Hello people of the twenty-first century. Yes, it's been a while since I've written something, but, I think I've been waiting for the right opportunity to express how I'm feeling. The last couple of weeks I have changed from a person I was confident and proud to be, to someone that seems completely new and foreign. As you can probably tell, this is quite a serious thing for me to be talking about, and is even a little frightening to be writing down. Don't get me wrong, I am extremely grateful and lucky, to have had such an easy, I guess that's how you could say it, life. I have a great support network, a roof over my head, so what could be wrong? You always have the sub-conscious in the back of your mind questioning everything you do, but lately, this has controlled my whole thoughts, and taken over who I am.
For a while now I haven't been my average normal self, and I was, and still am, thinking things that shock me, my family, and my friends, and I can't seem to comprehend how I resort to these thoughts. I've hurt myself physically to try and understand how I feel mentally, and I'm still left searching for answers. Everything started to unravel around a week ago. We were on our annual trip to Brisbane for a music festival, and as I've had many times before, struck a breakdown one night. My boyfriend was obviously aware of how I was thinking, and had experienced this many times before. Unable to cope himself, he sought guidance from our teachers/supervisors. Then, I was forced to come clean, something I dreaded doing, and that I hadn't even done to my parents yet. They convinced me that I did have a purpose, something I was certain I didn't have. From there, I went back to my room and had, one of THE MOST hysterical crying fits ever. I was a little (a lot) embarrassed afterwards...
You see, I've been avoiding telling my parents how I really feel for quite sometime, and I could not avoid it anymore. I was afraid that they'd be angry/upset with me, and I did not want them constantly worrying about me. I'm not the type of person to give in easily, and I've always been one to keep things to myself. So when I was faced with this, it scared the hell out of me. And, it actually wasn't that bad....
My mum was completely shocked and in disbelief. I aim to be this happy and confident person so I'm not seen as this negative person, and this is what shocked her. That I was hiding this for so long and she never saw.... I immediately felt guilty.
Things have been pretty full-on since then. I had my first session with the Guidance Councillor who recommended seeing the doctor/GP. I then went on the seeing her, who recommended a psychologist who I'm going to see tomorrow. My dad found out a few days ago, he was shattered as well. Chances are I most like have depression, which I'm hugely afraid of. I never thought I would get affected by something like this.
I was starting to believe things might be getting better, and then, my main support network, the one person I thought I could trust, left me in the dark. In my most important time of need, I was getting hurt even more than I planned, and I'm finding it hard. Really hard. You thrive off the ones you love, and I was even more determined to get better because these people so desperately wanted me to as well. But how am I supposed to feel now, I've lost the one person that I needed to get through, and I've never so alone in my life. The one person on my side, has turned against me.....
Depression is not something to be envious of, it latches onto any positive emotions it can and pushes them into the back of your mind. Whatever good thoughts you have, never count in the end, you see bad in everything in front of you. You question everything you are, and completely forget the person you were. Every minute drags out, and time takes forever to go. It doesn't just affect your mental health, but your physical is just as much a victim. You spent hours crying, and can never properly sleep because your head wont stop pounding with negative thoughts. You segregate yourself from everything, and personally, I prefer to be in a small confined space. Depression can effect ANYONE, and there's a lot of people out there who have witnessed it, or are currently. I don't plan on letting this beat me, but I'm unsure with how long this will last. I'll take it one day at a time, that's all I can do.
Thanks guys.
Bertie Botts
Saturday, 23 August 2014
Monday, 14 April 2014
Cross Country 2014
Hello people of the twenty-first century. Sorry I haven't written for a while, I've been packed with assignments. For those who live in Australia, it is school holidays for most of us, so you are probably wondering why I have assignments. Well, it's because I'm extremely unlucky, that's why. But, oh well.
A few weeks ago our school had our annual Cross Country. Now, as I have most likely mentioned (I can't exactly remember), I am not the most talented when it comes to physical activity. I've never attempted to actually try in a Cross Country. Which yes, does make me seem extremely lazy, but I don't know, I think I'd just convinced myself that I would never do well anyway.
An old friend from my old school I had planned to walk with. Last year we walked together as well, and I was good to actually get the opportunity to look around and enjoy the serenity. But, this year, at the last minute she wasn't able to make it. I was unsure what to do. My boyfriend had encouraged me to run, because I attempt to run most days for rowing, but, I didn't want to make a fool of myself.
