None of the maths teachers were here today so... This happened
Showing posts with label maths. Show all posts
Showing posts with label maths. Show all posts
28 Jan 2015
The little things that make my life better
I had my German oral mock exam today. I thought I messed up because (I thought that) I spoke slowly, made long pauses and didn't know what to say. The teacher had a piece of paper in front of her and I was wondering why she wasn't writing anything down. It turned out the paper was to note the errors and I only made like three! My teacher told me that I was speaking quickly and my classmates congratulated me and said that I did very well. I was dumbfounded and didn't know what to say. I didn't know I did so well! \o/
22 May 2014
Meh...
Failed the maths test... When I say failed I mean it... -_-
Started watching Mirai Nikki today. Apparently it's supposed to be a very bloody anime, but it's been all romance-lovey-dovey so far. And I don't like that. I quite like the fact that Yuno's yandere though. My kind of person. Mwahahaha beware!
I'm going on a hike with my nakama this Saturday and I'm quite excited for it! I always pretend that I'm in the world of One Piece whenever I'm with them. I guess if we were all Straw Hat pirates, I would be Nami, Rosa would be Robin, Misha would be Sanji, Charlik would be Zoro and Matthew-chan would be Chopper. Maybe I should create that in photoshop! My life is sad...
Started watching Mirai Nikki today. Apparently it's supposed to be a very bloody anime, but it's been all romance-lovey-dovey so far. And I don't like that. I quite like the fact that Yuno's yandere though. My kind of person. Mwahahaha beware!
I'm going on a hike with my nakama this Saturday and I'm quite excited for it! I always pretend that I'm in the world of One Piece whenever I'm with them. I guess if we were all Straw Hat pirates, I would be Nami, Rosa would be Robin, Misha would be Sanji, Charlik would be Zoro and Matthew-chan would be Chopper. Maybe I should create that in photoshop! My life is sad...
22 Mar 2014
Two things at once
Sorry, I couldn't post yesterday because something really strange has happened when I was asleep. It turns out that the pipes were leaking and the flat downstairs got flooded. I heard the sound of pouring water and thought that it was either the rain or someone was taking a very intense shower. At about one at night, this guy came into our house and started drilling the bathroom wall. The thing is that the bathroom is located right next to my room and my bed is right next to the wall. The noise was just unbearable and I could not sleep. The next morning I found out that he broke the wall in our bathroom and it smelled of sewage. Even though I barely got any sleep, I still had to go to school. For the first time in my entire life I fell sleep in class and only woke up in the last five minutes of the lesson. The teacher didn't even notice.
Yesterday, Rosa and I went to town as we do every Friday. After laughing at a very strange picture of a possessed lion and shopping with Dasha, Eilish and Keira, we had quite an interesting discussion about life. (Dayummmm. I almost drowned in the deepness my own thoughts.) I told her about how I don't have any proof that anything in this world exists. For example, I have no proof that America exists because I have never been there or I have no proof that my Maths teacher exists. I can't be the only one who thinks that, right?
Yesterday's question was: "what's your biggest fear"?
I'm very scared of worms and caterpillars. Other insects don't scare me at all. I will step on a spider and squash a bee, but if you throw a caterpillar at me I will faint. Speaking of fears, here's a great quote from my French teacher: "Les microbes! Je suis microphobique!"
Today's question is: "what do you do when you're home alone?"
;) no hahaha I just stare at my computer screen and watch YouTube (so productive). I also sing and play the piano (sorry, neighbours).
Oyasumi! Good night!
7 Mar 2014
Reporting LIVE from Maths Class
I should not have cut my hair so short. I can not even make it into a ponytail now and it is getting in my face. Maybe a few hair clips will help me. No. They make me look so childish. I should have bought hair pins yesterday. Actually, I think it will be better if I do not put my hair back because when I do, it makes my cheeks look fat and puffy. I wish I had my long hair back.
"You ready yet?" I hear a loud nosy voice shout. It is Ritsuka, my roommate. We met a few days ago, just before school started. In fact, I am glad that I got a chance to meet someone before school starts since I do not know anyone in this high school. Sometimes I worry that I will not find any friends this year. Will I be on my own for three whole years? Will I be one of these loners who eat lunch on their own and spend most of their time reading? Horrifying scenarios run through my mind as I am still adjusting my fringe in front of the mirror. I look into my own eyes and remind myself of the advantages of not having friends. I mean, I spent months studying to get into this high school and I have never imagined the fact that a simple girl like me would ever end up in Tokyo. I came here to study and not to cry over the fact that I do not have friends. I am fine by myself and I do not need anyone.
"You ready yet?" I hear a loud nosy voice shout. It is Ritsuka, my roommate. We met a few days ago, just before school started. In fact, I am glad that I got a chance to meet someone before school starts since I do not know anyone in this high school. Sometimes I worry that I will not find any friends this year. Will I be on my own for three whole years? Will I be one of these loners who eat lunch on their own and spend most of their time reading? Horrifying scenarios run through my mind as I am still adjusting my fringe in front of the mirror. I look into my own eyes and remind myself of the advantages of not having friends. I mean, I spent months studying to get into this high school and I have never imagined the fact that a simple girl like me would ever end up in Tokyo. I came here to study and not to cry over the fact that I do not have friends. I am fine by myself and I do not need anyone.
27 Mar 2013
I hate the day after my birthday... -_-
Don't you just hate it when you were waiting for something for the whole year and then it's over... I was so excited for the 26th of March and now it seems like it has happened a while ago.
