Finally, the end of term has come and I'm back in Malaysia, sleeping in my own bed, making a mess in my own room without having to neaten it every morning, and back to good, ol' home cooked food.

As for the entire past 11 weeks, things have been looking a heck of a lot better from term two. I feel like I've just taken a huge step forward from the past and now, looking back on things presents no regret to me. I'm glad for everything that has happened this term, and I'm proud to say that I am finally happy after such a horrible, depressing period.

Last week was as usual, a busy week. With all the last weeks of every term at school, things are always bound to be hectic. We are usually suffocated with endless numbers of assessment tasks and assignments, all due within a week, days, hours. Packing up our rooms in the boarding house makes everything more painful that it already is. For the Year 11s, coming back from 2 weeks of exams, followed by a Year 11 Retreat and the last minute works of the Year 12 goodbye cards - makes up for all the assignments and assessment tasks we miss out on at the end of the term.

My pulse is rising and my heart just will not stop beating. Tonight is the night, the Year 12s get their revenge on the boarders. I'm feeling quite worried and afraid, but there's this little spark about to go off - this spark is terribly confident in itself. Uncontrollable. I'm feeling sick. I just want this night to be over and done with, so I can return home and sleep and eat and watch tv.

I've already rebelled against the Year 12s. They came around our dorms telling us to wear our undies on the outside of our clothes, and I said I refused. "You're gonna get it, Rae." Yeah, I'm aware of that. I know who's targeting me already, and I don't really care.

My stomach's got butterflies in it right now. The Year 12s saved last night's dinner's rubbish, and we can all guess why. I heard the theme was PRISONERS but I could've heard a lie from an anonymous Year 12 source. It could be RED INDIANS for all I know!

Tonight was the Year 12 Valedictory Dinner for Boarders. Good fun. Good food. Alot of pictures. All to be uploaded back home in KL. I just can't be bothered right now.

My friends have told me that I'm a lunatic to not listen to Year 12 orders. Something in me is saying DON'T DO IT. I'd like to see what happens anyway.

Got a whole bunch of exam results back. I'll post them up later.

This is a bit of a random post, and I'm sorry. I don't really know what I'm saying anyway. I think I'm going to go sit on my bed and wait for the Year 12s. Anxiously.

Till next time, back home in Malaysia
Cheers.

I'm currently in a very swearing/grr/tired/edge-of-paranoia mood, with not only the end of term 3, but the end of the Preliminary year, otherwise known as Year 11. After the holidays, I begin Year 12, the Higher School Certificate year, where every assessment task will count towards our final score. Honestly, I've been feeling quite panicked about this transition into the final year of school. It's very overwhelming, what with the Year 11 Retreat I just returned from this afternoon, which was basically a preparation for the many difficult obstacles that we will need to overcome in Year 12. Just being there, sitting in a room full of my year's class and listening to the seminars being hosted for us - the fact that we will be Year 12s next term is a little scary.

That would mean I need to begin working harder. I need to manage my time alot effectively and I need to be thinking about what I want to work towards, in goals (like a UAI goal). During the holidays, I've been advised to study. But you know me, will I really do it?

I'm feeling a mixture of excitement and this tinge of paranoia, what with the end of term. I'm going home this Friday afternoon, and just the thought of it makes me jump on cloud nine. I simply can't wait! Otherwise, I need to be working on the Year 12 goodbye card in time for the Year 12 Valedictory dinner (Thursday), goody shopping for mum (chocolates and peanut butter, some kind of moisteuriser for Shaz) and the most hectic of them all, PACKING.

Yes, that time of the term has come again.

Cheers.
PS. Thank God I don't have assignments and tasks due this week. Ahem, as it is the ENDOFMYGODDAMNWHATTHEHEFFALUMPYEAR 11 >.< !!!!!!

Melbourne was awesome! I had too much fun, one could say, while all my mates back in Sydney were all having exams. I stayed at Lang's place during my stay, and maaaan did we do quite a fair bit. We spent alot of time in the city, where we caught Nacho Libre, ate like piggies, walked miles and met with my old AISM buddy Wayne Chong. We also visited the Melbourne Museum which was pretty damn interesting, compared to alot of other museums I've been to in my lifetime. Another place we visited was St Kilda's Beach, which we mistook for the South Melbourne Beach.

Everything was just... excellent! At the end of the trip, when I arrived back in the boarding house, I fell into a deep slumber from exhaustion. That was how great the trip was.

Well, I've been back for a couple of days and I'm still pretty laid back about everything. I've got three days of school left, basically (not including Muckup day and Year 11 Retreat). I've got TAFE on Monday, which is when I must hand in a whole bunch of work which I have not completed. I'm just not in the mood for work. Year 11 is soooo over for me, and I feel like I'm already in the holiday mood.

I'm off to the Year 11 Retreat tomorrow afternoon, and will be back on Monday evening. Sighs, I don't want to go listen to a bunch of seminars about how to relieve yourself from stress and time/task management during our HSC year. I don't bloody care, really. I just want the weekend off to myself, you know, catch a movie like Talladega Nights or read The Devil Wears Prada...

Well then, might as well get started on some work for tomorrow's panicking and Monday's death :)

Cheers!
PS. Huge thanks to Lang PF for giving up his bed for my accomodation in Melbourne! :)))

PPS. Pics of Melbourne have been uploaded to my Flickr, which is HERE!

