DEAD FOR SURVIVAAAAAL.

Yeahhh. We really are. T______T;;;;;;

And Castaway is a weird, sometimes really sad, and sometimes really creepy movie. ._. Or maybe I just don't like seeing blood and stuff. -shudder- x__X

...WE'RE STILL DEAD FOR SURVIVAAAAAAAL. -____-;;;;;;;;

Second stress night of the year. Whoopie.

...I'd better get back to writing that stupid essay.

I'm STILL sore. >.<

We had to run 2 laps today in Gym, as per usual, but I was still sore from Saturday. -__-;;; Meaning I died.

I only just realized that I hadn't blogged yet today, so I nearly killed my goal of posting at least once everyday. :O

Crap, I only have a few minutes left on the computer. xP Stupid new rules.

Andrea substitued for me at lunch monitoring, cuz I was still feeling weird from doing stuff in Gym that morning, and besides, she wanted to "sit there." :P After, I asked her how it was, and she's like, "Terrible." xD

That Castaway movie thing we have to watch for Survival is kinda creepy. Dx RACH SHALL NEVER BE A DOCTOR/SURGEON PERSON WHEN SHE GROWS UP. NEVER, EVER, EVER.

I'm boreeeeeeeed. -_____-;;;;;;

It's Sunday. Dx

I suddenly don't want to go back to school. ;o; OH WHAT TO DO~

WE'RE ALL IN THIS TOGETHER, ONCE WE KNOW THAT WE ARE, WE'RE ALL STARS, AND WE SEE THAT~~

.____.;;;;

I'm boreeeed.

I just realized from Jason's recent entry that I haven't written any poetry in a while. Hmm, let's see if I can just whip one up right now.

A Story of Procrastination

You hand me an assignment
That's due in seven days,
I don't want to be too stressed,
So I'll do a bit each day.

Six days left already,
And I don't have anything done?
I'll do it all tomorrow;
I think today I'll have some fun.

Tonight I'll do my rough copy,
Only five days more to go,
I still have lots of time left,
So I think I'll take it slow.

I'd better do something today,
My days are down to four,
But maybe I'll do it tomorrow;
Writing essays is such a bore!

Three days left; I still don't have much done,
But it's okay,
I promise I will do something
By the end of today.

Well, I didn't keep my word,
And now I'm getting stressed,
With two days left, I'll cram tonight
And simply do my best.

Oh dear, it's due tomorrow,
And I'm really getting worried,
I have to get this done tonight,
And I had better hurry!

I now give you my essay
And pray I'll get an A,
And from now on,
I will never, ever, ever procrastinate.

Meh. I don't like it. ._.

...I'm still bored. D8

Edit: Jason's response to this poem xD

Jason says (9:45 PM):
LOL

Jason says (9:45 PM):
ARE YOU MOCKING ME, MS ZOU

Rαcн [ survival ] says (9:45 PM):
haha

Rαcн [ survival ] says (9:46 PM):
NO xD

;-;

According to your self-report answers, your emotional intelligence is very poor. People who score like you do feel that they have trouble dealing with their own emotions and those of others. They struggle to overcome difficulties in their lives and they are unable to control their moods. It’s hard for them to understand how best to motivate themselves and reach their goals. In addition, they find social interactions quite difficult, for several reasons. They may have trouble allowing themselves to get close with others, finding it difficult to be vulnerable enough to establish intimacy. They also report having trouble offering support to others, likely due to the fact that they do not understand where others are coming from or they lack ideas about how best to help. Perhaps by working on your problem areas, you can become more confident in dealing with your own emotions and those of others.

http://www.queendom.com/tests/access_page/index.htm?idRegTest=1121

MY ARMS ARE DEAD. AND SO ARE MY LEGS. x__X

Today was the first day of Bronze Cross. AND I DIED. ;-; STUPID @#$#%@*&$%@#&$%@ ENDURANCE SWIM AND HEAD UP FRONT CRAWL. T___T

At least our instructor, Eddie, is... interesting. ._.

Eddie: Oh, just to let you guys know, I might say some... foul language, so don't mind me. :)
Later...
Eddie: So yeah, we're going to be doing spinals and all that shit- er, stuff.
Even later...
Eddie: Okay guys, now we're going to- (notices something) CRAPPP. T__T
Everyone: LMAO, we're going to crap?? xD

~~~~~

Jason says (5:48 PM):
HI RACH

Rαcн [ survival ; ethical cell ] says (5:48 PM):
HI JASON

Jason says (5:48 PM):
HOW ARE YOU

Rαcн [ survival ; ethical cell ] says (5:49 PM):
FINE THANKS

Rαcн [ survival ; ethical cell ] says (5:49 PM):
CAN WE CUT THE CAPS NOW?

Jason says (5:49 PM):
OKAY

Rαcн [ survival ; ethical cell ] says (5:49 PM):
xD

Rαcн [ survival ; ethical cell ] says (5:49 PM):
okay

~~~~~

I'M BORED. I don't want to do homework. ;-;

PA Day.

