Sup?

I think you all need a well thought out apology from me.
I understand that my personality is rather...loud? Crass? Perhaps 'colourful' is most appropriate.

At times, I know I can be easily alluded into a 'mood'. I'm very pliable as to how those around me are behaving. At times, I have a tendency to get rather carried away, and I come off as being an obnoxious and undisciplined jerk. I say some tiresome, nonsensical, and often offensive things- and I give the impression of being a nuisance.
Let it be known that..whatever I may have said...it has never been my intention to deliberately insult anyone-there were no ill intentions.

My weak excuse is that I was only joking-or I may have said things in a tone that implied I was being nasty.
I'm sorry...I have no conception of how I seem to others- I can't seem to control myself. Every time that I think I'm being funny, may actually seem like an easy snide remark.

I'm poor at being able to express or articulate myself in a sensible and decent manner, but I genuinely mean it when I say I mean no offence to anyone with what I say.

I have a stigma within myself-a compelling necessity to be liked. To be remembered. To have people appreciate my presence.
This may explain my somewhat erratic personality-and also my sensitivity to when *I* take offence. I dish it-but I can't take it.

Truth be told, my inner complex is that I'm a horribly frightened person. Construed from insecurities, and lack of self-confidence and reality, I've become an excessively obsessive person.

I have a fear of being plain and average; of coming up short. I have a fear that I'll never be happy; or never be successful with whatever I do. I fear that I may lose and never find true friends because of my fluctuating personality. I'm scared of what's beyond tomorrow and I'm scared of never achieving the goals I've set for today.
I'm scared that people won't appreciate me because I cannot appreciate myself.

But most of all, I'm scared of failure. Be it failure at school, with relationships-anything, I'm scared of giving all my effort and coming out with nothing.

I'm not excusing myself-more rather being honest with myself. This is probably why I then start to overcompensate my fears when I'm around people. I become louder, talkative, reckless-all to assert the self-confidence that deep down I know I do not own.

I do all this because I know I have no talents, no uniqueness to attract and evoke memories in people. My grades are average, my artistic pursuits are average, and I'm underaverage in sport. Hence, I am average.
I don't have quirks, or charms, or a vigorous sense of humour. I'm not perceptive-and I cannot rationalise.

The only reason I immerse myself in obscure and esoteric works in music, art and interests is because I want to try and preserve an element of who I am in it. Instead of being salvaged by a thronging mass, I'd rather have an isolated interest for people to remember me by.

My overbearing and flippant personality are all petty attempts to just try and be liked, I guess.
I'd like to like myself too.

But mainly...I want to be liked by people whom I look up to.

I'm sorry.

Call me an attention whore, whatever, there's no dignity in being purely honest on such a thing as the internet.

I was going through all my PNGHS photos, and the little scrap books you guy so lovingly made me, and then I watched the farewell video, and I teared up and blubbered like a fat kid who can't have his candy.

I MISS YOU GUYS SO SO SO MUCH!! T________________T

I owe you one HUGE e-video montage. And it's going to be better than the one you guys made me.
Of course, I'll have to upload it before y'all graduate. It's just so that I can graduate WITH YOU b/c really, y'all are mah homie Gs.

...Did Nicola or Nakyung by any chance happen to have a copy of the Mustachio ad we made? Does anyone mind asking the English department or Mrs. Brown where the video for that is? XD Oh God.

Nem, out.

I have a hunch that I need to UPLOAD MORE ART! =D
At my age, it is PITIFUL that I am a failure at most things, and by failure-I mean quitter. My tablet's been sitting at my desk, collecting dust unless I'm using it for those once off opportunities on MSN for Chemistry homework.

I HAVE SUCH A MUNDANE LIFE! WHY HAS SCHOOL DEVOURED MY LIFE?!

That and Cartoon Network. In other news! Went to the Body Shop last weekend, I swear that store milks my bank account dry. I'm hoping to work there over the Summer and during Uni so that my money acquisition drought breaks. I'm already chummy with the workers! =D
Sob story..END!!

No, not the North Island.