Today was quite a fun school day. It was meant to be "open day" at my school, but no visitors came. Maybe I just didn't see them...
Throughout the whole period of Maths Yasmin and I couldn't stop complaining. We are doing circles and arcs now. It's boring itself, but in the morning it's just unbearable! I was repeating CML (that stands for Chod My Life) in my head... That's how horrible it was.
Yes, I did say that today was a fun school day. Doesn't look like it, does it?
At lunch Franny, Yasmin, Carolina and I went to the library. We took the elevator since we found out the code. Upstairs, there was an art exhibition that was kind of creepy. In the library Carolina showed us the school that she's going to next year. It's an old only-girls'-school in London. It has an American system and it's Catholic. Poor Carolina.... =(
The first period of English was horrible. Ms Wilson was substituting and we had to work in our books. I decided to use my time wisely and did my Maths homework instead. Luckily, Mrs Manchala came back for the second period and we read a poem that I forgot the title of.
When I was walking home with Belek I told him about "chod" and "madarchod" and "gaandu". He was just shouting the words out... -_-
Looking back it wasn't actually a fun school day... I don't know why I said that...
Today was quite a fun school day. It was meant to be "open day" at my school, but no visitors came. Maybe I just didn't see them...
Throughout the whole period of Maths Yasmin and I couldn't stop complaining. We are doing circles and arcs now. It's boring itself, but in the morning it's just unbearable! I was repeating CML (that stands for Chod My Life) in my head... That's how horrible it was.
Yes, I did say that today was a fun school day. Doesn't look like it, does it?
At lunch Franny, Yasmin, Carolina and I went to the library. We took the elevator since we found out the code. Upstairs, there was an art exhibition that was kind of creepy. In the library Carolina showed us the school that she's going to next year. It's an old only-girls'-school in London. It has an American system and it's Catholic. Poor Carolina.... =(
The first period of English was horrible. Ms Wilson was substituting and we had to work in our books. I decided to use my time wisely and did my Maths homework instead. Luckily, Mrs Manchala came back for the second period and we read a poem that I forgot the title of.
When I was walking home with Belek I told him about "chod" and "madarchod" and "gaandu". He was just shouting the words out... -_-
Looking back it wasn't actually a fun school day... I don't know why I said that...
18 Mar 2013
My grades are here!
So today I got my report card. Some comments made me laugh while others made me shout "what? That's not true at all!". Overall, I'm not satisfied with my results..... At all....
English: B-
Let's look at the bright side of it, first. At least it's not a C. I was expecting a lot worse. In the comment it said that 'Sofia has applied herself' and that I 'show interest in expressing my opinion'. How.....??? It also said that I 'made some attempt to develop and improve my written assignments.' The word 'some' makes me suspicious. What does it mean by 'some attempt'? And, of course the comment was ended with my teacher's favourite quote. 'She often does the minimum to get by.'
Fair enough. I deserve that.... :(
Maths: (grrrr! They spelled it the American way!) A-
The comment was only a sentence long. The last part of it is kind of strange though. It says that 'her concentration is not as intense as it could be.'
I'm generally happy with my grade.
French: B+
Yay! There's nothing interesting in the comment. It just says that 'there is room for improvement.' Well, duh! There's always room for improvement.
Science: A-
AnA-!!! How's that even possible??? The comment is written in French. The summary of it would be that I have to keep up the good work. Sorry, but I don't even know what I have done in this class!
Geography: B
It says that I have achieved good results on my tests, but I got really bad grades on my quizzes. Tell you what, those were 'pop quizzes'. I didn't even know about them.... -_-
History: B-
Wait... That doesn't even make sense. The same grade as English? In the comments, my teacher says that 'she has obtained good grades for both end of unit tests'. Now this is what I really hate! Some teachers write about 'good grades' in the comment section and congratulate you for doing well, but give you a bad grade. It said that I 'have failed handing in my last assignment about Louis XIV'. I couldn't do it for the same reason I couldn't do the English essay. I was very sad and emotional. We had so many graded assignments, but none of them mattered that much...
German: B+
I did well? Oh... That's good....
Art: B-
I knew that. The comments says that I 'can be easily distracted by those around me'. Sure.... It's the 'others around'.... -_-
Computer: bellow the expected standard
Now that made me laugh! It said that all my work was 'poorly done' and that I am 'disruptive in class'. First of all, my work is not poorly done! Putting nyan cat and Totoro on my presentation for no reason is.... Cool!
Let's skip dance, music and sports (I got a 'pass'! Not a 'fail'!).
CSL: expected standard
The comment made me discover so many new things about myself! I never knew I was a 'member of the group who displays a real interest in the subject'! No offense, but I don't give a crap about the subject... I 'listen carefully'. Wow! I listen??? I also 'make contributions'? Does this count saying that only native speakers should teach a language?
Homeroom/school commitment: A-
This is even more surprising! Actually, I 'always approach lessons with a positive learning attitude'! Oh really? So groaning and moaning and saying 'oh no! Kill me now! It's English next' count as being positive? I never knew... Also, I have a 'mature attitude'! So doodling random stuff in my agenda and laughing at stupid jokes now counts as 'mature'? Ok....
That brings my GPA to 3.15 (it used to be 3.29). So the average of my GPA is 3.22.... Not good...
