3 More High School Wake Ups


So that was a fun morning assembly. Goodness I can’t wait to get out of this damn school. I suppose the silver lining is that that was the very last assembly with my HOY I’ll ever have… except for the graduation assembly we have on Friday that I’ll be leaving early from for rehearsals.

Every damn week he does the countdown.

Today he FINALLY brought up Prom and was like: “oh hey lol there’s a prom email going out tonight lol yeah do the form and get the cheque and bring it in tomorrow or else lol”. I want to throttle him.

Then he went on to talk about Muck Up Day and how it shouldn’t be called “Muck Up” Day and that we’re essentially getting rid of it thanks to last year’s cohort. Which is great. Not. One by one they’re whittling away our “Sixth Form Privileges”.

We have a fire drill during P2 so that should be interesting… today is pretty full on actually…

P1- Normal
P2- Fire drill
Break- Ladakh meeting + See HOY about acapella performance on Friday
P3- Concert rehearsals
P4- Normal (ughhhh it’s English… might try to skip it… but he has DEFINITELY seen me in school so I’ll need to be very careful about how I do this…)
Lunch- Choir rehersals
P5- Normal
P6- Normal (but I have an essay due in that I haven’t done, whoops)
Biology Tuition
Maths Tuition

And then I get to stop and breathe and TRY to get an English essay done for tomorrow. IBFML. No, I am the main reason I’m in this shitty position. I don’t know how to get my act together… I’ll sort it out somehow.


You guys were a bit funny yesterday, the searches that got you here were quite nice!


All except the marshmallow death one were quite sweet! 😛

Being Goldilocks

Being Goldilocks

Lots of people have appreciated my outfit so far. I’ll post a full length photo later (I’m in Biology right now, so kinda can’t).

TONIGHT I AM HAVING THE SUPERNATURAL MARATHON! AHHHHH!!!!!!! Chimmercharlie says I can’t show up unless I bring at least 10 dumplings… MUST REMEMBER DUMPLINGS.

My heart is crackling (yes. Crackling. Deal with it.) at the thought of 19 hours of Jared Padalecki. Yum.

What else…

Oh yeah. Heartbreaking update for you all. The Greece Dream. The reason I started this whole blog. It just got $720 lighter.

*Struggles to hold back sob*

Yes, dear friends and followers. I am paying for some of my Graduation things and it has come to a total of $720. I am no longer at €1,054… right now I only have €602.50. That’s it.

SG $$
Before: 1,680
After: 960

EU €€
Before: 1,054
After: 602.50

See? Handing over the envelopes of cash made me feel faint… but I know it’s worth it (my new mantra). It’s worth it. It has to be worth it. I know the Phuket trip (the majority of the spent cash) WILL be worth it… it’ll be whether I’ll enjoy the rest of the money I’m spending.

The money wallet is thinner and lighter. It’s still got a significant amount of money in it… but homigod these are difficult times for me.

I have to raise the money back after I graduate. I know I CAN, it’s just how FAST can I do it? I’ll always think- if I hadn’t spent that money I’d be $720 richer right now… I need to figure out how to get over that hurdle… *Sigh*

Just think about Padalecki. Just think about Padalecki. Just think about Padalecki. *gulp*


Yet Another One of Those Days

Yet Another One of Those Days

So I made the mistake of telling the ‘rents about wanting to maybe possibly go to the UK (or at least start looking).

They laid into me… guilting me with the money thing. I see their point, I really do, but I don’t think they get how stressful it is.

I used to know that no matter what I’d get into Uni. I used to know that no matter what I’d go to Australia.

I don’t anymore.

About any of it.

I’m still going to do my damnest… but what if it isn’t good enough now?

I just want to KNOW. The UK sure isn’t my ideal Uni location… but I’ve always said it’s about the degree, not the place. I’ve talked the talk and now it’s time for me to step up and walk the walk.

Anyway. Parents are blowing it off for now. I guess I should too… but I now have this niggle in the back of my mind. Ugh. I hate being a teenager.

What else. Oh yeah, I made up with my friend (stopped talking to him for about 2 weeks… over different things, the last week of ignoring him has been because he pissed me off… but that’s all sorted out now) 😀

Uhmmmmm… I don’t really know what else to say.


Can’t wait to watch the entire series… and own it on DVD… just imagine all the box sets lining my walls :’3

Anyway, I have about 400000000 Chinese writing papers to do for tomorrow morning. Eeesh. Such fun. -.-


Rubbing Shoulders with the Elite

So it’s just another casual Friday night when you go to a friend’s 18th birthday party… at Ku De Ta… V.I.P.


Especially when there are 50 kids at it… and you hang out with a mere 3 or 4 of them…


And the birthday girl’s big present? Oh, just a car.


