That's right, I refer to Floriade (doesn't that sound like a Pokemon? I choose you, Floriade! Anyway. Enough of my nerd-like ways.), which is, according to Wikipedia, is gigantic for tourism in the ACT (proof). I have actually never heard of it, but Mum and Nanny have. What it is, in essentials, is an annual festival where they plant flowers in patterns, as well as having other stalls. I know that sounds bad, but it wasn't a really good explanation. Anyway. Yes, it is also an alliterative title, and I'm not especially happy with it, as I was with the last two. Well, without further ado (and I am going on a tangent a bit here), to my Sunday.
I got up at around 7, and got ready for the day (by 7, I think I'm referring to the new time, what with daylight savings and all. But I can't really be certain.). We left at about 8, and when I got out of the car, I noticed something: it was freezing. In hindsight, yes, I should have expected this (it is Canberra, after all), but I kinda figured it was spring and the sun should be out. But I was wrong, and it was cold. We waited for about 30 minutes, and then we went in. We first had a look at some stalls, and then we went to see the flowers. I wasn't particularly impressed, as I just saw the different coloured flowers (at which point I was thinking: 'Oh. Flowers. When are we leaving?'). However, after staring at the flowers and their corresponding signs (they had signs next to the groups of flowers), it gradually dawned on me: they were planted to make things (TV Tropes might call it Fridge Brilliance). They had a chessboard; an eye; a yin-yang symbol... from then on, the visit to Floriade got a lot better.
However, it started to rain, of course. Not pelting down, but not sprinkling either. That rain that you can bear, but only just. We did find some other exhibits, as it transpired that it was not just a flower show. We saw some bonsais (as in, the plural of bonsai. It looks weird in plural.); and they were pretty damn good. Not like the one I got a few years ago, in Japanese, which was 5 cm tall and got eaten by the dog. We also made a detour, after getting something to drink, to a Nintendo stall, which turned out to be a tent full of Wiis (again, the plural of Wii). It turned out that they had Mario Kart on the Wii, and of course, EJ and I had to play. I am proud to say that out of the three games we played, I came first out of 15 players (one of them EJ, one of them me, the rest computer) three times. After that, we went to a sports thing, which turned out to be a Little Athletics thing. Or at least some sort of athletics-type obstacle course for little kids. EJ, being EJ, goes 'That's easy!' and tries it. With hilarious results. He was going well until he tried to jump over some bars. He jumped on the third-last one, fell over the next one, and with a thud, came to earth with the last bar over him. It was hilarious. What made it even funnier is that immediately after, a 2 or 3 year old kid did with apparent ease. It totally made the trip worth it. We then bought some stuff (EJ bought a skull stamp and 4 of these long lollies. I got one as well, because I figured while I was there I might as well.), and went home, but not after stopping by the local shops to pick some stuff up.
About an hour after we got home (which was mainly spent reading), Uncle Nudge and his daughter Darcie (I have been referring to her previously as 'Darcy,' as I've never seen it spelt. I shall attempt from now on to write it as 'Darcie,' but no promises.) got home. So we played with her as a while (you really can't help yourself sometimes), and then the NRL came on. Everybody else began to watch it (even EJ!), so I was able to go on my laptop and do stuff for a while. It was mostly Spore, but it was more fun than watching the rugby. And for the rest of the night, I mostly just watched TV and went on my laptop.
And that was my day. Sorry about the late post yet again, but, well, I'm sure I've explained this before already. Anyway. I am going to attempt to really get back on track, but nothing's certain. Anything can happen.
Oy vey, restoring the schedule is hard,
AB
Sunday, October 4, 2009
Saturday, October 3, 2009
O Canberra
I reference the anthem 'O Canada,' which is the national anthem of Canada (there's a shock). I don't exactly know why I referenced it, other than to make (in my mind, at least) a clever title. Anyway. Enough justification; we drove to Canberra; this much is obvious. So, without further ado, to my day.