English: B-
Let's look at the bright side of it, first. At least it's not a C. I was expecting a lot worse. In the comment it said that 'Sofia has applied herself' and that I 'show interest in expressing my opinion'. How.....??? It also said that I 'made some attempt to develop and improve my written assignments.' The word 'some' makes me suspicious. What does it mean by 'some attempt'? And, of course the comment was ended with my teacher's favourite quote. 'She often does the minimum to get by.'
Fair enough. I deserve that.... :(
Maths: (grrrr! They spelled it the American way!) A-
The comment was only a sentence long. The last part of it is kind of strange though. It says that 'her concentration is not as intense as it could be.'
I'm generally happy with my grade.
French: B+
Yay! There's nothing interesting in the comment. It just says that 'there is room for improvement.' Well, duh! There's always room for improvement.
Science: A-
AnA-!!! How's that even possible??? The comment is written in French. The summary of it would be that I have to keep up the good work. Sorry, but I don't even know what I have done in this class!
Geography: B
It says that I have achieved good results on my tests, but I got really bad grades on my quizzes. Tell you what, those were 'pop quizzes'. I didn't even know about them.... -_-
History: B-
Wait... That doesn't even make sense. The same grade as English? In the comments, my teacher says that 'she has obtained good grades for both end of unit tests'. Now this is what I really hate! Some teachers write about 'good grades' in the comment section and congratulate you for doing well, but give you a bad grade. It said that I 'have failed handing in my last assignment about Louis XIV'. I couldn't do it for the same reason I couldn't do the English essay. I was very sad and emotional. We had so many graded assignments, but none of them mattered that much...
German: B+
I did well? Oh... That's good....
Art: B-
I knew that. The comments says that I 'can be easily distracted by those around me'. Sure.... It's the 'others around'.... -_-
Computer: bellow the expected standard
Now that made me laugh! It said that all my work was 'poorly done' and that I am 'disruptive in class'. First of all, my work is not poorly done! Putting nyan cat and Totoro on my presentation for no reason is.... Cool!
Let's skip dance, music and sports (I got a 'pass'! Not a 'fail'!).
CSL: expected standard
The comment made me discover so many new things about myself! I never knew I was a 'member of the group who displays a real interest in the subject'! No offense, but I don't give a crap about the subject... I 'listen carefully'. Wow! I listen??? I also 'make contributions'? Does this count saying that only native speakers should teach a language?
Homeroom/school commitment: A-
This is even more surprising! Actually, I 'always approach lessons with a positive learning attitude'! Oh really? So groaning and moaning and saying 'oh no! Kill me now! It's English next' count as being positive? I never knew... Also, I have a 'mature attitude'! So doodling random stuff in my agenda and laughing at stupid jokes now counts as 'mature'? Ok....
That brings my GPA to 3.15 (it used to be 3.29). So the average of my GPA is 3.22.... Not good...
12 Mar 2013
My school books or how I learn to draw
The class I doodle the most in is probably History. It started like this
And ended up like this
I also doodle in other classes. For example..... English!
That owl is so cute!!!!
I barely doodle in Maths. This is the only thing I found. And I think this is my favourite one!
Some of my drawing are complicated like the one above, while others just show how bored I was at the moment...
I don't doodle as much in my textbooks. Good, I don't rip them like Franny... -_-
My favourite thing is my agenda!!! Sometimes, I make it very nice...
Vacation!!!
We went on a field trip to Ardeche. This is a summery.
...and other times it is just random.
Every week has a fact. That week's fact was "Chess was invented in India in 600 A.D." so I drew it.
Mexican Hexigan or Mexacon Hexagon trying to teach you loci!
The song of the year!!! If you haven't seen it go on youtube and type in "the indian nipple song". It's amazing!
Song lyrics + purple!
By looking at my agenda you can see some of the events that happened that week.
Nyahaha! I love doodling!!! ^w^
11 Mar 2013
What I expect my grades to be
The marking period ended so, hopefully, my grades will soon arrive.
I don't normally do this, but I just want to give myself a grade and compare it to my actual one that I will find out in the future. So let's start!
Maths I'm sure I'm getting somewhere around an A for this subject since I got a couple of 100% for my tests.
English Oh chod.... I think I'm getting a C or something like that. Our teacher told us that our essays will not count and I totally failed the rest. I still don't get why I got such a bad grade on my portfolio... =(
French Honestly, I have no idea...
Science B-? All my homework assignments were late and I got bad grades on them. Plus my test results weren't good either.
German I'm probably getting a B... Getting an A in German is impossible...
History I actually enjoyed what we were studying this marking period and I was very proud of my test results. I would give myself an A- or a B+.
Geography This class is always at the end of the day and I'm tired so I don't really pay attention to it. We had several pop quizzes that I failed and my test results are average, so.... B-...?
Art My skills are very good! I love art (not as a school subject)! I made my self portrait purple (!) and.... we weren't supposed to do it the way I did it. I didn't give my sketch book in either. And I never do anything... And I'm on Pon Pon the whole time.... So.... Not getting a good grade.
CSL Computers I made my presentation on Nyan Cat, Totoro, Purple and everything I like when we were supposed to do it on something important (university, school and your future). Ms Lemale always tells me to be quiet because I talk to Yasmin the whole time. And I'm always late! So I could be expecting a "below class average"... >_<
Class We never do anything in this class. During my PLP meeting with Mr Woodbridge I was just talking about how I hate English class with Yasmin. That was very fun.
Sports It's obvious. I'm getting a "fail". But who cares about sports anyway?
So..... Yay! The marking period is over!
