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Ever wondered what goes on in her mind?
My name is Alethea.
I am 14 years old
I have this delusional thing that my name is the best name in the world, but that's just my subconciousness trying to grasp some part of myself that is not self loathing.
I have almost non existent self esteem. Even though I play 3 instruments (well, lets just leave it at 3) and I am supposedly I am a gymnast (I think I am too fail to be under that title), I'm under the impression I am bad at everything. (Which I am!)
I have a very obsessive nature. I am also quite unpredictable and unreliable and I'm scared of being social.
On of my special talents is yodelling.
That's how weird I am of course.
I like talking using words with more that 3 syllables to make it sound as if I am speaking a language other than English, even though that's the only language I speak. I'm a disgrace to Asians apparently because I cannot speak the language in which my complexion screams out otherwise.
I am obsessed with big words and psychological disorders and paradoxes of all kinds.
I have survived through a 7.1 magnitude earthquake and numerous aftershocks, and been to 7 different schools in my life. (And 5 gym clubs and I don't even want to start counting the teachers.)
I fear I am a pessimist.
Sometimes I am a grammar freak too.
This blog is to help other understand what goes on in my head.
Good luck with that!
★ profile★
ramblings of a teenage girl
My name is Alethea.
I am 14 years old
I have this delusional thing that my name is the best name in the world, but that's just my subconciousness trying to grasp some part of myself that is not self loathing.
I have almost non existent self esteem. Even though I play 3 instruments (well, lets just leave it at 3) and I am supposedly I am a gymnast (I think I am too fail to be under that title), I'm under the impression I am bad at everything. (Which I am!)
I have a very obsessive nature. I am also quite unpredictable and unreliable and I'm scared of being social.
On of my special talents is yodelling.
That's how weird I am of course.
I like talking using words with more that 3 syllables to make it sound as if I am speaking a language other than English, even though that's the only language I speak. I'm a disgrace to Asians apparently because I cannot speak the language in which my complexion screams out otherwise.
I am obsessed with big words and psychological disorders and paradoxes of all kinds.
I have survived through a 7.1 magnitude earthquake and numerous aftershocks, and been to 7 different schools in my life. (And 5 gym clubs and I don't even want to start counting the teachers.)
I fear I am a pessimist.
Sometimes I am a grammar freak too.
This blog is to help other understand what goes on in my head.
Good luck with that!
"You're crazy!"
"I know!"
She looks a little like a cartoon character here. Like a smurf. Must be the lighting. Or maybe just me! Anyways, while most people turned up at 8.15, the role call and bus loading took ages. In fact, our bus took it's own sweet time getting round to school, we waited a good 20 minutes on the grass, and another 10 to 15 minutes while we loaded everything up. It was so fail. Note the bored and unimpressed expressions of my classmates.
The buses were all colour coded, DESPITE THE FACT THEY ALL WERE THE SAME COLOUR! You can see the bus in the background of the pic above. That bus could be red, yellow, blue or white. It was a fail system, but luckily there were signs on the bus doors to actually remind us where we going. Once we were on the bus (finally) we still had to drive to camp, on an ultra tall bus with one and a half classes worth of girls and all the millions of bags we all carried. Our bus driver actually made a comment "I thought you were camping for a couple of months with all that stuff!" and I must say I have to agree. Here we are on the bus (sorry, my pictures are crap). I love how the scenery changes as we head away from the city.
Also, in those little towns along the rural road, we stopped at a particular intersection and saw this AWESOME mobility scooter with a plastic covering and door thing, which I only got a vague picture of. If I am ever a frail old lady (I dread the time) I will own one of these strange contraptions. (it's in between the 2 cars, argh I will find a better picture).
Finally, as we headed away from civilisation, we encountered this treacherous gravel/dirt/mud road for one car (most likely 4 wheel drives judging from the conditions) whicih the poor bus driver had o manuerver through, it was nerve racking for all of us, the road was so goddamn thin! The turns were so sharp, and the crevasses so deep and murky...
GRASS GRASS AND MORE GRASS
CORAL FLASHES US A DAZZLING SMILE :P
CAITLIN MY TENTING BUDDY
^EMILIA THE AWESOME ONE
CLASS PHOTO!
