2 days. And new postcards.

So today, was, well, a bit of the usual. There was nothing much happening, except for the year meeting. But I'll get to that later.
Firstly, requiescat in pace, grandma. (d. 4:30 am, 19/5/10). I might have to attend the funeral on Monday, so don't expect me around.
Secondly, thank God there was no IPT this morning, I was so washed out after Tuesday, that I just didn't do anything on Wednesday.
Thirdly, yeah, we lost 2-0 in soccer yesterday. I consider myself chastised.
Fourthly, badminton was fun. Good job, guys! (No sarcasm intended.)
Fifthly, English was just...LOL, nothing happened, moving on.
Sixthly, at recess I was running around the place. It turns out that Ms Connors wanted some people to hand out flyers for the musical.
Seventhly, HG...um...can't find anything to say...watched a DVD by AusAID about aid (duh) and got a "booklet" (to me, booklets are folded.). Burgess predicted that we'd talk about the formal committee and other stuff like that.
She turned out to be right. Wait, let me get my notes on this (yes, I made notes SPECIFICALLY so I'd remember what happened so I could write it up here.).
What happened in the Year Assembly today

• Freya raised the most in 40-Hour Famine last year; she got a box (probably a metal bottle) and a Mathaid from Mr Perrins (who's now the Year Adviser (again), because Mr Lees decided to take a LSL (again) and leave Burgess as Head HSIE (again). What's not happening again is we're not having Mrs Hameed for Assistant again, this time we have M. Wilson (LOL, I found out in French on Monday, just forgot to post it. And yes, the fact that I've said M. (for Monsieur) and not Mr is vaguely significant. Gives you a clue what I'm talking about if you didn't know already.))
• Speech by Ms Wratten (gee, we have a lot of teachers whose last names start with "W"):
• cheating in exams
• (cyber-)bullying, harassment and discrimination are NOT OK 
• And on that note, I never have and never will bully anyone on this blog. I don't bash Linda Wu (mostly because I have no idea what she's saying half the time, and most people say that it's what she says; and that she has never, ever said a bad word to me (that I heard, anyway)); I don't bash people who hate me (unless I'm in a really bad mood, and I don't bully people, full stop, period, point); I don't bash Mr Kowalski (it's meant to be constructive criticism. Even at its very meanest I don't insult him. Hopefully.); I don't bully ANYONE HERE. Is that clear? Right. Right, point of policy here. No bullying by me. That's all I'm going to say.
  

• Caleb performed a work on the piano; it was "Spanish Caprice" by Nikolai Rimsky-Korsakov. It was beautifully performed. Good work. (I almost cried.)
• Mr Yeo addressed the HSC students in the room (of whom I was one, but thankfully not one of those addressed). He said that if we didn't collect our PIN from his room and gave him a specimen (his word) of our signature, he would delete our HSC topic and we wouldn't be able to sit it. (Hmm, maybe I should have avoided it for as long as possible.) Oh, and if we had a query, we would have to submit a letter to the BOS, where we would be identified with our signatures.
• Johnny got up and basically thanked everyone involved in the barbecue on Shades for AIDS day, when there was mufti. Oh, and for people who do do High Resolves, it's on um, next Monday, p. 6 & 7.
• M. Wilson handed out some forms (basically the only thing I saw him do during the whole thing), one for listing all the extracurricular activities that we did and one for paying for our ballroom dance thingy.
• Oh, and we elected the Formal Committee, did I mention? (I probably did.) (Committee's a silly word.) Basically, Ben (representing Kerrie, Carmen, Claudia, Sydney, Geoffrey and himself), Matt (representing "the boys") and Leanne (representing her group) were elected, Ben because he didn't really do anything much (that's what he said). Naturally, I missed out. I'm ashamed to say that I wasn't exactly a good loser. I'd calmed down by the time I'd gotten out of the hall, though.

And then, at lunch, we (meaning me, Ben, Kerrie, Carmen and Syd, Claudia being at S&L and Geoffrey being with Jim and his group (and at S&L anyway)) were discussing our softball thing (which was/will be in Week 9 (I think)) for PE, and Ben, because his experience lay mostly in the field of baseball (which he played/plays for summer sport, like Kerrie actually plays softball), discussed mostly baseball tactics, which I found somewhat helpful (because baseball and softball are pretty close, right?), but all we ended up with was this (because all we ended up doing was arguing about whether or not we could combine the "outfield catches" drill and the "base drills" (which Ben said we couldn't, but we were going to run behind if we got them to do both, and it ended up being a very complicated back-and-forth argument):
1 hour
Stretch
Warmup: partner throwing and catching
(8 mins for above)
17 mins for skill development: base drills
30 mins modified game
Oh, and at the beginning, when I arrived, we had a little discussion on how there were really 4 groups/demographics in our class, the fourth group being "[me] [Me] and Jim and Han and the rest". More on that later. 
And then the bell rang and I had to run all the way to T block. Ridiculous, for a maths class, n'est-ce pas? (Isn't it?)
Apparently, they'd done ASTC yesterday, but I sat through the explanation anyway. (Because I was bored, that's why.)
And then we had Ag, where I asked Jim and Steven if they felt they would be accurately represented by Matt, who, no offence, isn't really part of Jim's social circle. Then Roshan comes in and just was a general ass. (Not bullying, it's been used to describe him before, and yeah, he is kinda that. At. All. Times.) And then Jim & Steven say that they're perfectly fine with Matt representing them. And that I couldn't possibly do better. (That IS what they said. Just paraphrased because my memory's awful.) And then David and Han come in, and Han goes out looking for his lappy. Which turned out to be in his bag after all. And then Roshan accused David of "not sounding like him[self]", which David said was bullying. Right accusation, wrong person.
So then, David, Han and I, after I asked them basically the same question as Jim and Steven (and Roshan), got into a involved discussion about how there were at least 5 social groups, because Steven, Emery, Albert V., Eric and the like formed another social group, and that Han and I were clear out of the main social groups (him because he likes to think of himself as an autistic psychopath (his words, paraphrased and concatenated); and me because I'm a social butterfly; I go from group to group whenever I feel like it). So then I should have stood as a representative for myself or not at all. I wonder if I could possibly join?
And then I went to the library.
And yes, there are new postcards today, I went up after school and looked. And took a few, in addition to a newspaper, New Scientist Careers Guide, HSC timetable and a flyer for a competition.
And I did library duty; apparently Ms Romanov and Mrs Kunz can't be here during lunch, so Mrs Hayes is taking over tomorrow.
And then I went home, pigged out on apple pies and custard tarts, went on the computer, played Infectionator (conquered the world in 129 in-game days, I think) and typed this up. Oh, and copied out the manières de dire for French tomorrow. Still need to draw a farm model.
And also; for the benefit of those who haven't studied IPT; to link to my blog, use this code:

:<:a href = "http://what-is-it-that-it-is.blogspot.com/":>:[insert text, images (using :<:img:>::<:/img:>: tags), whatever here]:<:/a:>:

OR:

:<:a href="http://what-is-it-that-it-is.blogspot.com/" target="_tab":>:[insert text, images (using :<:img:>::<:/img:>: tags), whatever here]:<:/a:>:

and just remove all the colons (":") from it (because otherwise, without the colons the code wouldn't show up on this page) and replace the text within the square brackets. Hey, don't look at me like that, we had to learn this in IPT.
And also, you'll notice that I've given up on dashes and now am just highlighting in black to hide the names of teachers so that I can't be sued (hopefully.)
Right. Night, people.
EDIT: LOL? Masterpieces stolen in Paris
EDIT: And did I forget to mention that I borrowed "Alcatraz and the Scrivener's Bones", "The Book of Time" and "Abernewtyn Mon Amour" today? Yeah.

More on Friday

Why do I get the feeling that the computer gave up on organising my "labels" halfway?
LOL, WTF happened to the French Saturday night program on SBS? Oh, wait, it was at 9. My bad. Anyway, I'll just listen to the Cantonese program instead.
*several hours and a French program later*
Oh, shoot, I should've done this before.
*the next day*
Bloody hell, this is taking such a long time.
So anyway, after looking at pretty clothes (NTS: Scab more money for shopping trip next Friday) but before we found any food (no pork rolls, Mum already bought one for us on Thursday and I ate half of it when we were checking out the service centre), we went into this DVD shop, that we'd been in a few times.
{rest of this composed 11/4/0, wee small hours}
Ah, crap, missed EVERY SINGLE FRENCH PROGRAM THIS WEEK. Merde.
Anyway.
So then we bought a couple of absolutely non-pirated DVDs. some of which was a movie called "Bodyguards and Assassins", which turned out to be about protecting Sun Yat-sen from not-ninja guys WHO STILL DRESSED IN BLACK WTF and there was another one which was a TV show 7's now promoting, which is absolutely not new, of course not.
And then we went and bought pastries from this shop in some arcade, called AA Bakery or something.
And then we went and looked at all the pretty clothes and bought stuff to make the OTHER type of spring roll. You know, with rice paper and all. No, it is NOT fried.
And then we went to see my other grandma and my two maiden aunts who live with her. I ended up spilling the beans on Mum's current marital situation. So shoot me.
And that was my other Friday.
Amazing how shops in Cabra stay open all year round.
And I don't care what you say, THE SHOPS IN HONG KONG (or at least Tsuen Wan) WERE CLOSED ON CHRISTMAS DAY '04. THEY WERE. SO THERE.

OMFGWTFBBQ IT FEELS LIKE A FREAKING SATURDAY

Argh, still on the old computer. GIVE IT UP, ALEX. YOU'VE HAD MORE THAN A DAY ON IT.
Right, so since I went off the computer (forcibly, because Mum wanted to visit BOTH grannies on the same day), not too much has happened.
So first up we went to Mum's mum's place. Nothing much happened, except I used her pay TV to watch a couple of eps of HIMYM (meh.), got bored and went and texted Puneet. I wonder what her response was...?
*pauses massage chair*
*literally goes off to check phone for the first time since this morning*
Oh, she's at a family friend's wedding.
*sigh of relief that she didn't freak out*
Oh crap, the massage chair turned off.
*turns on massage chair*
*checks credit*
*waits for text back*
*mental "Oh shit, need more credit"*
*texts Puneet back*
*wonders if new phone will become reality*

And then we went to Cabramatta, because that's where my other granny lives, with two of my aunts.And we were also complaining of hunger. Well, I was. And then we went SHOPPING! Yes, that's right. SHOPPING. ON GOOD FRIDAY. A PUBLIC HOLIDAY. God is very good.
So we walked past several clothing stores, most of which had VERY, VERY good clothes (most of which I can't fit in, anyway. Pooh.) and I saw one with such a low neck that I wouldn't be able to wear even the bra I'm wearing right now under it (which is strapless), so low is the neckline.
To be continued, as I'm so tired right now. Tune in later for more Cabramatta shopping goodness.
Oh, and here's a nice, unrelated photo of Victor K., btw. Linky for less cropping.