Just a little 'something': When I was doing my "Study in Scarlet" portfolio for English I didn't try at all. When I was doing my "To kill a Mockingbird" portfolio I did my best. I got a better grade on the first one...
Today we were "running" the mile (a mile and a half). Well... The others were running, but I was walking. I didn't try at all and I got 14.14. In sixth grade we were only doing one mile. I tried really hard, but my score was worse than my score this year.....
So the moral is.... Don't try....?
2 Mar 2013
I love spring!!!
It was the first of March.
The cats started meowing.The air started being soft and gentle. The conker stands were replaced by ice cream ones.
The spring finally arrived!
School was fun (as usual). Since we don't have Maths or English *puke* on Fridays, it is generally a good day.
In CSL we watched a video about drugs and decided that we want to grow marijuana. The video told us everything about how to grow it and they also said that you get a lot of money from selling it. Just kidding, I don't want to grow it. ;-)
I didn't do anything in Art class. We drew self portraits and I finished mine the week before. I made it all purple and refused to change it when the teacher asked me to. She said that I will loose marks, but I like it the way it is...
Yasmin and I started wandering around the Picasso (art) building. We climbed on top of a chair and could see the other side of the bathroom wall. We were hoping to find a secret room with dead bodies or blood or anything interesting, but instead we found a place where they keep clay creations. After, we found another dark room with a bunch of junk in it.
In science class we went outside and examined different types of soil. It was fun, but, since we didn't have a lot of time, we didn't finish it.
After school, Yasmin and I went to the Cervin auditorium, played piano, did the cup song and listened to Vocaloid (and, since it is our tradition, the nipple song).
Simply Theatre was unusual. Most of the people weren't there so we made a lip dub music video. Sonyasmin scared people away by closing themselves in dark studios.
The most exciting thing happened after Simply.
MY DAD IS HERE!!!! YAY!!!
Mum and I met him at the airport. I was so happy and excited!!!!
Dad brought me a pink and beige bag, a purple (!!!) purse and something very special. I would tell you what it was, but since everyone (my teachers, for example) has access to this blog, I can't.
Today, the tree of us went to town and Dad bought me the new iPod nano (since my old one broke because of an Indian festival >_<)! It's purple and now I'm listening to music!
My dad's friend was also there since he had to give us Dad's old cello. It sounds and looks so beautiful! It was made in 1804 and is very precious!
I think I'm not going to do any of my homework (although I REALLY have to do my English essay) because I only see my dad a couple of times a year and I don't want to waste my time on it....
Bye!
The cats started meowing.The air started being soft and gentle. The conker stands were replaced by ice cream ones.
The spring finally arrived!
School was fun (as usual). Since we don't have Maths or English *puke* on Fridays, it is generally a good day.
In CSL we watched a video about drugs and decided that we want to grow marijuana. The video told us everything about how to grow it and they also said that you get a lot of money from selling it. Just kidding, I don't want to grow it. ;-)
I didn't do anything in Art class. We drew self portraits and I finished mine the week before. I made it all purple and refused to change it when the teacher asked me to. She said that I will loose marks, but I like it the way it is...
Yasmin and I started wandering around the Picasso (art) building. We climbed on top of a chair and could see the other side of the bathroom wall. We were hoping to find a secret room with dead bodies or blood or anything interesting, but instead we found a place where they keep clay creations. After, we found another dark room with a bunch of junk in it.
In science class we went outside and examined different types of soil. It was fun, but, since we didn't have a lot of time, we didn't finish it.
After school, Yasmin and I went to the Cervin auditorium, played piano, did the cup song and listened to Vocaloid (and, since it is our tradition, the nipple song).
Simply Theatre was unusual. Most of the people weren't there so we made a lip dub music video. Sonyasmin scared people away by closing themselves in dark studios.
The most exciting thing happened after Simply.
MY DAD IS HERE!!!! YAY!!!
Mum and I met him at the airport. I was so happy and excited!!!!
Dad brought me a pink and beige bag, a purple (!!!) purse and something very special. I would tell you what it was, but since everyone (my teachers, for example) has access to this blog, I can't.
Today, the tree of us went to town and Dad bought me the new iPod nano (since my old one broke because of an Indian festival >_<)! It's purple and now I'm listening to music!
My dad's friend was also there since he had to give us Dad's old cello. It sounds and looks so beautiful! It was made in 1804 and is very precious!
I think I'm not going to do any of my homework (although I REALLY have to do my English essay) because I only see my dad a couple of times a year and I don't want to waste my time on it....
Bye!
30 Jan 2013
I don't know what to write about so.... I'm just going to write about my day...?
Today was kinda boring since it was Wednesday aka Double Day. We have double Maths in the morning, double German, double English (ffffffffffffuuuuuuuuu!!!!!!!!!!) and French and Music at the end of the day.
Nothing happened in Maths... Our teacher was explaining something to us and it didn't make sense to me... Yasmin printed out this really useful thing she found on the Internet about circle theorems. It helped me more than the teacher's explanation...
German was... I wouldn't say it was fun, but we were watching a movie so... yeah.... (my writing skills are awesome, right!)
Lunch was cool. We sat with Dilbar (this dude from choir), but he thought we were bullying him and ran away...
Ok whatever.... This post sucks.....................
