Wednesday 29 August 2007 | 9:54 pm

Half a band

I went to an Oxfam concert today. We performed last. Our band usually has five saxophones, but today there was only me. I was scared completely and utterly shitless. But hey, I didn't mess up TOO badly. I think I'm playing first alto from now on so maybe playing alone was a blessing in disguise.

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My ass it was.

With love,
Mel

| 5:38 pm

I'm such an idiot

I went for a little jog today. God, I'm so unfit. Anyway, all I brought with me was my iPOD and a bottle of water. I thought I could get in using the spare key but when I got home I couldn't find it. AHH! I paced around a bit, searching under and inside the shoes. Nup, no key.

So then I went to my next door neighbor's house and asked if I could use their phone. It was SO HOT. I was sweating like a giant waterfilled pig. That doesn't sound very attractive now does it? I had to wait about 5 minutes for Maria to get off the phone. Then she insisted on kissing my cheek. My neighbors are Italian so touching is pretty normal for them. Being the socially awkward and completely inept person that I am, I thought she wanted to kiss me twice (once on each cheek) and I leant over to kiss her again on the other cheek but she turned away. So I was left trying very hard to make it look like I hadn't just tried to kiss the door. Did I forget to mention how hot and sweaty I was?

I called my mum first and she didn't seem to grasp the fact that I was essentially locked out of the house, so I gave up and called my dad. He said he'd come home right away. On my way out of my neighbors house, Maria patted me on the cheek and EW GROSS, I was SOOOO STICKY. Just thinking about what that must have been like for her makes me cringe.

I went back to my backyard and sat in the grass listening to my music. It was getting cold so I decided to go sit in the car. On the way, I thought I'd have another look for the bloody spare key. LO AND BEHOLD, it was just lying on the floor, about a meter away from where it was supposed to be. So I was sitting outside for half an hour but I WASN'T REALLY LOCKED OUT.

Oh, my dad is home.

Anyway, I think it must be a sign from the heavens above telling me not to exercise. Suits me!

With love,
Mel

Thursday 23 August 2007 | 5:02 pm

Male Population vs. Mel

Score: M.P = 15, Mel = Love...

Or should I say LOVELESS! Haha, I thought that was pretty funny when I saw it on t.v.

I'm lame.

Anyway, Audrey was very snap happy yesterday and took pictures to make a scrapbook of her friends. Of course, a scrapbook wouldn't be complete with pictures of our special clubs. Meet...

The only and original...Rejects Club!

and...the 'We Hate Jeremy' club

I find it kind of sad that most of the people in the Rejects Club are also in the 'We Hate Jeremy' Club. But yes, aint we sexy?

Love,
Mel

Tuesday 21 August 2007 | 9:41 pm

Crush #1

Gerard Butler. The hottest Phantom of the Opera. What's not to love?

Yeah, you know I'm right. He's got green eyes too!

Love,
Mel

Monday 20 August 2007 | 11:14 pm

Très pathétique

These stupid school concerts always make me sad. Well they didn't used to, I used to love hanging around a laughing at stupid jokes, but now they just remind me how much things have changed. I hate it. It's not the same anymore. I can't take it, I'll probably quit at the end of the year. That's right, closing another chapter of my life and moving on from the person that has kept me rooted there. Gawd, I can't believe I was so dumb. I can't believe I still care.

我真 得很 想念你,我真 得很 想念你,我真 得很 想念你,我真 得很 想念你,我真 得很 想念你,我真 得很 想念你,我真 得很 想念你,我真 得很 想念你,我真 得很 想念你,我真 得很 想念你,我真 得很 想念你,我真 得很 想念你,我真 得很 想念你!!!!!!

*sobsob* I'm so pathetic. I need to find someone as good as him soon or I think I might just bang my head against a brick wall for letting him get away. I'm so fucked.

Mel

Pee.ess - Tara stabbed me with her pacer this morning. The lead broke off and was wedged in my thumb like a splinter. It really hurt and Kymbat helped my pull it out. Then I started bleeding and I also have graphite residue in my finger. I maintain that she did it on purpose. Joking. I also got my hair re-layered and it looks like a helmet. This sucks. I won't post another entry till I have something good to say. The number of my depressing posts have been increasing steadily over the past couple of weeks. How the bloody hell can it take this long to get over somebody. I'm so pathetic. I'm going to sleep. Angsty whinyness is good for the soul.