I woke up at around 7:30, and as we had packed clothes the last night, I wasn't in any particular hurry to get ready. However, predictably, time crept on me, until it was 8:30-ish and I hadn't even packed my laptop (why do I do this?). So I rushed around, putting together my laptop, books I was going to read (I think I brought four. Yes, four.), some of the materials for writing my book, as well as an assortment of other such items, like my iPod, portable radio and DS. When I go somewhere, I am prepared for almost any eventuality. So after Nanny got here (as she and Mum wanted to see this place called Floriade; more on that next post), we set off on the road to Canberra.
The whole trip took 2 and a half hours, and Mum, EJ, Nanny and I all entertained ourselves in our own ways. Mum and Nanny listened to Robbie Williams (of course) and talked; EJ read and played his DS (I think, not entirely sure); and I read Harry Potter 6, and then moved on to 7. That took up pretty much the entire car ride, really. I was going to play DS halfway through, to EJ's persistence, but it ran out of power and died about 3 minutes after I started to play it. Ah well. When we got to my Dad's place, we unpacked, and then we went out to get lunch. Lunch was chips and juice, although it took a few goes to get unexpired juice. We then decided to take a trip to the War Memorial.
We didn't do too much there, as we'd pretty much seen most of it. But we did go to show Nanny our relative (on Dad's side, so not related by blood to Nanny) who had died at Gallipoli: Angus Valentine Cameron, known to the Memorial as Angus Cameron (how do I know this? It was at the last time I was at the War Memorial, April 21. I do so love how I can do that now; my blog is like an extension of my memory.). EJ prompted a classic blonde moment by going 'Here he is!' I replied, 'Those are the "L"s, EJ.' Funny (turns out he was looking for our last name. Still funny, though.). We then went to the shops, and came home, where we stayed. There, my fears were confirmed: there would be no internet for the entire weekend. And that is why the posts are late. So for the rest of the night, I made some stuff on Spore, blogged a bit, and watched the movie that was on TV: 'The Incredibles.' It may be a kids movie, but it's good (Pixar movies are always good. Always. It's difficult saying the best, but 'Wall-E' would definitely be up there.).
And that was the first day in Canberra. Tomorrow's post may be a bit longer, because we went out for longer. Lateness would usually get a mention here, but I think I've covered it. Anyway. Soon I'll get back to schedule; it'll be hard, but I'll try.
The first day of holidays was an eventful one, a good sign, I think,
AB
I woke up at around 7:30, and as we had packed clothes the last night, I wasn't in any particular hurry to get ready. However, predictably, time crept on me, until it was 8:30-ish and I hadn't even packed my laptop (why do I do this?). So I rushed around, putting together my laptop, books I was going to read (I think I brought four. Yes, four.), some of the materials for writing my book, as well as an assortment of other such items, like my iPod, portable radio and DS. When I go somewhere, I am prepared for almost any eventuality. So after Nanny got here (as she and Mum wanted to see this place called Floriade; more on that next post), we set off on the road to Canberra.
The whole trip took 2 and a half hours, and Mum, EJ, Nanny and I all entertained ourselves in our own ways. Mum and Nanny listened to Robbie Williams (of course) and talked; EJ read and played his DS (I think, not entirely sure); and I read Harry Potter 6, and then moved on to 7. That took up pretty much the entire car ride, really. I was going to play DS halfway through, to EJ's persistence, but it ran out of power and died about 3 minutes after I started to play it. Ah well. When we got to my Dad's place, we unpacked, and then we went out to get lunch. Lunch was chips and juice, although it took a few goes to get unexpired juice. We then decided to take a trip to the War Memorial.
We didn't do too much there, as we'd pretty much seen most of it. But we did go to show Nanny our relative (on Dad's side, so not related by blood to Nanny) who had died at Gallipoli: Angus Valentine Cameron, known to the Memorial as Angus Cameron (how do I know this? It was at the last time I was at the War Memorial, April 21. I do so love how I can do that now; my blog is like an extension of my memory.). EJ prompted a classic blonde moment by going 'Here he is!' I replied, 'Those are the "L"s, EJ.' Funny (turns out he was looking for our last name. Still funny, though.). We then went to the shops, and came home, where we stayed. There, my fears were confirmed: there would be no internet for the entire weekend. And that is why the posts are late. So for the rest of the night, I made some stuff on Spore, blogged a bit, and watched the movie that was on TV: 'The Incredibles.' It may be a kids movie, but it's good (Pixar movies are always good. Always. It's difficult saying the best, but 'Wall-E' would definitely be up there.).