The walk was too long, we only made it a third of the way there before turning back so we could be back in time for the next activity. I saw 2 dead birds (including a penguin :( but I didn't take a picture because Coral was hogging my camera), and I tripped over my own feet quite a few times (as usual). But it was boring. Well I found it boring.
We had Raft Building next, (again, no pictures because my camera could not risk being wet) which was ALMOST my favourite activity. We go to sit on the back of a ute (of course, that was the best bit). To win tyres and floatable devices you had to correctly answer quiz questions, and our group's general knowledge is TERRIBLE. We ended up with an unhealthy raft mix of ropes, paddles, tyres and bamboo poles, and a design with COMPLETELY FELL APART when we carried (or attempted to anyway) to the lake. In it's shambles, somehow the raft still floated! And we won the race in the river, even though the other team beat us to disassembling their raft. Emilia ended up bleeding, I lost my jandals, and we were all SOAKED but it was worth it :)
That was activities for the day. Dinner was next up, squatting by a gas stove. Unfortunately, it started raining, which almost halted our cooking, but it was light, misty, Christchurch rain. Perfectly bearable. Anyway, we had burgers, cooked from their pinky raw texture to the yummy warm brown stuff (however they are supposed to look) when they are cooked. Amazingly, I cooked them without giving anybody in my group food poisoning! And on a goddamn camp stove! WOOHOO! My friend thinks I have turned over a new leaf. We had burger patties and homemade cheese bread with lettuce and tomato sauce and plastic flubbery cheese. And no one started vomiting in the middle of the night.
After dinner, we had about 4 or 5 hours of free time (from 5-10 ish). Of course, eating and cooking also meant washing up, and we had a 10kg gas bottle that had to be lugged back and forth to the sign out trailer after every meal. I didn't have to do any of that because I cooked :)
We were also supposed to have night games, but the rain prohibited them from continuing, so we retired straight to bed, or into our friend's tents. Gah, I hate sleeping outside, on the damn ground. It is so hard =.=
TO BE CONTINUED
"I know!"
★ Camp (DAY 1) ★
Wednesday, November 23, 2011 ( 6:30 PM )
Hi People,
I've been at camp, sleeping on the cold pukeko poop covered ground, eating off primitive fires and going showerless somewhere in the northern wilderness. Not out of choice of course I'm not one for camping around for leisure (I blog, don't you know?)...it was a compulsory activity, (gah) the (previously) dreaded Year 10 camp...dun DUN DUN!!!
And after 3 days of no showering, most of us girls went home and shampooed our salt and sand ridden hair 3 or 4 times (me included). But despite the lack of washing facilities at camp, I have to say it was not as bad as I expected it to be. We had 8 classes and 8 activities which we rotated through, consisiting of (in the order my class did our activities)...
1. Kayaking
2. Ecology Trail
3. Raft Building
4. Beach Education/Surfing
5. (Bonding) Games
6. Snorkelling
7. Mountain Biking
8. Sandcastles
So we got wet and sandy and sore but it was totally worth it! I will now proceed to recount the ENTIRE experience, and so it will be divided into a few parts (hence the 'DAY 1' in the title).
OKay, so camp was scheduled from Monday the 21st to Wednesday the 23rd, and we had to be at school on Monday by 8.15am, BUT because my mommy had work, my awesome buddy Charlotte had to take me to school instead so we got there half an hour early and had to wait around and do nothing but pray that whatever food we had didn't thaw out too quickly. (That was a very long sentence.)
Anyway, my camp packing was terrible, I basically went through the list and then stuffed whatever I could into a couple of bags, and then off I went. I didn't use half the stuff I packed, but I guess it's still better safe then sorry! Me and Charlotte hung around until other people started to arrive, and then at 10 past 8 o'clock tonnes of people started arriving. Here's a pic of my friedns Katherine, note the bags and chaos surrounding her in the background.
I've been at camp, sleeping on the cold pukeko poop covered ground, eating off primitive fires and going showerless somewhere in the northern wilderness. Not out of choice of course I'm not one for camping around for leisure (I blog, don't you know?)...it was a compulsory activity, (gah) the (previously) dreaded Year 10 camp...dun DUN DUN!!!
