To Build A Home

There is a house built out of stone
Wooden floors, walls and window sills
Tables and chairs worn by all of the dust
This is a place where I don't feel alone
This is a place where I feel at home

Cause, I built a home
for you
for me

Until it disappeared
from me
from you

And now, it's time to leave and turn to dust

Out in the garden where we planted the seeds
There is a tree as old as me
Branches were sewn by the color of green
Ground had arose and passed it's knees

By the cracks of the skin I climbed to the top
I climbed the tree to see the world
When the gusts came around to blow me down
I held on as tightly as you held onto me

I've been listening to 'To Build A Home' by The Cinematic Orchestra lots lately. It's a beautiful song. A good friend of mine made me listen to it, usually when she tells me a song to listen to I'll listen to it once then never think about it again but this song really stuck with me. Later she sent me a video of her singing it and I thought it was beautiful. Just like her. Sometimes I like to watch the video when I miss her and, be if for a split second or 5 minutes, it makes me forget the physical distance between us. On top of this I just think that the lyrics and overall song are beautiful.

Anyway onto what's been happening lately. Well I go back to
school on Monday, ew. I've had a week off of school for Spring Break but honestly it feels as if it's only been a couple of days. I'm quite proud of myself because I have had a wild night or to just like the crazy American teenagers who come to mind when I hear the words 'spring break'. Unfortunately my plans to use the break to get ahead on my school work over the break fell through and I've yet to actually do any homework. Erk.

On Friday I went up to Hanoi with dad and we spent the day tasting coffee, and I don't think I want to have another cup of coffee for the rest of my life. I felt so sick afterwards and I also have a very low caffeine tolerance; I get the shakes. In the afternoon I went to Hanna's house and we went out that night.

Overall the break has been pretty good but it has had it's pitfalls:
1) As of last night I no longer have a phone. It went missing last night. We've tried calling it but who ever has it has turned it off.
2) The strap on my favourite floral dress broke but there's nothing to worry about as it can easily be fixed.
3) I was
ted a lot of time.
4) My mum found the pipe which I bought as a joke and she didn't appreciate the humour.
5) I did/said some embarrassing things. Owh well, it was all in good fun and nobody was hurt.

Some of the highlights of the break were:
1) Seeing friends
2) Some other people noticed/commented on the fact that my hair is now a little longer. Excellent!
3) Mum came back from Thailand with presents: 2 new floral skirts (yippee!), a much needed new blush brush, a pair of heels, a pair of flats, and a copy of NYLON. She also came back safe and sound which was nice as well.
4) I did some reading.
5) I did lots of diary writing.
6) I slept lots.

Since I haven't been doing homework and have had a lot of spare time on my hands I've done some thinking about the future, and now have a vague idea of what I want to do in that time between high school and uni. I've told my parents and they seemed to be more amused by my plans than anything else. Hopefully those of you out there in the blogging world will appreciate them more than my parents did. So my plans. Lately I've been getting into yoga and I really love it so I was thinking of going off to India or somewhere for a few months to study under a Yogi. Hopefully then I'll be certified to teach yoga so if they whole going to uni thing falls through, becoming a yoga instructor could be my fall back plan. I think it'd be good and it's a nice change from what everybody else's plans which are just to "go crazy".

A view of my house from Google Earth.

I saw this and I lol'd non-stop for like 3 minutes. I thought I'd share it.


All Time Low

As of right now I'm pretty much at my 'all time low' because of All Time Low. 'Why is that Ploy?' you ask. Okay I'll tell you. Well All Time Low are playing 2 shows in Melbourne this June just over a week before I'll be coming to Melbourne for 2 months for the summer, well winter in Melbourne. Anyway this means that my future plans have pretty much been shat on. 'What future plans Ploy?' you ask. Well my good friend, I was planning on meeting Jack Barakat after a gig and I would catch his eye. We'd the proceed to talk and keep in touch. Then once I was old enough I'd go to L.A. or Maryland, where ever he may be at that given point in time, for uni and a job. Then we would fall in love and frequent the night life and he'd take me shopping regulararly. Eventually we'd decide to settle down and buy a two storey house with a front and back yard with a white picket fence and window boxes. But now this will never happen. FML.



So I've come to the conclusion that I want Ole Sørensen in my pants.

