Tina's High School Survival Kit

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Tina's High school survival kit

I put together a little survival kit for my sister, since she's taking the first step into highschool.. i guess i figured it can be slightly daunting... and I guess if i had an older sister i would want her to do something like this for me.

I have to congratulate myself for being such a pro slueth.

i managed to walk past her in such a nonchalant way whilst holding it in my hand that she didn't even notice.

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the box i folded using scrap booking paper which was left over.

it was the only paper i had big enough to make a box from. plus its colourful :D

I learnt it on youtube and its actually a really easy to follow tutorial :)

so go youtube it if any of you are interested.

I bought her:

• a set of three pens, blue, black and red. (the hello kitty ones from fancy world)





• a cute sticky note pad. :)





• a set of miniature wooden pegs, for organising her notes





• and some string, to keep her life together and her family and friends close in times of need and stress.

its not much... but i think she'll like it.

here are some more photos.. and my messy desk..

the box open and the letter,

the alphabet pegs

the box closed up

the thing behind the pegs is the stickynote pad. its actually the face of a bunny rabbit.

i finally feel old.

so this is what its like to be responsible;

katie,

something which annoyed me

something which annoyed me today.

Got told behind my back (literally) by some PLC girl sitting behind us that joey and I were like three year olds.
but lets start at the beginning.

Today, I attended the last day of the MedEntry workshop with Joey, Amy and Zil.
anyway, for those of you who know and for those of you who don't, joey has a very... creative you could say.. (for lack of a better word) pacer in the form of a needle.
And me being me and Joey being her, and since we were at a lecture about med, we found that this pacer was very appropriate for the occasion :).
so we were being silly, and having a bit of a laugh during the 5 min break, and basically giving each other "injections". harmless stuff really. harmless in the sense that we weren't harming ourselves and weren't harming anyone around us.
anyway there were these 2 girls sitting behind us, who I thought at first were having a laugh with us. but as it turned out, they were actually having a laugh at us. So Joey and I ignored it, as you do with people who don't deserve your attention. But eventually their laughter sounded more like snickering and one girl said loudly enough for us to hear. "they're like three year olds".
i pretended i didn't hear them. but soon after we stopped what we were doing anyway.

if it had been in another situation, i would have turned around and asked them if they would like to say that again to my face.
I find there is nothing worse with people who talk behind your back, and intentionally do so for you to hear.
I wish I could have told her that before she calls others "three year olds" to consider her own maturity level. Seeing as true maturity lies not in judging what others do but rather in what you do in turn. which obviously was at the time putting joey and i down to feign her own superiority.
what irritates me, is that Joey and I weren't even doing anything that was harming anyone else. Sure we were being a little immature, and yes we were having a laugh at each other but in all seriousness there was no need for her to belittle us, or devalue us. I just wished some people would be "mature" enough to appreciate that, and perhaps not view others in such a critical light.

Maybe I'm wrong for judging them too. Perhaps they do have a maturity level beyond me and joey. I admit, I can be pretty immature at times, but I wouldn't have insulted complete strangers from behind. There's just no need for that... right? I surely would not me immature to the extent where i was hurting another person.
what i do know, is that I wouldn't want my future doctor to judge me, or treat me with the condescension we were viewed with today.

ironically, what we learnt today was a perfect example of how one should view others.

How we view the world is a reflection of ourselves...

So in light of what others do, I think we shouldn't judge. i judge people alot. I know i do and i really hate it. because i know from experience that i'm usually wrong. in a way I'm glad neither Joey nor I retaliated to their uncalled for remark. It would have definitely lowered us to the same level as the girls sitting behind us.


kt

these are a few of my favourite things.

just something about these cages...

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bluejay

is a very pretty name for a bird :)

10 facts

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1. I'm not sure how to spell wierd... or is it weird...

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2. I try to colour code my wardrobe

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3. I wear dresses because I can't be bothered putting an outfit together

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4. I get thirsty after a shower

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5. I like miniatures. e.g miniature soaps, miniature shampoos, miniature boxes, miniature things on necklaces

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6. Right now, I love birdcages. Not your average ones, the very classic, old fashioned dome ones.

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7. I started painting again this holiday. Re-fell in love with my water colours

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8. I can't sleep with the aircon on. It makes me think of my increasingly large eco-footprint.

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9. My favourite item as of now is my mum's L'Air du Temps perfume bottle by Nina Ricci. Just the bottle, not the actual perfume. :)

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10. I sleep with 4 pillows.

we are so fragile

we are so fragile.

she's dying of liver cancer.
and the worst part is knowing.
knowing and waiting for it to happen.
wish i was young enough to not understand.
How selfish i am.
but I really don't want to see this,
I don't want to see this.
please don't let me see this.

realisations

yesterday, i came to the realisation that the HSC is now.
i knew this since year twelve started but i never felt the full extent of it.
so, what happened was i was at a family friends gathering event, and there was this guy (thats right contact with the other sex), but his gender is really decide the point, the more important aspect (or less important) was the fact that he got a 99.85 ATAR this year. *puts head under pillow and cries*
no im not jealous, just in awe.
and suprise suprise, he's going into a health science, if not medicine. because we're asian and that's what we all do.
He kinda non-intentionally intimidated me, he obviously studied very hard. I know alot of people tell me i study hard, but it really got me thinking, am i doing the best that i can? There are definitely moments in my day, well especially this holiday, where i spend HOURS just sitting in front of the computer watching youtube videos. the guilt just slices me from the inside. crawls under my skin. I get goosebumps and have to tell myself to breathe because i feel so bad sometimes. and then it becomes worry and i remember all the work i haven't done. All this happens in the space of about a few seconds, I can't tell you how much pyschological guilt it gives me by procrastinating, but i do it anyway. But I think its this immense guilt and fear of not doing work that drives me. People often mistake it for motivation.
He told me he studied for the UMAT during his christmas holiday this time next year. he also told me i should definitely write my english essays, and get them out of the way.
Things that i havnet been doing. and being my usual stressed out, worried self i had a little silent freak out inside.
Now, i would love to say i went to sleep last night, bursting to take on the next day and write that belonging practice essay, but when i woke up, i didn't, i came up with some points, spent most of the day reading anil's ghost (which is semi-productive i guess) then went on youtube.
But i know now i have to change. and i'm going to put my foot down and i'm going to try finish that belonging essay tmr and if not atleast write half of it.



to anyone who reads this, its really for me. Like kirsten sometimes says on her blog, its just a way of documenting my feelings, and someway of letting it out. I get stressed very easily, and i don't handle it very well, and sometimes I crack. this is just a way of trying to let out some of that pressure before it becomes to much. If you read this, don't worry haha, i'm ok :)


kt