umpteenth rambling

TGIF, yes? I can't wait for Country Fair tomorrow, yay! It's gonna be lots of fun so come and support the school! For those of you coming by train, remember that some of the train lines have track maintenance on tomorrow so they will be substituted by buses, sorry guys. I'll be on the 12~2pm shift for parking, so maybe I'll tell you where to park :D. No jelly stall this year! D: Courtney said it required a lot of organisation to just run it so I guess it wouldn't have been easy running it each year. Maybe if I remember, I can run the jelly stall next year or something; my mum taught me how to make a mean jelly dish that 'melts in your mouth' xD. That's beside the point though, which is to ramble.

You know how we always get stressed about the work and assignments that we get from school and always complain about it? Well honestly, I kinda live for those moments. I mean, I don't love assignments or anything, but, I like the rush that comes with it. The super-concentrated mood that I get into and the relief when the assessment/assignment/exam is over. I can't imagine my life without those points in my schooling life. I find that on not so busy weekends I find myself wanting to do some sort of work, that I SHOULD be doing something rather than fluffing around. I'd like to think that in the future, looking back on my time in Hurlstone, I will think of the rush-rush hustle and bustle of school life and that, though not as stressful as real life, was still an arduous time (arduous is a bit OTT isn't it?). You might think I'm crazy for having some sort of indirect liking toward the work we do at school, and you know, you could be right. I believe that everyone is a little crazy in their own little way. Just that some are more crazy than others.

As I discussed with someone the other day (or was it today? school days meld together), I find it a bit daunting that we, as high school students, stress so much about papers and assessments, cramming to the last minute and freaking out before and afterward finding out the questions we got wrong by confirming answers with our friends, when we're only in high school. I mean, the real world out there, where you can get a stellar job, is a LOT more demanding than we can think of. As smart as we are, I feel that we haved lived out most of our lives so far in a shoebox in a house on a street in a suburb far away from the big city. Yes, I feel that we have yet to experience the true horrors of the world and that there is nothing we can do to prepare for those experiences. After all, life is a crapshoot.

Hm. I think I'll tax something from someone else's blog. Thanks for reading!