english advanced: half way through my story
english extension: got constructive feedback on my story but an ultra condensed version would read, "it's crap"
mathematics extension: still neglected
chemistry: somewhat ready, but with the billion of chemistry geniuses at hurlstone, i dont think i have a chance
legal studies: so. much. info.
biology: i like. but the pracs are a mouthful to memorise.
music: need to consolidate my practical pieces

hurrah, hurrah. two weeks well spent but i think i speak for all of us when i say we need more time! i should be spending time right now reading my notes and finishing off my english story. and you shouldn't be reading this but rather studying and sketching those bitchy hyperbolas. but the next two weeks are going to be fully tabouli full on so we owe this to ourselves (read as procrastination) and to say a last goodbye to everybody who is currently sitting on rank 1 for math, chem, physics, business studies, legal studies, music, pe. and i cant remember the rest of the subjects who have not had an assessment task yet.

my love and admiration for english has decreased dramatically and i feel lost and alone, like i'm suspended in space and all i have is my oxygen tank for comfort. damn. it hurts more now that i put my thoughts down. so thankyou to everybody who provided me company at the library (in particular eric, simon, nikkida and mitchell), who gave me study tips, who gave me exam tips, who taught me how to draw mindmaps as i continually pushed english to the side to prepare for all my other subjects. maybe it's just this stupid area of study that is, well, stupid. furthermore, my feet are cold!

i sincerely wish each and every year 11 the best of luck in the half yearlies! jees, wendy, it's just exams, take a chill pill slap! don't say that. study hard, revise like a boss and do well in your exams! remember, freedom awaits! but so do your exam results. if you feel too stressed out, just watch the video below and get back to work. okay? okay! see you all on the other side! love love love to you all, wendzilla readers!

Labels: exams

good friday means i have church tonight where i'll have to perform, eep! please stop asking me if i'm christian or catholic. catholicism is a branch of christianity and if i have to repeat that one more time only to get a response of, "whoa, what the hecks, brah" i'm going to pull someone's toenails off. moral of the story is that i'm protestant.

this morning, i got up, out of bed and the back of my left leg felt cold. i sat on my computer chair, and my left leg felt very cold. i thought i had frostbite on one leg, or my sister spilt water on me by accident (because she has this thing where she only drinks water before she sleeps and after she wakes up). my hands got cold and i decided to sit on my hands to warm them up, before realising that i was molesting myself. the left leg of my pj pants have a massive rip on them and i do not know how what who why. my favourite pj pants since 2008 :(

i am a truong student. ever since 2005. and tomorrow will be the most important exam i'm ever going to take at the centre: differentiation. it's more than just chain rules and sketching-- it will decide whether i get into his 4 unit class or not! i've never been big on the idea of 4 unit math.. people at whitlam library will recall a deranged girl exclaiming her hate for math and desire to drop down to "2 unit math already" but if there's an opportunity, i'm going to grab it. with shaking hands and teary eyes. honestly, whenever i think about the exam, my brain starts spinning inside my head and my dear little brain cells bang on the inside of my skull screaming, "let us out! let us ouuuuut!"

results of going to the library this week has meant more progress! finished chemistry, legal studies, biology and english extension. it's strange because i've barely touched english advanced and it is my first exam.. and i'm already preparing for music prac which is my last exam. i love english. but i've shun creative writing. you won't come round and break my heart like you did last time, creative writing. and i dont even want to look at math. worry 'bout that later. on another note, the ringtone of somebody's phone went off in the library and instantly recognising that it was big bang, mitchell and i started dancing to the 4 seconds that we heard.

