Thursday, December 23, 2010

recovery

yesterday was awful. but it ends alright. my mother knows the right things to stay to make it all better. anyway this is what happens after I finish writing my post. I ask my mother if we could go to the library to get the book I need for literature. she said it's too late, the library was closed. I feel messed up again I quickly went to my room and have another painful breakdown. my mother came after me, and as usual she always know the right thing to say. soon enough I feel a tiny bit better. I ask my mother if I could go with her to deliver newspaper since I need something to distract me. she said yes, she also said we could drop by to the seller's house and see if she's home to get the bunny. so we did just that and guess what....
she was there and so was the bunny rabbit... so we take it home and give it to my sister. so yeah, it was a happy ending to the day.

I was looking forward for today since we planned to go cherry picking!!! yaayyy... and we did!! my sister bring her new Owl city CD to play in the car. I enjoy the fact that she enjoys my present :). but also the fact that I get to enjoy it too. I mean, driving through the countryside and Owl city songs are just perfect together. the cherry picking was great. me and my cousin eat while we picked, in our bucket there were only half left of the cherries that we picked.
anyway as usual I get to enjoy my profession during the trip... I'm the photographer. every body's relying on me to upload the photos and tag them on facebook. after we're done picking cherries, we went to emerald lake to have lunch. we were cooking fish on the barbecue. a friend of my mother who is a really good cook prepare the meal an turns it into an Indonesian feast. it was cool, but spicy. it's been awhile since I actually had an Indonesian meal.
it was a great day, before we go, my cousin promise to come over tomorrow so we can do homework together. but when we were going home my mother said she has to go somewhere so we have to go home without her. I've been waiting for her to come home. I went to youtube and watch a Korean band (my cousin suggest me to watch them dance, I have to admit the dance was awesome). then I watched my favourite tv show (on youtube); "Arthur". I watched that show since I was 5 and I still watch it now that I'm 15. I think I like Arthur because I can relate to him. I wear glasses like him, and I also have an annoying little sister like him.
it's now almost twelve and my mother hasn't come home. I'm a bit worried, but I'm sure she'll come home soon. I'm too tired to wait any longer so I'm going to sleep now.

Tuesday, December 21, 2010

crappy

today is my sister's birthday. somehow, it doesn't go too well.

I wake up early in the morning to help my mother finish sorting out the newspaper that she will be handing out later that morning. I was a bit dopey since I stay till 12 last night also because of the newspaper. I decided to stay home and watch my sleeping brother instead of going out and help my mother handing newspaper to mailboxes, I was so tired. I did slept for awhile I thought I make up all the rest I need today, but later on I found out that I'm still tired.

so after my nap, my mother ring me while she's handling the newspaper. she told me to get dressed and get the rabbits cage ready so we can pick up the rabbit from the seller. I got excited so I quickly do what she told me. then my sister woke up. I said happy birthday and tell her to get dressed because we're going to take her to a place and give her a surprise. all the present are waiting in the table but my sister say she'll wait till our mother got home. when she did my sister couldn't wait to open present and I couldn't wait to take her to see the bunny. unfortunately my father was busy with calling an insurance or something. so he miss all the present opening.

my mother gave my sister a towel that has a lion face on it (I suggested her to buy that since I know how my sister is obsessed with Narnia), perfume ( it has a picture of Winnie the pooh), and a beautiful skirt with different shade of red. my brother's present is bought by me and my mother since he's too young to understand most things in life (including the concept of birthdays). it contains a balance bird, it's a very unique model of a bird that can balance by its beak, a toy helicopter, and this magnet balls that could be made into almost anything (we figure my sister would like something like that). my father gives her a flute. she really likes it, too bad my father was too busy to see.

I told my sister I have 2 present. one is the one wrapped and the other one is a surprise I'm going to show her later. my wrapped present is a CD of Owl city I bought on e bay (well I bought it with my father's money since I don't have any but still it was my idea and I searched for it myself). I knew she really like Owl city, but I was surprised when she jumped and hug me. she said she's really happy she could cry. that was probably a moment I wouldn't ever forget.

so we quickly get ready to take my sister to the bunny seller's house. I haven't tell her what the surprise is. my mother and I planned to go early at 10, so if the seller is planning to go somewhere we could still catch up with her and ask for the rabbit. but we can't go at 10 because my father is still busy on the phone and we need someone to take care of my brother while we went. but it took so long. it was 12 already. I was so excited I become fidgety. so we decided to take my brother with me. when we got there there was no one home. you could imagine my disappointment. but that wasn't the end of the catastrophe. when we got home the door was locked, my father was not there. we waited for awhile but he didn't come back. so we decided to go to my cousin's house since we already planned to go there to celebrate. when we got there we found out that my father thought we were going to my cousins house all along so he went there to catch up with us, but of course we weren't. oh and it turns out he locked the door and forgot to bring the key. I was ready to explode. I know it's not such a big deal, but I was really looking forward to give my sister the surprise and everything now it's all a mess. I was really trying to hold my breakdown while my cousin gives my sister presents.
everything just turn crappy. I can't help but blame everyone including myself everything is just crappy. and right now I'm just felling like nothing can get worse.
but then I realize that I haven't borrowed the book I needed for literature and the library will be closed tomorrow and will stay closed until January. I'm doomed. I also realize by writing this post I just blew away my spare time that I could use to catch up with some sleep. I guess I just had to write this down or else I'll have another breakdown.

Monday, December 20, 2010

a gap in the documentation of my life.

well the title says it all. it's 9 days since I last posted. I guess when I'm famous one day all the biographer will wonder what happens during the days I have not documented. that was a joke by the way.

well I've been busy lately. my whole family is planning to visit Indonesia in January and the computer is needed to book flights. apart from that my sister's birthday is coming and I lost the flash disk where I keep all my sister's picture for the slide show, it's been a disaster! I have my resume on that USB. just when I actually spotted two vaccant position for a job. sigh...
anyway I decided it's hopeless to try to start collecting my sisters pictures all over again so the slide show is a no-go. but to make up for it guess whats my present for my sister.... A BUNNY RABBIT (I hope my sister doesn't find this blog and read this since it's going to be a surprise). I found an ad on a flyer and actually called the person who was going to sell the bunny. I'm actually very proud of myself, I just arrange my sister's present all by myself, I PHONED CALL A STRANGER!!!! that is something I'm very proud of, the only phone call I usually made is to my cousin's house. I did try to phone call places once to search for work experience, but that was not successful. you just can't imagine the struggle I went through trying to get over my nerve before calling the bunny seller. I think I wasted 15 minutes staring at my telephone. but I did it. so yeah, this is a very big deal and I'm very proud of it.

so this morning I started the day by cleaning the house (I woke up late btw). I've only finish cleaning the hallway and the kitchen when my mother suggest to go to the library to search for the book I need for my literature subject. so we went. while were at it we stopped at stores to search for a cage for the bunny rabbit (I went to the seller's house and choose a bunny and she promise to look after it until the 22 December, my sister's birthday where we're going to pick up the bunny with it's cage). there was this huge square box, my mother thought we could use that as a cage, I told her it's too big. I wanted to buy a smaller basket, a picnic basket, so my sister could keep the bunny in her room and let it play outside in the backyard every morning. we finally settled for my idea since the present is from me.
I couldn't find the book I wanted in the library so we went home. then I took a nap so I could wake up early tomorrow. after the nap my parents went to buy a car they already inspect online, we need a new car since ours always has problems every time we travel far. because the computer was vacant I went through it and did a little googling random things.
for some reason I end up searching for the jonas brothers. I used to really liked them, nowadays I'm more into ballad-like music, like owl city. it's been a long time since I've heard from each of the jonas brother; Kevin Jonas is celebrating his one year anniversary with his wife, Joe Jonas is moving in with his girl friend who is an actress who plays Alice in Twilight, Nick Jonas is doing theatre. after a did I realize two things; first of all, After a year ignoring the Jonas brother for about a year, I still think Nick is awesome. the second thing is, I should be doing my homework because I've got heaps and my mother told me to finish them before the year ends since I won't have time to finish them after pur trip in january. sigh....

anyway is 11.53 and my father is nagging me to go to bed. so yeah, bye.
I

Saturday, December 11, 2010

a new day

today I wake up and I decided I'm not going lay back as I did in the last few days.no more starring anxiously to the future. today I woke up at 9 in the morning then I realize, since the holiday I've been so lazy. I mean I used to love waking up early in he morning and have a jog. during the winter I can't because the day is short and it's still dark to jog in the morning. now that it's summer, I should have the opportunity to jog. but I've been staying up late and it's hard for me to get up early. I had to stay up late because I have to pray (long story) I realize I need to improve my time management. so I make a plan for today.

