I'm cold enough that in 25 degrees, I wear a hoodie. Is it weird? I assume it is, considering that the majority of youngsters (learned this word from Pokemon gameboy games) in here add wearing extremely short shorts.
I consumed less than thousand calories today, I am proud of myself for destroying my body once again.
It takes me a couple of days to get back to my normal diet, but that's a small adjustment.
On Wednesday, I'm supposed to go to Keren.
Yes, this hell begins again.
When will they fucking understand that all I do is legitimate.
Be thankful that I'm happy right now (even though that it worries me slightly because of Bipolar).
And that I'm normal, in school when I get the permission to speak, and somebody interrupts, I get anxious.
Why? Because that somebody stopped your speech? Oh please, well all know that you are different! You are correct, it's just that I realise that I could've not do it, and I'm nervous, I realise that everybody listens to me.
It happened today at Geography.
Was awkward and the situation was noted.
Anyway, bed time, by guys, sorry for not posting, it's the fucking internet connection.
Can we just tell them that the length of their trousers were already made by Lady Gaga at one of her performances? Jean pants, that's what she wore.
How did I know this? Interview that was played so many times, I think that I watched it as soon as Israel got it.
I watched it twice again; trice in overall.
Oh fuck, I think that Yali is with me in the ride. Do you know this feeling when you hear someone that sounds exactly like somebody you truly and deeply hate?
It doesn't make sense, what is she doing here instead of the other bus, the actual school bus that goes only in the western area?
But it's still annoying.
Oh, very annoying.
Another thing that I'd like to announce is that my left knee did something yesterday, at the practice, and now it's a chore to walk or climb up the stairs, and I won't even start with running.
I'm on a bus now, if it wasn't clear just yet. I couldn't possibly bare the pain of cycling.
Yesterday it was somewhat bearable, now? It's probably worse.
I hope that my dad would let people do their job and I'd go to some phisyotherapist or a specified person to help me get rid of it.
It's almost four pm now.
I'm a bit angry because of the late hour.
I was supposed to leave his house five minutes after I reached it.
I just wasted my time and could've enjoyed myself while time allowed.
From the happiness of the last two periods, I Arabic an Israel history.
Why I enjoyed it?
I showed knowledge and politeness at the two hours more than usual.
I have a feeling that Suhad starts to categorise me in the "good students" list, and same with our main teacher, Michal.
[mi•khal]
I showed great knowledge and interest at both subjects, hell I will continue with it.
I knew and helped a lot in Arabic.
And in Israel History, one girl asked how the war begun, I had a very good answer, and conitnued with very good answers.
Even though that I was very anxious each time that I spoke up, because I had time to regret and cry.
This year, I'm planning to have my beginning and first impression to be very well.
Why is that? Not only that it'd benefit me with the teacher's image of me, their student.
They'd also know that I am a great student, so they'll have easier time forgiving me about homework I couldn't make because I was abscent.
Oh and by the way being a tip-top student.
The English teacher just hates me more with every passing day.
Both her English and Hebrew are not as good as it should be for a language teacher.
She can teach us Portuguese anytime, but English? Nope.
She has fragment issues. Her sentences have missing words that are very necessary, both in spoken and written English.
Teachers would hate me for correcting them, but it's their job to teach us the books well.
Today I had my first bible lesson.
Old Testament to be exact, but bible is shorter.
We didn't start with studying, but it was more like an intro lesson.
The first thing that my etcher said after she saw me was "Are you cold?!" With widened eyes, yes I wore my pullover all day long.
I also haven't ate just yet.
It's good.
I'm probably going to have a good one meal today.
Which is the one that I call late-lunch and an early-dinner.
Early dinner has this funny thing about it.
The first two letters are ED.
I consumed less than thousand calories today, I am proud of myself for destroying my body once again.
It takes me a couple of days to get back to my normal diet, but that's a small adjustment.
On Wednesday, I'm supposed to go to Keren.
Yes, this hell begins again.
When will they fucking understand that all I do is legitimate.
Be thankful that I'm happy right now (even though that it worries me slightly because of Bipolar).
And that I'm normal, in school when I get the permission to speak, and somebody interrupts, I get anxious.
Why? Because that somebody stopped your speech? Oh please, well all know that you are different! You are correct, it's just that I realise that I could've not do it, and I'm nervous, I realise that everybody listens to me.
It happened today at Geography.
Was awkward and the situation was noted.
Anyway, bed time, by guys, sorry for not posting, it's the fucking internet connection.
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