END OF EXAMS!!!

Yes!! Today was my last exam (french writing) but by this stage i was thoroughly sick of them all, so i took it easy the night before. The exam was only 2 hours long, so after i went over to my friend Conan's place. This will probably be my last entry for a week, because my family and I are going west to Parkes for a week to visit my uncle and his family. We saw them not too long ago, but its been ages since WE have actually gone to see THEM (they originalyl lived in Dubbo). Anywho, i'll be gone for a while. So, enjoy your holidays, those who now have them and, if you don't....HAHA!!!

Bonne vacances. Amusez-vous bien!!!

Woops Again

Haven't blogged in a while again, this weekend was hectic. We had confirmation at our church on Sunday morning. I've already been done, but it was nice seeing other young guys publicly declaring their faith. Sunday evening service was pretty empty, heaps of people didn't turn up, that is, until a load of people from a Pressy church down the road came up, having just returned from a house party or something; anyway it was pretty cool to talk with other Christians from other churches.
Friday at school was insane, what with a two-hour Modern History exam requiring us to write two long essays, and two sligtly(!) shorter essays. As if that is even possible. If exams are supposed to be a way for us to demonstrate our knowledge of the subject, this is not the way to do it...
Anyway, no more exams until thursday, except accompanying two people in their Music pracs tomorrow. Fun, fun, Fun.

Tu es moche
A bientot!

Exams Part III: The Reckoning

Woops. Today: Maths. My archnemesis. Full of functions and geometry and trig and calculus...
I don't think I did too well. Geo and trig and some of functions and calculus was reasonable, but mostly I think I died. When I go into MAths exams, it all becomes so much harder than in class, cause you by and large have to work out when to use what stuff in which questions. I'd give some examples, but I both can't, and don't want to remember any. Actually, I don't think I really failed, just didn't do too well. Anyway, It's out of the way now. Most of the hard stuff is done with. No more exams until Friday, which is Modern History, one of my better subjects. Should have a better time of it then.

Jusque-la, au revoir!

Exams Part II

YAY!!!! Today was most certainly the most ridiculously stressful day of the two weeks, with a 3 hour English paper, full of the most ridiculous questions, to which you could give the most ridiculous answers, followed almost immediately (seriously, there was less than an hour between exams) by a two hour Drama practical exam, where we did a group piece, and individual monlogues. Almost zero break time, didn't finish till three. I need no further proof that the HSC is from the devil(techincally prelim, but same diff). Anyway, I'm glad that's out of the way. Maths tomorrow, then a two day break.

A bientot!!

Gaghh!!!

Well, i apologise for my inablity to post recently, but I have been busy. We have yearly exams going for the next two weeks, starting on monday, and i have been trying to get ready. The first two days will be the hardest, with 3 hour english and maths exams, and a drama group-and-monologue exam, which we aren't, as of yet, really ready for. Anyway, most of the posts i make in the next fortnight will probably be me reflecting, and trying to remain sane. Keep reading!

Salut

Peter Brock

Well, if having Steve Irwin kick the bucket wasn't enough, now Peter Brock, another familiar face, has died as well. He too, died doing what he loved, rally racing, but I don't think anyone would want to go the way he did, in a freak crash during a one car rally. I'm not a big car racing fan, but I definitely remember seeing him on TV, doing various things, like a bit of advertising or whatever. If someone knows exactly what, fill me in. Anyway, another reminder how suddenly our lives can end, and another reason why the world needs to know God. If you are a non-christian and are reading this, ask me about it. I think my blog is due for a discussion already...

Salut!!

Insults

Today, i was in maths, and someone called someone else a toolshed. I thought that was rather funny? Cause some people call each other tools, and a toolshed is like, lots of tools. What's next? "you're a Bunnings!"? Where did the tool insult come from? Is it really insulting? There are some other really strange words/phrases in the English language. If you find any, let me know.

Salut, mes amies!

ON THE PODDY!!!

Forgive the screaming title, but this is simply one of the greatest podcasts of all time!! (I would know. ... ...) Anywho, Dan & Dave (trust me, it's better that way) talk about all sorts of stuff. They also have a massively cool serial show think called Captain Boaz. He's a Time Traveller. They also talk about the most important thing you can here, which is about Christ. All you non-Christian friends of mine (I know you are out there) check it out at http://ccecyouth.podomatic.com. They are up to 29 (?) episodes.

So....CHECKITOUTCHECKITOUTCHECKITOUTCHECKITOUT CHECKITOUTCHECKITOUTCHECKITOUTCHECKITOUTCHECKITOUT. (I love StrongBad too) Oh yes, and spread the word about my blog, too (it's kinda short on people actually viewing it.

Sydney 2 Melbourne 3

Well, we lost the game, but we certainly weren't embarrassed. 2 goals down, (one scored when Middleby was one the ground with a broken collarbone, the other a contoversial penalty) plus what was a reasonable sending off of Mark Rudan: all of which happened in the first 15 minutes. However, for the rest of the game, 10 man Sydney at least equaled Melbourne, and probably deserved more than a 3-2 loss out of it. I hope Fred (hehe, Fred) and Cacaeras get suspended or something, for some off the ball elbowing. Massive crowd of 39 000 at Melbourne. Entertaining game, great for the league.

MAD 06

Woo!! Well, that was MAD (formely riverside) for another year. For the uninitiated, MAD (short for Music Art Drama) is a showcase of our schools creativeness. Over the last two nights, at the Q Theatre, Penrith, we blew peoples minds away with our awesomeness. This year, it was bigger, with more audience, and more stage to work with. And, we were literally 3 seconds for Westfield. You get bored during rehearsal, you go to KFC or something. This year, I was only in 5 acts total (2 one night, 3 the other) on keys all of them with the stage band (and completely shredding may I add), so I had plenty of time to compose. Me and My friend Matt fiddled with this song I'd made, b ut didn't have lyrics for. At the moment, they're not much better, but it's getting there. My guitar definitely got a workout, too. Anywho, i'll post some photos here once someone gives them to me (including the 'good' ones of Mr Ropa, if i can find them).

Buhbye