I have moved to here.

The past few months I've been very busy with work from school, being an IB Diploma student. Recently I've been even busier studying (shocking, I know) for the upcoming exams next Monday which as always, I never feel good about. And before I forget, I've updated my dead tumblr and gave it a complete transformation - taking off everything and even changing the name. It's alive again. I think I'll stick to reblogging on tumblr, it's too much of a hassle (and too much time) to edit my photos and post them. I am getting lazier and lazier each day and really I won't be surprised if my tumblr dies again after awhile although I will not allow that to happen.

Alright, now just an update on what's left of my miserable life and I'm going to leave out the work part only not to make myself even more miserable.

Six. Aunt Flow's visiting and she sure came heavy.

Seven. The only somewhat hopeful thing in my weekend, my helper (whom I can just run off and talk to and well, at least even better dinners at night.) is off until Sunday night.

Eight. My mom's bugging me to decide on what I want to eat when it's only bloody 11:30 in the morning.

Nine. I have no intentions of going out and here my parents are, seemingly interested in going out.

Ten. I am having a hell of a week and if this continues, I'm worried for my sanity for the next 10 weeks in school.

See how much of a pickle I'm in. No, in fact. See how understanding it would be for me to be in a bloody horrible mood when I've got such a crappy weekend. I think I might just feel so much better after just spilling it all out here. So in the meantime, a little side track off work.

Seriously people, as if Aunt flow ain't bad enough, you guys have to annoy me on top of all of that. I mean, just chill a sec mom, with the lunch okay? I JUST. WOKE. UP. And quite honestly, I'm not in the mood for lunch when I've got more important things to worry about. And then they're going like, "Korean? Thai? Rice? Noodles?" STOP. I wanted to go out last week so badly and there you people were going, "I'm not going out", "Why do you want to go out?". Well guess what, this week it's my turn to play stubborn aye? Not interested in going out, okay?

Right. Then we have the work problem, which is well honestly not much of a surprise. Afterall, it's DP. But I mean, all due on Valentine's Day? I mean, really? Well, one thing for sure on Monday, I am not going to be having a great Valentine's.

I think of all of the things happening right now, the "source" of my CBF mood and all that is mainly, the math issue. I've said it probably over a hundred times that first off, I cannot do math because I'm just not made for it. So what if the whole damn Tang family's from a line of mathematicians dad, you've got to accept it that that line, ends there. I've been horrid at math since year 1 and isn't that a clear enough sign that I just naturally suck at math? And if that's not enough proof, how about the one where I failed all my math tests in this year except for one which I scored, 19/38?

Oh right, then you go on and tell me that I'm going for math tuition which, oh god let's be honest. Not interested and never will be. Let's face it, it's like extra schooling which I so do not need with all the work and CAS already and, I mean, sitting in a class with like 15 other kids and doing math questions? WOW. HELPFUL. Really. See, I think the thing is, you still can't get that I'm not you. I do art, you do math. I do languages, you do science. I suck at math, you suck at art. I suck at science, you suck at languages. SEE. THE. DIFFERENCE?

I'm so bloody annoyed, pissed and stressed out right now I think I might just explode any minute. Here I am trying to finish up all the damn work and there they are, yapping yapping yapping away, people bugging me what to eat for lunch and my dad bugging me to "practice my math". What am I, year 4? I ain't gonna do no math dad, simply because IT'S NOT GOING TO HELP ME WITH THE DAMN TEST NEXT THURSDAY, OKAY? I'm still going to screw it. Okay? End of story.

I'm so sick of people making me do things that a. I hate doing, b. I can't do. One of the things that I absolutely believe in is that people have different things they're good at and things they suck at. "There's no point trying if you always fail", quote quote, Green Hornet movie. Math is something I suck at. I've tried to pass my test and it's not working. That's it, I'm done trying to please you by taking on math SL and biology HL. I'm not going to keep making myself miserable and pushing myself to the point where I want to just jump off the damn edge by continuing on with math SL. And, you've been missing the main point. I'm going to art school. I'm going to do something related to something I've loved since a kid, fashion. Art school does not need math. For the last time, I'm not interested in Psychology, I only picked that as my subject because I did not like the others. OKAY?

I don't plan on doing something that you guys want me to do and spend the rest of my life doing a job I hate. I'm going for art school and I just don't care anymore if you guys can't accept the fact that I'm not doing a "professional job" because at least I'll know I stayed true to myself and am pursuing my own dream. Tough to accept that? WELL guess what, like what's been happening everyday in my life, shit happens.

Alrightys so just a quick update since I've still got other stuff to do. Yes I am working hard these days, *hints at New Year Resolution*. I am, trying.

