Friday, April 29

How to write an English oral

1. Have supportive siblings who are willing to give you
 - points for your argument
 - emotional support
 - phone for timing speech cause I can't find my stopwatch on my phone
 - conversation to distract you when it gets too much

2. A speech

3. More than half a 1kg carton of mango yoghurt which expired yesterday. But still good.

Edit at 12:24am the next day (or well, it's the same night technically).

I finished that yoghurt. My tongue feels disgusting.

Tuesday, April 26

The Cloud Song

Originally from DeviantArt, however, I found the Youtube link. Much happiness. Thanks to Bec Tee for making my day. For several days. 

Monday, April 25


Saw this at DFO. It was 80 bucks on sale, so we decided to get it online from US. Had momentary panic because I couldn't find it online, but then Lorry found it for me last night. 60 RRP, and 15 on sale (stupid ridiculously overpriced Australia).

However, they are out of stock.

I shall now patiently wait for them to restock.

Now I think about it, it's the same as when I couldn't find it...why was I freaking out then and not now?

But pretty pretty pretty. 

I want. 


I'll be patiently waiting like Usher. Cause I really want more. 

Sunday, April 24

Ramble 18

Yesterday I went to DFO. Bought jeans. Was going to buy awesome Tommy Hilfiger sweater, but the sale price here was about the equivalent to buying it in America and getting it shipped here. So I'll just wait for the online shop to have a sale. Or something.

But I want that sweater. Now.

I have also recently noticed that when you look at the Android logo upside down, it looks like clotcud...

Whatever that means.

That last post was also my 200th. I'm sorry I didn't mark it. However, it did turn out to be a deep one, and had a nice Beatles reference, without me even intending to. So all is well.

Friday, April 22

House building

I'm fixing the hole where the rain gets in...
Or trying to.

"Yeah I's like you had a really nice house made up of lots of big bricks, big crumbly bricks, which needs maintaince (who knew?) Or else it starts to deteriorate. Before long you have this big crumbly mess that use to be a nice house. Sigh. And then you need to pick up all the crumbs and mould them back in to big bricks. Then you need to pick up these heavy heavy bricks to rebuild your house and there's no easy way of doing it. When you are completely exhausted and can't possibly pick any more bricks, you probably should take a break. It's slow. Sometimes it's frustrating because it seems you're not progressing but if you step back you can see that your walls have grown a little. If you keep building and adding bricks one by one, you'll slowly rebuild your house And then if you continue to improve your house it might become better than the house you had before."

At the moment, I'm at the completely exhausted and need a break part of things. I also need to get some bricks. And they're heavy. They might not be the right shape, but they don't look utterly wrong. And if they are, I'll only know after I've tried. 

Taking a break. 

Thursday, April 21

The silence: A post from the 19th of April

The silence of the night, when it’s just you and your brother sitting at the computer. But it’s a companionable one. Unlike awkward silence with people you sort of know, but sort of don’t, and it’s like, we’re running dry on conversation topics…
People observe the colours of a day only at its beginnings and ends, but to me it’s quite clear that a day merges through a multitude of shades and intonations, with each passing moment. A single hour can consist of thousands of different colours.
I should really get around to reading that. But first, to take some photos of Cat’s birthday present(s).

I love how Pokémon still optionally pluralises things, for example Fury Attack, hit 1 time(s) or 2 time(s). You think they would have programmed it somehow by now.
The silence is starting to get to me. Those words left unsaid. Largely my fault, I guess. Sorry.
But that’s what gives it its charm I guess.

Tuesday, April 19

Books I must read

The Book Thief - finished Thursday April 28th
On The Jellicoe Road (re-read) (must borrow)
Peter Pan
The Hobbit (re-read)
Book of Lost Tales (I and II)
The Silmarillion
A Christmas Carol (by the time I get up to this one, it will be around Christmas, or close enough. If I do this in order.)

Dear internet,

From this day on, I try to shake my addiction.
Please don't miss me too much, because then I'll be tempted to come back.
I will check my email daily. That is all.
I'm sorry it had to end this way, but you're becoming detrimental to my health and intelligence.

Here's hoping that it works out this time.



Concerning Hobbits...actually, not really

I was gonna d&m on Tumblr. But it's being screwy. You never let me down blogger. Anyway, I've taken that as a sign that I shouldn't d&m.

I want to play Lord of the Rings. Now. Cause I'm listening to the soundtrack and it's beautiful and makes my heart ache.

The Hobbit's being filmed. Bret's in it. Let's hope he doesn't have a speaking role, cause I'll be giggling just to see him being serious on screen. I don't quite understand why they chose him to play an elf of all things...

Everything about LOTR just gets me right in the heart.

I'm sleepy. Immensely.

I need to evolve my Eevee.

I need to work.

It's building again.

Friday, April 15


Just wanted to say:

My Pokémon have freaking Pokérus. Hell yeah.

I am never getting rid of this SoulSilver. At least, not without backing the virus up. Thoroughly. Many times. Baha.

I swear, last time I checked the clock, it was only ten past ten or something...somehow I am now here an hour later. I think I got too excited, what with all that infecting.

Of getting way too annoyed at things which aren't worthy my annoyance

One life you gotta do what you should
Or at least try to. As Alice's mum said, the only person you're bothering when you get annoyed at others is yourself.

Although being annoyed at others is still fun.

But yeah. I'll do what's right by me. Not that anyone's telling me not to.

I shall attempt to be calmer from here on in. After all, I'm the only one who ends up all flustered if I get flustered. I will pick other times to be flustered. Just not every time I hear stuff which I don't like.

I'll be more selective about it. Aye.

