Mondays! Ah possibly the laziest of all the days in the entire week. However this monday I was not the slightest bit lazy, on the contrary I was raging with excitement at my lack of work done over the previous few days. A tad bit strange, I know! the day was a blur as I had an essay test, on which did rather very well, despite that the whole lot of the second and third paragraphs were utter nonsense poured divinely onto the paper. I also got another assignment back -My previous blog entries for “Night”, and to my surprise I got a mark that makes me rethink my ‘List things I suck at’. Unfortunately, the happy times did not last, like they ever last. When the rain first started, I was was watching indian soap opera love scenes, yup again! At first I did not occur to me that it is of significance, but then my Father called to inform me of a flood in Etobicoke and how he is stuck. Horror crept up my veins, as I had watched too many Natural disaster movies and was sure that my life would untimely end. I rushed to get the essential survival tools; Rope, Flashight, Food, Water, and Warm Clothes. Essentially I am smart enough, I know I’m a bit of a show off, and turned on the radio news channel. Depsite my effort to calm my raising pulse the radio announced that this was the amount of rain that had fallen during Hurricane Hazel (1950). There went flowing my crule imagination to the place in which I do not survive or some twisted plot like that. How can this happen? I do not want to lose all my stuff ! As the monstrous weather was playing its wicked tricks on us humans, I, an individual, was writing my cause and effect essay, which ultimately scored a 90%. Although the weather may have made me terrified if I were ever caught in it, It did wonders for my writing ! Near to the end of the weather, and day for that matter, I started calming down and giving in to my mind’s ‘Stay calm’ hormone.
As the days went by I only made eye contact with matt twice. Despite my efforts we have not a love connection and i have feeling it is because of my lack beauty. To my ill fortune, a guy, whom I know for 9 years and whose name is kory, will not leave me alone. We – sophia, me and him, carpool in the mornings and the latter carpool after school. That means I have the bad luck of seeing him twice a day, but he then decides he wants to come and ruin my only time I have with Sophia. I think that should be enough for my rant. Well I do wish to rant more as there should be no limit to being able to express ones own feelings, be it in a loving way or an angry way.
– Miissawkkward
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