The Good, the Bad and the Ugly......part 2

Hello Dear Readers,

I hope the powers (my teachers) that be will be considerate enough to let this entry be short. Yesterday, I agonizingly produced a four-paragraph blog entry and will offset it by having this short one. I know it sounds lazy but certain circumstances have unfolded that requires my full and immediate consideration. : ) Without further bother let us continue to finish.

(Yes I was sleeping, I only slept about an average of 5 hours in the weekdays)

The Ugly: The Weeeeek!

Yes, again I come to you again, tired. We had to write two quizzes, one unit test, an essay, four pages of math homework and looming due dates for two major projects. To you it may sound little but trust me, to absorb all that in a tiny week is pretty gruesome and hellish. I will credit my teachers though for giving us time to for the  projects but yeah.....Anyways, the essay, which is the bane of my existence, the kryptonite to my self-confidence and the heart attack to well, my heart turned out to be a rather calming scenario. I mean who could write thirty damn pages about one subject? (And no I didn't write thirty pages but I do like to exaggerate to make a point) Nevertheless, Friday came and my body and soul was relieved.

(Good music to calm the soul)

You might ask, DayDreamer, what's the point of telling us this? Well I guess I have to come clean. It feels wonderful in an odd way to have an outlet to voice the anger or happiness inside you. Yes, I have become somewhat of what I hated. I mean won't ever tweet if I'm showering and or if I'm in the washroom.....that's just crazy!!

Tweet!Re-Tweet!Tweet!Re-Tweet!

MDG/Major SS Project Update

Good news, I have sent my volunteer information to the local AIDS center and wish that they would reply soon. I do not want (because I will) call them everyday until they accept me as a volunteer. To this I felt that maybe my teachers were right: that I can do something! Hurrah! Hurrah! Hurrah! For my South Africa project, I have recently spoken with a very distinguished man concerning the country and it was utterly fruitful. I was lost but now I'm found. Seriously, when the project was handed out I did not have a single clue of what to do. Now, I picture myself waving my hands graciously (you know when teachers have hand movements when speaking) while lecturing the class about my research.

 

How you like me now? Just kidding

Well dear Reader, it is time to part ways! See you again next Friday and Sunday.. : )))



DayDreamer