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Tuesday, December 20, 2011
Tuesday, December 6, 2011
I don't like to be transparent
It's just that sometimes I so am.
I might say or send something and suddenly be all, "why the fuck did you just do that, Stella?" and then I just sort of wait for a reaction.
These days I find myself having really drastic mood swings. Right now I'm feeling really fucking pissed off for absolutely no reason.
I also want to cry, but for no reason.
ANGER TEARSSSS~ but no, not really.
Music makes me feel slightly better.
I don't know how I feel about ATAR results coming out. I'm confident I did okay, but there's always a 'what if?' at the back of my mind. Maybe that's what's causing this.
I'm possessed by some sort of need or want for.. I don't know.
I'm just really confused.
What the fuck???????????????
There is nothing good.
I am also tired of having my inbox spammed with people replying to my mum's advertisement. Farrrr out, why did I not make a separate account for that?
I have gotten 172 emails from it in the space of 2 days, no joke.
EVEN AT 3AM OR SOMETHING WHILE I'M SLEEPING MY PHONE WILL SUDDENLY BE LIKE 'BUZZZZ' NEW EMAILLL. :| why are people even awake looking for jobs at 3 in the fucking morning?????
Rararararrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr I am so frustrated I want to scream but then the whole street will hear me and think I'm dying or something.
I might say or send something and suddenly be all, "why the fuck did you just do that, Stella?" and then I just sort of wait for a reaction.
These days I find myself having really drastic mood swings. Right now I'm feeling really fucking pissed off for absolutely no reason.
I also want to cry, but for no reason.
ANGER TEARSSSS~ but no, not really.
Music makes me feel slightly better.
I don't know how I feel about ATAR results coming out. I'm confident I did okay, but there's always a 'what if?' at the back of my mind. Maybe that's what's causing this.
I'm possessed by some sort of need or want for.. I don't know.
I'm just really confused.
What the fuck???????????????
There is nothing good.
I am also tired of having my inbox spammed with people replying to my mum's advertisement. Farrrr out, why did I not make a separate account for that?
I have gotten 172 emails from it in the space of 2 days, no joke.
EVEN AT 3AM OR SOMETHING WHILE I'M SLEEPING MY PHONE WILL SUDDENLY BE LIKE 'BUZZZZ' NEW EMAILLL. :| why are people even awake looking for jobs at 3 in the fucking morning?????
Rararararrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr I am so frustrated I want to scream but then the whole street will hear me and think I'm dying or something.
Tuesday, November 29, 2011
Cookies
"In this scenario, I don’t think the Bible has much to say about how you buy cookies other than to buy and use the cookies in a way that honours God."
You have no idea how long I laughed at this sentence.
You have no idea how long I laughed at this sentence.
Saturday, November 26, 2011
Wednesday, November 23, 2011
Tuesday, November 22, 2011
Religious hypocrisy
I have a problem with the hypocrisy of religion.
Observe:
"Love is a choice. Love often hurts. Choose to love regardless because it hurt Christ to love you. Funny fact, when you love like that, you'll probably also get hurt lol. Increase my faith Lord. Oh and after you get hurt, go back to Jesus for healing :) He will provide yo!"
"God is God through it all. God is good through it all. God is above every situation. Praise be to his name. Get me through God."
"Hey guys, I don't think I've been in this much pain for so long, please pray for healing! Even though this momentary affliction is temporary and fleeting, it hurts. Prayers would be muchhh appreciated guys =] Rev. 4:1."
These are excerpts of Facebook status updates from just one person in the space of two days. Needless to say, he does this a lot.
Facebook is a public forum, and clearly he is advertising his religious views here. In overkill. With every single status.
Let us think for a minute.
If an atheist did this with the same assumption of truth regarding the existence (or lack thereof) of an all-powerful deity (let's say, to a mixed audience), would he/she not be condemned by the religious of hubris, arrogance and lack of consideration for theists? Would it not be held in little esteem, instead rejected as crass and an attack against all religion? Why is it that it is socially acceptable for theists to advertise their views in public, and not atheists?
What's your opinion on door to door bible pushers? Sure, they are an annoyance, but still bordering on the fringes of social acceptance at the worst. Now, if a person decided to preach door to door about the Flying Spaghetti Monster, is it that much of a stretch of the imagination to assume possible danger and abuse hurled at them by residents, screaming that they will go to hell?
An atheist may politely declare their lack of interest and close the door on bible-pushers (at least, I do - I don't really wish to generalise, but let's consider this on a balance of probabilities), whereas do you not think that if I were to go around saying God does not exist, theists would automatically begin defending their religion by attacking me with phrases condemning my lack of faith?
Can you think of any theists who would not do this?
Are they so paranoid about the relevance of their religion that they feel the need to convert everyone around them to think the same way?
Honestly, it sickens me - not religion (although I do feel it is counter productive and archaic in a progressive society, however everyone is entitled to their own opinion and I definitely do not wish to take this away), but the hypocrisy on which it is based.
To sum up: "A Christian wouldn't ever be expected to be silent about their views, and they would never accept being told otherwise, so why should I be treated any differently?"
However, I am confident that society is becoming increasingly secular and that perhaps in the future, religion will be reduced to merely an absurd, archaic, irrelevant superstition, similar to how witchcraft is held nowadays.
Observe:
"Love is a choice. Love often hurts. Choose to love regardless because it hurt Christ to love you. Funny fact, when you love like that, you'll probably also get hurt lol. Increase my faith Lord. Oh and after you get hurt, go back to Jesus for healing :) He will provide yo!"
"God is God through it all. God is good through it all. God is above every situation. Praise be to his name. Get me through God."
"Hey guys, I don't think I've been in this much pain for so long, please pray for healing! Even though this momentary affliction is temporary and fleeting, it hurts. Prayers would be muchhh appreciated guys =] Rev. 4:1."
These are excerpts of Facebook status updates from just one person in the space of two days. Needless to say, he does this a lot.
Facebook is a public forum, and clearly he is advertising his religious views here. In overkill. With every single status.
Let us think for a minute.
If an atheist did this with the same assumption of truth regarding the existence (or lack thereof) of an all-powerful deity (let's say, to a mixed audience), would he/she not be condemned by the religious of hubris, arrogance and lack of consideration for theists? Would it not be held in little esteem, instead rejected as crass and an attack against all religion? Why is it that it is socially acceptable for theists to advertise their views in public, and not atheists?
What's your opinion on door to door bible pushers? Sure, they are an annoyance, but still bordering on the fringes of social acceptance at the worst. Now, if a person decided to preach door to door about the Flying Spaghetti Monster, is it that much of a stretch of the imagination to assume possible danger and abuse hurled at them by residents, screaming that they will go to hell?
An atheist may politely declare their lack of interest and close the door on bible-pushers (at least, I do - I don't really wish to generalise, but let's consider this on a balance of probabilities), whereas do you not think that if I were to go around saying God does not exist, theists would automatically begin defending their religion by attacking me with phrases condemning my lack of faith?
Can you think of any theists who would not do this?
Are they so paranoid about the relevance of their religion that they feel the need to convert everyone around them to think the same way?
Honestly, it sickens me - not religion (although I do feel it is counter productive and archaic in a progressive society, however everyone is entitled to their own opinion and I definitely do not wish to take this away), but the hypocrisy on which it is based.
To sum up: "A Christian wouldn't ever be expected to be silent about their views, and they would never accept being told otherwise, so why should I be treated any differently?"
However, I am confident that society is becoming increasingly secular and that perhaps in the future, religion will be reduced to merely an absurd, archaic, irrelevant superstition, similar to how witchcraft is held nowadays.
The holidays
Funnily enough, I was not expecting to be so socially active during these holidays. I've pretty much gone out every day these past two weeks, and I'm about to leave again in a few hours to Sony's.
All fun of course, but sometimes I feel like I'd rather just chill at home and sleep. How antisocial of me.
I'm so excited for formal and the afters. It's been way too long since I've gone out partying, and I miss it a lot.
All fun of course, but sometimes I feel like I'd rather just chill at home and sleep. How antisocial of me.
I'm so excited for formal and the afters. It's been way too long since I've gone out partying, and I miss it a lot.
Thursday, November 17, 2011
The little bird that died of a broken heart
The most tragic real life love story I know did not take place between humans, but concerned two pet birds I owned about seven years ago.
You could tell they were extremely attached to each other. It was easy to see a sort of bond and harmony which existed between them. I hesitate to say they were two birds 'in love' because that just sounds whimsical, idealistic and fake.
My dad decided one day to build a little nest for them to roost in (really, it was a pile of hay and sticks he tried to shove into the cage). However, upon opening the door, the male bird flew right out and into the air. My dad immediately shut the cage so that the female wouldn't do the same.
Upon returning from school a few afternoons later, I found the female bird lying spread-eagled on the floor of the cage. She had refused to take in any food or water in the last few days. I tried to pour water into her beak, but to no avail.
She died a few minutes later.
I don't know why I decided to share this story. I don't even remember the birds' names, if indeed we actually named them.
Sometimes I wonder if the male bird is still alive out there, somewhere.
You could tell they were extremely attached to each other. It was easy to see a sort of bond and harmony which existed between them. I hesitate to say they were two birds 'in love' because that just sounds whimsical, idealistic and fake.
My dad decided one day to build a little nest for them to roost in (really, it was a pile of hay and sticks he tried to shove into the cage). However, upon opening the door, the male bird flew right out and into the air. My dad immediately shut the cage so that the female wouldn't do the same.
Upon returning from school a few afternoons later, I found the female bird lying spread-eagled on the floor of the cage. She had refused to take in any food or water in the last few days. I tried to pour water into her beak, but to no avail.
