BusyBusy

Okay, I know I broke my own rule about updating my blog at least once a week, but it wasn't my fault, I swear. This past week with my classes and my online courses, I had so much homework. I haven't had much time to do anything else. But I'm finished all my online assignments that are posted, so I'm not as bogged down as I have been. Oh yeah, in case I haven't mentioned this already, I am taking two online courses this year. Socials and Planning. Because of that I have one spare in my day. I like it. It gives me time to work on homework so I don't have to take it home. What makes this semester difficult is that I'm taking five classes instead of four, and four of them are academic. I think. Math, Science, Spanish, and Socials. Maybe Socials isn't. Oh well. It's still a lot of work. But I'll try to keep posting more.
My mom is still healing, but she seems to be doing a lot better. As usual, she does too much at times and has to lie down for a while, but she should be all better soon. I hope.
Tasha is still packing for Australia. She is only allowed to bring one backpack, so she has to stuff everything into a red hiking-type backpack thing. Yeah. I'm great with describing things. She leaves on Thursday and won't be back until the day after my birthday, I believe. I'm gonna miss her bunches and oodles and stuff. It'll be hard to be separated from her for that long. I'm missing a day of school to bring her to the airport. Actually, I'm missing two days of school this week.
Tomorrow is a work day for tenth graders. Instead of going to school, we go straight to our work site. It's the same length as a school day. Because of this I'm missing two days of school in a row. That is a good thing, but at the same time I'm dreading it. I have to miss math, which is grade 11 so there will be a class that I'm missing tomorrow. I hate missing school. It's so hard to catch up. Oh well, I'll manage.
Another sad story is that I'll be missing pyjama day on Thursday! That's, like, my favourite day of the school year! I'm quite upset. Maybe I'll wear pyjamas to the airport in honour of this glorious day. That would be fun.
I think you're just about caught up on my week. Hopefully you'll hear from me again soon.
Oh! I just remembered...I can't believe I forgot! On Sunday we had a Loewen Faspa. It was a big dinner for all the Loewens to come together before Tash leaves. It was a blast, as all Loewen get-togethers are. Of course Rosanna had to come up with something outrageous. She brought a green sweater decked out with Christmas decorations, because Tasha's going to be gone for it. She also had a little game. We weren't allowed to say the words: baby, Australia, or fun. Whoever caught someone saying one of these words got to pick a Christmas carol for everybody else to sing. It didn't last very long, but it was fun. I love you Rosanna!
Okay, I think that's really everything now. If not...too bad. Talk to you all later.

DC4K

Tonight was the second night that I helped out Chrys and her friend Vanessa in DC4K(Divorce Care for Kids). It was so much fun. We've only had two girls the past two weeks, but they are so much fun to be with. Tonight we had a very special activity amidst all the other things we did. We painted. But not with paint. Vanessa brought shaving cream and put five dots on the table, one in front of each of us. We each spread out our spots so they were flat. They were our canvases. We drew different things, and then to erase we just mixed it all up again.
But that's not the end of the madness. Somewhere along the line, one of our girls got the idea that we should spread it all out so it covered the table. And we did just that. It's amazing to me how much space five spots of shaving cream can cover. We covered that entire round table, and once we finished we drew one big scene on it. Trees, flowers, birds, a beautiful nature scene. Of course, it wasn't nearly as much fun to clean up afterward, but it was definitely worth it. Unfortunately, no one thought to bring a camera, so we don't have any pictures for you. But you can take my word for it, it was a lot of fun.

Not terrible...

Well, I have officially survived through a full week of school. However, at this point I find it hard to believe that it hasn't even technically been two weeks since I went back. I'm already settled into a pattern and have my routine. To be quite honest, I rather like this semester. I like my classes (Spanish, Math, Science, Socials, Planning) and my teachers. That is quite a change from last year, when I hated all my teachers (bad, I know, but they don't exactly make it easy to like them, even a little bit).
I thought I was going to hate the semester system, but I rather like it. I can't explain why, I just do. I'm glad that I have all but one class with my friend, Lindsay, but I would like to have classes with my other friends as well. Maybe next semester.
My mom is doing okay. She's still at home, and still taking it quite easy, but I think she is regaining her strength. She's been going for her "walks", which are just laps around our property. I think she did three one day this week. But now Chrystal is really sick, and not feeling good at all. Jeepers. My family can't seem to go one week without someone being sick. That needs to be fixed. Especially since I'd probably be next.... I know, I'm so considerate of others. Talk to you all later!

Home again, home again.

Once again, my mom has returned from the hospital. She is still recovering from her surgery, however, so she will be taking it very easy for a few weeks. That means no working, no lifting heavy objects, no bending down to pick something up. She just needs to heal. I'll try to keep you more updated on her progress than I have been. Sorry about that, but Chrys usually keeps her blog updated, so you can check that out as well.

1:10 a.m.

Take a moment and read this title again. That's a.m., not p.m., people. Now, what does that time mean for you? Well, for me, it usually means that I'm lying in bed sound asleep dreaming sweet dreams. However, last night my body had other ideas.
I woke up for some reason, and my nose felt runny. It took only a second to realize that it was bleeding. I rushed to the bathroom and then had to stand there for ten minutes waiting for it to stop. I noticed, while waiting, that I had gotten three rather large spots of blood on my pyjama pants. What a great night, hey? But what can you do? These things happen.
Although I'm quite tired today because of that little incident, I am thankful that I woke up. Otherwise I would have bled all over my pillow and sheets. Also, I may have had difficulty breathing, seeing as most people usually breathe throught their noses when they sleep, myself included. These little details make me wonder at the amazing God we have. He planned us without any flaws, and thought of everything down to the way our toenails grow. He made it so that my body would wake me at the first sign of that nose bleed. That he loves us enough to pay attention to those things blows me away.

Bad Beginning

As many may know, today was the first day back to school. I am entering grade 10 this year. when I received my schedule, they had forgotten to put Math 11 in it. I am taking Math 11 because last summer I took grade 9 math so I could get ahead a year. I tried to book an appointment with a counsellor to get it changed, but when I called they were completely booked. I was told to wait after orientation today to see one, but that line-up was so long that not everyone could get in. Now, I have to get to school early tomorrow morning to see if I can be one of the first ones in line. Unfortunately, the councellors won't start seeing people until 8:30, which is when first class starts. I guess it doesn't really matter, because my entire schedule might get changed around in order to fit math in there. I just prefer to know exactly which classes I'm taking and when before school starts. Oh well. That's life, I suppose. Things aren't always going to go my way, and I need to learn to deal with those times when they come. And God's plan is perfect, so how dare I feel sorry for myself. I'll just sit outside the student services offices and read my book until 8:30. I like reading. Maybe this isn't all bad.