The best thing is to look natural, but it takes makeup to look natural

I saw this picture and it got me thinking.
Today I was just bumming around and wouldn't be seeing anybody that mattered yet this morning after cleaning up I still put on make up. I don't know why either. 
I guess wearing make up makes me feel better about myself. That sounds horrible but it's true. Whenever I go out in public I must be wearing some form of make up, be it mascara, lip gloss, bronzer, blush or just some tinted moisturiser. I'm pretty sure I'm not the only girl who feels like this. It's not that I feel ugly without make up on... but I just don't feel pretty. There have been rare occassions where I have felt pretty without make up on but the number of times I have felt unattractive without it out weigh those by a mile. 
Another thing which really erks me is when people, particularly men, well no just men! Okay so I hate how they go on about how they wish women/girls wouldn't wear so much make up and that we should all just go natural because that's what's the most beautiful. I can safely say that if you saw half of the women who you consider beautiful without make up you'd be shocked, and maybe even disgusted. No, disgusted is such a harsh word but you get what I mean. Make up can make a world's difference to some people. It hides flaws, accentuates and just makes everything and everybody look and feel better.
I think make up is great and would be lost without mine but I also think the whole concept of make up is quite depressing really. To feel good about ourselves and look nice we need to use something that's come out of a tube or bottle. We go on about natural beauty but in today's society is there really such a thing. We have make up to help us achieve the natural look so there's really nothing natural about it. 
I just don't know. It makes me feel sad but as much as it upsets me I would be even more upset if I had no make up, but maybe the world and our idea of beauty would be dramatically different if we didn't have make up or felt the need to use it. Sometimes I wish I hadn't started using it so then maybe I wouldn't feel that I needed it. 

If a body meet a body coming through the rye

Wow. Two blogposts in one day. Well I am trying to be a committed blogger. I've also decided that my blog is too plain so with every post I'm going to put a photograph or a picture. Unfortunately I can't put my own because of my camera situation. Owh well...

Today was a lazy day. I love lazy days. I stayed inside all day because it was miserable outside; it was wet and dark but I love days like that. I woke up at 8:30 and was so proud of myself. I decided I was going to rest until 9:30 and then go to the gym and really make something of my day. Like most of my plans it fell through, I fell asleep and didn't wake up until 11. The rest of my day was spent lazing around reading, drawing, writing and blogging. So like usual I didn't get any homework done. I finished reading The Catcher in the Rye. It got much  better towards the end. Initially I didn't really understand the hype but after seeing and understanding all the symbolism and the messages I really began to like it a lot more. 

So I'm on spring break at the moment. Whenever I hear the words spring break I think of crazy sloppy American teenagers going wild. My spring break hasn't been anything like that. Well I did go out on Friday night but that's been pretty much it. The rest of my days have been spent either inside, by the pool or at Max's school. Most people probably find that boring but I like it. 

Lately I've started to feel a little better. I've talked to a few people and I've realised that there are people out there who do care about me and that I'm not alone. I guess I kind of lost my faith in people and trusting them and thought that I was alone. I just wasn't looking properly because I've opened up to a few people and they do care. People do care. It feels good to have people to talk to and who will listen. A little bit of kindness goes a long way. So whoever you are try being nice to somebody today; the smallest things can make a world of difference to somebody. Trust me, I know.

There's not much else to write. I'm all blogged out today after the previous post.



For those of you who don't know what Sapa is, it's a place up in the mountains near China in Vietnam. We went there last week for school camp and this blog post is really just a recount of the whole trip. It prolly won't interest you if you weren't on the actual trip but anyway... Honestly, I wasn't really looking forward to the trip. I was planning on feigning a bad case of dysmenorrhea or something along those lines to get out of it. I'm not sure why I didn't want to go so badly. I guess I just didn't feel like going and because I went to Sapa last last Christmas and I hated it. Truth be told I don't even remember why I hated it. I wasn't sure if it was because I thought it was really boring and miserable up there, or because I had to spend time with my family. Maybe it was a combination of the two. Anyhoo that doesn't really matter now because in the end I ended up going on the trip. I didn't really want to miss out on camp because: 
1) After camp people always talk about it 
2) I didn't want to feel left out, this is pretty much the same as number 1
3) I was pretty sure that my parents would know that I was pretending to be sick
a. I usually chicken out when I fake sick to miss something as big as school camp

I was suprised because in the end I actually did end up having a good time. Yeow! Now I'll tell you all about what happened, in chronological order. P.S. 'Chronological' is one of my favourite words at the mo. 