She died a few minutes later.
I don't know why I decided to share this story. I don't even remember the birds' names, if indeed we actually named them.
Sometimes I wonder if the male bird is still alive out there, somewhere.
Wednesday, November 16, 2011
Literally 'Hit Me Baby One More Time'
Why do we yearn for what we can't have, or what might harm us?
Why do the victims of spousal domestic abuse stay with their partners?
Why is a little arrogance in a guy such an attractive trait to us adoring females?
The mental workings of humanity are often strange and unfathomable.
Overwhelming hubris, yearning for the unattainable, a quest for perfection: is this what the human condition is made of?
Am I rambling?
The weather is not very good today, but it's at least it's not hot.
In a bit of a strange mood.
COMMON SPELLING ERRORS PEOPLE UNFORTUNATELY MAKE:
you're/your
were/where
their/there
wonder/wander
els = else
abit = a bit
alot = a lot
wierd = weird
Why do the victims of spousal domestic abuse stay with their partners?
Why is a little arrogance in a guy such an attractive trait to us adoring females?
The mental workings of humanity are often strange and unfathomable.
Overwhelming hubris, yearning for the unattainable, a quest for perfection: is this what the human condition is made of?
Am I rambling?
The weather is not very good today, but it's at least it's not hot.
In a bit of a strange mood.
COMMON SPELLING ERRORS PEOPLE UNFORTUNATELY MAKE:
you're/your
were/where
their/there
wonder/wander
els = else
abit = a bit
alot = a lot
wierd = weird
Crazy steam child
Steam is just a horrible, horrible little piece of software. I want to kill it with fire.
WHY WON'T YOU WORK, DAMN IT.
WHY WON'T YOU WORK, DAMN IT.
Happy accidents
There are so many times when I think back to something and just marvel at the coincidental sequence of events which made it happen.
How you think and act - your whole life - is a product of such occurrences.
For one, I would not have lived in Denmark for 3 months, obsessed about it, met people who now hold such an important place in my life, or indeed known anything about it, if it wasn't for a chance happening one day, an accidental bump in the street which started the entire thing. And now it's such a massive part of my life, a part of my definition of who I am.
I could have decided to take another route, or left 5 minutes earlier or later to get to my destination. It could have been another day. I could have watched where I was going and not bumped into anyone at all. However, no, this happened.
The sheer act of being born - what about the billions of other babies which could have been conceived by my parents instead? But I'm here, just one of the millions of different gametes continually released daily, weekly, monthly. And even then, for my parents, grandparents, et cetera, to exist, this exact same thing must have happened to create every single one of my ancestors, who would in turn create the next of kin for countless generations until we reach me. And you.
How do most people meet the person they then spend the rest of their lives with? A single day can change the course of our entire lives.
Now isn't that just something?
It's not destiny, fate, or the modus operandi of a higher power.
Why does humanity feel the need to create an explanation, exclaiming over the 'miracle of it all' - oh therefore a god must have done it! Well, no, if we weren't here, there would be other people in our place, who would undoubtedly also attribute their existence to the aforementioned higher power. The 'miracle' idea is illogical and completely redundant. Must there be a higher power involved? Why do we need this assurance? Are we so afraid of our discontinued relevance after death that we need to dream up some sort of afterlife for ourselves? Are we all so driven by mindless, arrogant hubris?
It's just coincidence. Nothing more.
How you think and act - your whole life - is a product of such occurrences.
For one, I would not have lived in Denmark for 3 months, obsessed about it, met people who now hold such an important place in my life, or indeed known anything about it, if it wasn't for a chance happening one day, an accidental bump in the street which started the entire thing. And now it's such a massive part of my life, a part of my definition of who I am.
I could have decided to take another route, or left 5 minutes earlier or later to get to my destination. It could have been another day. I could have watched where I was going and not bumped into anyone at all. However, no, this happened.
The sheer act of being born - what about the billions of other babies which could have been conceived by my parents instead? But I'm here, just one of the millions of different gametes continually released daily, weekly, monthly. And even then, for my parents, grandparents, et cetera, to exist, this exact same thing must have happened to create every single one of my ancestors, who would in turn create the next of kin for countless generations until we reach me. And you.
How do most people meet the person they then spend the rest of their lives with? A single day can change the course of our entire lives.
Now isn't that just something?
It's not destiny, fate, or the modus operandi of a higher power.
Why does humanity feel the need to create an explanation, exclaiming over the 'miracle of it all' - oh therefore a god must have done it! Well, no, if we weren't here, there would be other people in our place, who would undoubtedly also attribute their existence to the aforementioned higher power. The 'miracle' idea is illogical and completely redundant. Must there be a higher power involved? Why do we need this assurance? Are we so afraid of our discontinued relevance after death that we need to dream up some sort of afterlife for ourselves? Are we all so driven by mindless, arrogant hubris?
It's just coincidence. Nothing more.
Monday, November 14, 2011
14/11/11
Fun day today - tiring, though.
Went out with Sony and Sarah looking for a formal dress for Sony and a job for me. Handed in quite a few resumes, hoping for a reply soon!
Got 'Queer as Folk' from Sony to help me entertain myself these holidays. It gets better as the series goes on. I think I might get addicted before long. Honestly though, it's slightly reminiscent of a gay porn movie with an extended plotline..
Went out with Sony and Sarah looking for a formal dress for Sony and a job for me. Handed in quite a few resumes, hoping for a reply soon!
Got 'Queer as Folk' from Sony to help me entertain myself these holidays. It gets better as the series goes on. I think I might get addicted before long. Honestly though, it's slightly reminiscent of a gay porn movie with an extended plotline..
Sunday, November 13, 2011
Career vs. family: the million dollar goal
Considering the arduously intensive and difficult career path I have planned out for myself, I figure my life is going to end up being an ultimatum between the two, with no real middle ground.
The latter would make me far happier, but I also know that my obstinate, career-oriented nature will guide me towards the former. Quite a depressing thought.
It's really easy to say something like "then change the course of where you're going; you're still young, nothing's fixed" - but I know if I do that, I'll end up unhappier than if I stuck to law. I have to do it. I can't picture myself in any other industry.
Actually, I lied. I can picture myself in the entertainment industry, and in a perfect world that's where I'd be - but I don't fancy the thought of being broke all the time.
And how many people can consider law as their 'safety option'?
I should stop whining about this and just grin and bear it. Maybe in the end everything will magically sort itself out.
The latter would make me far happier, but I also know that my obstinate, career-oriented nature will guide me towards the former. Quite a depressing thought.
It's really easy to say something like "then change the course of where you're going; you're still young, nothing's fixed" - but I know if I do that, I'll end up unhappier than if I stuck to law. I have to do it. I can't picture myself in any other industry.
Actually, I lied. I can picture myself in the entertainment industry, and in a perfect world that's where I'd be - but I don't fancy the thought of being broke all the time.
And how many people can consider law as their 'safety option'?
I should stop whining about this and just grin and bear it. Maybe in the end everything will magically sort itself out.
Saturday, November 12, 2011
Stella's tips for success in legal studies and ancient history
This is my presentation outline to give exam/assessment tips the new year 12's.
ANCIENT HISTORY
- Plan
o For assessments: Each time I received a new assessment notification, I immediately began to plan my workload for each day in conjunction with all the other assessments I had at the same time. Year 12 is an extremely busy year and many of your assessments WILL clash, as much as 7 at a time. For example, in my diary the 25th of April 2011 read: 'Legal notes - half of crime syllabus, Ancient History - 350 words, English Extension Keats notes - La Belle Dame Sans Merci, Extension 2 Maths - start studying conics'.
o Exam essays: YOU MUST PLAN IN THE EXAM. THERE IS PLENTY OF TIME TO WRITE IN THE ANCIENT HISTORY EXAM. IF YOU FAIL TO PLAN, YOU PLAN TO FAIL!!!!
- Read widely
o The more you read, the easier it gets to connect the dots, esp. Rome. ALL ABOUT READING – concepts are not too difficult to get. READ.
- Share resources
o Use a RANGE of textbooks because often some things are not explained in detail in some books.
- Start studying early as ancient has lots of content but it isn't too difficult
o Don’t leave writing your notes to the end or you WILL end up in tears because there is A LOT to know and you WILL BE overwhelmed. Summarise after every topic, dot point, write notes to continually consolidate your knowledge.
- Smart, effective studying beats writing pages of unnecessary notes and wasting time
o Must realise you have to study for different topics in different ways, depending on format
o E.g. Pompeii is more focused on details of every day life, whereas Rome is more holistic due to the one broader question you will encounter where you make your own judgment -> you think more about cause, effect, why, how, what does this mean?
o Keep in mind whilst you’re studying + writing notes that it isn’t your job to story-tell events, but to use them to support your thesis. Don’t overstudy details or else you’ll never get to the end. Keep continually cutting down your notes as you know them.
- KNOW YOUR SOURCES! This is paramount. And from the beginning of the year, start doing practice essays that INCORPORATE SOURCES.
o Evidence table. Range of modern and ancient sources. I personally try to aim for at least one per paragraph.
o Know the major works that sources come from: e.g. Plutarch's Parallel Lives, Suetonius' Lives of the Caesars, Herodotus' Histories, Thucydides' History of the Peloponnesian War, Xenophon's Constitution of the Lacedaemonians ... you get the idea
- SCAFFOLD, SCAFFOLD, SCAFFOLD for the essay topics. Don’t write all full essays because it takes too much of your precious time. Go down the syllabus, write essay questions and plan in your brain, going down the list. Good practice for thinking on the spot during the exam.
