After just returning to my bedroom from our Saturday Soccer match, I scanned the surface of my legs, wondering if there were any souvenirs of our last game (which we lost, 4-0). I found two cuts. One longer than the other. I've never seen a cut so swollen before. I found one bruise, but that's no big deal. I still don't understand how I could cut myself on the field, when our soccer boots have no sharp edges or corners. Oh well. No blood - no worries.

I might have come down with a very mild cold. Who wouldn't anyway? It's so cold and us students keep moving from sauna-like classrooms into the cold, and vice versa. The boarding house is a sauna. A hot bed for germs alike. Cold germs. I show the first signs of a cold - a sorethroat and blocked nose. It's such a terrible feeling. I hate being sick. I take back all thoughts of being sick for the sake of staying in the boarding house on a school day.

The whole school photograph was possibly the highlight of the week.


It took the whole school, appoximately 1000 students from Kindy right up to Year 12, one good hour to get set up onto the podium and to take the photographs (eight of them, to be exact). I don't know where people had got the rumour that it would take three hours to get done, but it was all quick.


I sat on the third row from the back. It was so high up, I could see everything from up there. It was just out of this world. I figured we should make the school photograph an annual event. It's so good in making everyone bond with people we hardly talk to. Well, I did.

Here's a video I quickly captured with my handy mobile phone. Thank goodness for technology! And thank goodness for being up on the 3rd row from the back, unreachable for Mrs Powell!

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I've got so much work to do before next weekend's boarders weekend. I don't want to bring my Maths work to study in Canberra. I need a break, and doing Maths homework is certainly not that. I've got so many big assessment tasks towards the end of the term. It's so hard on the head.

Cannot. Deal with this.
Must. Go. HOME!

Cheeeeeeers.