finally. we organised a party that was meant to happen last week but the birthday girl was 'too busy' to turn up to her own surprise party. luckily, her mother managed to convince her to dress up in pretty clothes and go out to eat this week! happy burfday, michelle, and even though it's 23 days late, it just means you've gotten 23 times more beautiful since then #socheesy









havent had a chance to show off my new shoes yet! a mix of brogues and t-bar together on wedges of a perfect height and colour-- and for 50% off from william's too! pictured below is what the sole used to look like when it was brand new-- i have a thing for intricate details that dont add anything to functionality.



so we made our way to holy basil, once again. i satisfied my cravings for the best and only ox tongue i have ever tasted. i hate eating organs and weird animal parts in general. but the last time we went holy basil, my friends all urged me to try a piece and since then, it's been a definite dish.



speaking of organs, this morning my mum said to me, "okay, i'll just fry you an egg for lunch. i'll boil and stirfry some orphans for your dad." and i said, "what?" and she said, "orphans. but you dont like orphans, do you?" i giggled to myself. i dont want to correct her yet but i hope she doesn't speak english to other people or else they'll burn my dad for being a cannibal.



that's the present i got michi! walked into the korean store and fell in lurrrrv. well, i wanted to get it for myself but i felt bad. so i got it for michi instead. so i'd experience the thrill of buying it, having it in my possession.. and then giving it away, boohoo. oh well, at least i got to wrap it up. animal beanies are so common now though, i realised after i bought michi's one. but this one's different because it's super long on the sides has puppet-like finger separators for you to slide your fingers in, and at the tips are leather claws! hope you like it, michi :3

a week ago, i fell asleep on the lounge and woke up with this mark on my hand:



moustachio! cool, eh? creases from the cushions hehe :}p

Labels: birthday, outfit

goodmorning!
good morning :3
why so happy :)
because i've you

now that english is over, we party! lol jk we asian. hope you guys all did well or managed to memorise the thesaurusised chunks that were your essays (and to the ag people-- hope all that chicken stuff was good too! not the taste, of course). i say that because a lot of you allowed me to read over your practise ones and after i exclaimed how damn screwed i was because your vocabularies are as wide as my ginormous nostrils, you told me, "hahaha i just found the word in that book that's like a dictionary but not." i hope our results are all extraordinary so all the english teachers will stop trying to make us move out of advanced into standard! they're just jealous because we're all gonna get 99.95 and do medicine and marry hot korean people.

src will be having a stall, i need you guys to drop a comment on my formspring and tell me what kind of candy or lollies you guys like. sour straps, clouds, long bendy lollipops, whatever, tell us tell us so we can make them available! thanks :)

bio excursion was relaxing! not only the scenery, but the activities that we had to complete didn't require that much of my brain to wake up. the only scary thing for me was when someone threw food for the seagulls and they surrounded us and started advancing forward. i've had bad experiences with seagulls. when i was around 6, my parents took me to a park and was like, "oh! pretty birdies! wendy, go stand in the middle of them so we can take a photo." alright, i was scared out of my pants, but i listened to them, after all, i ate bloody weet bix for breakfast. instead of the birds moving away from me, they moved closer. so in that photo, you can see my crooked smile and my countenance somewhat expressing fear rather than happy-family-on-a-picnic. i'll upload the photo if one of you remind me.

anyway. that wasn't even the point. innocently eating my spring rolls at lunchtime and the scenery suddenly evoked something out of mitchell. he proclaimed that he wanted to act like eugene and be all hipster and take photos with triangles so we can get famous on tumblr and go far. yeah, with my face and my body, i think the only place we'll go is home. had fun nonetheless and laughed so hard. bitchell took all of these :)






new mock trial case! have to go to school early and sacrifice my 3 unit math class on thursday mornings with mr holmes. boohoo. as if i'm not behind all this logarithm absolute value cubic sketching already. school math can be such a waste of time. speaking of a waste of time, that fire drill was hardcore. right in the middle of our src executive meeting. lucky i brought my uke today, we just basically had a camp fire in the forest where we had to assemble, sang and rapped our hearts out.

i hope everybody have a great next few days! i'll leave you with this song here! when this song was released in japanese i fell in love. now, it's in korean and my life is complete. have a listen.. fine, ill warn you, it's korean and what not so if you're into that kinda thing and haven't heard this song, definitely check it out! if you're not, well, then, listen anyway. just so you understand when i constantly recite, 'somebody to love somebody to love' at school. cheerio lovelies :)

