The deffication hits the fan

The family, Mikhael and I went to the Gastown Old Spaghetti Factory for dinner on Saturday, I got birthday spumoni, and then we went to the Emily Carr Institute for an evening of Vancouver and international animated shorts, all free.

Sunday I was incredibly bitchy and sat on the computer all day.

Monday we were given a colouring assignment in History and we ran hills in cross country, which made me think that my left side had died for the rest of the day. There was an assembly, and I was referred to as 'the girl in the green hat,' although, clearly, it was a toque.

Yesterday I talked about scuba diving in English and finished that damn painting for art. Mikhael picked me up to swing me around and managed to bruise my rib, or something. I spent the night trying to sleep on my back, all drugged up.

Today I dressed up as a piece of toast and went forth to spread my toastyness. Here's me with Katherine the toddler and André, one of the guys from the Matrix, which I haven't seen. Any of them.



There was a parade, and more drawing in History. Part of the Matrix was acted out in History by half of the physics class visiting, and in Bio Ms Edgington dismissed Sabot's class just for fun. Math was a work block, so I sketched some shit, then read. We watched a fifteen minute movie with NS in it being the bad guy, but I didn't particularly enjoy it. I had work, and I quit. I'll miss the people, but whatever.

24 Hours, drug myself into oblivion, then bed. I'm exhausted.

Boo Hiss Hickle Hick

So today was pretty good.

There spirit assembly was today, and it didn't suck as much as it usually does. I loved the Senior Skit (The Wizard of Moody, where they made fun of half the teachers in the school) and the breakdance team did Mr DeVita's Parabola Dance.

I ran into M. Bellemare and he proceeded to speak to me in French. I was determined not to just to piss him off :) I did understand everything he said. That man does not give me enough credit.

Krisha managed to convince Mr Martin that his yardstick belonged to her. Then we accused him of not drawing straight lines.

"Mr Martin, what kind of line is that!"
"It's a, a, theoretical line"
"Mr Martin, if Mr Ramsay saw this he'd have a fit!"

The TOC we had in block five was very chatty. I quite liked her, but by the time we got around to doing anything we only had half an hour to work on our world lit one papers.

Mikhael gave me presents today. Thanks for the wallet and opal :)

I called the parents to come pick me up from the station, only to hear that they had gone to the Frogstone for dinner. Dad picked me up and we got to the restaurant just in time for dessert.

Postcard from the Netherlands today :)

Cold Buns

Today I was supposed to do a bio lab, but I didn't.
Today I was supposed to start my world lit one paper, but I didn't.
Today I forgot that I had a math test, but I had it anyway.

Are You Smarter Than A Fifth Grader has new fifth graders. I miss Jacob already. Are You Smarter Than A Canadian Fifth Grader didn't have any history questions. I was sad.

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Yesterday was Mole Day. Robert hung out with us in art for no apparent reason; we were in the other room. In bio we watched a movie and I nearly fell asleep. As soon as Martin stopped speaking I was practically dragged to the floor, where I served as Megan's pillow for most of the remainder of block three. History was the brunt of the debate, despite our team being down two second wavers, Ryan and Beckie. English we watched people perform things. Robert threw a teddy bear and nearly took out NS's head.

I had a fabulous beet salad at dinner.

The tone deaf girl wasn't standing behind me today. I left choir early to catch the cross country bus. Our race was in Aldergrove and it was all icky and raining all morning. Five steps into my race I stepped in a hole and rolled my ankle. Finished the race nearly last. Oh well, shit happens. Denis was top three in his race for the first time, but Mikhael was all asthmatic and didn't do too well. My poor baby.

My eyes are aqua today.

I have decided...

I am going to force myself to start blogging every day again, if only for five minutes. I really need to get that tattooed on my arm or something.

Hypothetically, if you were a bear...

I'm in a terrible mood.

