The Thunder Of Guns Tore Me Apart

…You’ve been…THUNDERSTRUCK!

Last night (or very early this morning) was the best way to greet us into Halloween 2009.

Just before midnight, (well it would be much earlier but I only noticed it as I was getting ready for bed) a ferocious rain started pelting outside my windows, so hard that my mom was worried some windows would be shattered. I replaced my toothbrush in the glass, and a momentary flash of cold blue cut itself into the warm glow of my bathroom. I looked up in time to hear a deep rumble announce itself outside the window. I quickly washed my face, excited about what must be going on outside, and ran up the stairs to my bedroom. I drew open my curtains, and turned off the lights. I was suddenly grateful that my bedroom had a view over most of Wheelers Hill and Mulgrave.

Another split second of brilliant cobalt revealed the sky to be filled with storm clouds. The rain was violently lashing itself against my windows, angry that its natural ferocity would be thwarted by a pane of human glass. The thunder became more volatile, ripping itself from the sky instead of allowing itself to rumble quietly. I picked up my mobile phone and texted Carmaine, Catherine, Eunice, Jade, anyone who I thought would be watching the show. I was half right, only Catherine and Eunice were enjoying the spectacle Mother Nature had given. I looked at the time, 12:02. Happy Halloween, She was saying. And don’t forget who’s boss.

I was on the phone with Catherine for a couple of minutes, just silence, static and the occasional “WOW!” emitted from me when an especially glorious fork slashed through the clouds. Then I was on the phone with Eunice who lives closer to me, and there was one time when two flashes came very close to each other, and at the same time both of us yelled in excitement. Eunice was annoyed that she hasn’t yet seen an actual lightning strike, just flashes, but after I hung up on her she texted me to say that she has, and it had made her day just a little bit more complete.

I sat there for almost another hour, willing Mother Nature to please, one more big one, just give me one more big lightning strike and I’m happy. The rain had ceased, respectful of the attention that Mother Nature required for her show, and somewhere in the distance a wail of siren sounded before quietening again.

People say that when there’s a thunderstorm, it’s the skies being angry. But it didn’t feel like anger last night, just a reminder of the awesome power that nature holds.

It felt peaceful.

(Probably not for whomever the siren was aimed towards.)

Alex.

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Count

Number of exams done so far:

2

Number of exams to go:

5

Number of minutes I had to write my language analysis:

40

Number of times I made the joke “I did that anal so hard the table shook”

20 (or more…probably more)

Number of people I plan to praise me today:

10

Number of people I’ve already asked

3

I’ll keep the count going for the next 3 weeks.

Alex.

P.S.

Number of snails I nearly stepped on today while walking home:

8

Who’s the eco-friendly bitch? Me. Why were they in the middle of the path anyway?! STAY ON THE GRASS!

Also

Number of times the thought crossed my mind that if I tag this heavily with VCE English etc, I’ll get the George Clooney rush again:

4

Wheels On The Bus…Went 2 Stops Too Far

FML moment of the day:

Got to Glen Waverley to find the bus I usually take which drops me off at a bus stop closer to my house had JUST LEFT. So I took an alternative route which would’ve given me an extra 5 minutes’ walk. No biggie.

Yes biggie. Yes a big fucking biggie.

The buzzer on the bus wasn’t working and the bus driver didn’t think to tell any of us that. So when I pressed for my stop outside Whites Lane near Fedeles, it drove past. Now, I was relying on the bus to stop so I was looking down at my phone for the time, so I didn’t notice we’d passed the stop. By the time I’d noticed we’d gone by the 2nd stop. So I walked an extra half hour home.

Woo…t.

Alex.

P.S. Get better Julia!

Barista or Game-ah?

Just to catch people (who give a shit) up…

I’m applying for a job at about 5 different EB Games (I REALLY want to work there haha) and one at Gloria Jeans on Kingsway in Glen Waverley. I suppose either would be fine – GJs is ACTUALLY hiring whereas I’m just throwing hopeful hooks into EB Games – but I’m a bit iffed at GJ since I have dodgy balance and boiling water? Uh oh…

Who knows?

This is also for me to read back on much later next year and laugh at. Because by then I’d be hopefully working at one of the two. Or neither. Or somewhere at bloody least.

Alex.

P.S. JEN! SPANNA! I’m barely holding on! It was a close call last night…

Say “Perhaps” in Spanish, April

I suppose this was long overdue…because I haven’t really kissed your ass in ages.

APRIL! I love you!

Please stay in Melbourne.

Please stay in my life.

Please stay in making my life miserable.

Please stay in my memories.

Please stay.

I’d rather have you tease me about everything than to have nothing to tease about you.

Alex.

Little Pieces

I just got around to reading the messages that people wrote on my pieces of paper.