Labels: mock trial, school event

i was very annoying today. annoying. a clump of annoyingness. a block of irritability. like a block of wood. brown, ugly and with the potential to give you splinters. to all those that listened to my problems: i am deeply sorry and i am thankful that you had the decency to sit there and listen to me whilst i yakked off. i am aware that the speed of which words leave my mouth make it that much harder to withstand, so please know that i do appreciate it. i've put too many people through what's on my mind today. but i just feel like i need to make this clear.

this issue of blazers. nobody likes it. not the blazers, i meant the fact that it's compulsory. students should be given an option. most of us already have the school jumper and purchasing a $200 blazer just to wear to and from school would be most impractical. those close to me would know that, yes, i own a blazer and i absolutely adore it. i know the majority of you have asked me, "why? why do you like wearing a piece of carpet around?" and my own personal beliefs towards the blazer has led a lot of you to believe that i am pushing for the blazer to be a compulsory part of uniform.

this is not the case.

i like it. but im not going to go along with the rule that it has to be compulsory and make all of you wear one. as src, i know i am meant to represent the people that put me in that position. furthermore since i am part of the executive src members, i know i'm meant to be putting forward the thoughts of the student body as a whole. during src meetings and src executive meetings, we have talked about the issue of blazers over and over and over and over. it's not just a simple matter of talking to uniform monitor, ms keagan or to our principal, ms wratten. there's the p&c and in particular, the group that they are in charge in, the uniform committee. whatever the p&c says, pretty much goes as they support and fund the school in so many ways and represent parents and their views. the src are trying as hard as we can. we have invited some of the authorities said above to our meetings that we have every fortnight to view some specially prepared presentations. we are also lodging an application and writing letters.

i'm pretty sure everybody saw the petitions that were passed around today during roll call and first period. i can put aside the grammatical errors and the use of "lol". but i received so many questions about why the src aren't doing anything. that this is the sort of action they needed. that "blazers are gay". carpet came up a couple of times when i said i didnt want to sign it. what really killed me most was when a class mate pretty much told me to shut up and then said, "you know it, wendy. the src are pointless, anyway. you're useless."

i'm not seeking pity or hugs or hello panda biscuits. but comments like that affect me. where did that even stem from? thinking about it after school made me so damn upset. being that upset made me feel like a little wussy little little.. just little .. ugly wittle lussy girl. eric tapped the src badge on my collar. i tapped my canary brooch on my other collar before he gave me a glorious speech on how i shouldnt let things like that affect me.

if the petition gets handed in, it'll compromise what the src are doing in our meeting with the principal. last year, a petition got handed in and rejected because it was considered rubbish. i dont want teachers viewing us as immature and naive. we want blazers to be optional, and we have legitimate reasons. im not saying you guys cant have a say or a voice in how your school dictates your uniform and that the src holds all the power in this. we're here to get what you want. you know the crazy, huge, overflowing amount of school pride that i have. to the organiser of the petition, i'd rather us work together, figure out how we'll get this done. for the petition, we'll figure out how to get each signature witnessed by an organiser, get the details of what the petition is for on each page so that if we hand it in, it will be valid this time. also, we have ms fox-coleman, mr butler and we have already been pushing this issue since last year. i'm saying this, again, i dont want the principal, deputies or teachers thinking this is all a joke to us. that we lol at the thought of compulsory blazers. i wanted to put the whole petition idea away. but after luke and lawrence, who i found out was organising this, reasoned with me, i realised that i nearly forgot that i was meant to be listening to his ideas, your ideas, and putting them into action. and a lot of you do think the petition is a good idea judging by the signatures. i havent had time to talk to the rest of the src, but by the look of it, we will hand in this petition at our presentation-- however, i believe it should be retyped with a somewhat more formal tone. we want a difference; we should make it together.

like fall out boy said, we as the src, dont want last year's wishes to be this year's apologies. we're still in the process of making blazers optional and we just hope you guys can bear with us. if we dont get the result you want, please understand that we did try hard. guys, we don't want to let you down.

arrrrrr me hearties! thank you for all the amazing feedback from my last post :) i've been swamped with homework this and assignments that and as most of you are from year 11, i'm sure you feel my pain!

