Fairies are such pretty creatures...
And that's exactly what I dressed up as on the 29th of December 2007! XD
The A$30 million Megadraw was on that night and my job at the newsagency [The Lucky Charm Newagency] is to sell lottery tickets! Of course, 30 million is a big thing. That's 7 zeros! Loads of cash. Invest it properly, and it could turn you into a billionare in 10 years.
So my colleagues and I decided that we would dress up as fairies and try to grant everyone's wish of winning lotto (mind you, not that we can give out that much luck) as well as attract other non-lotto playing citizens in the mall to laugh at us and hopefully buy something after our efforts of dressing up.
I can assure you we were most readily laughed at.
I walked in at 8.30am with my wings pinned on to my shirt (because it was too small for me to actually wear) and literally RAN in from the entrance all the way to my shop. But not before the supermarket cashiers, keymaker and asian bakery saw me and thought I was mad. O.O
One of my friends may have been slightly crazier than I was. She went all the way, bought a tiny fairy dress intended for 8 year olds at Red Dot (this store that sells the most random things ever) and cut it up so it would fit her (she's an entire head taller than I am), put a shirt on top of it, added glitter to her face, star stickers to her arms and a butterly clasp to her hair and voila! Thus completing her airy fairy look. The rest of us merely donned a pair of jeans and pink/white shirt and a pair of wings, but she was pretty much the star of the whole show. =)
Of course, I posted this up on my status thing on Facebook (if you guys still don't know that I have Facebook then you're in serious trouble, I didn't put that thingy there for nothing) and Tash remembered that our friend Robin dressed as a pirate for his job and combined the two! Thus creating a Fairy Pirate! Ray seconded the idea and we now have cemented the whole 'Fairy Pirate' idea. I can't stop laughing, but if I can stop for a second and convince Robin to actually do it with me, it would be perfect! For the next party that is. =) Best done with a billion other people dressing as something ridiculous. XD
Anyone up for a house party?
Mishy <3
Wednesday 26 December 2007
Boxing Day! [Spent mulling over pressies]
Christmas Day has come and gone!!
And this year, I suppose, it has been rather uneventful.
I got some cool pressies though, which I have successfully and rather generously downloaded to show off. Especially because I'm so proud of them. XD
Aside from all that, my Christmas Day was, needless to say, rather uneventful.
Went off to church in the morning and pretty much spent about an hour singing carols and listening to the pastor preach away.
Although I must say, I like this church. =) In Malaysia, I remember Christmas services always took like 3 hours. Short and sweet, just what I like. I don't believe that the amount you worship God depends on the amount of time you spend doing it. If you're a fake who wants the world to see how much you love God by standing there and yowling out carols for an hour and a half, then maybe. A simple short prayer probably shows more than an hours worth of yowling out carols.
I'm using the green one for Halloween as FRANKENSTEIN!!!
Perfect for the hot and sweaty days! (like now)
Today, I also want to remember the victims of the Tsunami Tragedy, so keep them in your toughts and prayers. =)
Anyhow, Happy Boxing Day!
Mishy <3
And this year, I suppose, it has been rather uneventful.
I got some cool pressies though, which I have successfully and rather generously downloaded to show off. Especially because I'm so proud of them. XD
Aside from all that, my Christmas Day was, needless to say, rather uneventful.
Went off to church in the morning and pretty much spent about an hour singing carols and listening to the pastor preach away.
Although I must say, I like this church. =) In Malaysia, I remember Christmas services always took like 3 hours. Short and sweet, just what I like. I don't believe that the amount you worship God depends on the amount of time you spend doing it. If you're a fake who wants the world to see how much you love God by standing there and yowling out carols for an hour and a half, then maybe. A simple short prayer probably shows more than an hours worth of yowling out carols.
So then I headed over to my cousin's house upon which we opened our presents! And these are all mine!
Radio and battery from uncle.
Hat from a cousin.
I'm using the green one for Halloween as FRANKENSTEIN!!!
Altogether now!
Yay! Shoes! (from my mom after we came back home)
And thus was my Christmas Day!Today, I also want to remember the victims of the Tsunami Tragedy, so keep them in your toughts and prayers. =)
Anyhow, Happy Boxing Day!
Mishy <3
Monday 24 December 2007
The Night Before Christmas [By Clement Clarke Moore]
'Twas the night before Christmas, when all through the house
Not a creature was stirring, not even a mouse;
The stockings were hung by the chimney with care,
In hopes that St. Nicholas soon would be there;
The children were nestled all snug in their beds,
While visions of sugar-plums danced in their heads;
And mamma in her 'kerchief, and I in my cap,
Had just settled down for a long winter's nap,
When out on the lawn there arose such a clatter,
I sprang from the bed to see what was the matter.
Away to the window I flew like a flash,
Tore open the shutters and threw up the sash.
The moon on the breast of the new-fallen snow
Gave the lustre of mid-day to objects below,
When, what to my wondering eyes should appear,
But a miniature sleigh, and eight tiny reindeer,
With a little old driver, so lively and quick,
I knew in a moment it must be St. Nick.
More rapid than eagles his coursers they came,
And he whistled, and shouted, and called them by name;
"Now, Dasher! now, Dancer! now, Prancer and Vixen!
On, Comet! on Cupid! on, Donder and Blitzen!
To the top of the porch! to the top of the wall!
Now dash away! dash away! dash away all!"
As dry leaves that before the wild hurricane fly,
When they meet with an obstacle, mount to the sky,
So up to the house-top the coursers they flew,
With the sleigh full of toys, and St. Nicholas too.
And then, in a twinkling, I heard on the roof
The prancing and pawing of each little hoof.
As I drew in my hand, and was turning around,
Down the chimney St. Nicholas came with a bound.
