School: Monday 25th

It suddenly struck me, on Saturday that school was starting soon. It also struck me today that I hadn't written anything for a week. I'm sorry about anyone who was looking for something to read and found the same boring blab I typed up a week ago.

Anyhow. I realised that school was starting in less than a week when I bashed into Ning at officeworks while shopping for cheap, back-to-school exercise books. To be honest, I didn't know if to feel disappointed and have the "Shit, holidays have gone so fast." attitude or the "Six more days to school starts!" attitude, as seen plentifully this time of the year on facebook walls (although the latter are most commonly by to-be year 7's (yeah you start to notice these things when you don't have much of a life)). Instead, I obediently stashed up on too many exercise books and remained nonchalant.

Movies Movies Movies: Monday 18th

To fill out the outrageously long spaces of spare time in the holidays, I have recently found the perfect solution: movies. It started yesterday, when after dinner I watched Gentlemen Prefer Blondes with my brother. We then moved on to Lord of the Rings: The Fellowship of the Ring, after I rushed out of my 3 minute shower. We were planning to finish the 3hr movie by 11:30pm but the DVD managed to, very rudely, stop working forcing us to wait another hour.

So far today, we've watched Grease and planning to watch the second Lord of the Rings movie

soon.

I like the idea of watching movie after movie to fill up time. After every movie, I feel an uncanny pleasure in knowing that I have gained the privilege to say that i've watched the movie.

Catchup: Friday 15th

I went to the city today to get my new contact lens. My dad took a day off work to take us there and we ate at a nice Yum Cha place for lunch. I must've ate too much because my stomach was eating me up from the inside, although I suspect it was from the "little" deep fried eggy fish that made my stomach go ballistic.

I tried playing modern warfare 2 a few days ago, as my brother insisted. It was so confusing at first and I kept screaming and getting brief panic attacks. I kept thinking that this was a guy game for a reason but it eventually became fun sniping people's heads off and running around like a retard. It was comforting to know though, that unlike most guys I wasn't hooked and just found the game temporary entertainment. Phew. I'm still female.

On that relieving note,

The Word of the Day is krip

(v) 1.to chat or gossip during inappropriate or important periods of time

krapped, krapping

Pearl was silenced for krapping in the maths test.

ChickenPox: Monday 11th

As some of you may already know, i've caught chickenpox. This is strange because i've gotten a vaccine for it recently. It feels like crap and the lotion I use leaves great ugly white patches when it dries. I think of them like marks of my disease. A warning for everyone to stay away from me.

You see, chickenpox is highly contagious so the doctor told me to isolate myself until the blisters turn black. He also told me to stay away from pregnant women. I mean, how bad does that sound. Its like i'm some psychopathic murderer who has to be isolated in a padded white room with a straight jacket so that I can't kill myself nor escape and fulfill my demented urges to kill innocent women and their unborn babies.

That may be a teeny exaggeration but you get my drift.

Build-Ups: Saturday 9th

Before I go on with this post, for the few pitiful creatures who actually follow this page of non-happiness and torturous rants, i've decided to only post when there is something to post about. As the more unfortunate around us would understand, the holidays are too long for something interesting to happen on a daily basis. I also believe that the 18 episodes of Big Bang Theory and 3 Seasons of House and Dexter cannot watch themselves while i'm busy blogging about nothing happening that day.

So, back to the blog.

Early in the morning today (by my holiday standards), I starved myself at breakfast in front of my determined mum. We were going to an all-you-can-eat buffet for lunch and I had to go with an empty stomach to, of course, get the full value for my "under twelve years" fee. (By the way, I was going with my two family friends and my brother).

After we found it hard to get up without the contents of our stomach also threatening to get up, the parents thought it would be a nice idea to go swimming straight afterwards.

At the swimming centre, we started up a game of build-ups.

Oh dear.

As per usual, I was the least fit and most clumsy person in the game. My bad luck in "21 is in" as well as the most vision-impaired individual didn't help either.

As a result I found myself not finding a single person for, no kidding, half an hour. Eventually I snuck up on my also half-blind brother but was, surprise suprise, outrun; despite the element of surprise. Forty minutes into my self-demoralising failures, I tried to forfeit. But somehow I looked like I was waving, and threatened by the "enemy" they didn't look much longer. Eventually I decided to remain still after sighting them and eventually succeeded in forfeit. Thats right: I suck so much at build-ups I can't even lose without trying for 20 minutes.

It sucks being me.

Thanks for reading.

"Short" Summary: Tuesday 5th

So i'm back from New Zealand. It was pretty great despite the tedious car trips which took place almost everyday. These were long periods of being told off for being noisy but failing to sleep and when success is on its way there is a convenient bump on the road to wake you up. In total we travelled approximately 4000km in the squishy van over the ten days.

To tell the truth, it was only fun because of the 15 other family and friends who travelled with us. But either way, I still had fun. I'd say the highlights were:

Rafting- Helena got flung out of the raft during a huge rapid and was too shocked to go on the 5m free-fall from a waterfall

Cherry Picking- Everyone went mad and ate over half a kilo at the farm each. The parents swore they wouldn't eat a cherry in three years while stuffing themselves full with the bloody tasty fruit.

Bungee Jumping- Going there and being let down. Apparently I might die of shock halfway.