Usually Fridays are great for me. But my Friday today, well, was not as good. Mainly because I got my report. Which sucked. As well as a few other things that just didn't seem to go the right way. Ah well. Just one of those days, I suppose. Though we have to blame someone: I say society. Also a late post, because that happens.
Mum drove me to school today, as it was Dad's day off and my brother's back is playing up. The silver lining to his medical condition: he gets to stay home from school. Whereas the silver lining to my braces is probably an actual silver lining (they're shiny. Why aren't you laughing?). Anyway. Period 1 was English, in which I confused Hancock by going on about Ebony's aeroplane infatuation. I also confirmed he had seen 'Holy Grail.' In the period itself, we all talked about Animal Farm and its relation to the Russian Revolution. About halfway through, however, this Senior came in to do a speech. I ended up being the timekeeper and bellringer. She was really good, and she gave me a bit of unintentional hope about my English speech: People can, in fact, talk about something for 5 minutes. Why can't I do 4? (That was a rhetorical question. Please don't answer it.) Next was Maths, which was doing something with converse results (i.e.: a is b, but does the opposite, b is a, true?). I didn't see much of a point, though. Next it was Assembly, in which some NSW government member from the Greens came along to talk about the selling of the school. And he was a really good speaker, although being a politician I probably shouldn't be surprised.
Recess was cards, but instead of 13, we played Bull (it actually has a longer name, but I don't swear). It's a good game, but I suck at it. I'm not just bad, I'm terrible. But it's fun. So I don't really care. In this game, it's actually fun losing. Period 3 was Drama, in which we made an ad to sell something. Anything. First was Jayson's group, who were funny. They were selling Lana, or 'Anal Backwards!' Numerous, hilarious jokes were made, and even Kolodziej didn't tell them off. He was too busy struggling not to laugh. We all were. Then it was Allie's group, who tried to sell a heater. And then us. Though we couldn't go after Jayson's group. It was just too much. Next it was Commerce, in which we started a new topic, which is Employment. We didn't do it for long though, because we got our reports back. Oh, crap. I got 5 A's, 3 B's and a C. yes, the C was English. At this point I could go on a long rant about the English exam, but I won't. Even I'm getting tired of it.
Lunch was more Bull, and when the bell went, I noticed I hadn't touched my mandarin. Or my drink. Or my bloody Recess drink. Cards distracted me. Note to self: don't do that. Periods 5 and 6 were prac PE, in which we played some sport called Tchoukball (Wilson said Czechoslovakian, Wikipedia says Swiss. Now I don't know what to believe.), pronounced 'Chook-ball'. In essentials, you throw a ball at a trampoline, and if someone else on your team catches it, it's a point. It's somewhat confusing, but once you get the hang of it it's really good. When we started to play, we ended up getting, on my team, me (of course), Tan, Estelle, Shirisha and Uyen. We lost both games we played. I say it's because Uyen actually did not do anything (she stood to one side and moved out of the way if we threw it to her). That's my opinion, anyway. After school, Dad took us to Westfields to see if we could find a present for our reports (my Dad's awesome like that). But I couldn't find anything, so I'm saving it for later. At home, I went on my laptop. I meant to blog about Friday on Saturday, but, well, see next post for an explanation.
To comments, 3 from arguably-2-but-really-3 people:
*Ebony: Stop comparing the days on order of how good they are. You are not an aeroplane.
*Kevin: I have little idea about what you just said. But it sounds bad. So, that sucks.
*Ebony: No. No you're not.
And that was my Friday. Sorry for the incredibly late post, things kept getting in the way. It happens. I've already caught up with my schedule, I'm not letting it fall back again.
Damn my procrastination,
AB
Friday, July 3, 2009
Thursday, July 2, 2009
The Walkathon
Yes, other things happened of course. But the walkathon was the highlight of my day. Well... highlight is the wrong word. It was the major event that happened during my day. I also got an assignment back; and got an assignment. It just never ends.
