So you all already know when i wake up and stuff so i am not gunna bother saying all that again. However, today i got a ride from my dad which was awesome. This morning i felt sick, like not sick, sick but just so tired i feel sick kinda sick.
So, anyway i was already in a not so good mood in the morning, but then you'll never guess what happened. My first class of the day was ICT, or Media 11 and let me just say the course is pretty fun , the teacher however, not so much. Yup. So we were supposed to look at websites that show resumes, and i found this really cool one that looked like a game, but was an actual interactive resume. My computer shut down. Twice. The first time i was like, ok i'm guessing my teacher did that and i was like ok i'm gunna go on the same website again, and see what happens. The second time, while it was being shut down he talked in from of the whole class saying, "Preet, when your computer shuts down, it means stop playing games". I was like HELL NO. He does not just do this to be like that. So i raised up my hand and said, "Actually i am not playing a game it is a interactive resume website and if you don't believe me you can come over here and check it yourself". Gosh the satisfaction i felt after he realized i was right and apologized was out of the roof. I felt like that person that throws a lit match into an explosive materiel and then walks away with sunglasses on and an explosion in the background. Honestly. No joke. It was amazing. I mean he was being so rude, just shutting my computer off like that without actually coming up to me and talking first. Wow.
After that class, i had Art. Now, if there was one thing you'd ever want to know about, it would probably be that i love art. Drawing, painting, sketching, clay, anything. I love it. I dunno why but it calms me down and gives me something to do when i am bored. So, saying that you'd be surprised when i say i hate the class at school. My sub teacher gave us an assignment, to draw a building in perspective. I hate it. It's actually due on the 28th and well, im not looking forward, cuz i haven't finished. I don't think i will actually.
After that my last two classes were Chemistry and Biology. Now, bio isn't all that bad, i mean its all memorization and understanding, it's quite easy. But. For everyone out there that has't done chemistry yet, well you're in for a surprise, its is pretty hard. There is a lot of math in it, so if you're good with that, you're good. But if you are like me and suck at that, good luck cuz you're gunna need it!
Soon after school ended i had to go to tutoring, which wasn't all that bad. I'm doing online math 12 so my tutor is like a teacher to me, considering my online teacher is horrible.
That's it i guess. Bye.
Wednesday, 27 January 2016
Monday, 25 January 2016
Day 1 - Already Hell
It's Monday. Great. As everyone knows in the world of the teenage life, when Mondays approach, everything sucks. So my morning started off alright. Woke up at 6:00. Ugh. Had to catch the bus at 7:00.Ugh. Then stress about finding a seat that is reasonably close to the doors, but not too close to the elders seats. You know what i don't get? Why do they put a seat at the back of the bus.closest to the window, but its blocked by another seat. I mean this idea is so stupid cuz now every time that person wants to get off, they have to get up, have the person beside them get up, and knock over everyone standing, stupid right!I envy you people that get rides.
So, then i get to school at 7:30 and wait till 8:45, cuz that's when school actually starts.Ya, i come to school that early. I don't actually know why, i just enjoy the silent, empty school before it's bursting with kids left and right. It is a good time to just sit and think and relax. I guess it is weird now writing about it, but i always hear people saying how one minute your life is something and the next, it changes to something else. So, i usually sit and take in as much as possible to remember in the future. Even if all it is, is high school crap.
So my first class was French, and let me tell you it is a class that i hate with passion. The language itself is pretty nice and alright to learn, but my teacher, he is horrible. He isn't even our real teacher, he's just here for a month(which is almost over, thankfully). But this month is torturous!I can't even understand him, which is bad enough, but then he gives so much homework. It is French class! Gosh. Gets me riled up every time i talk bout it. It had gone to the point where i want to skip, i never want to skip.
Next, i have CS. Now here is a little hint to anybody out there, whatever you do, do not take CS at the library. It is literally full of crap. Reading, i love, books, i love, but library work! Nope. Not for me! I mean if you enjoy that stuff, halaloia to you, but i am not that person.
Then came lunch. My friends and i sit in the art room, and opposite to what you think, my friends are very annoying. Today they took my phone and texted a guy i have a crush on. Now, guys, if there is something you ever need to know when it comes to girls, if a girl texts you in a lot of abnormal excitement, she is either crazy, or it's not her. That's all i gotta say about that, but just a note, never give your phone to your friends. They will never do something good with it.
My next class was English. In this class i think i try my hardest, yet my teacher gives me a B. So, this time i did something that i hope will cause a rift, a change. I volunteered for Poetry In Voice. For those who don't know, Poetry In Voice is a competition across Canada and the winner get a sum of money. I don't really care bout the money, i just wanted to do it for a change. I hope i get picked out of my class so i can move on to the next round. To tell you the truth, i'd be quite disappointed if i don't get picked.
My last class was social studies. Today that class made my day. I found out i am getting a 99% in the class. Now, i have a test Friday so it's probably gonna go down, but it is nice to know that for three days at least, i am getting one of the highest marks in the class.
The bus ride home is my favorite part of the day. I just put my headphones in and zone out... into nothingness for half an hour before my stop comes. It's pretty nice.
Now, i am just sitting here not done my homework and somehow writing in this blog. Weird. Cuz i though i'd never actually write. The things you learn everyday, huh.