I watched Fullmetal Alchemist for the FIRST TIME EVER last night on Adult Swim. *cue bricks being thrown at her* I know! I KNOW! I know it's the story EVERYONE knows about, like Evangelion, where all the real anime hardcore fans first started out with (haven't even watched that before ^^;). So I'm a late blossomer. Blame it on my foreign-ess and lack of cable for the first sixteen years of my life, you sodding rich mofos.
To tell you the truth, I kinda actually enjoyed it. Namely because the title song was by L'Arc En Ciel, but the plot is quite intriguing. Never have I watched an anime halfway through the series and actually understood what's going on.
Well, Pok'emon aside, it hasn't happened. So yeah! It's alll good.
I went to Northland today during my double spare. Was supposed to go formal shopping, but I lurked off to my holy sanction that is EB games. The entire country is amidst stocktake sales, so EB had half price games on sale. Practically every damn game was being sold at half price except for the ONE game that I wanted, and that was FFXII.
The world effing hates me right now. Lol.

I find my priorities humorous.

Had cervical cancer immunisations today, so my arm is left temporarily dysfunctional! Though it was hilarious how the left-handed girls forgot their need of their left arm and had their injections on it.
Hahaha, sheep.
Speaking of which! During my Math Methods SAC which was a total bludge because all I was thinking about was Sydney Road, my mom called me, and out of sheer fright that I would get thrown out because I was mistakenly 'cheating' I solved my ordeal by simply sitting on my phone.

I swear, my phone's been through a lot more shit than my shoes in a NZ paddock.
But! On the bright side, I finally have a dress. I didn't get the dress I originally wanted because
a) It was the last dress, but the size was too big
b) CLEAVAAAAAGE

Yuh. What else happened today that was mildly interesting? Well, I coloured my hair again to a more foxier brunette shade. I swear it's all going to fall off when I'm twenty.
But until then, I'm going to live up to my hot hot looks.
Who the fuck am I kidding? LOL

Alright. I take back what I said in my last journal post. I guess I was at a low point in that time frame because I had a lot going on there.
I'm not used to all this work load. I'm more accustomed to neglecting four subjects a night, finishing projects the night before a deadline and cramming for tests and internals the fifteen minutes before the test period. Been practising it for four years and just when I thought I had perfected the art of poor working ethics, I get this shitload of a year hurled at me.
Lament lament, my life, my life, etc.

Don't get me wrong, I've had my ups too. Lorne was fairly shibby and our Charity Concert was pretty successful.
Sorry, did I say successful? I meant to say we absolutely owned that day. Spanked it, hung it up on the line, taunted it, mooned it, just totally and utterly *owned* it.
But now I have three mid year exams. Many would say: Pah, three exams, who gives?
Oh, it matters. It really does 'give a damn'. I am one of the two girls in our entire year level who has three mid-year examinations. That's a very small percentage for those who have forgotten about ratios and percentages.
Yes. Would anyone care to know when my exam leave started? Regardless of the response, I'll give you an answer: Yesterday.
When is my first exam? The following Tuesday.
Huh.
I've never cried over exams before. Never. In fact, I never cried over school until I came to Ivanhoe Girls'. Then after my end of year Physics exam in which I failed, I really lost it.
Like, kaplow lost it.
Would you like to know how bad it has gotten? I haven't touched my Playstation since January. How unbelievable is that? Even in New Zealand I was playing Ragnarok Online before end of year exams.
So, I sound like a typical over-competitive, emotionally bipolar, cynical Asian. There you have it. Studying here does that to you.
If it weren't for New Zealand Biology, I think I would have suicided by now. That's not even a legitimate word.
Anyway, I think God right about hates me. I have my period (TMI), have my immune system hacked away by opportunist pathogens and have a Methods SAC in a week. As if I've even touched my Math homework since the start of the term.
Jesus Christ, somebody put this girl out of her misery and shoot her and save some internet space.

