Angry.

General rule of thumb, don't ever write anything in anger. However, considering I'm nearly always angry and if I'm not, then the anger is just lying in wait, I might as well. Point to prove remember?

Anyway so today I find out my birthday present - to go see my favourite comedian Tim Minchin, was yesterday. That's right, Mum paid roughly $250 for two little yellow tickets that were never used because we had the dates wrong. So I spent my night getting yelled at by my Boss instead of actually enjoying myself. Great. Happy. Goddamn. Birthday.

So what else has happened? Surely something that would make me smile and yet no. I spent my weekend doing 8 hour shifts at work because I need the money. I haven't been to work in four months so you'd think they'd give some form of leeway and yet again, no. I just got yelled at for eight hours straight. It was so much fun the first day that when they called and asked if I could come in five hours early and help them out the next day, I said yes, coz I am just that nice, or stupid. Whichever.

So I'm angry. I think the fact that no one is at fault but me makes my anger worse, because whilst everyone will deny it, it's easier to be angry at someone else. So now I have a pile of homework that hasn't been done coz I spent my study time serving fries and smiling till my cheeks felt like they were going to crack, I have missed out on a concert I've been looking forward to since I got the tickets and for what? $120, time to get a new job.

Point to Prove.

As always I have a point to prove. Whilst many a person will say "Why bother?" or "What's the point?" they are obviously not too familiar with the delicious feeling of victory....

Mum says I can't keep a blog, that I'm too lazy. She's probably right actually but it's more a lack of interesting things to say, I mean I know I talk a lot, but I'm the first to admit I have little to actually say. Guess it's not such an important thing, I have bits and pieces.

Monday is the Athletics carnival for our school. Apparently if I don't go I'll regret it for the rest of my life, at least that's what everyone is saying "OH IT'S YOUR LAST YEAR, YOU SIMPLY MUST!" perhaps in a slightly less formal manner but none the less.....I'm not going. I won't go, they'll make me run, jump and then do both together for hurdles and not only do I hate sport, I despise athleticism. People think it's great to be muscular and fit. It's not. Exercise kills-Look at Bruce Lee. Not only does it kill but for those it leaves alive they make the rest of us look bad. It makes us look tubby and lazy. No, exercise is bad for our self-esteem and I generally recommend we all avoid it. So instead I'll spend my day catching up on homework, fairly certain THAT is a must.

So now that I'm back from Germany, I've put all my study efforts into learning German as best I can. It turns out it is rather difficult to teach yourself a language so I've found help. I go to my classes in school, an extra German school on weekends (yep, I'm just that hardcore) and I badger my exchange family with random emails with enough grammatical errors to keep them correcting for weeks. Then on top of that I have enough German grammar books and textbooks to please any Teacher...I'm determined....I will get more than a 33. I must, mostly coz Mum's moving to Germany and I sense proficiency in German might be beneficial....I have been known to be wrong occasionally though....

Today I had my first shift at work for four months. It was seven hours long but surprisingly not too bad. I guess I really have no life because I was kind of looking forward to it, to see my friends though....not coz I was overly excited to sell fries and clean tables. It was good though and considering I need to earn quite a bit for next year's tripping through Europe, I think it's a good thing I like my job.

Well my point has been proven for tonight....I will keep a blog.....challenge accepted.

Hope all is well.

English Literature and Aging.

So today is my Dad's Birthday. I won't say how old he is...He's sensitive about that but I will say that it was a great success. After shopping for the last three days I finally found a few presents I deemed acceptable and any others I made....Including writing a story entitled "The Story of Aging." I could actually SEE the apprehension on Dad's face as he turned the pages! It was ok though, funny in an oddball kind of way!

Happy Birthday Dad!

Anyway so this year in Lit we're studying Emma. I don't know if anyone reading my blog has read it but it's....not what I expected. I thought I'd hate life of Pi because it's written almost entirely in nonsensical allegory, but instead it seems it's Emma I dislike. She's presumptuous as she always just "knows" that Harriet will be perfect for Mr Elton...wrong, she's obnoxious in her expectation that everyone ought to do as she pleases and all together-she's put on a pedestal much to high for her real worth. I swear every second line is "Oh how WONDERFUL is Emma" "Oh isn't she just the BEST." No, she's not, she's 21, never wants to be married, has never completed anything in her life and sticks her nose in where it's not welcome. She almost ruins Harriet's chances for love and leads Mr. Elton along....admittedly he deserves it because he is just as bad as she is.

Ok. That's the end of my rant. I LOVED Life of Pi though, it's a little tedious at times, what with all the extraordinarily detailed descriptions and all but it has a purpose and it'll be great to study.

Ok got to go study, regrettably my plans for German Language domination have yet again failed....dem, den, die, der, das, des.....Hating, but I'll get it....eventually!

Hope all is well.

Valentines Day

Ok so Valentine's day. A day of love, affection and just generally having as many Valentines as you can possibly score in a vain attempt to receive flowers from somebody....ANYBODY!!!

Not really. Anybody would include stalkers and perverts and I don't want their flowers...

But anyone else? Come on! I mean I had six Valentines and they all failed to even say happy Valentines day and hug me, let alone give me a dozen roses and tell me I'm the only one for them....ok maybe the last part was a little too much but I would like flowers. If only to prove to Mum that I am indeed the more popular one of the two....although I know nobody doubts that :)

I'm probably just sad because it's my first Valentines day alone, and I had to spend it with all those people who say "Oh it doesn't matter, it's a silly day." It is, but I don't mind being silly if it comes with Chocolates and roses and teddy bears...

No, that's materialistic-roses die, chocolates make you fat and any teddies I have get shredded by my cats. There - that's Valentine's day in a nutshell...a very cynical nutshell.

Have to find myself a genuine Valentine for next year....

P.S. Like my photography? ;) Not allowed to use copyrighted images....made my own.....

Hope all is well.

First Post.

So I've been planning to keep a blog of my last year in schooling all along. Sadly my laziness means that I have started it two weeks late and you miss all those jittery/whiney posts about how scared I am and how I don't want it to end. On the bright side I can do it now....

Not really. Actually I'm kind of glad school's ending. I love it and all but after 12 years it wears a little thin. Yes I realise it should say 13 but I skipped year five....my maths isn't quite THAT bad.

Speaking of maths I've decided to study General. It's shamefully easy, with my first question of the year being "What is a mode...." you've got to be kidding, luckily I've evened up easy subjects with German...which I am certain will suck my will to live all year long. Those two subjects are joined with English and Lit, history and I did Psych last year.

Sadly I've missed telling you all about: The school swimming carnival (nothing happened-Chisholm lost), the Kwong Lee Dow sleepover (well all we did was play "team-building" games and touched randoms we've never met more than was really appropriate and of course my leadership orientation-Do you swear to serve the school effectively? Yup. Guess that's a good enough summary...moving on!

People keep asking me about my goals for this year and what I want to study next year. I want to have fun and as for next year? My usual answer is law. Unfortunately my bubble was burst last week when I finally realised how mind-numbingly boring Law would be to study but then....I'll give it a shot. I can always switch. Oh and the next question...Do you think you'll get in? Yes. Why not, seeds of doubt grow into trees of failure...haha going to use that one in a lit essay, I'll be fine-pick subjects you're good at I guess!

Hope all is well.