On the day of dress signing, I couldn’t find my dress so I got paper and asked people to sign those. They were truly a great read and I teared and laughed and cursed at my cousin for her words. Here are some of the best (they’re all good and lovely, but here are some of the best ones)

And, breaking tradition, I’m writing their full names in as they have signed it

Dear Ruyi Alex. I’m sorry for tickling you and making u squirm with suffering. I’m sorry for nuzzling my face against you and making you scared. I am sorry for ACCIDENTALLY raping you and…wait, you don’t know about that. Well…uh…anyways, I’ll miss you. -Cathy

Ruyi! You are absolutely indescribable! No words can say how awesome you are – I’ve learnt so much from you. ❀ always. -Eunice

Did your mum help you make your dress? Best of luck for the coming year Ruyi. Lupp choo long tymez -Lisa T

(Because it wasn’t a dress, it was paper)

RUYI ❀ hey ruyi, you told me not to take up the whole page…BUT NO, you can’t make me. noob. WELL, I’d like to wish you the BEST of luck, stay unique~ ❀ julia (possibly your favouritist year 11) (haha)

(Julia L)

RUYI BROHEME! You’re ace + awesome + hell YES I’m sucking up to you so you’ll write me a part in your script.Β  πŸ™‚ Good luck + live it up! ❀ Raj

Dear Ruyi, I’m allergic to you., Thanks for awesome frees. May all your dreams come true. Love Cami

(I once lied and said I was allergic to everything to her.)

Hey Boy! ^^ I’m gonna miss seeing another person ‘like me’ walking around in the school πŸ˜› Good luck for the future. Always be who you are :] ❀ Stoner the ‘other’ boy ;P

(There’s also Dani signing off with ‘Martinie beasts’)

Alex! YES. YOU! Haha I will miss sitting next to you & poking you! I didn’t move cos you smelt. It was HAYFEVER I promise! ❀ Dee xo

(Vania and Sonam both wrote)

Hey Ruyi/Alex, Good luck for the future! Don’t forget about me and keep in touch.

(This is where Sonam wrote)

I’ll miss all our English/Englang classes. ❀ Sonam πŸ˜€

(And Vania wrote)

But you’re always online so no worries there. πŸ™‚ ❀ Vania

(Word for word, they were identical at first. Wow.)

Ruyi! My dearest cousin =] cannot believe you are graduating and we have no more methods together D= will miss you and your tiny miniscule hands next year BAHAHA. ❀ you! ❀ Christina aka Blondie, soon to be brunette LOL

(She laughs a lot)

I will miss our VET classes. I own your blog. ❀ Nayomi

(No.)

even though i’m really mean + such a bully to you all the time, I do love you lots! You have such a heartwarming hug and you never fail to make me smile. Love you and miss you ❀ Annie.

(Nikita’s funny awesome sweet lovely amazing message)

Dear Alex Ruyi

Nawww! You are going! Legal! OMG! Now you won’t be here anymore to give me all those hugs =(. Im so glad I met you this year, you awesome person. Now look, I AM NOT RACIST! I LOVE ASIANS [therefore] I LOVE YOU!! xxox, sweet lovin’ Nikita Muchado (about nothing) p.s. Asians Rule Wooo! (and in a little box) Asians FTW

(I adore her, I do. What a funny message.)

(And this one was the one I dedicated my title to, as well as making me cry.)

I’ll never admit it but I love you to little pieces πŸ™‚ Best wishes and will always see you ❀ APRIL

There were lots more messages which I didn’t write because they were so personal and close to my heart, I didn’t wish to share it. I think one of them, you know who you are.

I thank you all for your lovely messages. They’re “a candle in the window on a cold dark winter’s night”.

Alex.

Somebody To Lean On

Ah, thus my 3rd installment of one of the most awesomest weeks of my life.

Now, as you may remember I went to sleep at 1 am on the Wednesday night (Thursday morning, whatever) and I had a 5 am wake up on Thursday morning in order to catch a 6:25 train so we could be at school by 7:30. Saw Eunice at Glen Waverley which I didn’t expect because she’d previously said she wouldn’t. But meh.

She was in brown overalls and later bandaged up her head, because as Jack from Jack and Jill, she fell down and broke her crown.

More MacRob people arrived, and then some MHS guys in UNIFORM as well. Annie came on at Mount Waverley with a huge spoon. I thought it was a dirty metaphor until she said that Jen T is a fork, and they’re the famous (if not stuffed up) “dish and spoon” (you can see the stuff up because Jen T was a fork).

I was in this huge cape as Phantom Of The Opera (Yeah, I gave up on Mojo Jojo or the whole Powerpuff Girls thing, for that matter). The mask stuck out weirdly so I didn’t wear it. People thought I was Dracula. I was okay with that.

Eunice, Fel and I got off at Melb Central to go to Coles, and I thought it would be a good idea to buy a small box of tissues. Met up with Carmaine who was the train after us, and we took the tram up to school, getting off at Bowen (I’m just using these terms because I won’t really use themΒ  much after this….sad) and going over the overpass. There were no bras on there, much to Eunice’s disappointment (there was a prank or something planned where we all tied a bra to the overpass…I don’t know). We went around to the Lakeside Courtyard where we were celebrating, and there were teachers standing around making sure we didn’t have fun.

