still we must dance on.

So much for the Ancient Romans didn’t have pets. ><

I’m … NOT going to die.

Elct. History Research Assignment on Jack the Ripper

Science Independent Research Project

English Essay on A Streetcar Named Desire

Australian Source Analysis

Christian Studies In-Class Essay

Commerce Business Report/Presentation

Latin Culture Task

So much … in apparently so little time.

 

WHY AM I BACK HERE?!

And sometimes you really feel like jumping onto a highway and getting run over by a car. Or biting yourself to the point where it leaves permanent indentations.

No.

Have a good day …

Hoorah! I’m home again. And … obviously spending my extremely precious /cough/ time blogging. I’m waiting for m.E of the fBi to get on … ASAP. I know she’s getting her built-in wardrobe put in today … but I don’t really care because she promised she would do her PD assignment … hopefully manage to start and finish it today and then, she should be able to catch up with her other stuff.

Yay! I’m happy. but I must go now … so I can ‘study’ for Elct. History and Latin. Goodbye now.

I've tried so much harder ever since the start of the year to do my best and put everything I have into things ... but just today I've been told that what I'm putting in isn't enough. What else can I do when I don't have the time ... when I have so much to do but no one believes that I'm actually working? What should I do?

I guess it doesn't really matter anyway ... I'll just keep working harder until they believe I've done the best I can. (: Because I'm always the one who's wrong.

I promised yesterday night ... at 10:10 that I would rant and ramble and just be extremely weird today. I'm not sure whether I have all that much I want to say anymore. Especially since I'm trying to finish my PD assignment by tomorrow. I'm actually getting a lot done here ... but I doubt that my letter will be all that great and whether my information is sufficient enough. I doubt it is.

Ooh! I just fully changed my desktop (computer) and the whole XP style thing. It looks really nice now, everything is a funny teal colour. I love teal. I like aqua and turquoise as well. And I like the funny shade of greeny-blue in my DP. (hehehe. Every time I mention DP, it reminds me of Annie.)
Annie. Oh Annie. I love Annie and her ... extreme reactions to ... certain topics. I love it when she gets excited because her voice goes into this incredibly high picth it sounds like she's screaming. And the expression on her face is absolutely hilarious. I just love Annie so much. One of the main reasons being that she makes me laugh and laugh and laugh and just keep laughing. (: Seeing you just makes me smile .... because you're always smiling. laughing, saying something funny or just generally being funny. Life is so much happier when I'm around you. It's like you're contagious: but then laughing, smiling and fun is always contagious.
I've rediscovered my ability to laugh and do other things at the same time! Translating a whole paragraph in Latin whilst continually laughing was rather disturbing yesterday, but it made me happy. And I'm happy. I mean ... laughing for over my record of 10 minutes was painful and got extremely annoying that ... in the end ... I ended up sitting alone in the computer room off the GLC. But it was fun.
It all started like this ...
T: "Emmy, I'm cold."
<T's extremely ice-cold hand grabs E's hand>
E: "Ahhh! You are cold! You're so cold you should be dead!"
And I started laughing. It was funny. It was hilarious. I reckon I might have disturbed Sarah a bit but ... (: Apologies to her ...
And I was dumb enough to rip my translation out and leave it in my diary, which I left at school so when I got home, I had to REDO the whole thing ... which was tiring and I took 3 hours translating all 7 passages. But I love translating latin ... actually I love translating any language ... because it's so much like putting a puzzle together. I love puzzles. I put together a 1000 piece one of a ship by myself once. It was really good. I really liked it.
Wow. It's amazing how much you can ramble on about ... nothing ... when you're just rambling. That just totally didn't make sense. ><
One of the many reasons I love Livejournal so much is because I can use >< as much as I want and not have to worry about the stupid html stuffing everything up (which is what blogger does ... so I try to remember not to use it there ... most of the time I remember....) 

Now I'm going to get back to work. (:

I've spent basically my whole afternoon translating Latin and now I'm really over it. I managed to finish translating all seven passages so I'm happy. Now I have to learn CHINESE for tomorrow. How terrible. Maybe that means I'm allowed to ramble tonight...but I'm always allowed to ramble anyways.

It's ten:ten and I'm DYING.

I think I'll rant tomorrow.

So, Emmy, you wanted my to remind you …

( MSN OFFLINE MESSAGES: 5th March 09 )

SAVED. SAVED DEAR EMMY.