mitchell and eric took it into their hands yesterday to try and get me to clean my ears, telling me that it might cure my on-going tinnitus problem. hearing the ringing in my ears every night stresses the crap out of me and has made it hard for me to be alone because all i hear is the ringing and i hate it! eric, from personal experience, says that cleaning his ears made his ringing vanish and mitchell called me unhygienic. this is australia, mitch, we don't shove sticks in our ears, asian style. it was hilarious watching them talk to me about earwax and i took it as a comedy show rather than any kind of serious friend-to-friend help. kidding, you guys made me feel cared about (a)

ordered yesterday off urban outfitters with vivian, genevieve, jenny, danica and lisa! my second order of uo, but the first time was presents for eric. this time round, i got something for me! it's strange though. i find it so much easier to spend money on other people and not on myself. i'm not saying i'm a selfless, helpful, charitable person but i'm saying that when it comes to buying other people presents, i'll regard $20 as an absolutely fine amount but $20 on myself would be something like cry cry cry cry cry all day everyday. situation yesterday was the image of the shirt i wanted lingering on my mind for the whole time i was at the library then 3 hours at home, whilst studying for biology, whether i should get it. or not. or get it. or not. in the end, i did get it, and no regrets yet. so that's a good sign! hehe. that's like how yesterday eric wouldnt even buy himself a $1.20 coconut drink but would happily fork out $8.95 to surprise me with an issue of frankie *hug* (of course, i bought the drink for him, jees, don't raise those eyebrows at me!) couldn't fork out $48 to get a lomography fisheye camera though. but the hassle of developing film and buying film (should have really switched the order of those two) would make my camera redundant because i'll end up "saving" the film and never using it. on anything. like my polaroid. originally, i was gifted with 3 boxes of film. it's been two years and two boxes still remain.

i'll leave you with something quite amusing: tackiest royal wedding souvenirs. hope everybody enjoys the last few days of their holidays and make sure you give me a pat on the shoulder if i make it out alive after tomorrow's differentiation exam! good luck to all truong kids!

Labels: exams, fail, holidays, truong

yesterday was lisa's ultra surprise 16th! heh. invited to her own surprise party event on facebook, assisting in the planning of her party and having me call her an hour before it started asking if it was still on. sorry lisa. hope you had a great time nonetheless chillin' with us + christie who is forever alone and will never be part of anything, including inclusive pronouns.




then i went back to liza's house and we had a huge catch up session. even though i've known lizard for 11 years, our friendship has only really consolidated in the past 4. i walked in and was instantly amazed at how cosy her room was! (or messy, as her mum put it). i loved it. i continually laughed at everything i would stumble across, from year 6 photos to the 'happy birthday' gift bag that i gave her for her 12th birthday which i dated "august 2006" on the tag. at one point, i started screaming, 'cockroach! cockroach!' to which liza would start looking for it, following the direction of my finger. only for me to realise later that it was one of those dark spots on her floorboards. oops.

liza says the darndest things:

- christie told me about how they were at the library and lisa checks her phone and says "it's 1:30." and liza, staring off into the distance replies with a, "wow! it is!"
- i was at liza's house and exploring her windowsills which basically is her bedside table and i hold up a 200g of petroleum jelly tub and i ask her, "why do you need so much?" and she goes, "for mah lips."
- philosophical liza on relationships: "it was like, a triangle of wrongness."

prior to all this time with my amazing group of friends, i went to liverpool with none other than eric (nikkida, simon; you guys ditched us)! so many good sales going on at livo, especially on the bottom level with all the random shops that sell dresses for $10. my inner asian tingles. i'm so lucky that eric is so patient. had lunch at nando's, where we exchanged gifts and eric got me where the wild things are on dvd! finally, i can watch it hehehehehehehe. i felt excitement run through me when i ripped apart the wrapping. walked around a bit more, before making our way back to livo station but seeing as it was only 2, we sat down at bigge park and dun dun! mario kart! out with the ds lite and the original ds and we were ready to verse vs. i've been training hard ever since that day at the library where i came 7th in every race as eric claimed his victory and glory at 1st place every single time. i defriended him. but 7th place no more. totally made eric cry as i beat him in every race.* so now we're best fwens again. talked the rest of the day away. thanks eric for an absolutely lovely day.