Period 1 was Maths, in which we worked out mathematical proofs using congruent triangles through the principles of deductive geometry. And while that may sound like a complete bore, it was actually vaguely fun. Engaging is properly the better word. It was very engaging. It was a bit like Science, in that we apply established principles to work out things. Except Science is all about applying the principles, and Maths is figuring them out. But, I digress. Next was Drama, and Kolodziej for some reason or another, wasn't here. So we went to one of the computer rooms, and we had Nicholls. We were just finding definitions on the net, and copying them down. When I finished, as Geometer's Sketchpad wasn't on my computer, I surfed the net. Or, rather, surfed it in the best way you can, with all the blocked sites that in no way should be blocked. Luckily, news.com.au, Wikipedia and xkcd are not blocked. But blogs are. So, damn. At one point, the Hurlstone website was blocked. Oops.
Recess was the usual. Period 3 was Commerce, which was switching rooms in order to watch some video performances over the projector. Lizzie's group's went first. Their video was the one that they filmed the other week, which would have been pretty good, if the sound quality was. Probably just a fault of the camera. Next was Javery's group, which bypassed the whole sound quality problem by making it seem like it was from the 1920s, with the music instead of the talking, and the subtitles, which worked very effectively. It proved that you don't need voice to make a good movie, and that someone has way too much time on their hands making a Commerce video. Period 4 was Science, in which Robson explained all about dominant and recessive genes. Courtney kept saying all the answers in class. That was funny. Robson also made a sort of self-referential joke: 'As you can guess, I love Punnett squares.' Nobody laughed but me. Does nobody enjoy word play anymore? Then came Lunch.
Lunch was the walkathon, and it quickly became obvious that not many Year 10s were doing it. Of the people in our group, Kevin, Mango, Shafi, Ian and I were all doing it. Around 15 minutes after the bell went, we all set off. Me being an idiot, I took my bag, as I couldn't be bothered putting it down. Stupid, stupid me. I spent the whole time complaining and making up mock military chants. I tried to play GBA, but it is hard to walk, avoid mud, and try to catch a Latias. Or at least find it. After that was English, which was reading; and getting an assignment for the holidays, a 4 minute speech on 'Animal Farm'. It just kept happening. Last was History, in which we got an assignment back, and watched a video. So it was a big bludge. And when I got home, I blogged, finally catching up on my schedule. Thank god.
Comments now, 1 from Ebony.
*Ebony: Wednesdays are indeed OK. And stop being an aeroplane. You are a human being. Not a bloody Qantas jet. What do fists have do with anything? And that's not a long comment! I remember when your comments were long, back in the days... Anyway.
And that was my Thursday. It was a good day, I think, especially with the catching up on my schedule. The walkathon wasn't as good as I would have hoped though. Ah well.
Schedule catching up is good,
AB
Period 1 was Maths, in which we worked out mathematical proofs using congruent triangles through the principles of deductive geometry. And while that may sound like a complete bore, it was actually vaguely fun. Engaging is properly the better word. It was very engaging. It was a bit like Science, in that we apply established principles to work out things. Except Science is all about applying the principles, and Maths is figuring them out. But, I digress. Next was Drama, and Kolodziej for some reason or another, wasn't here. So we went to one of the computer rooms, and we had Nicholls. We were just finding definitions on the net, and copying them down. When I finished, as Geometer's Sketchpad wasn't on my computer, I surfed the net. Or, rather, surfed it in the best way you can, with all the blocked sites that in no way should be blocked. Luckily, news.com.au, Wikipedia and xkcd are not blocked. But blogs are. So, damn. At one point, the Hurlstone website was blocked. Oops.
Recess was the usual. Period 3 was Commerce, which was switching rooms in order to watch some video performances over the projector. Lizzie's group's went first. Their video was the one that they filmed the other week, which would have been pretty good, if the sound quality was. Probably just a fault of the camera. Next was Javery's group, which bypassed the whole sound quality problem by making it seem like it was from the 1920s, with the music instead of the talking, and the subtitles, which worked very effectively. It proved that you don't need voice to make a good movie, and that someone has way too much time on their hands making a Commerce video. Period 4 was Science, in which Robson explained all about dominant and recessive genes. Courtney kept saying all the answers in class. That was funny. Robson also made a sort of self-referential joke: 'As you can guess, I love Punnett squares.' Nobody laughed but me. Does nobody enjoy word play anymore? Then came Lunch.
