That's very cryptic of me. I'm getting quite skilled at it if I do say so myself....At 1.25ish today we were given out our 2010 intention forms. 2010 is my last year of school. That freaks me out. Last week I saw a notice on the kitchen table about the formation of the 2010 leavers ball committee. I freaked out. So I went and ate some chocolate chip cookies. I'm not ready to be a year 13! It feels so old. I remember when I was twelve and I decided that I didn't want to turn 13 since it really isn't a very nice number what with all the bad luck associated with it. So I didn't for an entire year when people asked me how old I was I said 12...although this did create some interesting situations... Then when it came to my 14th birthday I turned 14 whilst never actually accepting that I was 13. I turned 14 since 14 is a far nicer number than 13. Thirteen just sounds so ugh and then there's that movie thirteen which is about 13 year olds (but ironically rated R16) which just gives that age a rather nasty rep.
Now that I have my intention sheet it means that I inevitably have to decide my subjects for next year, for my final year before I leave school for good (assuming that nothing cataclysmic occurs). At least I'm not one of those 5 girls in my year who are heading off to Argentina or Denmark or the US for next year. That would freak me out, even though I'm planning on doing something like that after school. But there's no way that I would be ready to do that now. They've got serious guts. (Oh and just for my faithful followers information I still want to go to New York next year since I've found out that in fact GYLC doesn't cost $12 k I was ridiculously incorrectly informed...oh and I also have a dream to go to Comic Con in San Diego....For my inner (or not so inner) nerd).
The thing that I really can not understand is that I'm almost at the end of my time at Marsden although I'll always be a part of the 'Marsden Family'. Then I have to decide where I'm going to live in New Zealand (according to the uni that I choose). Freaky freaky stuff. It kind of makes me want to make a fort out of linen and hide inside it with an endless supply of chocolate chippy biscuits and milk.
That's so my trend for today: making forts. It's fun and constructive and it isn't messy and did I mention that it's fun. In year 10 I made a fort to study inside for my exams it was legendary although my fort was a little bit cramped. My fort lacked certain aspects of architectural design which are somewhat vital...You don't have to be under the age of 10 to make a fort anyone can do it...although if you are over the age of 80 you may pop out a hip in the process it's quite an active process... But here's a hint for first time fort makers or fort making re discoverers. Use clothes line pegs they'll keep the sheets/towels together very nicely.
Back to options. I am stumped. Wonder where that expression comes from? Probably some sick as Elizabethan reference in which case I'm not sure that I really want to know. I know 2 subjects that I'm going to do. English (because otherwise my mother and my father and my sister and my brother and my grandmother and my aunt and my.... etc would all gang up and kill me). Chemistry (because without me they'd be no more HAZCHEM. Therefore Chelsea should do it too.) And yeah.... That's where my options end...So at the moment I'm doing 2 subjects that would be a fun year...'cept I don't think it would actually be possible for me to get level 3 with only 2 subjects in which case I'll probably do combined maths. That's a ridiculous invention which is only at Marsden. It's level 3 Calculus and level 3 Statistics....combined. Doesn't that sound like fun?
BLOG OUT perhaps next post I would have decided although that is highly, highly x infinitely unlikely...
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