I guess that's it...bye
So, then i get to school at 7:30 and wait till 8:45, cuz that's when school actually starts.Ya, i come to school that early. I don't actually know why, i just enjoy the silent, empty school before it's bursting with kids left and right. It is a good time to just sit and think and relax. I guess it is weird now writing about it, but i always hear people saying how one minute your life is something and the next, it changes to something else. So, i usually sit and take in as much as possible to remember in the future. Even if all it is, is high school crap.
So my first class was French, and let me tell you it is a class that i hate with passion. The language itself is pretty nice and alright to learn, but my teacher, he is horrible. He isn't even our real teacher, he's just here for a month(which is almost over, thankfully). But this month is torturous!I can't even understand him, which is bad enough, but then he gives so much homework. It is French class! Gosh. Gets me riled up every time i talk bout it. It had gone to the point where i want to skip, i never want to skip.
Next, i have CS. Now here is a little hint to anybody out there, whatever you do, do not take CS at the library. It is literally full of crap. Reading, i love, books, i love, but library work! Nope. Not for me! I mean if you enjoy that stuff, halaloia to you, but i am not that person.
Then came lunch. My friends and i sit in the art room, and opposite to what you think, my friends are very annoying. Today they took my phone and texted a guy i have a crush on. Now, guys, if there is something you ever need to know when it comes to girls, if a girl texts you in a lot of abnormal excitement, she is either crazy, or it's not her. That's all i gotta say about that, but just a note, never give your phone to your friends. They will never do something good with it.
My next class was English. In this class i think i try my hardest, yet my teacher gives me a B. So, this time i did something that i hope will cause a rift, a change. I volunteered for Poetry In Voice. For those who don't know, Poetry In Voice is a competition across Canada and the winner get a sum of money. I don't really care bout the money, i just wanted to do it for a change. I hope i get picked out of my class so i can move on to the next round. To tell you the truth, i'd be quite disappointed if i don't get picked.
My last class was social studies. Today that class made my day. I found out i am getting a 99% in the class. Now, i have a test Friday so it's probably gonna go down, but it is nice to know that for three days at least, i am getting one of the highest marks in the class.
The bus ride home is my favorite part of the day. I just put my headphones in and zone out... into nothingness for half an hour before my stop comes. It's pretty nice.
Now, i am just sitting here not done my homework and somehow writing in this blog. Weird. Cuz i though i'd never actually write. The things you learn everyday, huh.
I guess that's it...bye
Introduction..Kind Of
So, i decided to start writing a blog not because i wanted to. Oh heavens no. All the spilling your secrets onto a page(or in this case blog) doesn't appeal to me. But i have to because according to my Counselor Ms Lampane, it is healthy to express you feeling, blah, blah, blah.
Therefore, let me start again.
My name is Dhurpreet Kaur Dhaliwal, but call me Preet. I hate my full name, i mean honestly how the hell is one supposed to pronounce that on a regular bases.I mean even this blog's spell check thing says my name is spelled wrong.Crazy, i know.Oh and BTW, i am a girl. You would be surprised at the amount of people that think i'm a guy when they hear the name Preet.
Anyway, i am 16 years old.... oh wait its 17 now. Huh how time flies, can't even believe its 2016. Do you remember when we were small? When the only thing you had to worry about was your Lego breaking when making a tower? Man, i wish those days lasted longer. Nowadays all people care about are your grades, GPA, crap like that.
Speaking of school, i guess you should know that i go to Pattinson Secondary in Vancouver, BC. An alright school i guess, considering this is my first year there. Ya, ya i know you're wondering bout the fact that i'm in grade 11 so why am i there, i transferred, but ill get into that later.
So, this is the introduction, i guess. If you haven't figured it out already, most of the stuff i told you(names other than mine) is fake. The experiences i will tell you are real of course but just to make sure no one else but me knows the real people, i'm masking their identities. No, not for their sake, for mine. I'd rather not be in more trouble than i already am.
All, in all this is my blog so read it, love it, hate it, i don't care. I'll answer questions of course but my answers will vary on the question being asked. Ya life sucks that way.
That's it...bye.
Therefore, let me start again.
My name is Dhurpreet Kaur Dhaliwal, but call me Preet. I hate my full name, i mean honestly how the hell is one supposed to pronounce that on a regular bases.I mean even this blog's spell check thing says my name is spelled wrong.Crazy, i know.Oh and BTW, i am a girl. You would be surprised at the amount of people that think i'm a guy when they hear the name Preet.
Anyway, i am 16 years old.... oh wait its 17 now. Huh how time flies, can't even believe its 2016. Do you remember when we were small? When the only thing you had to worry about was your Lego breaking when making a tower? Man, i wish those days lasted longer. Nowadays all people care about are your grades, GPA, crap like that.
Speaking of school, i guess you should know that i go to Pattinson Secondary in Vancouver, BC. An alright school i guess, considering this is my first year there. Ya, ya i know you're wondering bout the fact that i'm in grade 11 so why am i there, i transferred, but ill get into that later.
So, this is the introduction, i guess. If you haven't figured it out already, most of the stuff i told you(names other than mine) is fake. The experiences i will tell you are real of course but just to make sure no one else but me knows the real people, i'm masking their identities. No, not for their sake, for mine. I'd rather not be in more trouble than i already am.
All, in all this is my blog so read it, love it, hate it, i don't care. I'll answer questions of course but my answers will vary on the question being asked. Ya life sucks that way.
That's it...bye.
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