So, I finished all my homework, so I'll just write another one.

His fingers danced along the keyboards so fast, the black keys almost looked like they were melding with the white ones. It’s like how a ballet dancer soars along the stage on the tips of their toes. I was consumed and mesmerized by how the pianist’s hands moved along the beautiful grand piano. Then the he ended the piece so fully and satisfying that you would want to listen to it over and over again until your ears went deaf. In that instant of joy, I knew that the musician sitting on the piano chair was playing Black Keys. The song written by the poet of piano.

Sorry I missed yesterday's blog, but I was too tired from the dance.


I was belting down the hall as fast as my two legs could carry me. I don't know what I was running from, but I have a feeling that I need to get out of this place as fast as I could. I couldn't see an end to the walls, the ceiling, or the floors. I was trapped in a tunnel that went on forever while something was chasing me trying to grab at me and pull me down. On the walls, there were doors on both of the walls. they were as tall as the ceiling and wide enough for me to fit in. I couldn't see an exit on this one, so I tried to open one of the doors. I quickly by cautiously peered inside to see if there was anything there. All was clear. The door was a change, but all I could see was another corridor, the only difference was that the doors on this one were white and the walls were black. I just kept running again, but now, I could see a black shape that was behind me. it was constantly changing shapes like a mass of a clay that was constantly being played with by a child who does not know how to use it. I ran and ran, but I knew that my strength was slowly decreasing and the shape's speed stayed the same.
I felt something brush against my side, so I immediately sped up think that it was the shape that was catching up to me, but no, I looked to my left and I saw the wall. It must have becoming smaller and smaller the moment we stepped in, the shape didn't seem to have any trouble getting past this obstacle because the child who was playing with it was flattening it to be as thin as a piece of paper. It twisted it's way through like a thin snake and gain some more space between us. I made the quick decision to just open another door to another corridor, but this door was a curious one, because I found it on the ceiling.
The first thing I noticed when I entered this hall was that I was standing on the wall. The gravity seemed to change when I went through those doors so that I was now walking up. This corridor also had windows, so now I could tell the weather outside. I ran up as fast as I could until I saw a door at the end.
I opened the door and I was out. I stepped into the sunshine a long way from the ground and I could see a mile all the was around. The shape just stopped at the entrance like when something is pressed against a window. I saw a small speck coming towards me. Suddenly it cam up right in front of us and stopped. What was the speck turned out to be a tall bearded man who was wearing a cloak and he said "I'm surprised you made it through :)" with a smile and then he said "Now try to find exit two." with the same warm smile.
Then he pushed me back into the hall, this time the gravity was normal.

It's really cool, but it's too hard for me to learn. XD

Today was the best day of my life! Not telling why though because it a SECRET \^__^/
But anyways, i did all of the Go program stuff :).

I finally finished my swim meet today, although I got many best times, I'm still not fully satisfied with my times, so I will try to train harder then I used to so that i can improve faster. I also need to work out more to build more brute strength and I really need to stretch my muscles that are all too tight.

I stood there behind the diving blocks of lane four. It was one heat before my swim race. I was trying to swim my race through my head, trying to imagine my name on the results at the top. I had painfully trained all year for this one event, I was ready, I knew that. Slowly doubts started to creep into my mind, "What if they trained harder?"
"What if my goggles fall off?"
"What if I slip on the dive?"
Every passing second doubts were leaking into confidence like when food coloring is poured into the clear water, drop by drop. I was set on getting the golden medal, the greatest accolade in every swimmer's mind.
The preceding heat was just starting their last lap, trying to make a final dash for the wall. The person next to me in lane five* accosted me and said in a acidulous tone, "Don't get in my way you skinny short guy." Then he left. I looked at myself, he wasn't right, but he wasn't wrong either. My arms weren't very big, but there was still some thickness to them. The bigger problem was that he was on the other end of the scale with huge biceps and monstrous looking chest.
The starter told us to step onto the block. Two steps to the top of the block then you get into diving position and wait.
"Take your marks!"
We waited for a grueling ten second then-

BANG!

