and I got together before the dance and got ready. There was pizza, lemonade, John Green on YouTube, hair and makeup, and sheep on island before the dance.
The actually dance was pretty fun. It was HOT though. And tiring. I came home, tried to watch the last 15 minutes of Harper's Island, and practically passed out. My feet are blistered (from my heels) in several different places, so I'm not exactly excited for my four hour gymnastics practice tomorrow. I saw lots of cool people at semi, but overall, there weren't a lot of people, considering how many people are in grade 9-12 at my school alone. It was pretty funny because we got there sooper-dooper early, because we got the time wrong (I think) and so we were the FIRST ONES on the dance floor. It was pretty strange.. we were randomly dancing for like 15 minutes before large groups of people began to migrate in.
Anyways, I'm going to stop babbling pointlessly about semi-formal, and do another blog for today. OH! AND IT'S THE LAST DAY OF OFFICIAL BEDA! That's EXCITING! I win, but not technically because I failed twice. (If that makes sense...) YAY BEDA BUDDIES, TOO! :D:D:D
Wednesday, April 29, 2009
MY FATHER'S TOY
My father is strange. I'll just tell you that straight up. He is very strange. Sometimes, it's an awesome type of strange, and sometimes it's just a 0.o STRANGE strange, if you catch my drift. I do love him so, but sometimes it gets quite obvious where I get my... uniqueness from. :P
Anyways, I'll tell you a little about him. He's very nice, but very opinionated. He once lectured my friend on why she shouldn't like the current political party that's in power in Canada (the Conservatives) when we were driving to the war museum. He's also very funny, and does a hilarious Celine Dion impression LOLZ. He loves my fat, hairy Golden Retrievers Fred and Wendy, and insists that they are not fat and they need more table scraps.
So, STORY TIME! Last year, my father turned 50. He had the whole mid-life crisis thing. He decided that, for his 50th birthday, he would definitely do two things: 1) Get a tattoo, and 2) buy himself a convertable. He did both. He now has the logo of his favourite hockey team on his thigh, and he is not hesitant to drop his pants and display the tattoo in his underwear. The convertible, that we have dubbed his "toy", is a black Mazda Miata named Matsumi, or Mia. She's imported from Japan, and the steering wheel is on the wrong side of the car. He LOVES his toy.
I always feel weird riding in it, though. Whenever I pull up to school and I'm in the convertible, I feel a little... show-offy. I guess I'm not really one for a grande entrance, but when we pull up to the barn I ride at, it's even weirder because I feel like I'm snobby or something. Of course, nobody really thinks that. They all think it's pretty cool my dad has a convertible. I just can't help thinking that they think I'm rich or something because of it. ANYWAYS, that's my story for today. :P
Anyways, I'll tell you a little about him. He's very nice, but very opinionated. He once lectured my friend on why she shouldn't like the current political party that's in power in Canada (the Conservatives) when we were driving to the war museum. He's also very funny, and does a hilarious Celine Dion impression LOLZ. He loves my fat, hairy Golden Retrievers Fred and Wendy, and insists that they are not fat and they need more table scraps.
So, STORY TIME! Last year, my father turned 50. He had the whole mid-life crisis thing. He decided that, for his 50th birthday, he would definitely do two things: 1) Get a tattoo, and 2) buy himself a convertable. He did both. He now has the logo of his favourite hockey team on his thigh, and he is not hesitant to drop his pants and display the tattoo in his underwear. The convertible, that we have dubbed his "toy", is a black Mazda Miata named Matsumi, or Mia. She's imported from Japan, and the steering wheel is on the wrong side of the car. He LOVES his toy.
I always feel weird riding in it, though. Whenever I pull up to school and I'm in the convertible, I feel a little... show-offy. I guess I'm not really one for a grande entrance, but when we pull up to the barn I ride at, it's even weirder because I feel like I'm snobby or something. Of course, nobody really thinks that. They all think it's pretty cool my dad has a convertible. I just can't help thinking that they think I'm rich or something because of it. ANYWAYS, that's my story for today. :P
ERM, I KINDA FAIL
Yeah, I kinda fail.
I forgot to post yesterday. I don't know what came over me. I had tons of time, and I was just kind of occupying myself with nothing yesterday. But I FORGOT. How terrible of me!
Oh well. I'll just pick up where I left off, and this will be the post for yesterday, then I'll make another today for today and put it above. I also apologize to my buddies, as I have not been a very good buddy and haven't had time to comment on other people's blogs.
