Something Lost....

*sigh*

I'm never going to catch up on my posts, am I?

Anyways....this happened...a few weeks before the Christmas break...which should be about a week before Christmas!

So...a few weeks before the Christmas break, we had our dance shows!  I was in so many dances...once I got off stage, I had to rush the wings where I'd rip off my clothes and all other accessories (hairbands/clips/ribbons, shoes, necklaces, bracelets, etc....) so that I could make it in time to perform in the next dance I was in.  It was all terribly rushed.

That was all fun, of course.  Even though I was always afraid I'd mess/mix up my choreographies or costumes...or not get on stage on time, or you know....STEP ON A FALLEN LIGHT BULB LIKE I DID LAST YEAR.

ANYWAYS!

What on to what this post is SUPPOSED to be about.

I lost something.

Dear English AP Teacher.....

Hi.

I'm kind of torn between wanting you to never read this.....and.....hoping you read this so that you'll understand my....situation better.

So you know how....on November 9th, 2016, I was performing for the Remembrance day assembly, and I made the wise decision to come back to your class after the show ended, even though I had the freedom to take the rest of the block off?

Remember that?

Yeah?  Good.

So.

A Cringeworthy Interview

Hello everyone!

Yes, yes, I know....it's been a while since I've posted anything.  I know what you're thinking....

Elizabeth!  You're on summer vacation already!  Meaning, you don't have to go to school and complete copious amounts of homework anymore, what's your excuse now, huh?  HUH?

Okay, so maybe that isn't exactly what you were thinking, but it was close enough, yes?  Good. Besides, I DO have an excuse.  I went camping for a few days....and then....summer school.....!

I'll definitely try to write a post of my wretched camping experience as soon as possible, buuut, I

MACBETH

HI.

PEOPLES.

I.

AM.

UPSET.

...but at the same time...also, somewhat happy.

So, the other day...in my English class, the teacher was handing out Macbeth books...because we were starting Macbeth.

Now, you see how I've stated the obvious?  Let me do it some more.  I have a point to this, okay?  Be patient...

• I like reading
• I like books
• I like new books
• I like smelling books
• I am shy
• I am super shy 

Now that I've pointed out more obvious stuff...let's begin.
Or...continue.

For the First Time in Foreveeeeeeeeer, I Visisted the Orpheum Theatre...

Hey peoples!  Guess what I recently did on October 18th, 2015?!  I went to the Orpheum Theatre!  That is, I went to see my very first live performance of a...okay, wait, let me see if I get this right...symphony performed by an orchestra? 

Argh, I've always gotten the words symphony and orchestra mixed up...but if my googling skills have done their magic...a symphony is a musical composition played by an orchestra...I think I got that right, right?  Somebody correct me if I'm wrong...

EEK, I've really got to stop procrastinating, but in my defence, I was trying to think up the right words to properly and accurately describe the marvelous experience I had.  Yep, really.  I needed a whole week and a day to translate all my thoughts to words.  Pfft...psh...*other ridiculous sounds* yeah...as if anyone believes that...  

OKAY.  MOVING ON.

I Am So Very Sorry Hair...So So Sorry...

Here's a post I've been meaning to write for about a month now, so here it is...

Now before I begin the actual post, I have a warning for all of you...while I write the rest of this post, I might possibly switch to the stereotypical "girly girl".  You know the ones, the ones who are always worried about their appearance, and have a heart attack if they happen to chip a small piece of their nail off.  Yes.  Today, I will don that personality, and become a potentially superficial "girly girl".

Not Again!?

Now, before I start explaining anything...aaaaaaaaaaaaah! 

Remember that post from two decades ago?  Kidding, I think it was about a month ago...hmm...maybe it was a month and 38 seconds ago, or maybe it was a decade ago...hmmm...

Aaaaanyways...

Remember the posts: You've Reading It, I've Read It, Therefore We Should Discuss It. ASAP and Night Market Misfortunes?  If you don't, or are too lazy to click on the posts to (re)read them, here's a snippet of what happened:  I ranted about how I saw a guy reading one of my favourite books, and I wanted to tell him, but was too scared.  Then I saw him again, working at the night market, and missed my chance yet again.

Allow me to set the stage...

The day I was disappointed...at everything

I'm in such a bad mood today.  Let me tell you why...

First off, I had a math test today, so I spent all last night studying and doing review questions.  I stayed up till 1 am something. 

Oh, will I ever catch up on my sleep?  Probably not. 

Night Market Misfortunes

Tonight we went to the Richmond Night Market.  How pleasant, right?  Now, I knew before we even arrived that there would be a 99.99% chance that I would see someone I know from school.  There are over 1,000 people in my school.  Chances are, I'm going to see them, right?  If I were completely honest with myself, I don't like seeing people I know from school outside of school...it feels weird, OK?  And...surprise, surprise.  I did see many, many people from school.  But one guy I didn't expect to see was A____ (we'll call him Guy #3 again).  Refer to my previous post, You've Reading It, I've Read It, Therefore We Should Discuss It. ASAP to get a complete background before reading this.

You're Reading It, I've Read It, Therefore We Should Discuss It. ASAP

In English a few classes ago (May 11th, if I recall correctly), I glanced behind me, for some unknown reason, and you'll never believe what I saw.  I saw a guy (let's call him guy #3).  Reading a book.  And not just any book, but The Wizard Heir.  Ohmygosh...I read this book is gr.7 and I fell in love with it.  I went crazy, and I bothered my only two friends about how much I loved it.  I even  purposely told them that I really liked this guy in the book, to make them read it, and guess who it was. 

My Teacher's Mug and the Stupid Girl (me) Who Had No Idea How to Operate a Water Fountain

A few weeks ago, April 23rd, to be exact, my teacher in Planning 10, asked me for a simple favor. But the trip I took to complete her simple task was anything but simple.  If only she knew how this one errand would cause me so much trouble...