Year 11 is the most awful thing ever. If that's possible. I'll reminisce on my past two weeks. In order of preference (e.g. most hated to least hated):
- English Advanced: GROAN GROAN GROAN
- English Extension: ditto
- Maths 3unit: I like Maths, just the fact that I have it every day scares me. That means I got to lug around my 2kg textbook.
- Geography: I have a 2kg textbook for that as well but got dear little Phallus (ahem, sorry Phyllis) to share the jubilation with
- Biology: ditto, except we have fun pracs where we count popcorn etc. Got the twins there to entertain me so that's okay.
- Chemistry: yay, only 10 people in the class. (ditto with the textbook)
Didn't think Year 11 would be so hard. Thought I could deal with it. Sigh. I barely see the girls either, only see them at recess and lunch, although see Kimb and Clar in Eng Adv and Eng Ext.
Highlight of the fortnight: Getting a cosy little pad under the trees. While all the other girls provided "moral support", the stronger ones and I helped lift the tables and chairs to provide a cosy little area. My guns hurt now. Ouch.
Also, last week, my Saturday was fairly sweet. Got to go Warwick Farm aka Cho Tet with the twins, Lily and Lucy. Played this hectic game "have you met Lucy" cept Lucy n Lily obviously didn't want to play since they ran off whenever I started off the game with some lucky boy. Still, super fun just complaining about how awful the place was and how our feet hurt so much and also about how much dust we were inhaling and how it was hazardous for our health. I think the nem nuong thing was most hazardous to THEIR health, I wasn't gonna touch the stuff. LOL. Well by the end of the night, think we had permanent asbestos and filthy clothing. Sigh, I think I'm growing old, Cho tet no longer lights the same flame in me as it did once before. Still, it was fun, got to see I-an again although I think he's mad at me once again. I feel bad though, me being the HEY I WANT THE TOYOTA YARIS and I WANT MY LIXI and all. I can't blame him. Feel awful, wish he would talk to me again. I was just on my... "natural high". Can you blame me? Feel really, really awful. REALLY awful. Even though guilt only sank in the say after.
And then A* called me up just as I had left. Sad, ain't it. Missed out the opp to see him, even though in a way I came because A* said they would come. And that was my reason for going, because I was in my nostalgic weird mood and pissed at the world. Still I'm happy that I went because I had stacks of fun with the twins, just acting like we all too good for the TA asians all drifting about there. LOL.  
Another depressing and ohsotragic day is coming up. Gosh, I hate VDAY. HURL HURL HURL. Bah, on a sweeter note, hope JR is treating you well KATHERINE!!. OH yeah these girls from my chem tutor go on about this chick who is like literally working herself to death. Pressure must be really tough, although I can't really relate. Hang in there Kattles, you're stronger than that.
MWAH/