Got my Anthro test back. I got an A!!! WAHAHAHA! :D I dropped my English too, despite the fact that I was actually still waiting to see how much I got for my English essay.

But that was the only subject I wasn't getting A for, so I had to drop it. The person who got highest in class was this guy with a punkish mohawk hairstyle. I sat beside him once and borrowed his notes and GAH! So difficult to read because of his handwriting. But I guess he's smart. He was the first to finish the test too. I had just came in and sat down to take my test (remember? I was late for the test) when he got up and finished the test. I was like ....... T_T I just came!

Listening to 11 minutes worth of Robbie Burns' poem read by a Scot. Some words sounds a little like German.. haha. I know I would have loved studying in Scotland. But I probably wouldn't be able to understand anything for the first few months or so. haha. I mean, I already have difficulties trying to get what the heck my classmates are saying in English class. I don't know why the people in my English class are particularly fond of mumbling. They barely open their mouths and their words are like all joined. I have Absolutely no idea what they are talking about half the time!

Well, yesterday's entry, I was talking about extreme good luck and extreme bad luck. When I wrote the entry, I assumed everything was over because I was safe at home.

Apparently not. At night, I realized that I lost my cell phone. I was like HOLY CRAP! Searched around, went mad, called my sister and she told me to go to the theater and look for it tomorrow.

So i had to wake up earlier than usual, take two buses and reached the theater. Michelle was with me. The theater wasn't open yet, it was still 9am. but there were people cleaning the floor and stuffs and so I went in. and immediately one of the woman cleaning went: WE'RE NOT OPEN YET!
and i was like yeah, I need to find my cell phone and she said, let me get someone to help you. She fetched this guy who told us to come back at 11 when it opens because everything's locked up. Michelle and I went away. We didn't really think everything's locked up. I mean, don't they have to clean the rooms too? how can everything be locked up? We ate breakfast at Seattle's Best, looked through some books at Borders. Was telling Michelle about Count of Monte Cristo book and how great it was. She was interested cos it was mentioned in V for Vendetta. and also told her about The Time Traveller's Wife. Great books! I had to go for class which is at 11 am. Michelle had no class till 1pm, so she said she will help me with the cell phone problem.

So at 10.30, i took the bus back to school and went for Italian class feeling sick with worry. I thought I wouln't be able to concentrate but the class was so enjoyable I just can't help feeling a little bit happier. we were just reading some words from the book. We all took turns. and there was this bit on nationalities. The book had nationalities like German, Spanish, Italian, Japanese, Chinese, English, Irish etc. then the teacher told us to tell him Vorrei essere ____. I want to be ___. so we all had a go at it. Some people said they wanted to be English, a few German, some Spanish, some Italian. SCOTTISH was not on the list in the book. But thanks to BBC's wonderful italian teaching that includes words such as "scottish" I knew that scottish in italian was scozzese. So happily I said Vorrei essere Scozzese. and the teacher was like *mumble mumble* (like he always does) Scozzese eh?
haha...so funny.

We did other fun stuffs like describing ourselves. and later we had to describe either our father/mother/girlfriend/boyfriend/husband/wife. He didn't call on everyone, but called on some interesting ppl. Like this girl was describing her boyfriend and she was like He's handsome, brave and.... and the teacher was like: "Bragging eh?"
The funniest was that there was actually this couple in the class. So, he called on the guy. and the guy said, "I'm going to describe my girlfriend." She was sitting next to him. The teacher said:" Better be careful." So the boyfriend said that she was lazy and something else, but he put in some good adjectives as well. then the teacher turned to the girlfriend, "Ok, now your turn." Then she said," He is stupid and... and ... and ..." (All bad adjectives) The teacher said, "OK ENOUGH!"
HAHAHAHA.. so funny and the whole class was laughing.