He was dressed all in fur, from his head to his foot,
And his clothes were all tarnished with ashes and soot;
A bundle of toys he had flung on his back,
And he looked like a peddler just opening his pack.
His eyes -- how they twinkled! his dimples how merry!
His cheeks were like roses, his nose like a cherry!
His droll little mouth was drawn up like a bow,
And the beard of his chin was as white as the snow;
The stump of a pipe he held tight in his teeth,
And the smoke it encircled his head like a wreath;
He had a broad face and a little round belly,
That shook, when he laughed like a bowlful of jelly.
He was chubby and plump, a right jolly old elf,
And I laughed when I saw him, in spite of myself;
A wink of his eye and a twist of his head,
Soon gave me to know I had nothing to dread;
He spoke not a word, but went straight to his work,
And filled all the stockings; then turned with a jerk,
And laying his finger aside of his nose,
And giving a nod, up the chimney he rose;
He sprang to his sleigh, to his team gave a whistle,
And away they all flew like the down of a thistle.
But I heard him exclaim, ere he drove out of sight,
"Happy Christmas to all, and to all a good-night."
Not a creature was stirring, not even a mouse;
The stockings were hung by the chimney with care,
In hopes that St. Nicholas soon would be there;
The children were nestled all snug in their beds,
While visions of sugar-plums danced in their heads;
And mamma in her 'kerchief, and I in my cap,
Had just settled down for a long winter's nap,
When out on the lawn there arose such a clatter,
I sprang from the bed to see what was the matter.
Away to the window I flew like a flash,
Tore open the shutters and threw up the sash.
The moon on the breast of the new-fallen snow
Gave the lustre of mid-day to objects below,
When, what to my wondering eyes should appear,
But a miniature sleigh, and eight tiny reindeer,
With a little old driver, so lively and quick,
I knew in a moment it must be St. Nick.
More rapid than eagles his coursers they came,
And he whistled, and shouted, and called them by name;
"Now, Dasher! now, Dancer! now, Prancer and Vixen!
On, Comet! on Cupid! on, Donder and Blitzen!
To the top of the porch! to the top of the wall!
Now dash away! dash away! dash away all!"
As dry leaves that before the wild hurricane fly,
When they meet with an obstacle, mount to the sky,
So up to the house-top the coursers they flew,
With the sleigh full of toys, and St. Nicholas too.
And then, in a twinkling, I heard on the roof
The prancing and pawing of each little hoof.
As I drew in my hand, and was turning around,
Down the chimney St. Nicholas came with a bound.
He was dressed all in fur, from his head to his foot,
And his clothes were all tarnished with ashes and soot;
A bundle of toys he had flung on his back,
And he looked like a peddler just opening his pack.
His eyes -- how they twinkled! his dimples how merry!
His cheeks were like roses, his nose like a cherry!
His droll little mouth was drawn up like a bow,
And the beard of his chin was as white as the snow;
The stump of a pipe he held tight in his teeth,
And the smoke it encircled his head like a wreath;
He had a broad face and a little round belly,
That shook, when he laughed like a bowlful of jelly.
He was chubby and plump, a right jolly old elf,
And I laughed when I saw him, in spite of myself;
A wink of his eye and a twist of his head,
Soon gave me to know I had nothing to dread;
He spoke not a word, but went straight to his work,
And filled all the stockings; then turned with a jerk,
And laying his finger aside of his nose,
And giving a nod, up the chimney he rose;
He sprang to his sleigh, to his team gave a whistle,
And away they all flew like the down of a thistle.
But I heard him exclaim, ere he drove out of sight,
"Happy Christmas to all, and to all a good-night."
So ends my favourite poem every year. I think I post this poem every year on Christmas Eve. I read it, I day dream about it, I imagine the scene playng before my eyes every year on this day before Christmas.
I'm such a sucker for tradition, I should be shot. XD As a TCK, tradition does not even COMPLY with my lifestyle.
Anyhow, enjoy it people. Whether or not you are Christian, or just celebrating the Christmas season, I'm pretty sure that Santa Clause is still a magical moment for us all. =)
But to all Christians, remember this day and it's purpose. =D It may not be as important as Easter, but it sure is as fun!
Mishy <3
Sunday 23 December 2007
Aussie Speech [As confusing as it really sounds!]
G'day mate!
The cry known around the world as a true blue Australian greeting. Probably made all the more famous by Steve Irwin on his Crocodile Adventure series. America must think that that's all Australians say around here, like a broken record. "G'day...G'day...G'day...G'day..." However, people here don't even say that. XD I'm not too sure where the world gets this notion that every Australian says this, but seriously, they don't.
And then, just when we've gotten over the 'G'day', everyone here LOVES saying 'No worries!'
Possibly made worse by the way they pronounce it: Naw wah-reys!
These are just the hardcore Aussie citizens with their hardcore Aussie accents though. Most Australians have gone very neutral with their accents, due to the international enviroment that they live in.
Of course, we could never leave out 'Fair Dinkum', which means, true, or honest. Supposedly. XD
I've heard a few people use it before, and it's confused me to no end until I finally decided to google it and figure out what in the world they were on about.
Last, but not least. To all Malaysians and South Africans, please make out this word:
Gaol.
You get a prize if you do.
That, my friends, is the Australian spelling of the word JAIL.
Yes people, JAIL. Yes people, believe it or not. I was sitting in history reading all about the tortuous Japanese attacks and came across this word. Upon which I began going 'gah-ole', 'goal', 'jah-ole'.
And then I looked it up in the dictionary and figured out it was actually jail.
I reckon I need compensation for this.
That, my friends, is the Australian spelling of the word JAIL.
Yes people, JAIL. Yes people, believe it or not. I was sitting in history reading all about the tortuous Japanese attacks and came across this word. Upon which I began going 'gah-ole', 'goal', 'jah-ole'.