Legal is pretty much similar. Except replace 'sources' with 'legislation/media/conventions/declarations'
ANCIENT HISTORY
- Plan
o For assessments: Each time I received a new assessment notification, I immediately began to plan my workload for each day in conjunction with all the other assessments I had at the same time. Year 12 is an extremely busy year and many of your assessments WILL clash, as much as 7 at a time. For example, in my diary the 25th of April 2011 read: 'Legal notes - half of crime syllabus, Ancient History - 350 words, English Extension Keats notes - La Belle Dame Sans Merci, Extension 2 Maths - start studying conics'.
o Exam essays: YOU MUST PLAN IN THE EXAM. THERE IS PLENTY OF TIME TO WRITE IN THE ANCIENT HISTORY EXAM. IF YOU FAIL TO PLAN, YOU PLAN TO FAIL!!!!
- Read widely
o The more you read, the easier it gets to connect the dots, esp. Rome. ALL ABOUT READING – concepts are not too difficult to get. READ.
- Share resources
o Use a RANGE of textbooks because often some things are not explained in detail in some books.
- Start studying early as ancient has lots of content but it isn't too difficult
o Don’t leave writing your notes to the end or you WILL end up in tears because there is A LOT to know and you WILL BE overwhelmed. Summarise after every topic, dot point, write notes to continually consolidate your knowledge.
- Smart, effective studying beats writing pages of unnecessary notes and wasting time
o Must realise you have to study for different topics in different ways, depending on format
o E.g. Pompeii is more focused on details of every day life, whereas Rome is more holistic due to the one broader question you will encounter where you make your own judgment -> you think more about cause, effect, why, how, what does this mean?
o Keep in mind whilst you’re studying + writing notes that it isn’t your job to story-tell events, but to use them to support your thesis. Don’t overstudy details or else you’ll never get to the end. Keep continually cutting down your notes as you know them.
- KNOW YOUR SOURCES! This is paramount. And from the beginning of the year, start doing practice essays that INCORPORATE SOURCES.
o Evidence table. Range of modern and ancient sources. I personally try to aim for at least one per paragraph.
o Know the major works that sources come from: e.g. Plutarch's Parallel Lives, Suetonius' Lives of the Caesars, Herodotus' Histories, Thucydides' History of the Peloponnesian War, Xenophon's Constitution of the Lacedaemonians ... you get the idea
- SCAFFOLD, SCAFFOLD, SCAFFOLD for the essay topics. Don’t write all full essays because it takes too much of your precious time. Go down the syllabus, write essay questions and plan in your brain, going down the list. Good practice for thinking on the spot during the exam.
Legal is pretty much similar. Except replace 'sources' with 'legislation/media/conventions/declarations'
Friday, November 11, 2011
What is with the Adele hype? And other random musings/updates.
She's a great soul singer, but really the composition of her albums seems to be lacking in some way, in some element (well, with some notable exceptions, of course). I don't know what it is exactly about them which strikes me as plain.
I've been doing a little light job hunting to occupy myself these holidays. Yesterday I wrote a resume which I'm going to go around distributing to various stores at Westfield. It wouldn't be half bad to work at a place like Typo.
But in all honesty I would rather tutor kids studying for the Opportunity Class and Selective School exams. It's one of the things I feel like I really get, crazy as that sounds.
..The reason being that I was one of these kids. I began the aforementioned intense academic coaching at the tender age of 8, back in year 3 - a weekly ritual which consisted of about 5 exams each lesson, altogether for 3 hours. You would swap your answers with the person in front of you, who would then call out your results to the entire room after marking each part. Everyone's marks would then be totaled on a whiteboard at the front of the room, to be released to the hungry parents who would burst in at the end to review all the scores, comparing their own child with everyone else in the class. It was very competitive, with lots of tears coupled with congratulatory murmurs spanning the little room.
It sounds worse than it was.
Actually, yeah it sounds really messed up.
But I felt it really contributed to my high selective school mark (and thus admission into my wonderful high school which I now miss very much upon graduation). How I got through it was I would sort of pretend it was a game - by the end I think I found myself enjoying it.
A sad way to spend my Saturdays.
However, I got quite good marks, a lot of times coming in 1st, 2nd or 3rd (chocolate prizes were given to these place-holders) in the class of 30, so that probably contributed to my rather passive, ligeglad (forgot the English word, replaced it with Danish - an awkward reversal of languages) view of the entire institution. My sister didn't fare so well, so she absolutely hated it. I probably wouldn't have been able to stand it either if I were her.
What was I talking about?
Oh yeah, tutoring people.
You may wonder why I would want to contribute to such an institution. The whole process might seem rather barbaric to an outsider, forcing undue pressure onto young children who ought to be enjoying their childhood and running around with friends. God knows, there have been so many media articles criticising this particularly Asian trait from a certain columnist called Anna Patty (seen here putting a patronisingly great emphasis on the link between Asians and coaching colleges: http://www.smh.com.au/national/education/migrant-pupils-top-the-entry-tests-for-selective-schools-20100702-zu56.html)
I get that. But it is crucial to note major differences in the mindsets of these children, compared to what may pertain to the majority of the state. Whilst the latter may complain about their teachers and 'hate' learning at school, preferring instead to pursue other interests, the former tend to take on a more long-term approach, rather than focus on they would like the do right at that particular moment (play, obviously). Don't get me wrong, it's not like every time they'd willingly sit down and just do work - they are still children, after all - but always in the back of the mind there is a grudging acceptance that this needs to be done for future academic success. No matter how much I might have whinged, cried and complained, I knew that it was for my own benefit.
Perhaps this is simply the culture I grew up in.
So asking again, why would I want to support this industry?
I feel like I would have something positive to contribute to it. I certainly resent the overly critical culture surrounding coaching on the part of parents and those of the industry. One particular tutor told my sister she "shouldn't even be trying" for certain higher ranked selective schools.
They were right in the end, but regardless, to say it that bluntly to a child is abominable.
And that's exactly what I wouldn't do.
I really digressed a lot in this post.
It's because I'm bored.
Long story short, I need a fucking job.
I've been doing a little light job hunting to occupy myself these holidays. Yesterday I wrote a resume which I'm going to go around distributing to various stores at Westfield. It wouldn't be half bad to work at a place like Typo.
But in all honesty I would rather tutor kids studying for the Opportunity Class and Selective School exams. It's one of the things I feel like I really get, crazy as that sounds.
..The reason being that I was one of these kids. I began the aforementioned intense academic coaching at the tender age of 8, back in year 3 - a weekly ritual which consisted of about 5 exams each lesson, altogether for 3 hours. You would swap your answers with the person in front of you, who would then call out your results to the entire room after marking each part. Everyone's marks would then be totaled on a whiteboard at the front of the room, to be released to the hungry parents who would burst in at the end to review all the scores, comparing their own child with everyone else in the class. It was very competitive, with lots of tears coupled with congratulatory murmurs spanning the little room.
It sounds worse than it was.
Actually, yeah it sounds really messed up.
But I felt it really contributed to my high selective school mark (and thus admission into my wonderful high school which I now miss very much upon graduation). How I got through it was I would sort of pretend it was a game - by the end I think I found myself enjoying it.
A sad way to spend my Saturdays.
However, I got quite good marks, a lot of times coming in 1st, 2nd or 3rd (chocolate prizes were given to these place-holders) in the class of 30, so that probably contributed to my rather passive, ligeglad (forgot the English word, replaced it with Danish - an awkward reversal of languages) view of the entire institution. My sister didn't fare so well, so she absolutely hated it. I probably wouldn't have been able to stand it either if I were her.
What was I talking about?
Oh yeah, tutoring people.
You may wonder why I would want to contribute to such an institution. The whole process might seem rather barbaric to an outsider, forcing undue pressure onto young children who ought to be enjoying their childhood and running around with friends. God knows, there have been so many media articles criticising this particularly Asian trait from a certain columnist called Anna Patty (seen here putting a patronisingly great emphasis on the link between Asians and coaching colleges: http://www.smh.com.au/national/education/migrant-pupils-top-the-entry-tests-for-selective-schools-20100702-zu56.html)
I get that. But it is crucial to note major differences in the mindsets of these children, compared to what may pertain to the majority of the state. Whilst the latter may complain about their teachers and 'hate' learning at school, preferring instead to pursue other interests, the former tend to take on a more long-term approach, rather than focus on they would like the do right at that particular moment (play, obviously). Don't get me wrong, it's not like every time they'd willingly sit down and just do work - they are still children, after all - but always in the back of the mind there is a grudging acceptance that this needs to be done for future academic success. No matter how much I might have whinged, cried and complained, I knew that it was for my own benefit.
Perhaps this is simply the culture I grew up in.
So asking again, why would I want to support this industry?
I feel like I would have something positive to contribute to it. I certainly resent the overly critical culture surrounding coaching on the part of parents and those of the industry. One particular tutor told my sister she "shouldn't even be trying" for certain higher ranked selective schools.
They were right in the end, but regardless, to say it that bluntly to a child is abominable.
And that's exactly what I wouldn't do.
I really digressed a lot in this post.
It's because I'm bored.
Long story short, I need a fucking job.
Torn between choices
I wish UTS had USYD's international studies course.
It would make my life so much easier.
It would make my life so much easier.
Thursday, November 10, 2011
Sudden nostalgia
When it hits, it's really an interesting feeling.
Usually I'm triggered by a particular song or scent, and my mind suddenly goes reeling back to a time where I was immersed in it, no matter what I'm doing.
For example, listening to Alphabeat instantly transports me back to my room in Denmark, in the mornings where I'd put it on speaker every day before school, dancing whilst getting changed and putting on makeup. Hvor hyggeligt. Jeg savner det meget.