And after 3 days of no showering, most of us girls went home and shampooed our salt and sand ridden hair 3 or 4 times (me included). But despite the lack of washing facilities at camp, I have to say it was not as bad as I expected it to be. We had 8 classes and 8 activities which we rotated through, consisiting of (in the order my class did our activities)...
1. Kayaking
2. Ecology Trail
3. Raft Building
4. Beach Education/Surfing
5. (Bonding) Games
6. Snorkelling
7. Mountain Biking
8. Sandcastles
So we got wet and sandy and sore but it was totally worth it! I will now proceed to recount the ENTIRE experience, and so it will be divided into a few parts (hence the 'DAY 1' in the title).
OKay, so camp was scheduled from Monday the 21st to Wednesday the 23rd, and we had to be at school on Monday by 8.15am, BUT because my mommy had work, my awesome buddy Charlotte had to take me to school instead so we got there half an hour early and had to wait around and do nothing but pray that whatever food we had didn't thaw out too quickly. (That was a very long sentence.)
Anyway, my camp packing was terrible, I basically went through the list and then stuffed whatever I could into a couple of bags, and then off I went. I didn't use half the stuff I packed, but I guess it's still better safe then sorry! Me and Charlotte hung around until other people started to arrive, and then at 10 past 8 o'clock tonnes of people started arriving. Here's a pic of my friedns Katherine, note the bags and chaos surrounding her in the background.
She looks a little like a cartoon character here. Like a smurf. Must be the lighting. Or maybe just me! Anyways, while most people turned up at 8.15, the role call and bus loading took ages. In fact, our bus took it's own sweet time getting round to school, we waited a good 20 minutes on the grass, and another 10 to 15 minutes while we loaded everything up. It was so fail. Note the bored and unimpressed expressions of my classmates.
The buses were all colour coded, DESPITE THE FACT THEY ALL WERE THE SAME COLOUR! You can see the bus in the background of the pic above. That bus could be red, yellow, blue or white. It was a fail system, but luckily there were signs on the bus doors to actually remind us where we going. Once we were on the bus (finally) we still had to drive to camp, on an ultra tall bus with one and a half classes worth of girls and all the millions of bags we all carried. Our bus driver actually made a comment "I thought you were camping for a couple of months with all that stuff!" and I must say I have to agree. Here we are on the bus (sorry, my pictures are crap). I love how the scenery changes as we head away from the city.
Also, in those little towns along the rural road, we stopped at a particular intersection and saw this AWESOME mobility scooter with a plastic covering and door thing, which I only got a vague picture of. If I am ever a frail old lady (I dread the time) I will own one of these strange contraptions. (it's in between the 2 cars, argh I will find a better picture).
Finally, as we headed away from civilisation, we encountered this treacherous gravel/dirt/mud road for one car (most likely 4 wheel drives judging from the conditions) whicih the poor bus driver had o manuerver through, it was nerve racking for all of us, the road was so goddamn thin! The turns were so sharp, and the crevasses so deep and murky...
To add to the bus fails, when we got to the vague area of the camp site, suddenly we caught up to all the other buses which we TURNING AROUND BECAUSE THEY WERE AT THE WRONG AREA!!!
FAIL FAIL FAIL FAIL FAIL FAIL FAIL FAIL FAIL FAIL FAIL
(^to the tune of jingle bells)
That pretty much sums up the bus journey.
Anyway, at the camp site, we had to unpack which was just as retarded as loading. There was so much stuff! I had to go and reserve some land that was actually flat for the tent, so I ended up carrying the tent and my ginormous green bag to the site first, until Coral and Caitlin (my tenting buddies) brought all the stuff over. Our class was allocated surprisingly flat ground, some other classes had hills and one of my friends had trouble when her tent mates rolled onto her in the middle of the night. Luckily, we had no tent troubles or ground troubles, our tent was very homey. (See Coral tidying up as usual).
Once we'd had our lunch, our first activity was KAYAKING!
(Unfortunately I did not get any pictures of this because my camera isn't water proof.)
THEY MADE US CARRY THE MONSTROUSLY HEAVY KAYAKS ALL THE WAY OUT TO THE BEACH ON THE SCORCHING SAND! It was super windy out on the water, not raining though. The water was nice and warm but clear once you got in, but the wind chill whipped sand into our legs later on. They forced us to wear helmets and life jackets (because I would totally get concussion if my head hit the water) and then we were out on the waves. I went with Emilia (twin kayaks) who is really awesome. However, because of the crazy wind, we only did one round/course, and spent the rest of the time playing on the beach, which was fun too :)
Next...after our first encounter in the water we had the 'Eco Trail'.