Lunch was the walkathon, and it quickly became obvious that not many Year 10s were doing it. Of the people in our group, Kevin, Mango, Shafi, Ian and I were all doing it. Around 15 minutes after the bell went, we all set off. Me being an idiot, I took my bag, as I couldn't be bothered putting it down. Stupid, stupid me. I spent the whole time complaining and making up mock military chants. I tried to play GBA, but it is hard to walk, avoid mud, and try to catch a Latias. Or at least find it. After that was English, which was reading; and getting an assignment for the holidays, a 4 minute speech on 'Animal Farm'. It just kept happening. Last was History, in which we got an assignment back, and watched a video. So it was a big bludge. And when I got home, I blogged, finally catching up on my schedule. Thank god.
Comments now, 1 from Ebony.
*Ebony: Wednesdays are indeed OK. And stop being an aeroplane. You are a human being. Not a bloody Qantas jet. What do fists have do with anything? And that's not a long comment! I remember when your comments were long, back in the days... Anyway.
And that was my Thursday. It was a good day, I think, especially with the catching up on my schedule. The walkathon wasn't as good as I would have hoped though. Ah well.
Schedule catching up is good,
AB
Wednesday, July 1, 2009
No Work But Wit
Yes, I couldn't think of a title that summed up today as not doing any work as well as a funny kind of day. I mean, really couldn't think of a title. That's the best I could come up with. These things happen. Hmm, who to blame, who to blame...
First was Role Call, in which I read, as usual. I also noticed how everyone came back. I mean, there were 13 people here yesterday, and now everyone is here. It was weird. Anyway. Period 1 was Science, which was starting the topic on genetics. We just basically watched a video about genetics and Gregor Mendel. It was a fun, bludgy period. Next was Computer Maths, which was some messing around on Geometer's Sketchpad with circles. I love Geometer's Sketchpad. I didn't get to do my spare Sketchpad project (make a person on it for some reason), Recess was the usual.
Period 3 was Ag, in which we all went out to see the goats. In I think Michelle's words, there was an 'estrogen sigh,' as all the girls simultaneously saw the baby goats. I also copied down the Ag assignment due next term (dun dun dah!), as I couldn't find the sheet. But don't tell Schippers. Anyway. The whole period was fun, if for the fact that we did no real work. I also possibly conclusively proved that goats don't like me. I couldn't even get them to eat hay. And they were eating it like no tomorrow. But not when I tried to give it to them. Bloody goats. I may like them; the feeling is not mutual.
Lunch was the usual, as well as trying to salvage my cards after a session of throwing them around again. Cards are for playing, not for throwing. Then, it was School Sport, which was soccer. And, I sucked. More than usual. The first time I went to get the ball, as it was coming toward me, I went to kick it. Instead of forward, it went behind me to the right. And it all went downhill from there. So for the rest of sport, I tried to come up with jokes. I got one. I've just created a new political system: it's gonna be in schools everywhere. Basically, it's a combination of Capitalism and Marxism. The main point behind it is that if you know your Capitals, you get good Marx. I love puns. Nobody else does. Shame.
When the bell went, we went up to outside the Donut Quad, and after Victor left (because we know Ebony doesn't like to talk to anyone else while Victor is present), we all told each other jokes. I started with my favourite: 'I'd tell you the joke about the blunt pencil, but there's no point.' (Why does nobody like that? That's hilarious!) Then a Year 11 who was there told a similar joke: 'I'd tell you the joke about the butter, but I don't want you to spread it.' These are brilliant. But here's the thing: the internet doesn't know about them. Well, thanks to my blog, it does now! You're welcome, internet! After school, Ebony's 'people' weren't there, so we talked on the bus. At one point, she said something that was pretty good (I forget exactly what it was), so I tried to come up with a joke. It eventually went something like 'I like the way you think. And you, and you...' (in reference to her voices. Why aren't you laughing?) Then at home, I blogged a bit, and then it was time for hapkido.