Had some pancakes and fairy floss for breakfast, and then went on to start camwhoring. THERE WAS A JUMPING CASTLE! Went onto it 2 times, once with Sonam who landed butt first on my face, and the 2nd time with Julia and co., with the former deciding to test the side safety nets by pushing me repeatedly onto it.

Took photos for the first 20 minutes until woe woe woe my batteries ran out. I relied on other people for photos. And, of course, I became the camera mule, taking pictures for other people.

There were many amazing costumed groups, some of the memorable ones were:

The Powerpuff Girls (of course) and the Rowdy Rough Boys

The Soft Drinks Cans (they made these huge cans that they wore, and Huey especially wobbled in them)

The 2 Rubiks Cubes (I tried solving them. The girls inside asked what I was doing. I said solving them. They laughed.)

Bridezillas (it was freaking scary)

Snow White and the 7 Dwarves (Nug was a dwarf. I got to laugh) and of course the entourage of Evil Witches and whatnots

Bumblebee arm on Optimus Prime from Transformers (here’s looking at Bel)

Madeline and the French Nun Woman Whose Name I Forgot! Someone remind me.

Firemen.

The French Revolution people (I have no idea who they were meant to be, but they had good facial hair)

And of course, the Oompa Loompas and Willy Wonka, which scared the crap out of me. I meant the orange people though.

There were many others unnamed, and all of them were good and you could tell everyone put a lot of effort into it.

After much excitement and photos, it was time to go to the hall for the assembly. We yelled, we cheered, and of course we…but back up…background first.

For the previous week, it has been known that the clocks have been disappearing from every single classroom in school. While most of the year level knew that was happening, we didn’t actually know WHY. This wasn’t revealed until at assembly, Saf stood up there onstage and said, “Okay girls, on the count of 3 sing with me.” No one knew what song, and Saf said, “Just go with it ladies.”

“1…2…3…”

“I want one moment in…time!” And at that exact moment every clock that we had (which was every clock the school had) were raised to face the rest of the school behind us, and we all joined in a heartfelt, off-key, screeched out and by all means AWESOME rendition of One Moment In Time (the high-high-highlight being “when I’m racing with destiny” when everyone forgot EB’s advice to let the note envelope us and instead tried to shoot it from the top of our heads…it was nasty).

Then, the first act came on, and it was a lovely little dance number. I can’t recall all of the songs, but I just remember 2 scenes. 1, the first scene, when Mishie and Rach Tan (the former being a MacRob girl the latter being an “ENTER score” sought each other out through the crowd to Swift’s Love Story (“we were both young when I first saw you”). And then the 2nd scene was when Mishie was left by herself when ENTER abandoned her, and she sobbed out “ALL BY MYSELF!”

Then it was time for the video! Except there was a technical difficulty, so Amee went ahead with her piano improvisation. It brought tears for many of the girls, and started the mood for the video off.

The video was great, even if I do say so myself (and on behalf of my fellow committee-ers). It brought laughter where it was wanted, gasps where it was planned, and tears where it should be. Mr Rus- as Superman was amazing (and it was the first time I saw that skit, so I laughed so hard I teared), and all the other videos were of top-notch standard. People said afterwards that not a single video in it was boring, every one of them was great. That was the best compliment we could have gotten.

After the video, the tissues I bought came in handy, as those around me started bawling (I got the aloe vera kind, so it was good on their noses).

Then Pru- and Mari- went onstage and sang “Lean On Me”, during which Pru- cracked up which cause most of everyone else to cry (I still didn’t cry…which was weird).

Later on, when the rest of the school had left (we all did a standing ovation for the Yr 11s and others who were with us. I NEARLY felt like tearing at the thought of leaving Catherine, Fa and Julia L)Β  we started on the awards of “Most Likely”. And, true enough, Bel and Julia got “Most likely to be each others bridesmaids”. Mari- got “Friend Whore” because she was the most frequently mentioned person in the 3 categories “Most Compatible Pair” “Most Unlikely Pair” and something else.

After everything, after farewells to everyone, we headed out to leave. The Yr 9s gave us a human tunnel for us to leave by, each of them saying “we’ll miss you! Good luck!” and we all agreed, perhaps this bunch has some hope left yet.

Had a final Form get together at the picnic tables, where Jen and Nay handed out these little envelopes and in it they’ve described each person as an element. I was Sodium. It was a salty (not sweet) description, and it was lovely.

Left with BRuCE, Fel, Dani and Zara to Dani’s place for an impromptu BBQ. I felt sleepy by that point. Called Julia L to wish her a happy birthday and turned out she cried!! What a darl.

And thus ended my career as a high school student. In less than 1 month I will be free. Free from exams. Yet at the same time free of the protective and familiar environment that I’ve grown accustomed to over the last 4 years, and free of the faces that I’ve come taken for granted to see. And I don’t feel like it’s a good thing at all.

Alex.