Kids are so easy to get along with..
Sigh. I wish I was as comfortable around some people my age as I am with kids. Idk. They're just so... straightforward? No lies, no underlying anything, and they just accept you as you are. No need to pretend to be anything.
They are so easy to please. Just show an interest in their lives, smile and you've got nice little friend.
Today, at ROAR, a Grade 5 girl, Beatrix, gave me $10 today to sponsor me for the 40 hour famine. She remembered from last week when I wasn't talking. How sweet is that? Not to mention thoughtful.
How is it that I manage to win the hearts of children so effortlessly, but it takes so much more for other people? Guess I'm not the type of person that crosses minds very often, except young minds maybe.
Innocence is priceless. Really. I miss not knowing and not 'contemplating' so much.
Wow. I just realized. I sound really old. D: I mean, technically, I am still a kid too. Okay, teenager, but still.
Thinking of things,
Erica
Saturday, August 27, 2011
Wednesday, August 24, 2011
5 against 1
My weekend,
Alright. A little late to blog about the weekend (3 days ago) but I'm gonna do it anyways. Right. So. Still at a loss of what to do for the friend. Hm. We'll see what happens this weekend. I hope he's coping okay. o.o Not that I ever talk to him. But still.
You know what's slightly annoying? I used to be able to wallow in self-pity and think my life was full of problems and complicated issues, justifying it by saying I didn't know anyone else who had to go through what I was going through. I thought I was oh-so deep and contemplative. Kind of. But now, whenever I feel like no one's life could be worse than mine, I think of everything he could be facing. Alright. I actually don't know the details, or the current situation. I'm only going by what he told me a gazillion light years ago. And what I observed last Saturday. In conclusion, I can no longer feel sorry for myself. My problems are minute and childish in comparison. Like I said, slightly annoying.
Right. Melbourne Uni Open Day was on Sunday. Here's the thing. All my friends didn't want to/couldn't/couldn't be bothered (glares) to go. Kendrick and Martyn didn't know how to get there, so I was supposed to show them. Then it somehow ended up with them two, and Dong (Daniel), Daniel Chew and Chris. D: All guys. D: OTOKEE?! (korean for 'what to do?!') I was dreading being the awkard 5th wheel while they all talked about COD and other guy things. D: And it was like that for the first half an hour, aided by the fact that I couldn't speak.
Tensions (imaginary or not) eased soon enough. And kinda had fun. :) The train ride consisted of me half listening to music, half talking about whatever, half getting squished amidst other train riders. We split up into threes when we got to the uni, with Dong, Daniel and I going to Psych, Chem, Law and Engineering faculties and Martyn, Kendrick and Christ going to Actuarial Science, Physio and Commerce? Free lollies! And pen. I don't think I actually learnt much. More like squeezing through crowds of people and grabbing random information booklets. Still haven't looked at them. Or the Monash ones for ages ago... There was a random incident with the drinking taps in which I didn't know how to turn it on. And some random had to help me. I so would have figured it out in the next second. Dong and Daniel teased me for the rest of the day.
Then it was lunch at McDonald's. We were in the city and we decided to eat McDonald's. Sigh.. Ah well. On the train ride back, the guys tried being 'macho' and took turns running out of the train when it stopped to sprint to the rubbish bin and chuck whatever rubbish we had. It was quite entertaining.
Altogether a pleasant day. :)
Slightly less awkward around boys, LOL
Erica
Alright. A little late to blog about the weekend (3 days ago) but I'm gonna do it anyways. Right. So. Still at a loss of what to do for the friend. Hm. We'll see what happens this weekend. I hope he's coping okay. o.o Not that I ever talk to him. But still.
You know what's slightly annoying? I used to be able to wallow in self-pity and think my life was full of problems and complicated issues, justifying it by saying I didn't know anyone else who had to go through what I was going through. I thought I was oh-so deep and contemplative. Kind of. But now, whenever I feel like no one's life could be worse than mine, I think of everything he could be facing. Alright. I actually don't know the details, or the current situation. I'm only going by what he told me a gazillion light years ago. And what I observed last Saturday. In conclusion, I can no longer feel sorry for myself. My problems are minute and childish in comparison. Like I said, slightly annoying.