The song 'The Sun Ain't Shining No More' by the Asteroids Galaxy Tour reminds me of pretty dark times. This happens often. A lot of the time I can't really listen to a particular song or even album anymore because of this feeling.
Usually I'm triggered by a particular song or scent, and my mind suddenly goes reeling back to a time where I was immersed in it, no matter what I'm doing.
For example, listening to Alphabeat instantly transports me back to my room in Denmark, in the mornings where I'd put it on speaker every day before school, dancing whilst getting changed and putting on makeup. Hvor hyggeligt. Jeg savner det meget.
The song 'The Sun Ain't Shining No More' by the Asteroids Galaxy Tour reminds me of pretty dark times. This happens often. A lot of the time I can't really listen to a particular song or even album anymore because of this feeling.
A letter to teenage hormones.
Dear hormones,
You are just creating a really big problem for me because now I can't stop thinking about this one person.
But at least I don't need to feel guilty anymore about not thinking about the HSC instead. Which is a huge relief.
Still, I'm not exactly one of those Petrarchan lovers, in love with the notion of love. Really I'm quite the opposite. I hate being in love with someone or even just liking someone, because inevitably it will create pain. Arguably, yeah you've got to live and experience as much as you can in life, be it love, pain, whatever, who knows? But maybe I'm a coward. Maybe I'm just pessimistic. I mean the beginning's always awesome, but unless you're getting married and going to be with this person forever (an occurrence of a minute chance) it won't end well.
A side note: I love how guy issues are my biggest problem now, and not the HSC. That's a good sign that I'm becoming a normal functioning person with some semblance of a more typical social life, rather than one encompassing pretty much teacher fandom and that abusive relationship I had with the Board of Studies and HSC. I kid, but we do have some teacher hotties..
But anyway I digress, hormones. This is just so not cool. Please give me a break. I'll feed you with cookies.
Actually, no, I lied because now I'm on a diet. I hope you like celery sticks. And exercise.
You are just creating a really big problem for me because now I can't stop thinking about this one person.
But at least I don't need to feel guilty anymore about not thinking about the HSC instead. Which is a huge relief.
Still, I'm not exactly one of those Petrarchan lovers, in love with the notion of love. Really I'm quite the opposite. I hate being in love with someone or even just liking someone, because inevitably it will create pain. Arguably, yeah you've got to live and experience as much as you can in life, be it love, pain, whatever, who knows? But maybe I'm a coward. Maybe I'm just pessimistic. I mean the beginning's always awesome, but unless you're getting married and going to be with this person forever (an occurrence of a minute chance) it won't end well.
A side note: I love how guy issues are my biggest problem now, and not the HSC. That's a good sign that I'm becoming a normal functioning person with some semblance of a more typical social life, rather than one encompassing pretty much teacher fandom and that abusive relationship I had with the Board of Studies and HSC. I kid, but we do have some teacher hotties..
But anyway I digress, hormones. This is just so not cool. Please give me a break. I'll feed you with cookies.
Actually, no, I lied because now I'm on a diet. I hope you like celery sticks. And exercise.
The life of an unfit person
Far out okay, so about half an hour I went for a run. And then I fucking fainted. It was horrible.
How am I supposed to get in shape if this keeps happening????
It doesn't help that the weather's really fucking hot right now. This never happened when I exercised in Denmark because it was so nice and cold and snowy.
GIVE ME A BREAK AUSTRALIA.
How am I supposed to get in shape if this keeps happening????
It doesn't help that the weather's really fucking hot right now. This never happened when I exercised in Denmark because it was so nice and cold and snowy.
GIVE ME A BREAK AUSTRALIA.
Stupid people should not be allowed to use the internet
So here is a poll written by some ignorant conservative on Facebook.
'In Australia, if a pregnant woman is involved in a car accident because of a drunk driver and her unborn baby dies, the drunk driver will not be charged with the baby's death, just because it is not "breathing". If a pregnant woman is assaulted and the baby dies, the person that assaulted her will be charged with her assault, but not with the baby's death. Do you think there should be a law protecting unborn babies in Australia??
Answers:
- Definitely!!
- No it's not necessary.
- They should at least be considered.
- I'm not sure.'
And here is why stupid people should not be allowed to use the internet:
1. This is a ridiculously biased question in its syntax and unjustified appeal to pathos by creating a situation likely to induce emotion over logic. A thinly veiled attempt to lobby anti-choice ideology.
2. Problems with accuracy: it isn't because the unborn baby isn't 'breathing', but because it is not actually what is defined as a living being - you must take into account the stage of pregnancy the woman is in. The status of 'unborn baby' also refers to its existence as a clump of basic cells - hardly what anybody could call human. So when would the validation of this proposed law begin in the mother's womb?
3. This question shows a worrying ignorance of the criminal legal system. Those who cry in outrage about the heartlessness of those pro-choice and talk widely about the adverse mental effects such an experience has on expectant mothers seem to believe that the death of the unborn is simply discarded in court. Just because the crime does not qualify as manslaughter in itself does not mean the law treats the case as if the unborn baby never existed. It would surely become an aggravating factor leading to an increased penalty during sentencing - possibly fueled by a Victim Impact Statement from the mother - but it is not manslaughter.
4. (this is a point argued by one of my friends) If the woman is instructed not to smoke, drink, take drugs while pregnant and the baby dies, should she be charged with murder?
I implore people to start thinking before writing stupid things other people have to read and contend with.
'In Australia, if a pregnant woman is involved in a car accident because of a drunk driver and her unborn baby dies, the drunk driver will not be charged with the baby's death, just because it is not "breathing". If a pregnant woman is assaulted and the baby dies, the person that assaulted her will be charged with her assault, but not with the baby's death. Do you think there should be a law protecting unborn babies in Australia??
Answers:
- Definitely!!
- No it's not necessary.
- They should at least be considered.
- I'm not sure.'
And here is why stupid people should not be allowed to use the internet:
1. This is a ridiculously biased question in its syntax and unjustified appeal to pathos by creating a situation likely to induce emotion over logic. A thinly veiled attempt to lobby anti-choice ideology.
2. Problems with accuracy: it isn't because the unborn baby isn't 'breathing', but because it is not actually what is defined as a living being - you must take into account the stage of pregnancy the woman is in. The status of 'unborn baby' also refers to its existence as a clump of basic cells - hardly what anybody could call human. So when would the validation of this proposed law begin in the mother's womb?
3. This question shows a worrying ignorance of the criminal legal system. Those who cry in outrage about the heartlessness of those pro-choice and talk widely about the adverse mental effects such an experience has on expectant mothers seem to believe that the death of the unborn is simply discarded in court. Just because the crime does not qualify as manslaughter in itself does not mean the law treats the case as if the unborn baby never existed. It would surely become an aggravating factor leading to an increased penalty during sentencing - possibly fueled by a Victim Impact Statement from the mother - but it is not manslaughter.
4. (this is a point argued by one of my friends) If the woman is instructed not to smoke, drink, take drugs while pregnant and the baby dies, should she be charged with murder?
I implore people to start thinking before writing stupid things other people have to read and contend with.
Tuesday, November 8, 2011
I'm much too insecure
..for my own liking.
I think I really need to learn to trust myself because I worry way too much about detail, and then that leads to me getting really self-conscious. Is it possible to feel confident at the same time? At least, that's what I try to show exoterically.
In other news, I was asked to do a presentation about study/exam techniques for the coming ancient and legal classes. Quite flattered and it's going to be the most awesome presentation in the history of the universe, count on it.
I think I really need to learn to trust myself because I worry way too much about detail, and then that leads to me getting really self-conscious. Is it possible to feel confident at the same time? At least, that's what I try to show exoterically.
In other news, I was asked to do a presentation about study/exam techniques for the coming ancient and legal classes. Quite flattered and it's going to be the most awesome presentation in the history of the universe, count on it.
Monday, November 7, 2011
The difference between 'smart' and 'book smart'
I don't think failure in assessments set by an educational institution necessarily renders you a complete dunce.
There are people who you can tell do possess some admirable level of intelligence just by entering a conversation with them, however cannot write an adequately satisfactory paper or answer questions in an exam to save their life. Or they may be extremely prone to basic spelling and grammatical errors (which I think is truly shameful, because surely it shouldn't be too difficult to obtain the knowledge base of a five year old learning the English language?).
Well either way, I often wonder at the reason to this.
There are people who you can tell do possess some admirable level of intelligence just by entering a conversation with them, however cannot write an adequately satisfactory paper or answer questions in an exam to save their life. Or they may be extremely prone to basic spelling and grammatical errors (which I think is truly shameful, because surely it shouldn't be too difficult to obtain the knowledge base of a five year old learning the English language?).
Well either way, I often wonder at the reason to this.
I have bad taste in guys, which is why I have so many ex's
So this one guy I dated: he kept trying to hit on my friends, and it was (and still is) pathetic. So basically after he met them, he'd befriend them on Facebook. Nothing wrong with that, right? But then, even now (a year later), some new notification might appear on Facebook with him trying to flirt with them on their wall, and clicking on the 'See Friendship' link, you see a long list of him trying to instigate conversation, with them either not replying or giving clipped answers. It truly is rather pathetic, because they are a billion times out of his league.
I SHUDDER WITH SECONDHAND EMBARRASSMENT EVERY TIME I SEE ONE OF THESE POSTS.
But also first-hand, because you know.. I dated this guy.
I SHUDDER WITH SECONDHAND EMBARRASSMENT EVERY TIME I SEE ONE OF THESE POSTS.
But also first-hand, because you know.. I dated this guy.
Sunday, November 6, 2011
Pathetic fallacy
Reading back through my past posts in succession,
My emotions seem to change erratically.