Basically it was a long and boring walk, but I took heaps of pictures!
FAIL FAIL FAIL FAIL FAIL FAIL FAIL FAIL FAIL FAIL FAIL
(^to the tune of jingle bells)
That pretty much sums up the bus journey.
Anyway, at the camp site, we had to unpack which was just as retarded as loading. There was so much stuff! I had to go and reserve some land that was actually flat for the tent, so I ended up carrying the tent and my ginormous green bag to the site first, until Coral and Caitlin (my tenting buddies) brought all the stuff over. Our class was allocated surprisingly flat ground, some other classes had hills and one of my friends had trouble when her tent mates rolled onto her in the middle of the night. Luckily, we had no tent troubles or ground troubles, our tent was very homey. (See Coral tidying up as usual).
Once we'd had our lunch, our first activity was KAYAKING!(Unfortunately I did not get any pictures of this because my camera isn't water proof.)
THEY MADE US CARRY THE MONSTROUSLY HEAVY KAYAKS ALL THE WAY OUT TO THE BEACH ON THE SCORCHING SAND! It was super windy out on the water, not raining though. The water was nice and warm but clear once you got in, but the wind chill whipped sand into our legs later on. They forced us to wear helmets and life jackets (because I would totally get concussion if my head hit the water) and then we were out on the waves. I went with Emilia (twin kayaks) who is really awesome. However, because of the crazy wind, we only did one round/course, and spent the rest of the time playing on the beach, which was fun too :)
Next...after our first encounter in the water we had the 'Eco Trail'.
Basically it was a long and boring walk, but I took heaps of pictures!
GRASS GRASS AND MORE GRASS
CORAL FLASHES US A DAZZLING SMILE :P
CAITLIN MY TENTING BUDDY 
^EMILIA THE AWESOME ONE
CLASS PHOTO!
The walk was too long, we only made it a third of the way there before turning back so we could be back in time for the next activity. I saw 2 dead birds (including a penguin :( but I didn't take a picture because Coral was hogging my camera), and I tripped over my own feet quite a few times (as usual). But it was boring. Well I found it boring.
We had Raft Building next, (again, no pictures because my camera could not risk being wet) which was ALMOST my favourite activity. We go to sit on the back of a ute (of course, that was the best bit). To win tyres and floatable devices you had to correctly answer quiz questions, and our group's general knowledge is TERRIBLE. We ended up with an unhealthy raft mix of ropes, paddles, tyres and bamboo poles, and a design with COMPLETELY FELL APART when we carried (or attempted to anyway) to the lake. In it's shambles, somehow the raft still floated! And we won the race in the river, even though the other team beat us to disassembling their raft. Emilia ended up bleeding, I lost my jandals, and we were all SOAKED but it was worth it :)
That was activities for the day. Dinner was next up, squatting by a gas stove. Unfortunately, it started raining, which almost halted our cooking, but it was light, misty, Christchurch rain. Perfectly bearable. Anyway, we had burgers, cooked from their pinky raw texture to the yummy warm brown stuff (however they are supposed to look) when they are cooked. Amazingly, I cooked them without giving anybody in my group food poisoning! And on a goddamn camp stove! WOOHOO! My friend thinks I have turned over a new leaf. We had burger patties and homemade cheese bread with lettuce and tomato sauce and plastic flubbery cheese. And no one started vomiting in the middle of the night.
After dinner, we had about 4 or 5 hours of free time (from 5-10 ish). Of course, eating and cooking also meant washing up, and we had a 10kg gas bottle that had to be lugged back and forth to the sign out trailer after every meal. I didn't have to do any of that because I cooked :)
We were also supposed to have night games, but the rain prohibited them from continuing, so we retired straight to bed, or into our friend's tents. Gah, I hate sleeping outside, on the damn ground. It is so hard =.=
TO BE CONTINUED
We all have times where we say stuff we didn't really mean
I just have more of these times than the average person!
I just have more of these times than the average person!
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