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Elizabe✝h
Hi there.

I'm Elizabeth and I
like to write.
I wish I knew
where I was going
Humm

There are certain truths that I live by
One. I am Eilzabethbutwhatsinaname
Two. I seek happinessbutwhatshappinesswithoutsadness
Three. I pursue self-actualizationbutwhatifidontlikewhatifind
Four. I happily owe everything to Jesus Christ, my saviour and my God. I live for You alone.

Toronto, the city

I like Toronto. I live here.
It's kind of small compared to other cities, I think. Not quite as developed. The subway coverage really sucks.
But I like Toronto. It's urban and vibrant and so diverse. I want to explore it all!

A reader lives a thousand lives before he dies. The man who never reads lives only one

Jane Eyre
The Boy in the Striped Pyjamas
Holes
If Nobody Speaks of Remarkable Things
Le petit prince
The English Patient
The Great Gatsby


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“for i am forever changing”
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First Day of School
Tuesday, August 31, 2010 || 8:12 PM

I wanna watch YongSeo J I kinda stopped Khuntoria because they were awkward. So I hope YongSeo are alright J

I realized that whenever somebody earns money, somebody else is losing it.

The school messed up my schedule yet again. They placed me in Grade 11 French, even though I haven't taken Grade 10 French.
I was so pissed.
You'd think that after so many screw ups, they'd have enough sense to change the program they use. Actually, I asked a guidance person about that today. She was like "Oh, there's only one program."
Bullshit.
Do it manually or something, I don't care. Screwing up the guidance office's staff's lives are better than messing up the lives of >1000 students.
Besides, it's your JOB to get it right.

Thankfully, Mme Tavernese said that it was alright if I continued taking Grade 11 French. I was so relieved.
I'm gonna work my butt off and show that it doesn't matter that I missed Grade 10.
I learned imparfait, conditionnel, and subjonctif stuff today. From Wen Jing's binder.
I even corrected a few of her mistakes J
Actually, I'm still having some trouble with subjonctif. I'm hoping that I can review during lunch, when everybody else who took French last year is present. I also need to work with my irregular verbs. We're getting drilled tomorrow.




Today
Wednesday, August 18, 2010 || 8:10 PM

WELL.
I'm writing this via my DSi.
MWAHAHA...

But anyway, today us SITs went to YLCC (a camp at Pigeon Lake) and had a leadership learning session there.
I actually really enjoyed it :) Well besides the 4 hours spent on the school bus...
I found it really relaxing to be surrounded by the calm natural scenery, and to not have to look after any kids or clean up after them. Or prep things for them. Basically it was nice to be the camper again. There was no responsibility on my shoulders, nothing for me to do but have fun and enjoy the activities planned by OTHER people.
I even got to get tuck... FOR MYSELF! :D

It was really nice, just getting a break from all the campers (don't get me wrong, I love my campers) and getting to spend some time with people my own age, that don't need my constant guidance.
I got to know many of my fellow SITs~~

Tomorrow, though, is another regular day at work. Well, camp.



All about me
Thursday, August 12, 2010 || 9:32 PM

According to an online handwriting analysis, because my writing slants left, I am cold, indifferent, reserved, and I hide my emotions.

According to an online dream interpretation site, my constant dreams of yelling at various people are because of repressed anger. I supposedly feel like my opinions don't count.

According to an online personality test, I prefer traditional and familiar experiences; I probably have a messy desk; I am neither particularly social or reserved; I tend to consider the feelings of others; I tend to become nervous or anxious.

I did another Harry Potter quiz and Hufflepuff came up again. I don't wanna be in Hufflepuff! >:(
Gryffindor was the least fitting J

According this blog post, I am emo.

HA. I'm not emo. I'm just really bored. J




I feel so wei
Wednesday, August 11, 2010 || 8:37 PM

Today, like usual, I was sitting in the cafeteria of Seneca College after camp ended, waiting for my mother to pick me up. I was writing a lesson plan for the campers when this smiling Chinese guy takes a seat diagonal from me. My thoughts are in purple italics.

OMG IS IT THAT CREEPY STALKER FROM THE DAY BEFORE??
Him: blah blah blah mando mando mando
Me: (oh wait it's not the stalker…) Oh, um, I don't…
Him: Oh, you don't speak Chinese? Are you Korean?
Me: I speak Cantonese… (please go away, I don't speak your language)
Him (in Cantonese): Oh, I speak Cantonese too! (Dammit...)
I think you're really pretty (wait WHAT DID HE SAY?) and I really want to get to know you. (He was so polite O.o he said 認識!!)
Me: I'm fifteen. (HA! That'll scare him off!)
Him: WHAT? What – why are you here then? I thought you were a student.
Me: I work here; looking after kids.
Him: Oh well, I really want to認識 you. Can I have your MSN?
Me: (Oh God…) I don't have MSN.
Him: Oh! Haha, do you have *some Chinese program* ? I used to have it! Hahaha!
Me: … I don't know what that is… (go away…)
Him: OMG, don't tell me you grew up here?
Me: (HAHA maybe he'll go away now!) *nods*
Him: Oh! Well what high school do you go to?
Me: Somewhere in Markham (I'm not telling you…)
Him: Oh, the one next to P-Mall right?
Me: No.
Him: … Well I still want to認識 you. Can I have your phone number? (Noooooooooooooooooooo! I can't even say that I don't have a phone because my phone is sitting right there)
Me: Oh… no.
Him: Well (OMG I JUST SAID NO)
can I give you mine?
Me: … (omg… go away…) I have paper…



So he gives me his number and tells me that I can message him or call him or whatever I want so that we can hang out.
Then he finally leaves THANK GOD.

But yeah. After that, I felt really wei. Hehe.




Staff-in-Training at Seneca
Monday, August 2, 2010 || 3:48 PM

Tomorrow, I'll be starting my SIT (staff-in-training) session at Seneca for their many summer camps.
In the morning I'm doing Crime Scene, and then in the afternoon I'm doing Mini Meds.

I'm so nervous!! I'm arriving like… 45 minutes before I start too… and leaving an hour after the I'm done. L

I also have to plan and lead 5 activities. But I don't want to :O
Shh.. don't tell them I said that!

Oh well.

Tomorrow ..

~ Elizabeth