Blah blah blah... played Sims 2 all day... blah blah blah... went to Chinese school... blah blah blah... didn't do my homework yet... blah blah blah.

Nothing to update on today. :/

Parent-Teacher BBQ tonight.

Met Andrew, aka the No-Life Guy (according to Mich). xD He was there cuz his sister still goes to Crosby.

Me: Hey, you're the person who asked me if I was a guy! :P
Andrew: ...Are you? :O
Me: NO! T__T;;

Me: Is it just me, or do you look different?
Sandy: ...Yeah, you do look different somehow. o.O
Andrew: It's cuz I'm more wonderful. :)
Me and Sandy: -sweatdrop-

Nalini: Is it just you who came?
Andrew: Pretty much.
Nalini: What about other people, like Richard?
Me, Andrew, Sandy: Why would he be here? o.O
Nalini: You know, to visit Rachel?
Me: -promptly kills her- T__T;;;;

I saw Ramez too.

Me: ...You look shorter than you were last year. o.O
Ramez: ...Shut up! I will grow! I will! >8O
Everyone: xDD

At the actual session thingy:

Mr. Lew: Uh, yeah, in Music right now, we're doing-
-random announcement-
Mr. Lew: ........Yeah. Uh, as I was saying, we-
-another random announcement-
Mr. Lew: ._.;;;
Everyone: xDD

We got CLOWN MUSIC again in Band. .___. This time it's called like, ___ of the Clown (fill in the blank; I forgot what goes there xP). When we asked him why he likes clown music so much, Mr. Lew said something like, "Because of last year, you know? It's your fault! >8O" And we're like, "......o__O;;; How's it our fault?! D8<<" And yeah. xD

Tomorrow's a PA Day. That means I get to sleep in. ;3

Post number 16! :D

Photo editing is fun. x3 The picture to the left is one I took at Scanlon of someone's burnt marshmallow (probably mine :P). This was when I was suckish at this stuff, so it's really simple.



I have actually set a goal for myself: to post at least once a day in my blog so it doesn't die. That, and not procrastinating on my homework. (I fail at the latter; I only just started my journal. D;)


Today was the Terry Fox Run/Walk/Thingy. We (meaning the Randomosity clique peoples) walked 2.5 laps. Yeah... not much else to say about that.


Hmm, I should be doing my journal. It's about how the computer made students be obsessed with typing things so they don't write good cursive anymore. BUT TYPING IS FUN. D:


(Btw, Van is freaking scary at Typing Tutor. O__O)

...I really should be doing my journal. Ciao. (Been some time since I said that, eh? :P) (CANADIAN.)

Edit: The picture screws up my post format. o__O Whatever.

Edit #2: Jason, in answer to your last comment- I was talking about Sophia who goes on my bus, not Soff Zhong. And lol, amazing war. xD

......

Sleep-deprived. =.=

Sophia: Rachel hasn't said anything yet. She's like, thinking about something.
Kevin: She's thinking "I miss Richard, I miss Richard" >83
Me: ...... What the fuck. >.>

Seriously. Even now??

....

It's sad. Kevin (the guy who said that) can at least read music better than our Grade 8 trumpets. ._. And even then it doesn't sound as good as last year's people. =.= They need Mr. Lew to play with them so they get the music. Sigh.

I want to sleep. Stupid journaaaaal.... =___=;;;;

I'm sleepyyyy....

It's only 5:15pm and I want to just fall asleep right here. Is that supposed to be a good thing? Dx

Something interesting happened in the computer lab today.

Us Wong people were in there researching for Survival, because the class that was supposed to have their computer period couldn't log in or something. So yeah, Mrs. Jensen gave us a free computer period. All was good, and then suddenly the Goddess Sutherland burst in with her minions class and started throwing what looked like pinecones at Ms. Wong the Force. The Goddess was yelling like, "YOU LET THEM HAVE SURVIVAL KITS!! RAWRRR!!" and the Sutherlandians were following her lead, getting all riled up over something that I didn't know at the time. :P

Later, Goddess Sutherland and the Force explained that Ms. Wong let us Wongies count survival kits and first-aid kits as one item, while Mrs. Sutherland disallowed that for her class. BUT... Ms. Wong told us that our two items of choice could only come from the plane, while that wasn't true for the Sutherlandians.

In the end, things were clarified, and the Goddess and the Force reached an agreement as to what the requirements are.

So yeah, that is the special event that happened today.

...I should be doing my lab report. D;