I decided to use the remaining of the morning to do the laundry and clean up the house. I reminded myself that shouldn't have taken all day because there are other things I need to finish. so I told myself weather I'm finish or not I have to stop at 3 pm. I managed to clean the living room and the kitchen. I also managed to finish three piles of laundry and have them all neatly folded and inside the closets. I was doing the last basket of laundry and I realize it was pass 3 pm. so I stretched the target into 4 pm. I finish at 3. forty something.
I decided I need a nap in order to wake up early tomorrow. I planned to wake up at 5. it's kind of hard to get some sleep since I'm not used to taking naps and it was so bright outside even when I closed the curtains. so I put a pillow on my eyes and try to stay still. soon enough I was asleep.
my father woke me up and started to gabbled some instruction. typically my father had not notice I'm still too dazed to understand him. my mother comes to the rescue and patted my shoulder and repeats what my father says slowly and gently. my parents are going to take my uncle to the airport, he's going to Sydney, they're taking my brother with them. they're saying that they have cooked rice and I should cook dinner for me and my sister. they won't be back until late.
so when I feel more conscious, I sat up and stretched, I feel brand new. I made a note to myself to take afternoon naps on daily basis. I look up at my alarm and saw that it's 9.30. I don't know why the alarm didn't rang. maybe it did but I'm already used to switching it off and going back to sleep that it becomes a reflex. I realize I haven't showered today so I went straight to the bathroom. after that I prayed ashar and I recite the al masurat. that's a prayer that I is supposed to be recited every morning and evening, I used to diligently recite it every day. but lately somehow I can't find the time. at first I decided to practice my memorized quran, there was supposed to be a test on friday but the teacher can't make it so she delayed it till next week, but my mother gives my phone to my uncle while he's staying in the country so we could contact him, in my phone there is my recording of the quran, I need them to help me practice. so I decided to do that later since I still have a week.
I did plan to do my homework but then I realized that my sister has been in her room all day. if we're going to be the only one in the house I think it's a good idea that we should acknowledge each other. so I planned a movie night. at first I tried to search for a DVD we could watch. my sister suggest to look on the tv channels because it's saturday night, and there is usually a good movie. we decided to watch back to the future. at first I thought it was kind of old fashioned, but it turns out really awesome. after it was finished I quickly went online and searched for it on google. shortly after that my father and my brother came. then I remembered I should be writing on my blog so I could sleep and wake up early tomorrow. then my mother came, she explained she went to my aunt house, and that was why she's later than my father. she offer to take me to caribbien market to search for my sister's present, I agreed. and that reminds me that I haven't even started to work on my sister's slide show. as a matter of fact I haven't seen my flash disk where I kept my sister's pictures for a while, I couldn't have lost it, or could I? I'll search for it tomorrow.
anyway I've been so proud of myself today! I hoped tomorrow would be as great.

Friday, December 10, 2010

died as quickly as it has started.

okay so the thing is I changed my mind. I don't know why, I wake up one morning and all the sparks gone.
I'm no longer enthusiastically job searching. It's definitely not because I'm too lazy. but I don't know... suddenly I just thought it's not important. I realize all this time I was enthusiastically searching for a job, I was actually searching for ego. I mean why would I need a job now? my family feeds me, and even though right now were scratching to get along, we don't starve or anything that drastic, I mean it's not my job to look for money and my parents reminded me that every time. the reason I wanted a job is because I wanted to feel independent. I wanted to grow up. but then I realize... I'm not ready to grow up. I think I'm not ready for that kind of responsibility. I started going through my holiday homework, I realized they're not like my year 10 homework that I could finish in less than a week. they're a real task that would take time. and the holiday is only two month. I've always seen the school term as a far away thing that is too early to be concerned about until now. I become conscious that I could not have a new task since I haven't finish my old one. I better gain back my focus on schooling.

and I guess that was what my mother tried to tell me all along...

anyway today's weather was awesome. it's a typical Melbourne weather where the sun is strikingly hot and the wind is painfully cold. I used to hate this weather because of its extremeness, but the sky was so beautifully blue and white combination it brightens my mood right away. my mood depends on the sky. half way through my daily chores (laundry) I stopped and think; I need to get out of the house, I haven't been doing that for awhile. I ask my mother if I could ride my bike. she suggested I ask my cousins. so I did. but I ended up on a roller blade (long story). we went around the block, I picked dandelions whenever I can and I created a chain, then I turn it into a crown. we stopped by the park as my younger cousin requested then we went to my cousins house.
my aunt has shocking news; Oprah is coming to Melbourne. my aunt is a big fan of Oprah. I like Oprah, but I'm not exactly fanatical, I don't keep up to date with her stuff. my aunt ask us if we would want to join her to go to federation square where we could meet Oprah. I said yes and so does my cousins. my mother is coming as well. but there was a slight stitch on the plan. my aunt has to take my younger cousins to the library because there was a kids program, so she can't go to the city. and then it turns out we were behind schedule so we arrive late and Oprah was on her way. it was sad, but not exactly disappointing, it's not the end of the world. I just thought it would be really cool to see her in person. at least we get to pick up my uncle.
my uncle lives in Indonesia and we haven't seen him for more than a year. he came to Melbourne for business purposes, but he was going to visit us. then he will go to Sydney and visit some friends (he used to live there). anyway it was nice to see him again.he's funny and full of pranks. and today I just remember how frightening his driving was. he insisted driving today and we end up with a car full of screaming girls (including my mother). and he brings present for all of us. he gave me a bracelet with my name on it. it's really cute, only it's a bit itchy. and he gave me and my cousins a "bekel". that's a game we used to play in Indo. I remember I always gets frustrated with the game because I'm not very good at it, but the game is addictive and the more I failed the game, the more I'm keen to try.
and now it's once again almost midnight. time for me to stop...

btw i can't believe I haven't been to the library to make a library card (I don't have one, I never thought I need one because I could borrow from the school library). I think it has been month since the last time I read an Artemis fowl book. oh the torture!!!!

Wednesday, December 8, 2010

job searching

today was all about job searching.
I've been a bit too enthusiastic on my new ambition... getting a job.
at first my mother is somehow not very supportive. she thinks I'm being too materialistic. I've been whining about how I wanted a job, from her point of view I must have seem desperate. and yet she thinks I don't put as much effort to actually search for a job then I put to whine. I feel a bit taken a back when she confront me with all that statement. but I guess she's right.

but getting a job for me is so much more then the money. it means independent, challenge, and something to do during the holidays. it also help for the "world challenge" program that I'm involved in. I'll explain about that another day.

I wanted to put more effort in job searching. I went to Waverley gardens shopping centre with my sister and my cousins. me and my cousin went to stores and ask how to apply for job ( my other cousin and my sister is too young to get a job). most of the workers there told us to go online and search their website. we actually found a notice for vacant position in a cafe. it says to email our resume. I'm about to do that now, after I get the email address from my cousin who wrote it down.

so right now I'm sending a message to my cousin in facebook about the email address, opening coles website, and I just send a job application to Angus & Robertson book store. I was so nervous when answering the application form that I keep asking my parents for advice. then when I succed to send it I realize I made a mistake.
when the question asks:
"are you over 15 years of age and do you have a legal right to work in Australia?" I pressed the "NO" button instead of "YES"
I only realize that when I decided to print the application for safe keeping. I realize I can't undo the sending so I'm doomed. I just hope I still get the job. if I get to be called in an interview I could explain everything.
anyway I'm going to try applying for different companies now...
I'll start with a bismillah...

