dreaming of a new camera

I really want a new lomo-style film camera for Christmas. Which one should I choose?

Fisheye fun bundle (1 Diana, 1 Diana fisheye lens, 1 Fisheye camera) – 130$

http://canada.shop.lomography.com/cameras/fisheye-fun-bundle

 

Diana mini significant other bundle (1 Diana Mini, 1 flash, 1 cable release, 1 book, 3 rolls of film) – 150$

http://canada.shop.lomography.com/cameras/camera-deals/holiday-bundle-significant-other

 

Plastic fantastic bundle (1 Actionsampler, 1 Holga, 1 Diana, 1 Colorsplash) – 200$

http://canada.shop.lomography.com/cameras/camera-deals/plastic-fantastic-standard-2

 

Or the Diana Mini Rose – 120$

Like this one: http://canada.shop.lomography.com/cameras/diana-f-cameras/diana-mini-cameras/diana-mini-noir but in pink, not black

random fact of the day…

If the population of China walked past you in single file, the line would never end because of the rate of reproduction.

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I am listening to The Eagle’s “Hotel California” and feeling depressed. That might have something to do with the immense pile of homework awaiting me.

teenage love

I find it really dumb that people date in Secondary 1, 2 and 3. I personally have never had a boyfriend and don’t really want one at the moment. I think dating at 14 is a bit weird. what are you going to do together? Text romantically? Have *deep* philosophical conversations at each other’s house? If you ever want to go out on a date, your parents would have to drive you! It makes no sense!

A guy really likes my best friend, but she has no feelings for him. He asked her out via text, she rejected him via rext, they almost only talk through texting. Texting is not real conversations. Texting is pretending to talk. I hate facebook chatting and texting beacuse you always have a boring and pointless conversation. Admittedly, I like to blog, which is essentially talking to myself.

i am a crazy cat

Today our math teacher said that “trying to teach a bunch of tenagers is like trying to herd cats. It’s pretty much impossible.”

He is obviously very wise.

theatrical interlude

I went to see Secretariat yesterday night. This happened during a cheesy, “you’re a great mom!” moment.

husband of main character: I’ve learnt so much because of you.
my dad: like how to do the laundry. you’re never home, you bitch.

I laughed so hard that people in the audience said “be quiet!”.

math drama.

 

TodayI got the results of my math test back. It was not pretty.

I got a 75%, the lowest I’ve ever gotten on any math test ever in my life, as far as I can remember. In enriched math, it is normal for grades to drop by 10-20%. I went down around 20%. It wasn’t that bad, except for the fact that my father had to get involved. He announced that this was “disappointing” and he expected me to do a lot better. When I told him I was above average, he replied “yeah, but we want you VERY above average”. Thanks a lot. After that, he proceeded to explain a question to me. Three times. I had understood the first time, but apparently when your supposedly intelligent child gets *gasp* a 75% on one quiz, you are meant to treat them as though they were mentally handicapped. This was news to me.

It really frustrates me that both my parents, but especially my dad, are so obsessed about grades. They actually care more about my grades than I do, and I care a hell of a lot. I didn’t get highest overall for 2 years but not giving a crap, although this is what they seem to think. I just don’t like the fact that I wasn’t happy about my grade and they somehow managed to turn it into ”you are a failure as a daughter and we are ashamed of you because 75% is way below our standards”.

Thanks a lot.