Big girls and bigger girls – all are beautiful

I suppose you wondered why I quoted FERGIE in my previous previous post “Big girls don’t cry…” etc.

That was because I wrote that on Tuesday, which was the day of the Middle School Soiree.

Jen and I, being in the guitar ensemble, stayed behind afterschool for the soiree.

The dress-up theme for that day was Previous School Uniform and Carmaine came in just casual, but it looked a bit preppy (save for her short shorts). Someone asked her if that was her old school uniform. I said, “Yes, because her old school was Ralph Lauren.”

Afterschool, after sound check (I had my first sound check, and last, and it was awesome), Jen and I went into South Melbourne just basically to unwind and eat/relax before the soiree. It was a hot day, 27 degrees celcius, so we went to the Coffee Club on Clarendon. It had free Wi-fi which made our afternoons. We had our iced drinks and instead of JUST TALKING TO EACH OTHER across the table, we Facebook messaged each other.

It was fun.

Went to Baker’s Delight and I bought a chilli pizza which was actually chilli, kudos to them.

At 5:20 pm the weather suddenly changed to become colder. I took the time.

Walked around South Melbourne for a bit so Jen could have a gawk at a few things, and went past the Bookstore on Coventry St. We went in and went to the back which was the kids’ section. Spent about 40 minutes there just browsing through kids’ books.

Saw a book titled 1001 Books Kids Must Read Before They Grow Up. In the ages 12+ section there was Twilight. I reckoned the book could’ve just been 1000 Books.

Also saw these two books (one of which not only do I know already I’ve actually posted a blog about it over a year ago, to whomever can remember it):

Does anyone remember this post?

And also this:

It made me rofl hard.

Then, as Jen went to the counter to buy “Where The Wild Things Are” the guy behind the counter asked, “is this for a little girl or a little boy? Or a big girl or a big boy?” And I started laughing because it was for SonJ, who is a big tall girl.

When I then went up to buy the first book for Carmaine, the guy asked, “Is this for the same big girl?”

Jen replied, “No this is a different big girl…a biggER girl.”

We laughed all the way to Nandos.

I bought a coleslaw because I wasn’t hungry, Jen bought regular chips. We went to the playground area near the roundabout near Napier St and ate it, and then went back to school to perform.

We were okay.

That’s the end of Tuesday.

It was awesome fun.

Alex.

I am Ninja, TOO!

Ah, my second Ninja day of the year.

Today’s dress up theme included Pirates vs Ninjas. I decided to be a Ninja. Took the early train to school (unnecessarily it turned out), so that Dani could help me get more gear on.

Zara and Dani arrived sort of just before the bell, and they helped me put on quite a few pieces of material (three to be exact) around my head to make the ninja head-gear. Then some red fabric around my forehead and around my forearms and I became Ninja #4. All the way down the corridors the minions below me looked on in awe, “Wow, so cool, a ninja!” they gushed. And I smiled. But you couldn’t tell.

Ah! Nearly forgot to mention Dom’s awesome black belt. Funny story. Dom is a black belt in karate, and so I borrowed his black belt to look H.C. I was wearing it and showing the name on the belt “Sempai Dominic T-” and Dani and Carmaine (at different times) said, “Oh, did he buy a belt and get it custom made to have his name on it?”

“No,” I said, “he’s actually a black belt.”

Dom, I took a picture holding up your name in the belt. Will get it to you when I have it. Ha…

Ghosted quite a few people. For some reason being in Ninja gear (albeit stuffy and hot) made me very silent. I ghosted Shaz halfway down L2 before she saw me out of the corner of her eyes and jumped.

I snuck up on quite a few people and simply stood there staring at them (with my Asian Ninja eyes) until they noticed me and jumped.

And for some reason, wearing Ninja gear made me invisible to people I was walking towards, face on, until I was breathing on their face. They jumped.

April, Dani, Zara, Runa and myself all dressed almost identically. So at recess and lunch we just sat together, and people kept on asking us, “are you plotting something?”

I know we looked intimidating.

Eating was hard. I had to remove the face piece for a while, to breathe, to drink, to eat. Still. I looked awesome.

Oh, Periods 3 and 4 saw Dani and I taking a round of the school, just looking into class windows and waving.

People jumped.

Carmaine took photos for us at lunchtime. Haven’t camwhored like that in a while.

Had to eventually take the gear off. Too hot and public transport…

It was a good day. Pity Catherine and Bee weren’t there.

Oh and when Dani and I walked past Eunice’s Chem class, she (Eunice) did the Ninja chop. In class. While her teacher was in there.

Alex.

P.S. This Year 10 thing is getting out of hand. What a time waster. I am said my 10 cents, I am moving on. If I get into trouble for this, then I’m sure the entire Yr 12 body will back me up. That is all.

Fail Moment Written Down

I forgot to mention this on Friday, and only remembered it now as I am doing last minute Eng Lang homework.

We were going through some answers for a past trial exam, and there was this text about the narrator’s childhood in the Darling Downs, in Queensland.

So, Miss M asks Lisa, “Why do you think the examiners chose this text?”

“I don’t know.”

“Oh come on, it’s really easy; you don’t even have to think about it.”

“Because it’s written down?”

“…Okay you have to think about it a little bit.”

