Crazy day today...
I played violin for four hours! 2 hours by two hours... I can actually make Swan de Ballet soud good now! One day, I will play it.. I swear..
Anyways, I then biked about 12km and is presently resting.
Thursday, December 31, 2009
Wednesday, December 30, 2009
T2B21-31
What a winter break. We had to take notes for science cha. 9, all the CYUs, all the flashcards, all the worksheets, all the sciencefair... I finished in the second day. I was moving to Richmond , and I was stranded without any computer access,no phone access, and the sky pouring cats and dogs. SO yeah. Basically I played about an average of 3hours, broken down, of violin each day, and about 4 hours of harmony daily. Then When the days started clearing up, I began going outside for a few brisk 3 km sprints. I spent most of my time practising shooting, as the nets are nice and ten feetish, and conditioning. Then one day, something wonderful happened. I played two on two. There was this one day when three guys, one gr.8, one gr.9 and one university of Toronto, all decided to go outside to play ball when I was out. And because of that lucky coincidence, I have new friends.
The intense violin practise improved my skill greatly. I can now play the first three pages of Swan de Ballet smoothly. The harmony time brought my harmony form cha.2 to cha 8. Like I said, what a winter break.
The intense violin practise improved my skill greatly. I can now play the first three pages of Swan de Ballet smoothly. The harmony time brought my harmony form cha.2 to cha 8. Like I said, what a winter break.
Wednesday, December 16, 2009
T2B20
What a day. I failed at basketball today, so coach didn't put me on. You know how sad it was? I failed. However, the good news is that I didn't get too much homework. At least I passed with a good night's sleep.
First class was english: We watched a movie. Second was a nice game class of Science before our unit test next class. Then came math, with this crazy test that I bet no one knew the answers to, and last class was a short class of square dancing, before I ran away to our Magee game.
We won.
First class was english: We watched a movie. Second was a nice game class of Science before our unit test next class. Then came math, with this crazy test that I bet no one knew the answers to, and last class was a short class of square dancing, before I ran away to our Magee game.
We won.
Tuesday, December 15, 2009
T2B19
Wowie. Basketball was awesome today. We got our warm up shirts! Plus I skooled in practice. A bit.
Class was interesting. I had fun in AS, SS was a bit of work, and French was cool.
However i got straight A's!!!
Class was interesting. I had fun in AS, SS was a bit of work, and French was cool.
However i got straight A's!!!
Monday, December 14, 2009
T2B18
Today was a good day. You know how I could tell? It wasn't raining.
However, the latter reason was that I didn't recieve any homework! Yay! English was grammer, Science was game, and math was simple stuff. Square dancing was fail though. I wasn't focusing that much and Mr.Pears caught me off guard.
At least I arrived home on time!
Plus I just found out the hardest piece in level 8 violin.
Sunday, December 13, 2009
T2B15-17
What a great day. I went around cleaning my room and sweeping the floor and doing my harmony, to get the whole afternoon free! Too bad it's snowing. I can't play basketball.
Yesterday was messed up really bad. I had to go shopping with my parents for the whole afternoon! I ate lunch at 4:00!!! I then finished my homework going to Wayne's house to complete our science project, before going to dinner and bed!!!
Yesterday was messed up really bad. I had to go shopping with my parents for the whole afternoon! I ate lunch at 4:00!!! I then finished my homework going to Wayne's house to complete our science project, before going to dinner and bed!!!
Friday, December 11, 2009
T1B13-14
Another two days flashed by like that.
Anotyways, yesterday was hardcore gym running. I failed the 20 lines in the morning and couldn't do square dancing. Just couldn't. Instead, I just lived through the day doing a bit of work and vaguely remebering anything...
Today however, coach was being nice and we didn't run. My day went around good. I got hyper. I got nice and warm at AS, before advancing into a easy SS. Strings was relaxing, and french was endurable!
Anotyways, yesterday was hardcore gym running. I failed the 20 lines in the morning and couldn't do square dancing. Just couldn't. Instead, I just lived through the day doing a bit of work and vaguely remebering anything...
Today however, coach was being nice and we didn't run. My day went around good. I got hyper. I got nice and warm at AS, before advancing into a easy SS. Strings was relaxing, and french was endurable!
Thursday, December 10, 2009
T2B10-12
I had a cool day today. However, that does not mean I feel fine. I did 20 lines and eighty pushups in the morning. Ouch. I was so tired I could even play. The day went by pretty fast though. First block was english, which we just listened to stories. Science was mostly extra time to do our projects, and math was just some random stuff. We did square dancing in gym.
Yesterday: Cool, day today. I spent all day doing a bit of work, but mostly procrastinating. The afternoon was spent on improving basketball plays.
Yesterday: Cool, day today. I spent all day doing a bit of work, but mostly procrastinating. The afternoon was spent on improving basketball plays.
Sunday, December 6, 2009
T2B7-8
Horrible day today. I ran home from strings class, and I failed miserably. Later, I biked to the same place again to return some books. I played basketball in the afternoon. I failed again. But this is today. Yesterday was awesome.
