Sixth Grade

Hello there! I don’t think you know anything about my age and I assume you don’t know anything about my age. I’m just eleven and it’s NORMAL for me to just have finished Fifth Grade. NORMAL. Just that you know, I’m going on Sixth Grade and I’m super EXCITED. Correction: I am super bored, so I’m just looking forward to something I won’t look forward to soon. I’m never excited about growing up, for some reason, maybe I know that the new school year wouldn’t be any easier, academically and socially. It only makes it harder that I’m NOTHING close to a Social Butterfly or whatever you guys call it. I’m just NOT good at DEALING WITH PEOPLE. But there are a few things that I might want to try. Or one, since even only one change to my life can make such a DRAMATIC impact on my daily routines. (Which I really don’t have so THERE.)

Extra stuff at school:

SRC (Student Representative Council):

It’s a kind-of-new thing at school. I mean, it’s been around since I was in Fourth Grade. SRC was for High School student ONLY until like, two years ago? I don’t even know why the school let us do that stuff, maybe so that we can manage our biz easier when we grow up or something. SRC is a thing that ALL the classes from ALL the grades in Upper Primary (/Elementary) have to choose ONE person to represent the class in different events, like Sports Day, S.E.D., etc….so we won’t have 25×6 people onstage all SHOUTING whatever they want to say. Into. The. Mic. IT WOULD BE SO ABSURD! We also need them to make stuff for bulletin boards, choose Fun Day (Dress-Up days, since I attend a uniform school.) etc. I’m not THAT familiar with what they do, since I’ve never been one, but I’M DYING TO BE ONE! Seriously, I don’t even know why. So, maybe not… so no.

Green Team:

Basically they take out the trash. I don’t think I’m doing that.

B.O.B (Not the rapper which I have no idea whatsoever about him. Seriously, B.O.B in this case stands for Battle Of the Books.):

BATTLE OF THE BOOKS! O. M. G. Where do I start?! It’s SO FUN! It’s like, DA BEST THING EVA. So, what happens is, they give you a list of books to read (20-24 books.), you read like a MANIAC, and then in April/May/June we have this GIGANTIC contest with another school(s). (Citywide=Lots of Schools in your City.) I’m NOT supposed to BRAG, but then I have bragging rights, since last year, we won the other school 62000 (us) and 31000 (them) (Gr. 4-5). I don’t remember the Gr. 6-8 scores because I’m not in grades 6-8! Ha!

Sports Teams (Soccer, Basketball, Track [and Fields].):

OK, none of my business HERE, being the person who sucks the most in gym/P.E./Physical Education! But I just wanted to say that there is a SUPER awesome feast/celebration thingy at the end of the year. Pros: Great Food, awards. Cons: You have to wear fancy stuff.


OK, with a glimpse into my school life, you’ll understand that I’m gonna do nothing but Battle Of the Books, like all the other years. Now a few things I hope won’t/will happen:

  1. I hope we don’t have poetry.
  2. I hope we don’t have chemistry.
  3. I hope we don’t have gym/P.E./Physical Education/Dance Class.
  4. I hope we’re having sewing in Home Ec. (Home Ec. = Stuff we need to do at home. Like cook.)
  5. I hope we have a longer math session (because I understand it, y’all.).
  6. I hope we don’t EVER have Track and Field for gym/P.E./Physical Education EVER AGAIN.
  7. I hope we have Hockey for gym/… .
  8. I hope we don’t have novel studies ever again. People can’t keep up with my reading speed.
  9. I hope we talk more about First Nations/Aboriginal People in Social Studies. (which is a class which is kind of like history and geography mixed together.)
  10. I hope I get in the same class as Darcy and Sunny/Marcy (Same person.). *


I also hope that my sports-idiotic-ness wouldn’t SHINE through so much too. But I decided not to add that to the list because it’s just personal/embarrassing.


Anyways, I am going to abruptly end this post right here because I have nothing else to talk about. Or maybe because I don’t want to spill my secrets OR anything even more embarrassing onto this blog-place. BYE!!


P.S.: RIGHT! And I also hope that my friends will “help” me with my DARN heavy bassoon! Thank to you!


*Not their real names.