/sigh/ talk about a lot to go through. I agree, we regret about way too much. /cough/ I still remember I said to MB last year that I regretted everything I did/do. It’s true. I regret being totally careless in the maths test today and totally getting the last question WRONG because I looked over the little minus sign which made All the difference.

I will do what you are doing too. I want to … at least. And care. Stop being such a lifeless, heartless, careless person and … work hard. work efficiently (although I already do that) and … aim to do my best. AND ACTUALLY DO IT. We shall motivate each other. hey? XD

 

NOW…TO MY OTHER DEAR LITTLE FRIENDS (well, most except for one is older than me … so XP)

I don’t have much to say to you except … the maths was good. It was EXTREMELY good. Very easy … for once : meaning about doubly as many careless mistakes … but (:

I’m sure you all loved it too (:

Everyone’s crazy about something. Maybe you’re crazy about television, movie stars or singers. Or maybe you’re obsessed over tennis, swimming and netball. Maybe you’re just the odd person who obsesses over extremely fictional characters found in books. But would you believe that a whole grade is currently poring over their maths books, reciting formulas and solving surds and indices? Well my grade is. All 150-something of us. Because, unfortunately, we have an ‘extremely important’ maths test tomorrow which is worth about 30% of our semester one report. So, surprise surprise, the whole grade is now crazily discussing nothing but surds, indices and general, boring, maths. (Although I love maths and don’t find it boring in the slightest way.)

I wish all this stuff weren’t pink but I guess I like this … layout/theme and I can’t be bothered to stuff around with the CSS and change the colour. I guess this colour isn’t all that bad when you think about it. There’s still the two blue squares up the very top … making a lot of difference. >< Yay! I can use >< on LJay. I can’t on blogspot which annoys me so much but I’ll cope by using it doubly as much on LJay. PREPARE TO SUFFER!!! hehehe.

>< >< >< >< –.– >< >< >< ><

Hehehehehehe!

Good Luck to you all. (:

I think I've done this before ... but I want to do it again!
RED: Red reminds me of fire. Fire and heat. Fire is, I reckon, reasonably peaceful. I know it's rather ... strange ... to say that after all that has happened to our poor Victorians. I would say that a safe form of fire is peaceful, one that doesn't burn things down, cause death and injury, etc. I actually really like fire, when it doesn't burn things down. RED is fire. I reckon lots of people see red as hate, anger, fury: fire. Also, maybe it's because I live in a reasonably traditional Chinese family, red is good. Red is luck. Red is ... basically everything for us Chinese.
ORANGE: Obviously, (or not), orange reminds me of Richardson, the house that I just so happen to be in. I'm not overly fond of orange, but being in the 'orange house' for the last three years makes a difference to your way of thinking. Orange reminds me of those flowers people give you on your birthday - those really nice ones with fake ladybugs stuck on them. I actually have no idea what type of flower they are but orange reminds me of those. Oh! And orange reminds me of Instant Messaging. Maybe it's just my computer but whenever I get a new message, things on the bottom of my screen start flashing ORANGE.
YELLOW: The colour of "happiness". Extremely untrue. Yellow makes everything brighter but it's often a colour which I hate because it's just too bright. Sometimes, it's so bright you just can't see it on the white. Which is why I hate YELLOW colour pencils because ... they're just so unsee-able sometimes. Yellow also reminds me of the sun. Suns are no good.
GREEN: Green is for the trees, the grass ... basically nature. Thinking of green reminds me ofravelfield  and her new obsession with lime GREEN. I don't like green, but I don't really hate it much either. I guess green is just part of life for me, you accept the fact that everything (well, nearly everything) outside your window (over here, at least) is green. You learn that green won't kill you and that it doesn't look that bad when you think about it anyway. (I have the urge to colour 'GREEN' in ravvie's favourite lime green.
BLUE: I love blue. Blue is my favourite colour. *stop marking my words as wrong!!* Blue is the colour of the sea, of the sky, of your desktop - when you haven't changed it into something nicer - and of nice flowers: like forget-me-nots. BLUE reminds me of elephants, those cute little elephants you give little kids. I guess they come in pink too, but blue suits elephants more because you 'associate' elephants with water. Well, I do anyways.
INDIGO: The midnight sky. I always say that but I'm never actually looked up at the sky at night: well I have but I don't notice what colour it is. I just imagine that the midnight sky will be the same shade of blue/black as INDIGO is. I've never liked indigo, not unless it's put with really nice shades of blue.
VIOLET: I still haven't found out what colour VIOLET really is. I use this 'purple' cos it looks nice.

iruruu ? ravelfield ? jkky ? Your Turn.

