Wednesday, October 31, 2007
I'm finally back from the most difficult two weeks of my life, and it feels great. I woke up this morning to find myself freezing from the morning chill, and realised there was no reason to wake up this early. Half-asleep, I pulled myself out of bed, grabbed my yellow blanket and went back to sleep underneath it's extra layer of warmth. It's been a while since I last slept in without reason to get up.
In the last two weeks, I came across days when I'd sit myself down to a schedule and study 6-7 hours, and there were the other days when I'd find myself completely without a purpose and do under 3 hours of study. Alot of my time procrastinating was spent on thinking about what I wanted to do after the two weeks (and Facebooking). It was all planning and wishing.
I've come up with a list of things I want to do in the next four months of my life. Why? Well, because let's face it -- everyone loves lists.
I'm off. I'm going to start watching Weeds season one now. Hurray for couch-potato activities!
Cheers :)
In the last two weeks, I came across days when I'd sit myself down to a schedule and study 6-7 hours, and there were the other days when I'd find myself completely without a purpose and do under 3 hours of study. Alot of my time procrastinating was spent on thinking about what I wanted to do after the two weeks (and Facebooking). It was all planning and wishing.
I've come up with a list of things I want to do in the next four months of my life. Why? Well, because let's face it -- everyone loves lists.
- Learn how to drive. I've finally decided to do it. I'm going to do as many hours that I can during the next month in Sydney, and I'll do my Ls with Shaza when I return to KL. That way, I'll have lots of experience on the road. My first driving lesson starts on Monday of next week.
- Go to Singapore and Thailand some time during the holidays. I want to visit Jude in Singapore and do the whole prata-sheesha-shopping experience all over again. And Thailand, where I want to see beaches and experience the country-side with Nom.
- Get a job. Considering I want to travel during the holidays to see my friends, I thought it would only be fair if I earned some money to pay for my own pocket money, or maybe even a flight if I had enough money. I also thought that I could work for one of mum or dad's friends who works in the advertising or publishing industry, just to get a feel of the type of work that goes on in the office. Work experience, yay.
- Shop! I've even got a list for what I want to buy: a Lomo Holga camera (because the LCA is far too expensive), Josh Ritter's album The Animal Years, tees and a pair of Ksubi jeans. There's even an Incu warehouse sale this Friday! Yes!
- Ask for an acoustic guitar for Christmas. I've done all the online research I could do to find the most affordable guitar that will keep me satisfied for many years to come. Now all I need is to ask Santa for it.
- Be in KL for Chinese New Year. Next year, the Chinese New Year landed itself on the 8th of February (a day before my birthday!) and I intend on sticking around for this. I've missed far too many CNY celebrations due to school, and I'm not missing another one again.
- Be in KL for my 19th Birthday. Damn right I'm celebrating big-time.
- Visit the Bennetts. My old Year 8 teachers who I still keep in touch with. They've been hounding me to come up to visit them, and this time I'll be able to.
I'm off. I'm going to start watching Weeds season one now. Hurray for couch-potato activities!
Cheers :)
PS. Good luck to the rest of you lot
(EJ, Shaza, Jude in particular) who are still on exams.
All the best guys! There's not long to go!
(EJ, Shaza, Jude in particular) who are still on exams.
All the best guys! There's not long to go!
Tuesday, October 30, 2007
VICTORY IS MINE.
Other than that, I'm well. Biology really killed me.
My UAI is now in jeopardy.
I'm going shopping now, hopefully.
FOUR MONTHS OF FREEDOM,
OH YEAAAAAHZ.
Other than that, I'm well. Biology really killed me.
My UAI is now in jeopardy.
I'm going shopping now, hopefully.
FOUR MONTHS OF FREEDOM,
OH YEAAAAAHZ.
Tuesday, October 16, 2007
I've some HSC slayin' to do.
To all Year 12s sitting their HSC and IB,
GOOD LUCK.
PS. I won't be able to reply to any cbox comments because I'm back in the boarding house and the IT dudes here are assholes. Cheers!
PPS. Please wish me luck :] Be back in 2 weeks.
Monday, October 15, 2007
Ok, so let's see... We've got 4 days till the HSC. Well, mine at least starts on Thursday with the Japanese Writing exam. Am I panicked? Yes. Yes I am. I still haven't been working as hard as I should be, and I don't know what's wrong with me but it doesn't always seem to register. Instead I'd be watching TV, or playing with my new Etch-a-Sketch which my sister bought for me from New York, or playing the guitar, or... doing things that just count as procrastination really.
I still don't know how I'm going to achieve a UAI of 85, let alone 81 to get into UTS. Many people say that the real HSC is always easier than the trials. I don't know how much of that is true, so I've decided not to rely on that. No one should anyway.
