Bimbus

Hallo

I'm back! And it's good to be back! (Not that I've actually been anywhere). By back I mean taking a break from just continually rambling on about my story and posting it up on this blog. Finally I'm getting an actually me-telling-you stuff blog post thing. Yup. Oh and before you ask about the title, I have absolutely no idea where it came from either :D

So, I've been on 'HOLIDAYS' and I've had a shit time of it. You would not believe the amount of stress and anxiety that the word 'HOLIDAYS' actually brings to me. So, first of all, what is your definition of a holiday?
Mine : A time where you spend your days doing what you want and enjoying life before school starts.
UNFORTUNATELY, my hopes of a good 'Holiday' were crushed many a long years ago. So, back in primary school, I had just moved into Canberra. I was in year two at the time and I remember the thrill and dread of starting at a new school. I politely introduced myself to the class in my slightly flawed english and I decided I liked Canberran schools a lot more than Sydney schools. However, with my first semester report card in YEAR 2, I got a B for english. Oh And I only got an 'EXCELLENT' for maths. Or something ridiculously high like that. BUT IT WASN'T THE BEST. So what happened? I spent my two weeks worth of precious time, working on my english and solving maths problems. I never got a B in Maths ever again. Save high school. But I was and still am and idiot.
So my parent's definition of a holiday is much more different from our definition.
(Definition : A TIME WHEN YOU CAN USE YOUR STUPID HEAD TO WORK AND IMPROVE YOUR IDIOCY INSTEAD OF RELAXING AND PLAYING). Well fuck.

Also, I'm an AVID gamer. I cannot stress how much pleasure I get from watching tiny pixels go everywhere. It is, for me at least, also my only place of solitude. A place where I can rest, think about my actions, and what I can improve of myself. The only other place I can do that is my piano. Either way, I find my enjoyment in playing games with my friends, and there is only so much time I can spend reading a book, or playing piano/trumpet. So I also don't get why, in a time of RESTING and RELAXATION I am strictly NOT allowed to have my fun. Sure sometimes you got to restrict how much fun one person can have if they are shirking their work for it, but seriously. If I have ample time to do what I want. I think I have my own permission to spend my time however I want. Not how they want.

I'm bored as fuck, I'm wasting away my holidays by spending too much time at the desk writing and solving maths problems. I want a life god damn.

ggwp Parents. ggwp.

Peace out Girl Scouts