I noticed some people are depressed about the HSC. Here are some things to cheer you up.

If ever there is tomorrow when we’re not together.. there is something you must always remember: you are braver than you believe, stronger than you seem, and smarter than you think. but the most important thing is, even if we’re apart, I’ll always be with you. - Winnie the Pooh

Today, I was on the computer. I looked and saw the Microsoft Word paperclip guy but Word was not open. He winked at me and then disappeared. I'm worried. MLIA.

Today, I went in for knee surgery. While they were wheeling me in my hospital bed, I saw 6 assistants and the surgeon singing the power rangers theme song while in a huddle. I was no longer worried about anything. MLIA

Study hard ya'll.

See you on the other side!

Helene

Yay

Due to my prowess with computers, I managed to salvage everything I lost when I unwillingly changed blogskins. Woo for me.

"Welcome to the real world," she said to me, condescendingly.

Alright. I am no longer moping. Good start. I reassure myself constantly by saying, "Don't worry, we will all be together again for English Paper 1".

I gave my facebook password away to a trustworthy friend. If the Spazmo does anything funny on my facebook, like change my default picture to a zombie, then please understand. I feel so empty inside without le facebook. I craved social networking so badly that I logged onto my Bebo. I know. My social status just dropped by like 10 places...whatever, I'm not at school anymore. THE HIERARCHY NO LONGER EXISTS!

I am now looking forward to the future and of attending the University of No Sexy Women (UNSW - I got it off Tan, who speaks from experience of course). I found out that quite a few people are heading northways to go to university (no shit, Sherlock!) and hence I don't feel as separated from everybody at school who I miss so dearly. How about we all go out and get coffee in the city one day? Probs hang out at Newtown? Yeah, future ftw.

One month from now we'll be livin' it up. I can't wait until all this finishes. WE ARE SO CLOSE! I've been planning stuff. Once I finish my Chemistry exam, I think I'm going to dance out of the hall, rub it into all the physics kids' faces that I have finito'ed and then probs head home and chillax before all those 18th parties I have ahead. Which brings me to the topic of: should I have an eighteenth party? Vote yes or no. NB: It's Helene's party, so it would most likely consist of lame stuff. Do you REALLY want lame stuff?

Hurlstone Class of '09 is the best

I shouldn't be blogging. Ah well.

We finished school this week and I've been feeling down because I didn't want anything to change. I admit that I was really excited about uni and about meeting new people and moving on from adolescence...but gosh, the last week has been such a blast and when Thursday came, I couldn't help but cry my heart out. Man, I'm such a loser.

Before last week, I was pretty set and focused on the future. I had my UAC preferences all planned out, I had been to the majority of the open days and I decided on which uni to go to (UNSW!) and was thrilled by the fact that in just 20-odd days I could purhcase my first legal drink. And then we had all those class parties and photos, MUCK UP DAY and boarder-daygo. Pretty much all those events embodied what High School is and the spirit of Hurlstone. During final assembly, when the school captains, our year advisors, the principal and our very capable peer mcs told us about how much we'd grown since we first came to Hurlstone, I realised that I didn't want any of it to end.

I remember the first day of high school. I was pretty skinny back then (yep, you better believe it! haha) and the school dress was a huge potato sack I could easily toss over my head to wear. The majority of my class (7I for the win!) lost their way to their first ever high school lesson - Computers with Mr. Payne in room 11. I nearly did, but I recognised a girl who I knew was in the same class as me because I saw her on orientation day, and because we were lucky enough to ask for directions from a year 12 who wasn't out to get us, we got to class relatively unscathed. That girl was Haney Cho. When we sat in room 11, we compared our 'high school book packs' which we brought on orientation day and she told me about the boarding school and how she already missed her family. She was my first high school friend =) (minus Harrington St buddies, Harrington St. Represent!)

I can't believe it's been nearly 6 years since then! I will forever remember all the good times. Especially the camps! Jindy camp was the absolute best.

I'm going to miss our year. No doubt we make one of the most loveable and capable year groups out! '09 ftw!

Should stop before I cry again,

Stoody hard peoples. See ya'll soon!
Helene