had lunch with mum at holy basil today and still so full and unmotivated to study. frankie 41 comes out tomorrow, yes. this morning i took out a pink shirt with a babushka doll on it and wanted to pair it with my purple floral skirt. what's wrong with me? i never team up print with print. and then i wanted to put on my polka dot stockings. it's as if one of the screws on my brain is loosening up. so i just wore jeans and a different shirt instead rofl. play it safe, yo. okay, going to go study now, hope everybody has a good week, see you all soon, pocky sticks! a big hug for reading my blog :3






*not really

Labels: birthday, holidays

hello, my sweets! how's the holidays treatin' you?

it seems impossible for me to sleep in anymore. today i chose to stay home with hope of waking up around 10 to the nice warm sunshine and nice weather outside but no, my eyes smacked opened at 8:47. actually, thinking about it now, i feel much healthier. unlike last holidays, sleeping in till 3pm oops. okay. fine. thank you, morning classes.

what i found out today: facebook chat has emoticons for :3 and <3

the past two days at the library have been productive! not as much as i'd hope but what else is new? it's the holidays, im just glad i'm on track and completing notes, not leaving it till the last week or even day before the exam to cram! so far, i've finished legal studies notes, half way through chemistry, half way through biology and quarter way through music, hehe. i start subjects then stop at the difficult syllabus dot points or dot points that require more parts of my brain to activate, so i switch subjects. i finally told myself that i'd have to do them sooner or later or i wont let myself eat strawberry pocky sticks no more. it worked.

everytime my dad buys me macca's the same story pops back into my head.

when i was young, i was very weak. probably a shocker to many of you, considering i hardly get sick now and everytime michelle punches me playfully, and i punch her back, she kinda falls over. anyway. i was around 4 years old at the time, and i had a high fever for days and couldnt walk or move around or anything due to extreme dizziness. i vomited a lot and the only thing being filtered by my kidneys was congee. the medicine the gp gave wasnt working, so my mum decided to take me to the hospital, given that i'd been admitted to hospital a few times before. my dad came home the next evening and my mum defiantly told him to drive her and me to the hospital. my dad refused and said that it was illogical of her and that it was just a minor illness that didnt require such drastic measures. my mum buckled me into the car anyway, and my dad gave in.

something that i have established quite well in my past posts is that my dad is very immature. he's more like an older brother to me than a parent and he does things like hide under my bed and jump out and scare me as i come home from shopping. so my dad was driving, driving, driving until he took a turn into mcdonald's. he told my mum he'd buy me some food and let me play on the playground and watch me instantly get better. he believed that kids feel more sick than they actually are if they're stuck in a boring room in bed all day. i guess he was talking from experience then, due to him being a nurse who worked with children in vietnam, and he was sure that i would feel better which would calm down my mum's nerves.

i dont exactly remember what he bought me but i do remember vomiting it all out on the slide in the mcdonald's playland. failing to prove his point, he gave in once again, and drove us to the hospital, for which i stayed in for the next 3 days.

moral of the story: never substitute proper medical attention for mcdonald's!

Labels: holidays

a is for a big thank you to all my friends and group who turned up to watch round 2 of mock trial! you guys walked in and i got so distracted, forgetting one of the sentences in my statement but it doesn't matter because you instilled so much confidence into me afterwards, especially during the cross-examination. the support you guys continually show me towards my extra curricular activities makes my heart beat fast and hair grow even faster. hurlstone won, of course!

b is for bob. as in, im going to cut my hair this holidays. well i want to. i think i'm too chicken to actually subject my hair to that kind of torment. i havent cut the back of my hair in about two years now and it is getting rather long. by rather long, i mean i was lying in bed the other night reading emma when i felt something crawling on my elbow, grabbed it, jumped up screaming at the same time before realising that it was my hair.

c is for chemistry can go suck on some vietnam imported chuppa chups. i loved it when i joined three weeks late, but now, i'd rather endure doing circus tricks for school sport for another 27 weeks, and whack myself in the eyeballs with the poi balls another 27 times. going to have to dedicate three full days of my fourteen day holiday to chemistry. 150 of us doing chemistry? i'll bet my liver that i'll rank 149. the only reason would be because andy le tran slept in on the day of the exam.