Right. Melbourne Uni Open Day was on Sunday. Here's the thing. All my friends didn't want to/couldn't/couldn't be bothered (glares) to go. Kendrick and Martyn didn't know how to get there, so I was supposed to show them. Then it somehow ended up with them two, and Dong (Daniel), Daniel Chew and Chris. D: All guys. D: OTOKEE?! (korean for 'what to do?!') I was dreading being the awkard 5th wheel while they all talked about COD and other guy things. D: And it was like that for the first half an hour, aided by the fact that I couldn't speak.
Tensions (imaginary or not) eased soon enough. And kinda had fun. :) The train ride consisted of me half listening to music, half talking about whatever, half getting squished amidst other train riders. We split up into threes when we got to the uni, with Dong, Daniel and I going to Psych, Chem, Law and Engineering faculties and Martyn, Kendrick and Christ going to Actuarial Science, Physio and Commerce? Free lollies! And pen. I don't think I actually learnt much. More like squeezing through crowds of people and grabbing random information booklets. Still haven't looked at them. Or the Monash ones for ages ago... There was a random incident with the drinking taps in which I didn't know how to turn it on. And some random had to help me. I so would have figured it out in the next second. Dong and Daniel teased me for the rest of the day.
Then it was lunch at McDonald's. We were in the city and we decided to eat McDonald's. Sigh.. Ah well. On the train ride back, the guys tried being 'macho' and took turns running out of the train when it stopped to sprint to the rubbish bin and chuck whatever rubbish we had. It was quite entertaining.
Altogether a pleasant day. :)
Slightly less awkward around boys, LOL
Erica
Saturday, August 20, 2011
Communication?
40 hour famine.
Again. Speechless, word-free, dramatic communication decrease. But it's feels slightly different this time. For one, I realized how much power words hold. When you think about it, one word could really be life or death. They convey love, cause suicide, bring laughter, shed tears.
Another thing I noticed, quite a number of people asked me if I was 'okay'. Maybe I subconciously wasn't fine due to.. reasons, and it was showing on my facial expressions. Unlikely but possible. Idk. Maybe my neutral face just looks sad? Or quiteness makes people automatically jump to the conclusion that something is wrong. It's kind of frustrating. My heart goes out to those who are actually permanently in this situation, with a thinking mind but without the ability to communicate.
Honestly, sometimes, I felt like people thought I was mentally disabled because I wasn't talking. D:
And just a question, but if you had a personal, family issue, would you want to be asked about it? Probably not. You'd rather keep to yourself, yes? Because. Um. Yeah, a friend is going through a tough patch. I don't know the details, but...
At a loss of what to do.
Speechless till tomorrow,
Erica
Again. Speechless, word-free, dramatic communication decrease. But it's feels slightly different this time. For one, I realized how much power words hold. When you think about it, one word could really be life or death. They convey love, cause suicide, bring laughter, shed tears.
Another thing I noticed, quite a number of people asked me if I was 'okay'. Maybe I subconciously wasn't fine due to.. reasons, and it was showing on my facial expressions. Unlikely but possible. Idk. Maybe my neutral face just looks sad? Or quiteness makes people automatically jump to the conclusion that something is wrong. It's kind of frustrating. My heart goes out to those who are actually permanently in this situation, with a thinking mind but without the ability to communicate.
Honestly, sometimes, I felt like people thought I was mentally disabled because I wasn't talking. D:
And just a question, but if you had a personal, family issue, would you want to be asked about it? Probably not. You'd rather keep to yourself, yes? Because. Um. Yeah, a friend is going through a tough patch. I don't know the details, but...
At a loss of what to do.
Speechless till tomorrow,
Erica
Friday, August 12, 2011
PIP
PIP!