On Monday we actually had school because we were going to Sapa by the overnight train. Apparently there's a day train which goes to Sapa, but who in their right mind would want to go on that? Although we were at school on Monday it wasn't "real" school, we just faffed about all day. It was just one of those days where you sit there and you wonder why on Earth you're at school because you're doing pretty much nothing. The reasoning of teachers and school administrator types is mind boggling. Well no, I guess we did do some stuff but I would rather have stayed at home in bed all day. 

After "school" Song My came back to mine because she lives south of east Jesus no where (Movie quote!!) and it was just much easier for her. I didn't mind having her over because well I love her. Nawh. We didn't do much. I showered and such and we watched Disney channel whilst drinking Ovaltine Yen until my mum came back from the gym and made us dinner. 
For those of you who do not know what Ovaltine Yen is, well it's just like Ovaltine but it's like a Thai thing. It's in a packet and you pour that into a cup and fill it up with hot or cold water, but usually cold because 'Yen' means cold in Thai, and stir. After some stirring you're left with a lovely chocolatey drink which has little rice bubble like things in it and it's all very exciting. Well mine's crunchy because we buy 'Ovaltine Yen - Crunchy'. You can buy it without the rice bubble thingamajigs in them but that just takes away the novelty, and you may as well just go drink Milo or some other chocolate milk instead.

After dinner and last minute bag checks Song My and I went to school. I thought my mum would be very weepy and would hang around a bit seeing as we won't be seeing each other for 2 weeks; I was on camp all last week and she went to Thailand this week, but no. All I got was a brief hug and a "Bye, I'll miss you!" then she and the driver sped off with out a backwards glance. Ok, I'm exagerrating a little but my stories would be no where near as exciting if I didn't exagerrate a little.

Eventually everybody got to school and we were all very excited. We said goodbye to school and loaded onto the buses which took us to the Hanoi train station. I have no idea if that's its actual name but meh. When we got there it was all a little confusing because we were a group of 57 exciting teenagers at a busy train station. I felt bad for the teachers tbh. After much walking and even more standing around doing nothing we got on the train. Yay. I shared my cabin with Song My, Eva and Sukriti. Yay. I actually like them so the train trip was enjoyable. We pigged out on junk food and mucked about for a while. Finja spent a fair bit of time in our cabin as well which was nice. Around midnight we decided to go to sleep because well we were sleepy, we had a big day ahead of use and the conversation was sort of dying. I fell asleep easily; I found the swaying of the train very soothing. I didn't sleep very well though because the train kept stopping and I kept thinking that we were there but then it would just be a false alarm so I'd start dozing off but then they'd play this really annoying horn. This happened about 4 times. 

The train got to Lao Cai at like 5am. Lao Cai is a town which is pretty much right on the Chinese border and from there you catch a bus up to Sapa. The train station wasn't as bad as it was the last time I was there. It wasn't cold and foggy like last time and the best part was it didn't reek of wee this time. Woot. The bus took us up to Sapa and to our hotel which was called the "Bamboo" hotel. It was really nice for a school trip hotel. When we got there we left all our bags in the lobby and went downstairs for breakfast which was alright. The pancakes were yummy. 

After breakfast it was time to go to our activities. Hurrah. I was in Group 1 and I guess we were the lucky ones because we didn't have to go on the hike to the homestay first. You have no idea how grateful I was for that. While we were waiting to go to our activity the Sapa ladies swarmed on us. They're so scary. I pinkie promised like 3 people saying that I would buy stuff from them. Later on this came back to bite me in the arse. I sat on the stairs with Eva and we eavesdropped on a conversation some American man was having with his tour guide. I love eavesdropping. He was doing the typical thing that people do when they talk to Asian people, y'know where they speak slow broken English and put on a weird accent. I've had it happen to me several times and then when I answer back in fluent English the other person pretty much shits themself. Anyway he and his tour guide were wearing the same colours or something lame like that and well here's the conversation:
American man: You and me like twins
Tour guide: What?
American man: You know twins...
Tour guide: No...
American man: I say you and me like twins. T-W-I-N. Twin. You know same same.
Tour guide: Owhhhhh! Trinzz. Yes. *(fake) laugh*
American man: *chuckle*
Looking back it's not that funny but it was 9am and I was sleep deprived and well I found it very amusing. For the rest of the day Eva and I would quote him whenever appropriate and we'd have uncontrollable fits of giggles. There was also a French man with a funny moustache in the lobby. I found this abnormally amusing too. I don't have a very good sense of humour.