And then I looked it up in the dictionary and figured out it was actually jail.
I reckon I need compensation for this.
So ends my episode on Australian slang.
Christmas is coming up very very soon.
And for some reason, it doesn't seem as exciting.
Maybe because I now have a job and have to spend it on the poor souls that I like to call my family?
Hmmm, maybe I should be more stingy so that I can be more excited for Christmas...XD
Mishy <3
Saturday 22 December 2007
Peace, for the Moment [Or, The Calm Before the Storm]
Today was as hectic as can be expected, I suppose.
I set my alarm today for 8.30am, as I had to go to work at 10am later (or not so much later) that day.
At 7.30am, a horrbily ungodly hour in my book, my boss SMSed me and asked me to get in at 9.30am instead. Woe is me, I thought, and I stupidly agreed to such a request at such ridiculously short notice.
I got up, instead at 8.15am and managed to grab some cereal and just had enough time to make my lunch, grab my water and hop into the car.
I did not, however, manage to grab some coffee. Which is bad. Because my working hours for today had become 9.30am-5pm.Which meant that I would have no coffee for 7.5 hours. To anyone who knows me well, they know that this can also equate to extreme crankiness and extreme sleepiness.
And trust me, I was so sleepy, I was not entirely sure if I myself knew what I was actually doing. The day was a daze, up until about 11am, when things started getting horribly busy.
Today was a fairly busy day, it being the weekend before Christmas. One can understand why it was so busy, although most of us would wonder what Christmas Day has to do with the lottery since most Christians I know tend to save the money that would otherwise go into the lottery for the offering at church. Trust me, I think God would look down on you more kindly if you spent the little bits of change on the poor rather than on the lottery and hope to gain millions.
My colleagues can be the sweetest people ever. I got cards from most of them as well as little chocolates bars and candy canes, and then my boss was actually really really cool.
I got a music coupon from him as a present. =) Which, I suppose, in a way was like my Christmas bonus, even though I've only been working there for like 2 months, kekekekekeke.
Now I just have to spend it wisely, cuz I don't wanna get some weird ass music that's not worth spending on, when my cousins could get the same music for free. (go figure, they have Limewire and *gasp* I don't!)
Fow the first time in like 4 months, I actually haven't gone over to my cousin's house for dinner. Scary right? Nah, not really, it was quite nice actually, considering how tired I am from work and whatnot.
Anyhow, that is how my day has gone.
Peace out, another day in the life of a TCK.
Which, coincidentally, is turning out to be quite boring, considering how much I've travelled. XD
Mishy <3
I set my alarm today for 8.30am, as I had to go to work at 10am later (or not so much later) that day.
At 7.30am, a horrbily ungodly hour in my book, my boss SMSed me and asked me to get in at 9.30am instead. Woe is me, I thought, and I stupidly agreed to such a request at such ridiculously short notice.
I got up, instead at 8.15am and managed to grab some cereal and just had enough time to make my lunch, grab my water and hop into the car.
I did not, however, manage to grab some coffee. Which is bad. Because my working hours for today had become 9.30am-5pm.Which meant that I would have no coffee for 7.5 hours. To anyone who knows me well, they know that this can also equate to extreme crankiness and extreme sleepiness.
And trust me, I was so sleepy, I was not entirely sure if I myself knew what I was actually doing. The day was a daze, up until about 11am, when things started getting horribly busy.
Today was a fairly busy day, it being the weekend before Christmas. One can understand why it was so busy, although most of us would wonder what Christmas Day has to do with the lottery since most Christians I know tend to save the money that would otherwise go into the lottery for the offering at church. Trust me, I think God would look down on you more kindly if you spent the little bits of change on the poor rather than on the lottery and hope to gain millions.
My colleagues can be the sweetest people ever. I got cards from most of them as well as little chocolates bars and candy canes, and then my boss was actually really really cool.
I got a music coupon from him as a present. =) Which, I suppose, in a way was like my Christmas bonus, even though I've only been working there for like 2 months, kekekekekeke.
Now I just have to spend it wisely, cuz I don't wanna get some weird ass music that's not worth spending on, when my cousins could get the same music for free. (go figure, they have Limewire and *gasp* I don't!)
Fow the first time in like 4 months, I actually haven't gone over to my cousin's house for dinner. Scary right? Nah, not really, it was quite nice actually, considering how tired I am from work and whatnot.
Anyhow, that is how my day has gone.
Peace out, another day in the life of a TCK.
Which, coincidentally, is turning out to be quite boring, considering how much I've travelled. XD
Mishy <3
Friday 21 December 2007
Reports!! [If I thought that Christmas Shopping was the Nightmare before Christmas, I guess I was wrong]
Reports have arrived!!!!
Well, technically, they arrived about 2 days ago. I have seen my report, and considering that I have been forced to learn a new subject as well as other new parts of subjects that I had previously taken, I am actually quite impressed. These marks are not my exam results, but my overall year (or more specifically, ten week!) results which have been averaged out and everyfink.
My results are as follows:
My results are as follows:
English 2A2B- 67%, B
Chemistry- 62%, C
Foundations of Maths- 78%, A
History- 66%, B
Human Biology- 66%, B
Political and Legal Studies- 72%, B
And thus are my results!
To all in SA and in Malaysia, I must add that, while these results look wrong (and certainly, I thought they were too, after my history teacher gave me my marks and told me that it was a B!) the mark boundaries in Australia are not quite like those everywhere else in the world.
In Australia, the mark boundaries are as follows:
A- >75%
B- 60%-75%
C- 45%-60%
D- 30%-45%
E- 15%-30%
F- <15%>
Chemistry- 62%, C
Foundations of Maths- 78%, A
History- 66%, B
Human Biology- 66%, B
Political and Legal Studies- 72%, B
And thus are my results!
