Because The Drugs Never Work

[Teenagers – My Chemical Romance]

Today was the final assembly for my school life, ever. Okay, so one more category tagged for School haha.

There isn’t much to say, except congratulations to everyone, we did fantastic (the official result comes out tomorrow but I think we’ve managed to pull in first again. Then again, Garvey wasn’t sounding very confident).

Also it was funking hot.

It was so hot, in fact, that when Jen, Sonia and I got on a tram, a girl (who I think was a MacRob chick but I can’t be sure) remarked,” It’s so hot in here!” To my usual self, I said half loud enough to hear, “That would be because of me.” The girl looked at me and then said, “Yeah probably.”

Easily made my day.

Now I’m home, and basically waiting for tomorrow, because it will be cooler, and Katherine’s coming over!

Score.

There are some other personal stuff going on at the mo, for me, but I think I’ll not bore and depress you as the festive season nighs, and I’ll just let you know that while I’m pretty sad, I think it’ll be okay.

Alex.

It’s A Terrible Thing To Know What You Want

[The Way She Moves – Forever The Sickest Kids]

Obligatory VCE RESULT BLOG POST!

I think for now I’ll stay reserved on here and simply state that I’m happy, I’m relieved because it’s enough, despite what my parents may think/say/do.

And I’m very very happy for Cathy who got one of the best marks so far, while being in Frankston.

My Study Scores made me laugh though. How did I get so low for English? And how was English Language my first when I did so badly in the exam? Well, the mysteries of VCAA.

I hope all was well for everyone too. And when I say well, I meant: satisfactorily enough and a good reflection of the hard work you put in. Don’t beat yourself up just because you didn’t get that score “your parents wanted”. As long as you’re ace with what you did, that’s the real ace. It’s YOUR life.

Alex.

P.S. Omgsh I think this will be the last time I tag “School” as a category. It’ll be university soon!

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

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.

Chirp, chirp, chk chk BOOM!

That was the sound of me on Twitter, and what VCE will do to me now that I am cheating on it with this WordPress, my Facebook, and now my Twitter.

It’s okay here on WordPress because WordPress and Facebook knows the other exists, and in deed promotes Twitter. Facebook even helps WordPress get more face-time (or should it be Word-time?). Facebook now also helps mention Twitter, and Twitter subsequently mentions WordPress. It’s a mutual 3-way as to the acknowledgement of the others’ existence.

But VCE. Oh no, VCE has no idea WordPress, Facebook and Twitter exists. VCE thinks she’s the only one for me, and I intend to keep it that way. As long as VCE thinks she’s unique, VCE will be nice to me. But if VCE was to find out…[shudder].

Nonetheless, if you  have Twitter, please check me out at twitter.com/lost_causes. I’mstill getting used to the whole “no immediate reply” thing, but I’m getting there.

Alex.

GAT 09 – George Clooney

Before I say anything else, please read this very short The Age article online:

George Clooney The Answer for VCE Pranksters

This way I don’t have to explain it all.

So, yes, in summary, I did include George Clooney into my GAT. I was tempted to include it into the informative piece, where I was writing about the lifespan and functions of the worker bee, and how in its “Golden Years” – much like George Clooney is now…but no I decided it would only be wise to include it in the opinion section.

The opinion section was about possessions. So:

“…to have possessions would make people happy. And happiness is an individual thing. Some people may be happy with what little they have, such as George Clooney and his Nespresso coffees…”

“…sure, possessions lessen our appreciation for traditional things, as was George Clooney’s appreciation of fine women for instant coffee shots…”

And I only thought about this one after I finished it:

“…possessions make us happy. Just like if one was to possess George Clooney.”

Now, as you may have read, VCAA did not say if they would mark down those who mention Clooney. But hey I think if they do, that’s just a reflection of their stupid conservative ways, and absolute rigidity. Here, we finally have all the students uniting to be CREATIVE in such a boring assessment, and actually looking FORWARD to sitting the GAT, and what do you do? You reward them by marking them down. Bad children, who taught you to be creative and find fun in life? You MUST do things as we tell you and be stuck in the mould we’ve set.