Well, after class, I went to meet Michelle and she told me she couldn't find my cell phone. The guy kept telling her, "You won't be able to find it. Someone probably took it. etc." I said STUPID GUY. and I think he was either the 1) Manager or 2) the Customer Service guy. Either two, his hospitality manner sucks and if he's the manager, I don't know how he got up there. But Michelle told me that when she was on the bus back to school, a lady called her and said they found it after all.
SO, after school, I had to go back to the theater again and retreive my phone.
PHEW! At least it is returned. SIGH. so happy. :D but wasted lots of bus money on it. ehehe..

Okay.. back to work.

Today was a day of extremity. It was a totally devastating day and a totally fantastic day. HAH.

Well, woke up really tired early this morning because I slept at 2am last night studying for anthropology test. Got about doing things as usual, rushed out of the house to catch the bus as usual. except this time.. THE BUS DIDN'T COME! it normally comes at 8.45 and then 8.50 went by...still no bus. 8.55.. still no bus.. I was pretty sure I didn't miss the bus. So I really started to panick when it turned 9. Finally it sinked in.. the bus is NOT coming. and it was 9am and my anthro class starts at 9am and I have just missed my test. And to make things worse... is started to rain. it started light and got heavier and heavier and I was just standing there in the rain feeling all cold and miserable. My hands were totally numb and I stood there in the cold for half an hour until the next bus came at 9.15am. and i saw ppl that always take the same bus as me in this bus, which proved that the bus really didn't come at all!

Got to my anthro class. Everyone was doing their test already. I was half an hour late. I talked to the teacher and he said I can still take my test. So I ask him "what if I can't finish?" he gave a shrug. I panicked. I said BUT MY BUS DIDN't COME! Anyways, he told me to quickly finish and there were no seats so i had to take some corner chair and write using my file as a table. I was doing it for less than 10 mins when a student passed up his work. Sigh, so I just did the test, still feeling some sort of dread. At 10am, all the students had to pass up their work and the teacher said I can follow him to his next class and continue my test. YAY! So i followed him to his next class, and did my test and passed it up. PHEW! At least it worked out fine in the end. I was so scared I would fail or something. Honestly, while waiting for the bus, I was thinking of all kinds of ways.. hitchhiking or whatever. Well, Don't know how I did for the test, wasn't really thinking straight actually.

I was late for Psychology class because I was still doing my anthropology test. So I was late for about 20 mins, but it was ok. My Psych teacher doesn't mind ppl coming in late. Got my test back. I didn't do as well as the previous test and I know it because I forgot so many stuffs. but I still got an A. So that's good. I got two other tests back as well. Got an A for Italian, sigh I made so many mistakes. I know my italian is getting worse bcos I haven't really been concentrating hard on it. The best part was Math. The teacher always gives out the paper individually and he was saying that there is a correlation to people who have been getting As and people who have been coming to class regularly. so he went around giving the paper and he said for example, "Hannah, A. She's always been coming to class." "Whoever, A, she's also been coming to class." and when he gave me my paper, "Belda, A. She's also attended class and in fact she got the highest in class."
The irony? 3 weeks ago, I was caught reading a storybook in math class and was so engrossed in it I didn't even realise he was talking to me and the whole class was talking to me until my partner said: "He's talking to you."
so... hahaha.

Well, during Math class, I found out that my anthropology notebook, a notebook that I have been compiling for a long time was soiled and wet. I was soo pissed. It was a notebook I painstakingly wrote in a nice legible handwriting, found articles and pasted it in, and made everything look really nice. and the horrible rain had to wet the stupid book and the edges are wet and crooked and kinda torn and some of the ink had run. It's so horribly upsetting. Everything that is going wrong with anthro is going wrong. I hope it's not so with the test. But anyways, you get what I mean when I say Extremely devastating and extremely fantastic? Why must things be SO EXTREME??? MY ANTHRO NOTESS>>> NOOOOOOOOO

After school, went to watch V for Vendetta with Michelle. It was soooo cool! soo soo cool! and Natalie Portman is wonderful. :D The relflection to the Nazi period is kinda evident. I realize lots of shows likes to make some sort of link to the Nazi period. FMA was another good one, with supernatural and alchemy added in.