So, after being persuaded to run, I thought I would go with another of my mates who said she would. I thought that there was no way I would've been able to keep up with her, and my other friend, she had done very well in previous years. So off we went, and after around just over 1 km, I continued running while my friend had a break. Soon after, I then over took my other one, which I felt quite guilty about. This was my first time actually trying to achieve something, and I was almost taking it away from her, which I felt a bit anxious about.
After surprisingly running 4 km without dying in the process, I ended up coming 6th place out of my age group. Now, if you ask me, that's really good out of a reasonable amount of girls. Normally there is over one hundred girls in my grade, but if you consider the Residential girls that didn't go, or the ones that just decided to wag, then there might have been over seventy or eighty.
This was a huge surprise for me, because I'm definitely not a sporty person! Overall I was just happy I could contribute some points to our house group. Hopefully, we scored well enough to get in the top three groups. So, I might consider running again next year, but, we'll see what happens between now and then.
Thank you to everyone who has been reading my blog, I'm slowly getting views. I've reached a few hundred now, which is strange for me because I didn't think anyone would be reading this now. Thank you for your support, and please leave a comment, or subscribe, it would mean the world to me.
Thank you!
Bertie Botts
A few weeks ago our school had our annual Cross Country. Now, as I have most likely mentioned (I can't exactly remember), I am not the most talented when it comes to physical activity. I've never attempted to actually try in a Cross Country. Which yes, does make me seem extremely lazy, but I don't know, I think I'd just convinced myself that I would never do well anyway.
An old friend from my old school I had planned to walk with. Last year we walked together as well, and I was good to actually get the opportunity to look around and enjoy the serenity. But, this year, at the last minute she wasn't able to make it. I was unsure what to do. My boyfriend had encouraged me to run, because I attempt to run most days for rowing, but, I didn't want to make a fool of myself.
So, after being persuaded to run, I thought I would go with another of my mates who said she would. I thought that there was no way I would've been able to keep up with her, and my other friend, she had done very well in previous years. So off we went, and after around just over 1 km, I continued running while my friend had a break. Soon after, I then over took my other one, which I felt quite guilty about. This was my first time actually trying to achieve something, and I was almost taking it away from her, which I felt a bit anxious about.
After surprisingly running 4 km without dying in the process, I ended up coming 6th place out of my age group. Now, if you ask me, that's really good out of a reasonable amount of girls. Normally there is over one hundred girls in my grade, but if you consider the Residential girls that didn't go, or the ones that just decided to wag, then there might have been over seventy or eighty.
This was a huge surprise for me, because I'm definitely not a sporty person! Overall I was just happy I could contribute some points to our house group. Hopefully, we scored well enough to get in the top three groups. So, I might consider running again next year, but, we'll see what happens between now and then.
Thank you to everyone who has been reading my blog, I'm slowly getting views. I've reached a few hundred now, which is strange for me because I didn't think anyone would be reading this now. Thank you for your support, and please leave a comment, or subscribe, it would mean the world to me.
Thank you!
Bertie Botts
Thursday, 3 April 2014
Confusing/fraustrating thoughts
Hello people of the twenty-first century! In the last few days certain events have been happening and it's really made me question myself. I think what I wanted to tell you guys is how much a few little words can make you change your whole perspective of someone. From one moment you can start to question everything you know about a person.
I mean, it's definitely not unusual. It has happened a few times, but for some reason lately I've been feeling really disconnected. I feel like everything's moving around me, and I'm just standing still. One term of school is over now, and I'm not too impressed with how I've done. I love everything I've been doing, but it just doesn't have seemed to be reflected through marks. 2014 is a very interesting year so far, and I haven't decided if it's good or bad.
I've mentioned my boyfriend a few times throughout this blog. But I've heard some of the things that people have been saying, and in particular, his family. I've been second guessing if I should be with him or not. I am even unsure of his opinion of me. He assured me it didn't mean anything. But, the truth is, it really bummed me out. I don't know what I think of myself, and in particular, my relationship.
I've also been unsure with my co-curricular activities. I've never really been one to get extremely worked up and nervous when it comes to competitions. But, lately, or well, ever since I've moved to a larger city, I get really nervous in front of crowds. Like, if constantly stuff up my song, or I make myself physically sick in the middle of a race.
Ugh! I really don't like it, but, it definitely doesn't help with people constantly saying, 'oh, don't be sick'. It makes me feel worse! But yeah, I'm getting better with more experience and hopefully, eventually, I'll be extremely confident.
