Thursday, October 29, 2009

Quick Updates

1. 7 days!
2. 'I just haven't met you yet' is stuck in my head, quite permanently.
3. Economics is still going right over my head.
4. I officially hate maths now. But if you know any little kids who want a tutor, I'm in! :D
5. I painted my toenails red today. AND its the first time I've ever painted my toenails. Its not as helpful as those chick flicks make it out to be.
6. I would like to watch An Education after HSC.

Friday, October 16, 2009

not my words

HSC: One of the most gruelling of any type of exam, by any standard. Taken in Australia, in the final year of schooling, the HSC determines your UAI, or University Admission Index, and subsequntly, your life.
The English exam(s) alone require the candidate to memorise 16 texts to quote from.

These exams have caused countless teenage suicides, and mass depression in adolescents, which causes excessive drinking and debauchery, and consequently, suspension, lowering the opportunity to learn and succed with this increddibly painful ordeal.

source: http://www.urbandictionary.com/define.php?term=hsc

Sunday, October 11, 2009

Disoriented

9 days till HSC starts.

22 days till HSC ends.

I think I forgot how to string more than a few lines together.

Current thoughts: I'm glad I kept writing through the crucial moments in my life. No matter how many people dislike these, I hope I would never delete posts. It reminds me of who I am.

Keep trying and keep praying!

Tuesday, October 06, 2009

Temporary death, waiting for you to save me, 5/11!



I have a runny nose, slight fever (in my opinion, not in anyone else's, unfortunately), knotty hair, bones that feel like they have both arthritis and osteoporosis, yellow eyes, an occasional cough, frequent sneezing, sweating and nausea. I also have less than 14 days till HSC.

From my list of things to do, I still haven't finished the analysis of At Mornington. Harwood feels like hard wood (a stole term from Aniqa)soaked in petrol. She's inviting me to set fire on everything that includes her name. Poetry is a wonderful expression of art, or would have been, if only we didn't have to analyse them so much for the Horrible Savage Creation.

This post is reminding me of Frankenstein. Another body part of the Horrible Savage Creation that I want to burn.

But thankfully, I can see the light at the end. Its less than a month away, waiting to sweep me off my feet and allow me to start to make history!