In English class Ms Manchala made us stand for like the whole period... Everyone finished reading the book except for a few people (that includes me). I CAN NOT concentrate on it. I sit (well, stand) there, read and then all of a sudden I realise that I'm not paying any attention to what I'm reading. Especially today when we had to stand! My bag was at my feet, I wanted to kick it away, but it was way too heavy to move. I tried to lean against the wall, but leaning against shelves is not very comfortable. I ended up standing straight and probably looking like a retard because I was constantly going turning the pages in my book trying to figure out what was going on... I could not read because our teacher was taking to us... How can you read and listen at the same time? Sometimes, I put my book down and listened to the unnecessary remarks she was making. I would forget where I was in the story... Yasmin was depressed because our daught..... that's personal. She was whispering stuff to me and I was very sad. Since we had to be silent, our teacher would tell us to shut up and we had to stand for an even longer period of time......
Well, I guess English was inspirational. I can't believe I wrote that much... I just love describing the things I hate.......
After, we had French (grumblegrumble) and Music (themostboringsubjectintheworldafterenglish)....
That post was amazing, wasn't it? I know.... I'm so "proud" of it.... Yeah..... Bye...... Meh.....
Nothing happened in Maths... Our teacher was explaining something to us and it didn't make sense to me... Yasmin printed out this really useful thing she found on the Internet about circle theorems. It helped me more than the teacher's explanation...
German was... I wouldn't say it was fun, but we were watching a movie so... yeah.... (my writing skills are awesome, right!)
Lunch was cool. We sat with Dilbar (this dude from choir), but he thought we were bullying him and ran away...
Ok whatever.... This post sucks.....................
In English class Ms Manchala made us stand for like the whole period... Everyone finished reading the book except for a few people (that includes me). I CAN NOT concentrate on it. I sit (well, stand) there, read and then all of a sudden I realise that I'm not paying any attention to what I'm reading. Especially today when we had to stand! My bag was at my feet, I wanted to kick it away, but it was way too heavy to move. I tried to lean against the wall, but leaning against shelves is not very comfortable. I ended up standing straight and probably looking like a retard because I was constantly going turning the pages in my book trying to figure out what was going on... I could not read because our teacher was taking to us... How can you read and listen at the same time? Sometimes, I put my book down and listened to the unnecessary remarks she was making. I would forget where I was in the story... Yasmin was depressed because our daught..... that's personal. She was whispering stuff to me and I was very sad. Since we had to be silent, our teacher would tell us to shut up and we had to stand for an even longer period of time......
Well, I guess English was inspirational. I can't believe I wrote that much... I just love describing the things I hate.......
After, we had French (grumblegrumble) and Music (themostboringsubjectintheworldafterenglish)....
That post was amazing, wasn't it? I know.... I'm so "proud" of it.... Yeah..... Bye...... Meh.....
15 Jan 2013
THE worst day ever
If last week was the best week of the school year, yesterday was probably the worst day of my life. It was also Pongal and Makar Sankrati in India.
I was very excited on my way to school, but then, I realised that the first period was sports. Last week sports was fun, but this week it was the opposite. We had to do what they call "gymnastics". It's basically front rolls, back rolls, cartwheels, etc. I can not do any of these so the coach was lecturing me about how imortant it is to make decisions in life. "If you have a difficulty in your life are you gonna ignore it?" My response to his lecturing was "Well, there's life and there's sports class. It's different, you see?"
The day before yesterday Yaz and I were preparing for the following day. In our minds we were practising the whole day. I even packed myself a picnic lunch. We also took hair pins, so we could open locked doors as they do in movies.
We checked the music rooms, but all of them were locked. So, we went to the auditorium and realised that both doors were locked. We tried using hair pins. It doesn't work in real life, trust me! We wanted to "break in", but instead we "broke". I mean that instead of opening the door, the pin got stuck in the key hole. We took in out, but some of the paint stayed inside.
We didn't give up and tried opening the fire escape door. To our surprise it was locked and there wasn't even a door knob you could hold on to.
So we went back to class. And guess what class it was? It was English!!! The worst subject in the world!!! Yasmin and I sat together (even though our teacher gets mad at us when we do). I guess we made her happy by wishing her a happy Pongal.
English was meant to be for studying for the vocabulary test we were going to have later that day. I knew most of the words and could easily guess the meanings of those I didn't know. So Yaz and I started preparing for our duet rehearsal. We also doodled in our agendas.
The next thing was history. Yasmin asked Mr Woodbridge if he can let us practise during history. He agreed, but Mme Roussel, my history teacher, didn't.
At lunch, we checked the music rooms once again, but all of them were occupied. We wanted to see the security guard (we call him The Dog) to ask him if he has the keys to the auditorium. He said he didn't. The one who had the keys was this mean guy who we didn't want to talk to.
So we checked the music rooms over and over again, but the people wouldn't leave. We even checked the changing room, but it was locked.
So, disappointed, I went to get hot lunch and got this pumpkin thing (whatever that was) on my dress!
Furious, we ran outside, shouting that we were depressed. Luckily for us, the music rooms were free. We came in and started singing the song we are going to do for Ammy. We did quite well, but our voices weren't the best.
Since we missed homeroom, the next thing we had was languages. I had a German test that I didn't know about!!! How could that day get any worse? The teacher corrected the test straight away. I got a B.
After German, we had English (AGAIN!). This time Ms Manchala didn't allow us to sit together (sad face...). Yasmin told me that she failed the test. I think I did quite well (at least I didn't fail).
Yasmin borrowed her mum's phone for the day. It had the school wifi code in it, so we could use it to go on youtube and listen to the song we were practising. Yasmin never brings any electronics to school so she's not quite used to carrying it around.
