Allowance

I don’t like our way of getting allowance. For one thing, there is no schedule. My mom only gives us allowance if we don’t have money anymore. If we still do, she wouldn’t give us money. What’s worse is, if I don’t have money but my sister still does which something that's not unusual, my mom would ask me why that happens and sometimes tell me that I should be like my sister. I hate hearing that. I hate being compared to her like that. And if I get additional, my sister would have some, too. It isn't fair. She gets so much excess and I get none.

With this, I can’t save any money. I also believe that this is a factor in me not learning how to budget because I don’t have a stable amount of allowance. I’d rather have it given once a week only. That way, we can learn to save up with a limited amount of money.

Review

Vhil, Camille, Nicole, and I were supposed to be excused from class starting last Monday until sometime in November to study for the coming Math competition. We were excused for only three and a half days(Monday to the morning of Thursday) instead of 5 this week. It's because our review was postponed to the week after the PT. I wouldn't have a problem with this change if they told it to us before we even started the review so that we wouldn't have missed so many lessons in class. Because we were excused, I didn't worry much about our lessons in class because I knew that we were excused from the PT. However, now that were not excused, we should take the PT next week just like the rest of our class. Now that we already missed so many sessions, I'm not sure if I can catch up enough to be able to take the PT. I hate the fact that they didn't decide on postponing the review earlier so we wouldn't be worrying about this now. They shouldn't have pulled us out of class in the first place.
For now, I guess I just have to accept the fact that I can't do anything about the what happened. I can't change the past. I should just deal with what's happening now. I will do my best in catching up and taking the test and just hope for the best.

Camping

We went to the regional science camp this week. I really wanted to go because my classmates told me how fun the last camping was. They said that they had new friends there. On the camp, we were grouped randomly so the members of each group were from different schools. That's how we find new friends. We get to interact with others unlike other campings where we just stay with our barkada. However, I didn't find a new friend that I really liked. I talked to some but it was like we couldn't have a long conversation. It felt awkward. It's like most of the members of our group were very shy.
The most memorable part of our camp was the nature trail. There was a part there where we had to walk through a flooded dump site. It was so disgusting but still exciting. We had to remove our slippers so we walked barefoot. I don't even want to think about what I was stepping on and what was getting stuck in my feet. It was traumatizing. I don't think I'd ever do that again. But it was a nice experience. It will make you think of what farmers do everyday. I idolize them now. XD

Permission

Sometimes it's hard to understand my father. When I want to go somewhere, like on a camping trip, when I ask him if I can go, he doesn't answer immediately. He is still asking so many questions that somehow lead me to think about not going. I know that my dad is a genuinely nice person which is why I can't tell what he's thinking. I'm afraid that he is not directly saying that I can't go because, since he really is a good person, he doesn't want to hurt me when he tells me that I can't go. If I really want to go somewhere, this is good because I can always go. However, if I'm not sure whether I want to go or not, I'm hoping for him to decide for me. If he says no, then I won't go. The problem is that he never says no. He just tells me that if I really want to go, then I can go. Because of that, I can't tell if would prefer me not to go. Just a few weeks ago, something like this happened. I needed to tell my friend early if I can go or not so that she can invite someone else if I'm can't. My mother said that it's up to my father. To me, it's okay if they don't allow me but they should tell me right away. I sent my father a text about it. He wouldn't answer yes or no immediately. He is still asking so many questions about where I'm going. I really needed an answer at that time so I told my mom(she had the phone at that time) to text him that if doesn't want me to go, he can just tell me. He replied that I was rushing him and that he will just talk to me about it when he gets home. I didn't text him after that. I was a bit irritated because he couldn't tell a straight answer. I have no problem if he says no so why can't he just tell me? It's a good thing his answer was yes so I wouldn't have to tell my friend to make adjustments. I hope that on the next time, he would say that I can't go if he doesn't want me to.