Bila’s Space

Today’s lessons had been... quite an experience. I didn’t say this merely because I was bluffing, but it really was an experience. The teacher assigned us to work on something. She gave us fifteen minutes or so. Then, onto the next assignment, the next assignment, and so on, and so on. She didn’t even give us a break! Ugh, I know this is her way of learning and that she just needs to reach her target (whatever it is she set her target on) but it’s just... It was draining. We learned about News Item. You know, news . The word itself is the meaning, lol. As you already know, too, we identified its structure, its language features, etc.  I think that’s it. Much love, Bila.

21st of August, 2023. I couldn’t recall what I had learned that day. My friend told me we were learning about Recount Text, so staying on the topic, I will recount some of my activities that day. I went to school. Doing my lessons dutifully as a student should, lol. Then our teacher assigned us to work on assignments. Again, I don’t really like it when the teacher did a countdown. It was as if she was counting my last minutes to live. I felt like being chased by something — I _hate_ feeling nervous. The I got home. I played games, and slept. I think that’s it. Hugs and kisses, Bila.

[picture of said comic to be added] Our teacher told us to make a comic. She didn’t specify how, like do we have to draw it, or we can just snatch pictures from Pinterest and slapped our dialogues and then call it a day? That was why I was flabbergasted when we had like just one day to complete it. Turns out it was the latter. My friend (who was working with me) insisted we should draw the comic ourselves and that she wouldn’t like to grab pictures off Pinterest and edit the dialogues on Canva. It’s not what we’re made for , she said.  I didn’t like the countdown the teacher did. It threw me over the edge, like I was chased by something. It made me nervous. I hate feeling nervous.  My friend did the drawing and me, undoubtedly, the dialogues. She said it was only fair. But she drew very beautiful drawing, and I only made some dialogues? She said she didn’t mind. We finished at midnight, I think. She finished at midnight. I couldn’t thank her enough. I think that was it. Sinc...

Hi. Back with me again. I don’t know what to write. I really, really, don’t know. We learned about Greeting Cards today. Safe to say I understood it all without much problems. The homeworks are getting... is it okay to say this? A lot. It keeps on going more and more. The teacher told us to write; are Greeting Cards still applicable in this modern new world? I dont think so, no, not really. The price of Internet and the cost that we have to pay is that, everything — almost everything is online now. You say it. Job application, singing audition, exams, online meeting, and many more. What are the use of Greeting Cards in this new era? It’s useless and made out of paper and people can’t be bothered to send it to the person they desired to. Other times they’re just lazy, other times they’re thinking; if I can say it online, why don’t I? So, yeah. That is my answer. I’m so tired of everything right now, it makes me sick physically and mentally. Hugs, Bila.

On today’s lessons, the teacher teach us (of course) about what Descriptive Text is. I wasn’t really paying attention, I must admit. The teacher was very good at explaining, though, so the problem was actually on me. And, pray tell, this is a habit of mine I’m actually ashamed of, and I’ve got a really long journey to overcome it (if I do), that I think I don’t need to listen well enough if I understand the subject already. Like today’s occasion, I did the tasks our teacher assigned us to work, and I behaved well, so that was not a problem. I can’t tell you what I learned today because I learned it all long ago, maybe ever since I was twelve; I’m not sure. This blog is a bunch of mess, but I couldn’t care less, lol. The teacher told us to write about what I learned today, but like I said, I learned it all already. I want to write a good, informative blog, but I just don’t know how. Instead I wrote this — what, like a diary? I’ve been thinking about it, honestly, but I can’t bring mysel...