"Pay attention to the cracked streets and the broken homes,
Some call it slums, some call it nice.
I wanna take you through a wasteland I like to call my home.
Welcome to Paradise"- Green Day, 'Welcome to Paradise', Kerplunk! (1992)
It's not everyday you see a blog post that begins with Green Day lyrics. But this is the day I want to shake something up, before the the sands of time run out of the hourglass and........ I must go back to school.
Ciao guys and welcome to my last blog post before my holidays end.
For those readers who still go to school, do you ever get that feeling in the holidays where you actually WANT to go to school because your friends are there, you need something to do and maybe you have a fabulous tuckshop/canteen/food exchange place? I do, but for reasons other than the fabulous canteen.
There's my group of friends, those few teachers that like me, history lessons, that one hot guy with the amazing smile, drama lessons, the playground that I never had and of course THAT hot guy.
But after about a week, the initial fun will wear off and then BAM! You're bombarded with assignments, homework, maths lessons, getting out of bed in the morning so you don't miss the bus, sick bay ladies who tell you that you're overreacting, tiny libraries, uniforms, sports lessons..... And then you hate school and everything and everyone in it. Eventually the importance of spying on boys isn't as much of a priority to you anymore.
You pay attention to the boringness and the weird people. Some call it school, some call it prison. And yet I'd like to take you to the institution I like to call my school. In the end, it's paradise.
For me, it's a place where I can be myself. Yes, there is the possibility of my house, but mine's full of basket cases. It's a place for friends. And while I do have Facebook, without school, I'd have 97% less contacts. And in the end, it's not so bad once you look past maths lessons and assignments....
So lesson learned: school isn't always 100% sucky. Moving on, I must discuss my holidays:
They were sometimes boring, sometimes wasted and one time they were just downright creepy, but when they weren't, they were some of the best days ever. It's not every day you watch loads of Doctor Who, go to the movies, hang out many times with friends, ice skate, dispose of demonic reindeers, eat lots of sushi, go to the beach, listen to history podcasts, go swimming, finally get around to watching The Little Mermaid, meet new people, narrowly avoid being stung by a stingray and save someone from the same fate, watch a foreign film (2001 French movie, Amelie- amazing!!) and download the soundtrack (also amazing), meet old friends and read good literature. Well, you could, but when would you find the time?
I loved these holidays and they were amazing. But it's time to go back to school and balance things. Musical practice, instrument lessons, homework, assignments, social life... and my blog. It could possibly go right, or horrifically wrong. Either way, what a fantastic future post topic...
So if you have any ideas for posts, anything at all, let me know in the comments below.
Arrividerci, Vivmarie1407
Some call it slums, some call it nice.
I wanna take you through a wasteland I like to call my home.
Welcome to Paradise"- Green Day, 'Welcome to Paradise', Kerplunk! (1992)
It's not everyday you see a blog post that begins with Green Day lyrics. But this is the day I want to shake something up, before the the sands of time run out of the hourglass and........ I must go back to school.
Ciao guys and welcome to my last blog post before my holidays end.
For those readers who still go to school, do you ever get that feeling in the holidays where you actually WANT to go to school because your friends are there, you need something to do and maybe you have a fabulous tuckshop/canteen/food exchange place? I do, but for reasons other than the fabulous canteen.
There's my group of friends, those few teachers that like me, history lessons, that one hot guy with the amazing smile, drama lessons, the playground that I never had and of course THAT hot guy.
But after about a week, the initial fun will wear off and then BAM! You're bombarded with assignments, homework, maths lessons, getting out of bed in the morning so you don't miss the bus, sick bay ladies who tell you that you're overreacting, tiny libraries, uniforms, sports lessons..... And then you hate school and everything and everyone in it. Eventually the importance of spying on boys isn't as much of a priority to you anymore.
You pay attention to the boringness and the weird people. Some call it school, some call it prison. And yet I'd like to take you to the institution I like to call my school. In the end, it's paradise.
For me, it's a place where I can be myself. Yes, there is the possibility of my house, but mine's full of basket cases. It's a place for friends. And while I do have Facebook, without school, I'd have 97% less contacts. And in the end, it's not so bad once you look past maths lessons and assignments....
So lesson learned: school isn't always 100% sucky. Moving on, I must discuss my holidays:
They were sometimes boring, sometimes wasted and one time they were just downright creepy, but when they weren't, they were some of the best days ever. It's not every day you watch loads of Doctor Who, go to the movies, hang out many times with friends, ice skate, dispose of demonic reindeers, eat lots of sushi, go to the beach, listen to history podcasts, go swimming, finally get around to watching The Little Mermaid, meet new people, narrowly avoid being stung by a stingray and save someone from the same fate, watch a foreign film (2001 French movie, Amelie- amazing!!) and download the soundtrack (also amazing), meet old friends and read good literature. Well, you could, but when would you find the time?
I loved these holidays and they were amazing. But it's time to go back to school and balance things. Musical practice, instrument lessons, homework, assignments, social life... and my blog. It could possibly go right, or horrifically wrong. Either way, what a fantastic future post topic...
So if you have any ideas for posts, anything at all, let me know in the comments below.
Arrividerci, Vivmarie1407
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