Month: <span>June 2006</span>

You think I’d go and do something useful, but this caught my eye over on Katie’s blog and as test ettiquette goes, I complied. Now I just have to go look up more of ‘what the heck’ it’s about.

Take Eysenck Personality Test (similar to EPQ-R)
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I was meant to go and spend some time this afternoon with Katie, but unfortuantely that didn’t happen. I worked out it might not be the best idea after I woke up at some horrendously late hour after a really terrible night’s sleep – where I quite literally took over two hours to find that point of unconciousness. Sometimes I should just get over being stubborn and go ahead and take the ‘easy’ means. (Cold and Flu or equivalent). Still coughing whatever isn’t lung up. So after getting moving, thought I’d better stick around and appease mum by actually doing some work (ebay stuff) – I didn’t get to that until later either.

I was going to blog about change after hearing a sermon around it on Sunday, I may yet get to it. Tonight feels very much like it requires a movie of some kind.

Paul has been rather sick and so has had to pull out of ESA’ing, which leaves me knowing no one really, so it’ll be a curious week up there – I’m junior camp leading. I can’t say I haven’t done the ‘know no one’ before so I’ll be okay. It is a pity though. I can only hope I’m well enough myself to get some decent sleep before Friday rolls around.

Last night Dad and I went to the hospital to visit my Oma, who is in rehab (and has been for a while). Arny and Kathy (Uncle/Aunt) were there and we had a look at their China photos – lucky things went on another ‘world trip’. They copped a lot of terrible weather and general pollution so it looks mostly smoggy and not quite as you’d expect. My Aunty Kathy is fantastic – I think I’ll just say that, no particular context.

I got to Mark’s (Luskies) around 8:30. I can’t help but wonder if the dynamic changes when someone else walks into the room. Who was there (good old record keeping): Clacy, Iain, Luskie, Dan, Elyce, Alecia… and Jess was meant to come later. I don’t know what the boys were doing with all the food so late, but I somehow ended up with a big bowl of pasta (to share with Lex) and consumed far more than I should’ve. It was extremely good! Iain was kind enough to cut me a piece of pizza ‘small but not too small’ on about the third try. We went up-stairs and shot ducks, laughed at old Bible playstation (or equivalent) games and talked.

Enjoyable time. I think I managed to have a bit of a chat to everyone there. Always a bonus! Got home early enough to placate a certain parental who’s been a tad narky about things lately.

I like these people lots and lots and time spent with them is better than sitting at home infront of a stupid screen or a book – however interesting.

….on the books note.
I read The Little Prince by Antoine de Saint-Exupery today. The fact that my jaw was open the whole time has to be saying something. It’s not very long and it’s a classic that’s easy to read as it was written for kids (supposedly), so DO bother. I don’t know how many philosophical points you could pull out of it but ‘wow’ was screaming off the pages.

In true teen girl squad style, “It’s Over!”

Left the exam half an hour early. It was pretty much like the past two years exams, easy – although I dare say I could’ve explained dithering better. I am in no doubt that I passed and probably didn’t do too badly. I did the 30 multiple choice questions in about five minutes – see the level I have to stoop to! 😛

Driving home, exhaustion entirely kicked in. I think being sick, last night and general all round stress has probably taken it’s toll. I’ve got a few days now to fully recover before ESA. I will be hopefully doing a lot of sleeping before then.

Despite the ‘head can no longer think about anything besides ‘I hurt” the lure of people is too much and I should be heading off briefly tonight to catch up with a few of the yits crew. At Luskies house for once, instead of Jess’s. I have to first go visit my Oma and used the tactful, “I will leave by 10:00pm” – as my home hours have been none too pleasing to mum the past few days. One day she’ll work it out.

One of the things I forgot to mention, was Saturday night, Laura and I trouped off to Geoffs to have an evening of playing cards. Cards were fairly non-existant except for a poker set. So we played that instead. So besides us, Analise, Anita, Mark, Josh and a guy called Simon. I have only played once before (with you Tony, Iain and co at Tabor one Wednesday) and I wasn’t ever taught properly. Anyway I definitely must have gotten the hang of it, because I ended up winning – although Josh might’ve but declined the last few rounds to go watch the soccer. I was as croaky as anything, but still managed to enjoy myself. I’m fairly sure Analise still doesn’t really know the rules. ;P

So. No more thinking about anything mildly study related unless I want to (fat chance) for almost 5 weeks. Let the holidays begin!

My exam is at 2pm today. I technically should be studying, which I have been doing – but I can’t say it’s gotten any less dry. I am still coughing what shouldn’t be in my lungs out and my left side (shoulder/ribs) is feeling a bit sore- which I think means I did actually hit the door.

Just got a message from Ana saying she has my camera. Hooray!

I was having some curious ideas over ‘what’s next’ for me after being rather intrusive and asking some ‘why don’t you’ questions to a friend last night. It seems I should take, or at least seriously think about what it is I really want (study/career/to do) at the moment, instead of trying to think so much future wise, which can be a good thing but not always.

Anyway. Chucking the trowel on my current uni course before I finish the year is not any longer, not an option despite the completer finisher monster that lives inside my brain. That saying there is still much planning and thinking and praying to be done. I have also weighed up the course I was looking into doing (Profressional Writing) and worked out perhaps that maybe I shouldn’t be going there just yet. I could not go and work full time or I think I’d die of boredom.

