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Apparently that "chocolate pudding" in the last post was actually chocolate soufflé...my bad. Well it tasted like pudding, it was kinda heavy for a soufflé. Just my opinion.

Went to watch Judie's netball grand final match along with a few other peeps, it was pretty intense. Didn't take photos since there were tons of random people, dunno if that's invading their privacy or whatever?
But Judie's team won so that was pretty awesome.
Then went back to Judie's house.

There's this 'stray' cat (I say 'stray' but it's probably just a normal cat that likes to wander about the neighbourhood like normal cats do) which Judie calls Kitty. I cannot for the life of me tell the difference between Kitty and Judie's own cat, Sootie. Behh.
BUT THE ONE BEHIND THE POLE IS DEFINITELY SOOTIE. I REMEMBER.

Then a week later, met up with the group again for an AXP (After Exam Party?)
We had sushi which is always awesome. Whenever I eat sushi I tend to inhale it. Like literally, I eat it so quickly I barely even chew it and I end up gagging with large lumps of it stuck halfway down my throat.
"Hey thanks Edward for that pleasant imagery".

All our sushi making stuff.
I love this Japanese mayo, it's the bomb.

And Wynne's friend Chisa suggested I try this avocado with soy sauce. I think I offended her with my lack of reaction, woops. IT WAS ALRIGHT, just that I hate avocado so :\ wut can ya do.

I had this massive bowl of ice cream. It was alright by itself but then Homan decided to chuck a load of random crap onto it and then it made me sick for the rest of the night. And I ate it all because whenever I think about wasting food, images of starving children around the world fill my head and I feel my mum's eyes, those accusatory eyes, beginning to bore into the back of my head, even if she's not there. Even if she's sleeping.

Caf trying to be TB.

After dinner we played this guessing game that I will not even try to explain, it was totally embarrassing though.
As you can tell by my face, my team was not winning.

And yeah afterwards we watched half of Saw until people started to go home, then watched the Iron Giant. It was pretty good, I actually liked it. Very nostalgic of the whole late 1990s era when wearing black turtlenecks in public was perfectly acceptable, and computers were large hunks of noisy software on which we could spend hours doodling random pictures on Paint. 
Actually, I still do the Paint thing.

Selina's Birthday

Writing in a larger font this post...I dunno, I prefer how smaller fonts look but it's kinda hard to read. Since I tend to write large blocks of text bigger fonts take up too much space, so I like to put all my words into the smallest font possible. Nothing I say is generally of great significance to the universe anyway.
Selina's birthday happens to fall into the special part of the year where everybody is too busy (I should say pre-occupied) with studying for exams to care. So naturally we celebrated after her actual birthday.

Ughh look how large that text is, it's already bugging me.

Judith refused to turn around and let me take a proper picture, haha.
I don't know what was wrong with me that night, but a lot of photos turned out hilariously unusable. Think blurry photos where people are either blinking or halfway through the process of making a facial expression.

Here's the cake, it was pretty nice if I remember correctly. I should really stop blogging months after the actual event, especially if the purpose of blogging is to preserve the memories of a certain time. Completely self-defeating if I can't remember anything that happened. Bad blogger.

Check out this awesome phone charm Joey made for Selina. Isn't it awesome?

LOL JUDITH in the second photo. Actually that photo was supposed to be last but Blogger's being dodgy and I'm too tired to spend ages trying to get it back to how it was before...sometimes technology can be really un-user-friendly.

Selina looks really awkward in some of these photos and I have no idea why. 
APPARENTLY I DRESS LIKE ONE DIRECTION.

I really dislike One Direction. It's nothing personal, I just think their music is bland and mass-marketed rubbish.
Selina, however, loves One Direction.

We relocated to Max Brenner for dessert. I kinda missed out on the whole phase when Max Brenner was "the" place for high school kids to hang out, and by the time I heard about it the Year 9s and 10s were going there. Totally uncool to be hanging out at a place where younger high school kids go.

A few people from our group helped Jess complete this family tree booklet for Selina, but instead of an actual family we just substituted people from our group...haha it was pretty funny.
And by funny I mean unintentionally insulting.
Also I ordered a chocolate pudding. It was good, but not worth $10 in my opinion. And yes, it was as small as it looks in the photo.

No apologies whatsoever for any of these photos, you can get me back later if you want.
Anyways we parted ways pretty early, I guess most people had uni the next day or something.
Also I gave Jess her present that I mentioned in the last post.

I didn't get Selina one, but to be fair I did buy her concert merch at Florence as an early birthday present so.

Anyway, I should probably go now. My eyes are saying it's time for bed.

Big text looks weird...neeeever again.

NOVA

I went to hand in my folio, they made us submit our final animation both online and saved onto a CD. Was quite happy giving in my completed folio, I put more effort in than expected and having ticked every task off the checklist was pretty satisfying.

I must admit, there's a certain strange charm to old school CD-ROMs, although I don't really see the point of having them anymore. 

They're a great blank canvas though, really nice for inspiring you to be creative.

Just like the first blank page of a new notebook. Although, if you draw this wrong you don't feel as much a failure at life.

This is a really old photo by the way. Submission for the folio was on the 2nd of June, before exam period started. My exams are over now, I finish quite early.
So anyway, remember my friend Jess, whose birthday took place back in March?

I was really swamped with uni work around the time of her birthday, so instead of giving her an actual present I just gave her an IOU. So when this happened:

I think it's pretty much self-explanatory.
I pretty much instantly recognised what she meant by "Novo": blame my early childhood, where I was introduced to the enormous and possibly endless world of manga and anime - through a huge pile of borrowed Bleach DVDs, at the mere age of 12.

I always try to start drawing plans before I begin a project, it helps in getting proportions right. Sometimes I even implement mathematical formulae in order to get the roundest shape possible, or get correct measurements.
No big.

I wasn't kidding about my 12-year-old self's addiction to Bleach. Here is one of the by-products of my obsession with it. Those who were 'fortunate' to attend the same high school as me would know about a particular program run at the end of the year for the younger cohorts, called the "YEP Program". I always hated this program for several reasons; it was run during the last two weeks of the entire school year, and it was compulsory thus denying us students our precious holidays - instead filling them with droll, insipid activities, none of which appealed much to anybody at all. Also, the term "YEP Program" is in fact an acronym for Year End Program, and as such "YEP Program" is "Year End Program Program" and a redundancy. Even at the mere age of 12, hearing people spout this ridiculous and vile insult to the English language was simply intolerable and I most likely promptly made this point very clear, very loudly, and right to your face, if you happened to say it within my general proximity.
It was this first year of high school that 12 year old me fearlessly signed up for the textiles group, with the sole intent of creating the very rabbit you see above.
His name is Cloud.
And he has a zipper in his forehead.

Sewing this shell together was a total biatch. It was a ton harder than the photos imply...
While I was making him, I managed to plow through quite a few seasons of Daria. Another cartoon from my childhood. My personality is definitely at least somewhat comparable to hers, although I highly doubt I could crack jokes as witty as hers on the spur of the moment.

"Daria, why must you always see things in such a harsh light?"

"Are you possibly referring to the harsh light of reality?"

Genius.

For once, I actually managed to finish a project quite early and get an acceptable amount of sleep.
Go, me.
Although I couldn't get it to stand up at all.
Oh well.

Till next time, I leave you with some crappy pictures of me attempting to photograph stars while testing out my new tripod, and a song. I've been listening to this song constantly, especially while on public transport.

It's so relaxing, it's the perfect travel music.

Birdy - 1901