EXTREME. EXTREME. you know, only when I feel extremely unhappy can i feel extremely happy? It's funny, but that's how I felt today.

I skipped Math class today because he said he would just be doing a recap on everything he has taught to prepare us for the test tomorrow. My anthro test has been postponed to Monday, so that's good. I will have more time to prepare for my math and Italian test tomorrow.

Since I got home early, I decided to climb the hill. Actually I was kinda out-of-sorts and miserable and all that, and I know a climb up the hill will resolve everything. So I took some chips, my Italian book, and got out of the house. The thing is that I've forgotten the way to the hill. The other time I went, I kinda stumbled upon it, so I got lost so many times before finding the actual route. The track up the hill was terribly muddy because of all the rain. I knew there was an alternative entrance, but I just couldn't find it. I thought of turning back, but No, this time I was really determined, by hook or by crook to get to that hill. So I braved the few muddy steps. I was kinda falling because It is so hard to get a grip as there are no grasses, but luckily I could grab on to the branches nearby. And up the little track, then there was a flat land which I have to cross (really muddy too). and a woman was gardening in her house and asked me whether I was stepping on mud, to which I replied yes.

And finally, I reach the route that leads up the hill. So up and up and up I went, It gets kinda steep some part of the way but the route was dry, not muddy. I got kinda tired climbing halfway, stopped and looked around and continue up. At the top, I was immediately greeted by tall wild grasses and small flowers blooming all along. And a most paranomic view of the city and Mount Diablo in the background. It's beautiful!

I climbed further up and there was a little boy and his father sitting on the bench under a huge tree. I went a bit further and sat down on the rocks and took a drink. AH. So relaxed. I love it there. The bench has been vacated, so I walked over and sat down under the huge tree. Taking out my Italian book, I started to study a little while eating some chips. But I couldn't sit there very long because it was really cold. The wind was so strong everything just get blown away and it gets really cold. (While climbing, I was really hot though and had to take off my jacket and all) After a while, I decided to go home and have lunch. So I made my way down and as I did that, one my favourite music came on. (I was listening to music all the way from home) and it's so beautiful and calming, yet sad. And It feels great listening to a melancholic music while looking at the hills. (Too bad Braveheart Soundtrack didn't appear anytime while I was on the hills. I guess I shall reserve it for Scotland)

Well, so there. I shall climb the hills again if the weather is fine, which is pretty rare. and my shoes were so muddy I had a terrible time cleaning it. Right, back to studying.
PS: I am spelling everything the British way again because I like British spelling and I don't want to be "lost". Yes kix? Being lost is not good, especially since I got lost so many times today.

Everytime I go downtown, the weather seems to go against me. For the past few weeks, I didn't go anywhere and the weather was perfectly fine. But the moment I decide to go downtown, it starts to rain like the previous time again.

Today I went down to Borders again and it started to rain and get really cold. After eating some Hawaiian BBQ, Michelle and I walked to Borders shivering. I was at the Bargain section and saw this book "Scotland from the air" for 5.99 haha.. i snapped it up immediately. SCOTLAND! :D What I didn't like was that the aerial view of Scotland isn't as nice as the normal view. Everything seems so tiny and I couldn't even tell some thing was a castle until I looked in real close. I still prefer that book I borrowed from SMSS library. The photographs are beautifully taken and I almost ran off with the book. I saw another really thick book, about the size of a huge encyclopedia on the holocaust. It's full of pictures, interesting excerpt and I was really really tempted to get it because it was 19.99. Not exactly cheap, but i should think that it's original price should be three times higher and the book contains so many pictures. Well, hopefully it'll still be there. I really want it.

