I'M FFFRRRREEEE!!!!!!

Exams are over and I am feeling free, fabulous...and....what's another f.... funny?

It was such a nice feeling today to think that I could watch my talk shows without having to feel guilty because there was studying that needed to be done. All of grade ten is behind me, and I can now look onward to an excellent summer. Another bonus - got an e-mail from my Math teacher just now, and he has said my grade is now up to 58% in Math. Awesome, he just has to combine that with my mark from my old school, and I'm set. I know it's not great, but all I care about these days is passing.

On another-ish note. Science. I am smart in Science. In my old school, I was doing Science honors and held 84%. So in this online Science I had been put into regular Science since they didn't have honors. I rolled through, understanding stuff pretty well. I e-mailed my teacher last week to get the exam from her. Her reply? Oh sorry, my website says all assignments and tests were due by the 16th too late. I felt a little off about this since I had checked that site constantly to make sure I was okay. Sure enough I check, and all it says is that "all assignments are due by June 16th" now please, if you think I am an idiot and that I should understand this includes the final, tell me, because I'm not exactly a mind reader. I e-mailed back, as politely as possible explaining her error. Next day I recieved an e-mail back with the final and was asked to complete it ASAP. Quite stoked she realized I was right, I opened up the final to do that sucker. To my absolute frustration I see that a third of the final is missing, and I can't fill it in. Great. So I e-mailed her again explaining what I just said (read two sentences ago). I asked her to send me a complete one, and to also let me know what my grade would be if I did not do the final because if it was good enough I would just forget about the hassle. Thanks to somebody's laziness I didn't get an e-mail back from her until yesterday. And just so there is no contradiction, I would paste the e-mail here, but I deleted it in rage. So I'll give you a basic run down. Pretty much she said that I had a final grade of 51% and that she wishes there was more she could do but the marks were already turned into the school. WE-HAT!? (Thats "what!?" but the "we" was added for emphasis). What happened to getting back to me? What happend to your brain? What is going to happen to your body when I find you? Hooooly. I was so friggin pissed off like how do I go from 84% in Science honors, to 51% in normal Science? I mean, I am now doing better in Math than Science!!!!!! Well friends, I could rave for hours, but I'll leave it at this. Here lies the last complaint of grade ten assignments and tests. Thank God.

Today I wrote my Science provincial which I was determined to whoop booty on just to shove it in my teacher's face. So I spend right on through. Haha but when I was first writing I saw only 60 multiple choice on the front and I was like yes! I was finished the front in like half an hour, then realized to my complete let down-ness there was a back which had questions 61-116. Dang. It was still fairly easy though, I enjoyed the ride. Afterwards Steve and I went to Gyro and I recieved my killer tan ontop of my killer burned tan. I'm pretty much Black, it's sweet. My tan lines are so hard core, I look like I have permanent see through underwear on. Who wouldn't want that?

Many thanks to Uncle Stuart who did a surprise drop by yesterday to remind me to update. So guys, I'll leave you with this, and you can looks forward to numerous summer adventure stories.

D.I.P (Die In Pain) Grade ten. You won't be missed.

Exam season

"If you're out there, and you're having sex, you could get an STD" - Words of wisdom from Tyra Banks, super model and talk show host.

That really had nothing to do with this post.

As we all know, it is exam season. Oh, the joy. Look, even Levi's lookin stressed. Here's my schedule for the next week or so:
Tomorrow - SS final
Wednesday - Math final
Thursday - Science final
Friday - English provincial
Next Monday - Math provincial
Next Wednesday - Science provincial
Then the month from hell, for the most part, will be over. I also have to speak in a class at this elementary school the same day of my Science provincial, and will be babysitting random nights throughout this time. Oh boy, can't wait. So enough stress right? Apparently not. Saturday I found out that I had failed my math course for the year. Advice to young'ons? Don't go into Principles of Math 10 unless you're brilliant. This isn't why I'm mad however. I had asked to have my marks for Math by June 1st because I had everything handed in and needed to know my final percent so I could move it up if needed. So I left that with my teacher, and with everything going on around the time it kind of slipped my mind because well, there were fairly major things I had to deal with. This is only the first bit of frustration about the failing. Second, my teacher had not taken into account that I did half my course at the high school in Canada. So he fixes that, and then I had 39%, not much better right? I knew I sucked, but didn't realize I was this horrible. Now comes the third and most frustrating thing "You're missing 3 tests" "But I did all the tests you sent me...?" "Well, you're missing 3 and they count for 25% of your grade" "Umm I never got them then" "Oh haha, forgot to send them to you" HAHA MY ASS! Excuse the French. Idiot. I was sooo mad. Then I was told I will get marks taken off because they're late!!!!!!! THE UTTER AND COMPLETE OUTRAGE!!!!! So I spent 6 and a half hours last night, and an hour this morning working on these tests. Why did it take me so long? Because I wanted to make sure I did my absolute best on all 3 tests, by cheating of course! I didn't care at this point. So Daniel helped me out (friggin brilliant child), and I was talking to Richard on the phone later that night, and with his amazing mind he helped me out. Those lovely boys along with my textbook and notes got me truckin. So I go to tell my teacher this morning that I have all 3 handed in and completed. "Yeah I'll get to them today or tomorrow, you know, when I have time...and you can find your mark on the website." They're lucky it's online. If I could get my hands on these people....

Merry Exam Season Everybody! Merry exams to all and to all a stressful month!