To all in SA and in Malaysia, I must add that, while these results look wrong (and certainly, I thought they were too, after my history teacher gave me my marks and told me that it was a B!) the mark boundaries in Australia are not quite like those everywhere else in the world.
In Australia, the mark boundaries are as follows:
A- >75%
B- 60%-75%
C- 45%-60%
D- 30%-45%
E- 15%-30%
F- <15%>
So yeah, that would be a normal grade boundary. For exams, however, they take the whole year's marks, and then they decide that the top 15% of marks should be this grade, the next 15% should be this grade, etc etc. They make the things so easy for us sometimes, it's scary! I bet these Australians don't even know how lucky they have it! In Australia, we're not allowed to take certain subjects unless we get a C or over. And I honestly believed that I wouldn't be able to take Chemistry next year, because I'd always gotten CLOSE to a C by Malaysian, British and South African standards, but never actually gotten to that mark. But when I figured out what Australia considered to be a C, I almost hugged my teacher. I could take Chemistry! I wasn't that dumb! XD
Not to mention, most of my class pretty much either failed Chemistry miserably, or barely passed. Unless you count a few of the lucky students who managed to get 70%s and over, that is, and trust me, there weren't that many. I mean, JB had just managed to claim his C on the paper, and Yen, I think, just managed to get her B. So all in all, I'm quite impressed with this year, especially Chemistry.
I just hope I get better marks next year, cuz I highly doubt that I can apply for university next year with a C in my report, no matter what my TER score looks like after taking Chemistry away.
I believe that many will be confused as to what a TER is, and no matter, I will explain as the time comes, as I have an idea of what a TER is, but am unable to explain clearly, exactly WHAT it is at this point in time.
So adieu, dear readers, until the next report of Australian Watch, with me, Michelle Wong, good night.
Or rather, good afternoon since that's the time it is at the present time of typing, but it could also be good morning if you're crazy, awake and bored enough to be reading it then!
Mishy <3
Not to mention, most of my class pretty much either failed Chemistry miserably, or barely passed. Unless you count a few of the lucky students who managed to get 70%s and over, that is, and trust me, there weren't that many. I mean, JB had just managed to claim his C on the paper, and Yen, I think, just managed to get her B. So all in all, I'm quite impressed with this year, especially Chemistry.
I just hope I get better marks next year, cuz I highly doubt that I can apply for university next year with a C in my report, no matter what my TER score looks like after taking Chemistry away.
I believe that many will be confused as to what a TER is, and no matter, I will explain as the time comes, as I have an idea of what a TER is, but am unable to explain clearly, exactly WHAT it is at this point in time.
So adieu, dear readers, until the next report of Australian Watch, with me, Michelle Wong, good night.
Or rather, good afternoon since that's the time it is at the present time of typing, but it could also be good morning if you're crazy, awake and bored enough to be reading it then!
Mishy <3
Thursday 20 December 2007
Christmas Shopping [Also known as the real life 'Nightmare Before Christmas']
Woe to me, the person forced to do this.
But also, woe to you, dear reader. You may not celebrate Christmas, I am not of such small mind that I do not consider the religion or beliefs of other. However, due to the increasingly large amount of expectations, humanity and advertisements, you are no doubt expected to buy something, ANYTHING, to add to the ever nearing Christmas mood that has infiltrated the world, just like the USA has infiltrated Iraq. Unless, of course, you are in Iraq or Israel, in which case, that is probably a different matter altogether.
I am meant to go Christmas shopping to buy wrapping paper, and one last present, but am I going? No. Smite me down now, Christmas is but five days away. Five Days. Yet I am sitting here and awaiting the day that Christmas shall come with an empty hand and possibly a very empty tree. This has been made all the worse by the fact that I now have an income and am currently expected to spend at least $1 on every soul under this roof.
Never mind, hopefully something happens soon, otherwise I shall be resigned to sit along, at home with nothing to comfort me except my computer. And hope that I get called to go to work soon. XD
I borrowed a total of 9 books when I went to the library 3 days ago. I have thus far finished two. The last one I read was Pride and Prejudice by Jane Austen and have moved onto Star dancer, by Beth Webb. I notice (and if you are a regular reader, you will too) that my language has gone somewhat formal. Amirah would be proud of me. XD Pride and Prejudice is actually an amazing book. I was spurred to read the novel after watching the modern version of Pride and Prejudice (with Kiera Knightley, oooh, that lucky girl) and before that, the Bollywood version, 'Bride and Prejudice'. I think I probably did not quite understand it, however, as the language was very formal, and pretty old. With no teacher to sit there and hold my hand and guide me into my understanding of book, it is literally impossible for me to fully appreciate, therefore, unless I read it again. Which I will do once I have gotten through all the 9 books that I borrowed. XD Go me, I am destined for greater things indeed.
I am still in a mighty panic for the Year 12 Ball. I have decided what design I want my dress to have. Now I will merely have to find a dress shop in Perth that sells it for under A$300...XD
Does anyone here think that it's possible to find such a thing?
Yeah, hopefully I do, because I want a dress like that, and I've spent a long time searching for such a dress. I may have to run into the city to find it, but I swear I will make my last Ball an absolute night to remember!
That is, unless GIS decides to host a Reunion-cum-Ball, in which case, I'll make sure I remember that the most. XD
Erm, anybody in GIS have a nice dress to loan me that they can ship over before May the 2nd? >.<
Mishy <3
But also, woe to you, dear reader. You may not celebrate Christmas, I am not of such small mind that I do not consider the religion or beliefs of other. However, due to the increasingly large amount of expectations, humanity and advertisements, you are no doubt expected to buy something, ANYTHING, to add to the ever nearing Christmas mood that has infiltrated the world, just like the USA has infiltrated Iraq. Unless, of course, you are in Iraq or Israel, in which case, that is probably a different matter altogether.
