T2B12

December 10th, 2014

Hey dudsons!

I had too much homework, and this is why I skipped this blog.  Now that that's done, I now have time to do the blog!

So, the day before yesterday started off with French.  We had a web due, but there was a substitute teacher so we didn't have to hand it in yet.  Another good thing is that the substitute wasn't the one us students all loathed (no offense to him), but instead another lady.  

Next was socials and we are just getting into history.
I find it confusing, yet interesting.  Confusing, because sometimes, I have no idea what the teacher is talking about, but interesting because I never knew that the ancient people were so violent.  Yes, I knew that they fought a lot, but I never thought that they basically slaughter an intense amount of people, such as when Hannibal killed an estimated 70,000 Romans in one day.  That's a lot.  I just think that ancient people don't know how to negotiate with each other; violence is not the answer!

I kind of love doing square dancing, except for annoying and immature partners.
It's fun, and the music is so weird that it's funny.  It's also funny how once the teachers say it's time to go get our stuff in the locker rooms, everyone (or at least the girls) goes straight to the sinks to wash their hands.  It's like a big hoard of people and even my cousin who's in grade 11 thinks it's funny.

I didn't go to the community centre to volunteer that day because my cousin came and I wanted to hang out with her, since I don't see her that much, with the exception of school.  She and my aunt bought Chinese buns for us to eat.  FOOD...yummy.

After that I went to piano lessons.  Everytime I think that I have a piano exam next month, I get really sad because I feel like I don't practice enough, due to homework and such.  I hope I get a good mark and everytime I do an exam, I always get really nervous, which makes me make a lot of mistakes. I hate myself for doing that.  I always tell myself that what is there to be scared of, and yet I my heart feels like it's pumping so hard, that it wants to fall out.

--Cyndi Forrest