!!! THESE GUYS CRACK ME UP


This has been, for the last couple of days, my source of entertainment. I pray JB Hi-Fi will have it on DVD :3

Cheers!
PS. Going to Melbourne to visit LANG :))))) this coming Monday evening. Hoo hah!

Oh spring is really starting to show itself again. After hiding away behind some very, very strong and gusty winds from the coast, and hailstorms and long hours of thunder and pouring rain, the sun has finally come out. :)

I was sitting in my room the whole Friday afternoon (after having a Modern History exam in the morning) basically bumming around, watching A Bit of Fry and Laurie (80s comedy) on Youtube and climbing into bed with Sam (the green love of my life) and shortly after that, falling asleep.

This is what an afternoon should be like. (Minus the napping part, because I don't like afternoon naps - it just makes me all energetic during the night, eg. now)

It's getting harder and harder to believe that I only have so few days left in Year 11. I don't want to move to Year 12 yet. Not just yet. I don't feel ready, yet I want to get everything over and done with. I mean, I'm so curious to know what uni would be like, and life without school commitments (but other kinds, like work and uni lectures etc). I wonder about it all the time. And what uni courses would I be interested in? Would I try my parents for an apartment near the city?

Bah, I'm not ready for those things. I need not worry about them yet. I just need to enjoy assessment tasks that mean nothing in a few weeks time, and the time as a Year 11 girl.

Only one exam left! Japanese Speaking this Monday arvo. I haven't written my Japanese report yet. Need to do that this weekend, yes I need to. :]

Cheers.

My first exam begins in NINE hours. English. What a lovely way to start the exam week.

And then I have Christian Studies to top my Monday off. Joy.

I wouldn't say I studied very much this weekend, but I'm fairly confident that I'll be fine. Besides, "it's only Year 11". It's just practice for the big guns next term onwards.

Wish me luck. :)

GOOD LUCK TO EVERYONE ELSE DOING EXAMS. ALL THE MUDDAFIRETRUCKIN' BEST, YO. ;)
Cheers.

PS. Added a little widget at the bottom of my chatterbox. It's like a little chat thing. Talk to me if you find me online! Busy, away, BRB or whatever, throw me a hello :)

OhmyflyingleapingsoaringsingingGod...

Cirque Du Soleil's Varekai kicked strange reptile/human ass. Everything about it was absolutely OUT OF THIS WORLD! The costumes! The music! The props! The dancers! The COLOUR! Ahh!

I had seen one of CDS's performances on DVD at a friend's place (Su!) a long time ago, and I wasn't very compelled and awed by the colours and choreography of the dances. I honestly thought it was quite boring.

Watching them, live and upfront is a great big difference. It's just absolutely stunning to watch. The dancers are brilliant and graceful in the way they move and bend. I was really stunned during the entire show.

And really, I suppose missing out on 2 hours of study for Varekai doesn't deserve to be on my regret list.

Being in a large tent all night, we really didn't know what was happening on the outside. When the whole performance ended, we slowly moved towards the exits, where people had halted and shuffled along to the sides. It was raining. No, let me make it clearer.

It was pouring. Raining cats and dogs. But being the crazy-blooded St Caths boarders we were, realising we had school tomorrow and a bus waiting outside the entertainment grounds more than a km away, we ran for it. Thank goodness for my sweater, which protected myself from catching a cold as a result of the wet. Otherwise the rest of me was soaking wet. I felt like I had just jumped into the shower and out without a towel to dry my hair. People are going to get sick soon, I can sense it.

Tomorrow's pinks notices:
"Attention all tutorgroups: all boarders are absent. Sick from last night's rain."

If only!

Well I must be studying for a little Japanese vocabulary test tomorrow. I wished I'd done some work during today's two concurrent free periods. I'm such an idiot.

Cheers.
PS. Some pictures taken at the circus.

Ugh. Spring. I don't like Spring very much. "But it's lovely! The weather is absolutely gorgeous!" Hmph. I don't like it very much. I don't like the heat.

I'm going to miss winter, as strange as that may sound. I'll miss curling up in bed from some kind of frostbite, wrapping my numb, blue hands around a mug of hot chocolate, wearing layers upon layers in order to keep myself warm... Winter does this to me. Now I need time to settle back into my shirts. Goodbye sweaters. Goodbye knee-length socks. Goodbye hot chocolate on cold, winter nights.

The Spring Fair at school had come and gone (sob just like winter). The day was filled with stalls selling stuffs from cakes to alcohol (only for adults) to heatbags, performances by the many bands at school, tours around the campus, pony rides, face painting and giant balloon castles. The weather - well, it was perfect many had said. I, of course, didn't really agree because 1) I don't appreciate hot weather and 2) I had to wear stockings during my performances later in the day.

Nevertheless, it was a fun day. I spent most of the time wandering around with SALLY ;) and I kept moving in and out of the boarding house, always practicing my guitar solo for the Jazz band performance, which turned out very very good! We performed Birdland and House of the Rising Sun (Again!!), both very heavy parts for the guitars. I had my guitar solo (again!) for House, which I didn't mess up this time. I soooo nailed that solo >,< . The orchestra combined up with concert band and performed selections from Moulin Rouge and Pirates of The Carribbean. Eversince then, the songs have been stuck in my head all weekend. Oh the obsession!

Few pictures to end this post. All taken by SALLY ;)



Cheers.
Welcome, Spring :)