Please wait while I scream for a little while.  Like actually scream, my throat feels nearly raw right now.  You can ignore me if you want, I really need to scream for a little while though.  

Okay, so here's the story.  

I'm in grade 9 right now, I seriously can't wait until the year's over, it's been a y two months for me right now.  Life . A lot.  

So, as i mentioned in my last blog post at the end of April, I had a huge group assignement that I was working on.  It's a study about an ancient civilization with a group of 3-5 people.  It's a HUGE project, it's worth like 40-50% of my final mark.  So it's HUGE.  

Well, so my group who studies the Incas, we decided to do a parody of Lorde's "Royals" for a part of our project.  The weekend before the project was due, one of my partners, for purposes of today, I'll call her B, was sick, and my other partner, J, was away out of the city.  So we still had a lot of work to do, like propably 30% of our project to do, including the parody.  So your partners are unavalible, so what do I do?  I volenteer to do the rest of the project by myself, which meant doing the video as well. 

How did that go? 

Pretty well actually, I finished everything except for the music video quickly and moved onto the video.  The video took forever though.  I got back from school at 4 and immediately started working on the video, I did not take any breaks, except for supper and a few bathroom and snack breaks.  I worked for 10 hours straight.  TEN HOURS! I stayed up until 2, editing the music video and processing it and editing the singing and putting everything together and it's pretty good, here's a link if you want to watch it! (It's a pretty good parody if I do say so myself. [Don't laugh at my messy writing] {I don't show up in the music video, those are my partners, my hand pops up a lot though}) 

Anyways, I'm a type of person who needs at least 8-9 hours of sleep or else I'm a zombie.  So I went to sleep at 2 in the morning and I woke up again at 6 so that I could do some finishing touches and look over the script a few more times.  

My school starts at 8:40 so me and my group had decided to met early at school to make sure we got everything ready at 8:15 so that we could be ready to present in period 2, which stared on that day at 9:40.  I got to school at the right time and got the the classroom, ready to go.  Then, my partner, J, she ran up to me and said "Kei! Kei! I forgot all of my stuff at home!" 

SHE FORGOT EVERYTHING AT HOME!!!! EVERYTHING!!!! EVERYTHING I TELL YOU!!!  Like we had a little skit with sock puppet llamas so each of us had a llama, she forgot her llama at home.  And she didn't print off a travel brochure that WE HAD AGREED TO HAVE DONE THE MONDAY BEFORE. She hadn't given me the citations she used until 10 the night before WHILE I WAS EDITING THE VIDEO, so do you think that I could get it done?  Well, yes I did, at like 1:30 in the morning!  And she lost the map of the civilization, because she put it on the back of something that WE CUT UP!  Plus, she was supposed to put together the information sheets to hand out to our classmates and she was like "I can't get them onto three (the maxium) pages!" so I had to do that for her too! 

Our other partner was late because she lives on the other side of town and she missed the right bus so she needed to take a different one.  When she got there, I was pretty much in my panic mode beause J had forgotten everything else.  Anyways, somehow, we were managing to scrape together everything that we needed.  But the thing was that it was 8:40 and school was starting.  So because we were all in the same period one class togther which was gym, we ran down and begged the teacher to let us skip for one day.  Fourtunetly, they said yes, (it was gym, my gym teacher's pretty much chill, he's a guy's gym teacher technically so he takes it REALLY easy on my class which is all girls.)  

By the time period 2 started and it was our time to present.  By this time, I was pretty much filled with nervous energy and I was really nervous.  The presentation went smoothly and we got 90% on the project.  The thing about the marks is that we can split it up how ever we want, so it's like we have 90% times the number of people in our group, then we divide it how ever we want.  So Anne immediately said that I should get more marks because I did a lot at the end and it was by silent agreement that the marks would come from J's marks and B keeps a 90.  so in the end, I got a 94%. :) 

Totally not worth all the pain.  

But, that wasn't even the end.  I wanted to scream about J for the whole day but I have classes with her for the periods 1, 2, 3, and 4, so during Art which was 5th ,I just started screaming and ranting because I was so frusterated.  My friends who also had the same assignment were with me but all they said was "Don't worry, this won't matter,  because grade 9 doesn't count" (which it doesn't for university marks) but I was so frusterated and when ever we have a test and they get less than a 80% they all freak out and they're like "OMG IT'S THE END OF THE WORLD!" and they aren't worth that much in the final mark, but my thing, It was the ANCIENT CIVILIZATION PrOJECT!  It's worth 50% of my final mark! Of course I was going to freak out!!!! 

But all's wll that ends well, I guess.  Still, it's at the bottom the list of my favourite group projects.  

