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So here is my totally unobligatory post on NCEA marks.
I did SOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO much better than I thought I would. Phew. I've been stressing the past few days coz I knew it was coming. But I'm pretty happy with my results. I'm not going to post them up coz I know no one cares that much but some highlights were; getting E for poetry in English, getting E for reading in Jap, getting E's in both vases and my (roman religion) essay in Classics, and a number of other 'E' and 'M' shaped surprises I didn't expect.
I kinda regretted (a little) the post I left the other day so I got rid of it. It may have seemed petulent but given the circumstances, into which I will not divulge (other than that I did not appreciate this person discussing me with another person), I felt my annoyance was justified. Sorry to make a fuss, however.
Other than all this I've been wanting to try and look for a new job, hanging out a huge amount with a peeps, reading Claudia Orange, sorting out Uni logistics, thinking about exercise and playing music. Holy fuck I got my Offer of Study and my fees for first year are over $5,000! This better be top-fucking-notch education... and it'd better be interesting. Thank goodness for ASG, it'll take a bit of the load off. Hope I get a schol too. Later.
I just watched the British, male version of Sex and the City. It was pretty disgusting, too... except it didn't have a cool theme song involvoing latin jazz (ie. it just wasn't saucy enough.). If only men went through a similar phase to menopause then I could perhaps conjur a wittier remark... ohhh yes, I remember, it's called impotency! Kill me when I turn 50 if I'm still around.
Just thought I might share.
At a time like this, one can only really ask oneself one thing; what would Victoria Martin say?
I sound drunk.
I did SOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO much better than I thought I would. Phew. I've been stressing the past few days coz I knew it was coming. But I'm pretty happy with my results. I'm not going to post them up coz I know no one cares that much but some highlights were; getting E for poetry in English, getting E for reading in Jap, getting E's in both vases and my (roman religion) essay in Classics, and a number of other 'E' and 'M' shaped surprises I didn't expect.
I kinda regretted (a little) the post I left the other day so I got rid of it. It may have seemed petulent but given the circumstances, into which I will not divulge (other than that I did not appreciate this person discussing me with another person), I felt my annoyance was justified. Sorry to make a fuss, however.
Other than all this I've been wanting to try and look for a new job, hanging out a huge amount with a peeps, reading Claudia Orange, sorting out Uni logistics, thinking about exercise and playing music. Holy fuck I got my Offer of Study and my fees for first year are over $5,000! This better be top-fucking-notch education... and it'd better be interesting. Thank goodness for ASG, it'll take a bit of the load off. Hope I get a schol too. Later.
I just watched the British, male version of Sex and the City. It was pretty disgusting, too... except it didn't have a cool theme song involvoing latin jazz (ie. it just wasn't saucy enough.). If only men went through a similar phase to menopause then I could perhaps conjur a wittier remark... ohhh yes, I remember, it's called impotency! Kill me when I turn 50 if I'm still around.
Just thought I might share.
At a time like this, one can only really ask oneself one thing; what would Victoria Martin say?
I sound drunk.