it's such a big transition from year 10 to the senior school. you know how there's always people that tell you, "bludge year 7-11, then start studying in year 12, none of it counts"? well i've never went by that. every year i'd put in my best. and even if it didnt count for anything, i dont ever think i would've been able to live with myself knowing i actually flunked science because i didnt study, not because i'm just dumb when it comes to science. (44% in year 9 half yearlies, yo. then 88% in yearlies and mr geerling and peck were so so so damn impressed with me and gave me the best report ever, yeeeeeee-ha!) so all you junior kids, study hard! it'll also be good practise and a good way to find out which studying techniques work best for you :) and dont hang around my sister. she said, "when i grow up i want to be a dancer." she's a bad influence.

if my arms would allow it, i'd grab all of you and hug you till your eyeballs start popping out. those of you who saw me looking horrible last friday! you all treated me with such care and kindness. so many tissues and hugs were given and each and every one made me feel that tiny bit better. even the hugs with boob grazing. margaret started crying when she saw me and then we both just hugged each other and i got her dress collar all wet. and mariel ran up to me and gave me a hug and simon chau tapped me on the shoulder in the canteen line and asked me if i wanted to talk about things. so many of you gave me a shoulder to weep on, stood infront of me so others wouldn't be able to see my grotesque face and nurtured me like my feelings were egg yolk and i was the egg shell. sending all my love love love from the bottom of my heart, thanks guys! ♥

saturday was a hectic day. 8:20-10AM was math with thầy trường then had to rush to the train station and catch train up to hurlstone for market day performance, scheduled to be at 10:40 but got pushed to 11 :( so we just basically waited around and practised. microphones broke, the amp started screeching and nobody listened. but the stalls looked rather cute, i just didnt have time to check any of them out because had to rush back to glenfield, hop on train to fairfield and drive to canley for english tutor from 11:30-1! was late, got there at 12. then 3-4 was piano. my saturdays are usually busy but this one was such a blur!

today, however, was a fantabulous day.

first of all, happy birthday danica! i leeched off your feeling of fuzziness and felt rather contented by all the post it notes around the school declaring the anniversary of your birth. so thank you for that.

secondly, mr dillon's last day today! our class prepared a present for him but not everyone had signed the card yet and we had math with him in 2nd period! thus, the lesson become 'mission impossible' [cue music]. passing the huge gigantic novelty card under desks and between legs, accompanied by shouting whispers. the funniest stage in mission was no doubt trying to get julia to sign the card. she sits on the front left corner of the room which is pretty close to mr dillon as he is writing and explaining stuff on the whiteboard. as he turned his back to rationalise some more surds, julia caught my attention with her waving arms and this is what i gathered from reading her lips: "wendy! wendy! ask him a question, distract him so i can sign the card". i immediately tapped margaret and asked what to do. margaret's hand instantly shot up and asked sir to come help her with a question she apparently can't do... she pointed to a question she had already done, solved and solved correctly. "oops. i meant... uh. this one here!" margaret said as she pointed to another question. all the while, julia was signing the card and i was trying not to laugh too loudly. sir kept directing looks towards me, most of which seemed to say, "shut the hell up". as much as i could infer anyway. margaret couldn't distract him for too long before he returned back to the board so we had to somehow overcome this obstacle that is present in our path to glory. and success!!!!!!!!!! so i chucked a note to genevieve asking her to ask a question considering she was on the right back corner of the room. this was successful. julia signed the card. mission accomplished! then there was the matter of transporting the card to margaret and i.. but that's a story for my deathbed.

thirdly, mock trial! woooot. it was our first round today and first time for me to actually watch a mock trial. and let me tell you, it was so much fun! 10 people in the team, 6 positions per round so 4 reserves. i was reserve solicitor for this round and not participating but being able to watch and make judgements on others was fun. i kid. reserve solicitor meant i actually got to go through notes and stuff with the team. jordan kerr was reserve magistrate's clerk. basically, the magistrate's bitch's bitch hehe. the atmosphere was so intense and serious. having to stand up and bow to the magistrate, referring to him as 'your honour' if you had something to say. certainly a big step up from debating! (didnt mean that us, as reserves, kept quiet. we screamed objection to each other more than the barristers did.) just wish more of you could have been there with me. i'm the only person who catches the south line train home. probably cos i'm asian. waaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah. and i sat behind this guy that smelt like perspiration mixed with mắm ruốc. and i was reading dracula which just made everything more eerie. mr lynch gave me some mocha hot cross buns though hehehehe.

thank you to all faithful wendzilla readers. i promise to manage my time properly next week. it's k, i have a plan. it's nearly the weekends, so i'll talk to you guys soon! keep it real, homies. actually, let's all aspire to be like grace and be good asian girls. study. without the computer on. oh oh oh!