Well, we’ll see what happens. I’m pretty sure if they (VCAA) marked this down the students would all revolt. After all, as long as it was relevant, it’s like marking someone down for using black pen instead of blue.

I finished the thing an hour early. Had time for a Maccas run.

Alex.

Methods SAC

Today was the first 3/4 Methods SAC. I had a triple free at the end of the day so I did a little bit of work in P4, had lunch in the Common Room with Dani (who was going bananas over her Lit SAC in the very next double) and then in P5 and 6 bunkered down in the library and did a few exercises.

SAC wasn’t too bad, I suppose. I had people reckon that the SAC was harder than the 2nd test, which I found absurd seeing as I got 69% for the 2nd test (haha 69) so it either means I am falsely confident and I am so fucked for this SAC, or they were wrong. There was one irksome question, which I know I did not get. But, really, it wasn’t altogether too bad.

After the seemingly obligatory post-SAC-mortem, Carmaine, Fel and I went to buy some junk/comfort food at Flinders, before taking an old train home.

Now I await my results.

My week’s outlook is not bright:

Friday: Grand Prix so I will bunker at home and study for my English SAC which is in a week, my English Language SAC which is in a week and a day, and perhaps if I can be bothered my Chinese SAC which is a day before my English. Flipside? After next Tuesday, I can thoroughly enjoy my last week of wearing school uniforms.

Speaking of which, we tried on the hoodies today in the Common Room, and I was (figuratively) swimming in the XS. I sure am looking forward to wearing the jumpers, though, because that will show the stupid Juniors who the Yr 12s are.

And, I suppose, speaking of 69. Andrew got a new – and what I call – “Special Poster” which he so gleefully showed me last week. It was the Periodic Table of Elements, except replace the last word with “Sex-Positions”. There were, for example, and this was actually the only example which I paid attention to – or rather, dared to pay attention to, the “Standing 69.” It came complete with a graphic illustration/instruction, employing 2 artist’s mannequins, one for female and one for male. And where the Table of Elements have the extra bit along the bottom, Andrew had “Advanced Positions” which, at a glance, seemed to defy gravity.

A suitably awkward yet highly amusing topic of conversation.

I spent my weekend watching Just for Laughs Gags online. They are. INGENIUS. I hope I do get onto the video committee so I can perhaps employ some of those gags. Oh and Bianca and Fel are on the Formal Committee, Bee being the General Manager. That sounds really important, so congratulations to her!

Longest post in a while. Sorry I have been so quiet lately (and this was reflected on my blog hits). I suppose getting Facebook was a very bad disease for the popularity of my blog, and also I suppose Yr 12 VCE was also a crippling handicap. Besides, there really haven’t been much of write-worthy lately.

OH AND, I NEARLY FORGOT! Today Gen and Bec shaved their heads. A public spectacle at lunchtime, and both shed tears. We love those two, though. What a good cause!

D.F.

First Day Of The Last

Today I had my first official school day of Year 12. Actually, I suppose it wasn’t really a full day considering it was a Wednesday and most of it were interrupted by school photos, but nonetheless a working day.

We were given the outline for English and Legal, my two classes for today, and while both of them are a bit daunting, I think if I pull my head in I can do it. English will require me to put in a bit more effort with notes and prep than I usually do, and it was a bit sad actually not having April in my class to relieve the stress like I usually have her. I have some pretty big personalities in my English class this year so if I don’t watch what I say I might get onto the wrong side of things. I don’t know, maybe I want that. So far, I’ve been dubbed as the knife-killer due to a misunderstanding in an activity we did. And Legal Studies I see to be a rather hard but fun subject, because Julia and Jen are really good to sit with, and Mr Sh- is an interesting speaker.

Tomorrow I have my first Methods and English Language class. I shudder to think what will happen in Methods. I hope that I’m keeping up with the work. And it will be interesting to see how Miss Madd- teaches, as compared to Mr And-. Oh, speaking of which, Ino- Sensei has officially changed her name so it is hyphenated with Mr And-‘s as well. And here I was thinking that it just meant they were being coodinators together.

