Last week of school.

I have reached the somewhat stunning conclusion, that the last week of your year twelve school year, is as much of a waste of time as the last day of term, or the year, for the rest of your years, if not more so. This entire week, (from tuesday) I have accomplished....

Four books read -- Novels, not comic strips, I -am- a bookworm remember

Got the results of my exams -- I did fail math, 47.5% -_- but who needs math anyways?

Aaand....that's it. Pretty much. Oh, and I've got some stuff due for art and design, as in, my interrelationships (As in, who inspired me) and it's due in..five minutes so, waste of time so bleh. I don't care. I am over school.

I wake up in the morning, wishing I could sleep longer and think -- Is there a point for me going to school today? -- I run through what is occuring for that day and reach the conclusion -- no -- but I have to go anyways, elsewise they may get poxy and prevent me from graduating, which would be a royal pain in the rump.

Oh, and because I am bored at the moment -- a lack of emails tend to do that to you -- and randomishly plegh. Thankyou Link, Xin, whatever you want to call yourself :P For the comment two posts ago, I just ah...wanted to see if I could capture the emotions, the feel of what I experience nigh on every night. It is very dull, let me tell you, to have to conciously consider and force yourself to go to sleep. But thankyou. *blushes*

What else.... oh! Silver has managed to find my inactive-hardly-ever-used-at-all myspace. In the year that I made it (june last) I have logged in... four times. Whoo, that's like, once every three months. Maybe. I'm sure he feels very proud of himself (or so I gathered from the tone of the comment that I got :P) and the amount of times people randomly find my myspace when I never pointed them to it is ah...a lil freaky. I mean, a whole....four people found it and know me well enough to go, shock horror! It's mien!!! ...mine*

Oh well, let us move on to happier concerns... such as....

Hmm, wait, I know I have some! Honest...

Ah-hahahaha! I told you! For the past four days I have been having a movie marathon from sheer boredome. Every day when I get home from school, (eventually) i watch a rented movie! Yay, Bridge to Terabithia; Awesome movie, good graphics and imagination. It's about, basically, two kids that find life at school rather dull, and on exploring a forest near their homes (they're neighbours) they discover an 'enchanted' rope, and the rope is the only way to get to Terabithia.

A 'for real' game that was rather clever.

Blades of Glory; Another awesome movie, a must see, trust me, if you like ice skating that is. It's about these two pro skaters who tie for the gold medal in the winter olympics and brawl over it, resulting in a lifetime ban from the mens single skating... horror for them! But, a loophole found by a stalker means that they can enter (stalker of the pretty boy) the pairs competitions...except, ahem, neither male can find a female...and end up being paired with each other.

Hilarious, showing some 'new' moves that are now classics, and a very good take on the, I think, personality and ego clashing of two males.

Spider man 3; Good, decent graphics, spidey gets a swagger! mmm....sorry, he's nice eye-candy when he's swaggering...elsewise Toby Miguire (who plays pidey) is just...meh, so what? Even if he -does- have a good body, or so the costume leads us to believe. Some crying moments, some moments of 'God you are an IDIOT!' and...yeah. I'd recommend you see this one too, if you haven't already that is.

Um... Oh! Eragon; Brilliant graphics! Absolutely sensational, they manage to remove that distinction between the real and the fantasy with Saphira, you could genuinely believe that you could walk outside and see creatures like her soaring the skies, that's how good the graphics and cinematography was! The book was brilliant, is brilliant, and, as I haven't read the book recently enough to know the storyline intimately, the movie does it justice, more than. A stunning work of shooting, I think, and again, if you haven't seen it, go for it! There's fire, and fighting, and a bad guy and a really ugly looking evil badguy destroyed, love, caring, heroics and 'oh no, they cant die!!!' moments and on the edge of your seat anticipation of -- what's going to happen!?--

I, personally, loved it. In case you cant tell :P Of course, having read Eldest as well, I know certain things that inhindsight, make me admire a certain character alot more...ironically. Ah well, I cannot wait until the next movie comes out...or the next BOOK even. Argh. I hate waiting. It's a stupid idea, having to wait for stuff.

And that's all I have to say today, Until next time folks and remember, keep smiling!!

I paaaaassed!!!!

I don't care about the rest of my exams, (even though the only one I'm waiting for is my math at this point) I PASSED HISTORY!! I always fail history exams, always always always, and this one I passed! By four percent, but a pass is still a pass!!

Lit; 56%

Human biol; 59%

History; 54% <-- woooot!

Math; Fail, highest mark is 62% but bleh, still waiting for it to be returned.

and thus ends the short update, and I'm poofling!

Sometimes...

You know that period in your night, when you’re neither awake nor asleep, you’re just hovering in this nebulous black cloud of creeping unconsiousness, perhaps you’re watching the black tide advance, your eyes wide open, staring at your darkened ceiling, watching the blackness seep in over the corners of your eyes, seeping in closer, enveloping more and more of that grey patch of your ceiling until you see nothing but darkness? Or perhaps, once the illusion was complete, you’d blink, and the black tide would retreat, and you’d return to staring at your ceiling, waiting, watching, knowing that it would return, that it will return and overtake your vision, but until then, you’re just going to lie there, unsleeping, unseeing, just staring at your darkened ceiling…

You know when you are so exhausted that when you lie down to go to sleep, you can’t? Your mind is just too keyed up with the task of keeping you awake when your body is screaming out for sleep, screaming itself hoarse with exhaustion, but you cannot sleep just yet, there is something you absolutely –have- to do, and so when you can actually go to sleep, after ignoring your body’s cries, the pleas for rest steadfastly silenced by your mind, you find that you can’t find that off switch? It’s as though, for a few, long minutes, perhaps even hours, your mind has forgotten how to relax, how to shut down and rest, how to sleep, after you have been ignoring the sleep, the creeping, insidious need that makes what you see waver, flickering lights in your eyes, the ground rock beneath you and the air seem like thick, sludgy molasses, until breathing through your exhausted lungs seems like way too much effort?

You know when you wake up after a long nights dreaming, your body rested but your mind ready for more sleep, but you have to go through the day with this energetic body, this normal, functioning of impulses but with a mind that is half asleep from exhaustion? When your arms feel like lead and you can’t concentrate on the words right before your face, as they blurr, shift, and dance across the paper, forming lines like soldier ants that scatter beyond your comprehension when you try to pick them up?

Sometimes, I wish I didn’t feel like that. Sometimes, I wish that I might get a normal nights sleep, one without dreams, one which I didn’t go to bed exhausted before, and one that I could sleep through. One where I didn’t watch the creeping tide of unconsiousness like some enemy that had to be fended off, where my mind didn’t have to search for that off switch, search to find the right situations in which to relax, the need to hunt through mounds and mounds of paperwork to find the written warrant saying ‘yes, you can sleep now’. Wouldn’t that be nice, to be able to wake refreshed and ready to face the new day, eager for it even, and to then, go to bed not exhausted, but pleasantly tired, where, if I pushed I could go further, but I don’t have to push, so I wont, and then, to just…sleep? To rest without dreams, without worry, without having to be wary of sleep and what it might hold…(like vampiric Velcro felt strips…a dream two nights ago, long story, and freaky as all get out too, but that’s another tale..)

Wouldn’t you like that too? To be able to just… but then, the majority of you won’t have any idea what I’m talking about, right?


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PS, graduating THIS sunday, the 21st of October heeee!!!!!one!!!!11!!!!eleven!!!

Okay, I'm over it now. I'm good.