It's cold.

I normally like winter.

I dislike it at the at the moment.

I'm cold.

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I appear to not blog often. It seems too much of a responsibility to constantly post about my life even though it's quite boring.

I got back to school yesterday. I don't like waking up early, I really don't :[

However... seeing friends again, oorah.

My friend got a DSLR. I think collectively, we take more photos than he does.

I want a DSLR.

I want a DSLR.

DSLR. :[

So I totally forgot that I had a posterous. Whoops.

Anyways, so I`m back from Hong Kong... and I am both happy and sad. My grandfather slipped in and out of a coma extremely fast. He made an incredible recovery, and the doctors were completely thrilled, as was my family. But as he is one of those... independent senior citizens, he doesn't like being treated as a senile old man. He is a respectable businessman in Hong Kong, and in the hospital, nurses treat him like.. well a senile old man. On top of that, he's depressed because of his health. It's... mixed.

Anyways, so yesterday I went to the optometrist's to get my annual check up, and my optometrist said to me "It appears last year you didn't get your pupils checked, and it'd be on the safe side to check them. Do you have drive or read in the next three hours, because your eyes will be sensitive to light, and have blurred vision." and I'm like :|. I obliged... and got the eyedrops to dilate my pupils. My eyes BURNED. She told me to keep my eyes shut, and I didn't know if I was crying, or if it was the eye drops gushing out of my eyes. But damn, it hurt. I was tripping balls going home, everything was bright... and blurred. Like she said. I went home, slept for 4 hours. Forgot I had to be at Pacific Mall with firends at 4:30. I woke up at 4:36.

Today, I went skating with a bunch of friends! It was fun... except for the fact skates costed 9 dollars for two hours, and my first pair were dull as hell. Walked around the city... Eaton's Centre... and all. It wasn't a bad day.

People piss me off though.

that 14 hour plane ride was insufferable.

the fact that i totally misunderstood my grandpa's situation is insufferable.

him lying in bed, needing medical assistance is insufferable.

me not being able to do anything for him is insufferable.

i can't watch this. it's the second time. it's two times too many.

i can't bear knowing that both of my blood grandparents that i know both suffered from a terminal cancer. it breaks my heart.

i am grateful for the fact that he recovered from his coma. the doctors didn't expect him to come out of it, but he pulled through. he's a god damned fighter. he pulled the damn tube out of him himself. he's a badass motherfucker.

At school today, I was a tad depressed. The circumstances of my situation really sunk, and I really didn't feel like talking to anyone. That pulled alot of unnecessary attention to myself, and that really annoyed me. Sometimes I just need my space, not have people constantly annoy me.

Anyways.. today was the last day of school. Teachers were lenient, and I got off early. Then I had dinner with a bunch of friends. It was an okay night... I owe Bonnie 11 dollars and edit her essay for IAPS!

So I'm going to have to fly to Hong Kong tomorrow night, for 14 hours to see my grandpa. He's not doing too well, and it just breaks my heart knowing that I can do so little for him.

A teacher pulled me away to talk to me, because someone told him about me being quiet and sad. I don't like talking about my issues so quickly. Even if it doesn't show, I am an emotional person, and when he was talking so indepth about family problems, I was near crying. I tried as hard as I could to keep my mouth straight, and not to break a tear in front of him. Then my school's secretary came up to me and tried to cheer me up, and how she found out her mom had been diagnosed with cancer. Again... I had to bar myself from breaking a tear.

I just don't like thinking about these things... and as a matter of fact just talking about it through text, is making me tear up.

augh.

It's funny how one small little sentence from one phone call changes your life, in a matter of seconds...

fuck.

Oh hi.

I don't know why I blog. My life is boring. I usually have nothing to talk about, yet I persist and post about my life, even if no one reads it. I feel good just writing about my boring life.

I recently had a retest for a math test I didn't do too well on, and I got a higher mark than I expected, and I'm happy about it.

Sometimes I really don't know why I struggle with math. I understand the material, I understand the concepts, but when it comes to applying it in an evaluation, I choke. That really annoys me, and it just makes me feel bad about myself getting such low marks.

On another note, I've been sleeping at 2:00 in the morning for the past 3 days... why? I have no idea. I've been working on my IAPS essay, and it's been a pain in the ass. I just hope I get a good mark on it, because the last essay I handed in for IAPS, got me an 84, which kind of disappointed me.