So in the afternoon, I have a "Arts Education" class, which in that class, it's all arts smushed into one class.  So there's drama, visual arts, music and dance in that one class.  As you know, I'm an artist, I love art so much and my friends who had Art last semester had so much fun in the class and I was looking forward to that class.  

Anyways, so my art teacher, he's.... a drama teacher technically, he just needed to teach Arts 9 which included everything.  So he's a DRAMA teacher.  So for TWO months, we did drama.  don't get me wrong, I like drama, and he thinks that I'm good at drama, but I LOVE visual arts, music and dance much more than drama.  BUT WE SPENT TWO FRICKING MONTHS ON DRAMA!!!!! He calls me Special K, like the cereal, and then when I mentioned that to one of my ballet friends, she was like "there's a drug called Special K." My full name is Keiko, (Kay-ko) and some people call me that, but he calls me Special K, like everywhere, on a list of performers, it said "Special K". HONESTLY, he's a teacher, he's a full grown man! He calls me Special K. I get that's so I feel comfortable in his class but now it's just getting so annoying.  So annoying... IT'S EASIER TO WRITE KEI!!!!!!! 

After 2 months of drama, we did visual arts.  I get that he's a drama teacher, but during art, all he said to me was "Wow, that looks great, Special K." I know it's great, I don't meant this to sound self centered, but you know, there's always something that you that you're good at.  It's not bragging, it's just simply saying that you know you're good at that subject.  I know I'm good at art, I enjoy doing art, but it's an ARTS EDUCATION CLASS.  I want to get something other than "That's great, Special K," because that's all that anyone says about my art.  I like to get comments on my art and when someone says that they like my art, it makes me feel nice and fuzzy and proud of my art.  It's an ARTS EDUCATION CLASS. I needed comments about my art, but no, he did not give me any!! I got more from my friends than from him! 

The next project that we did in art was make puppets . Me and my best friend were going to go alone but then my teacher was like "you two, go together." So we went together and we made Elsa and Anna from Frozen.  So we made the head and the hands and feet with clay and then the body was made of a sock.  I like being a perfectionist with my art because I'm known as an artist and I... like being known as that.  So i was painting my Elsa head and then my teacher came up behind me and said "Are you going to give her eyes?" OBVIOUSLY I WAS GOING TO GIVE HER EYES!!!! WHy wouldn't I? 

Later, after I finished painting the eyes and I was putting on her dress, (it was blue) he came back and he said "Wow, that's great, Special K, her eyes match her dress! Did you see Becky's(my best friend and partner)? Her eyes match her dress except they're green!" I honestly wanted to say "Yes... we planned it that way, they are sisters...." but I just kinda laughed and smiled. 

He honestly is like a little kid.  One day, I went up to him asking what i should do next and he was like "Kei, watch this video" and it was a video of someone getting kicked in the head by a person on a train.  His reaction was... scaring at the least... 

Well, back to the puppets, we needed to make a little skit with them, and the day that we needed to preform was the day right after the ancient civilization project that we needed to do and I was TIRED.  So that day, unfourtunetly, we had a sub, i'm going to bring up this sub again  so remember her.  Me and Becky didn't have anything ready so I asked really nicely and polietly if Becky and I could go on Monday instead and I explained my situation but the sub was like "No, your art teacher said that everyone needs to go together." 

WE HAD NOTHING READY! NOTHING! NOTHING AT ALL!! But she still made us go! 

I never cry, I hardly ever cry, but I started crying because I was so frusterated and I felt like I let Becky down.  We've been best friends since grade 4, and I felt so mad at myself for letting Becky down.  

BUT THAT SUB WAS SO FRICKING STUPID. LIKE THE MOST STUPIDIST SUB EVER! More on her later. 

So around this time, it was Victoria Day weekend (it's like the second last week of May for non-Canadians).  I'm in a program for school which is basically the gifted program so the gifted program went to Edmonton for the Victoria Day weekend.  IT WAS SO MUCH FUN!!!! We got to go to the West Edmonton Mall pool, which is awesome! Except I was on my period so I couldn't swim. :( So I sat on the deck and watched over everyone's bags because it's $7 per locker so I just watched over everyone's for the.  I was drawing Sungjong and my English teacher, Ms. K, came up to me and said "Oh, nice drawing!  She's very pretty." And I was like "He's... actually, never mind..." after she left, my friend who was sitting withme, was like "Isn't that a he?" Awkward moment with english teachers...

