Reminiscing

My brain hurts. I've been playing a multiplication game online because my math teacher wants the class to brush up on their multiplication skills. I'm really bad. It's really sad how long I have to think about it before I get the answer right. I suppose this is way I'm in math 4 and not math 15 (not that I'm surprised).

People think being homeschooled your whole life means you're really smart. Not true when it comes to me. I never really did my school work when I was younger. That's really my own fault. The books were always there I just decided I never wanted to open them. I was and am a procrastinator. My mom didn't really force me to do school either so that didn't help. I guess it was just hopeless from the start. That is why I'm going to college. That I may learn and gain knowledge and not feel so stupid.

I think I'll probably do fine. I really enjoy learning. The very few times I did decided to open one of the many school books around the house was actually fun. I liked learning new things. Too bad I didn't push myself harder. Well that was then and this is now. I am determined to learn, and to not procrastinate! I also have teachers that are expecting me to do the work. I think that will help me to be able to push myself.

Being homeschooled wasn't bad. I really enjoyed it. My mom had started a home school group when I was about 3 that would meet every Friday. I was always very excited to go. The moms would teach different types of classes. There was Cooking, Dance, Science, Spanish, Craft, Pastel and much more. I got to choose what classes I wanted to take. The classes always changed with each new school year. Some moms would decided that they didn't want to teach a certain class anymore and maybe start up something new or just not teach a class at all.

When I was younger I couldn't wait to start Pastel class (you had to be a certain age to be in that class). It was an Art class. We would draw things like Apples, Vases, Cups, Coffee pots, Pumpkins and lots of other things. Mrs. Leong was the teacher of that class. She was one of my favorite teachers. I always loved going and working more on my drawings. It seemed somehow to relax me. I would get so sucked in I wouldn't realize what time it was. I was always sad when it ended. I could have sat there for hours. Just drawing. I loved it. Sadly Mrs. Leong stopped teaching that class. That was one of the most tragic days of my life. There wasn't another Art class for a while. It broke my heart.

A couple years later another mom decided to start up an Art class. I got pretty excited about it. It was different then Mrs. Leong's class but I was alright with that. This class was a Pencil drawing class. It was really different, and hard, but it was fun. I really missed drawing. I don't draw at home. I should but I've always had trouble trying to do it myself. I feel like I need a teacher to help me and tell me what I'm doing wrong. I know that's no excuse and I should try drawing things on my own. This is where my procrastination issue comes in. I really need to stop being like that. Hopefully going to college will help me with that. I'm planning on maybe taking an Art class next semester. I think I'd really enjoy it. Here's hoping.