It fascinates me how music can develop associations to what's going on in your life; for example the Garden State soundtrack and the second Franz Ferdinand album are forever coupled in my mind with both one another, and going to Brisbane to look at unis at the end of last year... I mean the year before (stupid time catching up to me)... just ( Read more... )

It's the last day of the year and this morning I finally remembered to clean my ex-school shoes and put them away, which means I think that every loose end has been disposed of, and what do you know, this is the last time I will ever tag an entry with 'school'.

Bring on 2007... I guess... I wish I were more enthused.

Biology 89/100 ( Read more... )

Lin is genius!

English paper 2: fucking awful. And no more will be said.

I'm going to go and sleep now :S

To all you HSC'ers out there, especially if you heard about the suicide of those two girls the night before Friday, this is my only piece of advice, consolation, whatever:
Goddamit, it is just an examOk, pressure, parents, competition, uni, whatever. All in all, it is a thing where you go into a room, write some shit you've learned on paper, and ( Read more... )

Considering the HSC starts tomorrow, which will determine possibly about the next five years of my life, I am almost frighteningly relaxed. Got up early, went running. Ate some pineapple. I stretch my arms to the ceiling. It feels summery. We'll be ok.

PS: I want one of these so very much

So dead, so drained. By 9:30 I can't function anymore and have to retreat to bed, but then I just lie there, hours wasted, unable to sleep. The light wakes me at five; I don't want to sleep in, I can't stand being with or near people all the time. Someone said you need at least two hours utterly alone every day to stop your brain strangling ( Read more... )

I keep trying to do an entry about leaving and the formal and afterwards, but somehow it is all obscured, so I give up. I can probably manage "affogato is nice" but little more.
[Edit: There will be photos later, I presume, so I guess I'm not demanding you be satisfied with that alone :P}

I am reading Potok's My Name Is Asher Lev which I bought ( Read more... )

Guess what? I'm at school! Later than is usual, yes. And it's not a Tuesday-after-History, but yes. We had to light for year 11 drama kids (Theatre of cruelty - it was creepy, espcially Max with a carving knife) and my problem is as usual... my mother has yet to take me home. I shall have to conclude that I am abandoned and unloved! Or, y' ( Read more... )