The gun went off.



* usually lane 4 is the person who has the fastest time going in and lane five is the second fastest.

I walked through the misty layers of trees. Everything seemed so ominous in the fog and I abstained myself from running away in fear. Although the forest was fairly accessible, I refrained myself from accelerating too fast in case I trip among the abundant roots in the forest. I walked and walked wandering aimlessly and ate abstemiously in fear that I might run out of provisions. Though it was slow and tedious, I soon found out that it was a good precaution because I came to the edge of a colossal abyss. The abysmal pit was the abut between the mysterious forest and a tropical paradise. reading this in print may be an abstruse and abstract idea, but the chasm seemed to absorb everything into it like a vacuum. Whatever mist or birds that flew too close to it was getting pulled in by an invisible force, so I scurried back and instinctively held onto a tree trunk. Immediately I pulled back in shock because I didn't notice the abusive thorns that abraded my hand. With that swift movement I accidentally lost my balance I was thrown into the chasm.

Same idea as last time.

I had absolutely no choice at all. I was forced to unwillingly abet that coward to abolish the corporation of the man who helped me when others would only give a blind eye for me no mater how many abortive attempts I made for just a little bit of help. He never looked at us like we were someone abominable to him, but he treated us kindly like a guardian who is watching over a useless, abject piece of garbage. Sometimes people say that I am a person with low self esteem, but I say that’s because the truth is that I am abhorred by everyone. He says that I have to abduct my guardian angel’s only son. If anyone knew, they would definitely abase me because of my aberrant actions. Then it would already be impossible for the event to abate so I will be abashed since everyone found out, not to mention, I would be throw in jail.

Just trying to piece together a paragraph from the first few words in a dictionary.

The agony isn't a punch or kick at you, it goes deeper, deeper than a knife that penetrates through your flesh, deeper than starry night sky. It will make your mind go into chaos and make you have visions of people screaming from inside a deep unknown dark cave. So exposed to all the terrors. Slowly you know you are being pushed closer and closer, second by second. People are all around, so you scream and shout desperately for their help, but no pitiful voice comes out of your mouth. You see the distance between you and the chasm gradually becoming smaller inch by inch, while you struggle and beg so weakly for mercy of the unknown force, no knowing who or what it is. All that you can do is to brace yourself for the horror that you cannot escape. It will drag you down until you reach a point where you cannot regret, because it's already too late.

I've always wanted to go somewhere hot! Feel the warm breeze when you lie under the lush, green, tropical trees. Then you watch the rolling wave that gently glide along the beach leaving flecks of foam on the sandy shores. Then you can hear the waves singing their soothing lullaby while they lap against the beach. Slowly, you reach over towards your side and your fingers find a cup that you bring up to your lips to cool yourself down with an iced smoothie. So fine and delicate as it sends your taste buds dancing. That's how I would want to enjoy myself on a hot summer day.

I lost my internet connection yesterday so, I'll write my blog today.

I've always watched on TV how little kindergartens wear those funny little scholar robes and the hats then they stand on a chair and tell the parents who came to watch the performance what they want to be when they grow up. Well, usually I laugh at those little people, but I've really started to think about what I might do when I've finished my education.
First off, I need to at least finish a Masters at a good university. BUT, what will I be studying at the university? maybe law, economic, business. I really want to become someone, not the Mr. Garbage Man who nobody knows, I want to be someone that can help the world, someone who will strive to change the bad ways. (In speeches my elementary school teacher told me to make everything be said in threes :)

I pulled my calf today and it hurts soo much so I'm going to see the massage experts for sports injures. A little spoil I guess, but once in a while is OK. :)

I really wanted to join the swim team, but the day of the swim competition is on the same day as a field trip that counts towards your marks, so I guess that I can't join the team. 'sigh'
Other then the swim team, I'm not on any other clubs or organizations.