After what seemed like 5 hours we got onto buses and drove to a local school. When we got there all the students were lined up along the drive and they were clapping and it was all very cute. We walked down the drive to the courtyard where we had a mini-assembly. The schools principle gave a speech in Vietnamese and we just applauded whenever the Vietnamese kids did. Then Mr. Healy gave a speech where he said the same thing like 13 times but that was okay because it was impromtu and most of the people he was speaking to couldn't speak English anyway. Then the kids sang us their school song which was sweet. Then we had to sing a song so we decided to sing the UNIS song but well nobody knows the words to it because well.... we never have to sing it except for at the first assembly of every year. So we just sang the chorus, some people didn't even know the words to that, it was okay though because nobody could understand what we were singing anyway. Then some of the kids from the school came and gave us roses. I got one, Song My got two being the promiscuous girl she is.

Then we got to work. When they said we were going to do community service at the school I thought we'd be cleaning up or planting trees at the most. I thought wrong. We were doing hardcore manual labour. We had to dig and hoe the ground. I was on the hoeing team but I was soon kicked off by one of our creepy tour guides. Apparently I was doing it right or fast enough so he told me to go pick up bricks so I did while he stood there staring at me creepily. He then came over and told me I was doing that wrong. I wanted to hit him with one of the bricks. He was a creeper. 

3 hours or so later we had lunch in the classroom. Sandwiches, noodles and fruit. It was quite nice actually. Then we had a one hour break. I went a lay in the sun with Song My, Eva, Sukriti, Joanna and Lena. I was so tired. What seemed like 5 minutes later Mr. Healy called us back over and we had to get back to work. I'd gotten sick of piling up bricks so I went and sat with Migara who was building a fence/wall thing. It was enjoyable; Migara provides good conversation. 

Finally we got to go back to the hotel and take showers. Yeow! It had only been a day since my last shower but after spending a night on the train and working I felt disgusting. The shower was lovely apart from the fact that it was freezing cold. I didn't really mind though. After showers we got to go out into town and find our own dinner and to buy presents for our secret friends! We were also given money for that! Yay. In town there was this amazing skateboarding man who was just like sex. However his skateboarding skills left much to be desired and he would've been even hotter if he didn't keep failing. No he wasn't that bad. It doesn't matter though because he was beautiful. Anyway I bought a present for my secret friend Simon. I bought Simon a cowboy hat. Hooray for cowboy hats! After only like an hour of shopping we went to have dinner. None of the other people in my group like shopping as much as I do or have the shopping stamina that I do. We had dinner at the English pub. T'was yummy. To top it all off they also gave us free hats! Ohohoh! While we were in town I also made a friend. She was this little 11 year old girl from a village. She came up and started talking to me and we became "girlfriends" and she even held my hand. She made me pinky promise I'd buy stuff from her and she was so cute and small that I couldn't resist!

When we got back to the hotel it was time to give our secret friends their presents. I gave Simon his cowboy hat. I couldn't really tell if he liked it or not. Oh well. I got a silver bangle/cuff and 3 lollipops from You Jin. I thought it was really sweet and actually liked my presents because those of you will know this: I love bangles and hardly ever am without them. 

After this I went back to my room and watched Disney channel shows with Joanna and Lena, my roomies. Even though I'm nearly 16 I still love the Disney channel. I was so tired that I actually fell asleep in my clothes while we were watching TV and had Song My, Eva and Sukriti in our room. I felt a little rude because of this but oh well. 

Got up and had another cold shower. I was taking all the showers I could because I had no idea when my next one would be. Wednesday was my groups turn to hike down to the village and stay the night there. I wasn't too excited about it because, well I think it's pretty self-explanatory. After breakfast we got all of our stuff ready for the hike. As I was walking through the lobby I looked out of the window and staring and waving at me was one of the ladies that I'd pink promised the other day. I pretty much had a stroke because I didnt think I'd ever see them again in my life. Eeeeek. As soon as I stepped out of the hotel I was attacked by half a dozen ladies, half of which I'd pinky promised I'd buy stuff from. I went and hid in the bus thinking I'd be safe there. Like always, I'd thought wrong. The ladies all stood at the door shouting at me. It was traumatising. Eventually Ms. Montero came to the rescue and shut the door. Then everybody on the bus had a giggle while I was still getting stares and certain hand gestures from the ladies. 