d is for downing centre! best excursion, and the freedom that mr lynch and miss fox-coleman granted us made the day all that much better. monica, alan and i went into about two court rooms before finally settling into court 2.1 which exhibited such skill on the barrister's behalf and, i dare say, the defendant. he was a doctor, gynaecologist to be exact, and whatever question the barrister canon-balled at him, he'd catch it and chuck it back at her. we entered the court half way through the cross-examination and when we had to leave to get our names marked off by lynch, the cross was still not finished which goes to show how articulate he was.

e is for eric, i miss you!

f is for for all the places in the world, why do i have to get a mosquito bite on my little wittle toe? what is this? the surface area doesn't even allow for adequate scratching to relieve said mosquito bite. i find it suitable to mention that i have a pimple on the little strip of skin that separates my nostrils. why. ratio of skin available on my face to that little spot there is about 10000:1. why.

g is for getting a ride with edbert chung. grace, genevieve and i all go to truong every saturday morning from 8:20-10AM at fairfield and then we have english afterwards from 11:30-1 at canley vale. so instead of each of us making our own way there, we take turns carpooling. it was grace's turn last week to drive but unfortunately, her mother was busy and both genevieve and i couldn't make it either. so we were stuck at fairfield. until edbert came to the rescuuuue! well not really, we kinda pressured him into driving three otherwise hobo girls in his car to canley vale. whilst his mother talked about baking macaroni and cheese (as interpreted by genevieve, don't ask me).

h is for happy happy happy chap chappy about my biology and english marks that's not to say there isn't a massive gap for improvement. (and a congratulations to grace, working so hard and getting the result she deserves! we're all so proud of you, grace :) speaking of which, i should be writing notes right now! it's holidays, though, so posts will be more recent for a while. i'll be at whitlam library every day for the next two weeks so come find me and we can study together. 4eva.

Labels: holidays

(1&2) look what eric made for me! this was actually work in his religion class, where they were learning about easter and christianity and he took the opportunity to make me something, fashioned it on top of some paddle pop sticks so it could stand on my desk (i decided it'd look better on my bookcase) and even added a purple ribbon and pom-pom ball on top cos it's my favourite colour! then he gave me a little gold box filled with chocolate eggs as well, thanks e! :3

(3) what my mum wrapped my spoon for my fried rice in. the lip marks are mine from my nivea cherry lip balm which tastes good. not as good as my mum's fried rice though, hehe, thanks mother wendzilla :3

this week has been quite tiring. either the workload is increasing or my motivation levels are decrasing. take your pick, but if it's a combination of the two then you might as well chuck me in the laundry then hang me out to dry, have the pegs not placed securely enough so that i fall onto the grass and have my two dogs come and feast on me. i am actually quite determined to do well in my half yearlies. more determined than i was in my school certificate, and damnit, i was so motivated during the school cert (as to many of your dismays). new month, new me.

came to school on friday to see everybody gathered around the year 11 noticeboard before realising it was our exam timetable! dun dun dun! they had biology and music both at 9am and when we asked mr hughes, he said that he checked the rolls and nobody from music was doing biology. excuse us. just cos we do music, doesnt mean we lack the intellectual ability to study a science. hmph. mr hughes changed it afterwards so now i have another double exam day! eep! a two day break + the weekends as a break! even though i wouldnt really call the weekends a break. saturday is 8:20-10:05 truong, 11:30-1 english, 3-4 piano then sunday i have chem at 4. so... a two day break! stupid eric, he gets a 9 day break, how the hell does sefton work?!



and since i've been talking so much about timetables and times i might as well end on what i'll be doing for the next two days: tomorrow mock trial practise from 7:30-8:30 before the actual trial at 12pm! then afternoon class zzzz till 4. on tuesday, morning class, then going to downing court yay! then, once again, english afternoon class till 5. give me a can of v if you see me, wish me luck and i hope you all have a fairy-flossy week! :)