I got the bottom locker, but I suppose it’s not too bad, despite the crowding. Most of my classes, bar Methods, are all on the same level and building as my locker, with my form room and my Legal Studies class right next door to it. So I can afford to wait for an opening.

I sat under the aircon in Legal and I’ve got a bit of a headache. I’m sure it’s nothing a spot of water, a good sleep and my immune system can’t kick, though. Bee, Carmaine and Fel studied at the Glen library after school while I waited for my mom to pick me up. It annoys me that, because I don’t study much, I sometimes get shunned from them when they do need to study. This probably won’t be too big a problem this year, considering I want to pick up my slack (baby steps, as Mr Sh- advised) but nonetheless…

I don’t know if I will blog as frequently as I do from now on. It’s become a habit to log on every night and tap in a few (hundred) words. But at the same time I want to keep up in Methods, and stay on top of the reading for Legal. And then, Chinese will start. I’m pretty glad I did an extra year of Chinese beforehand, because I’ve got a fair idea of what Year 12 is like. I’m just worried about my Detailed Studies.

Socially, Year 12 is shaping up pretty well. I stepped into the Common Room for a bit today but it was crowded by quite a few people – if I’m honest, it was crowded by the group of people I expected it to be dominated by – so we didn’t do much. I haven’t yet taken advantage of microwaves and whatnots. The canteen has adopted a new menu this year. I mean, yeah, it’s healthier, but frankly it’s a lot more expensive for food that we can all bring from home anyway, and bloody hell they’re charging 20c for a packet of ketchup, whereas before it was liberal dispensing of soy sauce, ketchup, mustard…and plus they’ve taken off most of the greasy foods which we rely on in winter. Interested to see how long this new health kick can last for.

It was pretty good to hang out a bit with the people in my form, I didn’t do much of that at camp. Form is going to be awesome this year, because we’ve got our old Geography/History room, and there were many a good memory made there in the past. I feel that everyone’s being pretty happy and nice to everyone else (at least as far as I’m aware) because it’s our final year. That is not to say I haven’t also noticed how much distaste I have for some people who laughed and made fun of other people behind their backs (case in point the envelopes of postcards we made for English, with our personalities on them. A few girls have been looking at them with their friends and laughing and guessing some postcards to be representing “retard” or “pedophile”).

Oh well, one more year and I can be rid of those idiots forever. Spend more time with real friends.

Keep Cool (and motivated)

D.F.

Monash Uni Camp 2009

On Monday and for a good half of today I was on my Monash Uni camp, at where else but Monash University?

Since it was a 2 day thing, I might cut a few things short. And we’ve had so many laughs and jokes and good one-liners that I can’t remember them all. I’ll try my best to see what comes to mind.

Got up early (but not as early as I’d have to get up tomorrow) and picked up Bianca and Fel from Bee’s house. Were one of the first ones (ish) to get there, but waited around for Carmaine and Eunice so we ended up being one of the middle-last ones to register. I was in a room with Carmaine while Bianca, Eunice, Mary, Fel and EmPow were in the next room. Actually, they’re like clusters of rooms, so as 48 and 49 Carmaine and I were in one cluster with 47, 46 and 45. And as 50 and onwards, the others were in the next cluster. We had no idea where our rooms were so it took some walking around to get there. Who the hell knew G stood for Ground level?

Started the camp off with the “Conference Housekeeping” (ah gotta love the program sheet). Were told what to do, what not to do, that it’s a school camp, etc. Were told lights out at 11. Oh what a story that became. For future references, every one of our “conference sessions” were held in a large theatre. For all but 2 sessions I sat in the front row with BRuCE, and most of the time Dani.

After the Conference Housekeeping came the Study Sensei, which wasn’t in Japanese. It was held by two girls called Sam and Laura, the former being 24 but we all thought she was about 18-19, and I still don’t know how old Laura is but she looked a bit younger. They told us various ways to study and to take notes, and what is a good thing to do, what is not, etc. They told us that exercise books are not a good idea. I thought “psh, I just bought them, no way I’m going to looseleaf now.” Laura played a memory game with us, trying to make us remember information about her family and life. I think that was the only interesting part of it all.