I am meant to go Christmas shopping to buy wrapping paper, and one last present, but am I going? No. Smite me down now, Christmas is but five days away. Five Days. Yet I am sitting here and awaiting the day that Christmas shall come with an empty hand and possibly a very empty tree. This has been made all the worse by the fact that I now have an income and am currently expected to spend at least $1 on every soul under this roof.
Never mind, hopefully something happens soon, otherwise I shall be resigned to sit along, at home with nothing to comfort me except my computer. And hope that I get called to go to work soon. XD
I borrowed a total of 9 books when I went to the library 3 days ago. I have thus far finished two. The last one I read was Pride and Prejudice by Jane Austen and have moved onto Star dancer, by Beth Webb. I notice (and if you are a regular reader, you will too) that my language has gone somewhat formal. Amirah would be proud of me. XD Pride and Prejudice is actually an amazing book. I was spurred to read the novel after watching the modern version of Pride and Prejudice (with Kiera Knightley, oooh, that lucky girl) and before that, the Bollywood version, 'Bride and Prejudice'. I think I probably did not quite understand it, however, as the language was very formal, and pretty old. With no teacher to sit there and hold my hand and guide me into my understanding of book, it is literally impossible for me to fully appreciate, therefore, unless I read it again. Which I will do once I have gotten through all the 9 books that I borrowed. XD Go me, I am destined for greater things indeed.
I am still in a mighty panic for the Year 12 Ball. I have decided what design I want my dress to have. Now I will merely have to find a dress shop in Perth that sells it for under A$300...XD
Does anyone here think that it's possible to find such a thing?
Yeah, hopefully I do, because I want a dress like that, and I've spent a long time searching for such a dress. I may have to run into the city to find it, but I swear I will make my last Ball an absolute night to remember!
That is, unless GIS decides to host a Reunion-cum-Ball, in which case, I'll make sure I remember that the most. XD
Erm, anybody in GIS have a nice dress to loan me that they can ship over before May the 2nd? >.<
Mishy <3
Monday 17 December 2007
Today. *sigh*
I woke up, had breakfast, and then got whisked away thinking I was headed for the city by my parents.
I was very wrong.
I went, instead to Karrinyup Shopping Centre, which has infinitely better shops than galleria and even Midlands. *phew* I was starting to lose all hope for Australian shopping malls.
After which I came back and am now typing this.
School is officially over for the year, and now is my time to relax, day dream and allow myself the break from the stress and work that I have been committed to for the entire year.
Or maybe not.
For next year, I am taking up:
History
English Literature
Applicable Maths
Human Biology
Chemistry
Political and Legal Studies
I have an incredibly long list of subjects to take. And I suppose that it’s just as well, I should actually begin the revision session.
Allow me to explain what each subject is, as I will presume that not many of you will know the difference between say, English Lit and English 3A3B.
In History next year, I will be doing the Russian Revolution with much gusto, as it will be the last piece of international history I will ever do in school, before moving on to Australian history, which I am already quite sick of, without having even touched it, merely because of the similarity between it and American history. Hopefully, I will keep increasing in marks for history next year, seeing as this years were pretty dismal, for someone who loves history so much.
English Literature is a rather hard, but kind of easy subject too. It entails analysing texts left right and centre, and afterwards, writing essays on the studied texts. I have been doing this in Saints all my life, and therefore feel that I should not actually have too many problems with it. Or so I think. Apparently, this subject also entails that I write 1200 word essay in the space of 60 minutes. Which looks fine, but not quite. Especially seeing as I have never written more than 800 words in an hour. Perhaps I will now have to force myself to buck up. Seeing as English is not as easy as I thought it was.
Applicable Maths is basically a continuation of Introductory Calculus, which should be good for as I think that learning more maths would be a good idea and would technically open more career doors for me, should I end up not doing what I want to do now. However, I have a problem. Having never done Intro Calc before in year 11, or in any other year in any other school, I am left, high and dry and completely stranded on the island of Calculus. The next thing I know, I will be attacked by Calculus animals (figures and symbols) found only in the Jungle of Calculus and I will have no Calculus Ranger to help me out. So God save me, I might just die before the end of the year.
Human Biology looks okay. I think. Next year, I will be delving even deeper into the world of Human Biology, learning how genes are inherited, what makes a monkey a monkey, how the body systems are connected and all kinds of other rubbish. Well, not rubbish, but it does look hard I suppose.
Chemistry, my friend and my curse. I like chemistry, I really do, better than physics at any rate. I have never been able to, for the life of me, understand physics. I mean, NOTHING goes at a constant velocity, the experiment will 99% of time ALWAYS FAIL. In chemistry however, something always happens, whether it be an explosion, or a few bubbles going *fizz*. However, the calculations of chemistry are not so easy. Most of the time, it ends up being like physics. A made up thing in order that we better understand each and every particle on this earth.
Political and Legal Studies is by far the least understood of all my subjects. If I thought chemistry was hard, this harder. Especially since I haven’t yet heard one word as to what the political system in Australia is like. *snores* Not to mention, the political system as a whole is actually pretty boring. It’s about how a bunch of fat, old and very prestigious men (and few females) get together to discuss how the country should be run. Well done, I really need a subject for this?
So yeah, all in all, I might just get ready to commit a kamikaze by the end of the year. Not that I really will do it, I am just figuratively discussing my grades.