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english advanced: half way through my story
english extension: got constructive feedback on my story but an ultra condensed version would read, "it's crap"
mathematics extension: still neglected
chemistry: somewhat ready, but with the billion of chemistry geniuses at hurlstone, i dont think i have a chance
legal studies: so. much. info.
biology: i like. but the pracs are a mouthful to memorise.
music: need to consolidate my practical pieces

hurrah, hurrah. two weeks well spent but i think i speak for all of us when i say we need more time! i should be spending time right now reading my notes and finishing off my english story. and you shouldn't be reading this but rather studying and sketching those bitchy hyperbolas. but the next two weeks are going to be fully tabouli full on so we owe this to ourselves (read as procrastination) and to say a last goodbye to everybody who is currently sitting on rank 1 for math, chem, physics, business studies, legal studies, music, pe. and i cant remember the rest of the subjects who have not had an assessment task yet.

my love and admiration for english has decreased dramatically and i feel lost and alone, like i'm suspended in space and all i have is my oxygen tank for comfort. damn. it hurts more now that i put my thoughts down. so thankyou to everybody who provided me company at the library (in particular eric, simon, nikkida and mitchell), who gave me study tips, who gave me exam tips, who taught me how to draw mindmaps as i continually pushed english to the side to prepare for all my other subjects. maybe it's just this stupid area of study that is, well, stupid. furthermore, my feet are cold!

i sincerely wish each and every year 11 the best of luck in the half yearlies! jees, wendy, it's just exams, take a chill pill slap! don't say that. study hard, revise like a boss and do well in your exams! remember, freedom awaits! but so do your exam results. if you feel too stressed out, just watch the video below and get back to work. okay? okay! see you all on the other side! love love love to you all, wendzilla readers!

Labels: exams

good friday means i have church tonight where i'll have to perform, eep! please stop asking me if i'm christian or catholic. catholicism is a branch of christianity and if i have to repeat that one more time only to get a response of, "whoa, what the hecks, brah" i'm going to pull someone's toenails off. moral of the story is that i'm protestant.

this morning, i got up, out of bed and the back of my left leg felt cold. i sat on my computer chair, and my left leg felt very cold. i thought i had frostbite on one leg, or my sister spilt water on me by accident (because she has this thing where she only drinks water before she sleeps and after she wakes up). my hands got cold and i decided to sit on my hands to warm them up, before realising that i was molesting myself. the left leg of my pj pants have a massive rip on them and i do not know how what who why. my favourite pj pants since 2008 :(

i am a truong student. ever since 2005. and tomorrow will be the most important exam i'm ever going to take at the centre: differentiation. it's more than just chain rules and sketching-- it will decide whether i get into his 4 unit class or not! i've never been big on the idea of 4 unit math.. people at whitlam library will recall a deranged girl exclaiming her hate for math and desire to drop down to "2 unit math already" but if there's an opportunity, i'm going to grab it. with shaking hands and teary eyes. honestly, whenever i think about the exam, my brain starts spinning inside my head and my dear little brain cells bang on the inside of my skull screaming, "let us out! let us ouuuuut!"

results of going to the library this week has meant more progress! finished chemistry, legal studies, biology and english extension. it's strange because i've barely touched english advanced and it is my first exam.. and i'm already preparing for music prac which is my last exam. i love english. but i've shun creative writing. you won't come round and break my heart like you did last time, creative writing. and i dont even want to look at math. worry 'bout that later. on another note, the ringtone of somebody's phone went off in the library and instantly recognising that it was big bang, mitchell and i started dancing to the 4 seconds that we heard.