And that was the first day in Canberra. Tomorrow's post may be a bit longer, because we went out for longer. Lateness would usually get a mention here, but I think I've covered it. Anyway. Soon I'll get back to schedule; it'll be hard, but I'll try.
The first day of holidays was an eventful one, a good sign, I think,
AB
Friday, October 2, 2009
The Term, It Is A-Endin’
Yes, the term has ended, it is finished! Bring on the two weeks of freedom, or, as free as I can be when I've got to studies for the Yearlies and the Trial School Certificate that start on the second day back, as well as a bloody Science assignment. Anyway. I'm not supposed to be thinking about that now, because it's the end of term! Also, yes, it's an incredibly late post. But that's because I went to Canberra; more information to follow.
Before school, I handed in my PE assignment, and went to borrow books from the library, for the holidays. I got Harry Potter 6, amongst other things, as our copy had been broken (EJ threw against a wall for some reason). Period 1 was Agriculture, and the whole class went down to the farm to check out our potato crops. Ours hasn’t sprouted yet, but some have. As usual, I put on my iPod. I also talked to the girls about the formal and jokes. Not telling jokes, talking about jokes. Period 2 was History, and Johnson was away. Instead, we had Crancher, and I celebrated the end of the term by reading. A lot of other people were doing their PE assignment, and I’m glad I wasn’t under so much stress by finishing the assignment the day it was meant to be handed it, I can tell you that. Recess was mostly 31, as there were many people who usually play cards not here.
Period 3 was Maths, and we learnt about abundant, deficient, perfect and weird numbers. (I was going to explain what all of those numbers actually are, but I realised I would be going on for quote a while, and it wouldn’t make for good reading. So here are the articles for abundant, deficient, perfect and weird numbers from Wikipedia. Anyway.) Much innuendo was made about being ‘deficient’ and other such puns, which you wouldn’t think was possible until you realise this is A1 we’re talking about and it all makes sense. Period 4 was Science, and we watched a video on the Challenger and Columbia disasters, which, if you don’t know what they are (and if you don’t, you really need to look them up. Of course, it could just be my nerdiness. Here are the Wikipedia articles for Challenger and Columbia if you don’t. Also, sorry for the link explosion, but let it never be said that my blog isn't informative.), were two incidents where space shuttles were destroyed, killing seven. It was pretty interesting, although in a freaky sort of way. I do like astronomy (if I haven’t mentioned this yet, it is a big oversight. It’s one of my favourite subjects, if not the favourite.). Lunch was discussing superstring theory and the possible existence of extra dimensions for the first half (only in Hurlstone), and cards for the second half.
Period 5 was Commerce, in which I read for pretty much the entire class. We weren’t actually doing anything; just talking about our assignments and what we need to study for the yearlies. Well, sorta; Kearney told us what topic was going to be covered. Not that much, really. Period 6 was English, and the whole class talked about a whole manner of things. Memorably, Courtney asked if Hancock was married, and he retorted ‘Why, are you proposing?’ This, of course, prompted the whole class to fall about in laughter, and Courtney didn’t help her case by saying that she was asking for Lana. We also discussed Kolodziej’s short temper (which Hancock, as him and Kolodziej are both English staff, disapproved off, but who couldn’t think of any comebacks to our telling him some examples of his temper, such as the ‘spatial awareness’ incident, and the time he broke his watch while telling off his class.), and other such random topics.
When the bell went at around 2, as it does for end of term, I walked up to the Glenfield corner shops, as I was in little rush to get home (I wasn’t avoiding it or anything, but the bus wasn’t coming for a while). I bought hot chips and a can of Solo, and wandered to the train. I got home at about 3, and got EJ from the bus stop at around 3:30. And so for most of the rest of the night, I blogged, and then played Battlefield Heroes for a while. I really enjoy this new map (Riverside Rush, for all you non-BFHers), and I participated in a strange game: one ending in 0-0. I didn't even know that was possible. The day ended soon after, and the holidays began.
