Posted Saturday, October 17th, 2009 at 5:50 pm
Author: Ant
To the thousands of Yr 12 students taking the HSC starting next week: Good luck!! Hope you all do well.
To the Yr 10 students at Baulko having yearly’s next week: Best of luck!! We’re gonna need it…
To those people who are having music exams sometime soon: Best of luck, especially with having them around exam time!!
And to those of you who are like me, and have bad study habits or are serial procrastinators: Good luck. You’re gonna feel bad after this…
Despite writing out basic notes for science, maths, and geography, forgetting about history, and not even remembering what to study for commerce, while trying to work out how I can possibly make my English essay better while remembering what to write (please say we don’t need quotes!!), I feel I can achieve an acceptable (in my mum’s eyes) mark this year…
NAH, who am I kidding??!
Anyways. Once again. GOOD LUCK ALL!!!
This was another random post by Ant.
Posted Saturday, October 17th, 2009 at 4:52 pm
Author: Ant
Yes, I’m alive. I just haven’t felt like writing. Haven’t felt like doing much except mindlessly reading stuff from my school books, and playing on the Xbox about once every 4 days. In these holidays, my attention span seems to have shrunk from 10+ minutes, to about 30 seconds. On that thought. My ability sleep in has gone from ‘not really sleeping in’ to ‘kinda sleeping in’ (from 6:50 am to 8:30 am). I think I feel better waking up at 6 am than 8:30 am.
Probably the only thing that’s worth a real mention here in this post is the small outing some of us people of the ‘Back-stoop’ & others had on the 1st Tuesday of the hols. We met up in Parra for lunch (after Anthony and Michael Lee had a ‘study’ session, which included hardcore study of Tap Tap Revolution), before wandering towards the Cinemas to buy our tickets for our movie (Mao’s Last Dancer, very good movie, you should all go watch it if you haven’t already). As usual, the guys out-numbered the girls, but that didn’t stop us guys following the girls like a gaggle of geese around the shops, till we realised that they were shopping for formal dresses and such, and then strangely we felt like going off on our own. Read more »
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