The Final Countdown

Yeah so I think I just got that song in your heads, am I right?

Feeling a bit unhealthy right now after having been on this healthy eating frenzy, and then completely lapsing in the weekend and today. Funny how that works out. Problem is, most of the day is spent doing media now, which means staying seated at a computer in every spare moment and it makes you feel lazy.

Anyway, learning the error of my ways, I am going to get back to drinking heaps more water (I think I'm more tired without it?) and eating lots of the good raw stuff. Also, I should go to sleep early tonight, and not play Plants vs. Zombies till 12:30 a.m.

Oh yeah and I gave blood today. It was really smooth sailing, I didn't feel lightheaded at all. And Eva made it through after I coached her, held her hand, and distracted her with my rambling. I am very proud of her! Loads of people fainted and went super pale and needed cloths on their foreheads. I feel quite brave knowing I can even look at the needle and the blood and not be worried at all. Leo was funny, he gave as well, and we were rigged up at the same time, he was in the chair next to me. He claimed they had to get a bigger pressure cuff for him because his biceps are so big. The nurse laughed just as doubtfully as I did. She was nice, her name was Jill, and she liked me and said I had beautiful veins and that she'd like to adopt me. Leo and I had a race to see who could get all their blood out first and he won by a minute, clocking in at 5 minutes. To be fair though, he had a head start, because mine was a bit slow coming out at first. We all know who the true winner is.

So it's Tuesday night and the ball is on Saturday. Exciting. I love my dress. I'll post photos of me in it after the event. You know you wanna see. Yep.

Okay well I'm feeling generous and sort of good. If you're reading this, have a bit of my love. xxxxxxxxxxxxxxx

Alrighty

So, full on. Two weeks left. Less than. Got to finish our film. Utter priority. Will think about art resubs in the holidays. Booked hair & makeup appointments for the ball. Dress will be completed and dropped off by the lovely Marcelle tomorrow! & now I have to gooo.

I Was Too Busy Worrying

And yesterday I forgot to mention that I got my first excellence EVER in art, for a six-credit internal... YEAH BABY. Even if I'm only recording this for future reference so I can look back and think aw, I was so pleased.

To Stay On Track

I am going to post every day this week. It might remind me to stay focused on finishing things and not to wish the days away without getting work done.

I am presently feeling upset and sad and emotional. I think there are a lot of pressures around the time of the ball, including pressures to attend pre-balls and after-balls. It seems strange that all of my closest friends are going to different events. I wish it were a case of simply gathering all my favourite people together in my house and being able to share this experience with my family too, (my mum especially, as I know she would love to be able to have some part in it). As it is, I am caught in a painful dilemma.

I just went and kissed Mum goodnight and she said "it'll all come out in the wash," which is funnily an expression Helen often uses -- and it looks like she might be the only one who's going to be at my place if I choose to get ready at home rather than going elsewhere. Maybe it's a sign!

So a pre-ball is one thing, the snacks, the getting ready, the photos taken by squinting fathers against a makeshift backdrop. But the afterball is a party, right? I don't know if I'm cut out for a partying lifestyle... last year, after the ball, I was so knackered it was a relief to simply have a small sleepover with more food and talk. On the one night of the year that I wear heels, I doubt I'll be able to keep them on much past midnight... For anyone who agrees with me, the offer is there to stay over at mine!

I really do hope it works itself out. I know that some people reading this might think it's all pretty trivial. But it's supposed to be one of those special nights in your life, and for all the money and preparation, it has to be worthwhile.

Three Weeks

...until the end of term, and the ball, and holidays. We have to finish our documentary before that, though. So I'm not wishing the time away, exactly... I'd also love to get my art internals all finished and resubmitted so they don't carry over into term three, when we'll be starting 3.3 -- can't believe I'll be making my last NCEA art submission ever in a matter of months.

Today I went to DressSmart and had a very successful shopping trip with Roz & Helen. I bought gold, not-too-high heels from Wild Pair for $30, and a little gold sequined purse to match for $11. I also found this gorgeous long wool coat in Creem (the shop where I bought my ball dress last year, it has some lovely stuff) and I called Dad and said "I know this isn't what I came here for, but, I do need a winter coat..." and because he is so kind he let me use his money and buy it. I know. I've been spoilt.

A friend of the family, Marcelle, (whose husband was the one who played matchmaker between my parents!) has very very kindly offered to make my ball dress. So yesterday we went to Centrepoint Fabrics in Newmarket and bought a pattern and material. I ended up buying something totally different to what I initially thought I wanted -- but I am super pleased with my choices and can't wait to see the dress start to take shape. Tickets for the ball go on sale this week on Monday and Tuesday -- year thirteens (rightly) take priority and so that's another expensive day, but of course, well worth it.

I've been watching a lot of the series Dollhouse on the recommendation of a friend, and while I'm enjoying it, I can see why it was rated so badly and was eventually cancelled. I mean, let's be honest, Eliza Dushku cannot act. The role really requires extreme versatility, after all, she has to take on different personalities sometimes multiple times in a single episode. But as an actress, Dushku doesn't seem to be able to dig any deeper, and often doesn't convincingly "transform". A few of the other performances are pretty flimsy, too. However it's forgivable, because the idea is pretty fascinating. And I'm enjoying having a series to follow. I suppose I could always go back and watch season one of House. Aww! So much has changed...

My to-do list is so massive. Thankfully I've checked off some of the ball-related things this weekend, and yesterday in town we had a really good filming session, but there's still heaps to do. I'm praying for a burst of energy and motivation this week.

All right well I have to go and clean the bathroom now. Then I'll have dinner (I'm sure it will be delicious -- Nana is chopping up vegetables to be roasted) and attempt to do something productive, and I suppose after that I'll go to bed. And another week will come.

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Okay Well That Sucked

I had an English exam & I am going to forget about it now.