Everything's negotiable!

Hi everypony! I hope you're all well ^_^ Sorry about the HUGE lack of posts (wait, how long has it been? I'm not even sure now, even though I just finished checking my stats... LOL), it's been pretty hectic at school lately. Let's start where I left off... which may or may not have been at a certain somepony's birthday... (Coincidentally, I remember when my last post was, now!)


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Mid-Year Exam Period: 12th – 23rd March
Long story short, I had exams on the first 4 days of school, then nothing til the 23rd. Yay? No. Even though I had exams on only 5 out of 10 days, I went to school for 8/10. The saddest part is that I went willingly. You see kids, this is what happens when you start to care leave everything to the last minute.


tl;dr – It was lame.


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POST Mid-Year Exam Period: 23rd March – nao
Basically, awesome. Kinda. ish... maybe. It's only been a week. LOL.


It's amazing though, how all the events in this week (for me anyways) can be split into precise little segments... wut.


What I'm trying to say is that some days were full of AWESOME, where as the others weren't, and that the days were specifically Awesome/not-as-awesome. I thought that was amazing. I think I'm the only one who thinks that... LOL.


So yeah. Monday was cool. Tuesday was cool/pretty awesome. Wednesday was OMFGLOLWTFBBQKINDAAWESOMEYETSCARRING. But Thursday... bleh. But hey, today's Friday, and TGIF. :D But this Friday is special... for this Friday was


THE WALKATHON.


Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo!!


As Year 12s, it was our job to run the walkathon, and to entertain/feed/leech as much money from the rest of the school to the best of our ability. Like our Year 12 friends before us, we carried on the Fortune Telling into the 2012 Walkathon, although it may have been with a little less gusto... However this year was different... it was sparkly.


... hmm, what was that? Sorry, I got distracted by the SUPER SHINY AND AWESOME JEWELLERY THAT WE SOLD AT OUR STORE TODAY. (Although if you think about it... that actually does not make sense, but hey, what fun is there in making sense? :P)

It's funny, cause at this moment, 1/3 of our customers are teachers. LOL.
Overprice the jewellery when selling to teachers? WE HAVE NO SHAME.

So yeah. We sold jewellery this year. Yay! Melon kinda made everything... but everypony did add to the fairly sizeable collection of jewellery that was sold today. 

Everything on the table is handmade!
Except for the phones, boxes, jewellery stand...
[Photo courtesy of Boyo]

I was actually surprised at how quickly our stock was sold - people kept coming back later and complaining that pieces they liked were already gone hahahahahahahaha. But that's what you get for not buying it when you saw it. :P

By the end of the day, we counted over $400 in cash to give to the school! Woo!, go us! LOL. But yeah, I must say, quite a bit of effort was put into this stall, especially from Melon, who basically made all of the jewellery... (ALL the jewellery!) So yeah.


Oh yeah, hanging out at the beach at the end = yessssssss! :D

Group photo! <3

Yeh, THUG LIFE LYF. *gangstafais*

So yeaaaaah. Thanks for the great day, everypony - I'd love to say that I can't wait til next year, but sadly no... At least we can say we raised a shitload of money, right? :P But yeah. The thanks are mainly for the AMAZING DAY. :'D



Stay tuned for more adventures, coming soon! xoxo, gossip girl Cass. ^_^

VERY Average.

My name's not really Average - it's Cassandra. You can just call me Cass. But not Cassy, 'cause that annoys the hell out of me. And you'll probably get lazy and call me Cass anyway.

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I'm kinda doing this because I want to, but mainly because my friends came up with this awesome blog name. :D


Basically, I'll just tell you guys about how positively average I am. But I'm warning you: just because I'm average doesn't mean I'm normal... *crazyface*

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Yesterday was our school's annual Walk-a-thon. It's a day where (typically) Years 7-11 walk from our school to Brighton le Sands, a fairly nearby beach/park place where the Year 12s open stalls and sell stuff. However, due to supposed "inclement weather", the Walk-a-thon was held in reverse, so that we walk back to school instead of to the lovely beach. This was announced (by me) at roll call the previous day. Mark my words, I said 

"I bet we're going to get to school tomorrow, and it won't rain a single drop".

Surprise surprise, it was a beautiful day. The only clouds we saw looked like a hare chasing a tortoise, and Mario.

Centre to center-bottom-right-ish: hare, tortoise and rock. (from Saske)

It'sa Mario! (from Saske)

Anyway, that's not the best part. Our Year 12 friends had a fortune telling store (yay!), so naturally, we bunch-of-year-elevens helped them out by being their first few customers... (I think.) Anywho, palm-reading!


After waiting what seemed like hours (and what probably was hours), I got my palm read. Now, if you had any inferencial (?) skills, you could probably guess what they said about me.


In short, I will live to my 60-70s, but I will have tonnes of problems in every aspect of my life. Except my health, which is one WIN for me. I'm going to have 5 major relationships, I'm very logical, although my love for people can sometimes be superficial... I'm strongly inclined to design, and science is not suited to me. (There goes my future Bachelor of Optometry...) After a bit of prompting, I got what I needed/was destined to hear:

"You have a very average hand. And an average sex life. Which is cool."

FUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUU- YOU DID NOT JUST SAY THAT. I'M FOREVER AVERAGE!!! Someone make me a meme!


You see, this Average thing first started out as a very lame and unsupported joke. I'm 164cm tall, which is the supposed average height of females my age. Hence "average". Also, people don't notice me ("Shut up Margaret!! And Margaret's friend!". Guess which one I am.), so I think that makes me a little more average. And the fact I have black hair and brown eyes, like 95% of our school.




So there you go. It has been proven; I'm average as hell.