Monday, December 6, 2010

holiday mode

last week was exhausting. I couldn't even finish my last post. no wonder I got on to holiday mode after that. I've been wanting to write for ages. but I get easily distracted. my whole system wanted a vacation from everything. I've been so lazy, writing feels like a chore. but there is no way I'm giving up on it. I'll try to fill in from what happens since last time.

so work experience turns out really awesome. on monday, as I explain in my earlier post, I didn't do much since all they do is partying, but I got a really good view of the farm. I went on a train rides with the riders. the farm small. I'll find it boring if I'm a visitor, good thing I'm actually working, but for little kids, I bet this farm is exciting. then the girl, Shereen, gives me another tour around the farm. she showed me the baby animals. there are these two lamb, Marshmallow and chocolate, they're so cute, but they keep trying to eat my headscarf. anyway soon enough the day was over. Judy, one of the workers there, told me that tomorrow I won't be bored since they would have a class. she told me to come at 9.

on tuesday I have my first training with the horses. they taught me how to lead a horse, which is unexpectedly hard especially since the horse is humongous. they give me warnings of the consequences of handling the horse incorrectly, I knew that it is important for safety, but I learned that after the work experience I gain a little bit more cautious feelings for horses then I was before. but it was still exciting. I didn't get to lead a horse while a rider is riding it since I'm still not experience enough, but I did learn how to sidewalk. that is when you walk beside the horse and hold the saddle and locking the riders foot on your arm so they don't fall of. sidewalking is important for a rider that has multiple sclerosis or other disorder where they can't keep they're legs secure while riding a horse. I went home early that day because there is no more riding session, only partying. I wasn't the only volunteer who went home, I saw another person leaving as well. the guy who's about my age that I said in my last post (I found out that his name is Milos, I think that's how it's spelled) decided to stay, he seem a bit upset that other volunteers are leaving. when he saw me pack my bag he said "oh are you leaving too?" I just nodded. somehow his concern made me smile... a bit. Judy told me that on Wednesday the volunteers are having a barbecue, I'm welcome to come if I want to but there won't be any work. I decided not to come because I don't feel I would fit in with other volunteers that has worked through the year while I was just getting started.

on thursday there it was raining in the morning and boiling in the evening. typical Melbourne weather. I did more sidewalking, I also lead a horse for a warm up (without a rider). I learn how to feed them. I also help training a rider who got visual impairment. I went to the end of the arena and ring a bell and the rider tries to steer his horse so he can approach the ringing sound. it was so cool!!! at the end of the day I ask Judy again if I should come tomorrow. she said there won't be any riding so I said I'll stay home. she says thanks for my help, even though I don't think I've help much. I say thanks for having me and with that my work experience is over. I wish I could stay as a volunteer, but I found out later that the RDA only opens on weekdays and closed for the holidays, so since I have school, looks like it's not possible. well at least I could still put my work experience on my resume.

on saturday it was hot, so in the afternoon me and my cousins family went for a bath in the lake. I forgot the detailed location. it was very refreshing. the water was ice cold at first, but when I got used to it it feels lovely. I've been waiting for a swim since the start of summer, I don't really fancy swimming pools though, I feel uncomfortable with the stares on my covered swimsuit. in a lake I wore my normal clothes. in the morning we went to the cinema.

sunday was spent mostly relaxing and on the evening we went to a barbecue in a friend's house.

monday I spent the time making a slide show for my sister while she's at school. her birthday is coming soon and I wanted to make a slide show like I did to my cousin. I like making slide shows. somehow it represent how I feel about a person. I spent the day gathering my sister's picture, I even include some where she is still a baby. and there is this picture of me and her riding on a tricycle. it was so mesmerising, to bad I can't recall the moment. I went to my cousins house because I need to scan the photos into the computer. she also help choose which photos to scan. we end up choosing heaps. so it took awhile to scan all of them. while we're doing that, we recite some of our memorised Quran chapters, we have test our memorised Quran chapters on friday and we had promised my mother to get it perfect in return for the trip to the cinema to watch "the voyage of the dawn trader" from the chronicles of Narnia on saturday. and before we knew it the day was over. today I decided I had to make sure I have time to write on my blog but there were plenty things to do. so I'm going to make a list of things I need to do for the holiday...
  1. make a slide show for my sister, and go shopping for her present.
  2. do the laundry "daily"
  3. start doing my holiday homework (ahh, the taste of VCE...)
  4. help my mother delivering local newspaper
  5. practice reciting the Quran
  6. clean the house (I have to or else nobody will do it)
  7. keep writing on my blog
  8. think of something to write for a writing competition
  9. get a job

thats all I could think of..I might want to edit this list later on

Tuesday, November 30, 2010

exhausted

been three days since I wrote in this blog! so much for writing daily. but there has been so much going on and every evening I was exhausted. honestly I was. with work experience and all that. luckily tomorrow I could take a break.

I wanted to start writing about the gathering on sunday, but I'll save that for later. right now work experience has been the major event.

on monday my mother drive me to Myuna Farm, where the Riding for the disability is located. my career teacher told me to arrive one hour early so the person in charge could introduce me to my workplace. but I was surprised when nobody was there when I arrive except for the man who takes care of the horse, he told me to sign a volunteer form (that's what I'll be doing, volunteering, so unfortunately I don't get paid 5 dollars like my friends who work as cash registers or other jobs). he also put the kettle on and said I could make tea or coffee while waiting for the other volunteers. I don't drink coffee, I was about to make a cup of tea, but then I consider that I'm not familiar with this place, I don't know who has been using the mugs and have they clean them properly. so I set that idea aside. I thought I'm going Mysophobic which means fear of germs. but then again I'm not scared of getting my hands dirty, I enjoyed being dirty, always have. but I always clean up afterwards, I think I washed my hands more than 5 times a day (who would bother counting?). and I'm very concerned about things that touches my mouth, like mugs, spoon, etc...
anyway I have to wait in that small office (I'm not sure what else to call it). my mother waited with me for awhile but then she has to leave so I was left all alone in that strange place. in an unfamiliar place, I usually froze until someone properly introduce me to the place, showed me around, then i would explore every bit I could see in the room then I would feel less nervous. but no one was there. moving only made me more nervous so I tried to numb my brain by forgetting the whole situation by day dreaming about a story from books. Artemis fowl book works best. that keeps my mind wondering for a while.
finally someone came. I herd the sound of a motorbike. then came a woman in a bike jacket and helmet. she put her things away and says a simple "hi" to me. I said hello back. she sits down and read the newsletter, I still wonder if she knows who I am back then. maybe someone already told every volunteer that a work experience student is coming, or maybe there are so many volunteers that they'r not surprised when they see someone they don't recognise.
then some more people came along. two women and a girl roughly my age, I think she's the daughter of one of the woman. they're all bringing party gears on a shopping bag. they say hello and start decorating the place with Christmas decoration, naturally I offer to help. then one of the woman say that I'm lucky I came at the last week before holiday where there is not much work to be done, so I knew she knew I'm new, I think she knew I'm a work experience student. some more people started coming in. soon enough I introduce myself and they introduce themselves. I lost their names except for Lisa (the lady from the motorbike), Shereen (the girl about my age), Judy (a woman who looks healthy and strong but I think she's actually quite old because of her white hair, then again maybe she's just really really blond), Barb (a very elderly woman). they're all very friendly but they don't give me instruction on what to do. I still fill lost. they hinted that they're going to have a party for the riders (that's what they call the kids who came to take lesson on horse riding). I have a feeling I won't be doing anything today. I was right.
later on a boy roughly my age comes, he comes alone, without a parent. I wonder why he's here. shouldn't he be at school, it's not holiday yet. maybe he's in VCE and and had a head start on the holiday. but why is he spending his holidays here? most teenage boys I knew spend their times with their mates. he's here spending time with much older ladies. I thought he definitely not a normal teenager. but I change my mind when he started to be a bit whingy, sulky and crack jokes. he's normal alright...
I got a bit overwhelmed when the first group of riders arrive. they have autism. I've seen autistic people before, but I was a bit surprised when a group of them suddenly crowded over the bench I was sitting. but then I got used to them. because I have nothing to do, I spend my time observing. most of the autistic kids seem to be wearing uniforms, so they must be from school. they look younger than me but I'm not quite sure. I specifically attracted to an adorable kid with dark hair and big green eyes. at first I thought she's a boy because of her short hair, but then I realize she's wearing pink shoes and people called her a "her". after the kids had their party and eaten their party food the ladies took them to see the horses while they feed them with apples and carrots. I tagged along since I haven't seen the horses. they took us to a paddock just outside the office (I still don't know what it is called). the ladies that feeds the horse come inside the paddock and closed the gate so the kids don't come inside. I decided to stay outside as well. there is a white horse near the fence, I give him/her a stroke on it's head. then they took the kids to take a train ride.

oops I got distracted on facebook and now it's too late to write the rest of the story... maybe tomorrow..