( What if ...... )

daydreaming. dreaming. doubting. wondering. I don't think any of the about questions could really be answered and I doubt whether any of them have any degree of truth to them. Yet I still wonder, knowing it's not possible, I still wonder. think. imagine. What if all this really were true? What would life be like?

I'm so bored. I just had dinner and came back and I'm so bored. Yay! M.Es on. YAYAYAY!

iruruu 's comment onravelfield  managed to somehow draw me back here. I reckon I'll just be random here: as I normally am, and somehow actually manage to get something reasonable said over at http://tcsky.blogspot.com.

Guess what?! I'm back to Firefox. I love Firefox, I don't know why ... but I just really do.

I <3 animated pics. DP. (: ANNIE!! Annie and her David Pan. Pan or Pann? I love laughing at Annie when she goes crazy over the most ridiculous things. Okay, maybe not that ridiculous but ridiculous enough for me to never even think about them.

Can you believe that I actually did most of my Australian History assignment yesterday? Even I can't believe that I actually did something. It's amazing.

And I'm sitting here, supposedly typing my 150 word response on the reliability of Oral History but actually just sitting here and typing random nonsense.

Actually, I reckon I'll go do it now ... then go and do random stuff. (aka. sitting here, talking to people on msn and more blogging: probably on tcsky though.)

Again. Second time in a week ><

http://traciekaysie.blogspot.com - if you've forgotten.

Goodbye.

I’m lost … I wished I had something to say, something to type, something to mark down on this seemingly empty page. I wonder, now, where all those meaningless words came from two years ago …

 

Sometimes I wonder why we were born to be curious, stupid and investigating. Why must we have to go through our whole lives learning, experiencing and wondering? Why can there never be a defining border telling you that there is no more for you to learn anymore? Why must you continue learning until the day you die? And why are so many things so indefinite? You can never define the border between smart and dumb, love and hate, the kind and the cruel. Because it’s all so subjective. If you define being dumb as still learning then nobody is smart, no one will ever escape the boundaries of being stupid. The same is if you are smart from the moment you can talk, move or cry – you can never be deemed stupid again.

 

Cindy loves watching Conan … I guess it would be good if I bothered watching it. I love mystery. Mystery which is answered at least.

I was wrong. Once again. I’m always wrong.

 

Clarisse’s party was great – as expected XP and Anisha and Kate came along too …

 

I finally found out the reason I haven’t been laughing is because we’ve been missing Anisha. I laughed for the first time in ages – like really laughed. Properly.

 

I should write more …. maybe tomorrow.

 

I’m TIRED. ><

Less than a year ago, I found everything funny. I could laugh at almost everything. Ever since the start of the year, I haven’t been able to. I haven’t even properly laughed … that annoys me … and makes me sad. It’s like I’ve been losing my laughter and happiness since the start of the holidays. I didn’t even smiled all holidays. How depressing!

 

Monday is ceramics. Emily, you have more time to make me laugh … maybe you’ll succeed this time. Just maybe.

 

Okay. Maybe I’ve been totally exaggerating the whole thing. I’ve just gone and had ice cream XP Connoisseur’s Cookies and Cream. Yay! And now I feel happier. Though I still wish someone would make me laugh …

I’ve started to realise that after I’ve been to Hong Kong, Japan, Macau, China, etc., I haven’t really been doing much more than recounting the few things that have been happening. And yes, I do still reckon that my life is extremely dull compared to some of those around me. Whilst I sit here spending ten minutes to factorise a stupid trinomial, others are off having fun, staying up late and generally just doing nothing – including my sisters. Cindy spent the whole of yesterday – from the time we got back from Chatswood [Around 3pm] till 10 at night – just watching this totally crazy cartoon about a crazy little detective boy who – although is extremely intelligent – can be extremely random at times. And she spent the whole day watching it. Casey spent the whole day running around everywhere … and sleeping, eating and watching TV – obviously not with Cindy, she was watching whatever was on TVBJ throughout the day.

 

Guess what? I have to spend one and a half hours at North Shore today … one and a half hours every Sunday for a whole term … doing nothing but writing different types of essays. Fun! Maybe not … but tomorrow will be. We have Science first thing – and Science being one of the few subjects which I don’t hate as much as so many other people do. The same goes for Maths, History and Latin. At the moment – I’m not sure whether it’s because I’m going to be spending ten weeks writing essays – I’m not thrilled about the fact that we have English five times a fortnight. Although it is an improvement from last year’s six.