And that was the last day of term. Sorry about the very late post; that will soon be explained. Although, if you want to blame my procrastination, that would work, I suppose; it is partially responsible. A third option would be to blame society. That's a great option, in my opinion. Anyway. Expect the posts for the next few days to come in soon.
Bring the holidays in,
AB
Before school, I handed in my PE assignment, and went to borrow books from the library, for the holidays. I got Harry Potter 6, amongst other things, as our copy had been broken (EJ threw against a wall for some reason). Period 1 was Agriculture, and the whole class went down to the farm to check out our potato crops. Ours hasn’t sprouted yet, but some have. As usual, I put on my iPod. I also talked to the girls about the formal and jokes. Not telling jokes, talking about jokes. Period 2 was History, and Johnson was away. Instead, we had Crancher, and I celebrated the end of the term by reading. A lot of other people were doing their PE assignment, and I’m glad I wasn’t under so much stress by finishing the assignment the day it was meant to be handed it, I can tell you that. Recess was mostly 31, as there were many people who usually play cards not here.
Period 3 was Maths, and we learnt about abundant, deficient, perfect and weird numbers. (I was going to explain what all of those numbers actually are, but I realised I would be going on for quote a while, and it wouldn’t make for good reading. So here are the articles for abundant, deficient, perfect and weird numbers from Wikipedia. Anyway.) Much innuendo was made about being ‘deficient’ and other such puns, which you wouldn’t think was possible until you realise this is A1 we’re talking about and it all makes sense. Period 4 was Science, and we watched a video on the Challenger and Columbia disasters, which, if you don’t know what they are (and if you don’t, you really need to look them up. Of course, it could just be my nerdiness. Here are the Wikipedia articles for Challenger and Columbia if you don’t. Also, sorry for the link explosion, but let it never be said that my blog isn't informative.), were two incidents where space shuttles were destroyed, killing seven. It was pretty interesting, although in a freaky sort of way. I do like astronomy (if I haven’t mentioned this yet, it is a big oversight. It’s one of my favourite subjects, if not the favourite.). Lunch was discussing superstring theory and the possible existence of extra dimensions for the first half (only in Hurlstone), and cards for the second half.
Period 5 was Commerce, in which I read for pretty much the entire class. We weren’t actually doing anything; just talking about our assignments and what we need to study for the yearlies. Well, sorta; Kearney told us what topic was going to be covered. Not that much, really. Period 6 was English, and the whole class talked about a whole manner of things. Memorably, Courtney asked if Hancock was married, and he retorted ‘Why, are you proposing?’ This, of course, prompted the whole class to fall about in laughter, and Courtney didn’t help her case by saying that she was asking for Lana. We also discussed Kolodziej’s short temper (which Hancock, as him and Kolodziej are both English staff, disapproved off, but who couldn’t think of any comebacks to our telling him some examples of his temper, such as the ‘spatial awareness’ incident, and the time he broke his watch while telling off his class.), and other such random topics.
When the bell went at around 2, as it does for end of term, I walked up to the Glenfield corner shops, as I was in little rush to get home (I wasn’t avoiding it or anything, but the bus wasn’t coming for a while). I bought hot chips and a can of Solo, and wandered to the train. I got home at about 3, and got EJ from the bus stop at around 3:30. And so for most of the rest of the night, I blogged, and then played Battlefield Heroes for a while. I really enjoy this new map (Riverside Rush, for all you non-BFHers), and I participated in a strange game: one ending in 0-0. I didn't even know that was possible. The day ended soon after, and the holidays began.
And that was the last day of term. Sorry about the very late post; that will soon be explained. Although, if you want to blame my procrastination, that would work, I suppose; it is partially responsible. A third option would be to blame society. That's a great option, in my opinion. Anyway. Expect the posts for the next few days to come in soon.
Bring the holidays in,
AB
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