Participation in Politics. So everyone in Year 10 was split into groups: Liberal, Labour, Greens, Rainbow, Media and Pollsters. I, thankfully, was put into the Rainbow Partyy! So this program was to introduce us to politics. And encourage us to vote.
I was a member of the rainbow party, people who helped fix the basis of our party's policies and be able to articulate them to the public. It was actually really fun. Politics is pretty much trying to be liked by the people and tackling society's issues. Like asylum seekers or the carbon tax.
So all the parties were campaigning, sticking posters around the school, talking to the media etc. There was also a Q & A time which was everyone shooting a mixture of insults, cheers and questions at the party in the middle.
The Greens went around giving free hugs, lead by Nupoor, I knew they would win the election. Aaand they did.. Rainbow went around giving compliments though. So yeah. Rainbow ftw. :D
Politics is interesting. But you have to be really articulate and firm about your points of view, but still be open to other ideas. Hm.
Do politicians get paid much? :P
Timtan
Participation in Politics. So everyone in Year 10 was split into groups: Liberal, Labour, Greens, Rainbow, Media and Pollsters. I, thankfully, was put into the Rainbow Partyy! So this program was to introduce us to politics. And encourage us to vote.
I was a member of the rainbow party, people who helped fix the basis of our party's policies and be able to articulate them to the public. It was actually really fun. Politics is pretty much trying to be liked by the people and tackling society's issues. Like asylum seekers or the carbon tax.
So all the parties were campaigning, sticking posters around the school, talking to the media etc. There was also a Q & A time which was everyone shooting a mixture of insults, cheers and questions at the party in the middle.
The Greens went around giving free hugs, lead by Nupoor, I knew they would win the election. Aaand they did.. Rainbow went around giving compliments though. So yeah. Rainbow ftw. :D
Politics is interesting. But you have to be really articulate and firm about your points of view, but still be open to other ideas. Hm.
Do politicians get paid much? :P
Timtan
Blocking it out
It's so frustrating to see someone you care about so infuriatingly blinded by their own completely distorted perception that they can't see the truth even when it's staring them in the face.
She's supposed to be better now. The screaming is supposed to stop.
Can't you see that you have a problem? Idk. I can't for the world understand it. She can't see it, doesn't want to see it?
Please. please. please. I know she doesn't think she has a problem. But then why is all this still happening? HUH? Freaking think about it.
If you don't have an issue with food, or putting on weight or whatever and you so want to get your life back, then just do it. If it matters so little to you, then do it and everything will fall into place. Studies, life, everything.
And stop feeling like I have everything better, because I don't. You just have to pull yourself together, stop thinking you don't have anything going for you because you have everything going for you. Always have. You're just letting this stupid freaking mental state stand in your way. Stop lying to yourself. I'm begging you.
I don't want you to just move out. Gosh, I don't even want to think about what could happen if you left in this this. whatever condition.
Worried?
Me.
She's supposed to be better now. The screaming is supposed to stop.
Can't you see that you have a problem? Idk. I can't for the world understand it. She can't see it, doesn't want to see it?
Please. please. please. I know she doesn't think she has a problem. But then why is all this still happening? HUH? Freaking think about it.
If you don't have an issue with food, or putting on weight or whatever and you so want to get your life back, then just do it. If it matters so little to you, then do it and everything will fall into place. Studies, life, everything.
And stop feeling like I have everything better, because I don't. You just have to pull yourself together, stop thinking you don't have anything going for you because you have everything going for you. Always have. You're just letting this stupid freaking mental state stand in your way. Stop lying to yourself. I'm begging you.
I don't want you to just move out. Gosh, I don't even want to think about what could happen if you left in this this. whatever condition.
Worried?
Me.
Tuesday, August 9, 2011
Magical Mikado Musical
So,
The Mikado just ended on Saturday night/Sunday morning. It really was an amazing experience and I had the most fun. Like all things, some days were great (I got to talk to guys!! hahaha. :P) others, I was just like meh.
