Now if you need me, I'll be in the fridge. Seriously, everyday I've been taking 2-3 showers in freezing cold water and, get this, the water isn't cold enough! I woke up feeling sick because I'd dehydrated overnight. Note to self: Drink water as soon as you wake up.

Been keeping Northern Queensland in my thoughts as Yasi bears down. I can't imagine what those people must be going through. The only thing Sydney ever gets are bushfires or hail, and that's nothing compared with other cities/states.

Keep it cool, people. I know I'll be trying to.

In between going out with friends, making more plans to go out with friends, and hanging with the family, I haven't been able to post the exciting news that I got accepted into the University of New South Wales.

I couldn't believe that I made it into the Bachelor of Media (Screen and Sound). If you had compared my ATAR with last year's cut off mark, there was no way I could've made it in, but I left it as my top preference for shits and giggles anyway. And I made it! I was so happy, I just sat there stunned before yelling happily and waving my arms around like a maniac. I think my neighbours heard me.

The furor died down when I realised UNSW lets you enrol online, as well as make your own timetable. This would actually be pretty convenient, if it wasn't for the fact that the system is the opposite of what you would call user-friendly. I had several heart attacks thinking I'd lost my place in a class, as well as headaches from trying to juggle all the classes in a way that they wouldn't clash. In the end, I managed to snag myself a three-day timetable.

So much to do, and so little time. Hope you guys have been having a good break, and I apologise for not catching up. It's been a hectic 2 weeks.

It's just really heart-breaking, what's happening to the north. Everyday, nearly every hour, you see images of the floods, and you hear stories of people like Jordan Rice, who sacrificed himself to save his 10yr old brother. Then there's the flooding at the border in NSW, the flooding in Victoria, and the bushfires in Western Australia. Homes and crops have been destroyed, and it will take months, if not years to recover.

If you can, please donate to Flood Relief Appeal and the RSPCA.

LiveJournal users are also getting behind this cause. waltzmatildah is hosting a fic fundraiser auction. owemebreakfast is hosting a media fundraiser in the vein of help_haiti. help_queensland has also just been established and will hopefully be up soon.

I didn't fail my HSC, OK? You could've hired the best maths tutor in the world, and I still would've failed maths; you know why? I hated it and I hated that you thought it was important. I utterly despised maths. Loathed the bloody subject. Whether you like it or not, you wasted your money and it's not my fault because I warned you, but you didn't listen - you never listen.

I'm not going to feel guilty over how I disappointed you, not when you're telling me that it's OK I didn't want to become a doctor and then going behind my back and bitching to my sisters about how I didn't study enough and how I gamed too much. You don't even have the courage to say it to my face. All you can ask is, am I sure I'll make it into uni? After being asked that question 3 times, I'm no longer going to answer you. I'm going to go to uni, and never speak to you about it again.

You told us that in Asian culture, 10 daughters weren't worth 1 son. Our uncle laughed at you for giving birth to 3 girls, as opposed to his 2 boys. You wanted to show him that we were better. And you know what? I'm going to do that my own way, not by being a doctor that earns thousands of dollars a year, but by doing what I love and being good at it.

I'm sorry I didn't want to be a fucking doctor. I'm sorry I couldn't give two shits about maths. I'm sorry you didn't get to prove to my prick of an uncle that you were able to raise 3 doctors/lawyers/scientists. I'm sorry that you don't realise that I did my bloody best and that I'm still not good enough for you. Most of all, I'm sorry I don't have the courage to show you this post.

P.S. I improved on my maths result by 20%, but it still wasn't enough. If it wasn't for that low maths score, I would have scored a much higher ATAR, a respectable ATAR. But I don't regret it, because I know I did my best. If my mum can't accept that, then there's no convincing her that I'll make something of my life.

Fish and chips on the beach, with fireworks over the water and further by the Bridge - brilliant start to the end of the year.

Midnight fireworks were brilliant this year! They really outdid themselves, and good on 'em, 'cause last year's sucked, I have to say. Everything was way more colourful, and they really used the Bridge to great effect, especially the ending where it looked like liquid fireworks were pouring out of the bottom, and massive fireworks were shooting out from the top and sides.

I'm kinda shocked and saddened that 2010 came to an end so quickly. It was a momentous year, a year I'd been waiting for for a long time. It's been a shit year, and hell, it's been a shit decade, but to finally see it come to an end...I feel like I'm getting old. And I'm not even in uni yet!

Anyway, hope this year's better than the last. Happy New Year!

I'll say this: I got a good enough ATAR to make it into any of the unis I put down.
Hint: Don't read too much into the above statement.

I've been told of a few places where I might be able to find work, so I'm going to be trying for that soon. In other news, I've nearly got enough hours to get my P's!

Going to recount my experiences with the HSC so I can get it completely out of my system.

( Oh, the belonging...Collapse )

So now I'm getting ready for formal and all. Been busy buying everything I need, and getting appointments set up. I personally thought there was no need for a hairstylist and all, but my mum insisted. Then I've got my uncle's wedding to look forward to in December.

Sadly, I never got the chance to go to London, as Hamlet was never transferred. On the bright side, I now have money for a new car and to pay for uni (if I get in). I've also become obsessed with the idea of going to Melbourne. If I can't get my arse over to London to enjoy a play, I'm going to the next most-cultured place I can get my hands on.

aishuzushihana and I, along with some of our friends, plan to hit the gym and pool after formal because, let's face it, we got the HSC belly. I'm also trying to get my body clock back in sync with the rest of civilisation but I just can't resist sleeping in. Then I gotta hurry up and get my P's, as well as a job. *Sigh*

Hoping to catch up with the rest of you guys soon enough.

Just a tiny update to show I'm not dead.

I have 4 more exams to go until high school is done forever. English is done, with ancient history up next. I'm quietly confident I'll pass it; maths, however, is a whole other matter.

Trials are over and I did pretty average across all my subjects except maths, which I failed. I couldn't bring myself to care about some of the subjects, and I didn't have enough time to study for those I did care about. Hopefully I can get my arse into gear for the actual HSC.

I graduate in 2 weeks time. Can you believe it? Graduation. I think I'm in denial about the whole thing. It's just come up so fast, that I don't want to believe it's here. But I'll save a post for that for when the time comes.

Been poorly with the flu for 2 days now. My whole body is aching, my throat is sore and my spine is killing me. I'm hoping I get well enough for the last weeks of high school - don't want to ruin all the fun that's coming up.