it's raining... again
So.
Sydney Opera House is done. Finished. Owari.
I'm really in love with Geography, it was such a nice piece, bit creepy, but nice nevertheless.
In the duration of the last few days... well... they sucked. Badly. First, i got my fking period (it choose the absolute worst time to come), then I started to develop flu like symptoms. And I was tired. And I was cold. Our flimsy green shirts were horrible, and we were practically shivering for the whole concert. It made being squished almost bareable. >.>
I started feeling bored after Wild Bells, I feel for the audience. Is it just me or was it not as exciting as the one in Year 7? Who knows.
Oh yeah, I still did not manage to remember Rachmaninoff, but I doubt anyone was paying attention.
Poor Mrs Keiry... she was so enthusiastic about last night.
So now I have Broken Hill to look forward to. Spending 2 weeks in the desert... in the middle of winter. Fun fun. WHY are people still looking forward to it? Now that the three previous groups have returned bringing us grim news. It's hard to believe that I'm going to fight with anyone in my cabin. They are just too... nice. :S Ye lords...
And in other news... Let's see... Ah yes. I HATE fanbrats. I am in firm believe I used to be one myself, and I apologize profusely for anyone who was victimized in my prejudice and pure radiant obnoxiousness. Why must there be so many persistent prats around these areas. btw, my RPing has basically haltered to a stop. I'm sorry... I'm just not interested anymore. My muse isn't with me anymore. Blame Real Life.
Before I forget... I'm thinking of watching M-men... is it any good? Or should I go to Star Trek instead, the reviews were REALLY hot. And the dude with the straight cut hair is hot. >.> Like...nerd-ish hot.
Sydney Opera House is done. Finished. Owari.
I'm really in love with Geography, it was such a nice piece, bit creepy, but nice nevertheless.
In the duration of the last few days... well... they sucked. Badly. First, i got my fking period (it choose the absolute worst time to come), then I started to develop flu like symptoms. And I was tired. And I was cold. Our flimsy green shirts were horrible, and we were practically shivering for the whole concert. It made being squished almost bareable. >.>
I started feeling bored after Wild Bells, I feel for the audience. Is it just me or was it not as exciting as the one in Year 7? Who knows.
Oh yeah, I still did not manage to remember Rachmaninoff, but I doubt anyone was paying attention.
Poor Mrs Keiry... she was so enthusiastic about last night.
So now I have Broken Hill to look forward to. Spending 2 weeks in the desert... in the middle of winter. Fun fun. WHY are people still looking forward to it? Now that the three previous groups have returned bringing us grim news. It's hard to believe that I'm going to fight with anyone in my cabin. They are just too... nice. :S Ye lords...
And in other news... Let's see... Ah yes. I HATE fanbrats. I am in firm believe I used to be one myself, and I apologize profusely for anyone who was victimized in my prejudice and pure radiant obnoxiousness. Why must there be so many persistent prats around these areas. btw, my RPing has basically haltered to a stop. I'm sorry... I'm just not interested anymore. My muse isn't with me anymore. Blame Real Life.
Before I forget... I'm thinking of watching M-men... is it any good? Or should I go to Star Trek instead, the reviews were REALLY hot. And the dude with the straight cut hair is hot. >.> Like...nerd-ish hot.