 

I’ve spent a whole two months without anything to read – apart from Chinese newspapers and magazines which I can’t even understand more than 5% of. Someone really needs to remind me that I need to go to the Library. I actually don’t understand why Extended Tuition doesn’t start till week 3. Does it normally work like that? I know that swimming is always earliest to start [having started two days before school did, this year] and always ends as the last thing of the year [nearly two weeks after school ends]. Plus I don’t understand why we didn’t start on Wednesday. We normally do, don’t we?

It was supposed to show you, iruruu  that there was a shop named Naruto. Taken at the Food Court inside The Venetian, Macau.

The first week of school is over, after a few extremely tiring and compulsory activities which we’ve had to take part in. Sitting under the blazing sun for ten minutes on the first day to wait for our year coordinator to arrive so that we could have the photo taken and then standing in line again to have our individual photos taken. [And as always, being a ‘Y’, I was near the end of the line…] Then just basically suffering the heat for the rest of the day and swimming trials today … Even though it was a relief from the sun and heat, it didn’t help all that much.

 

I’ve been away all holidays … in the cooler places on the planet during Christmas and New Years and even freezing to death a few days before flying back here. I’m really not used to the heat and the sun here.

 

今天，我被MONDAY开心。我今天终于可以找到ALICE问他中文在那时开学。EMMY笑我为什么要找他那久只莱问他一个问题。我对EMMY说认为明天是星期六。我们星期六是要回中文学校但是我不知道是不是这个星期开学。如此，我要问问他是不是今个星期开学。我找他很久，终于找到他。很开心。

我的重任拼音很不好。我该学好我的中文（普通话）拼音。我今年比上年好。我的英文要改善，我的数学要越学越多，我希望我的拉丁文可以比上年好我希望我可以张学到的事好好地记住。我今年英文没要EMMY在提我要做什么。我要自己做我要做的事。

 

I don’t think I even understood that … oh wells …

 

No Chinese tomorrow!!!

Like Qewang said: The first day of the first term … and I think I have the right to believe it will be the worst day of this year. I understand how Sa felt on the first day of last year. Being moved down four English classes – even if they’re teaching us the same things and are apparently ‘no different’ it still gives a bad impression … right?

Ever since Maths, first period, this morning, I’ve think I’ve been sounding a lot like Annie. How can someone worry and stress this much over getting moved down classes. Why should I – or anyone else – even bother to think more about it? I don’t have an answer to that question but I know my mum wants me to do ‘better’. Do I? I think I do … like Tracey always thinks she wants to do or get something … but often can’t be bothered to do it or get it. I guess I’m just that sort of person … not bothered, won’t even try to put much thought into anything …What do you think I should do? Maybe I should work harder … I wish Emmy was here … she says I answer her questions by not replying … and she answers my questions by giving me a list of millions of possibilities.

 

I better get on with my Science and Maths now … and hopefully manage to find a way to contact Alice …

It’s 2009 – The year of the Ox!!

 

How come it’s never worried me that the holidays always end and school always starts again? Everyone else starts stressing and worrying about classes and getting back to school about two weeks before school actually starts. If the people who were worrying weren’t friends of mine, I’d have started laughing long ago.

 

Yesterday was both Australia Day and Chinese New Year. I promised [myself] that I will actually start to realise why everyone worries so much about … so much and I guess I’ll start to understand why everyone feels it’s so important to worry about tests, assignments and results.

 

Happy Birthdays to:

 

Vee

 – 14th-JAN

Robyn

 – 19th-JAN

Claudia (Quak)

 – 21st-JAN

 

I’m not going to bother putting all my pictures onto FB because there’s like 1800 something of them.

 

http://flickr.com/photos/traceyskyeung

You know, I used to love counting down the days before the end of the holidays. I don't really count down as much anymore. I don't really care when we have to go back, when we have to leave and when we'll have to wake up at six in the morning anymore. Nothing seems to matter anymore. 

I went to Hong Kong Disneyland yesterday with my Mum's cousin and his girlfriend. It was heaps of fun and we bought lots of stuff - even though he said that it wasn't anywhere near 'a lot'.

I have around 4-5 days left here in HK and I think I've had all the fun I need for these holidays ... I really want to go home. I'm actually starting to miss the sun >< how scary.