Whyyy does it always rain on meee?

Here is a post I never published. It was a great day so I'm going to post it now. With a photo.

Claudina asked me to go shopping with her. So. Today. I was shopping with Claudina, and afterwards, as we walked to school, it started pelting with rain. HARD. We got completely soaked, from head to foot. Inside out. Shocking. I spent the rest of the day shivering. Claudina blames me, because I wanted to go to school early to make sure we had enough time to sign in, etc. I blame her for being born in the first place. I think I'm right.

Things I want to steal from the school.

This week is my last week of year 12. That means that I'll have to give back all the textbooks I borrowed over the year. Unfortunately, I'm finding it difficult to part with some of them. So that I feel better about parting with them, I'll write the titles here so I can buy them later. Clever me.

The Century of Invention: Piano Music of the 20th Century.

Selected and Introduced by Maurice Hinson.

 Just a collection of sheet music. I performed two songs from this book, and played a few more just for fun. Such a shame to part with this one, I've had it for two years. My teacher told me that this book is quite pricey, but I found it here and could save 56 cents.

All Quiet on the Western Front

Erich Maria Remarque

I had to read and analyse this for English Studies, then wrote a paired text essay for it with Fly Away Peter by David Malouf. All Quiet on the Western Front is a really good read, and I really want to read it again  just for enjoyment, without having to analyse every quote for possible essay questions. I'm too lazy at the moment, though, so I just want to buy it and read it later.

Lieder ohne Worte: Songs Without Words

Felix Mendelssohn

OH, THE HORROR! I was tempted to steal this book. Another collection of sheet music, this had one of my favourite pieces in it: Op. 102 No 4. Definately buying this one at some point in my life. I don't want to forget this song.

Grande Sonate Pathetique: Piano Sonata in c minor op. 13

Ludwig Van Beethoven

C'mon. It's Beethoven. Need I say more?

The World's Contracted Thus: Major Poetry from Chaucer to Plath

Edited by J.A. and J.K. McKenzie

I like poetry. Shut up. T.S. Eliot has got to be my favourite. I would keep this copy but it's actually my teacher's from high school. I assume she did what I'm tempted to do, but I can't be sure.

I think that's all for now. If I find any more books I'm tempted to steal, I'll let you all know, because I know how much you care. And I'm touched.

You know your children are growing up when they stop asking you where they came from and refuse to tell you where they're going.

- P. J. O'Rourke

11:30am - 3am

Morning: Wake up.
Do homework.
Evening. Go to restaurants. Stay out til 3am. Sleep.

I'll talk about my amazing food adventures later. I love food.

SUMMER HOLIDAYS = FOOD FEST FRIENDS!

Get your notes back soon, ladies. If this thing is going to go ahead we have to start planning.

"Does China have an Australiatown?"
- Jordan, my brother.

A new (improved) letter

Today, during Maths Studies, I was extremely bored. I decided I wanted to create a "new" letter of the alphabet. I wanted this letter to represent "oj." In order to create this letter, I decided to put "o" and "j" together. (I'm so creative, I know.) I wrote it on paper, and it said...

"g"

The letter "g" looks slightly different as in certain fonts, but just think of that in my handwriting, if you can't see what I mean. At first, I was like, "YAY! New letter! ... Oh. It's already a letter." What a shame. We could've shared something beautiful, that letter and I.

A hat should be taken off when you greet a lady and left off for the rest of your life. Nothing looks more stupid than a hat.
- P.J O'Rourke

Assembly today~

Today, I finally got my badge and stuff for being Music Captain of the school. The principle shook my hand and said "Well, it took us a while didn't it? About time." I smiled, and tripped on my way back to my seat. BLOOPERS FOR THE WIN. I wish someone had filmed it. I wanted to curtsey when I regained my balance but I didn't have time. I sort of did though. If one person noticed me curtsey, it would've all been worthwhile!

All seniors were kept in after assembly for a lecture on behaving in assembly. Apparently, one of the reasons we were kept in is because someone called me "Geek-Face" when I collected my badge, and the teacher saw them making comments. My friend heard this, and saw the teacher's reaction. Just so people know, this doesn't hurt my feelings, and I'm not blogging this to vent. For some reason, I'm very amused and interested by this. XD *pushes up non-existant glasses*

Just thought people would find that interesting.

I AM GEEK-FACE. HEAR ME ROAR.

*reeeaaoowwwrr*

BACK TO PHYSICS!

Cloud nine gets all the publicity, but cloud eight actually is cheaper, less crowded, and has a better view.
- George Carlin

My Secret Desire

To end my English Studies Poetry Essay like this:

All poets, overall, have expressed the worlds they see through their poetry, and cause the reader to feel as though they are a part of that world. I'm bored now. kthxbye.