Yesterday we won the richmond tournament. It was amazing. We won our first game at 1 with almost 40 points, and we fought in the finals for a win of 10. Yeah!
Yesterday we won the richmond tournament. It was amazing. We won our first game at 1 with almost 40 points, and we fought in the finals for a win of 10. Yeah!
Friday, December 4, 2009
T2B7
What a day. I had basketball afterschool, in a tournament in richmond. We destroyed the opposing team with 83 to 13. It was like they weren't even there. In the end, my teammates were all aiming to see if we can see the double 00 on the score bourd. However the day went pretty bad. First block was english, which we messed up our presentations. But looking at my score, I felt pleased. I have an A. Then came science. To my dismay, we recieved a lot of the tests I messed up on. And to my absouloute horror, I dropped 7 percent to a sad little 87. After that, I did math, and gym following. I only went to square dancing for about twenty minutes before escaping to the basketball game.
Thursday, December 3, 2009
T2B5-6
Wednesday: We played against Kits. We got destroyed with a ten point loss. Anyways, the day went about ok. First class was ok. English passed without too much problems. Science was an easy test, and math and PE went by in a breeze. Square dancing is actually ok.
Thursday: Practice this morning was cool. We did twenties again, but this time, I felt a major difference. After the whole torture mess, unlike my first few times, gasping, collapsing and struggling to complete the simple task to breathe, I was actually able to walk around otherwise undamaged. Sure I was scarfed, but I was still strong for the day.
First block was AS, with al notes and presentations, and SS followed up with a bit of other little notes. I finished my math homework at lunch, and that was followed by strings and french. I got a little homework after however. Then basketball practice #2 came up after school and we did plays and shooting.
Thursday: Practice this morning was cool. We did twenties again, but this time, I felt a major difference. After the whole torture mess, unlike my first few times, gasping, collapsing and struggling to complete the simple task to breathe, I was actually able to walk around otherwise undamaged. Sure I was scarfed, but I was still strong for the day.
First block was AS, with al notes and presentations, and SS followed up with a bit of other little notes. I finished my math homework at lunch, and that was followed by strings and french. I got a little homework after however. Then basketball practice #2 came up after school and we did plays and shooting.
Tuesday, December 1, 2009
Summer Blogs 1-79
Making up for what I didn't do is not easy, but here it is: My Summer.
Well, starting is not so bad.I started summer quite easily. With my parents pestering me daily to practice violin over two summerschool courses (Science and English), the first month went by too fast for my liking. I was busy all day, sometimes crazy enough to play my violin for well over two hours, and trying to pass my preview classes without being late or sleeping. However, as I slowly gained the trust of a few classmates, summerschool did not seem such a pain in the bum. I came early to shoot some hoops with this guy called Tony, and played streetball with some other kids at the 25 minute breaks between my two hour long classes. But I guess this is the meager price to pay for a slight upadvantage over my troublesome marks.
As I came to know my fellow friends/warm classmates more, I found out some interesting facts about some of them: One is blackbelt, one is grade 11 math, one is really bad at basketball but has good humour, one is from my elementary school...ect, ect.
Lots of good friends, yes, but we weren't going to be 'friends forever' as I would eventually find out. SO my daily routine was rather obvious, getting more and more boring each day. I was actuallly waiting for the violin test to come sooner so that I could be truly free.
So I satisfied my anxiety on basketball every afternoon, when I had completed my home homework. With Sean in China, my old friend from Hamber in Victoria, I was by myself. I practiced. Not that I mean the child practice, calling a group of friends and just shooting hoops and playing around doing random tricks and horseplay, but real training. I shot about an average about 100 shots per day, just simple up to the net ones. I did pushups in between to weaken my arms. I ran double sets of lines for misses. I concentrated on making my shots and improving my ball handling. It was all hard, I have to admit, and before long, I became truly hard core. Imagine the sun beating down on a open field of solid concrete. Now imagine the temperature at 28 degrees and you've just ran a double suicide. I began stripping of my shirts to play hard in the drowning sunlight. Firstly, I did not like getting my shirts ruined, and secondly, I wanted to begin working on fitness. Over the period of time I managed to be able to get used to running 15 sets of suicides and 120 pushups inconsecutively. I also learned about shooting with my lefthand and floating. Yes, I learned all that when my friends came back. The only problem was that my summerschool career ended and I was facing a new horrifying challenge: Passing my grade 8 exam. SO the day came when I eventually had to dress in those stiff white shirts and tight black pants. I had been going to downtown for the past few months to practice with my piano accompanyment, and this was the day to prove that I am able to play with the piano without messing up too much. I still remember going into the room with high expectations to see the same old stone faced woman dressed in a depressing shade of red welcoming without really welcoming me into the examination room. But today, the examiner surprised me. I was never expecting to find this cheerful small man who lead me into the big church room like he was taking me to the carnival. So I stood there while he took me in and asked a few conformation questons. And I wasn't at all nervous. I played my best, coming out to the lounge rooom to wait for my dad to come pick me up, all pumped. It was later that I found the man had three masters degrees and I will have my life changed forever.