We drove down to a teeny village and got out there. From then on we had to hike. We were given plastic bags because we were expected to pick up rubbish on the hike with our bare hands. Ew. I only picked up two pieces; I was too busy trying not to fall to my death on the hike you see. The hike wasn't that bad but it was hard n some parts, especially for somebody as uncoordinated as myself. I fell a couple of times and still have scratches on my legs, but other than that I guess I enjoyed myself. I know. Ploy enjoying physical activity. I find it shocking as well. I don't really know how long the hike was. I sort of lost track of time. 

When we got to the village we were split up into our house groups. The three groups were The Girls, The Boys and The Koreans, and we were all in three different houses. Obviously I was in the girls groups. The house was comfortable and reminded me of when I go visit Thai relatives in the countryside. I was fine with everything apart from the bathrooms. The girls' house had the worst bathroom of all three and the boys had the best. I thought this was a little unfair seeing as they don't even need to sit to pee. Erk. We had lunch and once again I was reminded of Thailand. Then we had time to bum around and explore. The village was really small so we knew where everything was after about 10 minutes. I went shopping with Joanna and Lena. We bought food. Nomnomnom. After our break we went to the local school and played with the kids. They were all cute. They did a dance for us and there was one kid who got really into it. It was really sweet. We hung around the school for a few hours then we went to the waterfall for a swim. Yay. It was so cold but it was nice after the burning sensation went away. It was all good apart from the creepy tour guides. They were on a school trip yet they still thought it was appropriate to bring beers and smoke while perving on all the girls. Ew. 

Then we had dinner and went to a cultural show where all the tribal ladies danced. They wanted us to sing as well so Pia, Kaela, Joanna, Liza, Lena and I got up and sang 'Summer Lovin'' from Grease.

We were woken up before it was even light by a rooster. I didn't really appreciate that. The morning didn't really get off to a good start because we were grumpy, tired and sore. Well not everybody was but yeah. Breakfast was lovely though. We had pancakes with bananas, honey, sugar and tea. The lady at the house was so nice. I loved her. Using the bathroom in the morning was awkward. Joanna, Lena and I went over to the Koreans. Then we went to the school where we had to help fix it up. The girls were given the job of picking the rubbish up off of the field and then men stood around watching, perving and laughing. Being the crazy bra burning feminist which I am, I was very unimpressed by this. As were all the other girls I think. It was also just really gross because we had to pick up peoples' cigarette butts and other gross stuff. Picking up their rubbish isn't going to help at all because they're just going to keep littering. We should've done something like given them a rubbish bin. 

After much complaining we went back to the houses got our bags, said goodbye and drove up to the eco-lodge. The drive up to the ecolodge felt 5239087 years long because my iPod headphones had decided to break. When we finally got to the eco-lodge we had lunch which was nice just like all the other food we'd had on the trip and had a look around and asked questions. Then we drove back to the hotel in Sapa and had showers. There were only 2 showers for twenty-something girls to use. Argh.

Then we had free time. I walked around town with Song My and Migara. I bought a pipe which is more for comedic purposes than smoking purposes. I haven't found an appropriate time for me to whip it out yet though which has been a little disappointing. I also bought one of those psychadelic Sapanese hats for my dad. I'm pretty sure he'll babe it up when he wears them with his Fitovers. Anyway while we in town I saw my "girlfriend". I didn't buy anything from her and she proceeded to yell at me, swear under her breath in tribal language at me and tell me I was a bad person and that I had a bad heart because I'd broken a pinky promise. I was gutted. 

We all headed back to the hotel picked up our stuff and got on a bus back to Sapa. At the hotel and on the bus we were reunited with the other half of our grade. I don't know how I went 4 whole days without them. When we got to Lao Cai we were given 100 thou to go find food. I went with friends to some restaurant and had noodles. We sat next to a group of grumpy old French people who kept greasing us off because we were having fun and being loud. When we left they said rude things about us in French, not knowing that we can speak it. Humph. They were just jealous because their lives are pretty much over. 

We got onto the train where we ate and played games. We played 'Never Have I Ever...' which got boring after like 5 questions and we also played Black Jack where the loser has to reveal a secret fact about themself which was fun. Eventually we fell asleep.

We woke up before we got to Hanoi and it was gross because they'd turned off the air conditioning during the night and ick. To wake us up they also played this crazy earsplitting Vietnamese music. It made me want to kill myself. When we got to Hanoi everybody was groggy, tired and grumpy. We all said our goodbyes and took taxis home.

