- Mood:
Tired - Listening to: The Show must go on - QUEEN
- Reading: Jurassic Park
- Drinking: thirst
Well, school is off to a weird start. My PD in the Arts class isn't as daunting, especially since I started an animation course at QAS! Oh, the fun-ness! I am gladly within it.
However, because a lot of the stuff I'm doing for it is on the computer, I don't do much in actual class. I just watch the art students paint. And draw. I have gotten kind of obsessed with pencil shading lately, I'll have to submit that eventually...
VENT TIME!! (ABC part)
I can just see that being sung by creepy children-show peoples...anyways, MY VENT TOPIC TO DAY ISSS MY ENGLISH TEACHER.
I haven't vented about her, because in the beginning she sounded like fun, like a blast.
Now it's just a lump of confusion. In the beginning it even started with an accent that couldn`t be placed, finally solved by my dad: A Holland-based British accent.
I DON'T KNOW WHAT SHE WANTS. She says "OH, you don't have to do that" then the next day it's all "Did you do that? YOU SHOULD HAVE 8D" while I'm sitting there all "0.o"
She's incredibly hard to please, and insists that nothing is photocopied (except randomly after you've super-scribbled notes in your notebook like me) and to tell people to go online for stuff, which she never posts anyways so you're left hanging on deadlines.
She gives us three days tops to do essays. Serious Personal responses and Analytical responses to poetry and now a film. Plus questions. Plus a quiz on pre-readings for Hamlet. CALM DOWN, WOMAN. WE`RE HUMAN BEINGS WITH OTHER COURSES THAN YOURS.
-so what if I've already finished my math? Geezzzz-
*sigh*...so, I have a ton of work from her class each day...I can deal with it, I suppose...but my latest mark is disappointing...I worked hard on it, and she did say I was a good story-writer, but...*sigh* you know how important teachers sound when they explain things then later you realize what BULL POO IT IS???
...mm'kaaaayyyyy
Well, I'll just say it's been a very interesting week all over. I got my role in Musical Theater. We're doing "Willy Wonka and the Chocolate Factory" and I'm Augustus (Do Re Mi part). I'm in a slight bit of shock still, so...we'll see. I'm in charge with character development (directing bit-ish...I'm a helper, anyways...) so it's not like I'm not doing stuff. And I am one of the kids.
Anyways, also, it's been Spirit week this week. If you know me well, you'll know that I love to dress up.
Monday: Jersey day (I didn't know so I didn't dress up)
Tuesday: PJ day (oooh yesss)
Wednesday: Superhero day (AWESOME)
Thursday: Tacky Retro day (I found Beetles sunglasses and psychedelic tights. JACKPOT)
Friday: Black and Gold day and Terry Fox Run.
It was fun - I wore my field hockey gear. The run was fun, a lap of jogging, then walking, jogging, walking, jogging...I can't remember when it was, but both me and my friend had medical emergencies at the same time. She got a nosebleed - I got an asthma attack. We were both okay, and managed to make it in time for the entire school picture.
After school Morgan came over and we watched Hunchback of Notre Dame and Robin Hood (both the Disney versions). A lot of fun. A LOT OF FUN. We were giggling at all the innuendo in Robin Hood OMYGODHTEREISSOMUCH.
EXCITEMENT
Okay, this was the reason for the journal in the first place, then I ranted.
OH MAI I HAVE 123 DEVIATIONS!
That made my day. It really did. (1 2 3 part)
Quotes of the day
"Get your hand off my hump" - Me
"Oh no! It's the executioner Rhino" - me
Morgan:"Oh, I forgot it got dark this early..."
Me: "I thought you were going to say 'I forgot it got dark at night!'"
Me: "Yeah, I'll drink this, and this, and this and this and this--" *mimes drinking*
Morgan: "Stop that, you'll get drunk!"
(It's more of a series of events, but)
My neighbour's just recently became parents of two! Their newborn baby boy was outside, we got to say "hello". His name is Dominic. EEEee~
The insurance guy, and the POLICE came to my house today. You see, I was broken into over the summer, so they kind of needed to come, but it was neat! THE POLICE DID HAVE GUNS AND TAZERS. IT was facinating.
And, no Morgan, I was not staring at the policeman's butt.
At all.
Haha, so, yeah. 123 devs. I am proud.
MORE TO COME!
TheReza;-]
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I loot the body.
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I gargle your life in the palm of my hand!
--We don't stop playing because we grow old; We grow old because we stop playing.--
George Bernard Shaw
~TheReza~ ;-]
LOOKITLOOKITLOOKIT
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The following statement is true. The previous statement is false.
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I gargle your life in the palm of my hand!
--We don't stop playing because we grow old; We grow old because we stop playing.--
George Bernard Shaw
~TheReza~ ;-]
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The following statement is true. The previous statement is false.
or an apartment?
My dad wanted to know.
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We ignore the ones who adore us,
adore the ones that ignore us,
love the ones that hurt us, and
hurt the ones that love us.
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"I'M GONNA HAVE A TOUGH TIME DRAWING MY SON AND GOD HAVING A FLING."
Well, half of a house...
It's a duplex
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I gargle your life in the palm of my hand!
--We don't stop playing because we grow old; We grow old because we stop playing.--
George Bernard Shaw
~TheReza~ ;-]
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We ignore the ones who adore us,
adore the ones that ignore us,
love the ones that hurt us, and
hurt the ones that love us.
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"I'M GONNA HAVE A TOUGH TIME DRAWING MY SON AND GOD HAVING A FLING."
Reza.
You will never guess what I just found.
I found our old DVD from CYPT.
Damnit, that thing is so OLD.
My cartoons are so BAD.
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We ignore the ones who adore us,
adore the ones that ignore us,
love the ones that hurt us, and
hurt the ones that love us.
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"I'M GONNA HAVE A TOUGH TIME DRAWING MY SON AND GOD HAVING A FLING."
I found it the other day too and showed it to my friend. Wow.
Although I still love mine. Muffins rule <3
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I gargle your life in the palm of my hand!
--We don't stop playing because we grow old; We grow old because we stop playing.--
George Bernard Shaw
~TheReza~ ;-]
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