I can't tell you how intense this coming week is going to be! Well I could, but you'd probably be here for longer than you should or can tolerate (I'm not forcing a specified time limit on you in order to read this blog, I'm just saying)
So this week is going to be intense, with Roadshow coming up tomorrow, I am out of school for one and a half days. That kinda sucks though, because then I have classes for Wednesday afternoon :(
To make things much busier for me, I have an interview for a youth missionary organisation called NET which is based in Australia. This makes me feel a little tense because as I may have said, I HATE surprises. Not knowing what to expect from something just freaks me out. I'm sure the interview will go well for me, I have faith in that, it's just the feeling of waiting and not knowing what will await me that scares me the most.
Hopefully I won't be driven too insane,
Tessa
Well I wanted to start this blog as a symbol of the rest of my life that awaits me after I graduate.
Sunday, 29 July 2012
Saturday, 14 July 2012
The week from hell!
This. Is. Boring.
I'm not kidding, seriously! Who thought coming in for at least two classes per day would be soooo boring.
With the Exam Assessment Period only being for the 301 and 302 classes, the rest of us have to come in for our 303 classes. Of course this for me means that I have to come in for around two hours every day, while the rest of my friends don't have to come to school at all, except for their exams of course.
Hopefully I survive!
Tessa
I'm not kidding, seriously! Who thought coming in for at least two classes per day would be soooo boring.
With the Exam Assessment Period only being for the 301 and 302 classes, the rest of us have to come in for our 303 classes. Of course this for me means that I have to come in for around two hours every day, while the rest of my friends don't have to come to school at all, except for their exams of course.
Hopefully I survive!
Tessa
5 months....... Dang!
All right, here we go.....
Well this past month has been quite busy. Exams are over HALLELUJAH!!!!!!!!!!!! What a relief! But now the hard part comes in, applying for places for universities and Halls of Residence. While I don't quite know where it is I want to go (in terms of a gap year or straight to uni), at least I'll have everything sussed and ready to go if anything were to suddenly happen. I would rather not have any nasty surprises (if anyone's actually paying attention to my mindless dribble) as I might have mentioned......... I absolutely LOATHE sudden change. While I understand that change is required to live a good life, I would rather be notified of this change and have a bit of time to think about it. Instead of having someone say to me "Hey Tessa, we're doing this now, not that". Curse the idiot that said change was good........ Oh wait a second, that was me........ Awkward!
Anyway, one huge change that will rock me to the core for a long, long time is the resignation of my dear music teacher who has taught me for the past four years. I'm rather annoyed at that because I have had many people come and go throughout these past four years, and I really felt that she would at least wait the year out and watch us graduate, but alas. That can not happen :( and well, that really does suck!
I'm sure that she will always know that Mount Maunganui College Music Department will always be her true stage!
An awesome thing that happened this month was Rhapsody Rotorua. For those that don't know what it is, basically it is a week long music festival where secondary (or high school) students from both New Zealand and Australia come together and share their love for performing music. There are two main sections, Honours, and Festival. These sections have their own ensembles, including Rockers, Jazz Combo, Concert Band, Violin Orchestra, and of course, Choir (which is why most of the kids form MMC were there along with me). There were many more music ensembles that performed on the Friday night , but me being the totally forgettable person that I am, have completely forgotten them. Sorry!
At first glance, I really didn't want to be there. Infact, I quite often contemplated stealing the school van and taking myself and my friend home back to Tauranga (the only two ointments in that plan being a) I can't actually drive and b) I'm pretty sure the teacher would've kicked my butt to Timbuktu and back).
But of course as the saying goes, "Never judge a book by its cover" (not that the festival was a book but you get the idea...... Well I'd certainly hope so anyway), I actually went away with lasting memories, a stronger and more intimate friendship, and of course, new friends.
Well my dear friends, I shall bid thee farewell and until next month, ROCK ON!!!!!!!!
Tessa
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