I just watched The Tourist this morning and oh my god, it was amazing. There are no words to describe the sheer awesomeness, plus the even more awesomeness with Johnny Depp in the movie. It probably wasn't as action based as I thought it was but definitely entertaining (funny too) from the first minute it started. In short, loved it. Who cares about the bad reviews, I would definitely watch it again once the download/DVD's out :)

Btw, after watching that movie, my urges to visit Venice are even greater now. I suppose now all I can daydream about in class is Venice. D:

Absolutely, woah. (Alright so somewhat bias coming from a huge Johnny Depp fan like me but still. It was, I've ran out of words to describe it. Amazing. Not Avatar graphics amazing, but like action movie with Angelina Jolie and Johnny Depp amazing. Yep. )

And while we're on the topic of movies, I've got a list of the next upcoming movies I'm so going to watch.

Alright, I've got about 32 minutes to quickly post my 2011 new year resolutions before it actually hits midnight and then, goodbye 2010 and hello 2011! Btw, you know how you're supposed to actually do your new year resolutions? I never, manage to complete them but no harm attempting again this year :) Afterall, it's pretty darn fun just making the list.

First off, an early merry christmas :)

And next, my updated plan.

So it's been one mad week one after the other with the crazy workload and endless tests. I just finished an in class timed psychology essay on tuesday, a biology (chemistry, really.) test postponed to friday, a math test next monday and an in class timed english essay next tuesday. Speaking honestly, I feel, screwed. But yes, that's what I've decided to blog about today.

10 pointers for future year 12s as to some insights into diploma life.

And now onto some happier stuff. It's time to list out my christmas plan for 2010.

Another shameless self plug, I know, but I am desperate for more followers so if you would just click the link above and pop by my tumblr, that'll be great. *Big fat grin* And, a short little update on my miserable life of a diploma student. (It's been some time since I updated anyway.)

So anyway, this week is going great. It's CAS week so I've got a week off school to do a photography project with Darren Lebeuf. (More time to clear my work, I guess?) Not only are there longer lunches, but way more relaxing schedules, plus early releases from school. It is, almost heaven. If only the weather would be cooler since I nearly melted when photographing stuff outside today in the park. But other than that, I'm looking forward to this week and dreading, very much, next week.

I'm starting to really love, photography for some reason, and if I may add: no harm clicking, shameless self plug added. :) I suppose it could be a sort of weekend thing I do every now and then, and I guess my parents are somewhat happy- happier, I'm pursuing something more, professional...? Yeah, apparently they think that my idea of entering the fashion industry in the future is a joke. Uh, no joke there, MOM. And DAD. It's, for REAL. *indifferent look* I mean really, english literature books are so not my thing, I could just die reading a damn page. And yes, math equations like y= mx + c frustrate me and biology just drives me insane. So no, I do not intend to do anything related to that line of work, which leaves me with the artsy aspect - Photography, Fashion and other yadayada.

Oh and I've finally, bought my leather jacket for winter. That's one done and now all are left are my skinny jeans and boots. Along with the purchase of my leather jacket, I got to sign my first, ever, credit card, uhm, receipt bill whatever it's called. It was, pretty exciting to be honest. I gave my card and the cashier went, "$999, I'll take your Visa." Oh, so cool. And then she handed me the receipt where I got to sign and oh, it was a pretty intensely exciting experience. *goofy grin*

And, I guess that's about it so far unless I could always go on about the depressing life of a diploma student but I'm sure that'd be, boring, and I'd be utterly depressed by the end of it so I'll spare you the misery.

Thanks for putting up with my nonsense when I teased you for interfering with my internet.

Thanks for running to the gate everytime I called your name.

Thanks for all the early morning wake up calls for your breakfast every morning.

Thanks for sleeping in with me on the weekends.

Thanks for still being so adorable and loving even after I screamed at you for making so much noise at night.

Thanks for being such a greedy little thing I'd have to get off my seat all the time to get you food.

Thanks for being my best friend.

Thanks for trying to chew my finger off everytime I fed you a corn.

Thanks for being there when I needed someone to make me smile.

Thanks for making me laugh.

Thanks for being part of my happiest memories.

Thanks for waiting for me.

Thanks for letting me see you one last time.

I'm going to miss saying goodnight and good morning to you every night and morning.

I'm going to miss the trouble of having to feed you every morning the minute I wake up.

I'm going to miss saying "I'm home, hammy!" everyday I get home from school.

I'm going to miss all the annoying noise you make every night.

I'm going to miss waking up seeing your face.

I'm going to miss waking up and immediately you're climbing up the cage, hungry for food.

I'm going to miss getting off my seat all the time to get your sweet corns.

I'm going to miss stroking you while you lie flat.

I'm going to miss all the silly things you do.

I'm going to miss your squeaks during summer when it's too hot.

I'm going to miss you licking my finger.

I'm going to miss having a best friend who would always be there.

You'll always be remembered for the cute, fluffy, fat hamster who jumped off his second floor house and bumped his nose on the edge of his food bowl. You'll always be remembered as my best friend, as the only one who could make me smile no matter how sad I was. I'm sorry I couldn't do anything to make you feel better. I'm sorry I didn't realise that you were dying until the last few moments.

I'm going to miss you hammy.

Goodbye Hoollaheh.