After posting lots of crap lately I thought I'd give you all an update on my life that isn't about how much I hate everything. Things have been better in the last few months. I've been happier and because of that people have started liking me more.

Some of you may remember my blog post about that girl earlier in the year. That long and convoluted and ended in her telling me last Tuesday that nothing can happen with us because of the guy she dumped to date me. It turns out that despite...

I love playing the flute. I work really hard at it, but in the last 2 years I felt like I've made very little progress. I have less than a year until my uni auditions and I'm really stressed out already. Every time I pick my damn flute up I'm feeling anxious. I have a lot to do in the next year, but my flute teacher is convinced that if I do everything he says I'll get into the Adelaide Conservatorium, which is probably the best place to study in the country right now.

My saxophone,...

Last Wednesday was my 4 year OWF anniversary. I was supposed to post this blog then, but I completely forgot amidst being part of a flashmob in the Department of Education office in Adelaide. There will be a Youtube video soon, so stay tuned.

Anyway, enough of my shameless plug.

In the last 4 years I've accumulated over 3000 posts and over 3000 rep. I've worked my way upto becoming the 20^th most reputable member here. I have made 29 blog entries, or 30 including...

In lieu of recent discussion I've decided it's time I explained...

The Origin of my Avatar

It was a cold, dark night. I was standing on the familiar, harsh pavers of my backyard. The cold under my bare feet was striking and I couldn't help but shiver. I stepped out around my house onto my back lawn. I don't remember why I walked around there, I just know that I walked. It was there that I saw her.

She was simply standing, facing away from me and bathing...

I'm spewing out puns today. I just can't contain myself.

This also coincides with me being fairly happy at the moment. Go figure.

So my friends have all been in Sydney for the last week on a school orchestra trip winning some prestigious competition. I didn't even audition for the orchestra because I chose to be in a flute ensemble which rehearses the same night, although I doubt I would have gotten in anyway. Even if I did I'm just a fucking nuisance because of my performance nerves.

Meanwhile I had exam week. Although I only had exams on Monday and Tuesday I ended up going to school every day. We had a saxophone...

My saxophone teacher just stopped by my house to borrow some pants. I can honestly say that has never happened before and will probably never happen again.

While I'm here I may as well mention that I've hit my first batch of exams and I'm completely freaking out. I've already had my music performance exam, which I received an A for. I have a music studies exam on Wednesday and a music theory exam on Friday. The following week I have maths, English and physics exams. The most troublesome...

This is a rant about a stupid, highschool drama. If I were you I wouldn't bother reading it, but I'm frustrated and feel the need to write it up somewhere.

This is additional warning that I haven't proofread this.

A friend of mine Jane, who I've had a crush on for a while now but had a boyfriend, started crapping on about some hypothetical situation the other day. I managed to read into it that she was interested in me and unsure of whether to stay with her boyfriend....

I had a maths test today. My revision comprised of text-book skimming this morning. I was gravely concerned that I was going to fail.

We were given 1 hour 15 minutes to complete the test, but I was done in 40 minutes. I was the first to hand the test up, followed by a friend 10 minutes later. Nobody else handed theirs up until right at the end.

The teacher marked mine almost immediately, as I was slightly smug about handing it up first, a fairly rare occurrence. She...

I've felt really weird in the last few weeks. It's like there's fog in my head. Everything in my mind feels a long way away. I'm getting stupider every day. I'm mispronouncing words and just generally making no sense. My typing is still reasonably coherent after a thorough proofread with the aid of a spellchecker.

I've recently realised just how fucking stupid and paranoid I've been about everything lately. I feel like I can't do anything right. I feel as if people that tell me I'm...