Trolling Dad

I’m such a troll.

Not the rude obnoxious kind…the kind that makes lame jokes and then giggles about it like a child.

I’m just so easily amused. I trolled my dad all weekend while he was watching a movie. I talked with my sister throughout the whole thing and made references to things that he didn’t understand.

Then yesterday morning I shouted the word my sister and I were screaming during the movie and he just sat there.

…but Dad, if you look at it this way, at least we spent quality time together as a family right? We ate pizza, we laughed…you glared at us. It’s all good.

I’ll get you something nice for your birthday.

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I Got This: From Teen to Adult

Every teenager between 16 and 18: I got this. I know everything. I’m smart. I’m an adult now…sort of.

18 – 19: I don’t got this…mom? Mom? Hey mom what am I doing with my life?

When you finally figure things out: Okay…this time I got this for real. I am invincible!

When you have your kids: I went through this! I know everything!

Your teens ages 13 – 16: No you don’t understand me at all! No one understands me!

You: Yep…I went through this.

Your kids after they learn their lesson on their own: I should have listened to you…you were right about everything!

You: I know. Everything is gonna be okay.

Why Do We Learn Some Things as Fact Versus Fiction?

I started thinking about this while reviewing for my exam: why is it that we learn about things that we know to be fictional as though it were fact?

It’s just a bit strange. A good example of this is how in the fourth grade we read stories about medieval characters such a Joan D’Arc (Joan of Arc), who we all know to be a real person and I recall doing my medieval persons illustration of Robin Hood. I also remember that the reading I had said something along the lines of (this was like 11 years ago), “It is unknown is Robin Hood is merely a fictional character or not.” However we learned about this guy as though he were an actually person, true to life.

Maybe it’s just me. I’m not sure if anyone else has ever thought about this. I’ve thought about it while learning different types of theories back in high school. I kept thinking to myself, “Why are we learning theories when they haven’t been proven?”

Now, I believed in Santa Claus for a long time, even when others told me he wasn’t real and even more than him, I believed in Rudolph the Red Nose Reindeer. Red is my favourite colour…and so his song was my favourite of them all. Plus you get to say that Santa wears underwear. I mean what kid doesn’t want to sing something hilarious like that?

I’ve come to the conclusion that the reason we learn about things that are fictional is so that we can take something out of these stories and theories, not actually take them as straight 100% fact. I got here by thinking about the nursery rhymes and Grimm’s fairy tales that we hear as children. Those were meant to tell us about events, and to warn us of different things. Little Red Riding Hood (here I go with red again), is about not trusting strangers with personal information. Jack and Jill is about King Louis XVI of France and his wife Marie Antoinette getting beheaded. La Belle et Le Bête (Beauty and the Beast) is about not judging others based on appearances. If your mother simply said to you, “Jimmy, don’t judge a book by its cover.” then you probably would reply with the good old, “Okaaaaay mom.” and walk away. However, if your mother told you this horrific tale of how a little girl and her grandmother were eaten by a wolf because the little girl told the wolf where her grandmother lives…you would probably never say more than a polite “Hello” to a stranger.

Why I Watch Kids Movies During Exam Time

Watching movies may not sound like the most productive thing you could do while you have several exams to prepare for. You’ve got to review everything you know about Tap Water before you can even think about going anywhere more than 2 seconds from your room.

Sleeping, eating, drinking, social interaction; these things that we need in order to survive no longer matter.

The only thing we care about is passing so that we can move on with our lives and never have to think about the complexity that is Tap Water again.

So why on earth would I watch movies during a time where my main focus should be on learning everything I need to know for the exam? The answer, though it may not seem like it, is very simple. Watching movies, specifically kids movies allows me to relieve stress. After being awake between 8am and 3am for almost two weeks, with one meal a day and little to no social interaction outside of the classroom, I decided while in my zombie-like state that I wanted to watch something…specifically something that would make me laugh, and so I began watching shows.

When I reacted the final of each of the shows I was watching/catching up on, I realized that the shows were themselves stressful to watch as some of the episodes would leave me near tears due to some of the subject matter.

Then I decided, “I will watch a movie I haven’t seen in years!” and started searching up all of these kids movies that I hadn’t seen since I was maybe…well whenever I last saw them. A lot of the movies that I like came out around the time I was born, which makes sense now because my mother would say that I looked like a character from one of those films when I was maybe 5 or 6?

Ever since I began watching these happily ever after, funny, annoyingly corny movies, I’ve been in good spirits about writing my exams and I also ended up forgetting how incredibly tired I was…or am. I’m still tired but I’m about to watch An American Tail 2. I’ve never seen this one, and my little sister and I used to sing that one song that Fievel and his sister Tanya sing when my sister got this doll, and it was the only doll of that kind that she owned…so we pretended her doll was waiting for her family to come to our imaginary toy land. Our stuffed monkey Zoboomafoo (r.i.p D’:), was like her caretaker and he’d carry her around the town and stuff…this is becoming a totally random slightly off topic thing. Anyways it was a great song and the movie was pretty cute. Plus I like history…so I know I’ll learn something from it. I’m Canadian so I’d rather watch A Canadian Tail but that doesn’t exist…and well, Canadian television is finally stepping up its game. I think it will be a while until we have another good film. Our documentaries are pretty great though. Yah…I seriously should just write for television so we’ll gain more popularity. I have so many scripts that my sister and I have made over the years and our friends really liked them. However I’m more of a novelist…who likes to use a pen name because I’m kind of shy and my mom recommended it even though she doesn’t know anything about writing…or really care about it all that much.

Okay my eyes are literally burning…and now they’re watering. I think I should watch my movie and go to bed right after.