Thursday, November 25, 2010

downhill

well it's halfway through the orientation, before I knew it, soon it will be the holidays.

yesterday I had biology orientation. the class was even more crowded than methods. I reckon that's probably most people want to be a docter and get a medical course in uni (I don't understand why, but it's true. the majority of the school would probably say they want to be a docter when they grow up. then I found the... crush rival boy there. typical. I soon found out I need 4 books (1 textbook, 2 activity books, and one biology dictionary) for this subject. my cousin had biology last year so I could have her textbook. but the other books has to be bought new. I'm now old enough to realize that at the end of every year my parents are usually short of money. in fact, according to my observation, our supply of food depends on my mother's wages of delivering the local newspaper. things like these bothers me even when my parent's always told me not to bother about it. they reckon it's their responsibility to look for money. but it makes me feel guilty. I even cried (a bit) last year when I accidentally read the email my father wrote to his company, asking for an early delivery of his scholarship money for the next year. this year it puts a pressure on me to find a job since I'm now legally old enough to work.

after the biology orientation, I went home. I don't have any more orientation that day so I'm free. I have to go back at lunch time to deliver my sister's lunch since my mother does not have time to fix it in the morning. also I have gardening club every Thursday lunchtime. it was raining quite heavily when I was on my way back to school. my long, ground touching dress was soaked. typical. at least gardening club was cancelled so I could go back home.

after I get home I was asking my parents about work experience. I'll be working at a horse stable, for a company called; "Raiding for the disability". the name says it all. anyway it was quite a distance away so I was asking my parents if they could take me there before work experience start so I could get the Idea of where I'll be going, how long it will take me to get there and at what time would I have to be going in order to be on time. it turns out we're busy on the weekends. there is this gathering on sunday and we're going to werribee zoo on saturday. so my mother suggest that I could go today. at first they want to take me in the car, but I suggest maybe we could take the bus instead, so I could learn how to get there if I have to go by myself. they agree. my father is going with me.

I rather wished my mother to come with me instead. it's not that I dislike my father, I don't. in fact I look up to him. it's just that we don't do much father-daughter outings. and when we do, sometimes it gets awkward. because sometimes my father just don't get what I want, and I'm not exactly very good in communicating, sometimes I just couldn't spell out laud what I wanted to say. my mother has a motherly instinct, she always knows what I need. but with my father, occasionally it all ends out with me getting frustrated. an usually my father won't notice, and I end up holding a grudge. but I have very extreme mood swings and my father has the most innocent expression so the grudge never last long.

the whole trip is not very exiting. I found out it takes me exactly 60 minutes to get there by bus. the worst part of it all is waiting for the bus, that was unexpectedly annoying. I made a mental note to myself to go to the library sometime before work experience to borrow an Artemis fowl book, so I'll have something to do while waiting for the bus. I was glad when the trip was over.

the next day I had PE orientation in the morning. it was a small class of 14 people. I realize none of my friends are there, I guess that shouldn't have bothered me but it did. however, there is someone who used to sit next to me on physical science. he's taking PE as well. and I do know a few people. so don't I'm not completely alone.

after PE, I have 45 minutes before the next orientation which is Chemistry. at first I thought I could spend some quality time on my own, but then I realize that 45 minute is too long. so I began to look for my sister's class. I went to the office check out the year 8 timetable, then I just went to my sister's classroom. it was a computer room. I ask the teacher again whether I could stay, he said yes. I surprised my sister, and my cousin who's in the same class. so I spend my free time loging on the computer and check the school website (most websites are blocked from the school network, and I got bored trying to goggle random things). my second visit to the year 8s pleasant, but not as exciting as the first one. the other year 8s was so busy in the computer they didn't notice me coming in. I only met they boy I talked to the other day when the bells gone and we were heading to the door. and he only had time to say "hi". too bad, I wanted to hear the rap he made for me.

in chemistry I found out we would spend the whole semester learning about the periodic table. I quickly thinking of switching subject. I can't stand memorising, especially not the periodic table. there were things I have to consider. my first argument is; most of my friends are doing the subject, one of my favourite teachers, Mr. Radisic, is teaching chemistry, there's a chance I could be in his class, my mother always tell me to be more open minded, she would've said I should try chemistry before announcing that I hate it. the other side of the argument is that this year I announce to my parents that I wanted to drop two of my subjects (computer programming and physical science), they say I should stick with it and I end up regretting it, I was wasting my time on things that I don't even like, I don't want that to happen again, the other thing is I wanted to be An environmental scientist, I don't think I need chemistry for that, beside, I haven't bought the textbook yet.

so I talked about it later on to my parents. my prediction were right, my mother suggest me to stick with it, she said she doesn't like chemistry either, but she said I should try it and my father is an expert in chemistry (he's an expert in everything) so he could help me. while my father suggest that I should try a different subject if I wouldn't use chemistry later on. in some ways my father and I are alike. we both tend to focus on one thing, it's both a positive thing and a negative thing. by being focus we are very passionate on what ever we do. but by focusing on one thing, we both tend to block out everything else. so I should have a balance on being focus and being well rounded. I'm still deciding whether I'm going to switch subject.

the next day we were going to Werribee zoo with my cousins family. they got a free ticket, we didn't so we have to pay. but it rained heavily in the morning. my mother thought it would be a waste if we still have to pay to go to the zoo, but we can't stay long because of the rain. secretly I'm pleased. I'm rather bored of Zoo's, I was looking forward for the gathering on sundae, we're going to have an "exchange of presents". that's a game where we're all going to find a gift and wrapped it and then exchange it with a group of friends. I love that game because everybody gets a present. it feels like it's everyone's birthday.anyway I haven't bought a present, so it's a good thing we're not going to the zoo so I could go shopping for my gift.

so me, my sister and my mother went to the mall, me and my sister each choose something for our present. the rules of the game is that every present has to be worth five dollars. I choose an electric fan that is small enough to carry (usefull for the summer). that costs 2 dollars. than I can't decide between a reading light or a chime (the kind that you hung by the door and it makes a chime every time the wind blows. so I end up buying both. later on I decided on the wind chime, my mother said I could keep the reading light for myself, YAY.

well that's my life so far. since everything is going downhill, I'm going to sit back and enjoy the ride.


