Quarter 4, Week 8


     To start it off, this week definitely should've been busier than it should've been for me, but thanks to a lot of cancellations and preferences it got shorter. Apparently, there was supposed to be 2 events that I was supposed to attend to but didn't. Firstly, the last ISA event, which was golfing, was something I had originally anticipated to attend. I had played golf for years; I live directly next to a golf course meaning that I could just enter it and practice through my backyard and do it as I please. With all things put together, you could tell I was somewhat prepared for this event. However, a few weeks in advance, it was cancelled. Obviously, I was disappointed and should've mentioned this during this week it was decided to be cancelled for us, but then I'd have nothing to talk about on this one. The second event is 8th grade banquet, which I didn't go to either. I'll just say that I don't care much about eating, it's not like I can't afford food or afford to go, my family could well enough feed me if I wanted to. I'm two things that help them save money, picky & easily sated. Besides all that, we are still working on the Aladdin choreography and dance which we're almost done. We've also been working on the gifts which we're almost complete on (except 2 specific people which one is going mental because of the other.) I'll still say that I hate having to sing, but I'm also very nervous for next week since that's when we have to perform.

A small section of what the golf course looks like (I pushed my brother into the sprinklers on this exact same area)

    A high this week was not having much to do again, it's already week 8 and I'm ready to die, I am in under no circumstances ready for another grueling experience of hard child labor. We've already been doing it all school year, so I'm ready to have my long well-deserved break in 2 weeks. A low this week is having to wait for Aloha Dinner next week, I don't have any hatred towards the event itself, but I will say I don't want to perform my dance in front of parents, especially the ones I don't know and my mother. My dad won't be there to see it though (for reasons) so I'll be half okay.

    A moral I learned this week is to listen to what your heart contents, remember, you are your own person and have your own choices and decisions in life. You have no right to feel or be controlled by others, and should feel humble, with you knowing that you have your own path to follow, and that you should enjoy the steps made to walk said path. Unless whatever your heart tells you to do that's illegal.

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