And today, I saw a lovely rainbow. It was still raining and suddenly the sun came out and immediately I felt much warmer. A minute before that, my hands were so cold I couldn't even feel them. And while we were in the bus on the way back, I looked out and there it was. A huge rainbow displayed in the skies. Truth to say, I've never really seen a rainbow. It's either too faint or barely visible. But this one was huge and it seemed to fill the whole sky up. Too bad the bus was moving so I couldn't take a very good look. But it was really lovely!

Anyways... next week will be a horrible week for me. When I had three tests a few weeks ago, I thought that was bad. Today I found out i have FOUR tests. GAH. the worst is the Anthropology test. I don;t think I can finish studying anthropology in a week, much less a few days. And having to share the few days with 4 subjects to study.. I think I won't have time to do anything else. My Psych test is on Wednesday. And the other three- Italian, Math and Anthro all fall on Fridays.

I don't know how I'm going to do three tests in one day. It's like I have to wake up early, get to Anthro class, take a test. Go to Psych class, then go to italian class, take a test. Then go for English class, then go for math class, take a test. My brain juice will be used up by the end of the day!! Morever, I have no breaks in between these 5 classes and that means no time to eat. and having an empty stomach while doing tests is awful. HIKS. I'm dreading it.

The salmon's cooking in the oven. The french beans are waiting to be cooked. My rice is done. Can't wait for lunch. I haven't eaten fish for more than 3 months. The family doesn't eat fish because Marc's allergic to fish. We eat mostly chicken all the time. A few days ago, Michelle and I got so sick of chicken we went to Safeway and bought a packet of shrimps and cooked them with egg. It tastes fabulous! I wish my salmon will cook faster.

It's 12.55. I should be at school, but I'm not. My Italian class was cancelled today. Out of all classes.. Italian. I wish they cancelled math or something. I had an hour break before math class and i didn't want to wait for two hours just for a boring math class. So I went home. Basically, I got up early to go to school today for NOTHING.

Last night, I was in Michelle's room foraging for books. I don't like most of her books because I've read them when I was 10 or 11. But I was looking through some of the books that Marc's mother had left behind. They're all so beautiful. There are many volumes of hardback classics. You know, the type with a plain cover and yellowing pages. And when you open the book, it has the loveliest illustrations. I love those kind of books. I absconded with a book of poetry. It's absolutely lovely! There are thousands of poetries inside with different themes. Of course my favourite poem is still "The Lay of the Last Minstrel". Nothing beats a Scots poem.

OH and I found a poem on daffodils. It's so absolutely marvellous! Anyways...my beanspouts are calling out to be cooked. Ciao!

Just finished watching Harry Potter and the Goblet of Fire. It was out on DVD today and the kid in the family really loves Harry Potter so her mom (who also loved it) when to get it today. Yup.. I think shark boy Krum really has very little screen time. and everything is like chop chop. I didn't notice it much when I watched it in the cinemas cos it was my first time watching, but now that I see it. yeah. everything's rather abrupt.

Well, wanted to talk about a few more things but it's 12am. (the movie took a while..) so i guess i better go school.

I DREAD school.

AHHH Anthro is driving me nuts. I'm making notes for the upcoming tests, but it's giving me a big headache. he gave us like 17 questions in the study guide. you might think 17 is so little. hell no. One question is like 4-5 questions clumped as one. and it takes me like one hour just to find the asnwers and write down one question. It's like his study guide is so disorganized! notes are all over the place and i'm like getting so confused.

Plus I can't even find the answers to some of the question. it's not in the textbook and not in his notes either. it's driving me nuts. half the stuffs he teach, only part of it is from the textbook. He likes to teach his own ideas too, cos sometimes he may have diff ideas to how things should have been and that makes things even more confusing as his notes are crazy confusing and disorganized. Taking notes in class is crazy. You'll find your notes messed up before long cos the notes he writes on the board are like super super disorganized. he'll write something, and then just keep adding, and he goes to another topic, comes back to whatever topic he was talking previously. AHH it's messed up. Half the time i have no idea what the heck he's talking about. The textbook is so much clearer but i don't think he's really teaching the textbook or whatever.