Last recess we wanted to go to the music room because during Period 8 we had to sing the song to our music teacher. On our way out we forgot to take our jackets, so we camу back inside for them. Yasmin doesn't have pockets, so she had her mum's phone in her hand. She didn't notice Mr Barrow (the main "phone-confiscator" of the school) standing by. He told Yasmin that she will get it confiscated. We started telling him that it wasn't her phone and that she couldn't give it to him. He accused us for arguing and sent us to what we call "Alice's Wonderland" (the discipline office).
Alice there, talking to two boys, while pictures of little kids appeared on the screen of his computer. We stood there for at least 20 mins. At last, he let us come in.
We kept telling him that Yasmin needed the phone, but he wouldn't let us speak. His face was bright pink. He was shaking.
We were trying to sound as calm and as polite as possible.
"WHY ARE YOU SHOUTING AT ME?" screamed Alice. "I'M NOT SHOUTING AT YOU!"
There was nothing we could do, but apologise. He was the one shouting, not us, but he wasn't even listening to us!
"YOU WON'T LET ME TALK!" interrupted Alice. In reality, it was the opposite. He was the one not letting us talk.
He told us to get out and keep the phone in a very rude way, accusing us for being disrespectful.
On our way to class we saw Mrs Gilbert looking for us. She was very angry and asked us where we were.
During the rehearsal we were almost crying. It wasn't my best singing since my throat was dry.
Next step was maths class. As we rushed to class, we shouted how depressed we are, scaring the people around us. And then it hit us.... We had to bring a ruler, a compass and a protractor. We had neither of these things, so we could not do anything...
Moral: do not celebrate Indian festivals!
I was very excited on my way to school, but then, I realised that the first period was sports. Last week sports was fun, but this week it was the opposite. We had to do what they call "gymnastics". It's basically front rolls, back rolls, cartwheels, etc. I can not do any of these so the coach was lecturing me about how imortant it is to make decisions in life. "If you have a difficulty in your life are you gonna ignore it?" My response to his lecturing was "Well, there's life and there's sports class. It's different, you see?"
The day before yesterday Yaz and I were preparing for the following day. In our minds we were practising the whole day. I even packed myself a picnic lunch. We also took hair pins, so we could open locked doors as they do in movies.
We checked the music rooms, but all of them were locked. So, we went to the auditorium and realised that both doors were locked. We tried using hair pins. It doesn't work in real life, trust me! We wanted to "break in", but instead we "broke". I mean that instead of opening the door, the pin got stuck in the key hole. We took in out, but some of the paint stayed inside.
We didn't give up and tried opening the fire escape door. To our surprise it was locked and there wasn't even a door knob you could hold on to.
So we went back to class. And guess what class it was? It was English!!! The worst subject in the world!!! Yasmin and I sat together (even though our teacher gets mad at us when we do). I guess we made her happy by wishing her a happy Pongal.
English was meant to be for studying for the vocabulary test we were going to have later that day. I knew most of the words and could easily guess the meanings of those I didn't know. So Yaz and I started preparing for our duet rehearsal. We also doodled in our agendas.
The next thing was history. Yasmin asked Mr Woodbridge if he can let us practise during history. He agreed, but Mme Roussel, my history teacher, didn't.
At lunch, we checked the music rooms once again, but all of them were occupied. We wanted to see the security guard (we call him The Dog) to ask him if he has the keys to the auditorium. He said he didn't. The one who had the keys was this mean guy who we didn't want to talk to.
So we checked the music rooms over and over again, but the people wouldn't leave. We even checked the changing room, but it was locked.
So, disappointed, I went to get hot lunch and got this pumpkin thing (whatever that was) on my dress!
Furious, we ran outside, shouting that we were depressed. Luckily for us, the music rooms were free. We came in and started singing the song we are going to do for Ammy. We did quite well, but our voices weren't the best.
Since we missed homeroom, the next thing we had was languages. I had a German test that I didn't know about!!! How could that day get any worse? The teacher corrected the test straight away. I got a B.
After German, we had English (AGAIN!). This time Ms Manchala didn't allow us to sit together (sad face...). Yasmin told me that she failed the test. I think I did quite well (at least I didn't fail).
Yasmin borrowed her mum's phone for the day. It had the school wifi code in it, so we could use it to go on youtube and listen to the song we were practising. Yasmin never brings any electronics to school so she's not quite used to carrying it around.
Last recess we wanted to go to the music room because during Period 8 we had to sing the song to our music teacher. On our way out we forgot to take our jackets, so we camу back inside for them. Yasmin doesn't have pockets, so she had her mum's phone in her hand. She didn't notice Mr Barrow (the main "phone-confiscator" of the school) standing by. He told Yasmin that she will get it confiscated. We started telling him that it wasn't her phone and that she couldn't give it to him. He accused us for arguing and sent us to what we call "Alice's Wonderland" (the discipline office).
Alice there, talking to two boys, while pictures of little kids appeared on the screen of his computer. We stood there for at least 20 mins. At last, he let us come in.
We kept telling him that Yasmin needed the phone, but he wouldn't let us speak. His face was bright pink. He was shaking.
We were trying to sound as calm and as polite as possible.
"WHY ARE YOU SHOUTING AT ME?" screamed Alice. "I'M NOT SHOUTING AT YOU!"
There was nothing we could do, but apologise. He was the one shouting, not us, but he wasn't even listening to us!
"YOU WON'T LET ME TALK!" interrupted Alice. In reality, it was the opposite. He was the one not letting us talk.