An Angry Letter

Dear New Library Lady,
You are a cow. No one likes you. Go back where you came from.
[insert profanity here]


Yours Sincerely,
The person who could have failed their assignment because you didn't let them pull a piece of paper out of the printer and walk out again.

IT WOULD'VE TAKEN 5 SECONDS, AND EVERYONE IS ALLOWED TO DO THAT.

ARGH.

The very existence of flamethrowers proves that sometime, somewhere, someone said to themselves, “You know, I want to set those people over there on fire, but I’m just not close enough to get the job done.”

- George Carlin

When I'm better!

After reflecting on my conversations with people over the past few... err, days? Weeks? I've been a real downer! Oh Gosh, how hard it would be to talk to me in this state! I'd like to apologize for that, first off.
I'm feeling pretty happy today. My health is improving a LOT, and the doctor sent me a letter saying he wanted a 'review' with me today. I'm hoping he says I can go back to school soon.


Friday, as I may have mentioned before, was a really terrible day, because I was told that I couldn't do a lot of things I had been looking forward to. People who know me would probably realise how this makes me feel - because I have to do everything. I LOVE being involved in just... everything. If I'm not a part of something, I start feeling really lost. So, because of that, and the fact that I hadn't seen anyone or been outside for over a week, the entire day I was fairly emotional (understatement of the century). My parents were getting pretty worried, because crying was putting my tender spleen at risk. They had told me earlier, "Your boyfriend can't come over this weekend, because you need to rest." After the state I was in, they decided it would be best for him to come over after all, since I needed something to take my mind off the whole situation.

So I managed to stop myself snivelling long enough to make the phone call as soon as he finished school. The conversation went something like this:
O: H-hello
G: Hey
O: C-Can you s-still come over t-tonight?
G: Huh? *sounding concerned because he can't understand me*
O: Can you still come over tonight? Would you be able to?
G: Yeah



The conversation was slightly more warm and eventful than that, but you get the drift.
When he came over, he walked in and threw a paper bag at me. I opened it, and inside was a STAR WARS TOY! <3 I AM NERD GIRL - I LIKE STAR WARS. I love this toy. I love it so much. I have carried it with me - I am not joking - every moment since I've had it. This is really easy, seeing as I never leave the house. So, for the past four days, I have carried it EVERYWHERE. <3 On Sunday, my parents decided they would put me in the car and drive around for a while, just because I needed to get out of the house. I was REALLY excited, because I hadn't seen the outside world in an insane amount of time. It was really awesome. Anyway, while talking to Potato, I compiled a list of all the things I want to do when I'm better. The whole point of this blog was actually to write this list. Here's a few of them:

• Eat a LARGE Hungry Jacks Bacon Deluxe burger meal
• Eat Pods
• Eat chocolate and those chocolate cookies that have been calling me from the pantry
• Try that new KFC roll thing with Popcorn Chicken in it
• Go to town and walk ALL day
• Drive
• Take Potato somewhere special
• Clean my room
• Go to school
• Play piano
• Catch up on two or three weeks of school work - I've lost track of time
• Bake something for Duc as an apology for not attending formal with him

I think that's all I wanted to say. Oh, also, one day I lost one of my socks in the bottom of my bed, and because I didn't have the energy to find the other sock, I just walked around with one sock the entire day.

[being asked what he'd be doing if he wasn't in comedy] "Shouting at people in the street probably." - Ross Noble

Health Update!

YES. I HAVE GLANDULAR FEVER. Also a throat infection. Three weeks off school. Hurray! Not really. Oh wow, I'm super tired.

I feel terrible. Really depressed - I had to tell my wonderful friend Duc that I can't go to his formal tonight, because the doctor says there's a chance my spleen/liver whatever might pop. I guess it's better to miss one formal than... you know. Die. haha.

So now I have to take it easy. I hate taking it easy. I want to go to school, damnit! I'M SO LONELY. RAAAAAAAAAAAAAWWWWWWWWWRRRRRR.

Thank you, and goodnight, people of the outside world.

Ahh... Holiday Homework

How I love you. Not. It's been one week of school holidays and I have only just started my homework. Why? Because holidays and homework do not mix. Why do teachers insist on giving homework on the holidays? What will it achieve? About 75% of students won't do it anyway, the remainder will probably do a really half-arsed job.

Ok, so I'm one of those students that actually does her homework. I don't really do a half-arsed job at all. In fact, I do a whole arsed job. Actually, I use my whole body, not just my ass. But I curse every moment of it. Who wouldn't? I'm tired. I've been doing the same stupid assignment for the last two days. Yeah, I've had writer's block... and sometimes I stare blankly at the computer... but so far I've been doing the same assignment for two days.

On top of that, I have a piano exam on Saturday morning, plus church band, and a Party Friday night. I have no time to do anything. DAMNIT.

So now, I'm wasting more time by writing a blog. I'm clever like that, you see. The more time I waste, the less time I have to do homework! How awesome am I?

Damn .


Goodbye blog.