I decided to do the Daily Prompt

So. Once upon a time I decided to do the Daily Prompt on The Daily Post at This time, it’s the origin story… oooogh…….(pronouced oeewwwww, or oooooo like the “o” in “who”. I just lost all sense of words, I don’t think you even understand what that meant.) Interesting. Now allow me to tell you the DRAB and BORING story of the origin of my blog!:

One day. I was BORED.

I was BORED out of my MIND.

I was SO bored, I couldn’t even write. Or, I just had “Writer’s Block: #2”.

I read a blog. Like, the most GIGANTIC and AWESOME blog/webmag (did I just make up that word?) ever. Rookie. (I haven’t picked up “What I Wore” OR “Photography Blogger” (Or even “PostSecret” but we don’t exactly read it.) yet, OK?)

I still read it. (O-K. Quit writing like that.)

Then I said to myself, “Why don’t I start a blog, since I’m so bored and all.”.

My first blog was on Blogger, it was so boring nobody read it, and so, like a normal person, I’d go to another platform. Then I came to the world of WordPress, started this thing and basically blogged here until now. I have a few followers and I’m quite happy about it. True, I’m not the most popular blogger in the world (mostly because I blog about most nothing.), but I do get a few readers, and a few are enough….for now.


It took me five days to write this post, it sucks but appreciate it anyways.

I’ve ignored the fact that I need to write this post, pasting my time by reading Rookie and trying our HTML. It hit me that I should’ve (It’s a word, right? Google keeps correcting it to “shoulder”. Show how much confidence I have in myself, SERIOUSLY, a Google word correction shatters my self-esteem as a writer/blogger.) written this blog post waaaaayy earlier in my life. (Not really possible…since I didn’t really even have a blog.) To tell the truth, I’d actually rather write my novel than do this post right now, not that I actually don’t want to write it, but I just don’t want to sound like a pathetic, attention-seeking freak because I’m posting miserable things to feel misery about, miserably on my miserable blog. (I am overusing “miserable”, but it is definitely NOT my favorite word, look at this blog’s TITLE if you want my favorite word.)

OK, I admit it, I’m just trying to extend the length of the section of the post where I just blab about everything that doesn’t matter.

OK, I’ll finally start (I’m doing it again, I’M DOING IT AGAIN. I SHOULD STOP BUT I’M DOING IT AGAIN, PEOPLE, HELP ME!):

I have a reason to FINALLY let myself be a pathetic and miserable (oh-no-said-it-again) person, and doing it on the judgmental World Wide Web, since I-actually-forgot-what-I-was-going-to-say-because-I-lost-my-train-of-thought. Anyways, I was gonna say that I have a friend who’s moving to America and probably never coming back, and if she does, it’s not going to be for long. (Since I’ve finally written that, I don’t think I’ll need to expand on the category of the human beings which I go to the same school with, which I did not mention as “schoolmates” or “friends*”, which obviously means I will write really bad things about them and turn into a female-dog.)(Not literally, but the word’s definition is “female-dog”. Get it?….Gooooood.)

As you can see I am trying to end this post as fast as possible, so I don’t make a mess out of this post like the last time I did it, the last-last time I did it, the last-last-last time I did it, and the last-last-last-last time I did it.

*Friends have a category called “I like these human beings a teeeeeni tineeee bit more that normal human beings.”. Those do not include my BFFs. But I just don’t call them BFFs anymore.

Random things you should know, because you deserve to know.

Hello My Name is…

Hi my name is Tori, but not really, it’s just my nickname my friends used so much almost everyone but my mom calls me by. I’m a girl, I was born on May 12… blah blah blah. Now, in a moment, we’ll get into the parts I am actually intending to write about.

It’s guessing time! Okay, let’s get guessing. I like to read, I like math, I like digital stuff. Guess what. I am a complete total nerd with no athletic skills! *Evil Smilez* I’ll be posting stuff about the unfairness of nerds and athletes. Ya, I’ll be annoying!


I also like photography, I mean, can anyone think it’s not awesome? Seriously? OK, for some of you it’s boring, but when you’re just randomly taking photos it’s simple math (Yes I’m obsesed with Math, because I’m the only person who does well on it! SPECIAL ME)awesome


And finally, I like to blog, but the blogs I had before had about 0, zero, nothing, na-da, non followers. I’m just gonna have to give it a shot here!


Let’s have a look here… I’ll post about the blog next post!