Ah. New month. Lovely.
Roger Daltrey's birthday today. So, happy birthday, Rog!
I'm finally understanding the math today. Hadn't gotten it the past few days, but today it was super easy. I think I just needed that one study hall day to take a break.
Went to smart club. We actually had some people come today, but they all needed help with science, so I was kind of useless. And Kenny came today, which was cool, because I don't really know any of the other people that come. Well, besides Amy, and she doesn't come on Wednesdays.
I figured out how to not have to read all during Engineering. Volunteer to take computers places and whatnot. I got to set up two computers (though I'd be very surprised if I set them up right!) and take some boxes out to the parking lot. There were two guys taking boxes out as well and they asked me if I needed any help, could they take any boxes, etc. Which was nice. But just because I'm a girl ("but my ma won't admit it…") doesn't mean I can't carry stuff. I mean, I'm not a strong girl, not at ALL!, but a few folded up boxes, I can handle it.
Today in math, Amy and Michelle were talking about taking an extra year after grade 12. Now, I've always thought I'd do grade 12 and then go to university. I'd really like to go *this year*! I'm in the mood for change. Change is good, change is fun. I enjoy looking at all these universities and reading about them, reading about "student life", even though they're all basically the same thing. I just find it exciting.
But taking another year, I never really considered that. But thinking about it today taking another year will give me some more time to get my volunteer hours done. I can take fun courses, like yearbook, that I wasn't going to take because I didn't have enough time. I can take spares (which would be nice, because I'm planning on taking english and TWO math classes next year!). It gives us more time to save some money for university. I can take a little more time taking driving lessons. And, this was something I thought was a really good point, it gives my parents (and especially my dad) another year that I stay with them. I mean, I suppose *I'm* about ready, but I don't know if *they* are.
I mentioned it to my dad and he thought it was a really bad idea. I don't know why exactly. But… we'll talk to my mom, I guess.
I do lots of things for other people. I go out of my way to do nice things. Is this just another nice thing I'm doing for someone else? Staying another year for my parents? Putting other people's needs before my own? I really got to stop doing that.