My eyes have lead weights on them. This English monologue is sapping away my energy and left me lethargic and lazy.
I'm considering wagging school tomorrow because it is Athletics Day and I don't want to parade around in my undergarments while only wearing gold material wrapped around myself to cloak my modesty.
Besides, Yellow is not equivalent to Gold. Our house just couldn't conjure up any brilliant ideas. Well I have many! Taxis, Lightbulbs, Bananas, Fish! Alright, they're not brilliant ideas. But at least they're creative. 'Goddesses' are so passe and tacky. The red house are going as the Incredibles and the white house are going as Extra White chewing gum packets. *That* is creativity. *That* is fun. The 'Goddess' theme is going to receive the same opinion as what everyone thought of when the Green House went as Mermaids. It lacks in everything that makes a gimmick great, though it emanates 'prettiness'. Well I'm sorry, I'm not attending this masquerade to fool myself in front of people who I'm not particularly fond of. No, I have methods work to complete, and however 'un-Year 12' of it it is of me, I never felt very 'Year-12' to begin with. If I were an enthusiastic Year 12 student, I'd have a flock of friends including me, staging me, encouraging me. I'd be calling the shots for events with Kirstie Vonk as my Consigliere and I'd have a well-deserved prefect position. I may sound slightly bitter, but I'm just lamenting my memories.
Also I haven't bothered waxing either and I frankly cannot be bothered upholding my femininity. I look after my hygiene, that should be more than enough to show my manners and aristocratic nature.
On the good news! I've been drawing again. I feel much better because I'm pleased with my latest picture. And I've written a monologue too.
Bah, creative juices are in critical supply. Must sleep now.

There is no video gaming Deity that monitors my fangirl obsessions. How am I aware of this? A certain cynical Asian who goes by the alias of 'polive' shattered and absolutely humiliated me in a conversation that concluded with: Square isn't making any plans to move forward with VII. It was a nasty ploy designed to heighten every fan's hopes and quash them irrevocably just because they felt like flaunting their capabilities and the POTENTIAL the game would have harboured.
While I am thoroughly disappointed with this setback, I must forgive Square and polive because they gave me Kingdom Hearts II: Final Mix, and he in turn gave me THE HIGH RES SECRET ENDING TO KHII FM.
...
Homigawd. I nearly died watching it.

They're chasers! I know they are! And the Roxas lookalike? OMFG I THINK THEY KILLED HIM.

I am being absolutely incoherent right now, but I'm temporarily bipolar with the multitudinous and neurotic emotions I am experiencing what with VII and KHII:FM oh and 300.

So effing watching that.
"Today, we fight for glory!"
Crowd: BWOAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAARRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRGGGGGGGHHHH!
And then manslaughter ensues. Dirty manslaughter. But I can guarantee you, it is 100% historically correct. There were gay men. And they loved to be masculine and fight.


God yes.

OH MY FUCKING GOD OH MY FUCKING GOD! SCREW ENGLISH, GRAMMAR AND PUNCTUATION! SQUARE IS REMAKING FINAL FANTASY VII FOR THE PS3!
The rumours are TRUE! HAIL THE GODS! PRAISE BE TO TETSUYA NOMURA AND THE RUMOUR SPREADERS!
Do not believe me? Well, I scavenged around Youtube-wait up, wait up, hear me out first-
this person had made one of those silly AMVs based on XII, XIII and VII.
Ignore the heinous music and pray your download speed exceeds the velocity of light because the FVII clip is the last sequence.
Hurrah! Hurrah!
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Xa8-f6W1MhE&mode=related&search=