I have a plan to get my act together because if I really want to get onto the honor roll, I'm gonna have to work a LOT MORE then I am right now. so I will try to get A's in socials, science, math, PE, Band, French (sorry Mr. Olson.) and I will also try to get A's in the other subjects, but I don't really think I have to ability to do that so, I'll be quite content if I get 3 B's.

The map of Europe is now stuck in my head. The six characteristics of living things are also stuck. Then again, I suppose it's a good thing. I really want to get better at this song I'm learning on the piano and I need a partner to help me learn the four hands piano piece called Marche Militare by Franz Schubert.
hehe piano freak >D

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October is Energy Saving Month!
If you think about it, I know that we need to save energy and gas emissions, but I haven't really done anything to reduce our energy and gas emission. Well, From science, on of the characteristics of living things is that the obtain and use energy, so its impossible to not use energy, but we can still reduce the amount. I'll try to remember to turn off all the electricity I'm not using and take short showers. Now, our TV isn't working we will just unplug it and maybe give it to one of the electric alliances return depots. I really wonder if we can do something more to tell the rest of our friends to do the same. huh!

Today, was the first swim meet of the season. Although it wasn't a big meet, it just gives us an idea of how we are doing in this new season. I'm pretty upset with my 50 freestyle time because I didn't improve a single millisecond, but other races, I did pretty well. Also, our four best swimmers did a relay and tried to break the provincial record, even though the time was fastest, they had a very small mistake, a false start. So unfortunately, it didn't count. Now, I'm motivated by them to do better in swimming.

SOO sleepy today since i sleep at four last night. on the bus i met this guy who looked like part of the mafia because he was wearing his hood up, he had shades on, he was wearing something like a trench coat and he had dark jeans and leather shoes. Also he was sitting in the corner and had a laptop and a case that had a lock on it. creepy.

OK, I'm really really worried about the traffic during the Olympic games because I have to take the bus to school every day. i think i will wake up 30 min early then i'll be ok

The trees billowed in the wind and the branches swayed back and forth slowly with the gentle autumn wind. The ground was covered with golden leaves that were shining because the sun’s light was reflecting off of the last night’s rain. The pond was quiet and ripples slowly glided across the water only when the leaves land softly on its surface. The swans in the lake tenderly slid across the crystal clear lake like how an ice skater skates down the clean, white ice. There I sat, under the peaceful willow trees, in the cool autumn air, watching the reflections of the swans swim by.


Just a little something.

I already did two, the White House and the US Capital Building, but both of them are symmetrical, so I'm doing the Neuschwanstem Castle in Germany. I might quit swimming.

I did my first acupuncture today and it hurts a bit when it first pokes in, but it's better when it's been in for a longer time. To go with the acupuncture, the doctor also gives you a massage to ease out the throbbing feeling of the acupuncture. One thing that I wonder is how acupuncture actually relives the pain. It's just a couple of needles that they poke into you. Right?

I'm sorry I didn't do my blog yesterday, but I was at Jacob's birthday party and we were not allowed really allowed to use the computers. At Jacob's birthday we watched a movie on capitalism and it was pretty funny and we played rugby once we went back to their house.

The Go program thing isn't bad, but the movies are pretty unrealistic because I haven't been pushed into a locker or been shoved around by the gr 12.
By the way, I've been really trying to perfect this piano piece, but every single time I practice I always seem to get at least one note wrong or I don't have the right sound or my fingers don't move nimbly enough over the keyboard for the faster parts. WHY!?!?

Over the lengths of time I've been watching the news, I've always been wondering about a question, "Vancouver is such a wonderful city and it was voted to be one of the best places to live, but how come there is so much gang violence and homelessness in our city?" I came up with not answer. Mr. Olson, if you have some ideas it'll be great if you could tell me thanks!