Wednesday, November 24, 2010

its heree.... yr 11 orientation

I'm a VCE student!!!

it started from yesterday. in the morning yr 10 has activities on the oval. while playing tug of war I slipped and stain my dress with a greenish colour (from the grass). then on session two we went to the theatre and watch a video clip of yr 10 photos taken this year. there was only one picture that include me, and that was at the very end of the clip. :) I guess I'm not that popular...

my first orientation subject is in session 4...math methods. but I'm free on session 3. the weather was awfully hot. at first I thought maybe I could spend my time in the library helping with the stock take, but they don't need any help and shooed me out of the library. so in desperate attempt to find Air conditioning, I went with my cousin to a year 12 orientation. it was math specialist. I think the teacher didn't notice me. I remembered being surrounded by genius looking people. and they were all so quiet. then the teacher started to revise from their last math exam. my brain start to hurt from there. he was discussing about a math problem that included trigonometry, direction, and something about Newton's second law. my cousin save me and give me an I pod to block my ears. it works. but then I realize most of the songs there are Korean. My cousin is not from Korea, she doesn't even speak Korean. interesting taste.

math method orientation is absolutely full. it reminds me how many geniuses I have to compete with. thankfully lots of people I know is here. I hope we'll be in the same class. in the orientation after they inform us about asignments, exam and other stuff, they make us do a small test. my brain is still in "numb" mode because of the I pod (music does that to me... I have trouble with my focus). I did badly. to think I was hoping to set a good first impression :(.

the next day (thats earlier today), I have History orientation. first the teacher made us write down on a piece of paper why we choose history. I wrote about how I enjoy listening to stories from the past and how I specifically enjoy learning about massacres, murders, unsolved mysteries and villains through out history. I think I succeed to set a good Impression this time :).

I had another free time for about an hour. the heat was worse than yesterday. fortunately my sister pass by. so I went with her to her class. the teacher notice me this time. I explained how I'm not exactly in school today since I'm having my orientation and I need a place to stay while I wait for the next class. eventually the teacher let me stay, it's not like I broke any rules or anything. so I stay in a year 8 class. it's a history class and everyone was bored, including the teacher. a boy suddenly notice me.

he's like: 'hey we got a new student!'
I'm like: 'hello'
and then he said: 'what's your name?'
'Nisa.'
'hey everybody! her name is Lisa'
'It's Nisa' corrected my sister in a stern voice, I notice that my sister's friends seems to enjoy teasing her, while she enjoys yelling at them.
'okay Nisa, how old are you?'
'uhh.. 15.'
'hey everybody Nisa is 15 and she's a mature young lady!'
what the...
then other students started to ask whether I'm in year 9 and do I have second hand books to sell to them that they can use next year. I told them I'm in year 10. I'm pretty young for my year level so it's quite normal for them to think I'm in year 9.

then another boy comes up.
'hey are you supposed to be here?'
'no.'
'then why are you here?'
'because I want to.'
then the first bot joined in on the conversation. and it gets off topic.
'hey do you have hair underneath that thing?' he meant my headscarf.
'No.' I said while my sister is saying "Yes." at the same time.
'so you're bold?'
'yeah' that's what I said.
'Of course she has hair you....' I forgot what my sister say next. I was too impressed at her effort defending me.
'you really should be careful what you're saying. she's got a very bad temper.' I said, pointing at my sister, secretly proud.
'I know' said the second boy. 'she hit me once'
'I DID NOT hit you!!'
'she did too....with a hammer.'
'so can you show me a bit of your hair?' ask the first boy. I decided that was innocent curiosity.
'NO.' said me and my sister at the same time.
'why not?'
'because I don't like you.' that's my answer.
'that's stupid, so if you like me you could show me your hair?'
I sighed. these boys are so gullible.

I had to leave in the middle of the class because of the next orientation subject. I thanked the teacher for having me. but most of the class didn't really notice me going. I found out later from my sister that the boys ask her about me. they even made a song about me. well... a rap, but I consider that as a song. that's so sweet. apparently, they're so bored, that someone who is not supposed to be in their class made their day a little bit more exciting. I'm looking forward for a second visit to the year 8s. maybe on Friday.

I had Literature orientation next. apparently I came to early that another class was there. embarrassing. so I went exploring around the school. when I come back, I was late. typical. I would probably be the only student in Literature that has only been in Australia for two years. I don't know if I'm up to the standard since Literature is the hardest english class. usually, if you only been in Australia for up to 7 years, you have to take ESL (english as a second language) subject. but for some reason I'm not allowed to take it. I still wonder why. so since I'm not allowed to take ESL, I thought maybe I could press my luck and take Literature. beside I get good marks on my english subjects, and I enjoy writing and reading. it'll be a tough challenge. I wanted to see if I could make it.

Sunday, November 21, 2010

last day of year 10...

I was looking forward to this day ever since.... halfway through the year. but when it is actually here... I don't know...

I blame the teachers that keeps on saying goodbye. Mrs. Wandoch saying I did well on the english exam (even though I wrote with a pencil, she doesn't seem to notice that). Miss Ferugia saying she's going to London and won't be coming back till we're in year 12. Mr. Paulous asking if I enjoy physical science. and I said yes. it is boring, but I'm not lying, I did enjoy the boredom. I know he's trying hard as a teacher, and I appreciate that.
then I did a little reminiscing. This year hadn't been perfect. I had a few uninvited moments, a few people I detest, a few people who detest me, awkward situation, hard times, etc... anyway, school life has not been easy. I feel there is a moment where I feel my confident just shrunk into a tiny ball that compressed my lungs. but little by little I try to push that feeling away, little by little I try to speak up. I try to let people into my life. I definitely changed this year. this year I began to build a barrier with the opposite sex. not that I avoid them, but I try not to get too close. I couldn't do that two years ago, I was too carefree. while last year I was in a girls school. this year I began to learn to speak up when I want something, instead of shrinking back waiting to be ask what I want. this year I learn to be more sociable, I realize making friends are not that hard. instead of waiting for someone to say hi to me, I went up to people and talk. and this year I just realize something, I found the courage to let my friends see my random personality. usually I hide it at school, and released it at home. I realize that my friend laugh along with me. they enjoy my randomness, and that certainly boost my confidence.

boy this is getting dramatic...

I realized that I regret nothing this year. I wouldn't change anything if I could go back. even though sometimes I want time to go faster, I realize that I actually enjoy watching myself growing up, It's worth all the wait.

looking for something to look forward to - continued

hi. it's 6 am monday morning I probably have enough time to finish my post.

so the rest the kids are in prep. they're the one who got restless. there is a dominating kid who is like the leader of the gang. they do what she wants them to do. she's actually a good leader. only she has an annoying habit of throwing a tantrum when things does not go her way. the other kid is my cousin who is a bit self centered, he will do anything to be accepted with his peers, and he can't stand to be told what to do, he had an annoying habit of sulking. the third kid is a new one, I'v just met her that day. this kid is more mature than the others. the problem is, she speaks Indonesian. and I mean fluent Indonesian, I'v spent 8 years in that country I still have problems trying to understand her, it's even harder for the other kids to understand her. but all three of them are really sweet, usually. to day was an exception, I blame the heat.
so yeah I volunteered to take them to the park, my cousin and the Indonesian speaking girl rode scooters while the leading girl ride on a bike. the bike actually belongs to my cousin , and secretly all three kids wanted to ride the bike. but there was only one.
it turns out taking them to the park was a mistake, because as usual, the leading girl domineers over the other, at first the others doesn't mind, I just play along as well. but my cousin was getting impatient, he sulks. that annoys the girl, so she ignored him. my cousin started to whinge. he wanted to go home. I couldn't clearly take him home and leave the others all alone in the park, so I told him he have to wait, he sulks more. I use special ability to deal with that, I ignore him and have fun with the others, that treatment usually works. it could have worked if it went for longer. the others started to get uncomfortable and wanted to go home as well. the Indonesian speaking girl say she wants to ride the bike, I think she deserves to ride it since she's being very patient about it. so I talked to the leading girl about that. she sulks. I admire that girl for her expert persuasion. but I'm not going to let down the other girl. this girl needs to learn how to share. I now I can't go soft on her or else it won't be fair, but going hard on anyone won't solve anything, so I compromise. I told her I'll give her a piggy back ride. but she doesn't want to. she want to ride the scooter my cousin is riding. I compromise with my cousin and he's absolutely delighted. so I piggy back him and give the scooter to the girl, but then she change her mind, she wanted me to piggy back her while riding the scooter which is close to impossible. by then I was ready to fume, and so does my cousin. thankfully one of the parents arrive. it's the father of the Indonesian speaking girl. he wants her to come back to the house because they were going home. so she left without the bike. I thought that would solve the problem since the bike is now available, but by now both kids wanted me to piggy back them. so I suggest that they could take turn to riding the bike and my back. they agree, but after a few steps I realize that dragging two scooters and carrying a kid on my back is impossible. so I have to talk to my cousin who is on my back, I told him I can't carry him while dragging two scooters. he understands. he climbed down and ride on the scooter, but the girl does not understand. she blamed my cousin and she rode of with the bike across the street leaving us behind. my cousin blames me so he left his scooter and ran of following his friend, wondering if she would still be his friend. I was left with two scooters that I have to drag all the way to the house. i was abselutely hurt. not because I blame them, they're just kids, but because I have no one to blame. that's just annoying. I spend the rest of the day avoiding the kids. the leading girl actually notice that and she felt sorry. so she gave me a painting of me with a love heart. it's really unusual for someone her age to be that sensitive. I reckon she'll be a great leader someday.