Had morning tea, which was basically everyone cramming into the common room grabbing at drinks and biscuits. Then we went to VCE Enrolment, where we filled out those mandatory forms and signed those legal releases. Then we were told about the sports activities for the afternoon.

Had lunch, in the dining hall, which in so many ways made us think of a Chinese restaurant – all that was missing were the soy sauce and chopsticks. Halfway through lunch, something happened that made Carmaine spill water onto her crotch. Luckily she was wearing tights so the discomfort is only known to her, no one else could see. We had a loud laugh and Bee sighed and asked no one in particular, “Do you see what I have to put up with?”

We then went to the sports activities. I signed up for Tennis but it took ages for the gate to be opened, so much so that Bianca, Shaz and EmPow left and went back to the rooms. Bianca and Shaz didn’t come back to play, but EmPow did. Fel and I rallied (that is, tried) a few times with Jenko and Gif-. Then we played singles for a while, before EmPow came back. After a while, Carmaine and Eunice joined us, and EmPow, and those two and I played a few rallies. I got rather sunburnt (again). Actually, I was wearing a wristguard (weak wrist) and I have a rather distinct tan line of where the wristguard starts and ends. I was rather puffed out and tired at the end of the game. And later that night when I had a chance to look into the mirror I was tomato red. When I got back to the room, I had a quick rinse in the shower and went out to afternoon tea. Then, back to the Deakin Theatre to listen to our principal talk, and then Miss K- talked to us about VCE stuff. Not much is what we haven’t heard, or know, but it was a bit daunting to have it all said again.

Then came a speaker called Jelena Popovic. She is a magistrate. April remarked that she talked JUST LIKE Ms MacA- and it was found out later on that the reason for that is they’re actually siblings. Popovic always made jokes about Ms MacA- being strict, and when she did she would cup her hands over the mike as if she were whispering, but by doing so she actually made her words louder and audible.

Before dinner, Carmaine went to play pool while I properly washed my hair, but when I left my room I couldn’t find her, nor anyone else. I walked around the residence area, shouting her name. I managed to find Eunice, and made our way to Shaz’s room via mobile instructions. Then, sticking my head out of Shaz’s room, I shouted “CARMAINE! CARMAINE!” I found a few people walking around down below (that is, Shaz’s room is on the 2nd floor, or 3rd floor if you’re American) and asked “HAVE YOU SEEN CARMAINE!?” Someone answered, “No I didn’t. But…” then went out of sight and earshot, and I started frantically shouting “BUT WHAT?!” I went back to our room in case she was there, nup. Walked around the area a little bit more just in case, and asked a lot more people. Nup. Finally, Carmaine called Eunice back in Shaz’s room, and I went to get her. Upon seeing her, I said, “Don’t be surprised if later people start telling you that I’m looking for you.” Later, at dinner, Nagi-, one of the people whom I shouted at, asked me, “So did you end up finding Carmaine?” Played pool with Carmaine after dinner, and somehow pulled a hammy on the table.

Had another speaker after that, talking about relationships. Her talk had ups and downs, I suppose it was a good relief from the incessant talk about schoolwork, but at the same time it wasn’t anything I didn’t already know about myself. The speaker was clearly a big fan of Sex In The City and Delta Goodrem. She showed us a a couple of love songs that might make different people feel different ways, two of which were Goodrem songs and one was “Feel” by Robbie Williams. We talked about Toxic and Nontoxic relationships, and reasons why people might stay in the latter. Nearly every suggestion that came up somehow rounded its way back to “for the sex” or “for the money”. Then, near the back I hear a voice say, “Emotional blackmail. As in if the partner says ‘I’ll kill myself if you leave me’.” Took a look-see, and of course, that was Dani (love you). There was a clip called “catfight” which was actually about 7 tiny adorable puppies chasing and bullying this cat, which was trying to run away and defend itself. Also there was a music clip for “I’m A Believer” the song, and true to our nature, we all sang along to the chorus. Oh, and almost forgot to mention. There was a poem which the speaker wanted us to listen to and write down 3 emotions we think the poem, a breakup poem, was about. I don’t remember much of the poem except it was a generic sappy heartbreak crap, but there were 2 lines that went something along the lines of “You blew it one too many times…I don’t want to get off the joyride that you give me” or something. About 3/4 of the theatre sniggered, I included. Carmaine elbowed me exasperatedly, because at time we were sitting very close to the teachers.