The musical was SO funny. My favourite scene was one of the guy's numbers called 'I've got a little list', about all the people the world could do without. I got to meet a whole bunch of amazing people and work with them during endless rehearsal hours. Performance nights were the best. My hair was actually not thaaat horrible to deal with even after all the hairspray and crazy hairstyling.
Ms Garett, the choreographer, was the type of teacher you are immediately fond of. She was caring and bubbly and funny, while being able to keep everyone under control. Kind of.
The guys were all quite friendly. I got to know Michael who brought cookies :D, Year 12 Gareth from Singapore who owes me chocolate, Claire who thinks I'm 'cute', Amanda who's really nice, Audrey who nearly tripped on stage (me following her behind), Shaun, the two 'mimes' Nathan and Jeremy, hug-giving Sakthi, George, James and heaps of others. Sure, I mightn't ever talk to some of them again, but the memories of the time spent together will still be there. Till I get old and maybe get Alzheimer's... But meanwhile.. :P
I also got a glimpse of what those partying teenagers in movies do at the afterparty. Hm. My take on it? I don't think it's my kind of thing. You drink, get drunk. I guess I might have enjoyed it if I had mingled more. But the pretty, tall, blonde girls holding bottles of alcohol, talking to the guys were a tad too intimidating for me. Such a cliche, isn't it?
But, I still had good time. :) The trampoline at Rob's house was awesome. His snake is just. scary. The food was pretty alright. Piizza and garlic bread and dips and things. :P We left at about 2am?
I stayed over at Crystal's. Her house had a nice, warm feel to it and her parents were awfully nice to me. Then, it was Monash Open Day. The same Sunday. I didn't get much out of it.. Partly because I was running on spare bits of leftover energy after like. 5 late nights of mikadomikadomikado. Free notebook though. xP
Sleep deprived, (i really should be sleeping like. NOW)
Erica
The Mikado just ended on Saturday night/Sunday morning. It really was an amazing experience and I had the most fun. Like all things, some days were great (I got to talk to guys!! hahaha. :P) others, I was just like meh.
The musical was SO funny. My favourite scene was one of the guy's numbers called 'I've got a little list', about all the people the world could do without. I got to meet a whole bunch of amazing people and work with them during endless rehearsal hours. Performance nights were the best. My hair was actually not thaaat horrible to deal with even after all the hairspray and crazy hairstyling.
Ms Garett, the choreographer, was the type of teacher you are immediately fond of. She was caring and bubbly and funny, while being able to keep everyone under control. Kind of.
The guys were all quite friendly. I got to know Michael who brought cookies :D, Year 12 Gareth from Singapore who owes me chocolate, Claire who thinks I'm 'cute', Amanda who's really nice, Audrey who nearly tripped on stage (me following her behind), Shaun, the two 'mimes' Nathan and Jeremy, hug-giving Sakthi, George, James and heaps of others. Sure, I mightn't ever talk to some of them again, but the memories of the time spent together will still be there. Till I get old and maybe get Alzheimer's... But meanwhile.. :P
I also got a glimpse of what those partying teenagers in movies do at the afterparty. Hm. My take on it? I don't think it's my kind of thing. You drink, get drunk. I guess I might have enjoyed it if I had mingled more. But the pretty, tall, blonde girls holding bottles of alcohol, talking to the guys were a tad too intimidating for me. Such a cliche, isn't it?
But, I still had good time. :) The trampoline at Rob's house was awesome. His snake is just. scary. The food was pretty alright. Piizza and garlic bread and dips and things. :P We left at about 2am?
I stayed over at Crystal's. Her house had a nice, warm feel to it and her parents were awfully nice to me. Then, it was Monash Open Day. The same Sunday. I didn't get much out of it.. Partly because I was running on spare bits of leftover energy after like. 5 late nights of mikadomikadomikado. Free notebook though. xP
Sleep deprived, (i really should be sleeping like. NOW)
Erica
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