Speaking of IAPS! I need to edit Bonnie's essay! GET TO WORK DALLAS!

I'll get it done!

I hope.

I will.

At some point.

Math is a load of bullshit. I studied hard, did all the homework, review questions, self tests. I got a 71%  on my test, which quite, pisses me off. 

I miss math when it was easy.

Now I still need to finish an IAPS essay, read 10 chapters of physics, and study for math retest.

FUUUUUU

:(

My TO DO LIST FOR TODAY I SWEAR TO GOD I HAVE TO ACTUALLY DO THIS

1. not play MW2
2. start and near finish IAPS essay
3. study for math
4. math homework
5. read 10 chapters of physics
6. calm down
7. start on yearbook cover
8. start on joyce's message for yearbook
9. figure out an idea for student body
10. rage
11. calm down

... it up. Instead of raging and ranting for once, here's a picture of me grasping Twilight. Hopefully this will suffice.

TEAM EDWARD

Please don't judge me.

for the record I actually don't like twilight :(

As a student in high school, after a long week, it's nice to loosen up, chill for a bit. Exactly like today... spontaneously going to a birthday event, with a massive group of people. A massive group of teenagers.

I enjoy spending time with others as much as the next person, but sometimes when you have a massive group of teenagers around... there's going to be a ruckus. Chances are, it'll be quite embarassing.

I'm putting it out there, that I am not a perfect person, there will be times where I blurt out things that... I shouldn't, and I realize it shortly afterwards, but I don't devote my entire time trying to think of immature or embarassing things to do in public... it's just a matter of the fact that I'm still 16.

Anyways, back to my point. Reserving seats at a restaurant at 6. We get moved down to 7:30. We then get seats at 8:00. We then get ~15 people crowded into one table. Finally get two tables at around 8:30. Someone starts bitching, and entire giant fest of immaturity, obnoxious and embarassing behaviour ensues, and I just want to slump into my seat, pretending I don't know anyone.

Coming from the perspective of a person who dealt with customer service for two years in a row, I give benefit of the doubt to the restaurant. They are the professionals, they handle the situation accordingly. That's why THEY'RE HIRED. Sure, I know anyone would be disappointed and angry about the fact that you wait a while, but it's not the restaurants fault. It's a Friday night, everyone's off work, school, and all and just want to meet with friends, or their boyfriends and girlfriends, and just unwind at a nice dinner. Chances are, people are eating their dinner by 5, and the restaurant is packed. Reservations are not a 100% guarantee to a table, and that's a given. They give you higher priority over others, but they do not provide a SURE shot at getting a table at a busy night. By the time it's 7:30, people start bitching at the waiters, and what are they going to do? They want the customers to be happy, they do what any reasonable person does; abide to their needs. Despite the fact that the group is a honking ~15 person, you have to cater to their needs. What makes them more pissed... keeping them outside, OR letting them inside, and waiting for a few minutes for the next customers to leave? I'd say... the latter option would be reasonable. Not everyone eats fast, and leaves immediately once their meal is done. Dinner is about socialization, and anyone has the right to reserve any amount of time for themselves providing there is no specific rule, and the fact that they are paying for a service. That does not give you a right to heckle and annoy the entire restaurant with obnoxious laughing, noises, clapping, and stomping your feet.

When this happened, I was completely embarassed. Why? Why does it have to be teenagers? Why do you have to play by the stereotype and make us all look bad, just because you're impatient. I'm pretty sure I'd rather be inside the restaurant than waiting outside for another 15 minutes. It's more WELCOMING. AND THAT'S THE POINT OF CUSTOMER SERVICE. TO PROVIDE AS MUCH AS POSSIBLE TO KEEP THE GUESTS/CUSTOMERS AS HAPPY AS YOU ARE ABLE TO.

I'm not perfect, but I'm sure I would not heckle and annoy the FUCK out of the entire restaurant just because they haven't catered to sole needs. Because the entire world revolves the around US right.

Then once the waiter comes by, annoy and hassle him with free appetizers or free meals. Because the manager is going to do that.

I hate people sometimes, and sometimes I hate me. I'm not perfect, but neither is the common man next to me, but at least I have the decency to not disturb everyone else, and in public with other people around you.