School

Well. I’ve done it.

I have done all my tests and stuff for this term. All I have left now is my English assignment and PE assignment, both of which I’ve almost done.

Yay!

So. Not all that much has been happening lately. I’m really looking forward to the holidays (especially now that I have my buy one, get one free movie coupon – long story, I’ll explain in a second) as always. The weather has been so shoddy lately, and demonstrating just how useless out school guttering really is.

But, the movie coupon. This term, my school has decided to splash out and give all the students who got straight – A’s (that’s me. Yeah, shut up, I know) a little prize, to say good on ya, keep doing whatever it is you happen to be doing. So they posted out to all of us a two for one movie coupon and a nice letter saying congratulations. So that’s all very nice. I’m not trying to bag it out or anything, but isn’t it interesting that in a letter congratulating students on their academic excellence, they have six spelling mistakes, a grammatical error and half of it doesn’t even make sense. They offered us their congratluatoins and (my personal favorite) misspelled the name of the school. In the letterhead.

Hello people! Spell-check is just a click away. And these are the people who are supposed to be educating us.

Interesting thing though, I showed it to my friend who then showed it to our English teacher who asked if he could borrow it, so I don’t even have it anymore. L

Well, never loose your passion for learning. (Yeah, they wrote that too – without the Well at the front.)

Okay, I’m going to go now…

Toodles.

Hello

So. Mum and I went to the markets to sell stuff on Mothers Day. We went to Lennox Head which is way down past Byron Bay. We’ve never been there before, so we thought got hopelessly lost on the way down. Even though we weren’t… yeah.

It turns out that Mother’s Day is a really stupid day to do the markets. No one goes. They’re all too busy taking their mums out to breakfast and lunch and stuff. So we sat. And we sat. And we sat.

You know what the really sad part is? That ‘so we sat. And we sat. And we sat.’ thing? That’s a slightly adjusted quote from my favourite of all the Golden Circle little kiddy books, ‘Lavender the Library Cat’…that reads ‘so she sat. And she sat. And she sat.’

Okay, you can stop laughing now.

Really.

Please?

So… what else has been going on?
In PE my all – girls class is doing rugby union and AFL. I wouldn’t have thought it would be my kind of thing, but it is SO much fun. Because seriously, how often do we girls get a chance to tackle?? All I can say is thank god there’s no guys in the class. One really sad thing though, which made me feel that the whole feminist thing has all been in vain? The south coast rugby union trials were on at the same time as our class, so half the girls, most likely more, refused to play, and instead sat down on the edge of the guys field for half the lesson. It was way better without them, though.

I’ve just been hit by a fresh wave of pre- Japan- excitedness. I’ve found out that, so far anyway, I’m the only one going in Term Four, which sorta sucks, but I’m still happy. Yay!!

I’m sorry that this post is so all over the place, but really, all I can say is ‘nah nah nah nah nah’ (please imagine me poking out my tongue too).

Bye.

Okay, okay, I wore the stinking blazer.

They’re hot, they’re sticky and just plain annoying. But they do have pockets on the inside. And we lost the debate, but I was sort of expecting that anyway.

Yeah…that’s pretty much all I have to say…

Wasn’t that exciting?

Buh bye.

I never thought I could, but I’ve made it. Sort of.

I have finished all of the Japanese homework that I can do at the office. Shame that when I get home I’ll have to finish my Pol Pot speech… But for now, I have finished.

Yay!

So. What have I been doing lately??

Thinking… thinking…
Haha! I have finally seen another episode of The OC after a drought of a month while Mum and Dad was away and then while I was snowed under with homework. Good thing it’s not difficult to follow. I know exactly what’s going on. Yeah…

I had another job interview today. I’m telling you, Stocklands Burleigh is a goldmine. At least for interviews.

But I did get an email from Woolies the other day, inviting me to apply for the job vacancies in “my area”. One was in Brisbane, the other south of Sydney. Yeah, Sydney. Why would I want to work south of Sydney? I live on the Gold Coast. My location preferences were Palm Beach and Elanora.

I think I’m gonna go now…

Hey,

Jeez, I haven’t written anything in ages! I’ve had ridiculous amounts of homework – AAAARRGH!!! My birthday was on Wednesday, which was incredibly busy.

I got up early, did the prezzie thing, went to toastmasters and walked to school because toastmasters ran late so I missed the bus. Morning tea I had a Student Council meeting and at lunch a debating meeting. After school I worked on my debate stuff, beacause I’d only just gotten my teammates speeches. Then we had the debate, then went out to dinner (Yay for avocado chicken!!).

The debate was really good. I’ve been in two debates in class before and both times I was the first affirmative speaker, so I didn’t have to rebut at all. Wednesday night I was third negative so all I did was rebut, then summarise our arguments. And sure my speech was only four and a half minutes and everyone else’s were seven, but that’s still the longest speech I’ve ever made. Anyway we lost (apparently we should impose a youth curfew), but it was fun…

Okay. What to say??? Ooh. For my birthday, I got stuff. Yeah… Anyway, I got an address book (from France or Italy, I’m not sure, but it’s definitely not English. I also got a watch and a really bracelet…and a few candles and another bracelet and some hairclip and a grow your own pony, which I am growing as I speak – or type.
I have spent today revising for maths and writing a speech for toastmasters about the Boxing Day Tsunami.

Bet you didn’t know that calling it that is an Aussie thing. Well, there you go. I’ve also been researching Pol Pot, a psycho maniac communist who caused the deaths of over a fifth of Cambodia’s population. It’s interesting even though I’m trying to think of “focus questions” for my speech on him and his ethical qualities (or total lack of) which is hard.

