Today, I went shopping at Macarthur shopping centre. I came back with new clothes, new shoes and new..... Skyrim.

Yeah, I'm not even going to say don't judge me because I know that you're doing that right now. That's basically all my Christmas money down the drain. Seriously, that game is not cheap but well, I'm living these holidays like they're the last holidays I'm ever going to have in my entire life. If that means blowing all my money on one game that will keep me occupied for the whole holidays than so be it.

But I digress. Let me just describe my experience of buying Skyrim.

I did my research as soon as I got to the shopping centre. I literally walked into every single game shop at that place- JBhifi, EB games, Gametrader, even good ol' Target. Bloody hell you should've seen me. I was like a freaking homing pigeon. Anyway, the cheapest store was actually EB Games so I backtracked there with my sister and then spent 15 minutes dawdling there deciding whether to buy it or not. Did I mention that that game is so bloody expensive? :( I eventually picked up the game and paid for it. I felt a tiny bit guilty but I guess that's always normal when you've just spent an insane amount of money on something. As I walked out of the shop, the security guard checked my bag and then he smiled and said, "Great choice." I have never felt so nerdy in my life :)

In conclusion, I think I need more money in my life. Except for today, I rarely ever spend money on things I want. I don't usually go out buying games/movies/bags/clothes/whatnot for myself.... The money gets spent regardless of all this - usually its for friend's birthdays or something small like food during an outing or a train ticket. But it all adds up eventually and by the end of the year, I find that I'm as poor as Will Smith in The Pursuit of Happiness (most depressing movie of all time btw - don't watch it). I think I need a job.... except I'm the world's most laziest person and couldn't be bothered looking for one. Sigh. And tomorrow I'm blowing more cash as well since I'm going to the city with a few of my primary school friends and I have to, HAVE TO get City Hunter for my mum. LEE MIN HO, MY LOVE, WE SHALL BE REUNITED SOON!!

I have to be very honest here. I become exceptionally wary everytime someone asks me for advice on History Extension and whether it is a subject worth picking up. It's been happening quite frequently recently (mostly because Year 12 is just around the corner) and well, to a lot of people I don't really know what to say.

As you all know I am extremely biased against History Extension. If you haven't picked up on that by now you must be as dense as one of Hagrid's rock cakes. So giving advice to people is really really hard - especially when I already have my own built-in bias towards a subject. To be fair though, it's not that the subject is bad or that the teacher isn't great. It's because it's just such a mentally taxing subject that requires so many hours and hours of input and consolidation.

For example, we get booklets handed out in class which we are supposed to take home and do some "extra reading" on. This is just an excerpt of something we got at the beginning of the year:

"The past, appropriated by historians, is never the past itself, but a past evidenced by its remaining and accessible traces and transformed into historiography through a series of theoretically and methodologically disparate procedures (ideological positionings, tropes, emploments, argumentative modes), such historiography - as articulated in both upper and lower cases - then being subject to a series of uses which are logically infinite but which, in practice, correspond to the range of power bases that exist at any given juncture and spectrum. Understood in this way, as a rhetorical, metaphorical, textual practice governed by distinctive but never homogeneous procedures through which the maintenance/transformation....... etc, etc."

(Source: Rethinking History - Keith Jenkins)

If you understood all that on the first reading then CONGRATULATIONS. YOU MUST BE SOME SORT OF GENIUS OR SOMETHING. It took me at least 4 readings just to understand that paragraph - and then I had to go grab a dictionary and look up every second word to gain a deeper understanding. And you know what was worse? I seemed to have been dumped into a class full of people who had way better literacy skills than me and actually seemed to UNDERSTAND what they were reading. Don't try to prove me wrong. I am entirely justified in having yucky feelings towards said subject.

I am probably not the best person to come to for advice on subject choices anyway. Which reminds me. I was feeling mightily depressed after school today because of maths and the realization that I would have TWELVE periods per week on that subject alone. And then I had a "hallelujah" moment at tutoring where I realised that I could just drop 4 u maths and even do 9 units this year if I wanted to. Cause get this, 9 + 3 = 12!!! So technically, my 9 units next year, plus my 3 units this year would still leave me with 2 extra units.

But then I realised that that logic was based on the assumption that I would do well in this year's HSC exams. So I sunk into spiral-of-despair-v2.

Not that I'm dropping 4u maths. It's just nice knowing that there's a "trampoline" to catch me if I decided that I didn't like what I was doing now.

Okay enough about maths and history and school and all that yucky stuff. Let's have a DW gif spam!!!! YAY!! (haven't done them in a while!)

And I have finished Series 5 :) I watched the last episode yesterday (even though I promised myself I wouldn't watch any until the exams were over) but come on, it was only one episode.

And more sexy Matt Smith dance moves.... because one can never have enough sexy Matt Smith dance moves.

P.S. My mum, who works at a high school as an interpreter, just came into the room and asked me what an "import" was cause she had to translate for some parents tomorrow. Apparently their kid got sent to the principal for calling some guy an "import" and "fob". LOLZ FOREVER. Now my mum can't stop laughing at the definition.