Today marks 3 months since I officially started hapkido, which means that all that stands between me and the orange belt are signatures. Hooray! Shay didn't come again today, so I went alone. There weren't too many people in class today. Not even Grandmaster Geoff. Anyway. I decided not to get signatures today, if only for the fact that I want an extra lesson just to straighten things up. My right back rolls are also now fine. I have no idea what happened on Monday. And when I got home, I blogged. As usual.
To comments, and surprisingly I actually have one. Here we go:
*Ebony: Tuesdays are indeed good. I also have no idea how to respond to that second sentence. ...What, that's it? Only 7 words, 8 pushing it. This is sad. Really.
And that was my Wednesday. And guess what? I've caught up! Thank god! This is good news. And it only took me a week. But the point is, with a few hours of non-major procrastinating (i.e., not just doing something else), I could have caught up whenever. Meh.
Thank god these long blog breaks are finished,
AB
First was Role Call, in which I read, as usual. I also noticed how everyone came back. I mean, there were 13 people here yesterday, and now everyone is here. It was weird. Anyway. Period 1 was Science, which was starting the topic on genetics. We just basically watched a video about genetics and Gregor Mendel. It was a fun, bludgy period. Next was Computer Maths, which was some messing around on Geometer's Sketchpad with circles. I love Geometer's Sketchpad. I didn't get to do my spare Sketchpad project (make a person on it for some reason), Recess was the usual.
Period 3 was Ag, in which we all went out to see the goats. In I think Michelle's words, there was an 'estrogen sigh,' as all the girls simultaneously saw the baby goats. I also copied down the Ag assignment due next term (dun dun dah!), as I couldn't find the sheet. But don't tell Schippers. Anyway. The whole period was fun, if for the fact that we did no real work. I also possibly conclusively proved that goats don't like me. I couldn't even get them to eat hay. And they were eating it like no tomorrow. But not when I tried to give it to them. Bloody goats. I may like them; the feeling is not mutual.
Lunch was the usual, as well as trying to salvage my cards after a session of throwing them around again. Cards are for playing, not for throwing. Then, it was School Sport, which was soccer. And, I sucked. More than usual. The first time I went to get the ball, as it was coming toward me, I went to kick it. Instead of forward, it went behind me to the right. And it all went downhill from there. So for the rest of sport, I tried to come up with jokes. I got one. I've just created a new political system: it's gonna be in schools everywhere. Basically, it's a combination of Capitalism and Marxism. The main point behind it is that if you know your Capitals, you get good Marx. I love puns. Nobody else does. Shame.
When the bell went, we went up to outside the Donut Quad, and after Victor left (because we know Ebony doesn't like to talk to anyone else while Victor is present), we all told each other jokes. I started with my favourite: 'I'd tell you the joke about the blunt pencil, but there's no point.' (Why does nobody like that? That's hilarious!) Then a Year 11 who was there told a similar joke: 'I'd tell you the joke about the butter, but I don't want you to spread it.' These are brilliant. But here's the thing: the internet doesn't know about them. Well, thanks to my blog, it does now! You're welcome, internet! After school, Ebony's 'people' weren't there, so we talked on the bus. At one point, she said something that was pretty good (I forget exactly what it was), so I tried to come up with a joke. It eventually went something like 'I like the way you think. And you, and you...' (in reference to her voices. Why aren't you laughing?) Then at home, I blogged a bit, and then it was time for hapkido.
Today marks 3 months since I officially started hapkido, which means that all that stands between me and the orange belt are signatures. Hooray! Shay didn't come again today, so I went alone. There weren't too many people in class today. Not even Grandmaster Geoff. Anyway. I decided not to get signatures today, if only for the fact that I want an extra lesson just to straighten things up. My right back rolls are also now fine. I have no idea what happened on Monday. And when I got home, I blogged. As usual.
To comments, and surprisingly I actually have one. Here we go:
*Ebony: Tuesdays are indeed good. I also have no idea how to respond to that second sentence. ...What, that's it? Only 7 words, 8 pushing it. This is sad. Really.
And that was my Wednesday. And guess what? I've caught up! Thank god! This is good news. And it only took me a week. But the point is, with a few hours of non-major procrastinating (i.e., not just doing something else), I could have caught up whenever. Meh.
Thank god these long blog breaks are finished,
AB
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