He told us to get out and keep the phone in a very rude way, accusing us for being disrespectful.
On our way to class we saw Mrs Gilbert looking for us. She was very angry and asked us where we were.
During the rehearsal we were almost crying. It wasn't my best singing since my throat was dry.
Next step was maths class. As we rushed to class, we shouted how depressed we are, scaring the people around us. And then it hit us.... We had to bring a ruler, a compass and a protractor. We had neither of these things, so we could not do anything...
Moral: do not celebrate Indian festivals!
9 Oct 2012
Nyan Nyan Nyan Nyan Nihao Nyan! ^_^
It has been a while since my last post. It seems like I don't have inspiration or something. Sometimes at school I just feel like writing, but I don't have the possibility to. When I come home I'm so lazy and tired and ugh... I just feel like doing other things (like watching MyMusic on youtube).
Doesn't it feel like school just started? To me it does. I think my mind is still somewhere in the Summer or the end of 7th grade. And I still can't get over the fact that I'm an 8th grader. I think it's because, as I told you already, everything reminds me of 6th grade. Our homerooms are in the Mont-Blanc building, I have art in the Picasso, I have the same teachers as in 6th grade. Kind of weird! In 6th grade we were the youngest in Middle school and now we are the oldest and nothing has changed. I guess I'm still the same person.
I don't think my friends changed either. Franny - still crazy about fashion and just crazy in life and Yasmin is still perverted. I have many new friends though. We have this some sort if gang. Most of the time I'm with Franny and Yasmin, but also Hibba, Carolina, Paulina and, sometimes, Emma. Sometimes, like today, I'm just with Yasmin at the library or somewhere. Today I was expecting us to go to the library, read quietly, look at books or something, but we ended up laughing at books on Soviet Russia that we suddenly came upon. There's nothing really funny about the stuff we laugh about. It's just the way we do it. Zoom!!! (our word for LOL)
So school is fun so far. (Can't believe I actually said that!!!) My lowest grade for now is a B and I got a 100% for maths and history (with Mme Roussel!!!!).
I'm thinking of doing my own yearbook for the end of the year. Since it's my last year in Middle School (still can't get over that fact! =)) I want to remember every single thing about that. I know it's kind of early to think about it now, but whatever.
I'm also thinking of being a counsellor at the Summer Campus if it is possible. Yasmin wants to too.
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Doesn't it feel like school just started? To me it does. I think my mind is still somewhere in the Summer or the end of 7th grade. And I still can't get over the fact that I'm an 8th grader. I think it's because, as I told you already, everything reminds me of 6th grade. Our homerooms are in the Mont-Blanc building, I have art in the Picasso, I have the same teachers as in 6th grade. Kind of weird! In 6th grade we were the youngest in Middle school and now we are the oldest and nothing has changed. I guess I'm still the same person.
I don't think my friends changed either. Franny - still crazy about fashion and just crazy in life and Yasmin is still perverted. I have many new friends though. We have this some sort if gang. Most of the time I'm with Franny and Yasmin, but also Hibba, Carolina, Paulina and, sometimes, Emma. Sometimes, like today, I'm just with Yasmin at the library or somewhere. Today I was expecting us to go to the library, read quietly, look at books or something, but we ended up laughing at books on Soviet Russia that we suddenly came upon. There's nothing really funny about the stuff we laugh about. It's just the way we do it. Zoom!!! (our word for LOL)
So school is fun so far. (Can't believe I actually said that!!!) My lowest grade for now is a B and I got a 100% for maths and history (with Mme Roussel!!!!).
I'm thinking of doing my own yearbook for the end of the year. Since it's my last year in Middle School (still can't get over that fact! =)) I want to remember every single thing about that. I know it's kind of early to think about it now, but whatever.
I'm also thinking of being a counsellor at the Summer Campus if it is possible. Yasmin wants to too.
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24 Apr 2012
The helicopter
We had maths first period today. It was boring and I had a headache. Suddenly we heard a strange noise. I turned around and saw a red helicopter outside. I quickly took my notebook out of my bag and started writing, hoping for a miracle to happen. I clearly imagine how someone would knock on the door, open it and say, "Pleshcheva Sonya your helicopter is here and your dad is waiting for you outside. Please pack your stuff and get to the parking lot as quick as possible."
Everyone would look at me with astonishment and I would smile at them. Then I would leave and run towards the helicopter. My dad would wait for me there and soon we would be high up in the air. I would look back at my school and feel sorry for these that are left there to study. We would go to Montenegro and maybe around the world. But...
The helicopter left, Maths ended and... Nothing happened.
Everyone would look at me with astonishment and I would smile at them. Then I would leave and run towards the helicopter. My dad would wait for me there and soon we would be high up in the air. I would look back at my school and feel sorry for these that are left there to study. We would go to Montenegro and maybe around the world. But...
The helicopter left, Maths ended and... Nothing happened.
31 Mar 2012
Yesterday
Yesterday, it was the last day of school before our spring vacation. It was a half-day. We had fun in Maths class and dissected a rat in Biology (we even got to touch it!). The rat was so cute and it was very interesting to the inside of it. The next period we were making flags in groups. Our group made the flag of Lesotho and was the last one to finish. Then we went outside and went around the field carrying our country's flag (why the hell did we do this???). I was the only enthusiastic person among the other Russians. The borders left (most of Russian people are borders) so we had a few people in our group. There were frenchies that I never saw before and a girl I sat next to on my first of school. I don't think she even remembers me, but I do. My French teacher came to us. Too bad the flag was made out of paper. I would wave in the air if it wasn't. The AA (annoying Americans) were behind us. They were singing the Anthem. I don't have anything against America, but sometimes they can be really annoying. I know that they are proud of the place they come from, but why tell everyone about that?
