blog T3-89

WOW, about 5+2=7, there's only 7 more school days. in which case means counting today 7+2=9, 9 more school days/ normal days until EXAMS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Guess what?!?!?!

I decided that maybe I might go to cadet summer camp, MAYBE. I don't know because I kinda want to go but I don't really want to sleep on unknown bed type thingys, you never know what they do to it. There's even more homework due now then before, it's kinda of sad because we have to study for finals and do homework and play piano and study for finals and make sure i can play by piano thingy correctly and make sure i don't fail my piano and also study for any other tests besides final or not even related to school such as chinese FINAL EXAM and chinese homework, although you could say chinese is school, but i meant it as in VSB, public school type of thingy. and yea that was a long sentence, i just had a lot to say and i don't like periods......... except dot dot dots are different and i don't like captials unless there like THIS then there okay but for "i" I sometimes forget to but a capital. hehehehehehe. and i also forget captials in beggings of sentences or i'm too lazy to type them.

hahaha I feel like a random thought of the day

RANDOM THOUGHT OF THE DAY (think of those jeopardy game host when they say the title of the game and then say RANDOM THOUGHT OF THE DAY that ways): i wish our agendas were the go program ones
they would be so much better/cooler/awsomer/more IN YOUR FACE/ more MY-ish/UNIQUE
it's like WAY more unique then the average ones and then we would be like the frenchies* and have our own agenda rulers

*frenchies= french imersions

blog T3-88

I pretty sure no one will even comment but considering this is a diary...... ish thingy to me then I think I'll write it in my blog. Let's see I have 2 "I am" poems but I don't know which one to choose because I'm weird... hehehe
let's see my first poem
I am a fat boy who can't fit on the swings
I wonder if the swings will break under my weight
I hear the scream of thousands falling off their swings
I see a paper crane flying across the sky
I want to join the crane on it's journey
I am a fat boy who can't fit on the swings

I pretend to be that paper crane as it flies
I feel that the ground is dragging me down so I will never leave
I touch the paper wings on my back
I worry that they won't be able to hold my weight
I cry when the paper crane's wings rip
I am a fat boy who can't fit on the swings

I understand that some things were meant to be on the ground
I say we fight the laws of nature
I dream that one day I can bend those rules
I try to sit once more on the swings
I hope that another crane files by
I am a fat boy who can't fit on the swings

My other "I am" poem is this:

I am a child left all alone because of my cold heart
I wonder if maybe I'm the only one in this world
I hear the laughter of my imaginary friends
I see them all holding hands and walking away with their families
I want to walk home too
I am a child left all alone because of my cold heart

I pretend to laugh as tears roll out
I feel like ice, ready to melt away
I touch the hands of my imaginary friends but always grab at nothing
I worry that when I die, I won't be able to tell the difference to when I was alive
I cry because no one will care when I am missing
I am a child left all along because of my cold heart

I understand that I will always be alone
I say let's all be friends
I dream that one day someone will come pick me up
I try to become independent
I hope that one day I will become someone's worries
I am a child left all alone because of my cold heart

SEE I told you my poems were depressing. I think I'll choose my 1st one.

blog T3-87

AHHHHH melon is sour!!! BLAH
guess what? I figure out how to make little picture with words:
/\ _ /\
l o_o l
l^ ^ l
\/ - \/
it's a bunny but my friend calls it a square cat
it's suppose to be a bunny here's another one

/\_ /\
(O_O)
\/_ \/
another version. HAHAHAHAHAHAHA

blog T3-86

AHHHHHHHHHHHH S.S. HOMEWORK is so [o]-[o] it's requires alot of research ALOT!!!

I need to sleep now bye.

blog T3-85

1st Boasting poem:
I am the richest person on Earth
I could buy out an entire army of millions with my money
Instead I spend my money on researching giant robots that do the same job

2nd Poem:
All things run out faster than me
I run on unlimited energy
How do I do it

It's pretty good right? I don't even know why but all my poems I write are really depressing. For my "I AM" Poems my #1 poem was about a fat boy who couldn't fit on the swings. And my 2nd poem is about a child with a cold heart. See DEPRESSING so T_T

The 1st Boasting Poem is more depressing than the 2nd one but still all my poems are so T_T another time I wrote my poem about this dead snake I stepped on at camp in gr.7 EMO!!!!!

blog T3-84

SPEECH, I definitely failed it!!!!!!!!!!!!!! T_T I knew it. I just winged the whole thing. And what my teacher said was true my content was really messy. T_T i'm not even making this up. it's been knawing at me the whole day, UGH what my english teacher said is so T_T and ful. MY Mark is going to be so T_T_T_T_T_T_TT_T_T_T_T_T_T_T_T_T_T_T_T_T_T

Anyways I need to finish some homework so bye.

blog T3-83

GAHS GAHS GAHS GAHS GAHS UGHS....... SPEECH TOMORROW= me FREAKING OUT.
AGHS AGHS AGHS AGHS AGHS AGHS AGHS AMD MORE AGHS..... BUSKER FEST= me FREAKING OUT AGAIN!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

This is really making me freak out.

I need to practicemy speech so, BYE.