In addition to THAT stress, I am getting ready to go for my Year 12 Ball, and then after that my Graduation (but one dance at a time first!) and am I currently stressing on the dress, make up, manicure and hairstyle that I want for then. I think the Ball is held in March and is in the city, and I cannot wait for it, despite all the pre-dance stress that I am going through. I can still remember my first prom when my stress was absolutely sky high and I found the dress just 2 days before the prom. So I have decided to just stick to the same shoes, and concentrate on the dress, seeing as I feel that the other things are appropriate. Maybe not the bag, but I’m sure I can always find a place/person to lend me one.The only problem I am facing, per say, is the fact that I am completely lost in Perth and do not know where anything is. Therefore, I am at a loss and am frantically trying to locate about a hundred dress shops in and around Perth City. Go me! I should be known as Wonder Woman for this. And if I find nothing to my satisfaction, then I will go as a nudist. XD Kidding y’all.
So anyhow, should any of you know of a very nice, but cheap dress shop in Perth, please please PLEASE let me know. And yeah. Just let me know. XD
Mishy <3
I was very wrong.
I went, instead to Karrinyup Shopping Centre, which has infinitely better shops than galleria and even Midlands. *phew* I was starting to lose all hope for Australian shopping malls.
After which I came back and am now typing this.
School is officially over for the year, and now is my time to relax, day dream and allow myself the break from the stress and work that I have been committed to for the entire year.
Or maybe not.
For next year, I am taking up:
History
English Literature
Applicable Maths
Human Biology
Chemistry
Political and Legal Studies
I have an incredibly long list of subjects to take. And I suppose that it’s just as well, I should actually begin the revision session.
Allow me to explain what each subject is, as I will presume that not many of you will know the difference between say, English Lit and English 3A3B.
In History next year, I will be doing the Russian Revolution with much gusto, as it will be the last piece of international history I will ever do in school, before moving on to Australian history, which I am already quite sick of, without having even touched it, merely because of the similarity between it and American history. Hopefully, I will keep increasing in marks for history next year, seeing as this years were pretty dismal, for someone who loves history so much.
English Literature is a rather hard, but kind of easy subject too. It entails analysing texts left right and centre, and afterwards, writing essays on the studied texts. I have been doing this in Saints all my life, and therefore feel that I should not actually have too many problems with it. Or so I think. Apparently, this subject also entails that I write 1200 word essay in the space of 60 minutes. Which looks fine, but not quite. Especially seeing as I have never written more than 800 words in an hour. Perhaps I will now have to force myself to buck up. Seeing as English is not as easy as I thought it was.
Applicable Maths is basically a continuation of Introductory Calculus, which should be good for as I think that learning more maths would be a good idea and would technically open more career doors for me, should I end up not doing what I want to do now. However, I have a problem. Having never done Intro Calc before in year 11, or in any other year in any other school, I am left, high and dry and completely stranded on the island of Calculus. The next thing I know, I will be attacked by Calculus animals (figures and symbols) found only in the Jungle of Calculus and I will have no Calculus Ranger to help me out. So God save me, I might just die before the end of the year.
Human Biology looks okay. I think. Next year, I will be delving even deeper into the world of Human Biology, learning how genes are inherited, what makes a monkey a monkey, how the body systems are connected and all kinds of other rubbish. Well, not rubbish, but it does look hard I suppose.
Chemistry, my friend and my curse. I like chemistry, I really do, better than physics at any rate. I have never been able to, for the life of me, understand physics. I mean, NOTHING goes at a constant velocity, the experiment will 99% of time ALWAYS FAIL. In chemistry however, something always happens, whether it be an explosion, or a few bubbles going *fizz*. However, the calculations of chemistry are not so easy. Most of the time, it ends up being like physics. A made up thing in order that we better understand each and every particle on this earth.
Political and Legal Studies is by far the least understood of all my subjects. If I thought chemistry was hard, this harder. Especially since I haven’t yet heard one word as to what the political system in Australia is like. *snores* Not to mention, the political system as a whole is actually pretty boring. It’s about how a bunch of fat, old and very prestigious men (and few females) get together to discuss how the country should be run. Well done, I really need a subject for this?
So yeah, all in all, I might just get ready to commit a kamikaze by the end of the year. Not that I really will do it, I am just figuratively discussing my grades.
In addition to THAT stress, I am getting ready to go for my Year 12 Ball, and then after that my Graduation (but one dance at a time first!) and am I currently stressing on the dress, make up, manicure and hairstyle that I want for then. I think the Ball is held in March and is in the city, and I cannot wait for it, despite all the pre-dance stress that I am going through. I can still remember my first prom when my stress was absolutely sky high and I found the dress just 2 days before the prom. So I have decided to just stick to the same shoes, and concentrate on the dress, seeing as I feel that the other things are appropriate. Maybe not the bag, but I’m sure I can always find a place/person to lend me one.The only problem I am facing, per say, is the fact that I am completely lost in Perth and do not know where anything is. Therefore, I am at a loss and am frantically trying to locate about a hundred dress shops in and around Perth City. Go me! I should be known as Wonder Woman for this. And if I find nothing to my satisfaction, then I will go as a nudist. XD Kidding y’all.
So anyhow, should any of you know of a very nice, but cheap dress shop in Perth, please please PLEASE let me know. And yeah. Just let me know. XD
Mishy <3
Saturday 8 December 2007
Food For Thought: December Issue [Hopefully there will be more or you'll think that I only have one thought each month!]
A development planner strolling on the shores of the public lake in a developing community met a fisherman stretched out happily in the sun.
Planner: Why are you not out on the lake fishing?
Fisherman: I caught a big haul yesterday. It brought me enough in sales to last me three days. Why should I fish today?
Planner: Because if you fish today, you can have more money than you have today.
Fisherman: That is true. But why should I have more money than I have today?
Planner: Because with more money you can buy a large mechanised fishing boat.
Fisherman: That is true. But why should I have a large mechanised fishing boat?
Planner: Because with it, you can catch ten times more fish and have ten times more money.
