Waiting for My Chance to Come – Noah and the Whale
Yeah, I know, its been ages. I could pin it down to being really busy – because that is not a lie – but I could also pin it down to coming to most Sunday nights and just not being in the mood (even as I was in the middle of this I got distracted by charlieissocoollike). So I guess I’ll summarise my past 3 weeks in a bunch of dot points.
- Had a lot of exams. I have completed all assessments for Art (I came first in the year), Software Design (including a major work) and maths, which is pretty big. Next up trials and then final exams and then out of high school.
- One more assessment left for this term. Holidays are in two weeks.
- Visited the Rose Seidler House for art on the 7th. Its basically a modernist house designed in 1948 and preserved in 1950′s modernism (current art case study).
- My friend Lilli’s 18th was on the 11th. Kind of a weird party, a bit like being back in year 9 because all the ‘old’ friends I don’t really talk to any more were there. But it was alright.
- A lot of time spent lately with my two old friends Tiffany and Sophia.
- Father and brother went to Taiwan the other week for a business thing, brought me back some stuff, including a beautiful watch and some industrial boots that – whenever I find time – I’ll modify with studs and stuff.
- Dyed my hair impulsively last week. I don’t believe that photo does the colour justice; it was intended to be a royal blonde kind of colour, though now its more caramel – my hair cannot be anything other than ginger, its official.
Naturally so much more has been going on, but its a bit… unnecessary to blog about. I think things’ll be ok though. Final year is stressful and its kind of building up and my body has been taking it out on me a bit but yeah. Something cool will happen soon, though, I hope. And if, in the miraculous chance, anything does happen, I’ll try to blog about it on time.
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We started visiting the snow on Monday. It took a bus & two trains to get to the snow, those daily rides nearly killed me. Our boarding instructor was the best, Tom. Think stereotypical surfie dude with dreadlocks and blonde hair and lanky and stuff. Trust I get out to the snow and my goggles break, so I had to wear his. Snow boarding is difficult as hell, by the way. They say you’ll spend a lot of time on your arse but in the long run you’ll choose to because standing up is like death. By the end of the first day my hips/tailbone were so sore it wasn’t fair. The first day was a blizzard too, so after our lessons we didn’t go much, just chilled in the ridiculously overpriced coffee shop. After our time at the snow was over, we had free time in which Stella, Stacey, Maddie and I hung out with a few of the boys playing poker and chilling out with music (one kid, Michael, had a perfect music taste). That night was also the start of the ‘night activities’ the camp people set up to entertain us. We had to run a mini-market kind of thing and work at “stalls” (Stace, Mads, Stell, and two guys called Hugh and AJ and I were all working on the “secret messages” postal service lmao) which was kind of rubbish but fun for getting to know people.
The next day, Tuesday, was the best conditions on the snow. Struggled with my boarding again but I don’t think I’ll ever be a pro boarder so its cool. Did a few runs which was good enough. Chilled out in the snow with Stacey, Maddie and Chrystal again after, made snow boobies and angles and things. So much fun. That night was also “movie night” – they played Zoolander which was pretty alright. Wednesday again with the snow, blizzard. Only did half the lesson cos the conditions were so bad. It was a pretty crappy day weather wise anyway, and because by then our teachers decided that you couldn’t hang out in common rooms of other peoples, we were pushed out into the BBQ area of a sports field – it was freezing. Wednesday night there was a trivia night. In a group with Stacey, Maddie, Hugh, AJ, Stella, Max, Jess and Patricia, we came third I think. There were challenges mixed in too, I got to participate in a lovely fashion parade of superhero nature. Lamest thing.
Thursday, the last full day. Even worse conditions in the snow, I didn’t even go to my lesson, just chilled out in the coffee shop with a bunch of injured people (Maddy, Amy, Jack, AJ (you should see this kid’s face, looks like he was mauled by a bear), Jay) and waiting for everyone else to come back up. Being the lovely social people we were we spent a lot of time just adding everyone on facebook, lmao. That afternoon was spent saying goodbye to Stacey (she had to leave a day early), returning boards and stuff, and having the boys hide in our rooms (we were not hanging out in the rain again). The night activity, a disco. The lamest thing the world ever graced. Bush dances, macarena… you had it all. I spent a lot of the night doing my own thing, which naturally resulted in a lot of people making sure I could stand (my shoes broke, my boots… the heal ripped off… and trying to rave on your own with broken boots isn’t something I should have attempted). But it was still fun and kind of bad because it meant the camp was ending.
