Cornettttoo?

If cornettos be the food of study, EAT ON.

J

Study

I'm going to be honest. I don't think I've ever studied as hard as I have this week. Even with TEE, I was so chilled in the weeks coming up to and during exams because I had already studied so much before. In first semester exams, I was pretty chill as well. But this semester finals, I think I started a bit late or underestimated the copious amount of memorizing I have to do.

It's kinda great and kinda pathetic/sad/depressing at the same time.

J

Last Tute

I had my last tuition session with the year 12 girl I'm (was) tutoring in maths. It was kind of sad and bittersweet, to be honest. We hugged and I wished her best of luck and she said we should stay in touch.

I don't know why it's bittersweet but she was honestly a sweet girl who obviously worked really hard and was just finding herself overwhelmed by it all. I hope she does well.

J

To Summarise: Fuck This Shit

As I sit here, head heavy with fatigue, eyes drooping and stinging with the heinousosity of study, I wonder to myself what horrendous thing could have happened in my lecturers' lives to make them the way they are today. What terrible childhood trauma or loss of love could have made them this way.

I mean, who dedicates themselves to a life of academia? I cannot imagine a young 17 year old boy, let's call him Patwood, fresh out of John Forrest or whatever such high school he went to, picking his first preference, "BSc, MICROBIOLOGY," or something equally incorrigible.

How can he wake up each day with a smile or at least without hanging himself using his necktie, stained with the remnants of last night's lonely dinner?
J

People with Cabin Fever Talk About Mythbusters

So impressed with my brother. The other day in the car The Story of Us comes on on the radio and he starts singing with me.

Another day at home, studying. Ultimate cabin fever from this week awaits. I really enjoyed this episode of Mythbusters about cabin fever in which they locked those two grown-ass (but still children) men up in cabins in snowy woods with nothing but coat hangers and freeze dried spaghetti for a day or two. The results were extraordinary. As I recall, the walrus one (or it might have been the less-walrus like one) produced some sort of fabulous contraption out of the coat hangers. It had a turning handle and could do all sorts of shit. It was pretty outstanding.

J

This Morning

There's this sense of desperation that can overcome people where they forego all their usual pleasantries and revert to this natural, animalistic state. The most recent time I saw this was this morning when I tutored a girl in year 12. Her maths TEE exam is on Tuesday, poor thing.

The second she came in, I could see it in her eyes. She sat down, dragged her books out of her bag and just said, "I brought them all. Can I ask you something?" Her voice was determined, steely.

"Sure," I said.
"What were you averaging in year 12?"
I suppose I sort of skipped a beat and stalled because she tacked on a, "If you don't mind me asking."

I told her and she sighed.

"I'm so screwed. My PE teacher says my average will get me a TER of 60." I wanted to tell her PE teachers knew shit all but it would probably have insulted her given she was doing PE studies and all...

We spent the last 15 minutes talking about TEE. She was on the verge of tears and I just felt my heart pour out to her. Her mother and I kept trying to tell her that even if things didn't work out perfectly there are so many options now like bridging courses. And just because she didn't get the required TER didn't mean all chances of doing that course were out.

Sigh.

J

Words from a Wise Man

To paraphrase:

"If you're in love with two people, choose the second person. If you really loved the first one, you wouldn't have fallen for the second."

- Johnny Depp

J

I Will Say Anything to Procrastinate

I believe in fate. Or at least I do when shit is hitting the fan or, alternatively, I'm doing really well. But then I thought about how our whole world is hitting the fan. And came to the conclusion that FATE has dictated that the world is going to end within 150 years.

But then I thought, is our world really hitting the fan? Yes, we have mad dictators and murders and rapes and heinous people and looting etc. But then again, in the middle ages I'm pretty sure rapists existed. And rather than roofy-ing their victims they probably just bashed them over the head with a stick.

And I'm pretty sure people were looting in the 1500s. And I'm pretty sure people were murdering people in the 1600s, probably a lot more than nowadays. People probably murdered each other for taking their chickens.

And then I thought about the meaning of life. I came to the conclusion that life is meaningless. It is a transient, selfish state where we live for ourselves. No one is completely selfless. There's something nice about the animal kingdom where at least animals are outwardly selfish.

So what is life? Where is humanity going? Is 2012 the end of it? What's for dinner?

I need to study.

J

Drinking It Now

The number of Yeo's soy milk juice boxes that are consumed in this house per week is phenomenal.

I am also so disappointed that the last time I went to ALVA and saw the architecture models, I didn't pull a Zoolander joke. God, what is wrong with me?

On that note, I hope everything is going well for Little Mishelle. I myself got a hand crap a few minute ago so watched Hawaii 5.0 with my mum. I would hit the main guy.
J

Disdain

Models are;
Baubles, ornaments, decoration
Coat-hangers with flesh and bone.

Tombstones will read;
I contributed nothing to society
Love me.

They earn;
Millions
The fuck?

J