Fisherman: That is true. But why should I catch ten times more fish and have ten times more money?
Planner: Because with that money you can build yourself a large palatial house and a swimming pool.
Fisherman: That is true, but why should I have a large palatial house and a swimming pool?
Planner: Because you can enjoy life and lie in the sun all day.
Fisherman: That is true. But is that not what I am doing now?
10 points for you if you can correctly guess where I got that from?
Y’know, it make me wonder sometimes, just how we got to this stage when we have people like this who can fully appreciate life as it comes by and not just think of the swimming pool and large house at the end.
Of course, my parents would tell me that the large palatial house is better than lounging around now, but it comes down to the same concept. Our concepts and wants are so basic it’s laughable. Why did the planner want him to work hard? In the end, it just boiled down to wanting to have a good rest and a lounge. Which was what the fisherman was doing anyway. If not for the goal of a large palatial house and swimming pool, we could all probably just do the same thing. And with less harm to the environment and those around us too! Just think of the side effects of you wanting to get that house and pool. First you’d have to work yourself to the bone fishing. Stress factor number 1. No time spent with family, no rest time, no social life, nothing. Then once you did manage to get that mechanised fishing boat (possibly after a long and hefty divorce settlement, much paying of bail of the children due to lack of interest in the family and many trips to the doctor for stress medication) you’d begin contributing to the problem of over-fishing, and of destroying the delicate balance of the oceanic ecosystem.
And finally, once you gained yourself that large palatial house and swimming pool, you’re back to where you originally would’ve been. Resting, lounging around, and possibly with half the amount of happiness if you’d resorted your priorities earlier on.
Yeah, sound like a scene from ‘Switch’ the movie, doesn’t it?
Still, I’ve gained an important moral from this story: next time I’ve worked hard, rest. I’d better share this story with my Chemistry teacher then…XD
And yeah, I got it out of the back of my history textbook. Go figure, now you know what we do in history…=S
Mishy <3
Planner: Why are you not out on the lake fishing?
Fisherman: I caught a big haul yesterday. It brought me enough in sales to last me three days. Why should I fish today?
Planner: Because if you fish today, you can have more money than you have today.
Fisherman: That is true. But why should I have more money than I have today?
Planner: Because with more money you can buy a large mechanised fishing boat.
Fisherman: That is true. But why should I have a large mechanised fishing boat?
Planner: Because with it, you can catch ten times more fish and have ten times more money.
Fisherman: That is true. But why should I catch ten times more fish and have ten times more money?
Planner: Because with that money you can build yourself a large palatial house and a swimming pool.
Fisherman: That is true, but why should I have a large palatial house and a swimming pool?
Planner: Because you can enjoy life and lie in the sun all day.
Fisherman: That is true. But is that not what I am doing now?
10 points for you if you can correctly guess where I got that from?
Y’know, it make me wonder sometimes, just how we got to this stage when we have people like this who can fully appreciate life as it comes by and not just think of the swimming pool and large house at the end.
Of course, my parents would tell me that the large palatial house is better than lounging around now, but it comes down to the same concept. Our concepts and wants are so basic it’s laughable. Why did the planner want him to work hard? In the end, it just boiled down to wanting to have a good rest and a lounge. Which was what the fisherman was doing anyway. If not for the goal of a large palatial house and swimming pool, we could all probably just do the same thing. And with less harm to the environment and those around us too! Just think of the side effects of you wanting to get that house and pool. First you’d have to work yourself to the bone fishing. Stress factor number 1. No time spent with family, no rest time, no social life, nothing. Then once you did manage to get that mechanised fishing boat (possibly after a long and hefty divorce settlement, much paying of bail of the children due to lack of interest in the family and many trips to the doctor for stress medication) you’d begin contributing to the problem of over-fishing, and of destroying the delicate balance of the oceanic ecosystem.
And finally, once you gained yourself that large palatial house and swimming pool, you’re back to where you originally would’ve been. Resting, lounging around, and possibly with half the amount of happiness if you’d resorted your priorities earlier on.
Yeah, sound like a scene from ‘Switch’ the movie, doesn’t it?
Still, I’ve gained an important moral from this story: next time I’ve worked hard, rest. I’d better share this story with my Chemistry teacher then…XD
And yeah, I got it out of the back of my history textbook. Go figure, now you know what we do in history…=S
Mishy <3
Thursday 6 December 2007
First Aussie Blog!
My first blog in a long time. Whoopee-dee!
Yes guys, I am incredibly sorry about my MIA-ness, but I have been incredibly busy and have not been able to blog. This has also been aided by the fact that until Wednesday, I did not actually have an internet with which I could log onto and use to blog. But now that I have my own connection, I am back again!
Many things have changed since the last time. I no longer reside in South Africa (oh beautiful place, how I miss you, I wish I could go back for holidays and stuff, no matter how horrible Jets and Ackermans are XD) Instead, I now live in Western Australia, Perth; a quaint, but incredibly large state that can be confused for a very quiet country. Which is a very polite way of saying there is absolutely nothing to do here, I must admit. Especially if, like me, you are sick and tired of the oversized glory that is the beach and want to see snow instead. And I must warn you now, that really IS all there is to do here. The city is not something I can gladly be proud of. (well, after Malaysia, I suppose not) Although that is pretty much the biggest entertainment centre one can have in a place like Western Australia.
Political-wise, we have entered an era of new leadership under Kevin Rudd, who isn’t too bad, I suppose, he has yet to actually do something to anger me, seeing as he only took over like last week. Besides which, he’s actually bringing back the Aussie soldiers from Iraq, so that’s a plus point for him. He’s also promised each student in the country that we’re going to get our own computers. One computer; one student. Now whether I’m actually going to get it before I leave school NEXT YEAR remains to be seen.