Like the weather today.
My emotions seem to change erratically.
Like the weather today.
That time when music means more to you than anything
They're usually the worst.
Minor seeking legal emancipation.
I wrote a letter along with a print-out from an anger management site and put it on my dad's bed, but after half an hour I gave in to overwhelming anxiety (to use the layman's term, 'chickened out') and took it back before he came upstairs. I guess the letter was good therapy for myself though. Like this blog, an articulation of my internal thoughts.
Booked my DKT exam today for Wednesday. Will finally be getting my license.
Also, a quote which made me laugh:
"I just don't understand why Christians tell Atheists they're going to hell - it's like, you're not getting this are you? You know, like you telling me I'm going to hell is like a hippie threatening to punch me in my aura." - Josh Thomas
Minor seeking legal emancipation.
I wrote a letter along with a print-out from an anger management site and put it on my dad's bed, but after half an hour I gave in to overwhelming anxiety (to use the layman's term, 'chickened out') and took it back before he came upstairs. I guess the letter was good therapy for myself though. Like this blog, an articulation of my internal thoughts.
Booked my DKT exam today for Wednesday. Will finally be getting my license.
Also, a quote which made me laugh:
"I just don't understand why Christians tell Atheists they're going to hell - it's like, you're not getting this are you? You know, like you telling me I'm going to hell is like a hippie threatening to punch me in my aura." - Josh Thomas
Thursday, November 3, 2011
HSC IS OFFICIALLY OVER
UM FUCK YES BEST DAY EVER
Although you know what, I have this unsettling feeling in the back of my mind that I should still be doing work. You have no idea how bad I feel for not doing work right now. I FEEL OBLIGATED TO WORK AND STUDY.. but there's nothing to study!
I think I did okay for legal. It was an easy exam, but I could have written much better essays for indigenous people and world order. I think a 95 should be possible, but I shouldn't jinx myself..
Although you know what, I have this unsettling feeling in the back of my mind that I should still be doing work. You have no idea how bad I feel for not doing work right now. I FEEL OBLIGATED TO WORK AND STUDY.. but there's nothing to study!
I think I did okay for legal. It was an easy exam, but I could have written much better essays for indigenous people and world order. I think a 95 should be possible, but I shouldn't jinx myself..
Wednesday, November 2, 2011
Freedom in approximately 25 hours and a descension into madness
Oh god, oh god, oh god, oh god, so much is riding on my legal exam. Oh god, oh god, oh god.
I MUST GET FULL MARKS.
*crazy manic gleam in eyes*
FULL MARKS.
STATE RANKING.
FULL MARKS.
MUST GET.
WHY AM I EVEN ON HERE.
AHHHHHHHHHHH!
I MUST GET FULL MARKS.
*crazy manic gleam in eyes*
FULL MARKS.
STATE RANKING.
FULL MARKS.
MUST GET.
WHY AM I EVEN ON HERE.
AHHHHHHHHHHH!
Monday, October 31, 2011
NEVER HAVE TO STUDY ENGLISH IN ANY FORM EVER AGAIN
Ekphrasis what? Metaphor who? Enjambment huh?
Currently clearing brain of English. Ohoho. :3
Only one more exam left! And that is legalllll.
After which I will be dyeing my hair! With Sarah and Sony, how excitingggg. I would argue that it's symbolic of shedding the status of 'HSC student'.. but I won't, because I don't study English anymore and also it's just really for fun more and just because we can than anything else.
Also I keep getting page views from Malaysia. That's a bit random.
Good news! The head teacher of our history faculty and our principal are launching a complaint against the stupidity that was the Caesar question part a): 'Describe Julius Caesar's military activities to 60BC.' It is stupid because this was BEFORE Gaul and BEFORE the Civil War. BEFORE HE REALLY DID ANYTHING OF NOTE AT ALL. And compared to the other choices for that question, it was absolutely horrendous and disadvantageous for those who did Caesar, e.g. seriously: 'How did Cleopatra become queen of Egypt?' Really?? How are they equal in difficulty at all?? Jesus.
Currently clearing brain of English. Ohoho. :3
Only one more exam left! And that is legalllll.
After which I will be dyeing my hair! With Sarah and Sony, how excitingggg. I would argue that it's symbolic of shedding the status of 'HSC student'.. but I won't, because I don't study English anymore and also it's just really for fun more and just because we can than anything else.
Also I keep getting page views from Malaysia. That's a bit random.
Good news! The head teacher of our history faculty and our principal are launching a complaint against the stupidity that was the Caesar question part a): 'Describe Julius Caesar's military activities to 60BC.' It is stupid because this was BEFORE Gaul and BEFORE the Civil War. BEFORE HE REALLY DID ANYTHING OF NOTE AT ALL. And compared to the other choices for that question, it was absolutely horrendous and disadvantageous for those who did Caesar, e.g. seriously: 'How did Cleopatra become queen of Egypt?' Really?? How are they equal in difficulty at all?? Jesus.
Sunday, October 30, 2011
"Nature hides in [the lover's] happiness her own end, namely progeny" - Ralph Waldo Emerson
An uncomfortable truth, but surely we all realise it's true.
Tomorrow's Halloween
...and I'm spending it in a fucking exam room, going home immediately and revising Crime for legal studies. And then the next day I'm revising World order. And the next is to be spent memorising Human Rights and Indigenous People. And the day after that is my legal studies exam.
And then after that will be the most fucking awesome time of my life.
Thursday (immediately after legal): Hanging out with Sarah and whoever else finishes on the 3rd in the city, get some curry udon from the awesome place near Pepper Lunch, WINDOW SHOP at Market City/QVB/wherever. Then take bus back to school to pick up Sony when she finishes. Party at my place, sit on the deck and soak up the sun. Enjoy the END OF FUCKING HSC AND HIGH SCHOOL FOREVER.
Friday: Do some studying probably to relieve inevitable weird withdrawal symptoms.. but for a license yay! FINALLY. And then take the test on Saturday :3
OH MY GOD JUST FOUND OUT MR TIDYMAN IS LEAVING OUR SCHOOL :'( :'( :'( FREAKING OUT
CANNOT BLOG ANYMORE
And then after that will be the most fucking awesome time of my life.
Thursday (immediately after legal): Hanging out with Sarah and whoever else finishes on the 3rd in the city, get some curry udon from the awesome place near Pepper Lunch, WINDOW SHOP at Market City/QVB/wherever. Then take bus back to school to pick up Sony when she finishes. Party at my place, sit on the deck and soak up the sun. Enjoy the END OF FUCKING HSC AND HIGH SCHOOL FOREVER.
Friday: Do some studying probably to relieve inevitable weird withdrawal symptoms.. but for a license yay! FINALLY. And then take the test on Saturday :3
OH MY GOD JUST FOUND OUT MR TIDYMAN IS LEAVING OUR SCHOOL :'( :'( :'( FREAKING OUT
CANNOT BLOG ANYMORE
Thursday, October 27, 2011
HSC Lamentations
HOW did I mix up 'Civic Crown' with 'laurel wreath'?? Holy fuck the examiner's going to be laughing when he/she discovers that Caesar allegedly received a fucking laurel wreath for bravery from the King of Bithynia. Fml fml fml fml fml.
EDIT: Panicking a little less now. Googled and discovered that the Civic Crown WAS actually in the form of a laurel wreath. Okay. Good to know my brain didn't completely make that up, although obviously the significance of such an honour was downplayed since I didn't actually mention it by name. But you know, whatever. I should REALLY stop panicking.
Also HOW did I manage to, upon finishing with about an hour left in the exam, return to Sparta, and abandon it halfway through a sentence in order to redo my Caesar essay and then forget about it??????????????
There goes the possible top ten state ranking in ancient.
Also, interesting article about the extension 1 maths exam this year:
http://www.smh.com.au/nsw/hsc-students-maths-paper--cruel-and-difficult-20111027-1mlg1.html#poll
I think its horrors were overtly exaggerated, but yeah it wasn't a pretty exam.
Oh goddddd I think that 99.7 is definitely out of reach now. Will have to settle for UTS law. Try to maintain a distinction average and transfer after a year. Absolutely devo.
:'(
Will try to redeem self in ext english and legal.
Is it sad that one's ATAR has become a measure of self worth instead of merely a tool to determine one's entry into a particular university course?
That shouldn't even be a question.
EDIT: Panicking a little less now. Googled and discovered that the Civic Crown WAS actually in the form of a laurel wreath. Okay. Good to know my brain didn't completely make that up, although obviously the significance of such an honour was downplayed since I didn't actually mention it by name. But you know, whatever. I should REALLY stop panicking.
Also HOW did I manage to, upon finishing with about an hour left in the exam, return to Sparta, and abandon it halfway through a sentence in order to redo my Caesar essay and then forget about it??????????????
There goes the possible top ten state ranking in ancient.
Also, interesting article about the extension 1 maths exam this year:
http://www.smh.com.au/nsw/hsc-students-maths-paper--cruel-and-difficult-20111027-1mlg1.html#poll
I think its horrors were overtly exaggerated, but yeah it wasn't a pretty exam.
Oh goddddd I think that 99.7 is definitely out of reach now. Will have to settle for UTS law. Try to maintain a distinction average and transfer after a year. Absolutely devo.
:'(
Will try to redeem self in ext english and legal.
Is it sad that one's ATAR has become a measure of self worth instead of merely a tool to determine one's entry into a particular university course?
That shouldn't even be a question.
Monday, October 24, 2011
4U MATHS IS OVER FOREVER
And in other news, I don't know how it happened, but my room appears to have been turned into a sauna.
Strange.
Strange.
Sunday, October 23, 2011
4 UNIT MATHS
FUCK MATHS.