Labels: mock trial

finally. we organised a party that was meant to happen last week but the birthday girl was 'too busy' to turn up to her own surprise party. luckily, her mother managed to convince her to dress up in pretty clothes and go out to eat this week! happy burfday, michelle, and even though it's 23 days late, it just means you've gotten 23 times more beautiful since then #socheesy









havent had a chance to show off my new shoes yet! a mix of brogues and t-bar together on wedges of a perfect height and colour-- and for 50% off from william's too! pictured below is what the sole used to look like when it was brand new-- i have a thing for intricate details that dont add anything to functionality.



so we made our way to holy basil, once again. i satisfied my cravings for the best and only ox tongue i have ever tasted. i hate eating organs and weird animal parts in general. but the last time we went holy basil, my friends all urged me to try a piece and since then, it's been a definite dish.



speaking of organs, this morning my mum said to me, "okay, i'll just fry you an egg for lunch. i'll boil and stirfry some orphans for your dad." and i said, "what?" and she said, "orphans. but you dont like orphans, do you?" i giggled to myself. i dont want to correct her yet but i hope she doesn't speak english to other people or else they'll burn my dad for being a cannibal.



that's the present i got michi! walked into the korean store and fell in lurrrrv. well, i wanted to get it for myself but i felt bad. so i got it for michi instead. so i'd experience the thrill of buying it, having it in my possession.. and then giving it away, boohoo. oh well, at least i got to wrap it up. animal beanies are so common now though, i realised after i bought michi's one. but this one's different because it's super long on the sides has puppet-like finger separators for you to slide your fingers in, and at the tips are leather claws! hope you like it, michi :3

a week ago, i fell asleep on the lounge and woke up with this mark on my hand:



moustachio! cool, eh? creases from the cushions hehe :}p

Labels: birthday, outfit

goodmorning!
good morning :3
why so happy :)
because i've you

now that english is over, we party! lol jk we asian. hope you guys all did well or managed to memorise the thesaurusised chunks that were your essays (and to the ag people-- hope all that chicken stuff was good too! not the taste, of course). i say that because a lot of you allowed me to read over your practise ones and after i exclaimed how damn screwed i was because your vocabularies are as wide as my ginormous nostrils, you told me, "hahaha i just found the word in that book that's like a dictionary but not." i hope our results are all extraordinary so all the english teachers will stop trying to make us move out of advanced into standard! they're just jealous because we're all gonna get 99.95 and do medicine and marry hot korean people.

src will be having a stall, i need you guys to drop a comment on my formspring and tell me what kind of candy or lollies you guys like. sour straps, clouds, long bendy lollipops, whatever, tell us tell us so we can make them available! thanks :)

bio excursion was relaxing! not only the scenery, but the activities that we had to complete didn't require that much of my brain to wake up. the only scary thing for me was when someone threw food for the seagulls and they surrounded us and started advancing forward. i've had bad experiences with seagulls. when i was around 6, my parents took me to a park and was like, "oh! pretty birdies! wendy, go stand in the middle of them so we can take a photo." alright, i was scared out of my pants, but i listened to them, after all, i ate bloody weet bix for breakfast. instead of the birds moving away from me, they moved closer. so in that photo, you can see my crooked smile and my countenance somewhat expressing fear rather than happy-family-on-a-picnic. i'll upload the photo if one of you remind me.

anyway. that wasn't even the point. innocently eating my spring rolls at lunchtime and the scenery suddenly evoked something out of mitchell. he proclaimed that he wanted to act like eugene and be all hipster and take photos with triangles so we can get famous on tumblr and go far. yeah, with my face and my body, i think the only place we'll go is home. had fun nonetheless and laughed so hard. bitchell took all of these :)






new mock trial case! have to go to school early and sacrifice my 3 unit math class on thursday mornings with mr holmes. boohoo. as if i'm not behind all this logarithm absolute value cubic sketching already. school math can be such a waste of time. speaking of a waste of time, that fire drill was hardcore. right in the middle of our src executive meeting. lucky i brought my uke today, we just basically had a camp fire in the forest where we had to assemble, sang and rapped our hearts out.

i hope everybody have a great next few days! i'll leave you with this song here! when this song was released in japanese i fell in love. now, it's in korean and my life is complete. have a listen.. fine, ill warn you, it's korean and what not so if you're into that kinda thing and haven't heard this song, definitely check it out! if you're not, well, then, listen anyway. just so you understand when i constantly recite, 'somebody to love somebody to love' at school. cheerio lovelies :)