Fail.

Alex.

I’m done with meth!!

Ah I love having suggestive puns in my titles.

No, I am not a meth-head. I am merely finished with all my Methods SACs forever. And I didn’t find it too hard which was pleasing. But I’m going to be a humble bumble bee and stop at: I did well.

I also had a really fun lunchtime. We were just sitting around, me eating a lovely passionfruit yoghurt and wedges that actually had potatoes in them. We were just joking around and I recounted this old blonde joke.

Three people, a brunette, a red-head and a blonde, were running away from a guy, and they hid in three separate sacks.

The guy caught up to them and saw the sacks. To make sure, he kicked the first sack which had the brunette. The brunette said, “miaow!” So the guy thought, right that’s a cat, and walked on. He kicked the sack with the red-head.

“Woof!” cried the brunette. Right, thought the guy, a dog.

He then went to the sack with the blonde and kicked it. The blonde, seeing what was done before, knew exactly what to say.

“Potatoes.”

Tiff laughed, then hauled ass for the bathroom. I was concerned.

Later, in class. We all got into a Glee frenzy. ‘Nuff said.

Bee was very stressed about Methods and I tried to cheer her up. I don’t think I did well.

At the bus stop I made the noob mistake of standing at the wrong stop. I stood there for ten minutes trying to look cool and had to walk to the next stop as my bus pulled ahead.

Tomorrow I celebrate my last SAC ever. Legal.

It has been a good day.

Alex.

P.S. I spent period 2 with Julia in the library playing on the iTouch. That was good too.

I had Oral…Exam

You’re right, Dom, that joke never gets old.

Yes! Yes! I have done and dusted my Chinese oral…exam forever and ever and ever! Never again would I have to describe myself in 20 seconds or less, or recite the 3 points of my detailed studies.

The sad part is, while doing my detailed studies, I’d said that I had 4 main points. I had to backpedal quickly and say 3.

To be short, the oral…exam was semi-epic-fail. The general conversation was good, despite my two male examiners (MALE! BOTH OF THEM! Female ones smile more) starting me off with “how did you get here?” and I just sat there desperately trying to remember how to say “train” in Chinese, I was that nervous.

The det. stud. was a bit worse. I really forgot a lot of my info half way through and started stuttering (I guess that problem would resurface sooner or later when I’m nervous) so I had to make stuff up. The downside of getting male examiners and me doing a rather masculine topic is that they actually had a general understanding of my topic, and knew when I was bullshitting (as opposed to when I had females for mock exam, and they thought I was very well researched. Baha). In fact the younger male examiner had the expression of “bullshit bullshit” on his face in the last 3 minutes.

I just hope they give me marks for repair strategies and ability to maintain conversation, and not mark me down for contents. Haha.

Fa had dyed her hair brown! I haven’t seen her like that in a while, and I just felt it would be great injustice not to suggest that she keep that hair color forever. Hey Fa, I really think that brown suits you more and makes you look more elegant than orange/blonde. She also wore a “conservative” outfit, namely jeans and a baggy jumper (which she borrowed off her mom. I doubted it was hers anyway).

I’ve never really been nervous much before, I’ve been excited and nervous yet but not just nervous. I actually felt myself shaking a bit waiting outside the classroom, and Lyd- who was with me tried to calm me down by telling me my hair looked good.

It worked.

Well, it was all said, and done, and dusted, and blown away, and I did a little dance afterwards. Now, onto Methods and Legal! Then it will be 3 weeks until my English exam.

1 down, 6 to go!

Alex.

Last Day Of The Last

Remember my post First Day Of The Last?

I can’t believe that I’m now writing last day of the last.

Today is the last day of the last “school holidays” I’ll ever have. After this, holidays are just merely…holidays. No more 2 weeks of every 10 weeks. Pity.

I have been 70% successful in my venture to study and do homework. I have also been 90% successful in resting, sleeping in and watching NCIS on my computer and all those other shows online.

So, holidays well spent, in my opinion.

After this is what really counts. Exams, studying, preparation, and then I can rest.

So there you have it. Last day of the last.

Take care, everyone about to head off into exams. Take care of yourself, and take care to not fuck up (joooookes).

Good luck, too, of course.

Alex.

Studying…

I haven’t updated in ages, so maybe I should share what I’ve been doing.
I’ve actually been studying! What a change. I have 5 weekdays and 5 subjects, doesn’t take a genius to figure out how I decided to do this.
It’s semi working, I did get methods done (mostly…sort of) and I do plan to do English and catch up on the legal studies I didn’t do yesterday.
Yes, I am so freaking fun and exciting right now. Wait ’til exams get closer.
Yep. Cool.
Maybe something fun will happen later this week. Ten bucks say no.
On the other hand, channel GO! is up to episodes of Moonlight I haven’t seen yet. That’s sort of exciting.
Okay I’ll just…go do homework now. Yep.
Alex.

Just can’t get a break

I had the most unlucky happening today.
Going to the mock oral I thought I’d get Spanna’s mom. No. Instead I got the teacher I had last year, you know, the teacher whom I mouthed off to all last year. Who, at the end of the year said, “I’m so glad I don’t have to teach you anymore.” And I said, “I’m glad I don’t have to be taught by you.”
Woo.
Alex.