Oh, Mr. Darcy

I watched the first half of the original Pride and Prejudice tonight for the first time. It was great, though I must say I was pretty restless after two and a half hours of the same movie. At first I was planning to watch both halfs tonight but I decided aginst it becuase I want to properly enjoy the greatness of it. It is odd to think that a few years ago I would hate when Pam and Cor would watch movies like Pride and Prejudice becuase I couldn't watch it with them since I hated them so much. Some times I am almost glad to grow up so I can enjoy different things, but at the same time not being able to enjoy the old things is a little bit sad. Corrie once told me that when she was younger she used to wonder what she would look like when she grew up, but she always just looked like herself. Me, being my stupidly wierd self, started thinking about this; you could just not look in a mirror for five or ten years, and in that time you would have grown up a quite a bit and it would be fun to see how you have changed. But that wouldn't be the same. I guess no one will really know what they look like when they "grow up" since you really are gowing up your whole life, until you die, so you couldn't really ever know what you are going to look like when you are "grown up" because you wouldnt konw when you would die. Sometimes I wonder why life is so confusing.

Mr. Zink

My old art teacher, from grades seven through to nine. He moved to Mexico last year and has been living there and teaching there for a year now. Apparently he is back in Winnipeg today so a few of my friends and I are planning to go see him. I'm pretty excited, he was one of my favourite teachers, but we're not sure when he is supposed to be at the school so all my friends are making me call my old school to find out when a teacher is comming in! This may be awkward..... haha, it was Mrs. Flakenburg, the secretary, I totally recognized her voice. That was weird. Well they didn't know when Mr. Zink was going to be there, so I guess we'll stop in and go see some of our other teachers and ask them if they know anything.

5 Years of Dirt

I cleaned Corrie's bathroom tonight, it was my rent for the week. It was disgusting, yet at the same time very satisfying. All together I'm pretty sure it took me about three and a half hours! If you have ever been in there you probably didn't think anything of it. But if you had moved about three things out of the way you would have thought otherwise. Her little rainforest-jungle was my personal favourite for the night. That is all.

End of Year Pleasures

I don't understad why the "first month" is January and the "last month" is December. It really doesn't make any sense at all to me, I think the first month should be September, and the last month, I guess would have to be August but I think it should really be June and then theres just two nothing months, they would still be in the calendar but... I dont actually know what I'm talking about, and thats why I didn't invent the calendar! It would be so messed up no one would be able to understand it, including me! Well anyways I thinks June is one of my favourite months, everything wraps it self up and finishes it's self off. For me anyways, not so much for the people who work. So far I have finished piano lessons, written my exams, ran in the marathon and began my summer job. It's quite refreshing actually, knowing I will be able to start all over again; "Maybe I wont get myself into such a mess again," I hopefully think to myself. "Maybe, just maybe I will do all my home work, study for tests, keep my binders organized,pratice my piano every week and hopefully I will get a part time job and be able to save my money instead of spend money I don't have." But I know it will never happen, my binders will be a mess, I will never be ready for a piano lesson, and I will surely forget about half of my tests and will only study for half of the ones that I actually remeber. I will freak out the day befor an exam, and I will drink too much coke, and watch too many movies and too much tv. I don't know why I can't just accept that it will never change, but I can't. There is and always will be that small glimmer of hope, which I guess is good, everyone needs hope. Well I must pull myself away to wath another movie, and enjoy some coke.