Ho ho…
I’m not implying that it is Christmas. No, far from that. In fact, the truth is, “Ho ho” is a shortened form of the words “holiday homework”. I know right? Shudder at the thought! I have not given in to the temptation, however. In fact, I haven’t even started, and I go back to school next Monday! Neither have I done any exam study.
I think I’m becoming a little too overconfident. Either that or I’m seriously beginning to doubt the statement I made to one of my friends earlier today. (“I’m not addicted to Facebook!”)
Manifest 2008
Because we both love anime and all, and we’d never been to an anime convention before, me and Samantha decided we’d go to Manifest at Melbourne Uni. We decided this about a week ago, and at that time the pre-registration was already closed, so we decided to get On-The-Day passes. So we show up yesterday (so ready), Samantha, and her brother (in cosplay!) and her mother and I, and wait in line, at 10.30am, which is when registration is supposed to start. And lo and behold! The line was three blocks long.
Poffertje
I went to the Tesselaar Tulip Festival yesterday. On the way, we found a little nook packed with antique and opportunity shops, and naturally went shopping. Yay! Bargains galore. Back to the festival: it was generally pretty fun and packed full of good Dutch food, Dutch culture and Dutch costumes (and cute Dutch boys – I wanted to take one home). And who could forget?
The pretty flowers! Me and my parents took lots of pictures and ate lots of poffertjes (they’re little Dutch pancakes, and they taste divine). I also joined in some Dutch folk dancing! There was a giant congo line, which kept breaking up because the person in front of me was twice my height. And then along comes Melbourne weather, creeping up silently upon the innocent.
Woe for us; it rained!
I.T. services woes
This is a message to all you I.T. Services guys at my school. Yes, you. Get off your freaking bouncy-ball chairs, stop eating takeway near the computers you’re fixing, and please go back to computer school, or wherever you people went to to earn those cheap photocopy certificates, because I’m not happy right now.
Trying to install a program – you must be an Administrator to perform this. Trying to save a Word document – you must be an Administrator to perform this. Trying to access C drive, for Pete’s sake – you must be an Administrator to perform this. Bloody idiots, give me my bloody Administrator priveleges!
I wish(ed)
Be careful what you wish for, or you might just get what you wanted.
In my case, I definitely did get what I wanted, but not in the way I was expecting! See, I wished that I would get sick just before the journey (it’s like a camp thing, but we have to plan it mostly by ourselves) so I didn’t have to go, and I did (or else I would be on the journey instead of typing this)! I was expecting to catch the flu or something sooner or later because my parents’ve had it, and I hadn’t yet – instead, I had a bogus allergic reaction to an unknown substance and I was swollen, puffy, itchy and red for the whole weekend. I’m having a blood test done to determine the source of this itchy hell…