Wheeeew, we are now on the eve of the final week of Term One. Praise be to Holidays.
I endured so many SACs I swear, they're pouring out of my ears. Oh well.
From what I've experienced, the scope wasn't too bad. However the stress ultimately lunged at my immune system and I developed a short term cold to get me into bed and rest. But I'm fully recovered. All in one week, my oh my.
I'm pleased with my Math result: 9/10, kudos to that! =D Though I did fumble on silly mistakes. Heh, my first page had been stained with red marks shouting: WRONG wtf is wrong with you? But then my final page had a whole lotta ticks. I patted my head.
14/16 on Chem SAC. Could've done better but I didn't. Alas. My Biology SAC just went horribly bad. I answered all the questions in an EXAM format when it was an experimental format. How THAT went up in smoke. I passed but not exactly as what you might call 'with flying colours'. Bah, I've learnt and chastised myself with a whip-so I should hopefully be all good next time around.
Enough about my school work-I bought a strip of purple material for Aladdin's jacket. Let's hope I can pull this one off. Also, another rather peculiar quinky dink occurred to me the other day. Upon receiving my school photos, I had this custom calender made with my photo imprinted on it and underneath was a quote. Guess who the quote was from? Of all people, the legend himself, Walter Disney. I was absolutely ecstatic. This was a revelation for me to ditch all my subjects and fling myself into the animation and voice acting world. Unfortunately, I did no such thing. I might go to hell for missing that blatant sign. Heaven or not, I know for sure my parents WILL give me hell if I did.
My sentences are fragmented-oh shame be upon me.
Nem

So I had my two SACS today. Oh, the days accumulating to these two very important life-altering school assessed tasks were just PEACHY.
Yep, locking myself in my room surviving on water and Math notes that have lasted me two years; shunning my hippity hop music collection and all other multitudinous tasks heaving up on my list of things-to-do was precisely how my week and three days went.
Peachy.
On the bright side, I answered every question, which I dare say, is quite a big revelation for me. I didn't sit there stupified thinking: Eyyy, this gosh darn equation suuuure looks familiar but I can't quite get the right formoola for it, ain't it?
I mean, wow. Sure, there is the very large possibility that all my answers are incorrect because of my habit of inserting stupid numbers that make no sense in equations; but eeeyyy. I answered everything. Of course, I wouldn't mind a little bit of magnanimous generosity from my math teachers who are willing to donate a few marks to the Nemmy's University Score Charity Bin.
Fah!
Anywho, for the Year 12 Conference, a lot of girls voted to dress up as a personification of anything that starts with the first letter of their name-or even characters that start with the same letter of their name. Some girls suggested I do 'Al-Qaeda' but you know, it'd be hard dressing up as a covert terrorist organization. Guns are also hard to purchase, and super soakers don't quite have the same characteristic effect.
So it's a toss-up between Aladdin or Asterisk.
I'm sure I can get a winged headband from a Chinatown Cosplay store. The only problem is, am I willing to pay MONEY for that headband...? Hmm.
Let's dwell on this conundrum while I go and prepare for my Chemistry SAC!
Oh sunlight, I must bid thee adieu. =D
Love you Jessie~!
Nem Anemone

So I made a douche of myself last week by turning up in casual wear when in fact, Physics Luna Park Excursion was TODAY.
I blame my Mondayitis. Yeah, it's a curse.
I've been to better theme parks, but I found it pretty funny how the entire theme park only allowed high school Physics classes to gain entry that day. How freaking weird is that?
Anyway! At first, Jenni and I tried to work out centripetal motion relative to the ground but er, rotating on our own axis and at the same time orbiting a giant dump of machines kinda makes it difficult to calculate, so we shrugged and screamed like Banshees instead.
So like, the guys from Physics camp were there. Remember creepy "I-like-you-so-I'll-follow-you-guy"? Yup.
Sat next to me. "what's up with your life?"
*casual conversation ensues*
Him: We have so much in common....!
Me: *filling in the dots* >thinks: we should date?<
Yeah. I assumed he wanted to say that, considering after that he asked: Do you have MSN or a phone number?
Me: Yeah, I do. *frolics away*
Then later he introduces me to his friend, who is actually kinda cute and he's also pursuing an acting career which isn't really a plausible path in Australia. But oh, did we *talk*.
What a shame, I'm so so shallow.
Later, Nicky's hugging some of her 'Billanook friends' goodbye because it's so obvious she digs them. He asks me for a hug and I turn him down for a handshake instead. Oooh, tender.
No wonder mommy doesn't want me near men. I'm this lustful temptress that's simply naturally enriched with exuberance and beauty that men cannot help but follow the desires of the demon in their trousers and pursue me relentlessly, hungering for some reciprocation of their desires when I have naught.
Except for acting dude-but I'm not that kinda girl. XP Head on my shoulders, looking straight ahead cause I can see clearly.
Did this just for Jessie, Nicola and Emma to show I'm not just some boy-crazy bimbo~
Okay, I like eye candy. But I'm not as vocal as I was before!
Nem, out.