But my English teacher and homeroom teacher, Ms K, she always calls me Faye (Faye and Kei rhyme but that's where our similarities end), which is another girl in the other homeroom from the gifted program which she teaches too.  I'm good friends with Faye and we hang out a lot beccause... well... you know, we're friends and have mutual friends.  Ms K ALWAYS calls me Faye, some times I don't realize that shes talking to me and I'm writing something down and she's like "Faye, faye, Faye, Faye!" and then I realize she's talking to me and SHE NEVER STOPS CALLING ME FAYE AND I'VE HAD HER FOR THE WHOLE YEAR!  The only thing that Faye and I have in common are that we're Asian and we have glassses.  Other than the Asian-ness, we're totally different.  She's even Chinese and I'm Japanese, so there's another thing, I'm taller than her, we have different speach patterens and our personalities are totally different too. It's so frustrating!! Ms K doesn't even call Faye Kei ever and Ms. K, get your Asians straight!!!!

If you didn't see my update on Down the Road yesterday, the other day, Ms K was teaching us Julius Caesar and she was talking about how in forigen languages, even if you insult someone, they won't know if they don't speak that language.  So Ms K turned to one of the boys in our class with the last name Kim and said "If you said something in Chinese to me-" and all of us started laughing because all of us know that he's Korean, because obviously, Kim is a Korean name.  But apparently, Ms K didn't know so she was like "What? Whhhhhhhhhaaat?" were wre all going to explain but then he was like "Let's leave it here...." in the end we did tell her, and she was very suprised when we mentioned that Kim was a Korean surname.  All my classmates gave Kim Jongil and Kim Jongun as examples but then I was like "KIM MYUNGSOO AND KIM SUNGGYU AND KIM SOOHYUN AND KIM KIBUM AND KIM JONGKOOK AND I CAN GO ON FOREVER WITH KIM NAMES!!!"

We had another big project, which was pretty much our teacher was like "Okay, go. do what ever you want." I made a music video but then, everything seemed to go wrong with it, the clips wouldn't import onto my computer and it wouldn't export after it finished and everything went down hill.  It's pretty good now and I want to show you guys it, but it's not uploading onto YouTube so I'll post it later and share the link later.  Anyways, I realized that it wasn't exporting right so I needed an extention. Very fourtunetly, my teacher gave me one.  I finally handed it in yesterday and found myself face to face with a whole pile of homework.  Cries...

So this weekend, I have a ballet performance.  It's going to be fun.  But at the begging of May, right after the Easter break, my ballet teacher, Mrs J, was in the hospital.  She was diagnosed with Shingles (I thin it's called that...), which is a disease that attatcks the nervous system.  Me and my sister looked it up and it said that most patients die within a week or two of their diagnosis.  I've been taking ballet for 11 years with Mrs. J, she taght me so much, not even relating to ballet.  You see, ballet is much more than just moving around, it's an art, you need to use your brain, you need to move with the music.  It has more team work than soccer or other sports because you need to move as one dancer with your class.  Mrs. J has taught me to trust my brain, to be more and she's shaped me more than any other person next to my mother.  

It's been 11 years of ballet classes so when I heard that she was in the hospital, I was really worried.  Very fourtunetly, they caught her case of shingles really early and she's recovered.  Mostly, she's very tired and frusterated because she's moving slowly.  For the younger classes, I guess that they don't really understand what's going on but my class, most of us have been dancing with Mrs. J for most of our life so we know that if she took 2 weeks off, there's something seriously wrong. 

It's performace time, the whole studio goes to a theater and performs for the parents.  I want to help out where ever I can for Mrs J, so I'm looking after little tiny dancers.  Like they're 3-4 year olds.  THEY'RE SO ADORABLE!!!I was talking to them and one of the girls was like "I want to be a doorbell fairy!" when I asked what a doorbell fairy does, she answered wth "Doorbell fairy stuff!" She's just so adorable! 

Monday evening, we had a dress rehersal.  Unfourtunetly, I had a band concert on the same day.  So my day went go to school 8:40-3:25, go to the ballet studio to help out with one little kids class at 4:15, then another one at 5:15, then eat supper, dress with my ballet tights and leotard under my band uniform, with my hair and make-up on, then go to school and perform for the band concert at 7, get back to the studio at 7:30 for a my class at 7:45.  I got home at 9 and then I realized that my sister who was out, had my backpack with all of my school work in it.  So she came back at like 10 but I was so tired that I didn't do any work after that.  

But there was art assignment that was due the next day.  I didn't do it, and asked my teacher for an extention, saying that I was busy with the music video for the whole weekend and was at a ballet rehersal last evening, but he was like "It sounds like you're just making up excuses." WHICH I WASN'T!!! I guess I sounded like I was but IT WAS REALLY WHA TI WAS DOING!!! The assignment was answering questions for the movie "August Rush". IT WAS A FRICKING ENGLISH ASSIGNMENT!!! I was doing the questions and it felt like a English assignment that I ended up writing nearly three pages before I realized that it was an Art assignment and my teacher wasn't expecting that much, so I diluted it until it was one page but I wanted to write more... 