Because, you totally know she’s already sat her learners permit or road rules test (she hasn’t… in case you haven’t picked up on the sarcasm…)


Oh dear sweet jaysus, just look at dem bags. If I was flying, I’d probably have to check them in. Guess that means it’s time for bed, haha!

All in all it was a pretty good night! I got to dress up and go to Ku De Ta. The music was awesome as ever. No cute guys unfortunately, but at least I got to dance! AAAND catch up with an old classmate of mine on the ride home. Back to school for study tomorrow. Joy of joys.

But then. Supernatural. I get to watch another 2 episodes tomorrow. So I have something to look forwards to and work hard for.

9 Days More…

9 Days More...

Have you guessed yet? Yup, it’s another Mufti at my school. I have 2 more in the time I have left at my school.

I finish schooling here **forever** in 9 days. That’s it. In 9 days I leave the school premises and NEVER have to come back for a lesson ever again.


I feel sick to my stomach and light as a feather.

I can’t believe I’m going to be closing this chapter of my life. As much as I hate certain teachers… I’ve had possibly the best 14 years of my life here- and now it’s all ending.

It’s a nervous, jittery feeling. The thought of flying the coup. Actually *getting out*. Being an adult.

We just had an assembly about finances (in the UK… but the thought of money management alone has my inner child running and screaming in the other direction). I can hardly keep within my pocket money allowance. How the hell am I going to be able to handle University money?

I’m in English… have to do an essay by the end of the lesson so I need to get to work now. I’d planned to write more in my 3rd period free… but no, my Maths teacher is demanding we come in for an extra lesson. It’s either 3rd or 6th… I think I might go in for 6th. I’ll be at school anyway…

It’s so strange to sit in these classrooms and know my days are numbered. I feel like one of the barricade boys in ‘Les Mis’, haha.

Part of me can’t wait until the day before the last day so that I can sing “One Day More” at the top of my lungs (all the parts. In tune. In character). Haha!

Last night I lay on my bed talking to Chimmercharlie for about half an hour on the phone. Except neither of us were using our hands. I was lying on my bed with my phone lying on my face. She was lying *on* her phone. We’ve officially reached *that* age. You know, where everything is just too much so you act like a potato.

So yeah, better get back to the essay.


Post-Exam Surprise (Warning: Rant)

Post-Exam Surprise

So today was eventful. I’m dying. So tired that my face hurts. I don’t want to go to school tomorrow, I’m not ready to see anyone… UGH

I have TOK and Philo Plans to do before I can go to bed though… still no sign of my Philosophy folder *sobs*

I have a meeting and a rehearsal in my first period “free”… I don’t know if I’ll even be able to walk.

My participation in the Classics Symposium is a mere week and a half away… I want to cry because I want so badly to do well that I can’t stand the pressure I put myself under. I haven’t studied the play “Pseudolus” for the last year like the others have. I’ve had Chinese every time they’ve had Classics. I haven’t given myself the time to fully prepare a speech on my EE for the evening either.

I want to do SO MUCH, but there is nothing I can do… but there is. ARGHHH

And because my freaking Chemistry teacher is such a fucking waste of space and oxygen, we have an extra Chemistry session on Saturday morning at 9am. No sleep in. No time to catch up the sleep I’m missing. I have 22 school days left and I can hardly keep my eyes open long enough to listen.

I am so tired of everything and everyone.

At least something good that has come of today is I FINISHED MY CHINESE ORAL EXAM! WOO! (The “downside”- if it can really be called a “downside”- is that I wanted a level 7 (approx 23/25)… she said off the bat she thought it was probably a 22/25 overall. I wanted to cry or hit something.)

What else… oh yeah, I went to the dentist. Had an x-ray (exciting stuff)… apparently all my wisdom teeth are about to come out.

So naturally I will have to get them ALL REMOVED. Apparently. Shoot me. This is not good.

When will it happen? Oh, just 2-3 days after I finish my exams! GRRRR! So I finish IB exams on the 17th, celebrate that night and Saturday… the surgery is on Monday. They say I’ll pretty much be bed-ridden for the next 2 or 3 days after that… and my face. Wow. I can’t even begin to imagine what it’ll look like.

It’s so close to post-exams because it’ll (supposedly) give me enough time to rest up before Ladakh.

I have 56 days until my exams start and 3 entire science topics untouched. My revision is…. not even started really.

I want to say I’m going to stay up until I have the damn TOK and Philo plans done… but I really think I’ll collapse tomorrow if I do. You know how- all those months back- my basketball team won SEASAC? Yeah, tomorrow lunchtime we are having a “celebratory lunch with the Head of the entire School”. Bit late, it’s a nice gesture though. My problem? My mother and sister will be there. I am the only IB kid on the entire team and I will look like death.