mitchell and eric took it into their hands yesterday to try and get me to clean my ears, telling me that it might cure my on-going tinnitus problem. hearing the ringing in my ears every night stresses the crap out of me and has made it hard for me to be alone because all i hear is the ringing and i hate it! eric, from personal experience, says that cleaning his ears made his ringing vanish and mitchell called me unhygienic. this is australia, mitch, we don't shove sticks in our ears, asian style. it was hilarious watching them talk to me about earwax and i took it as a comedy show rather than any kind of serious friend-to-friend help. kidding, you guys made me feel cared about (a)

ordered yesterday off urban outfitters with vivian, genevieve, jenny, danica and lisa! my second order of uo, but the first time was presents for eric. this time round, i got something for me! it's strange though. i find it so much easier to spend money on other people and not on myself. i'm not saying i'm a selfless, helpful, charitable person but i'm saying that when it comes to buying other people presents, i'll regard $20 as an absolutely fine amount but $20 on myself would be something like cry cry cry cry cry all day everyday. situation yesterday was the image of the shirt i wanted lingering on my mind for the whole time i was at the library then 3 hours at home, whilst studying for biology, whether i should get it. or not. or get it. or not. in the end, i did get it, and no regrets yet. so that's a good sign! hehe. that's like how yesterday eric wouldnt even buy himself a $1.20 coconut drink but would happily fork out $8.95 to surprise me with an issue of frankie *hug* (of course, i bought the drink for him, jees, don't raise those eyebrows at me!) couldn't fork out $48 to get a lomography fisheye camera though. but the hassle of developing film and buying film (should have really switched the order of those two) would make my camera redundant because i'll end up "saving" the film and never using it. on anything. like my polaroid. originally, i was gifted with 3 boxes of film. it's been two years and two boxes still remain.

i'll leave you with something quite amusing: tackiest royal wedding souvenirs. hope everybody enjoys the last few days of their holidays and make sure you give me a pat on the shoulder if i make it out alive after tomorrow's differentiation exam! good luck to all truong kids!

Labels: exams, fail, holidays, truong

yesterday was lisa's ultra surprise 16th! heh. invited to her own surprise party event on facebook, assisting in the planning of her party and having me call her an hour before it started asking if it was still on. sorry lisa. hope you had a great time nonetheless chillin' with us + christie who is forever alone and will never be part of anything, including inclusive pronouns.




then i went back to liza's house and we had a huge catch up session. even though i've known lizard for 11 years, our friendship has only really consolidated in the past 4. i walked in and was instantly amazed at how cosy her room was! (or messy, as her mum put it). i loved it. i continually laughed at everything i would stumble across, from year 6 photos to the 'happy birthday' gift bag that i gave her for her 12th birthday which i dated "august 2006" on the tag. at one point, i started screaming, 'cockroach! cockroach!' to which liza would start looking for it, following the direction of my finger. only for me to realise later that it was one of those dark spots on her floorboards. oops.

liza says the darndest things:

- christie told me about how they were at the library and lisa checks her phone and says "it's 1:30." and liza, staring off into the distance replies with a, "wow! it is!"
- i was at liza's house and exploring her windowsills which basically is her bedside table and i hold up a 200g of petroleum jelly tub and i ask her, "why do you need so much?" and she goes, "for mah lips."
- philosophical liza on relationships: "it was like, a triangle of wrongness."

prior to all this time with my amazing group of friends, i went to liverpool with none other than eric (nikkida, simon; you guys ditched us)! so many good sales going on at livo, especially on the bottom level with all the random shops that sell dresses for $10. my inner asian tingles. i'm so lucky that eric is so patient. had lunch at nando's, where we exchanged gifts and eric got me where the wild things are on dvd! finally, i can watch it hehehehehehehe. i felt excitement run through me when i ripped apart the wrapping. walked around a bit more, before making our way back to livo station but seeing as it was only 2, we sat down at bigge park and dun dun! mario kart! out with the ds lite and the original ds and we were ready to verse vs. i've been training hard ever since that day at the library where i came 7th in every race as eric claimed his victory and glory at 1st place every single time. i defriended him. but 7th place no more. totally made eric cry as i beat him in every race.* so now we're best fwens again. talked the rest of the day away. thanks eric for an absolutely lovely day.

