Close, but no cigar

That's probably the expression my math teacher used the most.
Summer school's doooooone, I had my exam yesterday (if you can't tell, I'm writing this entry at 5:30 am), the exam was -easier- than the practice exam that he gave us the day before to complete. I answered all the questions (I'd say 95% of them right) that didn't have to do with Trigonometry, and, as for trigonometry, well, I answered about 50% of those. I hate Trig. It's awful. The identities. The formulas. The definitions. The endless barrage of possible answers, and the ever-so-annoying "special triangles".

But luckily, the Trig section was very small! So yay, I know I'm getting a good mark on the exam, hence a good mark on the course.

As for Virtual Summer School, that's working out nicely, it gives me something productive to do on the computer instead of browsing 4chan, youtube, XKCD forums etc.

Oh. And the biggest announcement of all, which I almost forgot at this primitively early hour:

Katimavik destinations. I got the package in the mail today.

From September 17th-January 7th, I'll be in Strathroy, ON (it's a small town 40 km west of London!). Between January 7th-March 25th, I'll be in Sainte-Marie, QC, a small town south of Quebec city. And... drumroll... Between March 25th-June 27th... I'll be in VANCOUVER, BC!

I was really hoping for a BC destination, and I get the best for last! And Vancouver is just totally awesome! Yaaaay.!

I think the tuffest part of the program will be in Quebec (though it'll even be harder for the people in my group who aren't bilingual, I'll admit), because, despite global warming, the snow is still going strong during the winter in Quebec. My parental units gave me a little speech on how I'd finally experience the true Canadian winter. It so happens that my mother lived in a town very close to Sainte-Marie, and I have relatives just about everywhere in Quebec, so no doubt I'll be seeing someone at some time or another.

I am currently haggling with my parents to buy myself a laptop, and I admit, reader, that part of the want of this laptop is so that you can stay updated on my adventures through this very blog. I know it's a bit sad, but I would find it very hard to live without a computer (rather, the Internet) for extended periods of time.

More details to come, I've already saturated this blog with enough stuff.

Goodnight.

Last edited April 15th 2019: Added exclamation point, barred the full stop. GH

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The Real 50th

Well it turns out that my last blog post was a sham - my earlier collaborator, K473z 7h3 m4gnific3n7, seemed to have forgotten to take out a draft of one of her posts, which counted into the 50 post count. Now, I've double checked, and I'm positive this is the 50th blog post written on this blog, and the 47th written by me. I'm a bit of hypocrite, because I'm always saying stuff like "what makes the 100th anniversary so important, why not 101?". The answer to that is that people like nice numbers, not ugly ones like 37. Some things that make me happy/comfort me

• Beating Evan at Super Smash Bros. Melee/Brawl
• Beating people at Guitar Hero
• Walks in the night
• Truth confidence
• Curry (aka comfort food)
• The first match in a badminton tournament, and winning the tournament (obv.)
• Being owed something
• Compliments about my hair
• Beauty's Cantata
• Pachelbel's Canon in D
• Fish puns
• Happy surprises

Some things that make me sad/depress me

• Critically acclaimed movies
• Nightwish
• Truth disappearance
• Lonely wanderings at night
• Insomnia
• Trigonometry
• The 4 am blues
• Sunrise after an all-nighter
• Loss of communication with a friend
• Others' miseries
• Waking up with less than 8 hours of sleep

Edit: Edited for simple privacy 2022/09/03

Cinquantième

Fiftieth blog post. I've come a long way. But guess what? This blog post won't be commemorative.

Si seulement la princesse au long cheveux comprenait que si le sauveur est lui même très troublé, il ne peut rien faire pour elle, car dès qu'il esseyerait d'escalader ses cheveux, il tomberait. Et si la princesse comprend cela, je ne peux rien faire d'autre que m'excuser pour le moment. Et si je me fous les pieds dans le plat en écrivant ceci, je m'en fout.

I won't check the grammar on that, but I don't think anyone will be able to call me out on it.

Happy 50th...

...

I'm so sad sometimes, I miss ________.
I miss ________ so much.

I don't even think I have much of a right to miss ________, but I do. I'm sure there are some people out there who miss ________ way more than I do, but I still miss ________.

Also sometimes I just can't stop thinking about ________. It contributes to a partial insomnia. But why does it do that? Do I obsess over things which shouldn't be so obsessive? The answer is yes, I do, not over too many things, but a few. Enough for it to be noticeable.

What happened to ________? I wonder a lot about what happened to ________, I mean I dig in my memories, and I got some highs, not many, but a few. And there was a consistent high when I was able to be around ________, I felt so special.

But ________ has parted ways with me, a little more than a month ago. I've seen ________ since then, but I know it's not the same. And still I think, what's going to happen to ________? Will anything ever happen again?

Oh gawd I hope something happens again before 9 months of my life are spent truly away from home.

I miss ________.

:C.