Ah part two.

Firstly, got a confirmation of the reception of my application letter from UofO.

Secondly, not doing too well in Social or Math at the moment. I am seriously thinking of sending in my transcripts now rather than after the report card at the end of the month. Who knows, maybe I'll somehow do fantastically well by report card and it'll be good enough to get an answer. Beh

Okay, onto part two.

There will be mentioning of events. No names. Just, be vocal if you don't like what I have to say.

Yesterday, while on my way to the band room i ran into a rather angry individual and was complaining about how an alumni was back and visiting. (Mind, I had pointed out the obivious reason why said alumni came---for experience/visiting and she snapped) She wanted to talk to the other person who was walking with me (I had originally wanted to talk to him but eh. It's rather difficult...perhaps this is why I talk to adults more?) so I just turned and made my way for the band room. Unethical of me, yes. BUt due to my own personal problems that had nothing to do with a big overreaction of an alumni visiting because supposedly so-and-so hates the alumni, I just made my way for the band room. Chatted with some great gr 11 friends and the alumni and such. Good stuff.

Got to library, did English, explained to someone that choir would be filled with hate-talk. Got a reaction from another person who was there that I didn't expect. Was basically mad for the rest of the evening since I basically took it as a direct insult. The reactions to the alumni's constant visit grate at me and infuriate me to the Nth degree. So what if you don't like him? What right does that give anyone to say that he shouldn't or can't visit? That's so bloody hyprocritical. I know a great deal who are annoyed with this alumni's visit, would go ahead and do the same thing too if they could post-graduation.

I mean, seriously.....maybe I'm naive, maybe I'm too goody-goody, maybe I know this area of life but personally when I go to Banff Trail or Branton I get this feeling of happiness. I love those schools to bits. The staff from my years there who helped me are still there to an extent. There are kids from both schools that I've known for 5-10 yrs now and I've watched them grow up and when I visit I get greeted by kids I've seen mature, go through phases and grow up. I don't go to those schools with the thought that "Oh well, what if so and so don't like me to be there". I mean maybe it's the fact that I know first hand what it's like to be forgotten or to be so homesick you wish you could take the next plane out.

The feeling of coming back to a place you perhaps miss or enjoyed can sometimes be the greatest --or worst-- feeling you can have. I hear how alot of people wouldn't dare go by their old schools or their current high school post-grad. They never sound like they mean it either.

Especially said individuals who say that alumni shouldn't visit. That's saddening. It really is. Society's gone down into this mentality that visiting the past is a stupid thing to do. Or so I've been observing. I mean, some individuals say that so-and-so shouldn't be visiting yet they go on on some days about how they'd love to see some of the alumni back.

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The last I when into my old Elementary and the school which I attended for daycare and kindergarten was 5 yrs ago---when everything had happened and we had flown out to Montréal. I had asked if we could stop by École Roslyn and Westmount Park and we did. Roslyn was closed for the day but I talked to an Assisstant principal and she directed me to my old Grade 1 and 2 rooms and showed me a collection of photographs that they'd found and were compiling and putting up on the walls (Like the grad photos but with all the Gr 1-6 class pictures). Mine from Gr 1 was up there. It made me happy despite what we had gone to do and attend earlier that day. I think I could point out at least 80% of my fmr. classmates. None of the teachers from back in the mid-90s were teaching there anymore but the Assisstant principal had told me that Mr. Hogg---the principal while I was there-- left only recently and had retired.

Next stop was my old daycare--- Westmount Park Elementary. Westmount was great. We stopped by and I was somehow guided by my memories of those times to where the afterschool program I went to and my Pre-Kindergarten room were. I like stopped at the end of this stairwell and litterally had a scratchy movie of my childhood replay in front of me. I remembered where my coat hanger was in Pre-K, K and afterschool and who was with me.

I hoped that the Chair of the afterschool program was still there so I knocked on the door and was let in and as I got a puzzled look when I said "Ms. Colleen, it's me" I took off my glasses and she ran and hugged me. Hadn't seen her in over 6 years. She practically abandoned her work and we talked and talked. She knew what had happened, asked if i was okay and such and I asked her who was still here. Ken, Rae and Christine were still with the Ks as was Fatima from Pre-K and Szabo and Luigi from afterschool. Save, it was evening so they weren't in. So I got to revisit some places like the cafeteria. Same tables were there. Same yellow metal stairs that led down three flights to it. The wood in the Theatre still wasn't replaced. The second floor of the Theatre looked as abanded/unused as it did while I was there. I actually saw Christine who recognized my name the moment I said it and she hugged me.

I went outside to the "front" of the school and looked. Nothing changed. Same 100-yr old castle-look. The "T" in Westmount my friend and I accidently knocked down playing Suey (or something...like Bums up) was replaced. It was shiny compared to the rest. The little basketball court was still there. The steel doors on the site and the giant wooden/metal-wood doors still there.

Finally, I looked out at the field and saw the lights, the Oratoire, Mont-Royal, parts of Westmount Park sticking out in the night. It was beautiful. I wish I had taken photos!

I like going back.
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When one of the alumni comes to visit or I see them on the bus or train, it's like special. It's great to talk to them. Especially when you don't see them for months or even all year.

Maybe there was something that happened, I know I'm basically the most uninformed individual amongst my "friends". I'm never told things. Never really have been all that much this year. Everything's news to me. I frankly, after the rough start to this year have begun to no longer care. SO this entry is kinda based on observation, knowledge and pure ignorance. So maybe there is something that happened. And? It was in the past. Do I gripe about you-know-who's vicious comments everyday? (okay. bad question. but to an extent I only speak of it if that's the topic everyone's discussing)

Hey, my childhood was different. I never have had friends my age so I have friends who are either between the ages of 9 or 20 or 21. My best friend is even 2 years younger than me. Perhaps that's why I enjoy visits. I get to see old teachers and kids that have grown up so much. Some come to me and tell me about how Jr High's a pain and ask what High School's like. It's great.

Looking into the past you lived and seeing how much the future will change is interesting to experience. You see how much things you thought were restricted to the older age group have come on with the younger kids, how much their world around them has changed. Alot of them in Elementary are more aware of current events than I ever was at the age. It's interesting.

I'm different. I know. People are entitled to their opinions, but hypocrisy i hear... it's just...distressing? (Mind, people are hypocrites all the time. Just this one touches a nerve? Ah. I forgot I'm semi-wierd and am around more 30+ yr olds than people my age. I mean my half-siblings are all 30+yrs old. Again, I'm semi-wierd.)

I don't know. I just don't like those things....again, I was furious beforehand. Even if I wasn't mad at what happened in part one, I would've still typed a rant like this.

Buh.

Dad's brother is coming on Monday now. Time to organize papers and decide when to dismantle the other computer.

Oh and a great show, Fullmetal Alchemist is premiering in Canada on YTV tonight at 11. Suggest you watch.

Sorry for the rant and the long story, but it had relevance :)