Tuesday was my very last “first day of school” that I will ever have. My goodness :o It was shocking, but such a good feeling at the same time to know that I will never have to go back to highschool after November! It was a sad thought though, because in ten weeks time, I will be saying goodbye to more than 90% of people in my grade and will most likely never see them again. This term is going to be bittersweet, full of goodbyes and farewells from both us and the rest of the school.

Honestly though, “Last-Last term” syndrome asside, I’ve been back for three days and I am bogged down so badly. I have a month to finish my majorwork (the thought is scaring me) and I have my trial HSC exams in a week and a half. Three weeks of holiday was really, really, not enough time. I will be SO happy when it’s all over.

My cold is relatively gone now. I was really sick for about a week, and am still a little stuffed up. I’m very lucky that I got sick during the holidays rather than during the school term, because I hate being sick at school and/or missing school when I know how much I will have to catch up.

Well, I reached my 10,000th visitor! Congratulations to Sara, who will also get a permanent plug on my exits page. :)

Edit: OH MY FUCKING GOD O_O James bought me Robbie Williams tickets TOO :o

Guess who’s going to Panic! at the Disco?

ME!

:) James bought me the ticket on Ebay because the show sold out in five minutes this morning. I’m still looking for another ticket for the sydney concert, so if you’re interested in selling, let me know!

As I sit here vexelling away on my new Mac, listening to the music that iTunes just so happens to throw at me, I reflect a lot. I always like it when Peaches by the Presidents of the United States of America starts playing, because it reminds me of a very bittersweet time of my life.

I was thirteen, in year eight at school, and I was relatively happy. One day, I came home to my mother, who was in tears. It turns out that my grandmother who pretty much raised me, had died. She was 57 years old and was, what we thought, happy. That was until we found out that she had died of kidney failure and a subsequent heart attack due to binge drinking. She was found sprawled on her bed surrounded by seven empty vodka bottles. She’d been dead a week before anyone realised. Her defacto partner who was working on a barge out at sea had to call a friend and get him to knock the appartment door down when she hadn’t answered the phone for a week. She called us on the day she died. She seemed so fine, but now I know it was just to say goodbye.

Mum and I went up to cairns two weeks early to organise the funeral and other arangements. I couldn’t bare to be at school knowing my favourite person in the world had just died. I was sad, but I knew that I had to keep every body elses spirits up. Grandma would have wanted it that way. I tried my best to cheer everybody up: I told jokes, stories, drew everyone pictures, made friends with my uncle who i’d never known. It was nice to know I could make people happy at least for a little while.

The day of the funeral came. My brother and dad had arrived, all of the family was there. I kept smiling despite how sad I really was. The funeral went off with hitches: My uncle (another to the one mentioned above) ruined the eulogy by focusing on the bad side of my grandmother’s life, and how she was beaten and abused in her marriage to my grandfather. As much as I wanted to hurt my uncle for saying such things on a day we should be praising my grandmother on her wonderful life, I kept smiling. I couldn’t do anything else.

In the car, heading to the wake, we all sat in silence, somewhat ignoring the radio. The silence was broken about 20 minutes into the car ride when the radio station decided to play Peaches. We all kind of looked at each other and giggled at the randomness of the song playing out of the radio.

That song, as stupid as it is, means everything to me, because from the moment I heard that song, I knew that everything would be alright. To me, that song was a thankyou from my grandmother in response to my positive attitude towards everything for the previous three weeks. Even to this day, I can’t help but giggle when I hear about the millions of peaches that broke the silence in the black Mercedes four years ago.

And I still know everything will be alright, even if it’s not right now.

Firstly, thankyou to everybody who commented in the previous blog with musical suggestions. If you have any music suggestions still, feel free to comment on the previous blog! :) To those who gave me suggestions, I will be downloading some music very, very soon!

Term ended yesterday! (thank god!) — I now have three weeks off term. James is visiting for a week so I will probably have a bit of a relaxing time then, but I will still have to do a lot of work, especially on my majorwork and studying for my trials next term. I’m thankful for the break though, because I’m just so very exhausted. I’ve been sleeping funny as well so it doesn’t help any.

Today my dad took me and my brother shopping! We both got our birthday presents (even though my birthday isnt for two months) - I got mine so early because, well, it’s helpful! What did I get? Well, a brand-spanking-new Macbook! :) It’s the white, 60GB, 2GHz version and it’s very, VERY nice. :) I’ve wanted an apple laptop for a while, but the Intel chip has actually given me a reason to. I’m glad I did, because now I’ll have a decent laptop to use at University next year. My last laptop had no battery life, and would die after a few seconds off the charger. This one has five hours :O It’s insane! Having the macbook will mean that I’ll be able to work on my majorwork at school most days when I have a free moment, unlike normal, where I would have to hassle teachers to let me into the specific computer room with the one computer in the school with Adobe Photoshop CS2 ^_^; At least now I have something personal to work on!

I had a nice little gathering at my house last night. Seven of my friends came over after school and we spent the afternoon stuffing our faces, gossipping, and drooling over a young Val Kilmer in Top Gun. It was lots of fun. I might have another one at the end of next term: Hopefully more of my friends will be able to come to that one!

Anyway, I probably won’t update for a while because they’ll be nothing to update on, unless you want to listen to me rant about my study or something. :p