I experienced my first ever SAC today. It was Chemistry and I already am aware that I buggered up a question. Fudgesticks.
Stupid sulphate ions. I am capable of solving these archaic problems, yet when it comes to a formal examination, they thwart my problem solving skills then and there and leave me stunned for about twenty long minutes. Curses.
I am so much more of an English student. The fluidity and cadence of words that sprawl across a page of Paul Kelly's lyrics...they just..define themselves then and there for me. Sometimes I wonder if I'm just reading too much into things, but I recollect my thoughts and assert that that's just exactly what English Analysts do. My teacher commented on how "wise I was for picking up on the use of time in physical elements". *gives self a gold star*
But anyway! I'm boring my fellow reader(s?) numb with these words of negligible importance.
I'm going to Lunar Park on Monday for a "Physics Excursion" to 'demonstrate and experience circular motion and forces experienced on a...*cough* rollercoaster*cough*'
Lol.
I love my school.
Haven't read much manga lately. *Still* haven't finished either Death Note or FFVII, but I've watched the movies for both of 'em so I've kinda got the gist of the plotline. Lol, procrastinat0rz hard.
Bah. After L died, I kinda lost the incentive to read on until the end, and we all know that Raito is a pseudo-gregarious poof-genius that can barely predict circumstances according to mere 'hunches' and assumptions on behavioural patterns to deduce a convenient and ideal situation to fall into once L has a stick of suspicion up his ass. BAAH! Stupid stupid stupid Raito and his..monkey-porn obsessive personality.
=_=

Nem, out.

It's crept upon me like the premeditated motives of a maddened rapist stalking a young girl dressed modestly, walking alone in the dark, past eerily lit alleyways that ordinarily pose no threat in the daylight.
...Yeah, as you can tell from my nonsensical babble, I've gone a tad bit off from the multitudinous amounts of work I've accumulated over just one week.
My English teacher asked for a letter to introduce ourselves, and mine supposedly amused her because of my tendency to go slightly mad when my actual thoughts are put to paper. I should never do that. Writing has cost me much in my dark, tumultuous past.
Ha ha, writing. What an absurd phenomena. I should make maps instead.

Alas, my LJ has been left relatively bare for quite some time. It's like a cheap whore, that at once you start using it every other day and slowly, the ecstacy of writing in it intermittently dissipates like the desire of tapping that twenty-bucks-an-hour, cheap, dolled up girl.
Not saying that I have in any stage in my life, conscious or not, hired or required the services of a professional...erm...pleasure..thing.
...What am I saying?
I guess several hours of the combined forces of Chemistry and Physics have knocked out the last remaning brain cells that have survived the lenghty Summer holidays.
This year is the dawning of the realization of my cabbageness. The competition is frightfully daunting and the overwhelming stress that everyone seems to leisurely pile on top of my back for performing dutifully well as a loving, Paki daughter in school this year has started taking physical effect on my spine and I'm detecting a slight crack in my mentality.
Any wagers for how long my sanity is going to hold out this year? All bet placements can be made in the little magenta link titled 'Feed Me'. *shameless plugging*