after the party is finished we went home, my two cousins came with us. they were going to sleep over. the next day was slow, I read a book, then got bored. I wish I could got to the library and borrow an Artemis fowl book, I haven't touch that series since the exams. I already finish the fourth book. Artemis fowl is my latest obsession, I'm absolutely addicted.
my cousin and my sister are busy writing a story for their homework, it was actually very good, writing runs in the family :) my other cousin is busy drawing character from Artemis fowl. she teased me with spoilers from the 5th and 6th series. that is one of the reason I can't wait to get hold of them. I was doing the laundry. as usual. that's why I was bored. so I try to excite my self with something to look forward too, heres the list:
  1. year 11 orientation
  2. work experience
  3. school holidays
  4. I'm also planning to go swimming in a lake since the weather is getting hotter, but I haven't decided on a date... or maybe a picnic in a park.

looking for something to look forward to

heyyy, it's been three days I haven't write anything.
it's not that I'v been busy... It's just the opposite. I'm not busy enough.
I need something to look forward to. my brain is already pass, the "cooling down" part (the cooling down part is how your brain functions when it has already done a major work out...like studying for exams. in a cooling down period, you will not be bothered to do anything but to relax). my "cooling down" moment always ends too short. I cant stand doing nothing. I'm the type that's get easily bored. but I'm also the type who never lets boredom stay too long, unlike some people. it's kind of annoying how some people are always complains that their bored but still not bothered to do anything. it's like they're actually enjoyed being bored, like they find complaining is very exciting, even though it's not very entertaining to others.

well I won't be that kind of person. but right now, I'm kind of stuck inside the house. before I started telling about how I overcome my feeling of boredom. I think I might have to fill in the gaps since my last post. since friday...

so I wake up in the morning, go to school, I don't remember my subjects in the morning, but I do remember last session I went to monash aquatics, we were having a zumba class. we have been doing that since last term. this was our final class. I've grown to quite like zumba, I should confess that I'm very stiff, as a result of my lack of dancing background, but I am good at moving my feet with the rhythm, I guess that means I'm kinesthetic.

In saturday I went to my cousin house because of this gathering with a few of my parents friend. the grown ups are barbecuing, my sister and my cousin are gossiping, while I play with the little kids as usual. it was a hot day and the kids were restless, I volunteered to take them to the park, but then they got on a fight. it was funny because I was actually involved. yet when I try to have a say, I was only making things worse. so heres how it goes. there were 7 kids. 2 were babies (including my brother). they were happily enjoying themselves on their own so I don't need to bother them. the other two were Primary kids. they feel more superior to the other kids so they lock themselves in their room and play "big kids" game. they're actually playing dress up and pretending they're on a date..

my brother is having a tantrum, I beter quit blogging because my mother needs to turn out the lights so he can go to sleep..

Thursday, November 18, 2010

great day

Today started out okay. this morning I had watermelons for breakfast. I love watermelons. but I think I had too much because then I had a stomach ache :). but it soon pass over.

In math we were supposed to be having a test, but since it's the very last lesson, the teacher cancel it :D. she said we could do whatever we want. all of the students went to the computers. I'm bored with computers, so does my friend Radhika and Anh. so we just fool around, creating origami, making a fortune teller, etc.. anyway we were the loudest in the class, which is very weird since we were usually the quietest. my teacher decided that she need our (that's us three) help to marks yesterday's exam, very suspicious. but we help her anyway. we discover our marks. guess what I get.... 119% (I think... my memory is failing me, I knew it was more than 100% but I forgot exactly how much) :)))) I get extra marks for doing the bonus question. I didn't even knew they were bonus questions.

in English we were watching this movie about south africa. you know, where there is conflict between the white and the black. I really like the movie, but we didn't finish it, I was going to ask my teacher what is the title of the movie, but she was busy so I decided I would just search for it.

at the end of the day we went to Fitness first. I began to really like the treadmill.

some of my friends didn't come to school today, because they're going to awards night. I have a bit of a breakdown for awhile. I never get any award. but I could always trust my mother to say the right words to make it all better :). it's a long story. I don't feel like telling it right now. maybe I'll write about it someday...

Wednesday, November 17, 2010

Eid al adha and Exams

right now it's 10.39 according to my watch (I don't know if it's right, I think it's late). it's pass my usual bedtime. but I've been busy for the last couple of week and I just had to write what's going on.

yesterday it was Eid al adha!! an Islamic celebration! in the morning we have to go to the mosque to pray together. but I'm still on my period, so I stay at home and watch my brother. of course I could have gone to school, but I'm not that desperate, I would rather watch my brother. after my family comes home, my mother ask if I would like to join her, she's going to a gathering in a friends house, you know, to celebrate Eid. my sister, of course, would rather stay in her cave. I don't really enjoy socializing, but I figure I absolutely NEED to get out of the house and take a break from my revisions. beside I could always volunteer to babysit the kids, that would be fun! and FYI I'm not being sarcastic.
the gathering started out okay. I met my cousins. than my mother started to introduce me to her friends which I don't really bothered to remember their name, my memory is not that good with names, than I started to play with the kids. we were playing in the backyard. I had fun. that is until I notice there is a this huge stain on my behind as a result of rolling in the wet grass. that was embarrassing. thankfully, my brother was tired, so we went home early.

the next day... that's today, is exam day YAY!!! (okay, NOW I'm being sarcastic) I was nervous. so nervous that I forgot to bring a pen and I used a PENCIL ON BOTH THE EXAMS. I FORGOT TO READ THE INSTRUCTION!!! I feel so careless. I just hope they wont cut off my marks because of it. because I think I've done pretty well.

After school I helped my mother deliver junk mail and local newspaper. I'ts hard work. but it's good practice until I could get a real job. It's also an excuse to use my roller blades. for some reason I'v grown fond of roller blading. maybe it's because it's unusual and it makes me look taller. and maybe because I'm good at it.

I'v been busy doing revisions these days that it piles up into a huge mountain. actually three mountains. so yeah, I wanted to start blogging then, but I have to finish the laundry first.

anyway I was talking to my mother, I was complaining about how I hate flies. they comes into the house uninvited then they start to smash themselves to the glass window thinking it's an exit. but they no matter how much they tried they could not go through the glass window. so they buzz annoyingly, they make sounds like they're complaining, whining, like it's our fault that they're trapped inside the house. and when we try to help them go outside, they stay away from us because they don't trust us and they just stubbornly continuing smashing to the window. then my mother said, maybe they're not whining, maybe they're trying to teach me a lesson. then I realize all the time I was describing the flies, I was actually describing myself. how ironic...

Sunday, November 14, 2010

senior

I got my senior jumper today!
I'm actually extremely exited.
I could finally call myself a senior student.
I'm exited at the thought that I'm growing up...finally.
the jumper look exactly like the junior jumper.
except for the colour. and the senior logo.
I'm still exited though.