Had supper, then had some time left before Lights Out at 11. We all (that is, BRuCE, Shaz and Fel) went up to Shaz’s room and hung out a bit, and decided to play truth-or-truth. We got as far as something about Bee that I can’t remember but it was something I knew, Eunice’s past crushes, the fact that I’d rather do Michael Jackson than Mr G (Only because like HELL I’d EVER do Mr G), and that Carmaine would rather do Mrs Wil- than Ms Gar-, but only because she likes the former’s lipstick (ie, the “taste of her cherry chapstick”. One of my better calls for the night). EmPow, Franco and Hobo came in later, and we started playing Mafia. In the 4 rounds, I was a Mafia, Detective, Detective, then the narrator. Won as the Mafia, lost as Detective first time because we blamed the wrong people (haha Carmaine was my fellow detective but we ended up blaming the wrong person, who was a Civillian), lost as Detective second time because I was killed, and then as the narrator narrated a rather funny story (everyone laughed…but I was gruesome…so…) and in the end Fel managed to give away the game.

We were hitting about 15 minutes until lights out when we all went back to our rooms. Had a bit of a confused moment when Carmaine and I wanted to spend the night in Bee and Eunice’s cluster, but couldn’t lug the mattresses to their cluster without being suss, and then later on when Carmaine and I were trying to get Bee and Eunice over to my room because if we moved Carmaine’s mattress to my room we’d have space, it was already past 11 and Bee was too scared. So instead we slept in my room, I on the floor because I didn’t like how soft the bed was (nor did I like how soft the mattress and pillow were) and talked for about 2 and a half hours. At some point, we were lying horizontally across the bed, with our feet on the wall next to the bed, and we started stomping the wall. Then came a loud “thump thump” and we were like “OH CRAP SOMEONE’S IN THE ROOM NEXT TO US!” Turned out to be Mary, and we were concerned that she may have overheard our conversation, but she said “I WAS ASLEEP UNTIL YOU TWO STARTED STAMPING ON THE WALL!” We called Eunice and they were playing Snap and Spit in their room, so we just kept on talking. Covered many an interesting topic of conversation, and were pretty honest with each other which I was really really grateful for. Then at around 1:20 am, we called Dani’s mobile, and were greeted with a small unappreciating croak. We asked, “Aww, were you asleep?” And got a confirming croak in reply. “Oh, sorry honey. Go back to sleep. Goodnight, we love you.” “Errgghh…” “Aww you’re so cute!” “Urrhh…”

We pretty much decided to go to sleep after that, but I couldn’t fall asleep because of the foreign bed. Got up at around 3 to pee, and every muscle in my body ached (so damned out of shape) from tennis. Had a tough time trying to open the damn door, and Carmaine half-asleep asked “What are you doing?” “Go back to sleep, I’m trying to open this son of a bitch door.”

Phone alarm went off at 6:30 but continued sleeping until 7. Eunice came into the room with her Wong-Ar shirt, and then Bee joined us. In a general sleepy mess we changed, brushed, washed, toileted (and Carmaine used the hand dryer to blow dry her hair, what a champ) and packed. Had breakfast, and April and Dani sat with us. Bianca wasn’t too happy that I was talking so loudly in the morning (no one was…but Carmaine smiled and joked around with me anyway). Dani tried to kill me by feeding me a super large piece of fruit. After breakfast we went to the pool room and shot some balls (ha). We heard through the grapevine that on the previous night, on one of the upper floors, a few girls were in the room together when a teacher came around and so they either went back to their rooms, or, as a few did, hid in the cupboard. Except the teacher heard them hiding into the cupboard so they were ultimately busted hiding in the cupboard. Oh man, that’s pretty classic, in my opinion.