=D
Axel: I kidnapped Kairi, but she got away from me. After that, Saïx caught her.
He's a member of Organization XIII. Saïx. Got it memorized? Now go save her!
Nemmy: Uh-huuuuuuuuuuuuh...=D
Axel: Don't stop moving, or the darkness will overtake you!
Nemmy: T_T Can't I save you instead?
Sora: *whacks teh Nobodies*
Nemmy: =D
Sora: Leave us alone!
Nemmy: HOMIGAAAAAAAAAAD! *rolls over the floor*
Instructions: Defeat the Nobodies by fighting alongside Axel.
Nemmy: Akjajajajajaja...!!! =D=D=D
Sora: *runs near Axel and fights next to him* Stab, stabbity stab key. Key stab!
Axel: Outta the way! *supah sexy Ring O' Fire TECHNIQUE!*
Nemmy: Abajaabjaabajaabaja...=D!!!
>Too many Nobodies< *_*
Axel: I think I liked it better when they were on my side.
Sora: Feeling a little...regret?
Axel: Nah...I can handle these punks. Watch this!
Nemmy: =D *awed*
Axel: *sends sprakly explosive lights at the Nobodies*

KABOOOM!

Nemmy: ....D=
Sora: Whoa!
Axel: *lies on the floor*
Nemmy: NO! NO NOT MY AXEL! I DUN WANNA FIGHT THEM NOBODIES IF AXEL HAS TO GO! T____________T!
Sora: You're fading...
Nemmy: D= D= DDDDDDDDDDDDDDD= NO! AXEL WHAI? WHAI ARE YOU LEAVING ME? I LOVEDED YOU, I DUN WANNA PLAY NO MORE!
Axel: Well, that's what happens when you put your whole being into an attack.
You know what I mean? Not that Nobodies actually HAVE beings...right? Anyway, I
digress. Go, find Kairi. Oh, almost forgot... Sorry for what I did to her.
Nemmy: ToT
TAT
TAT
I'm going to go mourn for fourty days, and then apply for special consideration for my exams. THAT WAS JUST...just...WHAI?

*depressed*

One, two, three, four;
Who do I wanna see s'more?
Roxas/Axel/Demyx/Riku/Hayner.

Seriously. To purchase Kingdom Hearts II, you need to sell your soul or something. @_@ Amazing...
Who knew a game could withold so many beautiful men without spoiling the storyline? Only Kingdom Hearts can pull this stunt off.

Exams were too depressing, so I'm going to just, erm, ignore it. For as long as I possibly damn can. And I shall ignore it in a way I have never ignored anything before.
Ho yes.
And so, my life to this date has comprised of non-stop Playstationing, epileptic fits provoked by radiating 3D views of hot asses on my telescreen and more fangirl whatnots.
Okay, out with it, I purchased Kingdom Hearts II last Sunday and have since been playing it for too long. As a result, my hands are suffering from carnal arthritis and my left arm is severely numb and sore from poor blood circulation.
I took this as a sign to get out of the house.
And get out of the house I did. To a Muslim Comedy Show.
My brother and I trammed (not even a legitimate word) over to Her Majesty's Theatre, and on the way, we encountered some emos.
I have conjured up a theory that supports concrete evidence as to why the plague of society, that are emos, come to being:
They are damn ugly.
Nobody likes ugly people, and hence, emos are born as a result of this repulsed instinctive prejudice. They almost look like a cross between a mountain troll and an orc, except emos shower more frequently.
=D Genius, I know.

I cannot stand emos. Must they use public facilities with the general community? Do they not understand that they are not wanted? During the entire trip, they were nothing short of obnoxiousness, callousness, and I couldn't refrain from questioning their sobriety. They couldn't keep their fidgety black-nail polished hands off the brake wires, made noises that I am sure can only be sourced from a deep Indian jungle, and they wore their stupid, labeled, stereotypically lame t-shirts branded "Slipknot" and other bogan artists of pure sophistication.
Repulsive. It's as if it were a religious code to wear attire that makes you wonder whether these kids come from poorly housed homes or not. And then they brandish an up-to-date expensive cellphone which you can only conclude to have been stolen, because surely a poorly housed home with poor occupants cannot afford an expensive tool used for communication and pixelated games. =_=
Alright, alright, I hate emos.
*mutters* Why'd they have to use public transport anyway? Shouldn't they be like, walking in the rain or something? <.<