It all started with mom being all bitchy this morning. I leeched into me somehow. Next, at choir, some girl who was an alto is now a soprano, and normally I wouldn't care, but she's loud, she stood right behind me, and she's FUCKING TONE DEAF. I had to sing louder than usual (and I'm pretty damn loud already) just to keep myself and Jen from screwing up because of her, and that meant that we totally overpowered the altos despite half of the sopranos being sick for some reason (though I alone could overpower the altos). Next in art, not only was I forced to critique early in the morning and on an empty stomach, I kept hurting myself on one of the tables; first I smacked my face into it, then my right hand, then my elbow. Grrrr. Then in bio Ms Edgington told Mikhael 'no more touchy touchy' with me in class, which is stupid, because it's not like we ever do that. I sit next to a window. It was incredibly cold today. Mikhael gave me his hoodie and had his arm around my shoulders. We sit in a back corner so it's not like we're distracting anyone. Bitch. Nothing badish really happened for a few more hours, though Mikhael would like to point out that Eric is in my history class and he sucks, or something like that. I had nothing to do with him today. Let's see, I also forgot to bring cupcakes to school, so I didn't have any cupcakes for myself, Mikhael, Beckie or Kenard, because it was his birthday on the fourteenth and I didn't get him anything. Cross country practice kind of sucked on account of me eating crappy foods and sitting on my computer working on my extended essay all weekend. Three thousand five hundred twenty-one words, by the way. Just after practice I got a text from Alexis about meeting so I could give her the petitions that she asked me to get people at my school to fill last week about letting the students of Terry Fox use their own theatre for drama practice and school performances, but I don't have any because my partner-in-crime for the whole petition thing was very sick last week and because of that, my extended essay and my three days of bio testing I completely forgot, and now I feel completely horrible because I said that I would help and I didn't. Lastly, and pretty much mostly, I got home and looked at my phone for the first time in hours, only to see a message from my work saying that I was supposed to work today. Fuck. Well, if I had gotten changed and turned around, by the time I got to work my shift would be half over (why they would schedule me in for a three-hour shift is beyond me).

The only light in my day, was my extended essay. Not only was I one of the few people to make the deadline (and in doing so I found favour with Saucier, which is very very very good), but my first draft is way closer to the actual word limit than almost everyone else who handed theirs in today (by about a thousand words, on average).

I have exams from May 5th to 15th. That leaves time for rugby provincials. After that the only school I have is choir at 7:30am twice a week. Blah.

Pics from Senior Sail

First four photos courtesy of Beckie.

Beckie and I

Beckie, Me, Mikhael Denis

We found Yuan

Louise, Beckie, Brian, Mikhael, Denis


Louise, Beckie, Me, Katherine


Mikhael and I


Omar and I, with Alex in the background


Omar, Me, Beckie


Mikhael and I


Mikhael and I, and Sam's back


Denis in his 'Soviet Coat' with Jas hanging on for no apparent reason


Part of Beckie's head, Katherine, Me


Second attempt


We finally got someone to take it for us


Tena and I


Tena and Beckie


Tena, Beckie, Megan, SUS


Megan and I


Beckie, Megan, Me, Carolee


Kevin, Mikhael, Yuan


Brian and Mikhael trying to look cool


I caught Megan off-guard


'Russian Power' Mikhael and Denis


Me, Ilona


Ilona, Beckie


Jas was trying to take pictures of Mikhael and I doing that Titanic thing, but he couldn't get a good angle




Mikhael and Alex


I call this one, 'Me, Beckie and Kevin's Tie'


Same picture, only with Kevin's face


Mikhael and I


Beckie and Mikhael




Louise, Me


SUS, Me


Me, Andre


Beckie, Andre


Mikhael and I




Rocky, Mikhael, Horia, Alim, James, Kevin


Rocky and Mikhael


James, Horia, Me, Mikhael, Rocky, Kevin, Alim


Me, Alex


Yuki and Mikhael


Denis and Mikhael dancing


Mikhael and I during one of the two slow dances


Beckie and Denis