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Thursday, September 4, 2008

Day Three...When's Summer time?

"walking like a one man army" I love John Mayer. Like, I don't love him because I read the mags and he strikes me as a man whore. I mean, I can't judge but I have my own beliefs...Today was really short. Surprisingly. I enjoyed how short it felt. I kind of wish I had math and Gym on the same day that way I could have a really good every 'other' day. Gym class today was definately retarded. We walked all around the campus, and half the time the teachers didn't say anything, it was just for the sake of walking around. I kind of caught a glimpse of how they think. They just want us to get excersise.

At lunch Rebecca and Lisa and I headed over to Westmount. I am actually surprised at the Campus of Shep and how convienient it is. There is a pool right next door, with a pointy ceiling, and a hockey indoor rink across the back door parking lot. And a football field. They even have a random rugby field and cricket carpets in the field. I like it. I am prevailing on to feeling really old in highschool. Going into grade 10 I compared it to grade seven like all summer. Thinking that I would get lost, I would forget teachers names, I would forget peoples names, I would be really excited but only have a few friends. FACT: This isn't grade seven. FACT: the building is super easy to figure out. Those grade twelves who have spent their time swearing and saying how gay we are for not being able to find our way around, I have been the bearer of telling people where to go these last few days. FACT: I think I have every teachers name memorized, minus a few. Mrs. Youngs is my Gym teacher, Mr. Cochrane is my sciene teacher, Mrs. Pavaoni (Don't know how to spell it) is my spanish teacher, Miss Martin is my math teacher, Ms. Clarke is my Language arts teacher and Mrs. Forde is my drama. Wow, that was all memory. I even remembered if they were a Miss, Mrs, Ms, Or Mr. Yeah!

Another FACT: I still have all the friends from grades 7,8 and 9. Today in Science I felt like I was on top of the world. I sat in the side row closest to the window so I could stare out into the courtyard surrounded by shep and bricks. Lisa sat in front of me, then Clay and Alyssa. And Marissa was behind me then Amber and Marissa was beside Tijana. And we were all talking during science, laughing and talking more and the teacher goes "Do you guys know each other?" And tijana goes "Yeah we all do" And he said "What school did you come from?" "Westminster" and he stops and thinks and then says "Who all here came from westmin?" and half the class put up their hands. And I was so thankful, I've hated feeling so nameless and worthless these last few days. It's nice walking down the hallways seeing some familiar people and waving.

ANYWAYS, I have freakin Math tomorrow. I'm really scared lol. I finished writing my Essay for Language Arts. It doesnt make alot of sense, and I ramble. I'm also worried about that. The one thing I massively hate is not knowing my teachers and their habits. Suh for example liked neat work, and if you missed a class or you didn't complete homework she loved when you emailed her ahead of time. But, if you did it to often she doubted you. She was very understanding andshe never yelled. I just knew my teachers likes and dislikes apart.

On a side note, Chris made the senior volleyball team at Mac! I'm so proud of him, when he first told me he was trying out and that he wasnt even sure he'd make it I just smiled because I knew he would. Part of me didn't want him to because I won't see him to often, but its his passion I want him making the best of highschool. Duh! I want to try out for something, but only to say I did so I don't look like an untalented loser. I was comparing myself to Chris today when all of a sudden I was like 'bing' sports are his thing. It's not like I'm talent-less. I play the guitar and I love to sing and I write songs all the time and I love reading and writing in general. Of course these talents are hidden and I don't want him to feel like I'm talentless, but at the same time I kinda don't want to try out for stuff I am like 75 percent sure I won't get on.

I MIGHT tryout for basketball. Juniors of course. All grade tens, which calms me down a little bit. We'll see. :)

PEACE

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