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Today, there was no Extension 1 examination. Instead, there was an Extension 1 annihilation. Ouch.

Today marked my last ever Maths-related exam. The thought of never having Maths ever again feels pretty weird. I'm gonna miss my whole 3unit class! I think some of us lived up to our motto of "BENEATH STATE AVERAGE." Well, at least I did. Hopefully everyone else axed the exam! Surprisingly, I'm not even that bothered by my death-by-3unit. I pretty much expected a thrashing, but I think I still put in a pretty good effort.

So that means in four out of my five exams so far, I've died trying. 2unit Maths was a different story; that exam was such a bloody ambush. But, I'm sick of bitching about that stupid exam. It can eat my ass. With a spoon. End of story.

Anyways, after the exam, me and TJ bummed around Westpoint, then watched The 40-Year-Old Virgin. Hi-larious! Steve Carell = genius! That movie had me ROFLMAOOMGWTF. Watching that movie was a very wise decision; helped me forget all about Extension.

For some reason, I think my headaches might be timed. They almost always seem to strike around late afternoon, before dinnertime. Sometimes they last the whole night, but luckily tonight, it seems to be fading already. Maybe it's the weather being a bitch? Oh well, that's what Panadol and Migrasticks are for.

Tomorrow begins my eight-day study break, very much appreciated seeing as I'm nowhere near ready for Economics. And so, I've got four solid days of Economics revision ahead of me, which gives me another four days to spend on Physics. Hopefully by then I'll be ready. I'm looking forward to Physics; as hard as it is, it's always been a fun subject for me. Less excited for Economics and Business. Both subjects are fun, but the exams always suck. Extended responses have never been my forte, and since both subjects require quite a lot of writing, hopefully this break prepares me well.

But that's all for later on. For now, I just need sleep...after a game or two on NBA Live 06. Game-winning buzzer-beaters make me smile. And scream. Anyways, later days!

- marty..

P.S. Post-HSC shopping spree list:

Games - WWE Smackdown vs Raw 06; Ultimate Spider-Man; Burnout: Revenge
Shoes - Black and blue Dunk Pro Low SB
Albums - The Postal Service - Give Up; Amity Lane - The Sound of Regret; OK Go; Trapt; Yellowcard - Lights and Sounds; The Drama Club - The Long Way Down; Death Cab for Cutie - Something About Airplanes; Death Cab for Cutie - We Have the Facts and We're Voting Yes; Nine Black Alps - Everything Is

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Dear Maths,

Fuck you. You weren't cool. What happened to you? You used to be cool.

Hate always,

- disgruntled former friend..


I always knew I would feel sad after finishing my Maths exam, but I never thought I would be this pissed off. I figured finishing my last Maths exam ever would be depressing because Maths has always been good to me. But after today, Maths can, in the immortal words of Tom Tucker from Family Guy, "fornicate itself with an iron stick."

I think it would be safe to assume that 3u Maths isn't gonna be fun either. So that, too, can fornicate itself.

I needed some cheering up after Maths, so I bought myself new shoes. They half-did the trick. Still seething over Maths though. Oh wells, here's hoping assessment marks pull me up. Anyways, later days!

- marty..

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Fill Her

The Eraserheads - Fill Her

You don't need to leave
It seems a bit naïve
No need to disagree
Or seek my history
You're staring at my soul
My sanity you stole
But then I knew all along
That anything could go wrong
Though I can't see you
I can feel you
I'm so glad you opened my door
When I get near, all my fears disappear
And I won't be alone anymore

Currently experiencing: throbbing toothache of the mind.

Seriously, what's up with this headache? It started last night, around 6PM. I tried sleeping it off around 6:30PM, but to no avail. I woke up around 3 hours later, and it was still bugging me. I ate dinner, watched TV, went on MSN and played Xbox; and none of those worked! I went to bed by around 2:30AM, hoping that when I woke up, my head would be ache-free. Alas, I could still feel a niggling pain in the back of my head as I got out of bed around an hour or so ago. It's the type of headache that flares up when you move your head too fast in one direction. Most of the time though, my head just throbs. Lying down's the worst: I can feel my head pulsating to the rhythm of my heartbeat. Fun.

In light of this, I've come up with a suitable conclusion: there's a fucking alien sucking on the back of my neck, under the skin. It's the only logical conclusion.