Actually, fuck the HSC. What more cruel and unusual punishment is there over establishing an institution of which the purpose is solely to heighten the stress levels of graduating high-schoolers?
Okay I don't mean that, of course. But it does often feel that way.
For example, why on earth would the Board of Studies make English Paper 2 two hours long, when we need to write three essays? That is an essay every forty minutes, 6 pages each - a total of 18 pages. No set planning time, everything is taken out of that precious writing time.
I can understand the importance of being able to think on your feet for a subject like maths: it shows evidence of practice, ingenuity and quick recall of information. But for English?? Sure, we should be able to plan and articulate our ideas well and in a relatively speedy and efficient fashion, but what is the point of having such a strict time limit when it so hinders our abilities to do so?
For one thing, syntax begins to fly all over the place as you struggle to find the exact word you're looking for, and in the rush of the moment you must settle for a mundane, unsophisticated, general term which does not necessarily accurately express your writing skill.
Another is the evidently greater benefit one has if they are able to write quickly - but the HSC isn't to test the strength and stamina of your wrist, rather an individual's mental capability, so as to determine your future degree, and by extension, occupation and the rest of your life.
The problem is, I know many of my classmates who are more than capable of securing any future path they wanted - absolute geniuses such as Vianna, against which others pale in comparison in regards to intelligence. But often even they are not able to finish - thus being unable to secure the marks their essays deserve - and you must wonder at the efficiency and fairness of such an educational system, in which the whole point is to determine who is capable and who is less so.
Well, I've completely digressed from my original point.
Long story short, I hate maths.
PS you would think that after already having completed HSC trials you'd be more used to the HSC and not as scared. But then you'd be wrong.
Actually, fuck the HSC. What more cruel and unusual punishment is there over establishing an institution of which the purpose is solely to heighten the stress levels of graduating high-schoolers?
Okay I don't mean that, of course. But it does often feel that way.
For example, why on earth would the Board of Studies make English Paper 2 two hours long, when we need to write three essays? That is an essay every forty minutes, 6 pages each - a total of 18 pages. No set planning time, everything is taken out of that precious writing time.
I can understand the importance of being able to think on your feet for a subject like maths: it shows evidence of practice, ingenuity and quick recall of information. But for English?? Sure, we should be able to plan and articulate our ideas well and in a relatively speedy and efficient fashion, but what is the point of having such a strict time limit when it so hinders our abilities to do so?
For one thing, syntax begins to fly all over the place as you struggle to find the exact word you're looking for, and in the rush of the moment you must settle for a mundane, unsophisticated, general term which does not necessarily accurately express your writing skill.
Another is the evidently greater benefit one has if they are able to write quickly - but the HSC isn't to test the strength and stamina of your wrist, rather an individual's mental capability, so as to determine your future degree, and by extension, occupation and the rest of your life.
The problem is, I know many of my classmates who are more than capable of securing any future path they wanted - absolute geniuses such as Vianna, against which others pale in comparison in regards to intelligence. But often even they are not able to finish - thus being unable to secure the marks their essays deserve - and you must wonder at the efficiency and fairness of such an educational system, in which the whole point is to determine who is capable and who is less so.
Well, I've completely digressed from my original point.
Long story short, I hate maths.
PS you would think that after already having completed HSC trials you'd be more used to the HSC and not as scared. But then you'd be wrong.
Thursday, October 20, 2011
Just a little update
So I'm currently in the midst of the big, scary HSC. So far so good/okay. Procrastinating 4u maths until.. 3pm today. So that gives me about 3 hours.
Sick of talking to people who I really dislike/creep me out. Sarah tells me to just ignore them or tell them to fuck off, but I don't think I'm enough of a bitch to do that, especially when the person in question views me as their confidante and the 'only person they can talk to' about something.
It takes a lot for me dislike and begin to avoid someone, and one of these ways is to be completely oblivious of uncomfortable or inappropriate subject matter - even when the person you're talking to explicitly states their discomfort. The person I have in mind actually knows how inappropriate it is, but claims they can't control it. I don't understand how you can't control your fingers from typing things on a keyboard or hitting send.
On the other hand, there are people who I really love talking to, and always bring a huge smile to my face :) but then my mum would walk into my room and ask me why the hell I have such a massive grin on haha. I tell her I'm happy with life.
Sick of talking to people who I really dislike/creep me out. Sarah tells me to just ignore them or tell them to fuck off, but I don't think I'm enough of a bitch to do that, especially when the person in question views me as their confidante and the 'only person they can talk to' about something.
It takes a lot for me dislike and begin to avoid someone, and one of these ways is to be completely oblivious of uncomfortable or inappropriate subject matter - even when the person you're talking to explicitly states their discomfort. The person I have in mind actually knows how inappropriate it is, but claims they can't control it. I don't understand how you can't control your fingers from typing things on a keyboard or hitting send.
On the other hand, there are people who I really love talking to, and always bring a huge smile to my face :) but then my mum would walk into my room and ask me why the hell I have such a massive grin on haha. I tell her I'm happy with life.
Monday, August 8, 2011
Sleep is like A WAY OF LIFE
Guess who's finished trials? THAT'S RIGHT
:D :D :D :D :D
Okay now off to bed because man I am sleep deprived :(
:D :D :D :D :D
Okay now off to bed because man I am sleep deprived :(
Saturday, June 11, 2011
Being sick is the worst
It sucks :(((((
Anyway
Went to Usyd for ancient history lectures today. SHOULD HAVE WORN MORE SENSIBLE SHOES.
Why are there like 5 thai places in Newtown? And three of them are side by side on the street WHY.
Missed the first 20 minutes of the last lecture because the place Sony, Sarah and I went was freaking slow and understaffed. Only one asian man was there and he reaaally took his time.
I DON'T WHAT TO DO THE HSC TRIALS ARE COMING SOON
asdfghkl;
I think my ancient speech is going to be awesome but then again I've only written the introduction hm. Not looking forward to presenting my legal speech because it sucks and I'm going to lose my rank as 1st in legal studies, I'm sure :(
I'm rereading Gone With The Wind Again! :)
My poor throat is crying out for butter menthol.
You know what, that is probably my foremost source of nutrition these days.
I'm getting fat from the HSC it is a real tragedy :(
Last night I totally had this weird dream about hiding from people.
Idk.
Anyway
Went to Usyd for ancient history lectures today. SHOULD HAVE WORN MORE SENSIBLE SHOES.
Why are there like 5 thai places in Newtown? And three of them are side by side on the street WHY.
Missed the first 20 minutes of the last lecture because the place Sony, Sarah and I went was freaking slow and understaffed. Only one asian man was there and he reaaally took his time.
I DON'T WHAT TO DO THE HSC TRIALS ARE COMING SOON
asdfghkl;
I think my ancient speech is going to be awesome but then again I've only written the introduction hm. Not looking forward to presenting my legal speech because it sucks and I'm going to lose my rank as 1st in legal studies, I'm sure :(
I'm rereading Gone With The Wind Again! :)
My poor throat is crying out for butter menthol.
You know what, that is probably my foremost source of nutrition these days.
I'm getting fat from the HSC it is a real tragedy :(
Last night I totally had this weird dream about hiding from people.
Idk.
Friday, April 22, 2011
herrow
I have been busy but not, and happy and sad, and elated and excited, but sometimes depressed and tired. I DON'T KNOW. It's really out of character I think.
I do not think it is hsc stress, but because it is more from the holidays and I kinda want them to be over now and I don't know why. The holidays are stressing me out and it's just really.. ironic. Maybe it's because I often find myself at home, doing work, OR at home, doing nothing - the former is more preferable sometimes, but still argh.. work..
I have slept so much of today away and fainted too, probably because I hadn't eaten much. But now it's only about 11pm and I'm exhausted from sitting and working.
Maybe it's lack of food which is making me tired - because I don't have the energy gained from eating?
Oh well.
Also I have decided to sing for the Senior Challenge talent quest, but I do not know what.
I like blogging, because it helps me sort out and articulate my thoughts - honestly what I write is not actually for any particular audience but me.
People can often be extremely infuriating, especially when what they say and what they do are polar in nature.It's just so.. rude, I believe.
Nu det har været mere end et år, siden jeg fløj tilbage til Australien, men jeg stadig savner Danmark og alle af min venner, og især min sød værtsfamilie.
Jeg husk på sidste Jul (2010), at jeg tænkte på hvor ikke hyggeligt det var, i forhold til 2009's. Og jeg savnede ÆBLESKIVER!!!! Jeg skal køb en æbleskiver pan, da jeg vender tilbage.
Ah, for træt at skrive mere nu. Farvel!
-Stella
I do not think it is hsc stress, but because it is more from the holidays and I kinda want them to be over now and I don't know why. The holidays are stressing me out and it's just really.. ironic. Maybe it's because I often find myself at home, doing work, OR at home, doing nothing - the former is more preferable sometimes, but still argh.. work..
I have slept so much of today away and fainted too, probably because I hadn't eaten much. But now it's only about 11pm and I'm exhausted from sitting and working.
Maybe it's lack of food which is making me tired - because I don't have the energy gained from eating?
Oh well.
Also I have decided to sing for the Senior Challenge talent quest, but I do not know what.
I like blogging, because it helps me sort out and articulate my thoughts - honestly what I write is not actually for any particular audience but me.
People can often be extremely infuriating, especially when what they say and what they do are polar in nature.It's just so.. rude, I believe.
Nu det har været mere end et år, siden jeg fløj tilbage til Australien, men jeg stadig savner Danmark og alle af min venner, og især min sød værtsfamilie.