I'm going to be extremly busy in these three days. because the exam is comming on wednesday. sigh* I usually don't care about marks. but my mother scold me yesterday about how I don't work hard enough for exams yet I'm always forever complaining about my marks AFTER the exam. I guess it's kinda true. it's not like I'm not bothered. I always intended to work hard. but I never did. I can't. I'm never the type of person who would suffer to get what I'm after. I mean I am ambitious, but I have to enjoy the task in order to work hard on it. that's why I get good marks on assignments but not much on tests. I like making things, creating things, even writting essays. but I don't like studying. even on assignment, I had a habit on doing it on last minute. because I depend too much on my mood. if I'm in the mood, I could work hard. but the mood is very unpredictable. and I can't work hard without it... my mother said I can't be depandent on my mood. especially now that I'm almost in VCE. she said I need to change my habit. she's right. as usual. although I don't feel that way when she yelled at me.

anyway today turns out okay. I had a beep test this morning. my score was 4.7. it's my highest score yet. but it's still not enough. I need to work out more. now that it's summer, I could jog in the morning before school, let's just wish my mood doesn't get in the way.

I had personal growth second session, so I went to the library and do more revisions. my target for this math test would be 100 percent... I told you I'm ambitious.

during recess my cousin Iffah tells me she decided to be a clothes designer when she grows up. she actually look like she mean it. like nobody told her to do that, like she's actually happy with that, like she finally figure out what she wanted to do with life. I'm so proud for her. she used to be a depressed girl who doesn't bother to do anything with life. who gave up on it. I'm so happy that she finally lets herself to dream. one step at a time of course. but she has started dreaming. and that's all that matters. I just hope my sister would do the same. not that I would know if she has, she never tells me those kind of things anymore. in fact it's one of those things in the list of "always avoid topics when talking to my sister".

In english we had a practice quiz about Romeo and Juliet. I had one Question wrong. I need to remeber that Romeo is banished to MANTUA!!! I had to remeber that. then I recieve a revision for the english test that is happening at the same day as the math exam. well, at least I have a reason to do something other than my math revisions...

Saturday, November 13, 2010

PMS...

AAAGGHHHH
I had a bad day (obviously you could see that).
I woke up this morning feeling fine.
Then I started doing the revisions and finishing them. then my mother went shopping. later on I realize that I should'v come with her.
then I started to cook spaghetti for lunch.
I was a bit annoyed with my father for some reasons but I got over that.
then after I eat I started to feel weird.
I feel extremely bored, restless, I don't know what else I't just feel bad.
it was the worst feeling ever.
the whole day was awful.
I wanted to tell somebody, but I don't want to look whiny.
it was horrible, so horrible that I actually cried.
this is not like me.
I always find something to do.
even when I'm extremely bored.
so I tried to do useless things that used to make me feel less bored.
but it doesn't work.
I'm just not bothered to do things. that is really weird.
I'm always bothered to do anything. even when anyone else wouldn't.
I blame it on PMS.
and also to the fact that I haven't been out of the house for TWO WHOLE DAYS.
that probably explains everything.
I would look forward for this day to end.
I can't believe I'm looking forward to monday...
I'm definitely losing my mind.

the heat, the rain, the joy...

Friday wasn't so great.
it was great that my parents let me stay home.
but they made me work on my revisions.
and the heat doesn't help either.

I easy so busy doing my work (honest!). before I knew it it's time to call it a day...
the next day wasn't so exiting either. I hate Saturdays. there is always things for me to do. the mountain pile of laundry, the messy house (I'm blaming my brother), and even holes on shirts or trousers that wasn't even mine! because nobody else cared, all of those things are my problem. nobody else seems to realize that. except for my mother. she's probably the only one who says thank you. but she's always away every Saturday. that is the reason I hate Saturdays.

my father is soooo wrapped up with my brother, he doesn't care about anything. not that I need attention from him. I'v given up on that years ago. he has the habit of giving attention when it is NOT needed. and didn't notice anything when I actually need some. annoying. so I'v learn to be patient and to control my emotions since he won't notice anything anyway.

my sister is equally annoying. my mother had a talk with me about how my sister is going through pubescent times. she gets emotional and a bit self centered. she spend the whole day in her cave (a.k.a room) with her laptop. it gets kinda annoying. but he thing that most bothered me is that she doesn't tell me whats bothering her. we used to be so close. now she treated me as a stranger. like it was my fault she is so unhappy. now, every time I try to make a friendly approach. she would snap, ignore or yell. every time I went to her room to put the fresh laundry in, she would snap her head, hiding her laptop screen like she didn't want me to see. okay maybe I'm nosey by nature. but it really hurts when I have to go often to her room and she did that every time. like she didn't trust me anymore. nobody trust me anymore.

while my brother... he's being himself. he runs around, messes up the living room I just cleaned, distroying the fresh pile of laundry I just fold neatly. sometime I wondered, if my father is so busy watching my brother, why is he still gets away and messes up everything.

I wasn't actually force to do these things, but I don't trust my other family member to do it right. they didn't fold the clothes as neatly. they left the dryer for a long time until the clothes smelt like burnt rubber. they wouldn't clean the house properly either. well I trusted my mother. she could always do things right. but she's always busy. and who could blame her? she probably has to do more things than me. I'm not saying that I'm perfect. that nobody is as good as me. but sometimes I feel like I'm the only one who cared.

anyway, I was reading my last post and I recall the math lesson on Thursday. it's a bit more interesting than my usual daily life, so I decided I should write it in more details.

so heres what happen. it was 4th session, it was hot, and I watched too many computer screen that day. my hyper scale was increasing. I went to class, and as usual, I was on of the few person who came on time. The other person is The boy (you know...) and the other one is my friend, her name is Radhika. she's a new kid. I haven't actually asked her but I bet she's from India, or at least Srilanka. I waved with this ridiculous grin on my face at Radhika, she waved back without a hint of suspicion, she must thought I was just being friendly, when I'm actually losing my senses. then without stopping my wave, I turn around and waved to Mrs. Rangarajan, the math teacher who just came. mrs. Rangarajan smiled at me.

'ah, you feeling happy today Nisa?'
I nodded, still with the ridiculous grin.
'so no more throwing things in the bin huh?'
I had to laugh. the other day she caught me throwing my test result in the bin. unfortunately we were only supposed to look at it and give it back. so I had to fetch my papers from the bin. embarrassing. Radhika laughs too. she saw what happen. hopefully nobody else did.
then we went inside.

after the teacher went inside, a boy (his name's Matias) opened the door to let me and Radhika in. Radhika quickly went inside. I don't. no matter how long I stayed in Australia, I would never get used to "gentlemen's" holding out doors for me. I considered that sexist. how come ladies have to go first? I once got in a one minute argument with a boy about that.

I told Matias I let him go first.
he said I should go first. Typical.
I insisted he goes first. and when he's going I whispered; 'ladies first..'
and he was like: 'What!?'
darn it! I was hoping he wouldn't notice me saying that.
'never mind' I said my catchphrase.

in math I was completely restless. I decided to write something. before I knew it. I created a short story. I called it "Imagination three times". it's not as good as my other stories. but this story is highly criticizing people around me. especially people who has lost their Imagenation and has no sense of creativity. and only do things for an accurate, obvious, reasons.

my friend Anh, ask me if I was writing a love letter. I said I was. she said she never gets a love letter so I make one for her. because I don't want to be misunderstood as a lesbian, I made up a character named: Joe. that is supposed to be the one is sending the letter. at first the letter only says; I LOVE U. than before I knew it my other friends want have love letters too. so it grew longer and longer. eventually it becomes so good, that I got three girls fighting over me. it's too bad I'm straight :). well yeah... that's how it goes for the rest of the math lesson. my teacher pointed out that I'm not myself today. nice observation :).