In other news, a while back, RD challenged me to come up with 100 RD moments. Seeing as I had a life, I decided not to bother. Then it struck me: instead of an RD Top 100 (you selfish bastard), we should just compile a PBB Top 100. So, I'm reaching out to the fellowship: If anyone can remember any of the stupid/cool stuff we've done since Year 7, keep them stashed somewhere, then send them to me after HSC. I'll start compiling them then, since I probably wouldn't have anything better to do after exams. Still undecided on whether they'll be in order or at random. In any case, that should keep me occupied until I leave for the Phils.

Need. Breakfast. And. Panadol. So. I. Can. Study. For. Maths. Anyways, later days!

- marty..

P.S. Thanks to Karl and Billy for hooking up my wireless internet and such. Wireless = PwNz0rZ. omg!!1 u jst ated the bord and its the LOLZ0rZ. LMAO. I RATE LIEK THAT! UR FAMOUSE NOW LOLZ! jerry jsckson films = PwNz0rZ!!!!11shift+1

P.P.S. Happy birthday, Maths buddy Mark! Ya ADULT bisexual fence-feet train! DEATH TO ENGLISH! DEATH TO RELIGION!

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Hooray for the Losers

I don't know about everyone else, but to me, months start and end on the 8th. Based on this, I haven't exactly had the best month. I mean, I was okay with graduation and everything. In fact, I was looking forward to all the celebrations and such. But aside from these, the last month has been pretty rough, privately. Furthermore, things don't look too good in the near future. I mean, I know things will pass. I just know they won't be passing anytime soon. Add the HSC to the mix, and you've got an equation I don't really feel like dealing with right now.

And now, for the first time, I'm able to admit this to myself, and to anyone else bothering to read this. I've been denying (to myself) that I have, in fact, been pretty down for a while. I guess it's because I try to avoid feeling sorry for myself, because a lot of people have it way worse than I do. Plus, there have been a lot of happy occasions to distract me from myself (i.e. IanMan's AWESOME 18th, which was a welcome break from self-pity, even though there were still certain things that got me down, and I knew I'd be down again the day after). It just sucks when people forget you exist. Or when you feel like you don't matter anymore.

And so, here are a bunch of quotes that pretty much sum up my month.

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Here I am, pouring my heart onto these rooftops
Just a ghost to the world...

-- Story of the Year - Anthem of Our Dying Day

But there's no blame for how our love did slowly fade
And now that it's gone, it's like it wasn't there at all
And here I rest: where disappointment and regret collide
Lying awake at night...

-- Death Cab for Cutie - Title and Registration

And it stings when it's nobody's fault
'Cause there's nothing to blame at the drop of your name...

-- John Mayer - Split Screen Sadness

Where are we?
What the hell is going on...

...sinking, feeling, spin me 'round again...

...you don't care a bit...

-- Imogen Heap - Hide and Seek

When you try your best and you don't succeed...

...stuck in reverse...

...when you love someone but it goes to waste
Could it be worse?

-- Coldplay - Fix You

Take away the sensation inside
Bittersweet migraine in my head
It's like a throbbing toothache of the mind...

-- Green Day - Give Me Novacaine

Quiet is my loudest cry
Wouldn't want to wake the eyes that make me melt inside
And if it's healthier to leave you be, may a sickness come and set me free
Kill me while I still believe that you were meant for me...

-- Yellowcard - Rough Draft

I thought it less like a lake, and more like a moat...

...the distance is quite too far for me to row:
it seems farther than ever before (oh no)
I need you so much closer...

-- Death Cab for Cutie - Transatlanticism

'Cause it's always raining in my head
Forget all the things I should have said...

-- Staind - Epiphany

I try to hold it all inside...

...the things I've become
That something is missing...

...and now it seems that I have found
Nothing at all
I want to hear your voice out loud...

-- The Used - On My Own

How can I believe when this cloud hangs over me...

...there's nothing to lose but my mind and all the things I wanted...

-- Breaking Benjamin - Forget It

It's so hard to believe
When someone told me that your suffering
Is what you get for living
I wanted life to be this way
Just a little bit of love could mean so much
Oh please, don't take it all away
But with you, heaven is still close enough to touch...

-- The Eraserheads - Hard to Believe

Just ask the question
Come untie the knot
Say you won't care
Say you won't care
Retrace the steps
As if we forgot
Say you won't care
Say you won't care
You try to avoid it
But there's not a doubt
And there's one thing I can do nothing about...

-- Taking Back Sunday - New American Classic

I've had a hard time, very hard time
Seeing less of you
I never thought you knew...

...and you're blind to the fact that my heart stopped beating...

-- A New Found Glory - Sincerely Me

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I guess even clowns can have their bad times, too. Anywho, I think that's enough drama from me. I guess I just express myself better when there's drama involved. I'm not angry at anyone, nor am I angry at myself, nor do I blame anyone. Well, at least not anymore. I don't want to let certain things go either. For now, I guess I'm just a bit down. Anyways, later days.

