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Here I am, sitting in my most wonderfully comfortable bar stool at the island in the center of my kitchen, tapping quietly away at the family netbook while sipping imaginary tea to the music of my sister playing Beethoven's Moonlight Sonata with minor errors now and then. It really is quite entertaining. The time is 3:38 P.M.
Yesterday, school was quite abuzz with news of "a major incoming weather system" that would hit my town by that night and this morning. I just shrugged off the rumors and instead concentrated on studying for my upcoming Pre-Calculus test over polar systems, which I was quite worried about because I had forgotten how to solve most of the problems. (As it came to be, the test was quite easy but I have my fingers crossed for the results.)
This morning I had woken to the abrupt and impossibly annoying blaring of my alarm clock at six o' clock in the morning. I had shambled over to the buzzing object and mashed its buttons like a good teenage zombie before shutting it off and falling back into a dreamy, deep sleep.
At approximately 6:30 A.M., I rewoke, my internal body clock frantic to get me out of bed and into school. Unfortunately, a body clock is not one to be argued with and so half-heartedly, I dragged myself up to see if there would be any school today. During that moment, my brain thought, Dammit, if only school was out today I could get more sleep. After a couple of minutes blankly staring at the TV screen, it became apparent there was no school - canceled. I believe my school district administrator was just so tired too. (In my head I can see him wake up and say "WTF, let's just cancel classes - I don't want to get out of bed!")
So I went back upstairs, read Realies vol. 1 over again for an hour, then fell back into deep sleep at exactly 7:30 A.M.
And now I have nothing to do, and looking outside, the ice and slush and snow has already melted. Though by this time, school would've already been over. What a waste of a perfectly good snow day.
In other news, my school is offering a Chinese course next year, and I, being Chinese, am taking it. I have too, because after all, my Chinese-speaking skills are terrible (what a lame American accent!), not to mention my writing skills. (=_=;) I hear the teacher will be Ms. K, this Asian substitute teacher we have. Practically no one understands what she's saying (and she's unreasonable sometimes). Luckily, I more or less get the gist of what she's saying so I think I'll be ok. Even if she doesn't teach properly, there'll be some student aids (who know Chinese) to help me and also my mother to fall back on.
Now instead of playing Moonlight Sonata, my sister is playing a slowed-down version of the Minute Waltz. I absolutely despised learning that piece... as well as Clair-de-Lune. I guess the only thing from Debussy I really like is his Reverie. But that's just some classical music ranting - pretty boring if you ask me, unless if you are into all that Baroque and Classical and Romantic music and what not.
Yesterday, school was quite abuzz with news of "a major incoming weather system" that would hit my town by that night and this morning. I just shrugged off the rumors and instead concentrated on studying for my upcoming Pre-Calculus test over polar systems, which I was quite worried about because I had forgotten how to solve most of the problems. (As it came to be, the test was quite easy but I have my fingers crossed for the results.)
This morning I had woken to the abrupt and impossibly annoying blaring of my alarm clock at six o' clock in the morning. I had shambled over to the buzzing object and mashed its buttons like a good teenage zombie before shutting it off and falling back into a dreamy, deep sleep.
At approximately 6:30 A.M., I rewoke, my internal body clock frantic to get me out of bed and into school. Unfortunately, a body clock is not one to be argued with and so half-heartedly, I dragged myself up to see if there would be any school today. During that moment, my brain thought, Dammit, if only school was out today I could get more sleep. After a couple of minutes blankly staring at the TV screen, it became apparent there was no school - canceled. I believe my school district administrator was just so tired too. (In my head I can see him wake up and say "WTF, let's just cancel classes - I don't want to get out of bed!")
So I went back upstairs, read Realies vol. 1 over again for an hour, then fell back into deep sleep at exactly 7:30 A.M.
And now I have nothing to do, and looking outside, the ice and slush and snow has already melted. Though by this time, school would've already been over. What a waste of a perfectly good snow day.
In other news, my school is offering a Chinese course next year, and I, being Chinese, am taking it. I have too, because after all, my Chinese-speaking skills are terrible (what a lame American accent!), not to mention my writing skills. (=_=;) I hear the teacher will be Ms. K, this Asian substitute teacher we have. Practically no one understands what she's saying (and she's unreasonable sometimes). Luckily, I more or less get the gist of what she's saying so I think I'll be ok. Even if she doesn't teach properly, there'll be some student aids (who know Chinese) to help me and also my mother to fall back on.
Now instead of playing Moonlight Sonata, my sister is playing a slowed-down version of the Minute Waltz. I absolutely despised learning that piece... as well as Clair-de-Lune. I guess the only thing from Debussy I really like is his Reverie. But that's just some classical music ranting - pretty boring if you ask me, unless if you are into all that Baroque and Classical and Romantic music and what not.