had lunch with mum at holy basil today and still so full and unmotivated to study. frankie 41 comes out tomorrow, yes. this morning i took out a pink shirt with a babushka doll on it and wanted to pair it with my purple floral skirt. what's wrong with me? i never team up print with print. and then i wanted to put on my polka dot stockings. it's as if one of the screws on my brain is loosening up. so i just wore jeans and a different shirt instead rofl. play it safe, yo. okay, going to go study now, hope everybody has a good week, see you all soon, pocky sticks! a big hug for reading my blog :3






*not really

Labels: birthday, holidays

hello, my sweets! how's the holidays treatin' you?

it seems impossible for me to sleep in anymore. today i chose to stay home with hope of waking up around 10 to the nice warm sunshine and nice weather outside but no, my eyes smacked opened at 8:47. actually, thinking about it now, i feel much healthier. unlike last holidays, sleeping in till 3pm oops. okay. fine. thank you, morning classes.

what i found out today: facebook chat has emoticons for :3 and <3

the past two days at the library have been productive! not as much as i'd hope but what else is new? it's the holidays, im just glad i'm on track and completing notes, not leaving it till the last week or even day before the exam to cram! so far, i've finished legal studies notes, half way through chemistry, half way through biology and quarter way through music, hehe. i start subjects then stop at the difficult syllabus dot points or dot points that require more parts of my brain to activate, so i switch subjects. i finally told myself that i'd have to do them sooner or later or i wont let myself eat strawberry pocky sticks no more. it worked.

everytime my dad buys me macca's the same story pops back into my head.

when i was young, i was very weak. probably a shocker to many of you, considering i hardly get sick now and everytime michelle punches me playfully, and i punch her back, she kinda falls over. anyway. i was around 4 years old at the time, and i had a high fever for days and couldnt walk or move around or anything due to extreme dizziness. i vomited a lot and the only thing being filtered by my kidneys was congee. the medicine the gp gave wasnt working, so my mum decided to take me to the hospital, given that i'd been admitted to hospital a few times before. my dad came home the next evening and my mum defiantly told him to drive her and me to the hospital. my dad refused and said that it was illogical of her and that it was just a minor illness that didnt require such drastic measures. my mum buckled me into the car anyway, and my dad gave in.

something that i have established quite well in my past posts is that my dad is very immature. he's more like an older brother to me than a parent and he does things like hide under my bed and jump out and scare me as i come home from shopping. so my dad was driving, driving, driving until he took a turn into mcdonald's. he told my mum he'd buy me some food and let me play on the playground and watch me instantly get better. he believed that kids feel more sick than they actually are if they're stuck in a boring room in bed all day. i guess he was talking from experience then, due to him being a nurse who worked with children in vietnam, and he was sure that i would feel better which would calm down my mum's nerves.

i dont exactly remember what he bought me but i do remember vomiting it all out on the slide in the mcdonald's playland. failing to prove his point, he gave in once again, and drove us to the hospital, for which i stayed in for the next 3 days.

moral of the story: never substitute proper medical attention for mcdonald's!

Labels: holidays

a is for a big thank you to all my friends and group who turned up to watch round 2 of mock trial! you guys walked in and i got so distracted, forgetting one of the sentences in my statement but it doesn't matter because you instilled so much confidence into me afterwards, especially during the cross-examination. the support you guys continually show me towards my extra curricular activities makes my heart beat fast and hair grow even faster. hurlstone won, of course!

b is for bob. as in, im going to cut my hair this holidays. well i want to. i think i'm too chicken to actually subject my hair to that kind of torment. i havent cut the back of my hair in about two years now and it is getting rather long. by rather long, i mean i was lying in bed the other night reading emma when i felt something crawling on my elbow, grabbed it, jumped up screaming at the same time before realising that it was my hair.

c is for chemistry can go suck on some vietnam imported chuppa chups. i loved it when i joined three weeks late, but now, i'd rather endure doing circus tricks for school sport for another 27 weeks, and whack myself in the eyeballs with the poi balls another 27 times. going to have to dedicate three full days of my fourteen day holiday to chemistry. 150 of us doing chemistry? i'll bet my liver that i'll rank 149. the only reason would be because andy le tran slept in on the day of the exam.