I know this may sound silly, but my mum used to go to this feng-shui guy who used to foresee things for her. I never really believed in that sort of stuff. In 2004, I was in Year 9 and was finishing my final term at AISM as I was going to Sydney the following year. At the end of the year, I received the Year 9 Dux Award, which was just an overall achievement award for the year group. Couple of days after the speech day, the family was having a conversation about some things and my mum had told my sister and I that she was told that we were both going to achieve something great at the end of the year. It was bizarre, and I didn't really know whether it was true or not. But it did happen.
Ever since then I've been wondering if mum knows something about this year. I've been wondering if she was told that I wasn't going to do well, because she keeps rambling to me about how it would be a miracle if I got into UTS. It's not an awfully nice thing to say, if you asked me. Hah, she doesn't even seem to have any hope in me by saying that. But the thing is, I keep having this suspicion that she has been talking to her feng-shui guy and she may have heard something about my future.
Perhaps I'm just worrying too much. I should just get over it and go with the flow.
Mmkay I better be off now. Going back to school to drop off some work for a teacher.
Cheers.
PS. My sister is so nice. She bought me THE original Etch-a-sketch toy and a I ♥ NY tee. She brought back some chocolates too! I had a Butterfinger for the first time, and it was so sweet. I realised that if I lived in America I'd be obese. Oh and she brought back the latest issue of Entertainment Weekly (!! from America) and guess who's featured ------ Daniel Craig! >:D WAHAHAHA. Ok bye.
I still don't know how I'm going to achieve a UAI of 85, let alone 81 to get into UTS. Many people say that the real HSC is always easier than the trials. I don't know how much of that is true, so I've decided not to rely on that. No one should anyway.
I know this may sound silly, but my mum used to go to this feng-shui guy who used to foresee things for her. I never really believed in that sort of stuff. In 2004, I was in Year 9 and was finishing my final term at AISM as I was going to Sydney the following year. At the end of the year, I received the Year 9 Dux Award, which was just an overall achievement award for the year group. Couple of days after the speech day, the family was having a conversation about some things and my mum had told my sister and I that she was told that we were both going to achieve something great at the end of the year. It was bizarre, and I didn't really know whether it was true or not. But it did happen.
Ever since then I've been wondering if mum knows something about this year. I've been wondering if she was told that I wasn't going to do well, because she keeps rambling to me about how it would be a miracle if I got into UTS. It's not an awfully nice thing to say, if you asked me. Hah, she doesn't even seem to have any hope in me by saying that. But the thing is, I keep having this suspicion that she has been talking to her feng-shui guy and she may have heard something about my future.
Perhaps I'm just worrying too much. I should just get over it and go with the flow.
Mmkay I better be off now. Going back to school to drop off some work for a teacher.
Cheers.
PS. My sister is so nice. She bought me THE original Etch-a-sketch toy and a I ♥ NY tee. She brought back some chocolates too! I had a Butterfinger for the first time, and it was so sweet. I realised that if I lived in America I'd be obese. Oh and she brought back the latest issue of Entertainment Weekly (!! from America) and guess who's featured ------ Daniel Craig! >:D WAHAHAHA. Ok bye.
Tuesday, October 09, 2007
This is me breaking the norm for the Happiness Meme I did yesterday, or the day before whatever.
Oh, I am such a suck-up!
(Would've used to most inappropriate photo,
but then I realised how keen I was about NOT being
hurt the next time we meet)
Cheers.
11) Seeing my friends every odd day of the week. They bring me back to sanity.
Oh, but most of all it's all about seeing Jude ;)
Oh, but most of all it's all about seeing Jude ;)
Oh, I am such a suck-up!
(Would've used to most inappropriate photo,
but then I realised how keen I was about NOT being
hurt the next time we meet)
Sunday, October 07, 2007
I'm bored and I smell like the ocean (thanks to Body Shop). Screw late-night study, I'm doing this instead! :D
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Happiness Meme! stolen from Nurie's LJ :)
Rules are easy, just post 10 things that recently made you happy! Tag 10 people and force them to post this meme on their LJs or blogs alike.
- Dreaming of Ewan McGregor and Charley Boorman joining my table at some dinghy unknown restaurant, talking to Ewan's non-existent sister about Hareton Earnshaw and listening to his brother (who looked nothing like the real Colin McGregor) speak about Ewan... But mostly, MAINLY it was all about dreaming of Ewan ♥
- Getting a new phone -- Nokia E65. And it slides too! :O
- Talking to Laura on the phone for an hour and a half while waiting in line with Mr Gresham (and disturbing him) at the airport, saying goodbye to the school's Creative Arts tour to New York.