I may be less active for a few days I may not…depends on how confident I am after tomorrow.

Good luck to those with exams…and just some friendly advice….don’t stay up until 3 am everyday with only one meal in your belly. It is painful…and you will end up eating very unhealthy in order to pretend you aren’t starving.

Oh and don’t tell yourself you’re fasting because like…you’re not, you’re just choosing not to eat because eating requires leaving your studies and you know that if you walk away you are not coming back until like the day before the exam okay?

My dad was right I do say like a lot.

I have a stomach ache.

Goodbye High School

Yesterday I finished my final exams and all I could think was, “Boy did time fly.” It feels as if moments ago I was sword fighting with my cousins by the lake, and then in a blink of an eye I’m an eighteen year old kid sitting on my bed reading all of the short stories I’ve written over the last two years.

I’ve said this many times in the last month that I am ready to move on to the next chapter of my life. I’m ready to try and do things on my own without my parents coaching me along the way (though their coaching does help me come to a decision faster…). I told my sister multiple times, “High school is done and I have no regrets.” I’ve forgiven the people that hurt me, left behind those that weren’t the right company, and successfully finally figured out which studying methods work best for me (insert props/daps here).

If there was anything that I could have changed, it would have been to get the nerve to ask an old friend of mine, “What did I do wrong?” Though I’ve told myself after not speaking to them for two years that I am over it. There is still this pesky little voice in the back of my head saying, “Ask! Just ask! It’s a simple question!” but I feel as though there is nothing to ask anymore. Two years is a long time…or so it seems.

They surprising spoke to me first…which I tried to be casual about. I didn’t say, “What the heck is your deal man? You ignore me for two years and then you come to tell me that your ‘boo’ wants me to wait for them? Yah…NO!”  I could never see myself saying that in reality, however if I did speak like this to people it would be very gutsy of me….I simply said, “Oh okay. No problem.” and that was the end of the conversation. Yes my friend hurt me, and yes we aren’t friends anymore but I let it go….

Okay why did I have to say that? Now that song is going to be in my head all day! Stupid…movie. Okay I actually like the movie. I’ve watched it three times with my niece. I think Hans is cool and I like Olaf because when I mimic his voice my niece gives me “warm hugs.”

Anyway! That was really off topic…so if I were to go back in time and change ONE thing it would be that I would straight up ask my friend if they were alright during that first week when they started avoiding me. And if they claimed that nothing was wrong and continued to ignore me then I would simply let it be. I wouldn’t fuss about it or let myself get hurt by it (and trust me it feels like getting stabbed in the chest when the kid you’ve known since the 5th grade suddenly starts to push you out of their life). I wouldn’t have dwelled on it for so long or spent the summer going, “Maybe I should go see if they want to get a slushie?” and never bothering to get off my butt out of fear that they might say no.

I’m just happy that the two years of silence were broken…and that I didn’t have break it.

Well that’s the end of this post because apparently my computer needs to restart in exactly 4 minutes!

Hope everyone has a great summer!

Random Rambling Blog Post….Why do I wake up so early?

Though I only have 3.5 days left of my time in high school, I am still finding it hard to imagine that I won’t be going back next September to say, “Hey guys! We promised to hang out last summer. What happened?”

Many of my friends feel the same way; however I’m the only one out of all of us who feels confident and ready to move on. I have no doubt in my mind that I am ready for life beyond these big brown doors, beyond this city…beyond the careful watch of my parents.

Everyday I am beginning to see how extremely precious each moment is in this life, and that I should cherish those moments, and make the best out of them. I face my fears, I take risks…well at least little ones (I’m not a fan of taking huge risks but I try once in a while…I mean as a teenager it is expected then again it gives my parents less to worry about).

3.5 days…wow. I have no regrets. None. I’m officially finished high school after my exams, and then it’s good by small town, hello small town. I like small towns.

I really don’t know what to write today…except that. It’s 4 am…oh 5 am now. I wake up at weird hours, but I wasn’t feeling so hot last night and I kind of have a weird thing going on with my head, but I’m sure I’ll survive. I have to go to school today because I’m teaching a class…yep…teaching high schoolers today. I want to teacher elementary school kids (though I have for the last year) but I have to wait until the weekend for that. I miss my kids when I don’t see them for a while. I actually want to ask if I can come in and see them occasionally when I’m back from school…my little kiddies….It’s like I’m a mama duck or something and they follow me around.

Ha…oh man, I’m tired. I’m going to go try and read a book. I don’t see a point in going back to bed if my alarm is going to sound off in about an hour.

Hope everyone is having a great week.

Happy Anniversary to my blog!

Rockford Parent: A Simple Thing Most Parents Probably Don’t Think to Do.

Rockford Parent: A Simple Thing Most Parents Probably Don’t Think to Do.

My sister-in-law shared this article on Facebook. Because it caught my attention, I decided to check it out. Whether you are a parent, a grandparent or someone who is just curious to give this a read, I do encourage it.

Here are my thoughts on the article.

I don’t have children yet, but because I work with young children I think that yes, this is a good idea, however I think that the amount of information being asked is a bit…much? I understand the child is young and unable to communicate but at the same time there is such thing as privacy. We constantly are warned about the dangers of giving out too much personal information and yet we are encouraged to do so. Kind of contradictory if you ask me. Now if your child has say, a medical situation where they may need immediate and possibly extra attention when in that sort of situation (such as issues with their heart/lungs), I guess one could say that the more information given to the rescue team the better. I feel that this is more of an opinion based matter. Whatever information you give is up to you. I think the important part is having that peace inside, knowing that you and your young passengers are going to be helped if a situation like this ever occurs.