So, yesterday was Pirate Day at school for Spirit Week, and I was thoroughly disappointed with the school's turn out. There was like, 10 people out of the whole school (population: 1,700+ students) actually dressed up for Pirate Day. I mean, come on! It's SPIRIT WEEK. I want to see your hardcore SPIRIT. (Of course, if your a nerd like me you LIVE for days to dress up strangely and not be shunned for it... so I have a little more enthusiasm for Spirit Weeks than most people my age. :P) So yeah, my school kind of fails. And I do too. Aren't we just a bunch of failers?
I forgot to post yesterday. I don't know what came over me. I had tons of time, and I was just kind of occupying myself with nothing yesterday. But I FORGOT. How terrible of me!
Oh well. I'll just pick up where I left off, and this will be the post for yesterday, then I'll make another today for today and put it above. I also apologize to my buddies, as I have not been a very good buddy and haven't had time to comment on other people's blogs.
So, yesterday was Pirate Day at school for Spirit Week, and I was thoroughly disappointed with the school's turn out. There was like, 10 people out of the whole school (population: 1,700+ students) actually dressed up for Pirate Day. I mean, come on! It's SPIRIT WEEK. I want to see your hardcore SPIRIT. (Of course, if your a nerd like me you LIVE for days to dress up strangely and not be shunned for it... so I have a little more enthusiasm for Spirit Weeks than most people my age. :P) So yeah, my school kind of fails. And I do too. Aren't we just a bunch of failers?
Monday, April 27, 2009
CHEATER BLOG
I'm cheating. I don't have time to write a good blog, so I'll edit this blog tomorrow. :P
Sunday, April 26, 2009
SPIRIT WEEKS ARE EPIC
YES, the title says it all. Spirit weeks are epic.
In case you don't know what a spirit week is (if you don't, it is quite possible you are a hermit), a spirit week is a week recognized by a school where there are five themed days with activites relating to the theme during lunch. It's pretty awesome. At our school, all the themes are chosen by the student council. Next week's themes are:
MONDAY - PAJAMA DAY
Oh, the joy of wearing your favourtest, comfiest PJs to school. :D
TUESDAY - PIRATE DAY
Arrrr, avast yee landlubbers!
WEDNESDAY - CRAZY HAT/HAIR DAY
I have no clue what I'm going to do for this one. But it's going to be FUN.
THURSDAY - 80'S DAY
Legwarmers, neon colours and shoulder pads required.
FRIDAY - COLOURS DAY
Aha, each grade is assigned a colour to wear. Colours are still yet to be decided.
This spirit week has some pretty good themes... I think it's one of the best. One or two years ago, we had a "Gender Bender" themed day where you got to dress up as the opposite gender, but the administration made the student council change it. It was very sad. Oh, also, on Thursday (80's day), our Semi-Formal dance is being held at 7 pm. AND I'M GOING! Yay. I wasn't sure if I was able to go because I have gymnastics that Thursday. I haven't missed any practices yet, though, so my coach allowed me this one night.
Anyways, I'm tired and signing off for tonite. :)
In case you don't know what a spirit week is (if you don't, it is quite possible you are a hermit), a spirit week is a week recognized by a school where there are five themed days with activites relating to the theme during lunch. It's pretty awesome. At our school, all the themes are chosen by the student council. Next week's themes are:
MONDAY - PAJAMA DAY
Oh, the joy of wearing your favourtest, comfiest PJs to school. :D
TUESDAY - PIRATE DAY
Arrrr, avast yee landlubbers!
WEDNESDAY - CRAZY HAT/HAIR DAY
I have no clue what I'm going to do for this one. But it's going to be FUN.
THURSDAY - 80'S DAY
Legwarmers, neon colours and shoulder pads required.
FRIDAY - COLOURS DAY
Aha, each grade is assigned a colour to wear. Colours are still yet to be decided.
This spirit week has some pretty good themes... I think it's one of the best. One or two years ago, we had a "Gender Bender" themed day where you got to dress up as the opposite gender, but the administration made the student council change it. It was very sad. Oh, also, on Thursday (80's day), our Semi-Formal dance is being held at 7 pm. AND I'M GOING! Yay. I wasn't sure if I was able to go because I have gymnastics that Thursday. I haven't missed any practices yet, though, so my coach allowed me this one night.
Anyways, I'm tired and signing off for tonite. :)
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