After a few weeks of indulging my short freedom, I recieved the test score. I got a nice big 76. Fail!!! My parents weren't that disappointed, but I was. Never had I thought I messed up this bad...
However, I decided to be proactive and smiled sweetly thinking that it could of been worse.
It did become worse, I soon realized. Sooner than I would expect, the inevetible horrors of my life had come undone.
School started.
Well, starting is not so bad.I started summer quite easily. With my parents pestering me daily to practice violin over two summerschool courses (Science and English), the first month went by too fast for my liking. I was busy all day, sometimes crazy enough to play my violin for well over two hours, and trying to pass my preview classes without being late or sleeping. However, as I slowly gained the trust of a few classmates, summerschool did not seem such a pain in the bum. I came early to shoot some hoops with this guy called Tony, and played streetball with some other kids at the 25 minute breaks between my two hour long classes. But I guess this is the meager price to pay for a slight upadvantage over my troublesome marks.
As I came to know my fellow friends/warm classmates more, I found out some interesting facts about some of them: One is blackbelt, one is grade 11 math, one is really bad at basketball but has good humour, one is from my elementary school...ect, ect.
Lots of good friends, yes, but we weren't going to be 'friends forever' as I would eventually find out. SO my daily routine was rather obvious, getting more and more boring each day. I was actuallly waiting for the violin test to come sooner so that I could be truly free.
So I satisfied my anxiety on basketball every afternoon, when I had completed my home homework. With Sean in China, my old friend from Hamber in Victoria, I was by myself. I practiced. Not that I mean the child practice, calling a group of friends and just shooting hoops and playing around doing random tricks and horseplay, but real training. I shot about an average about 100 shots per day, just simple up to the net ones. I did pushups in between to weaken my arms. I ran double sets of lines for misses. I concentrated on making my shots and improving my ball handling. It was all hard, I have to admit, and before long, I became truly hard core. Imagine the sun beating down on a open field of solid concrete. Now imagine the temperature at 28 degrees and you've just ran a double suicide. I began stripping of my shirts to play hard in the drowning sunlight. Firstly, I did not like getting my shirts ruined, and secondly, I wanted to begin working on fitness. Over the period of time I managed to be able to get used to running 15 sets of suicides and 120 pushups inconsecutively. I also learned about shooting with my lefthand and floating. Yes, I learned all that when my friends came back. The only problem was that my summerschool career ended and I was facing a new horrifying challenge: Passing my grade 8 exam. SO the day came when I eventually had to dress in those stiff white shirts and tight black pants. I had been going to downtown for the past few months to practice with my piano accompanyment, and this was the day to prove that I am able to play with the piano without messing up too much. I still remember going into the room with high expectations to see the same old stone faced woman dressed in a depressing shade of red welcoming without really welcoming me into the examination room. But today, the examiner surprised me. I was never expecting to find this cheerful small man who lead me into the big church room like he was taking me to the carnival. So I stood there while he took me in and asked a few conformation questons. And I wasn't at all nervous. I played my best, coming out to the lounge rooom to wait for my dad to come pick me up, all pumped. It was later that I found the man had three masters degrees and I will have my life changed forever.
After a few weeks of indulging my short freedom, I recieved the test score. I got a nice big 76. Fail!!! My parents weren't that disappointed, but I was. Never had I thought I messed up this bad...
However, I decided to be proactive and smiled sweetly thinking that it could of been worse.
It did become worse, I soon realized. Sooner than I would expect, the inevetible horrors of my life had come undone.
School started.
T2B3-4
Monday: Horrible. First day of the week, and yet so far away. I had first block as English, and the first group to present ACTED their book out. Can you believe it? Act it out for a mere 10 marks. Talk about hard working. I however, plan to go the normal way, and plainly read it out. Science was ok. We did tests, work and got assigned the pleasure of handing in our CHa. 8 package next class. Third block was math (I have 97 %) and gym. I ditched gym early because of a basketball game with Magee. Afterschool we demolished Magee. We didn't have our best player, they didn't have their best two players, we didn't try, they didn't try, and we ate them at 58 to 32, or so I think...
Tuesday: I got a shock in AS today. I have 79%. It seemed to me that I was supposed to do summerblogs. ut I thought summer is for the time to relax and chill and NOT WORRY ABOUT HOMEWORK!!! So I have to write a brief summery today. FOllowing was SS with no homework after handing in our projects. Strings was ok, and french was a pass. With absoluotly no time at all to do the notes for the presentations, I can only worry about the summerblogs. Basketball practice afterschool was hard, and I failed miserably. I couldn't make the last 20 pushups shamefully.
Tuesday: I got a shock in AS today. I have 79%. It seemed to me that I was supposed to do summerblogs. ut I thought summer is for the time to relax and chill and NOT WORRY ABOUT HOMEWORK!!! So I have to write a brief summery today. FOllowing was SS with no homework after handing in our projects. Strings was ok, and french was a pass. With absoluotly no time at all to do the notes for the presentations, I can only worry about the summerblogs. Basketball practice afterschool was hard, and I failed miserably. I couldn't make the last 20 pushups shamefully.
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