Straight-up Confusion

Every sinlge day since I've gotten back I've had one feeling that will not leave me, that I just can't shake: Overwhelmed. It's there in everything I do, everywhere I go, conversations, stores, my room, studying. And every time I think there's something that may make me happy again, confusion and overwhelmed-ness just crash down on it to make it another sad day. Why can't just one thing go right, why can't I have just one day where I wake up happy, the entire day makes me happy, and I go to bed smiling? Does life just not work that way? Can we not have full, happy days? I need somebody who has a shoulder available for tears, and lips ready to set free any advice they have. Anything would do right now. Since coming back I'm not so sure where I belong anymore, I don't know who's my friend and who's my enemy, who genuinely cares, and who actually means "I'll always be there for you" when they say it. Is the idea that once in a while there should be happy peaceful breaks nothing but something we all fantasize about? Or maybe it's that there really are those moments but they pass by us so quickly because the trials suddenly overshadow everything in our life. So much so that we miss those little good things that will only make a spark if we happen to notice. I'm so confused. Coming back to Canada I thought things would be just plain lovely again. Where's that smile? I just want to be the way I was. Help?

The Mushroom Center

So on Monday I decided to go to the high school and go to the learning center for B block and read my textbook, then in A block be tutored by a gr12 student. In B block though I quickly became bored with reading about the pythagorean theorem and other weird things I don't know how to spell. I decided I would tune into the conversation the other kids were having...

B-unit: man have you ever played wow?

Twitchy drug boy: hahahaha oh man...wow!

Skater half normal boy: What the hell is wow?

B-unit: How can you not know wow?

Twichy drug boy: I had macaroni this morning

Skater half normal boy: how can you not just tell me what it is

B-unit: it's the war of worlds video game, its got the sweetest graphics and i play it like allllll the time now

Twitchy drug boy: my dad said he was going to bring me back Halo 3 cause he's in Japan right now....well I think he is, cause Mom kicked me out again so I'm sleeping on Trevor's porch in my sleeping bag. But he makes good macaroni.

Skater half normal boy: Nobody cares. Why didn't you just say War of Worlds in the first place you idiot?

B-unit: Shut up

Skater half-normal boy: have you ever heard of big?

B-unit: big?

Twitchy drug boy: My sleeping bag's big

Skater half normail boy: yeah...BRENDAN IS GAY! hah!

B-unit: whatever man.

I got kind of bored of that conversation so I started listening to the two kids who were sitting at my table. I then learned more about drugs than I ever have or probably will in my life.

Hippy girl: Man, this summer man, it's gunna be the summer of drugs.

Quitter boy: Yeah man? I quit that shat it messed with me man.

Hippy girl: I like...you know? I don't evencare anymore, I'm just gunna be on a permanent high all next year hey.

Quitter boy: Yeah I was thinking of droppin some acid this summer.

Hippy girl: Yeah dude, don't quit. Drugs are the sh*t. The sh*t man. I'm thinking this summer? Mushrooms, mushroom soup, mushroom tea, heroine, but E is better I think it makes me feel nicer, straight up smokin. I wanna cut down to like 2 or 3 smokes a day you know though man? Cause it's just trippin with too many other sub-stan-ces! Hah, you know?

Quitter boy: Yeah you know I don't do that anymore. But I really like mushroom tea. Better than good old alcohol, but I never mind a buzz. I just don't like to mix molson with mushroom tea it gets too crazy for me.

Hippy girl: Oh man, I think my brain is just uh...fried. Yeah.

Quitter boy: yeah.

That conversation continued the entire block, pretty interesting. When I was asked about drugs I said I like sugar and coffee. But Jesus has the coolest high. Then I started trying to figure out the world of numbers again deciding to make use of my brain seeing as how it wasn't fried.

Canada Shock

Culture shock is a weird thing. I mean I've figured out by now I definately experienced it in Africa. Not so sure I handled it correctly, but I can identify it. So I thought coming home would just sort of be like a big swing back into life as we knew it. Not so lucky. Clean water? Man, that is one crazy concept. Stereos, Much Music, Dr.Phil, Oprah, gigantic houses that apparently are normal sizes, stuff people don't even use for like five years but they for some reason still need it. It's so hard for me to try and grasp this culture we're living in. Stuff makes us feel good, complete, whatever. But we always need more of it. Why? There is that one thing that completes us - God. And it seems so obvious but I'm just not so sure anymore. Nothing changes here. Nothing. I forget who I was talking to who said it, but they said "it's like a soap opera, you can watch it one year, turn it on ten years later, and really only a few couples have been dismantled or arranged, and a few characters have been added or taken." Soo true. Then there's those ghosts of the past who insist on being friends with you whether for the popularity of the title you hold, the idea of you, or because you're another check on the list. Man, this life stlye is just so messed up and I'm really having a hard time figuring out where I belong in this. You know? Cause I don't really...

I have to go to school now for blocks A and B. A block I hang out with this gr12 student who will tutor me and do Math review. Then in B block I go to the learning center (which apparently nobody in our school knows exists haha) where Kelly's old Art teacher who is trained in Science will help me out with Math (what the?). Yeah. I also chose my courses for next year. Wanna hear them? Okay. Applied Math 11(I've had enough of smart classes), SS 11, Bio 11, Bio 12, English honors 11, English 12, Film Studies (this class rocks, studying movies, heck yeah!!), Fitness and Weights, Ladies auto, there was something else....uumm......hhmmm...........ooo yes Phsycology!

Sean (mon frer {brother} for those of you who dont know) is now a blog spot user (big cheer). So sean, I expect a comment.