Labels: mock trial, school event

i was very annoying today. annoying. a clump of annoyingness. a block of irritability. like a block of wood. brown, ugly and with the potential to give you splinters. to all those that listened to my problems: i am deeply sorry and i am thankful that you had the decency to sit there and listen to me whilst i yakked off. i am aware that the speed of which words leave my mouth make it that much harder to withstand, so please know that i do appreciate it. i've put too many people through what's on my mind today. but i just feel like i need to make this clear.

this issue of blazers. nobody likes it. not the blazers, i meant the fact that it's compulsory. students should be given an option. most of us already have the school jumper and purchasing a $200 blazer just to wear to and from school would be most impractical. those close to me would know that, yes, i own a blazer and i absolutely adore it. i know the majority of you have asked me, "why? why do you like wearing a piece of carpet around?" and my own personal beliefs towards the blazer has led a lot of you to believe that i am pushing for the blazer to be a compulsory part of uniform.

this is not the case.

i like it. but im not going to go along with the rule that it has to be compulsory and make all of you wear one. as src, i know i am meant to represent the people that put me in that position. furthermore since i am part of the executive src members, i know i'm meant to be putting forward the thoughts of the student body as a whole. during src meetings and src executive meetings, we have talked about the issue of blazers over and over and over and over. it's not just a simple matter of talking to uniform monitor, ms keagan or to our principal, ms wratten. there's the p&c and in particular, the group that they are in charge in, the uniform committee. whatever the p&c says, pretty much goes as they support and fund the school in so many ways and represent parents and their views. the src are trying as hard as we can. we have invited some of the authorities said above to our meetings that we have every fortnight to view some specially prepared presentations. we are also lodging an application and writing letters.

i'm pretty sure everybody saw the petitions that were passed around today during roll call and first period. i can put aside the grammatical errors and the use of "lol". but i received so many questions about why the src aren't doing anything. that this is the sort of action they needed. that "blazers are gay". carpet came up a couple of times when i said i didnt want to sign it. what really killed me most was when a class mate pretty much told me to shut up and then said, "you know it, wendy. the src are pointless, anyway. you're useless."

i'm not seeking pity or hugs or hello panda biscuits. but comments like that affect me. where did that even stem from? thinking about it after school made me so damn upset. being that upset made me feel like a little wussy little little.. just little .. ugly wittle lussy girl. eric tapped the src badge on my collar. i tapped my canary brooch on my other collar before he gave me a glorious speech on how i shouldnt let things like that affect me.

if the petition gets handed in, it'll compromise what the src are doing in our meeting with the principal. last year, a petition got handed in and rejected because it was considered rubbish. i dont want teachers viewing us as immature and naive. we want blazers to be optional, and we have legitimate reasons. im not saying you guys cant have a say or a voice in how your school dictates your uniform and that the src holds all the power in this. we're here to get what you want. you know the crazy, huge, overflowing amount of school pride that i have. to the organiser of the petition, i'd rather us work together, figure out how we'll get this done. for the petition, we'll figure out how to get each signature witnessed by an organiser, get the details of what the petition is for on each page so that if we hand it in, it will be valid this time. also, we have ms fox-coleman, mr butler and we have already been pushing this issue since last year. i'm saying this, again, i dont want the principal, deputies or teachers thinking this is all a joke to us. that we lol at the thought of compulsory blazers. i wanted to put the whole petition idea away. but after luke and lawrence, who i found out was organising this, reasoned with me, i realised that i nearly forgot that i was meant to be listening to his ideas, your ideas, and putting them into action. and a lot of you do think the petition is a good idea judging by the signatures. i havent had time to talk to the rest of the src, but by the look of it, we will hand in this petition at our presentation-- however, i believe it should be retyped with a somewhat more formal tone. we want a difference; we should make it together.

like fall out boy said, we as the src, dont want last year's wishes to be this year's apologies. we're still in the process of making blazers optional and we just hope you guys can bear with us. if we dont get the result you want, please understand that we did try hard. guys, we don't want to let you down.

arrrrrr me hearties! thank you for all the amazing feedback from my last post :) i've been swamped with homework this and assignments that and as most of you are from year 11, i'm sure you feel my pain!