d is for downing centre! best excursion, and the freedom that mr lynch and miss fox-coleman granted us made the day all that much better. monica, alan and i went into about two court rooms before finally settling into court 2.1 which exhibited such skill on the barrister's behalf and, i dare say, the defendant. he was a doctor, gynaecologist to be exact, and whatever question the barrister canon-balled at him, he'd catch it and chuck it back at her. we entered the court half way through the cross-examination and when we had to leave to get our names marked off by lynch, the cross was still not finished which goes to show how articulate he was.

e is for eric, i miss you!

f is for for all the places in the world, why do i have to get a mosquito bite on my little wittle toe? what is this? the surface area doesn't even allow for adequate scratching to relieve said mosquito bite. i find it suitable to mention that i have a pimple on the little strip of skin that separates my nostrils. why. ratio of skin available on my face to that little spot there is about 10000:1. why.

g is for getting a ride with edbert chung. grace, genevieve and i all go to truong every saturday morning from 8:20-10AM at fairfield and then we have english afterwards from 11:30-1 at canley vale. so instead of each of us making our own way there, we take turns carpooling. it was grace's turn last week to drive but unfortunately, her mother was busy and both genevieve and i couldn't make it either. so we were stuck at fairfield. until edbert came to the rescuuuue! well not really, we kinda pressured him into driving three otherwise hobo girls in his car to canley vale. whilst his mother talked about baking macaroni and cheese (as interpreted by genevieve, don't ask me).

h is for happy happy happy chap chappy about my biology and english marks that's not to say there isn't a massive gap for improvement. (and a congratulations to grace, working so hard and getting the result she deserves! we're all so proud of you, grace :) speaking of which, i should be writing notes right now! it's holidays, though, so posts will be more recent for a while. i'll be at whitlam library every day for the next two weeks so come find me and we can study together. 4eva.

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(1&2) look what eric made for me! this was actually work in his religion class, where they were learning about easter and christianity and he took the opportunity to make me something, fashioned it on top of some paddle pop sticks so it could stand on my desk (i decided it'd look better on my bookcase) and even added a purple ribbon and pom-pom ball on top cos it's my favourite colour! then he gave me a little gold box filled with chocolate eggs as well, thanks e! :3

(3) what my mum wrapped my spoon for my fried rice in. the lip marks are mine from my nivea cherry lip balm which tastes good. not as good as my mum's fried rice though, hehe, thanks mother wendzilla :3

this week has been quite tiring. either the workload is increasing or my motivation levels are decrasing. take your pick, but if it's a combination of the two then you might as well chuck me in the laundry then hang me out to dry, have the pegs not placed securely enough so that i fall onto the grass and have my two dogs come and feast on me. i am actually quite determined to do well in my half yearlies. more determined than i was in my school certificate, and damnit, i was so motivated during the school cert (as to many of your dismays). new month, new me.

came to school on friday to see everybody gathered around the year 11 noticeboard before realising it was our exam timetable! dun dun dun! they had biology and music both at 9am and when we asked mr hughes, he said that he checked the rolls and nobody from music was doing biology. excuse us. just cos we do music, doesnt mean we lack the intellectual ability to study a science. hmph. mr hughes changed it afterwards so now i have another double exam day! eep! a two day break + the weekends as a break! even though i wouldnt really call the weekends a break. saturday is 8:20-10:05 truong, 11:30-1 english, 3-4 piano then sunday i have chem at 4. so... a two day break! stupid eric, he gets a 9 day break, how the hell does sefton work?!



and since i've been talking so much about timetables and times i might as well end on what i'll be doing for the next two days: tomorrow mock trial practise from 7:30-8:30 before the actual trial at 12pm! then afternoon class zzzz till 4. on tuesday, morning class, then going to downing court yay! then, once again, english afternoon class till 5. give me a can of v if you see me, wish me luck and i hope you all have a fairy-flossy week! :)

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