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la bella vita;

Cara

loves: black and white photography. poetry. vintage stores. thunderstorms. good ambience. fairytales. disneyworld. black kohl and fuschia lipstick. red and purple skittles. turquoise beads. icing but not cakes. might-have-beens. the dandy warhols. within temptation. automatic loveletter. mediaeval baebes. troy. interview with a vampire. the oc. making 11:11 wishes. purple glitter. mermaids. my-little-ponies. magic.

expertise: melodramaticks. eyeliner. laughing. goodbyes. hanging in there.

♥ music on, world off.

shh.

♥ scream(?).

live.

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Tuesday, November 10, 2009

hello, old friend. 7:08 AM

O-P is O-VER

Two exams in a day.
That's gotta be a record of some sort, right?
...oh yeah I forgot; we live in Asia.

So Higher Chinese wasn't as bad as I'd expected. I finished the second paper at 12:15, then capped up all my pens and zipped up my pencil case and sat there waiting expectantly for the invigilators to come around and collect our papers. Got some funny looks; and then looked at the screen again and realized that only the Chinese people end at 12:15. Higher Chinese people get till 12:45.
Grr.
So I sat there, rechecked my answers, and then swung-leg and wrote poetry in the margins and doodled sketches of the Rolleston's tattoo-to-be. (because that's in Chinese, so it counts)

OP was fun/ny.
I think we all went a little bit crazy after it ended- WJ was bouncing up and down and so was Carol and I was making paper planes from my scripts and intending to fly them off the school tower.
"...to represent our hopes and dreams!!"

Cue weird looks from the rest of the group. And then Carol, "...Cara. There're only 2 Science kids here. THEY'RE the ones with the Hopes And Dreams. Not us."

...Poppycock sez I!
I have hopes and dreams too. Like, um. To live in Stratford as a starving thespian and sell bits of poetry in jamjars and have lots of love and laughter and candlelight.
...at least. That's what the Movie Me would do.

The Real Me realized that sending my paper planes aloft from the school tower probably wouldn't settle very well. Because it would be just like Life to hand me detention on the day OP ended. So I didn't.
Another reason why I didn't: I was hanging off the balcony ledge, dangling one of my paper planes; ...and then Xu Yang looked over and, with an expression of slight disdain, went, "...You shouldn't bother. Yours won't fly."

Oh gee, thanks, Physicz Kid. So it's You and Gravity Vs Me And Paper Plane, hm?

On another note; ...V.Bunny, darling.
I hope you feel better soon.
Because you deserve a strong, shining man not a
glorifed limpet.

And on another another note.
...I don't have to go to school tomorrow YAY
for the first time in eons; because although school technically ended two weeks ago, what with HMUN and PW and HCL, we've all been going back to school almost everyday.
So tomorrow I will have a long, earned lie-in. And then I will swim. And then I will finish up the OEP packing list, plan what to say for the briefing, and then get started on my HMUN position paper.

So much to do. I mean- honestly- what holiday? I'm away, effectively, for almost a month in total. And then Oly Poly Stone (WJ's creation, not mine)'s coming down and we're going to live infinitely and I don't think living infinitely constitutes calculating limits on my GC...ugh damn but am going to have to do it anyway; I know that.
And then school starts and as a kind of "Welcome Back; This Year You Will DIE" gift, we get a Math test on the 6th, on eeeverything that's been tested this year. Which I basically slogged my arse off for and still got a D ; so you can imagine what's gonna happen when I don't have time to study.

OH WELL c'est la vie.
We can practice Math together, hm, Rolleston? You pump iron; I'll count your reps.
We'll start with the basics.
3 + 7 = ..?

Speaking of numbers. I should get back to compiling the OEP packing list.
Mum, when she heard I was asked to do up the packing list: "...You? Packing list? You're the last person they should ask!"
Cara: "Yeah, like. 'Okay, y'aaaall, so, like, remember to bring your cute shoes, and your mascara, and ofc eyelinerrr...' "
Mum: " '...aaand, like, make sure, it's, like, waterproof and all...' "

...Okay look am not that much of a lost case.
Really.

Thermal leggings, flannels, jeans ( oh D: ), boots, poncho.

...See?
I can think Basics, too.