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Stolen – Dashboard Confessional

The past week has been so crazy. ASOS things that I ordered a month ago [finally] arrived (they’re so lovely; black maxi skirt, sweatshirt dress, grey jersey maxi dress, grey t-shirt & waist belt), received my school report which was (mostly) really good, had a lot of drama but the week’s over, I guess. Saturday I saw Wild Target with Dillan (I really enjoyed it, mainly because Rupert really does stand out as an actor in this film, but I guess I’ll review it soon), then bought Harry Potter Film Wizardry as part of my birthday gift (next month) which is actually amazing. I’ve been doing heaps of course work today, mainly on Aboriginal Art which could be more interesting, but what can you do? From now on there isn’t a week where I don’t have an assessment task until the end of the school year (17th December… so far away!) which is rather scary but that’s what you get for the last year of high school.

Ah well, at least Deathly Hallows is out this week! It really feels sudden in comparison to the massive wait for Half Blood Prince but BOY am I excited. Re-reading the book, too. Good move on my part. Can’t wait!

Man Overboard – Blink 182

Boring week gets photo post. I might do these more often soon. The past week has just been a standard mix of school, seeing Dillan and seeing small art exhibitions with my class. Saturday I was meant to see some friends that I haven’t for a few years, but cos it was so rainy, we rescheduled to next Sunday. Today (Sunday) Mum took me to buy a new school bag, wallet and some other things (amazing lipstick, I’ll show soon enough !). Still, life is busy and goes on.

I am currently in the midst of getting organised for school tomorrow. This is so depressing.

This last week of holidays has been pretty eventful, if I say so myself. Tuesday I went over to Dillan’s, we watched The Book Of Eli (which I loved – apocalypse’s will ALWAYS be a spot for me – hence my obsession with Chernobyl) and From Paris With Love (entertaining, LOVE JRM, lame ending), then chilled in the mall for a bit where we managed to see a lot of people from Dillan’s school (then again you always see someone up at the mall, regardless of how ‘uncool’ it is to be spotted there [this is the 'lame' mall, but its a block away from mine so we're always there]).

Wednesday was shocking. Met up with Emma, Maddie, Stacey and Stella, decided we’d be going to the beach but it was terrible weather so we were kind of inclined not to go, but went to the area anyway. Get there, it starts raining. Typical, huh? So we went to McDonalds for a bit, and once we were done went out again. Sky had cleared up, perfect weather. So we get to the beach, set up camp. I’d been feeling pretty shitty all day due to my female anatomy, but all of a sudden I became really dehydrated & sun-stroke-y & basically wanted to die. Decided to try get a drink, nearly faint on the way there. So had to get my Dad to pick me up, but long story short, no beaches for me for a while. And honestly, I’m perfectly fine with that.

Thursday was spent doing some form of ‘Best-of-Harry-Potter-thon’ with Dillan (didn’t feel like doing much, so just chilling at his with some good films was nice). Its still really bizarre how into Potter Dillan has been these past few weeks, but its pretttty sweet lmao. Friday was a really awesome day. Met up with Yasmin, Maddie and Stacey, went to the city. Met with AJ (Hugh was meant to come but ditched). Went back to the suburbs, found a pretty sweet coffee shop which we sat in for what seemed like ages. Then decided to sit in a park for a while, before going a few suburbs away for dinner. Chilled in a park that night, really sweet. It was a really relaxed way to spend the afternoon/night, with some of the greatest people. Shame Dillan had work, though. Got to see him Saturday, though, haha.

Spent Saturday in the city, bought Iron Man 2 & a few DVD’s for the family, as well as a few text books for school, and Graphic Design for Fashion (left) which I’ve read parts of but adore on instinct. I absolutely love graphic design texts, they’re always full of incredible inspiration, and this is essentially my two loves in one (design + fashion. Hopefully my future). But yeah, after all that Dillan came back to mine for dinner, which was nice. The mini-rivalry between him and my brother entertains me to no end (Dillan plays xbox, Jeremy plays PS3. Gamers and their rivalries… I tell you).

Sunday has been spent getting ready for school, & working (designing packaging, so actually mildly enjoyable work, as much as work sucks). I keep hearing everyone being all morbid over the fact that tomorrow we start the last year of high school, but really I don’t feel it. Its not that big of a deal, there is STILL a year to go. I don’t know, everything seems “serious” now, though for the past 2 years things have been rather “serious” and I have been rather numb to that (not in a bad way, I’ve gotten reasonably good marks). I guess now, before everything starts, people will freak out, but it’ll calm down. But I will work hard this year and I will make an effort (not to say I haven’t been doing so already), I will just do so in a calm and collected manner.

Anyway, got to get going. Wish me luck for school, I’m going to die – most likely from a bizarre sleeping pattern than anything.

I think I may be getting sick. Blame Dillan. Swine.

I have my preliminary examinations starting in a week and a half. I am stressed more than anyone could actually anticipate. I guess cos they’re essentially yearlies (year 11 only goes for 3 terms, by October I’ll be in year 12), they’re SO overwhelming. But I’m working, I spent a lot of the weekend making notes (namely for art, English and Software Design) and stuff. I don’t know, right now I can’t bring myself to study. Mainly cos my feet absolutely kill and make me want to chop them off.