It’s come up a few times recently and gotten me thinking – teaching, which was always the backburner plan, and truth be known based on those who know me, I’d probably be okay at it. I’d only go do it post-grad – so that’s a long term possibility.

In the meantime. Tabor (ie: more theological stuff) is looking extremely appealing. I always wanted to go back. I learnt oh so much each day there and I miss that level of engaging my brain. I am what, 20 and I get the chance to change my career 5 more times (statistically not practically) why shouldn’t I go do something vaguely impractical in terms of career for the moment? Earning big dollars has never been a draw card.

NB: Nothing is settled, I have barely started looking into it. I could well be doing BIM for the rest of the years or the next 2.5.

Ideas ideas. And more for the few of you who care about Rebecca’s seemingly fickle brain to get annoyed about. Prayer would be good.

And I should probably get back to reading over those notes and my text book again…

It’s inevitable that I was going to blog about it so…

Church this morning. A fair few of the young adults went on up to Dan’s place – he lives in the sticks, beautiful but still the sticks (I mean more sticks than where I live). So Analise, Susannah and I sqaushed into Ana’s old yellow Gemini and picked the most direct route in the Melways (okay maybe I was responsible for that). We wound up on this dirt road which was fine, but the road we turned up on to got fairly terrible (steep and rough) fairly fast. Geoff’s car appeared behind us so we figured we were going the right way. Ana stalled on the hill and we wound up on a rather strange angle after having reveresed to get out of hi’s way. So with a tree behind us, the car almost sideways off a rather large water carved hole, and the wheels spinning there wasn’t much option except to push. Geoff came back once he realised we hadn’t made it and with us helping, managed on about the fourth time to get out of the problem spot. Needless to say we decided not to try again and picked another road.

Very enjoyable lunch (thanks Dan) and coffee/tea (thanks Tim) and chatting (thanks All). Watched the Incredibles – which is one of the few cartoons I enjoy rather a lot. Ended up sticking around for dinner.

We were following Geoff and Tom on the way home and Analise managed to not quite stop in time at a roundabout (road’s wet) and I had the enjoyable experience of watching a 4wd coming directly for her side of the car. Time did it’s usual ‘trauma’ trick and slowed enough for me to realise that yes it was definitely going to hit and no this wasn’t going to be so good but not really slow enough for me to react in any particular way. It’s a strange thing feeling a car jerk unnaturally sideways. I am convinced I watched something shatter – which must have been the mirror.

Analise and I swore pretty much the same time after the hit and I guessed by her tone that she wasn’t so much hurt but more, ‘Damn I just smashed my car’. Susannah must have said something, she was behind me so not on the side of impact or I didn’t really think too much about her (Sorry Susannah!). First reasonable thing (if it was that) that came out of my mouth was, “Where’s Geoff and Tom?”

The people that hit us got out and did the ‘Are you okay, are you insured?’ thing. I got out straight away while Ana was talking with them and tried calling Geoff’s phone. No reception. Geoff and Tom didn’t hear it happen but actually came back once they realised we weren’t following them. Which was good and I’m quite thankful for.

All the details were exchanged and Tom’s phone had reception so we got on to various parents. Which of course meant tactfully saying the least worrying thing. Waited around for about half an hour in the cold, musing about the ‘gawkers’ checking out the scene, before Ana’s parents showed up. Geoff dropped us others home.

I can’t speak for the other two but no one was really hurt, although we were all a little bit shaken. Ana hit her head but not very hard, Susannah was fine, I was fine – although when I got home I worked out my left wrist’s a little sore so I probably hit the door.

The car lost it’s mirror, smashed some of the plastic window guard has an impressive dent just before the front door, which doesn’t close very well and pretty well lost the tyre off the hub on my side. If the other vehichle was going any faster or hit further back there would’ve been a lot more damage done and Ana probably would’ve hit more than just her head.

When I got home I realised I left my camera on the floor of her car – which will probably be there overnight, so not too impressed about that.

But there you go. First car accident I’ve ever been in. Glad I wasn’t the one driving. And oh look, I have an exam tomorrow…

My lovely friend Jessica had her farewell today. I made her a cake. I really should’ve taken something drug wise before I went – I thought I could get away with it as I managed to sleep without last night (even though it took me about 2hrs to get there). But I was very blah indeed which wasn’t great, but I thankfully get to see her again on Thursday before she goes!

I was going back through photos when I got home and remembering all the fantastic times we’ve spent together. (Instead of studying)

Jess and I got to know eachother during a very cringe worthy art class back in Year 10 – so, 2002. Where we banded within the same friendship group – evenutually and hung out with eachother and Ana/Jacqui/Nat and co. for the next few years. Went on Schoolies and our ‘repeat holiday’ together. Have encouraged eachother (well I know she has me) and been surprisingly good at keeping eachother on our toes.

I have greatly and still greatly appreciate Jess and find her friendship quite refreshing (ergh how else to say this, we are both rather opinionated people but still managed to get along), the majority of my other friends tend to be the complying type 😛 I like the change rather a lot.

Not sure if you still read this Jess, but you are utterly fantastic and there’s so much more I could say. I will miss you immensely.