The Pros and Cons of Breathing

While I wanted to start getting my act together this week, I just ended up taking a good, but definitely undeserved, break. Undeserving because I’ve been dragging the chain this term and after finally getting all my results back, I realised they’ve taken a slide toward the pathetic end of things. Whatever, those few extra hours of sleep did some good and I enjoyed the week, if nothing else. 

First, I will apologise again, and probably for the last time, for my lax and sporadic posting. Initially I wanted to post twice a week but I struggle to gather enough worthy material for one post of any decent length. So, with trials looming ever closer, I figured it’s time to disclose that you should expect the occasional hiatus. And until I stumble upon some deep well of meaning and feel the whim to write more often, you can hold me to my word ;D.

The week in review;

Monday was Muck-up day and for an hour or so, everyone had some rare, untainted fun. As you all know, the thing about year 12 is that no matter how much fun you’re having, there’s that little bastard inside which demands you get off your ass and go study. So it was good to let loose for a while and parade around wearing things we haven’t and probably, will never wear again. Anyway, in the aftermath of the Facebook-Photo-Tagging Mania, there’s just one thing left to be said, or rather, shown;

Left me with a little thrill, that one.

On the topic of thrills, Sharon, Winnie and I headed to Parramatta on Wednesday to make a dent in our ever-growing list of overdue birthday presents.  The highlight was definitely our visit to the Build-A-Bear-Workshop where we proceeded to create the greatest furry friend in history (for Lucy’s 17th).

 

 You can’t see in the picture, but he has skates and a recorded voice featuring Winnie, me, and if you listen closely, Sharon doing her own thing in the background. He also comes complete with an alternative costume (boxing gloves/shorts) for when his spidysuit needs a wash or whatever. Sorry if I just freaked you out with my excitement and immaturity, but I’m a little girl, if that excuses anything at all. And if you didn’t think that was the slightest bit cool, the kid residing in your heart must’ve been tortured and burnt at the stake by the flames of cynicism which come with adulthood. Okay, I don’t know where that came from but you’re still no fun.

Parramatta Westfield really didn’t pull through for us, we’ve wanted to watch Startrek for a billion years and haven’t gotten around to it, so we figured today was the perfect day. That is, until we realised Greater Union had stopped showing Startrek except in places like Innaloo which I have literally, never heard of in my life. So although we decided to man up, move on and search for more of the short-listed birthday presents, you could consider our parade truly rained on. Unfortunately, we were faced with disappointment yet again as there was no stock of anything, anywhere and even the photo-prints for Sharon’s VA were $5 overpriced. Really, if it wasn’t the melodramatic pinnacle of gay, I would’ve shaken my fist IRL. From here, things started looking up and since we’d spent more than $120, we nabbed a $20 Westfield gift-card and half-price Easyway. As always, we retired to the food court and had a fulfilling 3 hour long D&M over two servings of Hungry Jacks onion rings. Surprisingly, this was the redeeming factor, until all of us mysteriously developed stomach aches. Well, even though I probably made it sound like the outing from hell, there were a heap of laughs and I had fun. I also found this great TV box-set deal in JB, buy two get one free (selected stock only). I have every intention of going back and grabbing Desperate Housewives season 1 or 2 or both and if anybody wants something, we’ll do business.

Moving on, Thursday dulls in comparison. Pretty much all I remember is making butter and fairy bread in Chem, which was kick-ass. Winnie missed out and instead checked out firemen with big arms for the double period. That’s right, shake your head.

Friday was the last day of school, although it felt nothing like it. Prefect assembly had its highlights but games are always questionable since half the audience zones out and does their own thing. I do believe they peaked a little early at the Valentines Day Assembly, but still, I liked the tribute and the zombies so props to them for that. As the assembly drew to a close, we realised how lame it was that all of us were just going home on the last day of school. In the end, we grabbed a group of people for dinner and since Belle’s already got this covered, I won’t delve into it. 

On a completely different note, peoples’ cadetship interviews got me thinking about university courses, jobs and the like. In movies and even in real life, I hear people talking about how they had phases regarding what they wanted to be; fireman, policeman, astronaut or whatever does it for you. This may seem extremely sad but I’ve always been realistic and could never picture myself doing anything apart from paperpushing in some office. Even in our Year 6 time-capsule video thing, when our teacher asked us “Where would you like to be in 10-15 years?”, I was stumped. While I don’t remember that clearly, I think I said something stupid along the lines of “with a job” or “law”, for no other reason than that was what my dad did at the time. I had really, never considered anything else. Looking back now and realising that I’m still working toward the same thing with no real excitement toward the prospect, it’s a sad thought. As for the next question “Do you see yourself getting there?” I do, but it doesn’t exactly fill me with all the joy in the world. I think I convinced myself too early on that I wasn’t suited to Business, Medicine/Science or Engineering and holed myself in. Reading back on this, I figure I’m looking at everything a little too glass-half-empty and I’ll just get busy in December/January when I finally have to decide. Who knows, I might have made the right choice at the very beginning, but it’s the uncertainty that gets to me.

I guess I can partly blame all these thoughts on the daily horoscope which I receive for free on my phone plan. No, I do not believe in it and I actually can’t since mine are always so far off the mark. Anyway, for those who have never gotten their horoscope from Astrolife, they divide theirs into three sections; ‘General’, ‘In Love’ and ‘In Work.’ Today my ‘In Work’ section read;

“Aries, are you happy where you are now? If not, what are you waiting for? What if it never happens”

It closed with something gayer like “To find true happiness, it’s time to take action!” Yes, it’s a generic and probably recycled statement but it got me thinking about what I would do if I was stuck in a rut at work. It also made me laugh, I mean, would I ever find “true happiness”?! Really, the author deserves a pat on the back for his uncanny ability to make it sound like the sky is crashing down on us, daily. Even better, he never fails to heighten the gay by punctuating everything with an exclamation mark! Totally! You know what I mean.

Anyway, as for the present, I started thinking about the pros and cons of Year 12. You know how ex-Rusians always say that “Apart from the work, Year 12 will be the best year of your school life”? I always thought that was a load of bullsh*t, but surprisingly, I’ve recently started to think it may be true. On one hand, there’s the work and stress but our grade has also gotten a whole lot closer in the last few months, which I doubt would have happened otherwise. Since I’m sure all of you have thought about this at some point, it would be kind of pointless to go into more detail and I’ll leave it at that. The only thing is that it seems a little too late since none of us really have the time to appreciate it. I guess that doesn’t really matter though, it is what it is and I’ll definitely miss it come the last day of Term 3.  Anyway, I thought the title was appropriate and it should be easy for those of you who like guessing games. Speaking of music, I’ve had ‘U Can’t Touch This’ stuck in my head for the last few days and since I only know the chorus, it’s the most annoying thing ever.

Wow, I’m surprised how long this turned out and how whingy/cynical I sound even though I was so unexpectedly cheery this week. Funny how the internet can do that.

Luck to you all for trials and remember;

If you can imagine it, you can achieve it; if you can dream it, you can become it.

Luls, I just outgayed myself, take care all of you.

~ by LeeAnne on July 12, 2009.