Monday, 28 September 2009

Today was...

...Great.

MUAHAHA I finished typing the commentary before dinner. Usually I procrastinate and the essays take forever but I started this thing from scratch and it's just finished. Yay...:D

Chem revision next. Must keep up the tempo of advance...

Wednesday, 23 September 2009

The road thus far.

Heh, Norwegian is easier to learn than German, except you get to use it less often. But it's such a beautiful language! I think watching all the videos of guards on parade in different countries has introduced me to their ways, and fascinating cultures that never cease to amaze.

Revision. Oh darn, there's still some coursework left and I have to revise. Physics and Chem are more or less done, just one or two topics left to cover. CMT and AMT are almost done as well, just one or two more topics. Everything else needs a bit more work. 2 more weeks. This should end soon. Hopefully. I want to enjoy my holidays and not live in the memory of a really bad series of examinations.

Somehow, I think I'm becoming too open for my own good. Something about this new-found social aptitude seems surreal and alien. But the days where shutting up and fading into the background were the order of the day are all gone. Oh no I'm thinking too much again...

Eg er ein fattig ferdamann,
må mine vegar fara
herfrå og til mitt fedreland,
Gud, meg på vegen vara!

Monday, 14 September 2009

Back to normality

School's in again, a few more weeks and it will be the last exam of secondary school life before tertiary education at a certain school (ahem)

It's so invigorating to feel the drive of working my arse off everyday again, it makes you feel like you're actually doing something instead of sitting on your bum all day thinking about nothing in particular.

Today's work included a lot of paperwork. Hopefully this won't last very long, I have better and much more important things to do and settle.

It'll all be over very soon...

Thursday, 10 September 2009

All Systems Go for Cadet Lieutenant's Course (and free doses of screaming, shouting etc. etc. to boot)

And that's it, I have to wait 2-3 years before I can have the chance to participate in flying training, and the next chance will be in the harsher and more demanding environment of RAAF Pearce. Ah well, I guess I'll be a Cadet Subedar/Lieutenant, or whatever I'll call it from now on. Actually, I'm quite warming up to the idea already. One of the quirks of life in this modern day and age. At least I said yes to it of my own accord. I would be quite pissed if I was signed on by other parties, and not me. There's something fundamentally wrong with that, I guess. Back to mugging...