I'm a pessimist through and through. My mantra as a kid was "Don't hope too much 'cause you'll just be disappointed" And if you don't believe me your one of the lucky ones, someone whom I like to call a friend. I'll laugh with them, joke with them, help them. My thoughts of people in general, are they are idiots. Some would ask how or why then do I have a girlfriend. Why? Because she is the best, greatest person I know. (Well, that and I'm not gay as so many people said in grades before 9 and some still in 9, although I don't have much contact with them.) When I was younger people made fun of me. Comments, names, take your pick they thought of them all. I am thus able to tell when someone is looking at me (nothing special there XD), or are moving (I hear their footsteps).
I was a silent one, never talked much. Until grade 9 that is. There were a few good people in the mess of stupid ones. Some of them I still talk to this day. Others I've lost contact with. A few of the good people are: Hillary, whom I have nicknamed to her dismay Cameron, from Ferris Buller's Day Off. She is what people would term a worry wart. She cares a lot about her school work, studying, etc. She unfortunately has to work hard to get results. I like to think I do well because I understand the material and have a fairly good memory. Sure, I forget things but that's human.
This is stepping back a bit but, as a kid I wanted wings, electric blue ones, to fly with the birds and electric green eyes. Oddly enough I had brown ones to begin with, from the pictures and people looking into them, but now the edges are green not bright enough to tell certainly from a distance, but enough to make me wonder now.
Back to the point. School is easy for me. I don't study. I do what I call spot studying, where you study in the 5 mins before the test that the teacher always gives you and listen when others are talking about the material. I come out alright, which annoys Cameron to no end. Heck, my lowest final mark was an 80, and that was French. Shay (the girlfriend) and I are a lot a like. Both stubborn like oxen. We have been dubbed as an "old married couple" by, well I forget by who now, as Hillary and Sarah both use it ever so much. It is used when Shay and I enter into a "friendly disagreement" going back and forth with, "Did too", and "Did not" or something similar.
My strengths lie in the academics part of the curriculum (Math, Science, Tech, Geo, Art), as well as Gym. And then there are the literary, of which I am not. Sarah is I'm not. My lowest are always English and French. They are so mainly because I don't try in those classes. I got a 4- on a creative assignment in English mainly 'cause it was a bit short. In French I right fine on my own (is 4+++++ good enough), but those little, or not so little, workbooks and sheets with the fill in the blanks. Well I'm doomed in those.
I don't like giving people an insight as to who I am, 'cause I figure everything they know about me can be something they use against me. Which makes this strange for me to do, writing this and all, but people who will read this either aren't people who don't already know half or more what is written here, or people I don't know.
We are in the middle of renovations to the house which I loath. The running gag around the house is, "We aren't renovating we're rebuilding!" And that is so true. Everything is being changed including the kitchen sink which is only meters from me at the moment, and I'm downstairs at the opposite end of the house from the kitchen. Day in day out, renovation except for the days I go out. Even during exams, 9 PM "You guys wanna come upstairs and give me a hand?" that would have been my dad.
When people make something so stupid, maybe outrageous is a better word here, as an argument or a objection to an action, like, (didn't actually happen yet, but was told this would be her reaction) "You cut down the trees?!" they make me want to shut them down ever so completely and totally.
I'll be polite and kind to those who are to me. I'll also help them if they need it. I generally get along well with teachers. I hate my step mom, she is the one who pushes behind the renos and makes fun of me.
I think that is explains my personality well with the little sketch Shay did of me.