Listened to some Peer Support talks and tips, and some things about the Common Room which is OURS NOW. In the Peer Support thing, we had an activity in groups and were each given a scenario to cope with. My group had “You left your school notes on the train and is having a SAC in a few days” and was asked “What will you do to minize this happening in the future?” I wrote “Staple it to your forehead.”

We then went off into a few different things, where we could talk to ex-MacRob students about some of the specific courses we might be intersted in. Design was a funny one, because the girl more or less told us not to do it because it’s shit pay, loads of work, and no social life. Arts was vague but I actually think it’s pretty cool because there are so many choices in Arts. But Media. Oh Media. I am actually now excited about doing Media and Communication in Melb U. First of all, the contact hours are only about 12 hours a week (score) and secondly, even if I ultimately can’t get what I want to do, I think that marketing and PR isn’t bad, and I believe that I have the creativity skills to get me there. As long as I pull my arse in and really get out there and do work experience. Plus if I go to Melb U, I may be able to live with Dani. Carmaine is interestined in Pharmacy, and I think that would be so incredibly awesome if she does it because my parents would love her more. Haha! But there are other reasons too, and as she said her wanting Pharmacy would motivate her to do well in Chem this year. Eunice is interested in Med (what else? But I honestly think Eunice is one of the few people who would REALLY REALLY just SUPERACHIEVE in that field). I didn’t see much of Bianca after this conference but then again I already have a fair idea of what she’s passionate about.

Had lunch on the floor of the dining room due to lack of seats. Mai took pictures of us being hobos. Found out something awesome about April’s brother, and I am so happy for him because I know he must be so happy right now, and so carefree. And also there was a funny mo’, when as a joke I said, “Carmaine might be hiding something from us all this time” and April replied, “with those tights on, I don’t think so.”

Finally, did some evaluation of the overall camp, and then left Monash and went home. Walked home in the sun, therefore I got sunburnt AGAIN. School photos is tomorrow. Oh dear god help me. I checked out my face; on the side with the fringe, it’s fine-ish. On the side without the fringe…oh my FUNKY gosh. I look like a premature version of Two-Face.

Anyway, I’ve written a pretty damn long blog. I’m sorry to make you read all this.

Keep Cool (and your dreams alive)

D.F.

A “HOLY CRAP!” Day

So two major events happened today:

1, VCE results came back and 2, I finally got out of the house again.

I guess technically my day started yesterday at 11:30 pm when I was just finishing brushing my teeth, and Carmaine called my phone, possibly waking up both my parents. I called her back, and she asked if I wanted to go out tomorrow (today).

So I woke up today at 7, and I won’t bore you with complaining about how my parents took my study score for my VET Multimedia (which was 40), and I called Carmaine to wake her up and tell her I was coming. After my parents left, I watched 2 episodes of The Office online and had a shower (forgot to close the bathroom window when I left the house, very stupid mistake that thankfully didn’t allow bad things to happen). Took the bus and at the station saw “Pooki” and “Tee Tee” (I don’t actually call him “Tee Tee” but Pooki does) and then Nat. Carmaine came and we sat in the same carriage but Pooks and Tee sat apart from us. The whole train ride was just reporting and exchanging our knowledge of other people’s scores. To respect their privacy I won’t report it here.

At Melbourne Central Nat and Carmaine took me around shopping and Carmaine got shown some makeup things and then her and Nat both bought matching rings at Diva. Miss D- randomly calls me up to congratulate me and to ask for permission to put my name on the newsletter, and all I can think about is “how did you get my number how did you get my number?”

Said bye to Nat under the Clock, met Dani, and went to Flinders Lane to try to catch a bus to Port Melbourne. Bus…didn’t come. Took a tram. Got rather lost, but was blessed with a pretty awesome stroll down Port Melb beach. Saw D.P. and Hobo at their workplace (HOLY CRAP THEY HAD DR PEPPER!), had lunch (Jalapenos on pizza (sorry can’t find the accent) which D.P. can’t say or eat) and then went down further after their lunch break finished.