AHHH! There's no way I can get an A on this test. It's nuts! UGGHH STUPID ANTHRO CLASS plus there's so much facts cos it's 6 chapters total that's tested. it's crazy. i've never done Anthropology before, I've only done it for like 2 months and 6 chapters are tested. I'm DEAD.

As I walk home, the wind is blowing my hair about and the flowers are swaying from side to side. Two different types of daffodils bloom together in harmony. In the distance, the road winds up and further up. To the left stands the brown fortress of Mt Diablo. The wind continue to blow, the wind chimes sing and dance.

The cat looks up at me. I bend down and give it a pat and resist the impulse to squeeze it half to death because it is the epitome of cute-ness. I dig my hand into my bag and grope around for that silver key. Fishing it out, I unlock the door and open it.

TA-DAH! I'M HOME!!

I'm starting to like it here. The weather can be intolerable at times, but sometimes it can be really nice. When the wind blows, I feel like spreading my arms and closing my eyes. I think I shall go and climb the hill tomorrow if the weather is good. It's wonderful soothing to be up on that hill. The whole city is within sight and the air is just breathtaking. It has been raining a lot these days, but when morning comes, the sun comes back shining again.

Last night it was raining so heavily and the thunderous sound of the rain is quite disturbing. However tucked safely in my (not-so-warm) room, I still feel quite safe nevertheless. It's good to have shelter when it rains.

I only had Italian class and Math class today. I think I like the two classes. I admit Math may bore me half to death at times, but I think my math teacher is a very knowledgeable person. Yes, at times, his overly-simplistic method of doing things may irritate me. But to someone who has never learnt all the things before, the teacher is really invaluable. He's got a lot of experiences and knows origins of maths, the stories of mathematician (which he sometimes would tell to us) and others. Unlike Singaporean teachers who just knows how to give math homeworks and doesn't have any other experience than teaching math, this teacher is different.
His students were once the guys who during the Cold War, would have pressed the button and Moscow to pieces if ordered to. And he's taught in Turkey before. And he was once the student of a Mathematician who created the Linear Programming, so he has a lot of knowledge on that. Well, I guess I'm starting to like Math a bit more. I don't really have any friends yet actually, in math class. (and I probably will never). But I guess there's just a relaxed and friendly atmosphere in class that makes it comfortable. And at least I have a partner. I mean, we don't talk or anything and the only time we do talk is when I ask him questions. But actually I like it, having a quiet partner. I guess some people may find it weird, you know, like they might prefer someone to talk to in class and stuffs. But I actually like a person who will just sit quietly next to you, and laugh when the teacher makes a joke and some other responses. You know they are there, and the presence is enough.

Unlike Anthropology class though.. where the atmosphere is relatively cold. The teacher's talking. Students are dozing off. And honestly, everything just feels foreign. and when the teacher makes a joke, nobody laughs except he himself. I guess in a way, the teacher is sometimes a little bit conceited and can't keep his thoughts of religions to himself. But I guess I'll just plod through class and get it over with.

As for Italian, Italian is always great. haha. Today was weird though because the Italian teacher kept pointing at me. Like, there were these two people who asked him what regions on the map are going to be tested. and Suddenly, he's pointing to me. and I'm like O_O HUH? then the two students looked confused, and he just pointed at me. and finally, the girl turned to me and asked me and I told her. Later, he told us to write the answers to the questions on the board. I'm too lazy to write on the board all the time, and I guess he knows who are the people who's been sitting down all day. So, when finally there were some unanswered questions left, he pointed at me again. and I'm like.. egad.. quickly go to the board and write down the answer. Today was funny though. cos we have to do this exercise. and one of the questions was "Are you afraid of your Italian teacher?" he picked a student to answer and she said: "yes, I am afraid of my Italian teacher."

and he gave this funny look and the whole class started laughing. It's hilarious.