Thursday, November 11, 2010

overload

so much happens yesterday I feel like I'm overloading. I don't think I could manage to write all of them. so I'm just going to write a few sentence that relates to yesterday.

too much computer screen.
dazed.
horse racing.
no poppies available :(.
One minute of awesome silence.
boy in striped pajamas.
math review.
hyper.
no more chucking things in bin.
ladies first.
imagination three times.
love letter.
Joe.
math review again.
sophie's birthday.
cake.
iqro.
11 pm.
heatwave.

and now my parent's say I don't have to go to school :). that is awesome!!! that way, I could finish my revision, finish my short story, hafalan, and relax for the exam next week. not to mention get away from the heat. so yeah thats all for now. :)

Wednesday, November 10, 2010

what happen last night...

heyyy..
right now I'm in physical science class a.k.a robotics. lets just say I have no interest in this subject. so instead of wastin 90 minutes of my life googgling random things. I'm going to write what happens after I finish blogging yesterday...

so yeah, after that, I finish my slideshow for my cousin, and it is actually finish!!! which is good because her birthday is the next day. my mother then said something about rendering the slideshow or something which I don't understand. then my father said something it's a new a program and it doesn't need to be rendered or something like that. and I let them argue about rendering or whatever that is while I read a magazine.

anyway they finally then agreed that I should burn it into a DVD so everyone could watch it on television screen. but the problem is, the DVD inserter (or what ever it is called, I'm not familiar with these words) is broken. so we have to go to my cousin's house to burn it in their computer. but that would be another problem because I wanted it to be a surprise from my cousin. so my mother said she would "distract" my cousin while I use the computer. that was the plan.

the plan doesn't go to smoothly... first of all my cousin is smarter then I give her credit for. when I went to her, borrowing her laptop and saying something about burning a slideshow while carying an empty DVD, then suddenly my mother came and drag her to her room saying she wanted to talk, then talk nonsense for half an hour, it didn't take long for my cousin to realize I'm making the slideshow for her as a surprise. second of all it turns out I have no Idea how to burn the slideshow from her laptop, so my uncle has to help me. then he "accidentaly" mention it to my cousin. we're sooo busted. some people just could not keep a secret.

since she already knows, and since I couldn't be patient to wait for the next day. I decided to show her the slideshow that night. it's a simple slideshow filled with picture of her since she was small. thats all. but she hasn't seen some of that picture in a long time so, i guess she must be amazed. and there are some cute pictures of the two of us.... well she looked cute in the picture, she's photogenic, I couldn't say the same for me.

before we know it, it's already 11pm. so we quickly went home. I just remember know.. I think I forgot to pray Isha. and I went to bed.

the next morning, I figure out nobody in the house wake up for subuh, because I wake up at 6 and nobody was awake. the sun was already shining so I just quickly prayed and wake my sister.

I felt a bit.. moody. It's not usual for me to wake up so late... (6am is considered late for me). there is nothing to eat for breakfast so my father just ordered me to cook rice and eggs. I hate rice for breakfast. but I have no other choice. there is no way my mother will let me go to school without breakfast...she's strict about that. so I start frying the egg. but there is no butter left, so I have to cook it with oil. and it was disgusting. it tasted so... oily. that cetainly did not help my mood. so I go to school feeling like not talking to anyone... the person who sits next to me seem to feel awkward with my mood. and right now...I don't really care.

but I guess my mood will soon fade away. it always is. especialy since to day is 11 of november. it's remeberence day! I don't really care about heroes and matyr to be honest. I'v only been in australia for 2 years, I still feel like a stranger. but I'm looking forward to buy those poppies flower pins. it'll look good with my headscarf.

Tuesday, November 9, 2010

scratching an old scar

I felt a major let down this morning when I found out I'm not getting any award this year. same thing happened to me last year in a different school. I guess I'm just not good enough. it stung a bit when my friend gloated a bit about how she's getting an award. she doesn't seem to realize it though. she's that kind of person. she likes to talk without actually analyzing the situation. it hurts even more knowing that this boy who I always considered a rival (also considered as a crush) getting an award as well. it hurts for 2 reason. 1. I hate it that he's always considered smarter than me even though it might be true. 2. I wanted him to see that I'm smart as well. I want to see him in the award night.

but I'm over that. the rest of the day is good. I spend the whole math class playing hangman and drawing doodles with my friends. that not usual. usually I'm such a good girl that I always do my work. but in this circumstances, we have finish every work on the subject and so we're just revising for the exam, and also it's my ONLY actual lesson since the first two session is sport and we have a sub and we only muck around, and I'm leaving school early and miss 4th session, It was normal for me to feel restless in class.

oh yeah, I haven't wrote why I left school early. it's because I have personal growth. in personal growth, we are learning about sexuality. according to my beliefs, this subject is taboo. it's not forbidden or something. it's just how my teacher is teaching, it's kind of opposed my values. so my parents talk about it to the school authority and they allow me to miss the class by going to the library. then I had an idea. since personal growth is the last subject I had today, maybe I could just go home early. normally student needs a note to leave school early, or they need their parents to pick them up. so I had to work hard to get permission to leave the school. nah jokes.. not really hard. I just went to the year coordinator and ask her if I could go home, she said I need permission from my parents. so I went to the nurse because I knew she has my phone number, i never could remember it. then I phone my father then POOF. I have a permission to leave early. I'm so proud of myself for the effort. I feel like a VCE student already :).

also something worth mentioning to day is about the soda incident. in session 1, our substitute went and treat us with soda. usually I hate fizzy drinks. I cannot understand why people drink those horrible burning liquid. but I was parched. i just quickly gulped down the burning liquid and try to ignore it's effect. than there is this girl who refused the soda because she says she doesn't drink soda. another girl says she's amazed that anyone would hate soda. for some reason I feel guilty that I didn't admit I hate soda. but honest, it's because I am absolutely thirsty.

anyway the word of today is "Parched" which means "Dehydrated". I never even heard anyone using that word. I found it while I was searching for the synonym of "thirsty".

Monday, November 8, 2010

my first entry...

Today I decided to write a journal (not a diary). this won't be like my other blog where I write anything whenever I felt like it. I'm determined to write here daily.

I began to had this idea when I figure out that this could help me improve my writing skills. I might need that if I'm going to choose Literature as one of my subject in VCE. for someone who has only been in Australia for 2 years this is could be a big challenge.

so yeah, this is my highly dramatic life. you'll find out later that the title is ironic.

today I wake up as usual to do the morning prayer at 5. I still have plenty of time before I had to get ready for school. anyone else would go back to bed. but i'm more of a morning person :). I decided to pass the time making a short slideshow photo for my cousin. her birthday is near and I'm planning to surprise her with the slide show of pictures of us. I used the song "you make me smile"-uncle cracker because it's one of her favorite song and also because it suits her, she make me smile. :)

then I ate breakfast and get ready for school. I have to admit I'm not a very sociable person. awkward situation happens quite often. so every morning I had a bit of mental breakdown... this is one reason why I always hug my mother before going to school. laugh and you'll die!

turns out school's not so bad. I had a laugh with my friends in math class while we play hangman (when we were supposed to be revising for a test). I also had a chat with this boy who sits next to me in physical science which is a good thing. usually I'm a bit awkward around boys. he talks about his life that is waaay more interesting than mine. he was born in Afghanistan. he went to school for a while until he is in year 2. then the taliban came so he escape to pakistan. he spend his time making carpet to sell. his father then seek refuge in Australia then he sponsored his whole family. the boy has only been here for two years, about the same as me. he also put in a few bit of Afghanistan history as he tell me his story. I wonder what it would be like to be him. you know, fighting all his life for freedom. thats when I decide I want to write a journal. so if something exiting or unique happen to me, like it did to him, I could capture it on paper. or blog.

a story of a teenagers life wouldn't be complete without a bit of romance...*blush*. nah jokes! my love life is completely boring I had a few crushes since I was ....6 I think. one at a time of course. well recently I had this crush on this specific guy. and as usual I don't have the guts to even talk to him. even if I did there is no way it's gonna work out (for religious reason I'll explain later if I had the time). I feel really embarrassed when i'm around him. I spend the rest of the day trying to avoid him and lowering my gaze when he's passing by. I just hope he doesn't think I'm being rude.

after school I felt a bit down after I tried to make a conversation with my sister. let's just say she made it clear that she want me to understand that she does not want me to talk to her unless it is important. that kinda hurt.

then I felt a bit frustrated when the internet malfunctioned when I dearly wanted to start my journal. but after I started to write, I felt all better. it also helps that I could hear my father playing guitar in the background. I love it when he plays guitar. maybe one day I could learn too.

thats all for today. I reckon this is a good start.