The Presbyterian Ladies College is holding a boarders dance tonight, and Nommy and Jude have gone as Dr. Chinpilas and Nurse Judy. I was given 5 minutes to make up my mind, whether to go or not. I had heard that an ex-classmate was going as well, and I wanted to catch him at the dance.

I've ended up here, in Jude's room (heehee, sorry Jude!) on her laptop blogging about, well, tonight, I suppose. Jude's room is looking like part of a result of Hurricane St Catherines gone very bad. Kathy, my little Korean friend, is lying on her stomach on the floor, just outside Jude's room. She's on her laptop, laughing in the middle of her emotional Korean songs. Pearl, another friend of mine who lives in the same dorm as Judy, is stretching. She catches as much exercise as she can whereever she is. Ourdoors. Indoors. Anywhere. I'm here, sitting amongst all the rejected clothing garments Jude had sorted through before the dance. Kathy is very into her MSN and Pearl is still stretching. Ahh, this is the way I should spend every Friday night.

I got my Biology paper back today, finally. I didn't do as well as I expected, but it doesn't hold a very big problem to me. The assessment was only worth 10% of this semester, what's the big deal? I got 65%, which isn't very bad. Although, I really thought I could have done so much better, like 70% +. I studied alot for that exam. More than English. More than Jap. 10%. It's only worth 10%.

Upon receiving my paper, I listened out to the conversations happening around the classroom. I wondered, how did she go and I wonder if she beat me. I'm a competetive person, when it comes to being in the same class/game as a nemesis. Or, nemeses. I have a few. Few people I dislike. Alot of them did alot better than me. This observation spurred a new flame in me.

I just couldn't let them go righ to the top. Just because I'm a foreigner, and they're the home-people, doesn't give them the right to be at the top of the hierarchial system. There's one anyway. The Aussies are all at the top. A person like me, from a country (that to my surprise, no one can figure out why I'm from Malaysia, when I'm Chinese and should be from China) like Malaysia, sit at the bottom.

I don't like being treated like some person who's opinion isn't accounted for. I don't like being pushed aside as an Asian outcast, because there is a strong possibility of me being far too impotent to do anything the Australians can do. Hell, I can even read better than some of them, and they still look down on me.

These thoughts always push me forward. It's my boost in inspiration. It's not a very positive boost, but it sure gets me going. I want to work hard enough to be at the top. Among all of them. I don't care if I can't beat the nerds of the school. I just need to be near the top.

I sound like such a freak. Hey, if it inspires me to stretch further than ever, then it's fine.

I can't wait for the Boarders Weekend, on the 9th of June to 12th of June. I'm going to Canberra to spend the long weekend with Nurie! Two weeks to go!

And on the 9th of June, the FIFA World Cup kicks off in Germany! I'm so excited!

Not forgetting Rome and Venice! I can't wait to go. Ohh, the photographic!Rae is getting very, very excited.

Cheers.
PS. Some kind of picspam too. Jude's got some good photographs on her compy!