- marty..

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Thank you's/shout outs

I know this is three weeks late. Blame the modem being fucked up, but thankfully that's been fixed and I can FINALLY get this thing written up. I'd been planning this for about a week before graduation, but couldn't 'cause my modem sucks donkey balls. Anywho, on with it...

I was trying to work out the best way to set this out, and couldn't really come up with anything out of the ordinary. So, I decided to copy what musicians do when they make CD's, and have that long-ass thank you's/shout outs section in the booklet thingy. So, without further ado, here are my six years worth of shout outs and thank you's. If this gets a TAD long (and esoteric, since my group relies on inside jokes for most of our humour), then my apologies in advance.

First and foremost, to the fellaz. Each and every one of you little bastards have made the past six years of my life pretty fucking awesome, and from someone who, quite frankly, wouldn't be alive if it hadn't been for some of you, I offer my heartfelt thanks in appreciation. And so (this isn't in any sort of order, by the way) thank you...

To Karlo (wingman! ya homo...what else can I say without this entry dragging on for another billion pages?), to Ian (lolzordz! my pwnage mate to whom I've passed MANY torches, you know me better than a lot of people, and I could go on forever, but I'd be typing for WAYYYY too long), to IanMan (ya bisexual! keep the Maths spirit alive!), to Pat (my partner in comedy, and the only person who laughs at everything I say, either 'cause he's the only one who gets the pure GENIUS of my jokes, or he's the only one who finds them funny...I personally think it's the first one, but whatever), to JB (thanks for keeping my head placed firmly on my shoulders over the last few years, and for pulling on the string when the balloon looks like it's getting away), to Mark (I can't even remember a Maths lesson before year 8, 'cause we've sat together for Maths for the last five years, and it's been awesome!), to Jono (PUNKNOWN FOREVER!!!), to Mike (LOW DOG, FAAAAAAAHHHH! eh eh eh eh eh...), to Christian (we've bagged you out for about 95% of your high school life, but you know we still love ya mate), to DJ (soul brother #1! thanks for everything man, you've always been real to everyone), to Tony (you. make. holes in teeth. thanks for ALWAYS having my back), to RD (the sexiest mate I've got! you're right up there when it comes to giving everyone a moment to remember, and I know everyone has their favourite RD moment, with most of them being embarassing for you! =P), to TJ (thanks for saving me from drowning in a 1 metre pool! we've had our ups and downs, but we've always worked it out...sorry for stealing your magazine! actually, no I'm not, not like I lost anything important =D), to Goldy (the NEW champion, but only because you owe me and Studman...PUNKNOWN WILL NOT DIE!), to Rich (another person who's always kept it real with me, thanks man! you sexy bastard!), to Cristian (to whom I've lent approximately ONE BILLION DOLLARS since year 10, but it's all good 'cause you've always paid me back anyway), to Mattitude (the best and sneakiest Indonesian friend anyone could ever have!), to Ariel (happy to say one of the first friends I ever made, and is still a good mate to this day), to Chris (the future Dr. de Leon, thanks for putting up with ALLLLLL the jokes I've made, and resisting the urge to kill me), to Jay (you sexy nigger! same with Chris, you could have killed me by now, so thanks for not killing me....you sexy beast), to Billy (keep working on 3unit! you've improved by leaps and bounds, so keep going!) and last but definitely not the least, to Dom (literally, my biggest friend, keep it real!).

Also, I'd like to extend a shout out to all the other guys who, although we never ran in the same circles, were still always great mates to be with. To people like Klaska (congrats on the Dux trophy! too bad we couldn't share it again, but you deserved it mate!), Ryan (WEEEEEEED!! I'm so toasted!), Lyle (you funny black gangsta!!), my 3unit Maths class (t-t-t-t-t-t-three UNIT! Pat is an emo kid! Brebrich loves men! this class ROCKS!)...and to all the other guys, if you're not on this list, please blame the mind and not the heart. I apologise if I've forgotten you; kick my ass the next time you see me.

To all the other non-school friends I've made over the last six years, especially to everyone at OLMC, thanks for making something that was already awesome even better. Good luck to everyone in the future! I'll definitely miss Thursdays from now on...

Anywho, if this was an awards show, by now they'd be playing the music to kick me off the stage, so I'll end my thank you's there. Anyways, later days!

- marty..

P.S. "It's funny when people forget you exist. Actually, no it's not. It sucks." - Anonymous

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