I'm alive
So... I haven't been around for ever and ever, I know. This is due to a few factors: work, a very addictive, pointless and wonderfully warped RPG, and my own laziness and inability to be motivated. But I decided that if this was ever going to get back up in the air, so to speak, it would have to do so soon.
I believe I left you all (if there are any of you left) with something about debating, yearly exams, and possibly a mention of school camp... the former two went ok, and the latter was excellent.
I spent most of January in America. The holiday was, on the whole, fantastic. We did spend a rather pointless 4 hours lining up to see the Statue of Liberty, and I managed to get violently sick for a couple of days and lost rather a lot of wait, but New Year's Eve in New York was awesome, as was Disney World. Possibly one of my most enjoyable overseas trips, as it wasn't made up of tours and sightseeing and things. I'm not going to write a full account, as I'd end up with a longer entry than the one in which I described BMC 06.
From the end of January 'til about... June, I was absolutely obsessed, and I mean obsessed, with this stupid RPG. Hayden, it's all your fault! But as no one wants to hear about that, I'll not prattle on about it as I might've been tempted to a couple of months ago. I just have a few things to say. Some of the people who play characters are quite nice, some are absolute jerks, but most are very annoying. It has gotten me very upset before though, and in some ways was almost as bad as my fanfiction obsession that occured last year. That was, if shorter, far more intense though, and I'm glad to be quite over both of them, even if the RPG still exists somewhat. Damn you Hayden... escapism is good, if it isn't overdone. In my case, it nearly always is.
I really don't know what else I'm supposed to be saying at this point. I feel like a completely different person to the one who wrote the entries last year, after reading them. It's so weird...
Well, at school I have made some new friends, as we have different classes now. My electives are going fine, although I'm not doing music, I'm doing drama instead. Not something I can say I regret, our class is the craziest, coooolest, most uncoordinated, random, loud, awesome class in the history of... anything! It's full of the kind of people who are cool in the unconventional, casual sense, and who make lots of noise. I'm just about the only one who doesn't do either of these things, but that's ok.
Ooh yes, year 9 camp. It was the practice walk for the Duke of Edinborough (hope I spelt that right) people... if you don't know what Duke of Ed is, well, I'm not going to explain it to you... go google it and don't be lazy! Anyway, I opted out of it because I'm... uh, um, lazy? Damn! Do as I say, not as I do. I'm such a loser. I digress again. Year 9 camp was, for the most part, awesome. There were only 9 people in our group, the activities were all fun and sleeping in proper tents on the ground was, was, interesting? I stuck my hands in cow dung once, and screamed very loudly when I became aware of this, as well as managing to let go of a rope a couple of metres off the ground and strike my head rather hard on a wooden platform thingy... but overall it was really awesome. Wow, that sentence was terrible and long. Stupid sentence. Stupid grammar. And my birthday was spent there at camp! What a place to have a birthday.
Then it was half-yearlies in June. I didn't do too badly I guess, except in maths (no surprises there). Unfortunately my deputy principal was the one who read my report to me, so she got to see all the subjects that I got under average in damn it.
BMC this year was... well, very interesting. I don't know what I expected from it, but I certainly got a lot more. There were some extreme lows, like... worse than 06 lows, but also some very enjoyable moments that eclipsed even last year's BMC. I performed in a group item with Jonathan, Scott, Loui, Louise and Nelson. I'm sure that's been covered in several entries, but it turned out a lot better than we expected it to. I also had Ian as a teacher again (iiik), it was almost as scary as last year! Only this year I wasn't alone... which was good. I had musiclover95 and sjtaylor for company.
I was an alto this year, which I was rather annoyed about but what can ya do? The sopranos were awesome as usual, so I wasn't going to be able to do much of anything there. I did like most of the pieces this year. Catch a Falling Star was really hot, the Goslings was amusing, my Sweetheart's Like Venus was very easy to pick up and even Had We But Eyes to See wasn't as bad as it could've been.
I hung out with more people this year, instead of constantly badgering the same poor souls for the whole week. I kind of drifted between groups, but definitely spent a lot more time with Bryant people, which was good I suppose, all things considered. Thursday and Friday were probably the two most... interesting days of the camp. Both started out rather badly, but managed to improve as the day wore on.
Highlights of BMC included:
Pushing Jonathan around; it was good fun, even though I almost killed myself carrying his wheelchair up the stairs outside the singing room. I didn't crash him into anything though, go me!