School ended and Franny and I went to the lake to have our picnic. We found a lovely place and sat on a large tree stub. We had sandwiches with salad, tomatoes and mozzarella, chips, orange juice, cookies, strawberry and grapes. Then we fed the swans and the ducks, got on the bus and rode to the train station. We went to Clair's and bought slushy. We travelled back to the lake and sunbathed, listening to songs on my ipod. It was amazing!
Haha! Don't be jealous! It's not nice! I know you'll never find a BFF like Franny (because she's the best!), but keep trying!
School ended and Franny and I went to the lake to have our picnic. We found a lovely place and sat on a large tree stub. We had sandwiches with salad, tomatoes and mozzarella, chips, orange juice, cookies, strawberry and grapes. Then we fed the swans and the ducks, got on the bus and rode to the train station. We went to Clair's and bought slushy. We travelled back to the lake and sunbathed, listening to songs on my ipod. It was amazing!
Haha! Don't be jealous! It's not nice! I know you'll never find a BFF like Franny (because she's the best!), but keep trying!
27 Jan 2012
My schedule
This is my school schedule.
Maths class is quite fun. Miss Dixon explaines everything so well! I just work like a machine, automatically calculating stuff in my head, writing down numbers as quick as possible. I don't feel tired or interested. I can only feel my brain working.
French class is the weirdest class ever. Especially for Nimsay, who, all of a sudden, starts shouting out random stuff and makes pig noises. I just sit there, trying not to crack up laughing, feeling Mme Farcy's eyes at me. She never says anything about me, it's all about Nimsay, who can't help herself saying "Mwahahaha! Swastika!"
History and Geo are all the same. Mme Roussel walks in with her Adidas bag, a blue beret, a green jacket and jeans and starts talking in her high tone voice. She writes a lot of stuff on the board, underlining, circling, putting arrows and crosses. All that stuff just makes us confused. First she tells us to leave all our books in our lockers, but then she tells us that we have to carry them in our bags all the time. She says that french girls are not hot, but sexy. She talks about pop quizzes, extra credits and projects and can't shut up about music. Are we doing any geo or his? Yes, we do.
English is either quiet and calm or very loud and noisy. We do our work (like book portfolios, wordly wise, grammar worksheets), hearing Missis Manchala shouting out "You're doing the minimum to get by!" "Think outside the box!" "Take that pervergence out of my class! You have a sick mind!" "Put yourself in his/her shoes!" "I'm not illiterate!" "Do not defy me!"
Biology is my favourite subject. With Mme Jaquer we talk about the way our body works. Everyone just sits there with their mouth open. Nobody is ever bored. We're not afraid to say something that would be called pervergence in Missis Manchala's class. It's all very interesting and fun.
Physics is the opposite nobody knows what to do. M Dalache does nothing, so we do nothing.
German class is torture. It's very hot and I can't concentrate. I understand every word Frau Dolbert says, but I forget it after I hear it. I try to concentrate, but I can't. I love German as a language, but I hate it as a class.
I'm not going to talk about Dance, Music, Arts & Crafts, Art and CSL because it's not that interesting.
So these are the subjects I have at school. What about you?
Maths class is quite fun. Miss Dixon explaines everything so well! I just work like a machine, automatically calculating stuff in my head, writing down numbers as quick as possible. I don't feel tired or interested. I can only feel my brain working.
French class is the weirdest class ever. Especially for Nimsay, who, all of a sudden, starts shouting out random stuff and makes pig noises. I just sit there, trying not to crack up laughing, feeling Mme Farcy's eyes at me. She never says anything about me, it's all about Nimsay, who can't help herself saying "Mwahahaha! Swastika!"
History and Geo are all the same. Mme Roussel walks in with her Adidas bag, a blue beret, a green jacket and jeans and starts talking in her high tone voice. She writes a lot of stuff on the board, underlining, circling, putting arrows and crosses. All that stuff just makes us confused. First she tells us to leave all our books in our lockers, but then she tells us that we have to carry them in our bags all the time. She says that french girls are not hot, but sexy. She talks about pop quizzes, extra credits and projects and can't shut up about music. Are we doing any geo or his? Yes, we do.
English is either quiet and calm or very loud and noisy. We do our work (like book portfolios, wordly wise, grammar worksheets), hearing Missis Manchala shouting out "You're doing the minimum to get by!" "Think outside the box!" "Take that pervergence out of my class! You have a sick mind!" "Put yourself in his/her shoes!" "I'm not illiterate!" "Do not defy me!"
Biology is my favourite subject. With Mme Jaquer we talk about the way our body works. Everyone just sits there with their mouth open. Nobody is ever bored. We're not afraid to say something that would be called pervergence in Missis Manchala's class. It's all very interesting and fun.
Physics is the opposite nobody knows what to do. M Dalache does nothing, so we do nothing.
German class is torture. It's very hot and I can't concentrate. I understand every word Frau Dolbert says, but I forget it after I hear it. I try to concentrate, but I can't. I love German as a language, but I hate it as a class.
I'm not going to talk about Dance, Music, Arts & Crafts, Art and CSL because it's not that interesting.
So these are the subjects I have at school. What about you?
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