I haven’t really talked about this before, because its not really my place to, but a friend of mine (Naomi) has gone through a really stressful month, and, for family reasons, yesterday she moved to Spain (to live). I don’t really see her a lot anymore (after switching groups) but she’s still a good friend so on Friday, the night before she left, her friends organized a going away party for her, which I obviously attended. Dillan managed to come along this time too, which was really great. The night was nice, if not a little awkward. I mean, it wasn’t like a party because it was a farewell, but because Naomi’s friends are all so different, there was a lot of grouping off which didn’t leave good impressions, especially since Dillan & I couldn’t really find people to stick with. But I guess it was ok too because we both had incredibly bad headaches (well that’s the scale of mine at any rate). But other than that it was a really nice night to say goodbye to her, I can’t imagine starting a new life at 17 in another country (especially since she can’t speak Spanish). I’ll miss her.

I seriously hate me so much. Whenever it is exam time, I get the most creatively inspired. I can never get this inspired other times, and I have no way to channel this because I need to study. Ahhhh.

Anyway, big talk recently with Social. Yeah this time I’m just giving in and going, not trying to avoid it because I know in the end I won’t, and if I do I’ll regret it. Mum let me buy my dress online again, soon this beauty will be mine. Just need shoes (which is proving to be a problem because I find any heel under 3″ awkward, yet if I wore proper heels, I’ll be taller than Dillan. Dilemma.). Yeah, as you can see all the studying I need to do isn’t really getting done.

It has been so long since I’ve run out of things to blog about but this week seriously… I mean, its not for a lack of things going on, just, y’know how there are things you don’t want to mention online? Yeah, its all that. Although, amongst all the drama, I did discover a little hidden Asian grocery store (discover is the wrong word, cos I always knew it was there, just not what was in it haha) that sells this amazing blueberry flavoured iced tea. It actually makes my life complete. So yes. That is my cool story.

You know what, I’m just going to end this because I don’t feel like talking about anything else.

Actually, I don’t know if I ever mentioned but I’m going to Soundwave 2011! I don’t think any human can comprehend how excited that makes me, because motherfucking BAYSIDE are playing. Anyone who knows me will know they are my deadset favourite band. I’m going with my friend Jess (y’know, the one who lives 2 hours away) and her friends, and most probably Dillan. Its going to be so great, I’m so excited!

Ok NOW I don’t have anything to talk about.

So I’m talking to Dillan about social networking, and turns out I have accounts on 10 sites. He says I’m going to be kidnapped. I say I need to sort out my life, lmao.

This week has been really really depressing. Started with finding out that my grandfather has bowel cancer, then continued with a lot of rain. And a lot of walking in said rain. So getting very wet. And an extraordinary amount of coffee – though that’s not depressing. But you know those weeks that just basically suck and you can’t shift yourself and just end up all emo? Yep, that’s me this week.

But I guess its all good, cos Saturday was such a good day. Met up with Dillan (oh and I’ve never really shown you guys what he looks like, have I? BEHOLD! of half his face), went to the city. Nommed on Red Vines (and coffee). Chilled in DVD shops for hours (legitimately hours, lmao. Sad thing is, we didn’t even buy anything. Honestly, what the hell…). Then I really needed to buy some stuff for that night, because Camilla was having a party and I wear the same thing all the time. So my parents gave me money, and I managed to buy a really nice black dress and killer shoes (curious? lookbook. And a better look at the shoes here – yes I’m quite proud of them. Got them half price, how couldn’t I be?!). By the time I’d done all that, though, there wasn’t much time left so we just went back to another food court and chilled. Honestly, the amount of time that I spend in the food court in the mall up the road is insane, I’m there more often than I’m in my own dinning room, and that is no exaggeration. But yeah, I’m lame and love that kind of thing. Anyway, after I said goodbye to him, I had Camilla’s dinner party kind of thing. Lots of girls, lots of Spanish music (Camilla’s an Argentinean, so). Its actually quite amazing that I managed to boogie (yes, boogie) in my heels. But yes, it was very calm, very obtuse conversations were made. I got a lot of compliments, too. I don’t know how to handle compliments usually, so it was a bit… yeah. But yes.

Yeah, I really fail at blogging today. See, we have this speech due next week for English and I’ve been working and working on it. Its about protest literature, and I’m doing This Is England (cos it protests against the British National Front and all), so I’m half working on that, and half doing blog things… multitasking is my death sometimes.

There is seriously not much else for me to talk about, really. I guess cos I’m constantly torn over the kind of blog I want to run, I want to blog more like people like Shelley Mulshine, but I’m not that kind of person to constantly take photos and I’m actually not all that interesting (in case you can’t tell). So BLAH. Besides, the kind of things that are always on my mind aren’t always the kind of things I’m comfortable writing about.

Speaking of discomfort, this year people are organising a “social”. Think Homecoming dance, but after exams. Its like last years Formal, but less dressy, and on a boat. I was NOT keen on going to Formal last year, but went last minute, so I have a feeling a similar thing will occur here. I’m not all that keen on actually being there, but I mean, I want a dress (cos basically, in the end that’s why I went last year. And I was this dress A LOT). And I think there’s this level of expectation that I’ll come to this cos I would have a date. There’s this assumption that girls with boyfriends just go to these things, just to show off their man. And I mean, its nothing against Dillan, but living to standards like that just don’t seem worth it. I don’t know, these kind of things will be the death of me. School dances and proms and all that just aren’t my thing.

Whatever, I need to work on this speech. And work on fixing my bruises; I have about 14 in various places on my body. I don’t know how I’ve achieved this…