Sunday 19 August 2007 | 10:23 pm

Presentation sheet (for deb)

Name: Melissa Ng

Year Level: 12E

Hobbies/jobs: I like playing the piano and I work a Michel's Patisserie (for Alvin's parents, YAY!)

What you aspire to be once you leave school: I want to do medicine and work with children, hopefully both

Big achievements so far: Won the shower singing competitions back in '99. Nearly gained entry into the prestigious School of Shower-singing. Runner-up for Miss Australia, lost out to Jennifer Hawkins, I suppose everyone remembers who she is. Finished reading the entire Harry Potter series.

The people who have inspired you the most: My parents! I love you!

One thing you can't live without: Books! I'm a self confessed nerd

What does the deb mean to you: Finally turning 16 after threatening to do so for 16 years

What are the things you enjoy most in life: Running over people in my Mitsubishi. There is a strange sense of satisfaction to be felt

Anything else you would like in your introduction: Just so he doesn't feel left out, I love my brother too

:) The deb should be fun

Love,
Mel

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Pee.ess - I added a section headed 'random blogs I frequent' to the sidebar. They're actually worth a visit if you're interested. It's fascinating reading about people with completely lifestyles,

Saturday 18 August 2007 | 7:48 pm

Randomness

I'm so hot that I'm known for random bouts of spontaneous combustion. Yeah, that hot.

Friday 17 August 2007 | 6:38 pm

Here and now

I was sitting at the bus stop, minding my own business when two people from our school walked up and started talking to Fishman and Julian. In the space of 20 minutes, they managed to flash two oncoming cars, run onto the busy main road and attempt to hail an out of service bus, fake having sex in front of another car (making weird noises the whole time), moan in a sexual way more than 20 times, tell an overseas student that they were horny (in Chinese) and offer to give Chersheen a blow job.

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Needless to say, they were fascinatingly repulsive and Chersheen accepted the offer. I kept thinking about what they would do after they graduated, and what if that were me. What if I hadn't ended up in 7E all those years ago, started partying, drinking and smoking. What if I hadn't made such a good bunch of friends who do normal things like eat, dance, play tennis and study hard. I have to say it, but if they don't change, what kind of life will these people have after high school?

I know I'm being stereotypical here, but they strike me as the kind who sleep around, party hard, drop out of school, have kids and do drugs (in no particular order). The whole time I was thinking, what if I had ended up like that? I've watched people I've known in childhood grow up and do things I would never even consider doing. I want them to change. I want them to care what happens when our cosy stint in educational institutions finally come to an end. Here and now is just as important is tomorrow and the rest of your life.

I'm so lucky I'm instilled with a deep sense of true Asian-ess. Not get straight A's at school? MY CAREER IS OVER!

With love,
Mel

Monday 13 August 2007 | 8:18 pm

Diiirty Dancin'

Had our first dance practice for our deb ball. I wasn't really looking forward to it but it was actually quite fun! I'm pretty sure I was born to be a dancer...I think I enjoyed myself a leeetle too much. I was pretty hyper, just asked the people who's toes I stepped on.

Speaking of stepped toes, I think I'm having ghost pain from when Dhanish stepped on my foot at the formal. I can feel it but I can't see a bruise and it's been months! It doesn't hurt enough for there to be anything broken though, so I'm not too worried. The only problem is that Sara accidentally stepped on my foot today....in exactly the same spot, WEARING HEELS. Eeyup, that hurt.

We have to do this move from Dirty Dancing where we get reeeally close to the guy and bend backwards. That wasn't a very good description. I would've put up a video from Youtube but I don't think people would want to see somebody else's wedding on my blog. My dad arrived to pick me up, just as we were going through the Mumbo one last time so he got to see Alvin and I dancing. I thought he was going to hit the roof HAHA, well he didn't, but I scared the shit out of Alvin. I told him my dad was off to get the shotgun and blow his head off.

I said some pretty dumb things too, to do with stripping. HAHA! Ok, I said "she's using him like a strip pole". Thankfully only Alvin heard me and mimed ripping off his shirt. I had to cover my eyes. JOKING!

I thought the instructor was pretty hot, at the start I thought he was gay, but now, I think he's got something going with the female instructor by the way he was looking at her. Or maybe they were discussing what to do next. Anyhoo, Alvin grabbed my hand and tried to make me touch his hiney....freaked me out. Alvin is scary. Maybe nobody else thought he was good looking...I'm weird that way.

GAH! I just realized how much my feet are going to hurt! Everyone else was wearing pretty low heels and mine will probably be too high! Noooo...