So yeah, that was grade 10 camp. I had a pretty good time for the most part :)



New blog header! 
I'm also going to change the layout too! Just a total re-vamp :)
I have so much to write about, but I can't do it right now because I'm going to go sit outside and do some writing.

Let's dance to joy division and celebrate the irony.

Well, what a week this has been. Its had its ups and downs. I've gotten closer to some people and have lost others. It hurts but the pros outweigh the cons, and in the long run the choices I've made are for the best. It's sad to see it end this way, but nothing lasts forever.

Moving on. Camp is this week. I have mixed feelings about it. I went to Sapa the Christmas before last and I did not like it very much, at all. Maybe it'll be different this time. I don't know. What I do know is that it'll be exhausting, so I'm going to try and keep this blogpost short because I want to get some extra sleep tonight. I'm not really looking forward to the looooong and very slooooow train trip up to Sapa, but I'll just have to live with it. I'll try to think of it as quality time which I get to spend getting to know my peers. Hurrah. In preparation I've downloaded a bunch of music and have some reading material. I'm just being cynical. I know I'll probably enjoy it once I'm there. The only part of the trip I'm really dreading is the hike. Those of you who know me will know that I just don't do exercise.

I can't really think of anything to write at the moment. My brain's not working. No words are coming to mind. I'm just really tired. I'll write some more interesting posts after I get back from camp because I'll be on spring break and will have a lot of time on my hands.

The King of Carrot Flowers

So another weekend has come and gone. This weekend was the last weekend before Personal Project is due, and I'm very pleased to say that I finished it! And I didn't just finish it now at 10 o'clock at night but I had it all done by 3 this afternoon so I spent the rest of the afternoon watching Skins. I watched the episode about JJ, and well I loooooove him now. He's so sweet and even though I think that they over do that whole aspect of him, I still adore him. 

Anyway Friday was an okay day. I only had 2 full classes and the rest were spent watching MRISA on the field. It was nice to just bum around all day. I saw a few familiar faces and it was awkward. I made uncomfortable small talk with a boy I'd me at MUN in Singapore. After he walked away I looked down, and my bra was hanging out. Cringe!

There was one team and pretty much all of them had mohawks. There was also lots of eye candy, but the truth is they weren't that hot, but you see, Hanoi is the female equivalent to a 'Sausage Fest' so any member of the opposite sex who I haven't seen before or who is remotely 'hot' gets my hormones racing.

After school I had my first therapy session. It was really helpful and I plan on going back. I felt like I really 'connected' with her. 

The rest of the weekend was spent working hard on my Personal Project and like I said at the beginning; it's finished! It feels very surreal to actually have it all done and out of the way! It feels good! 

I thought I'd share the front cover with you lovely internet people. It's my little brother modelling the shirt I got made. However I have decided that this was the first, only and last time that I will ever make him pose for me in Ray Bans against the white wall because he's 11 going on 12 and he's about to embark on the journey into manhood and I don't want to fuck him up in any way. So here are the pictures I'm using for my front cover!


Hello Darkness, My Old Friend.

It's been ages since I've written a proper blog post, all I've been doing lately is posting pointless blogs which are either videos or pictures. I apologise. Things have been pretty busy lately; Personal Project's due on Monday! I'm really nervous about it but luckily we have a 'No Homework Day' on Friday and the weekend so I'll get to work really hard on it then! I'm not expecting to get an amazing mark though, just a pass. I'm a little 'cheesed off' at my supervisor, because the project is due on Monday but he won't reply to my emails and then when we did a mock up marking of my project he gave me a low grade for Personal Engagement, but the thing is he hardly ever replies to my emails and he ignores me when he sees me at school! Gerg :(

This week's had it's ups and downs. I'll go through what happened chronologically.


Monday morning started off with math. To most people this would be icky, but those people don't have the legend that is Mr. Linaker aka Bob for math. At the beginning of math class we usually walk in, sit down and Bob gives us a factoid or some sort of kooky fact for the day, sometimes he does this at the end of the class as well. Anyway on Monday we sat down and he started telling us whose birthday it was today. Then,

Bob: Oh! And today's this famous bald guy with a red birth mark on his head's birthday.
*Moment of silence which seemed to last 58920785760762 years*
Class: lolllolllollollllolllollollololllol!
Bob: Noooooo, not me! I meant (some dead Russian politician)
Ploy: Hoh.