- Watching the Season 2 premier of Heroes, the Season 4 premier of House M.D. and finding interest in the new series of Life. HEROES = WHOALIEKWTF.
- Hearing about Ewan (and Charley) being a guest on Monday's Andrew Denton's Enough Rope on ABC! Can't wait!
- Listening to my weekly dose of Chris Moyles' podcast and laughing out loud to myself:Dom: Imagine if Ewan McGregor had a video out.
Dave: An OOWAN VIJIO!
Chris: Say it. Say Ewan McGregor's new video.
Aled: Oowan McGwegor's new vijeo.
Chris: Christina Aguilera.
Aled: Christin Aguiwewa.
Chris & Dave: CHRISTIN AGUIWEWAAAAAA! - Cooking my own dinner -- pasta with sliced sausages in tomato and chilli sauce. Yum.
- Mum bought me a new bottle of face moisturiser because I left mine back in the Boarding House... hey, my face has been very dry all right!
- Pictionary at my mum's friend's place after dinner. That was fun :P
- Wearing my FUCK ART LET'S DANCE tee. It brings some kind of happy new confidence to me... Yeah yeah, I'm strange.
Cheers.
PS. I miss my Nudies :(
Saturday, October 06, 2007
There's really nothing much that has happened in the last couple of days, or week, whatever. Well, there's something -- I've lost track of time.
The majority of my time this week has been spent studying for my final exams which commence in approximately eleven days from now. This is the crunch time. Every hour lost in this entire year must be made up for in the following eleven days. Man, is it going to be a challenge. I told myself 38 hours a week, 8-10 hours per subject and so far I doubt that I'm even close to that goal. Am I worried? Fuck yeah.
And what makes this even worse is being stuck in the apartment with mum all day, slipping in and out of naps, occasionally checking up on Facebook, and studying, of course. The pressure she puts on me is amazing. It's worse than the phone calls while I was studying in the boarding house. It's the constant nagging that bothers me. I mean, I do acknowledge that she's only doing it because she cares. But it just drives me up the wall. I wonder, was the HSC designed to do this to youths like me?
Other than stressing out about the exams and my next three to five years of my life, I went to the city a couple of times to spend an hour or two with Jude and Nom. Went with a group of friends to a University of Sydney maths lecture last Monday (and what a complete waste of money that was). I caught the ferry from Circular Quay back to Huntley's Cove for the first time in three years. I even travelled all the way back to school hoping to see my Maths teacher for a revision lesson, but found no one to be there.
Me and Erinna,
on the last *actual* school day.
It was the first FULL lunch break that
I spent in the common room.
And of course, the continuous thoughts on school and life when I first started at St Catherine's. They keep coming back and replaying themselves in my head over and over again. I still can't get over how I'll never have another recess break ever again. And the fact that I'll never be in three bands at once again. And never having to follow bells and going to assembly and...
Nommy, me and Kathy,
on one random recess break.
The majority of my time this week has been spent studying for my final exams which commence in approximately eleven days from now. This is the crunch time. Every hour lost in this entire year must be made up for in the following eleven days. Man, is it going to be a challenge. I told myself 38 hours a week, 8-10 hours per subject and so far I doubt that I'm even close to that goal. Am I worried? Fuck yeah.
And what makes this even worse is being stuck in the apartment with mum all day, slipping in and out of naps, occasionally checking up on Facebook, and studying, of course. The pressure she puts on me is amazing. It's worse than the phone calls while I was studying in the boarding house. It's the constant nagging that bothers me. I mean, I do acknowledge that she's only doing it because she cares. But it just drives me up the wall. I wonder, was the HSC designed to do this to youths like me?
Other than stressing out about the exams and my next three to five years of my life, I went to the city a couple of times to spend an hour or two with Jude and Nom. Went with a group of friends to a University of Sydney maths lecture last Monday (and what a complete waste of money that was). I caught the ferry from Circular Quay back to Huntley's Cove for the first time in three years. I even travelled all the way back to school hoping to see my Maths teacher for a revision lesson, but found no one to be there.
Me and Erinna,
on the last *actual* school day.
It was the first FULL lunch break that
I spent in the common room.
And of course, the continuous thoughts on school and life when I first started at St Catherine's. They keep coming back and replaying themselves in my head over and over again. I still can't get over how I'll never have another recess break ever again. And the fact that I'll never be in three bands at once again. And never having to follow bells and going to assembly and...
Nommy, me and Kathy,
on one random recess break.
Man, the lengths I'd go through just to spend the last week at school all over again.
Cheers.
Cheers.
