Haven't been able to blog about the post hsc euphoria.
Yay, when the examiner said it was pens down, and the six of us stopped writing and grinned happily.
YAY.
and then its was crazy days of partying and trying to find a formal dress and other formal stuff
and booking for hair and makeup.
Yesterday started clearing out the books.
The awkward moment when your study area is messier than it was than during the HSC.
And then there's the sentimental moments when you are bidding Rasputin and Khomeini goodbye as you try to ignore that voice in the back of your head, 'hey maybe when you can't sleep, you can read about khomeini or rasputin...
no...
I realised how much trees my subjects killed. History. All these assessments where we were given a big fat booklet with everything we need in it and handfuls of sheets every lesson. And visual arts, both eakins and hopper handing out sheets in handfuls. So sentimental too, ended up recycling most sheets but kept the big fat pink booklet thinking I may read it for the lols.
Still so much more to clear out. Studied in like four rooms... sooo been trying to shift everything into one place and sort out.
OHOH, signout day tomorrow(:
x.
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