Bitching uh, did I say bitching? Sorry, slip of the fingers... I meant, talking, to my roommates Eshleigh and Cassie every night, and having orgasms (not literally) over Eshleigh's guidedog, Edge.
And the all nighter occuring on Friday night/Saturday morning, of course. This was... better than last year's, because there were more people present. I also didn't spend half the night struggling not to fall asleep on everyone's shoulders, although I did doze for 1 or 2 minutes at around 5:00-5:30.
Saturday was... sad, as usual, with the inevitable farewells and probably some tears and thingies that always happen at the end of BMC. It was a little different for me this year, as I felt there was a certain amount of... anticipation of what might happen as a result of the many things that occured during camp.
It's probably a very good thing that I really enjoyed BMC, as well as the holidays that followed... although I can't remember much of what happened during those two weeks.
I was quite certain that, after the frenzied profusion of half yearlies, national testing, school camp and assignments that was crammed into 4 weeks worth of term two, I would simply be able to cruise through term three. This, I felt sure, would grant me a long-awaited time of relative calm, which a fun but busy BMC is never able to provide. Oh silly, presumptuous me. Needless to say, I was woefully mistaken.
First came an english essay, next my piano graduation, (I am so sick of the Italian concerto it's not funny!) A major work for English was followed by my musicianship exam, which I was rather ill-prepared for, to say the very least. A geography, 2 history, a geography elective and a commerce assignment were quick to succeed these tortures, all seeming to hurtle past me with frightening rapidity. Two maths exams and a science test found me next, dragging me kicking and screaming back to the books and the computer. Do I have permission to complain very loudly about the 4 or 5 nights I've spent staying up 'til 2 or 3 o'clock in the morning doing work during the past month? Do I? Do I? Well, screw you too! I know I have bad time management skills, or no time management skills, or whatever, but really I couldn't care less. And don't look at me like that! OK... I'll stop now before this degenerates any further.
What makes this all so much worse is that seeing as I'm younger than most of you guys out there, my workload probably pales in comparison with everyone else's. Maybe I should get used to sleeping less, or something. A very big thank you to jdx_random for keeping me somewhat sane!
Holidays... paradise... 2 weeks of blissful, splendid, wonderful nothing... Oops, my mother wants me to start work at 11:00. Or not?
OK, I've run out of things to say. I think. Omg I feel accomplished! Someone read this, please!
I believe I left you all (if there are any of you left) with something about debating, yearly exams, and possibly a mention of school camp... the former two went ok, and the latter was excellent.
I spent most of January in America. The holiday was, on the whole, fantastic. We did spend a rather pointless 4 hours lining up to see the Statue of Liberty, and I managed to get violently sick for a couple of days and lost rather a lot of wait, but New Year's Eve in New York was awesome, as was Disney World. Possibly one of my most enjoyable overseas trips, as it wasn't made up of tours and sightseeing and things. I'm not going to write a full account, as I'd end up with a longer entry than the one in which I described BMC 06.
From the end of January 'til about... June, I was absolutely obsessed, and I mean obsessed, with this stupid RPG. Hayden, it's all your fault! But as no one wants to hear about that, I'll not prattle on about it as I might've been tempted to a couple of months ago. I just have a few things to say. Some of the people who play characters are quite nice, some are absolute jerks, but most are very annoying. It has gotten me very upset before though, and in some ways was almost as bad as my fanfiction obsession that occured last year. That was, if shorter, far more intense though, and I'm glad to be quite over both of them, even if the RPG still exists somewhat. Damn you Hayden... escapism is good, if it isn't overdone. In my case, it nearly always is.
I really don't know what else I'm supposed to be saying at this point. I feel like a completely different person to the one who wrote the entries last year, after reading them. It's so weird...
Well, at school I have made some new friends, as we have different classes now. My electives are going fine, although I'm not doing music, I'm doing drama instead. Not something I can say I regret, our class is the craziest, coooolest, most uncoordinated, random, loud, awesome class in the history of... anything! It's full of the kind of people who are cool in the unconventional, casual sense, and who make lots of noise. I'm just about the only one who doesn't do either of these things, but that's ok.