I don’t even like most of the girls on my basketball team. What the hell am I going to do at this lunch? I guess I survived an entire weekend with them, this won’t hurt too much in comparison.

OMFG EVER SINCE THE DENTIST I AM NOW HYPER-AWARE OF MY WISDOM TEETH AND THE PAIN IS GIVING ME A HEADACHE… or maybe that’s just the lights… or the tiredness… or the desperate urge to cry… or all of it. I am so close to giving up, throwing the desk over and scream “fuck this shit, I’m out”, or just leaving in the middle of a class with a teacher I hate.

I am too un-organised for my own good. I am the reason behind my slow and painful demise. I am putting myself too much at risk. The reward does not seem to justify the struggle I’m putting myself through.

I want the fun stuff at the other end of the exams. I want the clubbing and partying and school trips and graduation and prom and the graduation trip…. I CAN’T AFFORD IT. I have no idea where the freaking money is going to come from (short of taking it from my Greece Funds…. which I can’t bring myself to do, I just couldn’t because that would be well and truly giving up on my dream. I know it won’t happen this year, but I can’t abandon all hope just yet…).

Clubbing will cost about….. ~$20 per night I go out
Ladakh is a lot of money (even with the grant)
Graduation Prom will be at least ~$150 (and I don’t even have a dress or ANYTHING at this point)
Graudation After-Party is… $120 if I remember correctly
Phuket is $545… only for flights and accommodation. No food or general spending is included in that price.

Altogether I’m looking at… what… $855 minimum (excluding Ladakh, Prom dress, any accessories with Prom, if we have to pay for Graduation Gowns/Hats, an After-Prom dress (probably not going to get one, but just in case) and anything I may need as spending money in Phuket) in TWO MONTHS. TWO! T-W-O! That’d would nearly clean out my entire Greece Fund if it came out of my pocket. My parents will help me with the money and all… Graduation should be from them I think, but extras will be my issue.

Fuck it. Fuck it all. I just want my Philosophy folder so I can do my work and go to bed. I hate IB. I hate my life (I’m ungrateful and worthless, I recognise that). I can’t wait to just leave this all behind me as a distant memory. The sad thing is that I know it doesn’t get any easier from here on out.


Not. Impressed.


Today hasn’t been so great thus far. I’ve woken up grumpy and there’s not a lot that’s going to change about that. Then I got some fabulous news about TOK… so I’m in an even better mood. AND I’VE LEFT MY FOOD CARD AT HOME *sobs*

^Our stupid stuck-up school thought it’d be quicker than cash… AND WE ONLY HAVE ONE FREAKING TOP UP STATION FOR THE ENTIRE SCHOOL BODY TO PUT MONEY ON THE CARDS. It’s such a waste of time and freaking money. You can only put money ON, the queue is ALWAYS massive and when the system breaks down then sucks to be you there’s no food because they’re TAKING THE DAMN CARD NUMBERS DOWN BY HAND AND IT TAKES FUCKING AGES.

No food for me today! I think I might die…

Anyway, back to finishing off the damned TOK essay, then I’ll continue my Chinese revision… or revise for my Philosophy mock paper. Just shoot me. Today isn’t going well. I’m skipping Maths because I’ve done no work, I really need to not make a habit of this…

It’s Another Mufti Day!

It's Another Mufti Day!

So I have….. no lessons today, haha. So I’ve paid $2 to come to school dressed up to sit around and “work”.

I’m sitting in English but my teacher is off doing interviews and so won’t be here (whatta shaaame… not, haha). So yeah. We have to wear red so I’m doing red lipstick (looks more pink :/) and a gorgeous red fish necklace.

Going out later tonight for dinner and chilling with some girlies (like last weekend). I’m really looking forwards to it! 😀





I’VE BROKEN €1,000!!!!


Mufti And Juice

Mufti And Juice

I am so gross it’s not funny. I just sat through an assembly where one of the teachers I hate most talked to me directly for about 10 minutes straight. Even “worse” (well it was funny to be honest) was the photo they used of us winning just so happens to be our “joke photo”…

Our school is famous for our head tilts and last year UWC made fun of us by doing their own, more extreme, “head tilt” photo. So when we won it was more of a “in your face” kind of photo- we were doing the head tilt as a joke… apparently the school doesn’t understand… I suppose there were only 2 people (my co-captain and I) that “got the joke” so to speak. it was hilarious (for us).

Today’s mufti is raising money for the medical supplies for Ladakh. Hopefully it’ll help us, I know that mufti generally brings a hella lotta money in. Yeah.

Well… hopefully I won’t pass out today. My parents don’t believe I’m “really that sick” so it’s flu tablets and swift dismissal for me. Really don’t feel like going to many classes today. Have to do my Philosophy IA at some point…


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