Lost

OMG ONE OF OUR TURTLES IS MISSING.

I know right - WTF, how can it go missing?

I have no idea.

So I woke up this morning and went to get some breakfast, just like any morning. 

On my way to the kitchen, I would pass the fish tank. 

My mum usually takes the turtles out, and puts them in an ice cream container to feed them - so the tank doesn't get dirty and stuff.

But when I looked into the container, there was only one turtle inside. So I started freaking out and checked the tank to see if the turtle was there.

But it wasn't.

So I called my mum and told her what happened. She said that there were two turtles in the morning, and that the turtle probably just climbed out of the container and told me to look around for it.

WTF, how does it climb out of the container???? 

Firstly, the container was on top of the table, and around it was completely dry. If the turtle climbed out of a container filled with water, the table would be wet, right?

And secondly, my house is freaking massive (from a tiny turtle's perspective), where the hell wouldn't it go?

I LOOKED IN SO MANY PLACES, I CAN'T FIND IT.

What if it's stuck somewhere and doesn't crawl out and it dries up after a couple of days and dies?????

This post is such a mess, but I can't find the turtle and my mum told me to leave it and it would just come out on its own. Hopefully.

Turtles can't climb stairs, right???

School spirit

"Epsom are you ready ready? YES WE ARE READY READY !

Epsom are you ready ready? YES WE ARE READY READY !

Rarr rarr rarr, who are we? EPSOM, THE GOLDEN TEAM.
Rarr rarr rarr, who are we? EPSOM, THE VICTORY ! "

^ A chant every Epsom girl should know.

Graduation dinner on the 30th will officially mark the ending of my high school life.

Next year, we will be moving away from the familiar, and stepping into the unknown.

So,

EPSOM ARE WE READY READY?

Yes, I am.

Epsom Girls Leavers, Class of '11.

Cute overload

A random story I want to share.
The other day, I had company while waiting for the bus.

This little guy was outside my gate when I came outside my house. (I don't know if it was male or female, so I'm just gonna call it 'Ginger' - for obvious reasons)
As I was locking my doors, Ginger started walking towards me. When I got close, it lay down and started acting all cute - pretty much asking me to play with it. 
I'm a sucker for cute animals - why am I so weak-willed?


So I played with Ginger for a while, but then I had to leave and go to the bus stop.
Because I'm lazy and because the bus stop is practically three steps from my front door, I always leave the house minutes for the bus comes. So I couldn't spend a lot of time dilly-dallying. So I crossed the road.
Ginger looked both ways before it followed me across the road (cute right?!)
And then it just casually sat beside me on the bench for a while.

Turtles

I'm so bored. At my cousins house.
My cousins are playing PS3, my sister is watching Vampire Diaries and my parents and my aunties are playing mahjong.
What about me? I have my turtle friends to play with :)


My cousin and I got the turtles at the same time.
And now his turtles are twice the size of ours, and they are so much friendlier !
Like when you put your face up to the glass, the don't swim away like ours do, they come up to you and expect you to feed it.

LOOK, my cousin's hat matches my shirt.

OMG IM SO BORED.

Procrastination at IC

For the past few days, the weather has been really nice. The sun is out, it's not too cold or too hot.
As the Uni students come to the end of their exams, and the end of their university year, us high-schoolers are cursed to study for the upcoming externals.

Oh wait, my bad, it is not only the Uni students, but also students taking Cambridge that are nearly finishing.
THIS IS WHY I HATE NCEA.

I've been going to IC everyday this week. Yes, it's only Thursday but studying four days in a row is rare for me. I think I've done some semi-productive learning over the past few days.
How long will I able to keep this up? With three weeks of exams coming, I know that I won't be motivated enough to study for that long. (And then I'll fail my exams and not get into Uni and then my 'life plan' will commence.)
My last exam is on 30 Nov, same day as Graduation dinner. Or 24 Nov, if I decide not to attend Scholarship Eco. But I have so long to study for it, I might as well.

Last week was my last ever week at high school, at Epsom Girls Grammar - the place I have been going to practically every weekday for the past five years. I should be a little emotional that I'm leaving, right? Then why don't I feel anything? At leavers assembly on the last day, there were girls crying. I didn't even feel the littlest bit sad.
It is true Epsom Girls has shaped me to the person I am today. But I am not sad that it's over, I'm happy that it happened. Through this school, I have met many people, formed many friendships and created many memories that I will cherish and remember forever - or at least a very long time.
However, there of course were some not-so-happy moments also. But you can't expect there to be no silly girl-drama at an all girls school.

Maybe I'll write more in EGGS some other time, I have to get back to studying so I can get into university next year and not have to drop out and join a gang.

But this time next year, I won't be stuck indoors studying for exams. No, I'll be having fun outdoors with my friends. And it will be my turn to laugh at the high-schoolers cramming like no tomorrow.

18.

Eighteen is the legal age to:

• Become legally independent from parent guardianship
• Joining the police force
• Buy cigarettes
• Buy/drinking alcohol
• Get a tattoo
• Go clubbing
• Getting married without parental consent
• Making a will

(I think NZ is suggesting something...)

To celebrate my new found independence, I am going to drop out of school and join the police force. Due to catching speeding drivers and not dealing with anything remotely important in our society, not to mention eating doughnuts and drinking hot coffee all day, I will start smoking to relieve all the stress. 

I will start to realise this career path of justice is not for me, and quit to join a gang. I will cover myself in tattoos of completely unrelated and unmeaningful symbols, characters and letters on every part of my body. Facial piercings are cool too, right? Nose studs, lip rings and eyebrow piercings - I might as well get some of those too. My rebellious/mafia/bad girl look will then be complete with the hottest and baddest looking motorbike, filling the streets with the roars from my engine everywhere I go.

Gang shootings? No problem. Being the boss I am, I will come out alive without any scratches on me every single time.

On top of that, I am going to get drunk every night at the club and maybe one day, I will decide to elope with a random guy that I will have known for only five minutes.

Tragically, I will be diagnosed with lung cancer and a liver problem and will only have six months to live. I will start writing my will, which will be everything I have left after spending all my money on drugs and motorbike accessories. 

Lying on my death bed, I will then reminisce of all the good times before I turned 18, and wonder why my life turned out this way.

And then I die.

Yup, this is my new life plan. Happy 18th Birthday to me.

COUNTDOWN

HK TRIP

Can school just be over already?
I have more exciting things waiting for me ahead.