Jeg husk på sidste Jul (2010), at jeg tænkte på hvor ikke hyggeligt det var, i forhold til 2009's. Og jeg savnede ÆBLESKIVER!!!! Jeg skal køb en æbleskiver pan, da jeg vender tilbage.
Ah, for træt at skrive mere nu. Farvel!
-Stella
Sunday, March 13, 2011
I had the scariest fucking dream ever.
Basically I dreamed that I got a grand score of 2 for my 4u maths exam, and then lamented for my HSC. It was really bad. :(
Probably going to get results tomorrow, so I'm a little freaked out..
The school's careers counselor is really, REALLY keen on UTS for law and media/communications. Asian parents don't know much about the actual university courses but make massive assumptions purely based on reputation.
Don't know what to do about the spider which gave birth in the part of the air conditioning vent connected to my bedroom ceiling. I know this because baby spiders crawl out of it at night.
:/
At last we bought insect spray while shopping today. I was getting really tired of cleaning up bits of mashed cockroach/spider.
Mum ate this really weird thing today: she boiled a few potatoes, poured some sugar on a plate, and basically ate them together. Idk, is that normal..?
Finished all my assessments! And all my homework! I know right?! :D :D :D
Unfortunately I'll be getting an English task notification tomorrow, so that sucks. But at least it'll be my last assessment for the term :P
FUCK I JUST BANGED MY ANKLE ON THE METAL PART OF THE CHAIR.
Now I have a bruise :/ ughh.
I need to cut my hair sometime soon.
-Stella
Probably going to get results tomorrow, so I'm a little freaked out..
The school's careers counselor is really, REALLY keen on UTS for law and media/communications. Asian parents don't know much about the actual university courses but make massive assumptions purely based on reputation.
Don't know what to do about the spider which gave birth in the part of the air conditioning vent connected to my bedroom ceiling. I know this because baby spiders crawl out of it at night.
:/
At last we bought insect spray while shopping today. I was getting really tired of cleaning up bits of mashed cockroach/spider.
Mum ate this really weird thing today: she boiled a few potatoes, poured some sugar on a plate, and basically ate them together. Idk, is that normal..?
Finished all my assessments! And all my homework! I know right?! :D :D :D
Unfortunately I'll be getting an English task notification tomorrow, so that sucks. But at least it'll be my last assessment for the term :P
FUCK I JUST BANGED MY ANKLE ON THE METAL PART OF THE CHAIR.
Now I have a bruise :/ ughh.
I need to cut my hair sometime soon.
-Stella
Saturday, March 5, 2011
ANXIETY ATTACK and boring musings on how the hell I'd ever be able to get into law and Sydney Uni
Well I was playing around with an ATAR calculator to determine what kind of marks I need to get in each subject in order to get that 99.65 I so dearly wish for. I probably shouldn't have done that because now I am kind of panicking like a bitch, because yeah it's obviously pretty darn hard.. To get that ATAR I'd need upper band 6's in every subject, and although I think there may be a possibility of perhaps becoming an all-rounder (just because I feel rather secure in all my subjects...currently), a high band 6 in all of them is pretty near impossible. And there is no flexible entry for law at Sydney Uni, which sucks but I suppose is obvious since it's such a competitive course to get into..
But luckily (I suppose) I want to do a combined Law and Arts (Media and Communications) degree there, and the cutoff for the latter was 98.5 last year, which, even though it's still amazingly difficult, is a more achievable ATAR. And hopefully if I maintain a distinction average I could transfer to the combined degree.
Ahhh okay maybe I should sleep now..
Just arranging my thoughts.
It's your own fault if you read through all this and found it boring, because the title clearly says it is.
PS Silly girl has done something else very silly again which may have actually trumped all previous silly exploits.
But luckily (I suppose) I want to do a combined Law and Arts (Media and Communications) degree there, and the cutoff for the latter was 98.5 last year, which, even though it's still amazingly difficult, is a more achievable ATAR. And hopefully if I maintain a distinction average I could transfer to the combined degree.
Ahhh okay maybe I should sleep now..
Just arranging my thoughts.
It's your own fault if you read through all this and found it boring, because the title clearly says it is.
PS Silly girl has done something else very silly again which may have actually trumped all previous silly exploits.
Tuesday, February 8, 2011
Researching Inuit land rights is hopelessly boring.
So I've got about a tonne of work which I've dug halfway into. I've finished English, which isn't due for a week, but it's really a small celebration in light of the 5700 words I'm supposed to be finishing pretty soon. But like. Whatever. I mean I've already got a grand total of.. 900.
"Why aren't you working now then, Stella?"
I don't really know myself. I actually was! - until a few minutes ago where I quit the work document and started facebooking. Well I need the break anyway..
Ahh this is making me feel really guilty. I'm going back to work.
Most useless blog post ever.
"Why aren't you working now then, Stella?"
I don't really know myself. I actually was! - until a few minutes ago where I quit the work document and started facebooking. Well I need the break anyway..
Ahh this is making me feel really guilty. I'm going back to work.
Most useless blog post ever.
Tuesday, February 1, 2011
Silliness
I haven't been blogging like I told myself I would, not because I've been busy; more because I'm lazy than anything else. Plus I'm still in a bit of a holiday mode.
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Some people are amazingly silly. It's the only word to describe them. Not bitchy, whiny, stupid, two-faced, gullible or immature; just silly.
I know a girl who signifies the epitome of this. A while ago I may have taken her opinion into account and considered it, perhaps believed it. However, over time you learn enough about people to understand how their mind works and how they operate, their mannerisms, and even how they think.
After becoming really close to her, I found her to be of an obsessive nature (pretty much for every new popular culture fad or person that comes around) and constantly craving for reassurance that she belongs into a group of friends. If she hangs out with a particular group of, say, five people for one day, the people in it would almost certainly find themselves to be under some sort of identifying group name. Then there would be a push for constant reunions to commemorate that one day they had together.
Another thing I found was her constantly over-dramatic way of dealing with situations. She would react amazingly strongly against something very little and of virtually no connection to her. If there was one, god forbid, shit would hit the fan and she would be bursting to confide all details to, not one person, but pretty much anybody who asked, and more.
I don't think everyone has really felt that about her yet, because some people still take everything she says to them at face value. I remember at one point I did too, but it's just too ridiculous. Since knowing her my life has become tenfold more dramatic, but my relationship with her has very much quietened down now and I find I'm pretty much back in the swing of things as I had been in previously.
Perhaps now it can be observed exactly why I wouldn't think too much into her opinions and what she says. Not out of cattiness, but because of what I have divulged here, and evidenced from what she does. I've no reason to be biased against her. You may scoff at this, but this wasn't a post for me to bitch about her. It might be noted that the title is 'Silliness' and not 'Why I Dislike This Particular Girl'.
This girl is an example of somebody who I believe is, as I said before, the pinnacle of silliness. I'd be interested to hear your own definitions of it, and perhaps somebody (without naming names) who exemplifies those ideas.
-
Some people are amazingly silly. It's the only word to describe them. Not bitchy, whiny, stupid, two-faced, gullible or immature; just silly.
I know a girl who signifies the epitome of this. A while ago I may have taken her opinion into account and considered it, perhaps believed it. However, over time you learn enough about people to understand how their mind works and how they operate, their mannerisms, and even how they think.
After becoming really close to her, I found her to be of an obsessive nature (pretty much for every new popular culture fad or person that comes around) and constantly craving for reassurance that she belongs into a group of friends. If she hangs out with a particular group of, say, five people for one day, the people in it would almost certainly find themselves to be under some sort of identifying group name. Then there would be a push for constant reunions to commemorate that one day they had together.
Another thing I found was her constantly over-dramatic way of dealing with situations. She would react amazingly strongly against something very little and of virtually no connection to her. If there was one, god forbid, shit would hit the fan and she would be bursting to confide all details to, not one person, but pretty much anybody who asked, and more.
I don't think everyone has really felt that about her yet, because some people still take everything she says to them at face value. I remember at one point I did too, but it's just too ridiculous. Since knowing her my life has become tenfold more dramatic, but my relationship with her has very much quietened down now and I find I'm pretty much back in the swing of things as I had been in previously.
Perhaps now it can be observed exactly why I wouldn't think too much into her opinions and what she says. Not out of cattiness, but because of what I have divulged here, and evidenced from what she does. I've no reason to be biased against her. You may scoff at this, but this wasn't a post for me to bitch about her. It might be noted that the title is 'Silliness' and not 'Why I Dislike This Particular Girl'.
This girl is an example of somebody who I believe is, as I said before, the pinnacle of silliness. I'd be interested to hear your own definitions of it, and perhaps somebody (without naming names) who exemplifies those ideas.
Tuesday, January 18, 2011
I can't believe I'm getting a comic to talk for me, but..
http://www.explosm.net/comics/2295/
I remember asking somebody once whether they were a fan of a particular band. They said they used to, but then it got too mainstream.
Personally I've never really understood that. I've always viewed it as rather pretentious to think that way.
But anyway, new name, new posts, and I have completely deleted every post before now because yeah they all sounded like the ravings of a nutcase no one cared about.
A few years ago I kept another blog which was updated all the time - pretty much daily - and people really liked it/were entertained so maybe I'll start again. Of course, reading back they're all really juvenile and in general, really twelve year old-ish (but then again, surprise!, I was about 12 at the time).
I have no intention of this being an amazingly eloquent and articulate blog. If you want art, I'm sure you can Google it on the internet. I refuse to write amazingly on anything other than schoolwork, firstly because it's the holidays, and secondly because I've already done that today in an English essay, and when I think for too long my brain aches.
My internet disconnects all the time. At long last, after about 4 or 5 years, I will finally completely have switched ISPs on the 28th and this will be over. 10 days to go.