We wanted to go to this warehouse sale, where they played awful music and this pregnant chick was smoking outside (Holy crap idiot). Dani and Carmaine shopped around, but didn’t buy anything. The point is, finding the warehouse was shit hard. We got off the bus, stood in front of a map (after finding the map), found “You Are Here” and then Dani proceeded to navigate. It got to the point where I had to laugh and say “three chicks navigating” because Dani was standing in front of the map with her back to it, going “Okay, so North is that way, and that’s a Post Office, and that’s a Youth Centre (Community Centre, actually) and so if we go down there…” and all the while pointing and gesturing (holy crap).

On the way to the warehouse we found an abandoned construction site and at the gate it said “please report to front office before entering” so I shouted into the site “we’re coming in!” Carmaine took some photos at the gate, and then I found a “Is Don, Is Good” sign but Dani wouldn’t take it with her (even though I suggested to change “Don” to “Dani”). We got to the warehouse…got out of the warehouse, made jokes about a large “Breathing Apparatus” that was the firetruck (holy crap that would be some bitch to carry), made jokes about a broken umbrella stuck on the fence (holy crap that was an umbrella?) and took a bus back into the CBD.

On the way back, we passed the Yarra River and Dani said “god the Yarra River is ugly” and without missing a beat I said “No that’s your reflection” (SNAP). I think we scared 2 passengers off the bus.

We got off at Bourke St, and then at that point it was a blurry mess of trams and op shops and Salvos and two hobo guys drunk and singing “I’ve been everywhere man, I been to up yer arse, pigs arse, har har har” and then we went to more factory outlets and op shops at Dani got a top and a faulty skirt and at some point I think PTSD took over and I can’t remember much until we got back to Flinders St at around 5 pm and I was so tired.

On the train home Carmaine snoozed and jerked, a lot. Sorry mate, had to put it in here. It was endearing.

I walked home after taking the bus. I am so bushed right now which is why I’m cutting what would be a long post short.

Oh oh I just remembered this one instance. We were at a shoe shop and Dani said that the clerk is a lesbian. I said “You can’t just assume that.” She took a look at her and said “Come ON!” and I said “Don’t ‘Come on’ me.” And then Dani laughed and said “haha that’s what she said”.

Ah. Ha. Ha. Ha. I had more that’s what she said moments today as well. Like Gingerbread man and how “Carmaine can’t be a gingerbread man because she doesn’t have sugary buttons on her front”.

A-nyway.

So I came home, had a quick dinner, watched HIMYM, then I called Bee for about an hour (god I shudder at the phone bill) then called a couple more people scouting for score infos.

Okay, so even though I said I’d keep it private…

A friend of mine from Chinese school got 50 for her Chinese, RAW. RAW. RAW!

RAW! Do you have any idea how hard that is? If you did Chinese you would. But if you didn’t…it’s FUCKING HARD! It’s HOLY CRAP HARD!

Anyway, that’s it for today. Sorry I got a bit wishy washy at parts and just skimmed over bits. To everyone who I called or who told me their scores: Dudes, congrats! And even if you were one of those “I did shit” or “I am a bit disappointed” ones…if you did your best, that’s it. And if you didn’t, you still have next year to do better, and you’ll be making a harder effort, and if that was your final year: YOU FINISHED HIGH SCHOOL! You finished a whole SAGA of your life! Congratu-fucking-lations man!

I am proud of you, Princess, and of you, Crazy Ninja (HA) and of you, Euny-baby, and of you, D.P. and of EVERYONE! Gawd I…some of the scores BLEW ME AWAY! It’s like flowers suddenly blooming and showing their amazing potential. It’s so awesome to watch it. Next year, next year. /edit, and proud of you too, “Shaken, not stirred”. I can’t believe I left you out sorry honey!

Oh and congrats to my “Savage Garden” buddy (ya know who you are) for her amazing 99.35 ENTER!

De Fluffe, OUT! (And about to fall asleep)

P.S. Just did the categories and tagging. Lol that I clicked nearly every category I have.