This post makes no sense. I'm sleepy. I need to do work.

This is the part of the holidays where I hit a bit of a panic attack.

And Bleach, I saw the ending of your last chapter coming about five or six days ago. As soon as I found out that he was surprised cause weird reiatsu was coming out of him (I thought someone just shouted his name in surprise cause Chad had found out something extraordinary...), I knew.
What you don't have you don't need it now
That's a lie Bono. Very nice line. But in my current state of mind, a bit of a lie.

Monday, April 11

I was sitting in the car

I was sitting in the car, on my way to maths tutor. As usual, I'm worrying about what happens next year, what happens if I don't get 99.95 and don't get into law, etc. etc. What happens if I don't like law even if I do get into it. What if I do like it but I suck at it. What if I'm a failbot and don't get into anything.

Mother as usual is calming and rather nice. And she says to me, "wherever you go, there will be a path that opens up. You can definitely do it. Trust me."

Now that I think about it, I'm not too sure what "it" is.

Point is, if my mother parents who came from not much in China, who came to Australia with nothing, can be happy and content with their occupation and life, then surely I can, no matter where I end up. I mean, I've had amazing opportunities to be born where I was, to go to the school where I am.

It's just a matter of time. There's always another way. There will always be a door which will open up, no matter which path I take. Just have to find it.

So I will trust Mum. Because my parents have been through hardship, and if they believe in me, then I guess I can too. At least in terms of "making it."

Wherever "it" is.

But I'll go down that path and open that door when I come to it.


Sunday, April 10

Listening to Together Forever

Together Forever is a song off 2.B.A Master a.k.a the Pokémon soundtrack. It makes me ridiculously emotional. Thinking about that episode where Ash battles Ritchie makes me all emotional as well. As does flicking through Facebook photo albums of other's, seeing their pictures of Duke of Ed, or the end of term 1.

I want to make this year a year to remember.
I want to feel like that every day of my life.
I want to seize every single opportunity which is available with both hands, and make the most of every passing moment.

There are so many things I want to do this year, so many memories which are already lodged in my head but which are yet to be had.

Having two people tell me that they're glad to have met me in the space of only a few days lifts my heart. A lot.

Because, at this point in time, they don't regret meeting me. That's a small, personal victory. Actually, it's a rather momentous personal victory.

I don't need to have it said all the time anymore. If I know that I've held it, then once is all I ever need. It's when I begin to doubt my ability to keep people that I lose faith.

This probably makes no sense to anyone else.

Main point of this is:

1. I'm ridiculously emotional when it doesn't call for it
2. I'm glad for the people whom I hold dear

And I had a crazy dream involving driving Cynthia home this morning...I think someone was chasing us. Or trying to catch us. Actually, I believe that was another part of the dream. Never mind.

I've spent too long making this blog post epic. I am highly sleepy.

Saturday, April 9

Of being in year 12

Sometimes, it really hits me that I'm in my final year of high school. Like that time during SRC exec speeches when I'm sitting up at the front of the hall, gazing up at the stage. "That's a mighty fine stage," I thought to myself.

A little strange. But I love that school. Despite the lack of facilities and the hour-long commute every day, I love it.

This past week has been exceptionally emotional. Sitting in a little madrigal circle in the theatre, all it took was a gift and a "dah" from a life-long friend to set me off. Sitting here just thinking about chorals makes my heart ache. Because I'll never be there again. Which is a strange thought.

Then there was Mary's farewell, where Mieke's tears set me off as well. All this may or may not be attributed to me being overly tired.

I want to live this last year to the absolute fullest.

P.S. And every year after this one too.

Edit 9:11pm
I have had One running around my head for the better part of the week, with every line hitting my heart every time I listen to it. So it's high time I do some massive quote from it. The whole songs gets to me, but some parts get to me more.

Tried a few live versions, but they don't have the same desperation of the original. It's that weird squeaky breaking thing he does with his voice which gets to me.

Is it getting better? Or do you feel the same? Does it make it easier on you now you got someone to blame? 
Did I disappoint you? Or leave a bad taste in your mouth? You act like you never had love and you want me to go without. Well it's too late tonight, to drag the past out into the light. We're one, but we're not the same. We get to carry each other. 
Did I ask too much? More than a lot? You gave me nothing, now it's all I got. We're one, but we're not the same. Well, we hurt each other and we'll do it again. You'll say, "love is a temple, love the higher law." "Love is a temple." "Love the higher law." You ask me to enter, but then you make me crawl. And I can't be holding on to what you've got, when all you got is hurt. One love. One blood. One life, you got to do what you should. One life with each other. 
One life, but we're not the same. We get to carry each other. 
Carry each other. 

Sunday, April 3

Ramble 17

I spent all of yesterday reading Fairy Tail, so I'm uber(ish) early to do Mary's scrapbook, and various other things which need to be done. I also need to eat breakfast.

Can't embed the original, so here's a live version.

God damn I want his glasses. 

Chorals is coming up. Chorals stress is running high. General stress is running high. Fifty billion things to do. Fifty billion things I need to get on top of. And I spent yesterday reading Fairy Tail...I'm not very good at this year 12 lark. 

Recently gone back to my roots, and listening to Oasis. Current playlist comprised of:

Don't Go Away
Stop Crying Your Heart Out
Just Getting Older
Talk Tonight
Listen Up
(You've Got) The Heart Of A Star
Sunday Morning Call
Carry Us All
Cast No Shadow

Here's hoping that Wonderwall is on the medley this year. 
You can only be what you are
So don't go away. Say what you'll say: say that you'll stay forever and a day, in the time of my life. Cause I need more time. Yes, I need more time, just to make things right...