Anyways.  For the music part of our Arts ed 9 class, we did body percussion which is basically clapping stomping ect.  I hte it.  Apparently, I don't have any friends in the art class except for Becky, my best friend.  But the thing is for body percussion, it's a lot of stamping, clapping and LOUD SOUNDS!!!!! My friend, and partner on the body percussion assignment, which was to make 60 second routine, is very soft, she's quiet and soft, so body percussion doesn't suit her at all and it was frusterating.  

One day in art, that art sub came back.  Becky and I were forced to take on another partner and so we put her into our routine, the next day, she was gone, so we couldn't do the routine.  We were suppose to preform, but with our third partner away, we couldn't.  So we went and asked the sub if we could not perform today.  she was like "what would Mr. S (art teacher) say?" I said, "well, he would let us not go?" the sub turned to Becky and asked her the same question and Becky said the same thing as me. The sub said "You're going to have to preform tomorrow... okay?" and I was like that's what i want but what ever... 

Later on, in the same class, we were to play a drama game and there was 23 people and out of the 23, 19 were already in three groups of 6/5 from the other day.  So the teacher was like "the other 7 join a group." and all of us pause for a second and count the people in the room. One of my friends was like "Woldn't it be easier if we make one more group with the 7 who aren't in a group?" 

Guess what the teacher's reply was? 

"Mr. S said that we need to have 3 groups." 

Like it would've been easier if we made 4 groups! but no, "Mr. S said that you need to have 3 groups..." Like wtf teacher? And the game that we were playing would've been easier if we had smaller groups too!! What ever, teacher, I hope we never have you again.  

I seriously need the year to end now, like I really do.  I need a break from all of the work that we need to do and the stupid projects that we need to do.  

BUT. THIS ISN'T EVEN THE END OF THE MY STUPID WEEK AND MONTH, 

So, in art today, we started a dance unit.  I was seriously so excited for this unit, I'm a dancer of 11 years and I know Infinite's dances well and I can dance to nearly everything.  

BUT GUESS WHAT!!!! Did we do cool things? NO WE DID NOT!! GUESS WHAT WE DID? WE DID THE ING CHICKEN DANCE!!!! THE ING CHICKEN DANCE!!!

IT WAS THE CHICKEN DANCE!!! It wasn't even the normal one, it was one from a KID's WII GAME!! A LITTLE KID'S GAME!!! We had it projected up on the screen and we were supposed to follow the people on the screen,  AND THE PEOPLE ON THE SCREEN WERE DRESSED AS CHICKENS!!! CHICKEN COSTUMES!!!! YOU HAVE NO IDEA HOW DORKY AND STUPID IT WAS!!!!!

AND THEN WE DID THE HOKEY POKEY! With little kids dressed up as cowboys leading us!!! MR. S, DO YOU THINK THAT WE'RE IN GRADE ONE?!?!? I'M A DANCER OF ELEVEN YEARS! DO YOU KNOW HOW DEGRADING IT FELT TO DANCE THE HOKEY POKEY AND THE CHICKEN DANCE THAT WAS MADE FOR SIX YEAR OLDS?!?!?!?!? IT WAS SO ING STUPID!!!! 

Then we did the actual ChickenDance.  If you know the Chicken Dance, I like to sing with the lyrics as  "I don't wanna be a chicken, I don't wanna be a duck, so I shake my , quack, quack, quack, quack." And so i was jokingly singing it to my friends in that class and then Mr. S heard me and made me SING IT IN FRONT OF THE CLASS!!!! That...I... it... wh.... I don't even know what happened.  I... didn't want to sing that in front fo the class, for one I have a horible singing voice, the parody is mostly B and J singinig, and second, it's "so I shake my ", was I supposed to sing that part??!?

I hate Arts Ed so much.  Which is really dissappointing, I've been looking forward to high school art classes since I was in grade 5, I wanted someone's opinion, like real opinion.  When I'm doing my art, I need to ask someone "will you give me critique on my art please?" because I need some opinion.  I was looking forward to when I was in grade 9 so that I could get some advice on my art in art class.  Through the whole first sememester of the year, I was looking forward to art as some of my friends were in art last semester, but I had another class.  Art sounded so fun when the others did it, but I'm so frusterated with art, my art teacher is dajlkajdlskfjlkasjdf;k. 

Now I'm at 3900 words of ranting, which is more than come of the chapters that I publish... oops... 

Anywyas, thank you for listening, if you're still reading, feel free to talk to me because I just spent the past hour screaming out my feelings to you and I always have a year open! 

Biebie! see you soon! (hopefull if I don't die from the homework!) 

-WhereTheAngelsFly