Ooh yes, year 9 camp. It was the practice walk for the Duke of Edinborough (hope I spelt that right) people... if you don't know what Duke of Ed is, well, I'm not going to explain it to you... go google it and don't be lazy! Anyway, I opted out of it because I'm... uh, um, lazy? Damn! Do as I say, not as I do. I'm such a loser. I digress again. Year 9 camp was, for the most part, awesome. There were only 9 people in our group, the activities were all fun and sleeping in proper tents on the ground was, was, interesting? I stuck my hands in cow dung once, and screamed very loudly when I became aware of this, as well as managing to let go of a rope a couple of metres off the ground and strike my head rather hard on a wooden platform thingy... but overall it was really awesome. Wow, that sentence was terrible and long. Stupid sentence. Stupid grammar. And my birthday was spent there at camp! What a place to have a birthday.
Then it was half-yearlies in June. I didn't do too badly I guess, except in maths (no surprises there). Unfortunately my deputy principal was the one who read my report to me, so she got to see all the subjects that I got under average in damn it.
BMC this year was... well, very interesting. I don't know what I expected from it, but I certainly got a lot more. There were some extreme lows, like... worse than 06 lows, but also some very enjoyable moments that eclipsed even last year's BMC. I performed in a group item with Jonathan, Scott, Loui, Louise and Nelson. I'm sure that's been covered in several entries, but it turned out a lot better than we expected it to. I also had Ian as a teacher again (iiik), it was almost as scary as last year! Only this year I wasn't alone... which was good. I had musiclover95 and sjtaylor for company.
I was an alto this year, which I was rather annoyed about but what can ya do? The sopranos were awesome as usual, so I wasn't going to be able to do much of anything there. I did like most of the pieces this year. Catch a Falling Star was really hot, the Goslings was amusing, my Sweetheart's Like Venus was very easy to pick up and even Had We But Eyes to See wasn't as bad as it could've been.
I hung out with more people this year, instead of constantly badgering the same poor souls for the whole week. I kind of drifted between groups, but definitely spent a lot more time with Bryant people, which was good I suppose, all things considered. Thursday and Friday were probably the two most... interesting days of the camp. Both started out rather badly, but managed to improve as the day wore on.
Highlights of BMC included:
Pushing Jonathan around; it was good fun, even though I almost killed myself carrying his wheelchair up the stairs outside the singing room. I didn't crash him into anything though, go me!
Bitching uh, did I say bitching? Sorry, slip of the fingers... I meant, talking, to my roommates Eshleigh and Cassie every night, and having orgasms (not literally) over Eshleigh's guidedog, Edge.
And the all nighter occuring on Friday night/Saturday morning, of course. This was... better than last year's, because there were more people present. I also didn't spend half the night struggling not to fall asleep on everyone's shoulders, although I did doze for 1 or 2 minutes at around 5:00-5:30.
Saturday was... sad, as usual, with the inevitable farewells and probably some tears and thingies that always happen at the end of BMC. It was a little different for me this year, as I felt there was a certain amount of... anticipation of what might happen as a result of the many things that occured during camp.
It's probably a very good thing that I really enjoyed BMC, as well as the holidays that followed... although I can't remember much of what happened during those two weeks.
I was quite certain that, after the frenzied profusion of half yearlies, national testing, school camp and assignments that was crammed into 4 weeks worth of term two, I would simply be able to cruise through term three. This, I felt sure, would grant me a long-awaited time of relative calm, which a fun but busy BMC is never able to provide. Oh silly, presumptuous me. Needless to say, I was woefully mistaken.
First came an english essay, next my piano graduation, (I am so sick of the Italian concerto it's not funny!) A major work for English was followed by my musicianship exam, which I was rather ill-prepared for, to say the very least. A geography, 2 history, a geography elective and a commerce assignment were quick to succeed these tortures, all seeming to hurtle past me with frightening rapidity. Two maths exams and a science test found me next, dragging me kicking and screaming back to the books and the computer. Do I have permission to complain very loudly about the 4 or 5 nights I've spent staying up 'til 2 or 3 o'clock in the morning doing work during the past month? Do I? Do I? Well, screw you too! I know I have bad time management skills, or no time management skills, or whatever, but really I couldn't care less. And don't look at me like that! OK... I'll stop now before this degenerates any further.
What makes this all so much worse is that seeing as I'm younger than most of you guys out there, my workload probably pales in comparison with everyone else's. Maybe I should get used to sleeping less, or something. A very big thank you to jdx_random for keeping me somewhat sane!
Holidays... paradise... 2 weeks of blissful, splendid, wonderful nothing... Oops, my mother wants me to start work at 11:00. Or not?
OK, I've run out of things to say. I think. Omg I feel accomplished! Someone read this, please!