Haven’t I been slack lately?
Well, it’s only 34 days till I go to Japan. Not that I’m counting or anything. He he.
Three weeks ago we had a fourteen year old Japanese girl staying with us. That was so much fun. We went around Burleigh Headland and down to Currumbin rock twice I think. One time it was really cool because the waves were really big, so we climbed up onto the little rock in front of the big one and saw all the waves crashing up against the littler rocks in front.
After she’d been with us for a week, she went home and another girl came. She was seventeen and from the same school I went to in Japan last year. And, guess what?? I’m staying at her place in Japan for my three month homestay! J I’m so excited.
What else has been happening… ha! In the stupid English competition we have to do every year since about year five, I got a High Distinction! Which I think means I was in the top 1% of the state, or something. I have to say I find it very amusing, cause I guessed half the questions… it’s sad I’m happy about that, isn’t it? It’s not even like it has anything to do with anything. Hm.
Also, in our English class, we’re doing horror, so we’re reading Dracula. The best bit so far is that we had to write a 500 word horror story, not for assessment or anything, but just because we could. It has been so much fun. Mine was about a rich bloke in London yonks ago who made a hobby of murdering his household staff and eating their remains. One of my friends had a really detailed death scene in which a man killed his brother and cut him up into little pieces because he (the dead bloke) was engaged to the girl the bad brother was in love with. Then he (the bad live one) made her marry him, but on the ‘you may kiss the bride’ bit she whipped a knife out of her corset (how she fitted it down there has been a cause for dispute amoung a few of my friends) and stabbed the dude to death. I like it. That’s the beauty of level four English. We all have such repulsive imaginations.
Major cause for disgust in my grade: next year, we’re FINALLY in senior (read: no longer have to be in the same classes as brain dead year nine girls – “Does rice grow on trees like pasta?” (I’m serious, someone asked this question) – who spend the whole time fixing their hair.) But NO!!! Next year is the first year that year ten in Queensland will be a part of the senior school. They get new uniforms. Thank God they’re not coming into our classes too, but they are abolishing the whole Level Four English (not sure about Maths though…) thing and letting them come into year eleven English classes. And you can bet they’ll be coming into the OP one. It seems like my grade’s going backwards. Usually it’s only the mainstream year ten classes that have two, maybe three year nine’s tops. But now, classes like my level four one seem to be going backwards, back with the year nines, which we haven’t done since, well, ever.
Okay, feeling frustrated.
Buh Bye…v
