Christmas break

I believe the Christmas Performance for PAS just got better and better! Instead of the total boredom of a blur of singing and uncoordinated dancing, I witnessed today pure entertainment in the the sense of the true christmas spirit! Although spending four hours in a performance seemed totally unworthy it and left me weary with fatigue, I still thought it was pretty worth it. I'm pretty sure anyone else who has attended would have agreed with me. Wouldn't you guys? Although I had some pleasant hours, I am not in the mood of writing a journal at this moment. Perhaps this is the reason I could never manege a journal on my own, I find all kinds of excuses for myself to just not write the journal for one day.

Truthful

To be perfectly truthful, I really had no desire to write my journal entry today. Yet since this assignment is mandatory, I suppose I will still do so. My day today was filled with the sound of pounding feet. After we had our morning classes, we had a nice burger lunch and was sent to Science Park auditorium to rehearse for our Christmas performances tomorrow. As excited as I was for the break, the christmas performance itself wasn't high on my agenda. Either way, that doesn't matter. What really matters is what the school wants. After coming back from our rehearsal, me and my friends immediately boarded another bus and played a match against a school. It was the highlight of the day since it was really fun and intense. Every move we made was with joyful vigor, and that was certainly a remarkable experience.

Christmas break COUNTDOWN 3 days to go!!!!

Here is a Christmas I have written to all. 

Dear all: 

Merry Christmas! I hoped this year has been going well for you so far. Christmas break is to the final countdown! Just think, in 3 days PAS will be merely a distant memory faded into the background( for two weeks anyway). How merciful will that be? Right now, the music I was listening to on radio was kind of distracting. For those who were curious, the song name is called " Run Joey Run" and it sounded like a musical number to me. Interesting huh? To be perfectly honest, I hope this song can be over soon. Now this blog post is totally random all over again and I do apologize for that. It's 12: 17 at night, although I'm not tired, my brain has been going a little fuzzy( I know this sentence along doesn't make much sense). Finally, merry christmas y'all! Have a great one! 

Sincerely,

Alyssa

Clam up

To " Clam up" means to be quiet or stopped talking. The idea is the clam often shuts itself whenever encountered danger of any form, therefore, it has some connotation to brevity itself. This idiom was often used to describe a person who was silent and was more of a fun metaphor than a rude commentary( Such as shut up). From what I was told, this idiom was common among many english-speaking societies and I personally find this idiom interesting. Just though it would be worthy to share. Right now I have more outbreaking news. WHat I hold in my hands is precious gold, something irreplaceable and just happened to fall out of the blue sky (not literally).  I can bet that you are dying of curiosity, and I will not keep you waiting for long. What I have is " The Diary of a Wimpy Kid"'s newest book called " Cabin Fever". I cannot wait to start flipping the pages. Thank you, Vivian :)

Enough of History

I've decided that I've had enough history over the past weekend to really resent it. Studying for history was a tedious process, and I had learned to dislike it. Right now at this moment I am stuck with the american revolution...No taxation no representation said the people at that time, " give me freedom or give me death" said Patrick Henry...I know this question may have sounded silly, but at this point, I really see no point of studying for history in the first place. I don't get what's the use of stuffing all of these facts into our already exploding heads. History has always been interesting to me, but tonight, seemed like my intensive history course is going to prove me wrong.

My " dear" friend

My good friend Angela exploded of laughter. " Did you become an angel?" she asked. " Perhaps I have." my reply was just as witty. " What happened to you Alyssa?" she asked again. " Are you Alyssa?" " Indeed I am. I was walking down the sidewalk today when God whispered into my ears with his kind words and I was gratified." I could tell that Angela probably laughed a bit more heartily, which will be good for her since she won't have too much to laugh about for the rest of the night. She has the busiest Friday schedule out of me and my two friends and will probably have to stay up considerably late. Here's a shootout to Angela who may have stopped by tonight, " Good luck with whatever you have that is going on! You'll need it!". Ok, that was quite cruel of me and I admit that.

Struggle

Hantine today in class reminded that the great TV show glee featured many struggles. Almost in every single episode, at least one of the characters have to fight a battle whom he or she could not win. Some were fighting against society because of who they are( Kurt and Santana), some were fighting against their past( Quinn), some were fighting against their passions and acceptance of their parents and family( Mike). Some were used to fighting against the world and took no real notice for how dramatically things have changed( Rachel) and some, were upset because they were not fighting anything; they have no passion for one thing or whatsoever, and had no idea about what to do for the rest of their life( Finn). I like to discuss Glee in my blog posts because doing so was so entertaining. I enjoy going in depth into each character and discuss their pros and cons and perhaps, relate to that. Now back to my topic. There are some other character who were at peace with struggling. Tina Chen has accepted who she was and was happy with what she has. Artie accepted the fact that he will forever be in a wheel chair and can never become a dancer, he later found his passion of being the director. Brittany was pretty much an exception, though she was a joy to watch. SHe doesn't understand much, and is probably one of the characters who has gone through the least sorrow.

