In 2015, evidence from self-indulging in my Facebook profile.
French people drunkenly singing in the new year is probably the most exciting, or probably just the most signifying memory of the beginning of 2015. That particular New Year my family decided to go into the city and experience the fireworks by the water. Effort was made to actually go to the location and since we arrived there at probably 12pm and the fireworks wasn’t until obviously, midnight there was a lot of exploring to be done to pass time. At least I had the presence of my cousins to keep me sane. I remember exploring weird tunnels which we in all honesty, was previously a jail or dungeon. Total nightmare fuel. There were several food stalls - ice-cream, coffee, chips, and the one that we were mostly intrigued by was a stall - not really, but a van converted into a mini kitchen. The exterior was industrial steel with a cinema reminiscent word display of their specials. Cheeseburger was one, but Shroomburger - how interesting!! My cousins and I decided to share the one - there was four of us all together but the burgers cost $17 each so being poor we had to share it. It was a good burger but $17 isn’t what you’d really want to hand over on a day to day basis for lunch. At a certain point we all became supremely bored so we pretty much slept in the sun for a couple hours - 3 or 4. There was no sunscreen involved and thus you should’ve seen my singlet tan! Back on track, we slept. You could imagine how comfortable we were sleeping in Australian summer heat, exposed without shelter except for a small umbrella on a hard grassly floor with a thin blanket preventing actual contact with the actual flora itself. I used my jumper as a pillow. During my sleep I’d like tithing that I was dreaming about the cute boy that was there as well. I came up with a story that he was an upperclass heir to a business but despite that was still dragged to this family tradition of going to see the fireworks (they were new money). They always went exceptionally early and he was well prepared with a good book and stocked with food. Thats my theory, i tied to turn it into a romance graphic novel but it wasn’t a success.
Lets skip a few musical performances and firework displays later to the part where everyone headed for a bus to leave the venue. There was so many people, i’d say over 3000 people.
The line was long and frankly, we were all tired. It was nearing 1am however despite it being late and where everyone had probably been up the whole day from 6am, these French tourists who probably in university or something were singing so loudly non stop, harassing the policemen, smoking and bumping into me and my aunt. I was on my French romance kick after watching Ameile and Anna and the French Kiss so I was a little fine with it, but still annoyed. Fast forward 2 hours later we are on the train. We fall asleep until we get off, which is literally the terminating stop. The end for that new year.
I quit McDonalds in favour of another fast food company. I can’t be bothered explaining it wholly but i’m still, a year later, a bit sad.
HSC is fast approaching for me this year and its hard to believe i’ve only been at it for a year. Its very hard to believe that I started my Preliminary subjects last year where they’ve become a very integrated structure in my high school life. My study habits are not good, i’m coming second last in math, i’m dropping one of the most easiest subject ever where i could’ve been ranked first in favour for history extension and I have an exam next week but despite that I love all the information that I’m taking in from my subjects.
On my 16th birthday I wanted to do something special. Usually my birthday is left for me to sleep in or go to school like any other day but last year I had a new job, I had cash and hell, I had freedom. Isaiah, my little brother, accompanied me on my birthday adventure which started withI think a trip to town hall because of all the shops! Shopping is my life, seriously. I love to spend. Anyways, kinokuniya and abbeys bookstore are my faves. We went into Topshop and I bought the Pleather moto jacket that I had been eyeing for quite some time and I bought my brother a bottle green bomber jacket which he still uses today. We went to Newtown after because I had booked tickets to see the Studio Ghibli movie ‘When Marnie was There’. Before that I think we got ice cream from n2 which was fantastic!! Delicious! We got lunch from somewhere I have totally forgot. Anyways, we went to see the movie after and go my god it was such an amazing film. I nearly cried because it is immensely emotional. My brother and I both were incredibily pleased with the movie and after that we walked around some more where I dragged him to several second hand book stores (I spent so much money in them on novels as well as my brother did on gardening books) and we also went into a beautiful plant nursery or something which was full of plants that my brother was obsessing over.
We went home after this where my family had come over to gamble. My mum bought some cheesecake for me to blow out the candles.
I went to a Girls Programming Network a few days after which was incredibly rewarding and makes me wish that I 1) Started programming earlier. 2) Had more motivation/less laziness to start coding.
During 2015, more things happened yet despite is being only last year it feels so far away yet so near at the same time. It is as if I just let the year slip past me and I took it for granted. I entered the New Year in the Philippines, too scared to go outside because of all the dangerous, illegal fireworks that were being sent off in the streets where little children were bouncing with joy at the glimmering sights of the large fiery fountains or the sprinklers that shot up into the air with a sparkling trail behind them. I sat inside my grandmothers house on the very uncomfortable seats by myself and watched on the very large TV the fireworks that were happening in Manila, but through very bad reception. After wishing my large hoarse of Aunties and uncles a happy new year and also showing a large amount of affection for my cute grandparents I walked ‘home’ so I could finally sleep.
2016 was been opened with more filipino trips, lots of fast food, cut fingers and tooth cavities. Confronting of teachers and a motivation for success but little action involved in turn. Lets see if its worth the hype.