I think to commemorate this revamped (sort of) blog I will celebrate with a quiz!
ABC About You Questions
A - AVAILABLE: Yes
B - BIRTHDAY: 17th April
C - CRUSHING ON: Always somebody different
D - DRINK YOU LAST HAD: Probably iced tea
E - EASIEST PERSON TO TALK TO: Sarah or Sony
F - FAVORITE SONG: Actually no idea. I'm really getting into the Beatles right now, but I think I'm late to the party.
G - GUMMY BEARS OR GUMMY WORMS: Bears
H - HOMETOWN: Sydney
I - IN LOVE WITH: Nobody
K - KILLED (NUMBER OF PEOPLE KILLED): ...what???? None?
L - LONGEST CAR RIDE: 12 hours.
M- MILKSHAKE FLAVOR: Vanilla
N - NUMBER OF SIBLINGS: 1
O - ONE WISH: An ATAR over 99
P- PERSON YOU CALLED LAST: Sony
R - REASON TO SMILE: Idk, good grades?
S - SONG YOU LAST SANG: Whatever I last sang at karaoke last night..
T - TIME YOU WOKE UP: 6, but fell asleep again
U - UNDERWEAR COLOR: Purple
V - VEGETABLE: Potato
W - WORST HABIT: Biting my fingernails when I'm really nervous
X - X-RAYS YOU'VE HAD: 3
Z - ZODIAC SIGN: Aries, but apparently now it's Pisces because of the sign change due to something about tilt. Or something like that.
Learnt about me?
Spell your name without vowels: Stll
What color do you wear most?: Not sure
Least favorite colors?: Brown or dark blue
What are you listening to? My own typing and birds outside
What is your favorite class in school?: Legal studies or ancient history
When do you start back at school/college?: 31st
Are you outgoing?: Generally with people who aren't over 5 years older, or if I have to be
Favorite pair of shoes?: The heels I wore last night
Can you dance?: Yes
Can you tie a cherry stem with your mouth?: Nope, I've tried
Can you whistle?: No
Cross your eyes?: Yes
Walk with your toes curled? Yes but I don't know why you would
Do you believe there is life on other planets?: Of course I do. It's a billion times more likely than there not being life on other planets
Do you believe in miracles?: Not in the supernatural, higher power sense.
Do you believe in magic?: No
Love at first sight?: No
Do you know how to swim?: Yes
Do you like roller coasters?: Some
Have you ever been on a plane?: Yes
Have you ever asked someone out?: I'm actually not sure..
Have you ever been asked out by someone?: Yes
Have you ever been to the ocean?: Yes
What is the temperature outside?: Mild
What radio station do you listen to?: None in particular anymore
What was the last thing you bought?: Food at Mizuya
What was the last thing on TV you watched?: Sabrina the Teenage Witch.. it's the holidays, don't judge
Who was the last person you took a picture of?: Vianna
CRYING SECTION
Ever really cried your heart out?: Uh
Ever cried yourself to sleep?: Yes
Ever cried on your friend's shoulder?: Not really
Ever cried over the opposite sex?: Yes
Do you cry when you get an injury? Not anymore
Do songs make you cry?: Not really. A part of Lovely Ladies did but that's an exception, and only the one in the 10th Anniversary Concert
What is your current hair collie?: Collie..as in colour? It's asian coloured.
CURRENTLY WEARING?:
What shirt are you wearing?: A dress
Rings?: No
Necklaces?: No
Bracelets?: No
Favorite eye color?: Apple green
Short or long hair?: Long
Height?: Short
HAVE YOU EVER
Been to jail: No
Mooned someone: Kind of
Laughed so hard you cried: Yes
Cried in school: Yes
Wanted to be a model: No
Done something stupid you laughed at?: Of course
Been on drugs: No
Gone skinny dipping?: No
THIS OR THAT:
Pepsi or Coke: Coke
Single or Group Dates: Single, group dates are awkward
Chocolate or Vanilla: Vanilla
Strawberries or blueberries: Depends on how sweet they are
Meat or Veggies: Depends on my mood
TV or Movie: Movies
Guitar or Drums: Don't know.
Adidas or Nike: Don't care
Chinese or Mexican: Mexican, but I'd like to try more before I really make up my mind
Cheerios or Corn Flakes: Cheerios are gooood
Name one random thing about yourself:
I spend more time writing memes and then deleting them whilst in draft form than actually writing memes I end up publishing.
I remember asking somebody once whether they were a fan of a particular band. They said they used to, but then it got too mainstream.
Personally I've never really understood that. I've always viewed it as rather pretentious to think that way.
But anyway, new name, new posts, and I have completely deleted every post before now because yeah they all sounded like the ravings of a nutcase no one cared about.
A few years ago I kept another blog which was updated all the time - pretty much daily - and people really liked it/were entertained so maybe I'll start again. Of course, reading back they're all really juvenile and in general, really twelve year old-ish (but then again, surprise!, I was about 12 at the time).
I have no intention of this being an amazingly eloquent and articulate blog. If you want art, I'm sure you can Google it on the internet. I refuse to write amazingly on anything other than schoolwork, firstly because it's the holidays, and secondly because I've already done that today in an English essay, and when I think for too long my brain aches.
My internet disconnects all the time. At long last, after about 4 or 5 years, I will finally completely have switched ISPs on the 28th and this will be over. 10 days to go.
I think to commemorate this revamped (sort of) blog I will celebrate with a quiz!
ABC About You Questions
A - AVAILABLE: Yes
B - BIRTHDAY: 17th April
C - CRUSHING ON: Always somebody different
D - DRINK YOU LAST HAD: Probably iced tea
E - EASIEST PERSON TO TALK TO: Sarah or Sony
F - FAVORITE SONG: Actually no idea. I'm really getting into the Beatles right now, but I think I'm late to the party.
G - GUMMY BEARS OR GUMMY WORMS: Bears
H - HOMETOWN: Sydney
I - IN LOVE WITH: Nobody
K - KILLED (NUMBER OF PEOPLE KILLED): ...what???? None?
L - LONGEST CAR RIDE: 12 hours.
M- MILKSHAKE FLAVOR: Vanilla
N - NUMBER OF SIBLINGS: 1
O - ONE WISH: An ATAR over 99
P- PERSON YOU CALLED LAST: Sony
R - REASON TO SMILE: Idk, good grades?
S - SONG YOU LAST SANG: Whatever I last sang at karaoke last night..
T - TIME YOU WOKE UP: 6, but fell asleep again
U - UNDERWEAR COLOR: Purple
V - VEGETABLE: Potato
W - WORST HABIT: Biting my fingernails when I'm really nervous
X - X-RAYS YOU'VE HAD: 3
Z - ZODIAC SIGN: Aries, but apparently now it's Pisces because of the sign change due to something about tilt. Or something like that.
Learnt about me?
Spell your name without vowels: Stll
What color do you wear most?: Not sure
Least favorite colors?: Brown or dark blue
What are you listening to? My own typing and birds outside
What is your favorite class in school?: Legal studies or ancient history
When do you start back at school/college?: 31st
Are you outgoing?: Generally with people who aren't over 5 years older, or if I have to be
Favorite pair of shoes?: The heels I wore last night
Can you dance?: Yes
Can you tie a cherry stem with your mouth?: Nope, I've tried
Can you whistle?: No
Cross your eyes?: Yes
Walk with your toes curled? Yes but I don't know why you would
Do you believe there is life on other planets?: Of course I do. It's a billion times more likely than there not being life on other planets
Do you believe in miracles?: Not in the supernatural, higher power sense.
Do you believe in magic?: No
Love at first sight?: No
Do you know how to swim?: Yes
Do you like roller coasters?: Some
Have you ever been on a plane?: Yes
Have you ever asked someone out?: I'm actually not sure..
Have you ever been asked out by someone?: Yes
Have you ever been to the ocean?: Yes
What is the temperature outside?: Mild
What radio station do you listen to?: None in particular anymore
What was the last thing you bought?: Food at Mizuya
What was the last thing on TV you watched?: Sabrina the Teenage Witch.. it's the holidays, don't judge
Who was the last person you took a picture of?: Vianna
CRYING SECTION
Ever really cried your heart out?: Uh
Ever cried yourself to sleep?: Yes
Ever cried on your friend's shoulder?: Not really
Ever cried over the opposite sex?: Yes
Do you cry when you get an injury? Not anymore
Do songs make you cry?: Not really. A part of Lovely Ladies did but that's an exception, and only the one in the 10th Anniversary Concert
What is your current hair collie?: Collie..as in colour? It's asian coloured.
CURRENTLY WEARING?:
What shirt are you wearing?: A dress
Rings?: No
Necklaces?: No
Bracelets?: No
Favorite eye color?: Apple green
Short or long hair?: Long
Height?: Short
HAVE YOU EVER
Been to jail: No
Mooned someone: Kind of
Laughed so hard you cried: Yes
Cried in school: Yes
Wanted to be a model: No
Done something stupid you laughed at?: Of course
Been on drugs: No
Gone skinny dipping?: No
THIS OR THAT:
Pepsi or Coke: Coke
Single or Group Dates: Single, group dates are awkward
Chocolate or Vanilla: Vanilla
Strawberries or blueberries: Depends on how sweet they are
Meat or Veggies: Depends on my mood
TV or Movie: Movies
Guitar or Drums: Don't know.
Adidas or Nike: Don't care
Chinese or Mexican: Mexican, but I'd like to try more before I really make up my mind
Cheerios or Corn Flakes: Cheerios are gooood
Name one random thing about yourself:
I spend more time writing memes and then deleting them whilst in draft form than actually writing memes I end up publishing.
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