it's such a big transition from year 10 to the senior school. you know how there's always people that tell you, "bludge year 7-11, then start studying in year 12, none of it counts"? well i've never went by that. every year i'd put in my best. and even if it didnt count for anything, i dont ever think i would've been able to live with myself knowing i actually flunked science because i didnt study, not because i'm just dumb when it comes to science. (44% in year 9 half yearlies, yo. then 88% in yearlies and mr geerling and peck were so so so damn impressed with me and gave me the best report ever, yeeeeeee-ha!) so all you junior kids, study hard! it'll also be good practise and a good way to find out which studying techniques work best for you :) and dont hang around my sister. she said, "when i grow up i want to be a dancer." she's a bad influence.

if my arms would allow it, i'd grab all of you and hug you till your eyeballs start popping out. those of you who saw me looking horrible last friday! you all treated me with such care and kindness. so many tissues and hugs were given and each and every one made me feel that tiny bit better. even the hugs with boob grazing. margaret started crying when she saw me and then we both just hugged each other and i got her dress collar all wet. and mariel ran up to me and gave me a hug and simon chau tapped me on the shoulder in the canteen line and asked me if i wanted to talk about things. so many of you gave me a shoulder to weep on, stood infront of me so others wouldn't be able to see my grotesque face and nurtured me like my feelings were egg yolk and i was the egg shell. sending all my love love love from the bottom of my heart, thanks guys! ♥

saturday was a hectic day. 8:20-10AM was math with thầy trường then had to rush to the train station and catch train up to hurlstone for market day performance, scheduled to be at 10:40 but got pushed to 11 :( so we just basically waited around and practised. microphones broke, the amp started screeching and nobody listened. but the stalls looked rather cute, i just didnt have time to check any of them out because had to rush back to glenfield, hop on train to fairfield and drive to canley for english tutor from 11:30-1! was late, got there at 12. then 3-4 was piano. my saturdays are usually busy but this one was such a blur!

today, however, was a fantabulous day.

first of all, happy birthday danica! i leeched off your feeling of fuzziness and felt rather contented by all the post it notes around the school declaring the anniversary of your birth. so thank you for that.

secondly, mr dillon's last day today! our class prepared a present for him but not everyone had signed the card yet and we had math with him in 2nd period! thus, the lesson become 'mission impossible' [cue music]. passing the huge gigantic novelty card under desks and between legs, accompanied by shouting whispers. the funniest stage in mission was no doubt trying to get julia to sign the card. she sits on the front left corner of the room which is pretty close to mr dillon as he is writing and explaining stuff on the whiteboard. as he turned his back to rationalise some more surds, julia caught my attention with her waving arms and this is what i gathered from reading her lips: "wendy! wendy! ask him a question, distract him so i can sign the card". i immediately tapped margaret and asked what to do. margaret's hand instantly shot up and asked sir to come help her with a question she apparently can't do... she pointed to a question she had already done, solved and solved correctly. "oops. i meant... uh. this one here!" margaret said as she pointed to another question. all the while, julia was signing the card and i was trying not to laugh too loudly. sir kept directing looks towards me, most of which seemed to say, "shut the hell up". as much as i could infer anyway. margaret couldn't distract him for too long before he returned back to the board so we had to somehow overcome this obstacle that is present in our path to glory. and success!!!!!!!!!! so i chucked a note to genevieve asking her to ask a question considering she was on the right back corner of the room. this was successful. julia signed the card. mission accomplished! then there was the matter of transporting the card to margaret and i.. but that's a story for my deathbed.

thirdly, mock trial! woooot. it was our first round today and first time for me to actually watch a mock trial. and let me tell you, it was so much fun! 10 people in the team, 6 positions per round so 4 reserves. i was reserve solicitor for this round and not participating but being able to watch and make judgements on others was fun. i kid. reserve solicitor meant i actually got to go through notes and stuff with the team. jordan kerr was reserve magistrate's clerk. basically, the magistrate's bitch's bitch hehe. the atmosphere was so intense and serious. having to stand up and bow to the magistrate, referring to him as 'your honour' if you had something to say. certainly a big step up from debating! (didnt mean that us, as reserves, kept quiet. we screamed objection to each other more than the barristers did.) just wish more of you could have been there with me. i'm the only person who catches the south line train home. probably cos i'm asian. waaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah. and i sat behind this guy that smelt like perspiration mixed with mắm ruốc. and i was reading dracula which just made everything more eerie. mr lynch gave me some mocha hot cross buns though hehehehe.

thank you to all faithful wendzilla readers. i promise to manage my time properly next week. it's k, i have a plan. it's nearly the weekends, so i'll talk to you guys soon! keep it real, homies. actually, let's all aspire to be like grace and be good asian girls. study. without the computer on. oh oh oh!

Labels: mock trial