lmao that title actually has little to do with this actual post. Ok, since my last post, there have been quite a number of school related happenings. Monday was a biology research assessment. 25%. Now for this, you're allowed to bring in up to 10 printed pages of researched information, and an unlimited number of handwritten pages. Being the procrastination prone person I am, I didn't actually start my research until 12am on the Monday morning LOL. But then, it didn't actually take me that long to find all the information that I *thought* was needed. Only about an hour or so ^^ And here I was walking into the exam room, with one and a half pages of handwritten notes, and all around me are people holding small booklets xD And I thought I done alright =o I was happy with what I wrote so yay for me *nods*
We had a similar thing for Chemistry, on Thursday. And, like I done before, my research didn't actually start until 12:30am. Unfortunately, unlike before, the research was a lot harder and more extensive T_T I didn't get sleep until a little past 4am. I decided to get on msn just to see who was on at that time, and found Patricia xD Who isn't in my grade, and was studying for a history essay she had to do first period =] She was still awake when I disappeared >.> *feels sorry for her*
On Friday, we got our exam time tables, and our Jersey design was voted on. Except we don't have a jersey =o We're getting jackets. Which, I actually don't mind that much. They seem nice enough. Except for the part that we're only allowed to have our first or last name on them, without variation. "For security and safety" apparently. That logic is flawed to me. I mean, HOW THE HELL IS LETTING THE WORLD KNOW YOUR REAL NAME SECURE. Seriously. =_=" Oh, and the names apparently are placed uber low, near your buttox. I hope the final products don't turn out like that. *shakes fists at other schools which already have theirs and don't require real names, and don't have Ms Coombes as a principal*
People were going around selling Bandaged Bear things on Thursday and Friday. I had fun with those, as many may have noticed. Those little bears that you can latch onto your pen? I gave it teeth and an evil face, then found plenty of places that I could stick it on to. E.g. my ears, eyebrows, cheeks, neck, eyelids, chin, etc. I'm proud. Strangely proud. ^^"
I've decided to throw away one of my most recent addictions. I'm talking about Drugrunners, which is a text based online game, which I stumbled upon by randomly clicking an ad in the Oh! Infinity forums. I was pretty good at it. But. It's just so. Leeching. Of time. lawl. I've also decided to try my hand at photoshop. I started downloading it yesterday, and I have it open right now ^^ And...I'm staring blankly at it. =_= I'm sure something will happen eventually. maybe. hopefully. damn. lulz.
I've also decided, as of literally just now, that I'll blog whenever something happens. Rather than what I normally do which is blog almost weekly. I figure that should make me seem like a more active person than I really am ^^ Also, it won't make my posts seem so long and daunting to read.
Your turn Phi. ;P

Helloo everyone =D
*sigh* I'm going to miss Aeonity =/ Such an awesome name for a blog hosting site =[ Even seemed to describe my main interests pretty well (i.e. Time and Fantasy). But changing the layout was so freaking difficult there >.> Especially for someone not particularly skilled at coding.
Oh well. Now I have Mindsay ^^ And the first thing I did was make my new blog at least match me interest wise. My favorite colour combination (green and purple), and something to do with time =D It took me around an hour and a half of sifting through images to find one I liked, about half an hour to find a font I liked, and then about ten minutes to fuse it all together =3
Lets see...
Last week, I woke up on Monday morning feeling so uber terribly horribly crap that I basically woke up with tears wanting to flow. I stepped out of bed only to collapse flat onto the ground, my body's only response to my mind's scream of "MOVE" being "Screw you, I don't wanna." Luckilly, I'm a pretty practical (I think that's the right word) person, and figured out that if I should at least turn up at school, if not at the right time. It also decided that the best thing for a feeling like this was to have some time to myself, so I walked to Cabramatta station (I normally take a bus in the morning).
Arriving just at the end of first period, the next thing my rational mind decided was that I needed to talk to a counselor. You see, my mind is basically split into two parts. One is me, the lazy part with most of the personality and knowledge and memories etc. The other is kind of a 3rd person entity that forces me to do the right things, however much I don't want to. Anyway, the counselor wasn't in the office and the Student Support office was empty and I ended up talking to nobody.
The next day, I was feeling a lot less crap, but decided that, I should probably tall the counsellor about how I felt the previous day. The guy over reacts (he's new) and tells the principal. The principal (trusting a qualified counselors judgement) called an ambulance. Instead of an ambulance, a group of police officers turned up (they were grumpy of course. Being grumpy is a prerequisite of being an officer) to take me away. I was taken to Bankstown hospital, and kept in an isolation room for 99% of my stay there. Which was some 4 and a bit hours. =_=" In case you're wondering what an isolation room is like, it's a small room, completely empty, except for a single mattress in the corner of the room (just the mattress, not an actual bed) and a camera in the corner of the ceiling. Oh and a pee pee bottle. The doors didn't have any way of opening from the inside, and there were windows (into the corridor, not outside) that were shuttered. *sigh* I'm ok now, thanks for asking T_T I was ok at the time too.
Onto brighter topics...
Yesterday we had our school photos. I got a haircut. I fell into a micro sleep twice and I'm not sure if my hair was supposed to turn out lke this >.> but oh well. I don't know much about hair anyway. I missed out on Muck up photos =[ Stupid fat lebanese kid in the canteen line >.> I normally have life timed perfectly to suit my activities, and if it wasn't for that kid, I would've arrived at the place with about 2-3minutes to spare. *sigh* Oh well T_T