So, that was a little silly of me but I remember him saying that his birthday was in March so I just assumed it was his birthday. I guess Dad was right when he said "When you assume you make an ASS out of U and Me". Cooooooooool.

After lunch we had athletics, which I hate to the moon and back. I just think running is pointless because it's not like soccer or something where you have to think about what you're doing. I just hate it because it gives me time to think and I hate thinking and to top that off I also have a really short attention span.

After school I had yoga. This coming Monday will be the last lesson. Nooooooooooo! Not many people turned up to class but that didn't really matter. While we were stretching somebody farted. I lol'd.


I was 'sick' on Tuesday so I stayed home. I got lots of work done on my Personal Project. Yay! Sadly I didn't get to sleep until 1am. Erk.


Wednesday was my mum's birthday! Happy Birthday Mum! Unfortunately it didn't get off to a good start. I was left for school late, as per usual. I was in a rush and was trying to tuck my top in nicely when mum started yelling at me but because it was her birthday I had to be nice to her. As she was yelling "PLOY YOU'RE GOING TO BE LATE!", my finger got caught on the detailing at the front of my shirt and I tore it. Oh the calamity :( I couldn't yell something rude back at her or tell her to go away like I normally would and I was pretty much farting with rage after tearing my top so all I could do was yell "I'M WELL AWARE OF THAT MOTHER!" back at her and continue tucking my top in hastily. Anyway when I got to school I wasn't even late! So that pissed me off because I ripped some of the detailing on my favourite top!

When I got to school everybody was like "OH were you "sick" yesterday Ploy?". I like how nobody was genuinely concerned for my health. They all just automatically assumed I was faking, which I was, but it still would've been nice if somebody had asked if I was sick as opposed to "sick".

We had P.E. last period and it wasn't that bad. We had to do a 6 minute run and I was happy because I ran, well jogged, for 6 minutes without stopping. I was proud of myself!

After school I hung around with Song My and Migara for an hour. Song My brought a yellow umbrella to school and while we were sitting at the picnic tables Migara thought it would me funny to hook the umbrella handle around my ankle and pull. Needless to say I didn't find it as amusing as he did. Then my mum came and she brought us cake! I was being fat and ate it, but in all fairness I did just have P.E. Mum's weird in the sense that on her birthday she wants to give to others rather than take from others. It's lovely, and it shows just how different we are.

Dad came back from Thailand on Wednesday as well. I've spoken to him on the phone but haven't seen him in the flesh yet. Things didn't go to well because he tried to lecture me but I just wasn't in the mood because I was tired and grumpy so I hung up on him. Oh how I love phones. I'm going to have to deal with him on Friday though. Eeek.


Today started off with French class. We were let out of homeroom 10 minutes late so we were 'en retard'. We being Finja, Jonathan and I. I had my oral today and I went first. I hate calling them orals. You can say that my mind is in the gutter, I don't mind. I can't help it. I prefer calling them speaking tests. Anyway I went first and it was nerve wracking. I was sweating like a mad woman and she made me start over because it sounded to recited, when it was meant to sound like a casual conversation. It went alright but I could've done better. I only practiced it aloud a few times but I did record it and listen to it for two and a half hours straight while I did homework last night. 

After I did my oral I had to go into the normal classroom and get the normal person, this is where things started to go pear-shaped. The door to Ms. Cibre's class room pushes open but I pulled on it really hard and the door handle came off! I nearly died. I was banging on the door so somebody would let me in and they were all like ' :| LOLLOLLLOLOL' then Ms. Cibre came in and was like "What eez happening?" and then she was like "What haz happened to zee doorknob?!" and I was standing there like an idiot with the door handle in my hand. 

Next period was Advisory which was boring and didn't really matter because it isn't even a real class. After Advisory we had P.E. Ew. We had a sub because the Febster's away :( We didn't have to do 1500. Great Happiness! But we had to do 100m instead. In the rain. With toads. My fringe got fucked up by the rain, sweat and wind. It made me sad.

The rest of the day was relatively uneventful. We had chemistry last period and I was so lost. I had MUN after school and that was average as well. 

Now I'm at home and it's quarter to 9 and I haven't started on my homework yet. I have really bad time management skills. 

I promise I'll blog more often from now on :)


Time you enjoy wasting, was not wasted.

I totez agree with John Lennon on that one! Here are the outfits that I've made so far on Polyvore - It's highly addictive.