I currently go to Morley Senior High School. It is a public school and is currently giving me the biggest headache of my entire school career. Not that it’s bad or anything, but I don’t like many of the students who have zip zilch zero respect for teachers and everyone else. Some are alright, and I am pretty friendly with those who I am constantly seeing around me everyday (because they actually HAVE respect) but I am increasingly horrified by the lack of respect shown by many of the younger students and how they can just start fights like it’s nothing. Some year 10s actually attempted to start a fight with the guys in my year and, being there, I can assure you it was scary enough just speculating. Thankfully the guys in MY year had sense enough to say no, and I am perfectly happy that I am in the year that I am now. Even IF I am now one of the oldest instead of one of the youngest…XD I am a nenek!
The subjects I am currently taking are:
English 2A2B
Foundations of Maths
Chemistry
Human Biology
History
Political and Legal Studies
That is for year 11. And I am done with year 11. So technically, I’m not taking them anymore…XD
NEXT year, I am taking:
English Literature
Applicable Maths
Chemistry
Human Biology
History
Political and Legal Studies
The teachers and my headmistress assure me that there are differences in the subjects such as English 1A1B and 2A2B, although I have yet to actually see and understand these differences. Same goes for Discrete and Applicable Maths. Apparently Applicable Maths is a year 12 subject which is a continuation of Introductory Calculus in year 11. I only hope I can actually do it in year 12 because otherwise my life is very screwed, as I have not even TOUCHED calculus in any maths class before.
The uniform is one that will be a pretty familiar sight to us in South Africa (Jo-burgers!) and who know Crawford College, LOL. Well, similar, not the same. We have no blazer, that’s for sure. The uniform can be navy blue or white, so long as the shirt has the school badge on it and anything can be worn, long pants, shorts, skirts etc, so long as the boys don’t attend in drag and it’s not jeans. Shoes must cover al of the feet and that’s it. Any hairstyle can be worn, any amount of piercing may be shown and readily flaunted, so long as the earrings going through them are not hoops or extra long dangling ones. Make up can be worn, and some of the girls use more make up than the teachers do. Or so I believe.
So voila! Thus is the uniform at Morley Senior High.
That's all for now folks! More soon, (and hopefully more pictures!)
Mishy <3
Yes guys, I am incredibly sorry about my MIA-ness, but I have been incredibly busy and have not been able to blog. This has also been aided by the fact that until Wednesday, I did not actually have an internet with which I could log onto and use to blog. But now that I have my own connection, I am back again!
Many things have changed since the last time. I no longer reside in South Africa (oh beautiful place, how I miss you, I wish I could go back for holidays and stuff, no matter how horrible Jets and Ackermans are XD) Instead, I now live in Western Australia, Perth; a quaint, but incredibly large state that can be confused for a very quiet country. Which is a very polite way of saying there is absolutely nothing to do here, I must admit. Especially if, like me, you are sick and tired of the oversized glory that is the beach and want to see snow instead. And I must warn you now, that really IS all there is to do here. The city is not something I can gladly be proud of. (well, after Malaysia, I suppose not) Although that is pretty much the biggest entertainment centre one can have in a place like Western Australia.
Political-wise, we have entered an era of new leadership under Kevin Rudd, who isn’t too bad, I suppose, he has yet to actually do something to anger me, seeing as he only took over like last week. Besides which, he’s actually bringing back the Aussie soldiers from Iraq, so that’s a plus point for him. He’s also promised each student in the country that we’re going to get our own computers. One computer; one student. Now whether I’m actually going to get it before I leave school NEXT YEAR remains to be seen.
I currently go to Morley Senior High School. It is a public school and is currently giving me the biggest headache of my entire school career. Not that it’s bad or anything, but I don’t like many of the students who have zip zilch zero respect for teachers and everyone else. Some are alright, and I am pretty friendly with those who I am constantly seeing around me everyday (because they actually HAVE respect) but I am increasingly horrified by the lack of respect shown by many of the younger students and how they can just start fights like it’s nothing. Some year 10s actually attempted to start a fight with the guys in my year and, being there, I can assure you it was scary enough just speculating. Thankfully the guys in MY year had sense enough to say no, and I am perfectly happy that I am in the year that I am now. Even IF I am now one of the oldest instead of one of the youngest…XD I am a nenek!
The subjects I am currently taking are:
English 2A2B
Foundations of Maths
Chemistry
Human Biology
History
Political and Legal Studies
That is for year 11. And I am done with year 11. So technically, I’m not taking them anymore…XD
NEXT year, I am taking:
English Literature
Applicable Maths
Chemistry
Human Biology
History
Political and Legal Studies
The teachers and my headmistress assure me that there are differences in the subjects such as English 1A1B and 2A2B, although I have yet to actually see and understand these differences. Same goes for Discrete and Applicable Maths. Apparently Applicable Maths is a year 12 subject which is a continuation of Introductory Calculus in year 11. I only hope I can actually do it in year 12 because otherwise my life is very screwed, as I have not even TOUCHED calculus in any maths class before.
The uniform is one that will be a pretty familiar sight to us in South Africa (Jo-burgers!) and who know Crawford College, LOL. Well, similar, not the same. We have no blazer, that’s for sure. The uniform can be navy blue or white, so long as the shirt has the school badge on it and anything can be worn, long pants, shorts, skirts etc, so long as the boys don’t attend in drag and it’s not jeans. Shoes must cover al of the feet and that’s it. Any hairstyle can be worn, any amount of piercing may be shown and readily flaunted, so long as the earrings going through them are not hoops or extra long dangling ones. Make up can be worn, and some of the girls use more make up than the teachers do. Or so I believe.
So voila! Thus is the uniform at Morley Senior High.
That's all for now folks! More soon, (and hopefully more pictures!)
Mishy <3
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