Happy 40th Post!!

Before y'all shoot me down with sharp-whipping comments  pinpointing my title's every flaw, perhaps it will be a good idea to allow the writer( me) to explain. I comprehend that the number 40 has no symbolic meaning or whatsoever( But if you happen to know any, please comment below). So how did my title came to be? That me tell ya a little story. December 6, 2011 is suppose to be a cold winter and the weather forecast said so, shame on them cause they were dead wrong. The temperature today was nowhere near " cold", in fact, I am starting to doubt if our terminologies were different to begin with. Anyway, that event somehow managed to lead to this. I was looking through all of my blogs when I saw that my personal blog has accomplished 39 posts! Right than, it just seemed like a good idea to celebrate that. I know what you folks think. It's not an anniversary of any sort. Y'all can make it a...synchronical celebration for more blog posts to come! Anyway, now how my day went. Things went ok in school today. I got accepted press for the next MUN conference so I'm pretty happy about that, and...uh....I should probably try to sleep early today. Our christmas performance is next week, but I didn't feel prepared. What I can do is practice violin for orchestra and review the dance steps for our class show which I still happen to have no clue of the theme. Yeah me! Gotta run now! Happy 40th Post y'all! ( I know this is a terrible imitation of a southern accent. Please do not take this seriously)

Anxiety

I just found out through Facebook that our PSAT scores were out and I was really anxious. I knew I didn't do well; I am positive that I bombed the math section and possibly the writing section as well as with the reading...Then why am I so anxious? I suppose there is still hope deep down within me that hoped I will be able to improve my scores. My fortune cookie( again from Facebook) warned me to always have faith. Well, I suppose it applies for today. The quality of this blog post has gone down, I know that. It is as annoying to me as it is to you. We had a tiring basketball practices today, people were worn out after the sports day on Monday. In my opinion, a break should be mandatory. It will help us all.

A lovely Sunday of sports and laughter

The title of the blog post was intended to be a bit ironic, but not wholly. Thinking back, oddly enough, I did manege to enjoy the annual sports day event I had concluded as a " total waste of my precious time" over the past three years. Some events for this sports day are actually fun, and the system over all was better organized. Huge improvement from last year, a round of applause for the PAS teachers and faculties! I'm just kidding, it's not my place to say that. I really was just kidding, whoever PAS teachers and faculties, please don't take this seriously. As I have stated, I was just kidding, having a little fun, and filling up the spaces of this journal entry. Ha! Another joke, Mr. Dahl! Of course I was not trying to do that, get it? Get it? Anyway, today I participated in three sports day event- Soccer( I do not know why I am in this event, but the school organizes these things), the tug of war( and again, I do not know what I am doing there. I am not the strongest girls you can find, in fact, I might just be one of the weakest.) and 100 meter relay( that made a little more sense cause I did to several running events in last year's sports day). It was overall fun though, really, it really was. No kidding. Serious. This is not another joke, I swear. Sports day today was kind of fun, that I can also assure you. Not joking.

Basketball game

I say that we had ourselves a fairly beneficial afternoon filled with ovations, screams, and the sound of running feet. I am sure that none of you had missed our girls's basketball team 's formal skirt parade today; it has caused some turned heads. According to the Pacific American Girl's Basketball team tradition, on the day of the competition, all girls were required to wear formal attires to school since studies have shown that a person generally performs better when they were dressed more formally. I was uncomfortable at first, and I could tell that many other ninth graders felt the same, but than we got over it. We arrived at the basketball court at around 3:30 and the game started at 4:00 sharp. Although our team did not lose, I felt that I knew a little more about basketball than I did just a few hours ago. Sure, we weren't ready. At least, I wasn't. Yet our profound coach Mr. Lee has offered us some valuable insights many pointing towards the direction of trying new things. " You can't always wait until you're ready," he said. " Cause you'll never feel that you are." To me, it was a game well played, but we still lost. I need to work on dribbling, shooting, and overall confidence more. I also find it weird that none of us were using the strategies we spent so many long hours practicing, perhaps things would have been better if we have done so.