Fridays are usually good days, they really are. It symbolized good sleep and at most times, much needed breaks from a stressful week of school. On the other hand, you have Fridays during the last week of school break. Stressful, that's what these days usually are. Returning to school is never the root of the problem, but their homework is. I for one neglected to do any form of homework besides light studying and in consequence, I had to stay up past one AM, feel stressed, do homework, work on writing weekday blogs on weekend nights, and worst of all was to refrain from watching another episode of a Korean drama BECAUSE THOSE TAKE UP A WHOLE HOUR FOR ONE EPISODE. So here I am on my homework chair, writing a blog, writing some essays, reading a nonfiction book, creating a project about a nonfiction book, not watching Korean drama D:, and the moral of this story? Don't procrastinate as much as my younger brother did, because even though starting at Friday will make you vent your stress through a blog that you had to do for homework, starting your homework on Sunday will make you cry like this (TT.TT). What did I do this Friday? I bled for you Ms.K pls giv meh an A pls D: I NEED MY A!! OTHERWISE I WON'T GET RICE FROM MY IMAGINARY STEREOTYPICAL ASIAN PARENTS(mines really aren't like that lol)(yess I'm done). Time to find a nonfiction book to do a report on...
Sunday, April 27, 2014
Thursday blog
This Thursday? My highlight was when I went to the orthodontist. Even though I went there numerous times, for homework's sake I'll recount my first time...I have always felt scared of places where medical surgeries could take place. Needless, blood, sharp pointy things, and the ominous smell of a perfectly clean room that all dentist related buildings gave off had the uncanny ability to make me nervous. My mom and I was at the orthodontist office. For weeks my mom was always pestering me about how my teeth was all messed up, she didn't liked it. Yet in vain, for weeks I have tried to convince her it was unnecessary, I was okay with how I looked I would tell her. It's too expensive and not with it I would plead. Honestly, looking back after 3 years I was only scared of change(especially ones that hurt lol) and in the end braces seriously helped with how I brushed my teeth and how I ate food. In example my "before" teeth looked like ®¥°5:=#=))_#/)(!&46:/=$225=/ whereas now, they are more like 12345. From this experience(I am still experiencing, I still have braces after 3 years -_-) I learned to be more accepting and rather eager for "change" and new things such as food, activities, people, movies, music, and sights.
Saturday, April 26, 2014
Wednesday Blog
Tuesdays -.-
Tuesday, April 22, 2014
Monday blog
The highlight of my Monday was that I got to go underneath my house where all the pipes and cables were. It all began at eight in the morning and my dad felt the burning need to have all the rooms in our house attached to the new antennae we acquired. So after my father got changed into working clothes we opened the panel in my brother's closet that exposed the area beneath the house. On a side note my brother was really freaked out there was a hole in his room (haha). The cavern the hole led straight down into was only as high knee. After a quick examination my dad stated that it should my job to go in that dark hole and get the cables connected (because his back hurts). I felt thrilled and excited to be able to go somewhere new even though it was underneath my house the whole time. Not to mention the fact that I had to crawl my way through sharp rocks and cobwebs with only a flashlight's beam to guide me. It was an exhilarating experience and from it I believe I understand the foundations and pipe systems in my house a great deal better. Throughout the way my siblings guided me from above the house's floor by yelling directions or stomping their feet at the area where he cable should be. I emerged from that hole ten minutes later covered in dust, webs, and a thirst for claustrophobia inducing adventures.