Bah. Well anyway, out of sheer geniusness, we missed our stop by approximately 5 stops, and were going to run late. So we hailed a taxi and made it there. <.< I need to be more careful. I don't trust taxis or taxi drivers. Well, not after six o'clock at least.
The entire show was purely comical. Sure, there were the occasional terrorist jokes, but plenty more other culture related and personality orthodoxes accompanied them. Teehee, if I quoted a few, none would laugh. Maybe give a wry smile, but meh.
We also had a barbeque yesterday, and I've landed a sleepover date with Raeesa to watch chickflicks and to consume fat-free icecream. It's a girl thing, and we're prepared to go all out. I just hope I can lose six kilos in one week. I've heard Jessica Simpson did 10kgs in that time period. If she can do it, I'll be damned if I can't.
Bah. So good to be free from the shackles of school and deadlines. Though I am missing work. I think I'll do some voluntary Chemistry.
That's all for now.

Nemmy~

P.S If any emos are reading this, you do realize that YOU ARE NOT WANTED HERE! =D Any flames will be subsequently ignored, and you might even get an emote of a cross-eyed tongue poker in response if you're lucky. It should look like this: XP
Okay then, to all my New Zealand friends of four years and above:
God Bless America.


CONVERT TO ISLAM D=< (XD I kid, I kid)

EDIT: Well would you know it, according to LJ, 'trammed' is legit. Word.

=D I am so over exams.
Tra-la-la-laaa~!
I have five exams this week, and what am I doing?~
Pro-cras-tin-ate-ing~!
=D!!!!

My face is on acid.

Please make this harrowing experience STOP. I've gone bi-polar when it comes to studying, and now I'm praying upon a pass.
Yes you read correctly. A PASS.
Whys? Cause Nemmy didn't study! Not one bit! LOL!
=D


I can't wait to get boozed.

Luff, Nem.

Last week was absolutely awesome. School was so...so...enlightening! =D
I UNDERSTAND MATHEMATICS! I UNDERSTAND ELLIPSES IN GRAPHS! I UNDERSTAND THAT MY CAPS LOCK KEY HAS BEEN ON FOR SO LONG!
So I have switched it off. ^^
Now. TEDDY BEAR!!
Yes, my birthday presents were lovable. Nicola's teddy gift was too sweet and Julie's..well...it was just ineffable. XD
So! I had my English results back for my preparation SAC 17/20 and 16/20. Other girls ranged between 14-16/20 and 13-15/20. I look at Jenny's and, oh would you believe it?
20/20 and 19/20.
>_<+ How...does..she...do it?! No matter what I do in English, she manages to quash me effortlessly. Maybe I'm doomed to be second-rate. T.T
But Bio results were more pleasurable. Go figures that someone in my Bio class needed help with their work-so who do they look for, and whereabouts would they find them oh so conveniently?
Of course, me. In the library. During lunchtime.
*ashamed*
And! OMG Methods Probability test! I got an 89%!! Compared to my NZ Achieved, this just proves that in Australia they bloody well love my math.
Or I love Aussie math..? Either way, it's cause I'm in love with Mr.Swaine.
XD
I feel like I can actually comprehend the Aussie questions..
Moving on!
=D I didn't get into MacRob. Yes, I am disappointed-but I found it very comforting to know that I pwned in Reading Comprehension.
Eat dirt, Asian immigrants that swiped my math placing. (Excluding me, I was an import from the Pacific =D)
So. KH CoM. Gave up. Marluxia just...doesn't motivate me to go on. XD So! I have decided on rejoining my links with FFVII.
OHMIGOD I MET ZACK'S PARENTS AND THEY WERE ALL: HAVE YOU SEEN ZACK? AND I WAS LIKE "JA JA JA, I SEE HIMZ ALL THE TIME IN MY DREEEEAAAMZ"
And Cloud's all: No, lol.
And his parents are all: Do you know what happened to him? And Cloud's all:
Uh-buuuuuuhhh...
T3T HE KILLED MY ZACK! IT'S CUZZUV HIM ZACKIE IS DEATH! D:
My English always goes horrible when I speak Fangirl.
Anyway, I go to rejoin my beautiful Kita who has emerged from her hole to rejoin the big wide world after a week of silence from being absorbed by KHII.
=D I am so happy.