There's also heaps of stuff I have to buy, so I'm going to dig into my savings and go nuts. I actually liked dance practice. For once, nobody was looking at me weirdly for dancing and singing but I'm going to get 'Time Of My Life' stuck in my head. I just know it.

With love,
Mel

Pee.ess - Before I forget...

The ladies at Box Hill High Formal 2007
Back row: Yen nie, Kymbat, Tara, Ying, Ros and Rowena
Front row: Audrey, Chan Nhu and ME!

Group Shot
Back row: Audrey, Yen nie, Chan, Kymbat, Tara, Nhu, Ying, ME!, Paul, Ros and Rowena
Middle row: Dhanish, Chris, Alan, Victor, Daniel and Ashwinipoo
Front row: Alvin in his mermaid pose and Tim

This goes out to all my cheapskate friends...see...now you don't have to buy the formal photos. Just get 'em off me!

Sunday 12 August 2007 | 7:04 pm

What?

I recently found out I am not alone on this lonely expanse of cyberwastage that is my blog. I guess that means going back to the old fashioned pen and paper diary then. But oh, how painful the hand cramps!

In other news, we all know my brother is an idiot, but it works for him. Maybe one day it will work for you.

Mel

Pee.ess - I seem to have misplaced my inspiration and will to blog. It should come back to me in about week.

Tuesday 7 August 2007 | 12:18 am

[The cold and lonely] Athletics Day

Yeah, wasn't much. Sat around huddled in blankets to ward off the freezing wind. Lucky for those with other halves, they got to cuddle and [...BLOODY HELL...] cuddle they did. It was actually quite scary. What with dodging balls and PDA's (public displays of affection), it's a wonder I managed to do any chemistry homework at all...

For awhile we were sitting on the bench and I was just staring vacantly into space, listening to my music. Productive eh? I thought I might as well try and get some homework done, so I sat on the blanket with Rowena and Jeremy. Bad idea. I was blocking them out (which I can do very well thank you very much) and I didn't realize what they were doing. Yeah, I looked in their direction and got the surprise of my life. Just imagine.

We were totally alienated, us rejects. Okay, it wasn't really Tara, Ashwyn, Yen nie, Chris, Rowena or Jeremy's fault individually. I'm pretty sure it was a group effort. HAH! Nah, them six got all grabby grabby with each other so the rest of us just left so we wouldn't have to witness it.

OH! I got an A+ for my biology unit 3 exam. In your face Mr Moffat, I wasn't sleeping in class.

With love,
Mel

Sunday 5 August 2007 | 8:25 pm

Anton Chekhov's 'The Seagull'

Went to see it today. Was running late and arrived at the doors just as the lockdown started, so I had to watch the first 25 minutes on a t.v screen from outside. Mr Charls and Ms Kennedy were also late so I wasn't alone out there. When I finally made it to my seat, people were surprised to see me there. Obviously I lack any kind of dramatic talent and found it hard to believe Mr Charls practically forced me to go. Not that I'm complaining, it was very good.

I assume The Seagull was originally written in Russian so I suppose that gives a little bit of leeway when it comes to altering the script. For the most part, it was actually quite humorous but the actual plotline is tragic.


Synopsis [taken from the Royal Shakespeare Company website]
"Arkadina, a successful and famous actress, is spending the summer on her brother Sorin's country estate, accompanied by her younger lover, a successful and famous novelist, Trigorin.

Her son, Konstantin, himself an aspiring writer, has written a play which is to be performed by Nina, daughter of a neighbouring landowner, with whom he is rapturously in love. The performance mystifies the spectators and Konstantin is enraged by the frivolous attitude of his mother.

Masha, the daughter of the estate steward, Shamrayev, is secretly in love with Konstantin, but she in turn is loved by Medvedenko, the village schoolteacher. She confesses her feelings to Doctor Dorn, who himself has secretly been the lover of her mother, Polina.

Nina's feeling for Trigorin changes from admiration to adoration. Konstantin, anguished by the withdrawal of Nina's feeling for him attempts to commit suicide. Trigorin reciprocates Nina's passion, and she decides to go to Moscow to become a professional actress. She and Trigori arrange to meet there. The visitors leave.

