Birdy

Today has just been shitty,
Pardon my language, but there really is no other way to describe it.
It didn't start out too horribly.
Scratch that.
I had a calculus test, which I didn't study for. I don't think I did very well, which is upsetting in of itself. Calc is my favorite subject, but looking at those questions, and not knowing what to do with them makes me feel incredibly unintelligent.
I think that's one of the worst feelings, for me anyways. Feeling inadequate. Because, really, intelligence is pretty much the only commendable attribute that I have, in my opinion. And I feel that it's a very important attribute at that; ergo feeling that I lack it is terrible.
But I digress.
I certainly did not do as well on yesterdays chemistry test as I had hoped. I made a few simple, yet costly calculation errors, and while my mark was still decent, I feel that I could have done much better.
To top it all off, I came home to find out, in the most unpleasant way possible, that one of my two blue budgie birds had passed away this morning.
And it's not so much the fact that he died - even thought that was terribly upsetting - so much as the way I was told.
It may or may not be public knowledge that my parents and I have somewhat of a strained relationship. Nothing I do is ever quite good enough for my father, and my mother doesn't really seem to care about it. That sounds very harsh, and probably full of teenage angst, but I assure you (who is 'you' anyways? Does anyone actually read this?) that it is nonetheless true. Anyways, upon returning home from school, my dad let me know that "that damn bird is D.O.A., and it's your fault."
Yes, my fault. Insert one sided discussion about how I am a bad human being who is incapable of doing anything correctly, especially caring for another living thing. To top that off, my mother told me to stop being such a baby and stop crying.
That especially, angers me. Because, even though my troubles may seem trivial, I feel that it is entirely unfair to completely write them off.
I really love and care for all of my animals, and am quite shaken by this indeed. Sorry for dumping all of this here, but there really isn't anywhere else to put it.
I'll miss you Birdy. I'm sorry.
<3 Vik

In Which Vik Describes her Awesomeness.

Alternately Titled: I have no use for modesty.
This just in. I am full of awesome. (Contrary to the widespread and popular opinion that I am full of other things.)
Why, you ask, is Vik so very full of awesome? You knew I was great, you just knew it, but what could this new facet of my awesomenesss* possibly be?
I completely ACED my diplomas.
I mean truly obliterated them.
Okay, well, maybe I didn't obliterate them, but I did really well. Much better that I had expected.
In math, I got a 92, overall, with a 94% on the written portion. In English, (which I completely thought I failed; I didn't think think that my essays were on topic AT ALL) I got another 92, with a 90% on the written part. And in Social Studies (which in my opinion is a very dull subject) I came away with an 88%, and drumroll please....100% on my essay!
This brought all of my academic subjects to an 88%. Coupled with my 96% in Instrumental Music 30, I have a 90% average. That's pretty great folks! 90%!!!!!! I quite honestly think I've got a fairly decent shot at getting into University of Toronto now!
Knitting news to follow, sometime this week! I've run out of yarn for the secret project, and must obtain more!
<3 Vik


*Note to Self: Invest in thesaurus. Find synonym for awesome.

Hey-o

Alright!
Almost a month since my last post!
So, my courses are definitely easier this term. Physics, calculus and chemistry, ohhhhhh yeah. I'm not missing those essays at all. However, there is a lot more homework. It isn't that it's hard, there's just an awful lot of it.
Not so much though, that it has been inhibiting my knitting.
My secret project is still going well. Hopefully, it'll be done soon. However, in order to break with the monotony, I've been on a dishcloth kick. Dishcloths all around!
I've done the ballband dishcloth from Mason Dixon. Two in fact. I absolutely love that pattern. I also did their "Dishcloth Reloaded". I've decided that my Nan and Auntie Carol, as well as the Boy's mom and Baba will recieve the fruits of my labour.
Mostly, because my mom has more dishcloths than she knows what to do with.
Pictures, once the Source fixes my camera.
I've been keeping with the Project Spectrum theme, using blue and white in my secret project, as well as in the dishcloth reloaded. Hopefully, I can work on dad's (blue) socks sometime this month too.

In other news. Diploma marks come out this week. I'm nervous, and excited at the same time. Hopefully, I've done well. At the very least, well enough to merit acceptance to U of T.
For now, I are off to sleep.
<3 Vik