So… I’m currently trying to unfreeze…defrost…our icecream. Our back fridge is to cold, so you’ve gotta leave it out for ages so you don’t snap too many forks. I think I’m going to cover it in chocolate Nesquik, because we’ve run out of milk so I can’t have a chocolate milk.

Why am I writing all this stuff on here? Even I can see it’s of no interest to anyone.

Well, ha ha, you’ve spent about five seconds reading about hard icecream and absent milk. Although everything before that wasn’t really all that intellectually stimulating anyway. Well, I have an excuse, I spent all day doing trigonometry revision and I’ll spend large quantities of tomorrow doing Japnaese revision and working on my Japanese speech. Jeez, I’m gonna fry my brain… maybe I should go watch “The Simpson’s” to try and avoid a total brain overload.

ICECREAM REPORT: Really good with heaps of Nesquik mixed into the icecream itself, as opposed to just being popped on top.

I have to go, this is too good to be distracted from

Bye bye.

Hey!

I didn’t realise you could use coloured font on this thing, but there you go. You can’t read that last one, but you didn’t miss much.

So. Mum and Dad have gone to Europe (lucky!!) so my little brother Jack and I have been staying at my friends place. It’s fun. But I’d rather be in Paris, as they are now, about to fly to Venice. So, so jelous.

Ooh, happy news. First level four English and I got 30/30. Yay! I don’t think anyone else got that.

I should really go now, my brother needs to go to the computer.

Buh bye!!

Hello!!

So. Yesturday was our all school swimming carnival. Yeah.

It was really bizarre, because usually I’m someone who dreads the annual sports days and swimming carnivals.

This is for a few reasons:- a) I only know two people in my house, and only one of them goes to the events.
b) you spend most of the days sitting around doing not much except the occasional race (unless you’re fortunate enough to have friends in your house)
c) your house captains spend all their time harrassing you to go in races that are already full.

But this carnival was fun. I don’t know why. Maybe because I had a friend in the house situated next to mine.
Or maybe because of the time my friend and I spent cheering for our friends in the other teams. I can’t think of anything else. I went in breaststroke and lose by half a lap, same as last year. I had my name down for freestyle but wasn’t able to go in it because there wasn’t enough room, same as last year.

Go figure.

I just heard the best song on Rage this morning. Sugababes ‘Ugly’. It’s really good. I love the lyrics.

Lalalalala. I should go.

So I will.

Bye.

Hi

My sauces (both tomato and BBQ) have informed me that the posts I have been trying to put on here these last few weeks have FINALLY worked, so HOPEFULLY this one’ll actually work right away.

Anyway, today is a bizarre day for me.

Today is the day the primary schools and the year eights and elevens go back to school. So, today I went along for the ride to drop off both of my younger brothers (one to primary school –year seven- and the other to high school –year eight). Then I went to help Mum at the office.

This isn’t going to make any sense, but bear with me here. I’m not in going to school mode, but my brothers are at school. It feels like I should be sick, but I’m not in going to school mode or doing homework, or vomiting either for that matter. And even though I’m not in going to school mode, I sort of am, because I feel like I should be at school. Maybe I’m wagging and don’t realise it.

I told you that wouldn’t make any sense. Now I’ve confused myself.

Another weird thing. I’m the only kid in the street at home. That I know of. Seriously. We have two year elevens, four year eights, four primary schoolers. There’s the six month old next door, but I think even she’s at creche. I am all alone.

I really need to quit being so melodramatic.

To change the subject, I have nearly finished Great Expectations by Charles Dickens!! I feel so proud.

Ooh, yesterday we saw Nanny McPhee it was so good. I would like to express my thanks to my dad for figuring out what that little boy was off. It was really bugging me. Seriously, go see it.

I don’t know what else to say, so

Toodaloo

Hi,

In honour of the last two weeks of the school year when only the year eight’s and nine’s are left at my school, and the teachers divide your grades turnout of about sixty students out of a possible hundred and fifty into two groups, stick you into a computer room and pretend to supervise you, I have complied the following list:

Things to do in class when you’re so bored you start to write letters to imaginary people.

1. Actually write letters to imaginary people.
2. Find as many internet IQ tests as you can and challenge your friends.
3. Colour a bit of paper, shred the ends, wind it around your pen, sticky tape it in place and decorate. Have a fashion parade and/or beauty pagent with your friends and their pen friends.
4. Have a Mr. Squiggle, noughts and crosses, hangman and SOS tournament with as many people as you can rope in.
5. Ask your teacher if you can write on the white/black board.
6. Write ‘a is for apple, b is for banana etc…’ with your bad hand.
7. List as many song lyrics as you can think of.
8. Arm/thumb wrestle
9. Check your email.
10. Plan all the fabulous things you’ll do once you’re on holidays, for six glorious weeks.

The only ones I actually did was the noughts and crosses, hangman, arm wrestles, check my email and plan my holidays.

But whatever. I’m on holidays now, so that’s all that matters. So far all I’ve done is get totally waterlogged and hang out at my friends place. Mind you, I have been cleaning my room, so that makes me feel a bit like I’m actually getting something done. It really needed a good clean though, because I haven’t dusted for about four months and all my junk was starting to get piled up on my desk. I really hope Mum doesn’t read this.

It’s been the nicest day on the Gold Coast. I’m actually starting to believe the saying thing: beautiful one day, perfect the next. Although yesterday was nicer than today, on account on the whole clouds pouring in in the afternoon. Dad and I drove past the beach earlier, and it looked absolutely gorgeous. So about an hour ago, we went for a swim.

I’m going to go jump in the pool, so bye.