Two years pass. Everyone is back at the estate. Konstantin has achieved some of his literary ambitions. Masha and Medvedenko are married. Trigorin has resumed his relationship with Arkadina, having ended his affair with Nina, who is now a struggling actress touring the provinces. Nina returns briefly to the neighbourhood, and while the others are at supper, Nina and Konstantin meet again..." - The Royal Shakespeare Company website

Nina compares herself to a seagull and as a gesture of his love, Konstantin shoots a seagull and presents it to her. She doesn't understand and is horrified. Then Trigorin shows up and Konstantin storms off. Trigorin tells Nina that it could be the subject of a short story.

He muses, "A young girl lives all her life on the shore of a lake. She loves the lake, like a seagull, and she's happy and free, like a seagull. But a man arrives by chance, and when he sees her, he destroys her, out of sheer boredom. Like this seagull." Nina believes he means Konstantin will destroy her, but the irony of it is that it is in fact Trigorin who ruins her life.

I knew what was going to happen because I read up on it, so I teared up at that bit. When Konstantin was begging Nina to stay, I actually thought the ending might change to a happy ending. Yes, I'm that pathetic. You know when the actors are good because everything they say seems so...unscripted. The acting isn't forced, it's all very natural.

I really loved the way they distinguished between inside and outside! I know that sounds really weird, but every time the doors leading outside were open, you could hear thunder and rain as soon as they shut, everything was muffled. The backdrop and props were fantastic! It really made things much less confusing.

I only have one complaint and that is of the woman that played Nina. I know at the start she's meant to be innocent and immature. You could really hear it in her voice, it seemed borderline...hysterical. I sort of expected her to change when she and Konstantin met again two years later. All the other characters did, except her.

Apart from that, I loved all the other characters. I'm such a sucker for this kind of thing. Like in all plays and movies I see, I was drawn right into the characters' lives. That's why it's so easy for me to cry, they feel like good friends that I will never have the chance to see again.

Wow that was one helluva long post.

With love,
Mel

| 7:51 pm

The only thing

I went to the Monash University open day today. Didn't really have much time because I had to go see The Seagull afterwards (more on that in the next post). I just poked around the Law and Med area.

The only thing I have gained from this experience is the reiteration of the fact that THIS IS THE ONLY THING I HAVE EVER WANTED WITH A SINGLE-MINDED AND DOGGED DETERMINATION. Wow that was a really long sentence.

I don't have any second options, I don't want to do biomed because I want to work with people, research is boring. Anyway, I won't launch into a long spiel about why I want to do med. The point is, I'M GOING TO WORK REALLY REALLY SUPER HARD FROM NOW ON. Not that I haven't been doing that already. *sigh*

With love,
Mel

Friday 3 August 2007 | 9:11 pm

Got shoes? (+ shameless plug)

YAY I have my deb shoes. I'll post a picture when I can be stuffed. Went to get the hem of my dress altered. I'm not making any money here but I thought I'd mention that the lady who's doing my dress does alterations for very cheap. It's an in-home business so it doesn't cost as much as going to a proper shop to do it. She's very professional and all the measuring is done very quickly.

Clothing alteration prices

Seniors and students get a 10% discount!

Shortening of regular jeans and pants-----$10
Original jeans shortening-----$15
Zips for pants-----$13
Shortening hem of skirts with lining-----$15
Shortening cuffs of jacket sleeves with lining-----$15
Waist letting in/out-----$15
Invisible zips-----$15
Hole mending-----$5

That's all the basic stuff, but she also does major dress alteration. My formal dress was done for $22 dollars so there! Her number is 0412 678 628. Yup, that's all I want to say.

With love,
Mel

Thursday 2 August 2007 | 6:25 pm

The Rejects Club

Are you tired of being left out? Scared of going to the movies with your friends because you don't want to feel like the third leg of a lame donkey? Sick of not having anybody to cuddle during lonely and cold lunch breaks? Looking for a place to be single and proud?

Did you respond yes to any of these questions?

Well stop searching! THE REJECTS CLUB may be just what you're looking for!

Entrance criteria:

• Must be single
• Must have been rejected at least once in the past 2 years
• Must currently be in Year 12 at Box Hill High School
• Are not Tara, Ashwyn, Yen nie, Chris, Rowena or Jeremy

We offer free* candlelit dinners for the first 5 joining members

Hope to hear from you** soon!

* B.Y.O food and candles
**not inclusive of Tara, Ashwyn, Yen nie, Chris, Rowena or Jeremy

[We should just call ourselves the 'We Hate Tara, Ashwyn, Yen nie, Chris, Rowena and Jeremy (especially Jeremy) Club', or the 'WHTAYCRAJ(EJ)C' for short. That would probably clarify things a bit]