Sorry this blog has really been set on a certain topic. I'll be talking to you guys soon. Thanks for all your help so far, and keep reading!
Thank you!
Bertie Botts
I mean, it's definitely not unusual. It has happened a few times, but for some reason lately I've been feeling really disconnected. I feel like everything's moving around me, and I'm just standing still. One term of school is over now, and I'm not too impressed with how I've done. I love everything I've been doing, but it just doesn't have seemed to be reflected through marks. 2014 is a very interesting year so far, and I haven't decided if it's good or bad.
I've mentioned my boyfriend a few times throughout this blog. But I've heard some of the things that people have been saying, and in particular, his family. I've been second guessing if I should be with him or not. I am even unsure of his opinion of me. He assured me it didn't mean anything. But, the truth is, it really bummed me out. I don't know what I think of myself, and in particular, my relationship.
I've also been unsure with my co-curricular activities. I've never really been one to get extremely worked up and nervous when it comes to competitions. But, lately, or well, ever since I've moved to a larger city, I get really nervous in front of crowds. Like, if constantly stuff up my song, or I make myself physically sick in the middle of a race.
Ugh! I really don't like it, but, it definitely doesn't help with people constantly saying, 'oh, don't be sick'. It makes me feel worse! But yeah, I'm getting better with more experience and hopefully, eventually, I'll be extremely confident.
Sorry this blog has really been set on a certain topic. I'll be talking to you guys soon. Thanks for all your help so far, and keep reading!
Thank you!
Bertie Botts
Friday, 21 March 2014
Don't get me started on school uniforms.
Hello people of the twenty-first century! Today, as the title suggests, I'll be complaining about our school uniforms. Now, many do complain that uniforms are a waste of time. Although, I don't agree with this. School uniforms are a way for everyone to be equal in a way. People don't need to show off the expensive clothes that can afford and rub it in other peoples faces.
Now, because I go to a Catholic school, yes, we do wear skirts. They are supposed to be below the knee, but about one sixth of the girls in the school obey this. Our school is very strict with most of the uniform. There are certain socks, and hats, and bags, and even laptop cases. So yeah, at the start of year 8, it is really hard to get used to. But, now, after 2 years, I actually don't really mind it.
Our principal is always commenting on the uniform. Boys' socks have to be pulled up, hats need to be on, and recently, there had been a lot of rumors about a new uniform. Yes, they are true. No, not a lot of people are happy about it. For starters, our uniform comes in two colours. Blue, and green. We can choose what colour we wear, but green is the formal colour.
Today, after much discussion about it, we were finally shown what they will look like. I've gotta say, it bloody sucks. Now, there is a 'Junior' and 'Senior' uniform. The Junior uniform consists of a grey/blue shirt, and black shirt. Now, just wow. If you thought that was bad, the Senior uniform is a white shirt and grey skirt. We are all disgusted with what has been designed. Especially since they were apparently designed in Brisbane but top-notch designers.
This is just stupid, and we all want to say, but, once the principal get's his heart set, there's not going back. He will push for these uniforms if it's the last thing he does. Not only that, but the uniform we have now, has been like that for 20 years. Obviously, mustn't be too bad, and it isn't! Now we will be forced to wear boring plain colours, not to mention white. WHITE. If the principal doesn't want two colours, just keep the green, and get rid of the blue. It's better than changing the whole thing to something people hate.
So yeah, apparently we get a say, but if that's going to happen. Comment on your school uniforms, and tell me about your past experiences. Thank you to all that have been continuously reading these blogs, and if this is your first read, please come back!
Thank you!
Bertie Botts
Now, because I go to a Catholic school, yes, we do wear skirts. They are supposed to be below the knee, but about one sixth of the girls in the school obey this. Our school is very strict with most of the uniform. There are certain socks, and hats, and bags, and even laptop cases. So yeah, at the start of year 8, it is really hard to get used to. But, now, after 2 years, I actually don't really mind it.
Our principal is always commenting on the uniform. Boys' socks have to be pulled up, hats need to be on, and recently, there had been a lot of rumors about a new uniform. Yes, they are true. No, not a lot of people are happy about it. For starters, our uniform comes in two colours. Blue, and green. We can choose what colour we wear, but green is the formal colour.
Today, after much discussion about it, we were finally shown what they will look like. I've gotta say, it bloody sucks. Now, there is a 'Junior' and 'Senior' uniform. The Junior uniform consists of a grey/blue shirt, and black shirt. Now, just wow. If you thought that was bad, the Senior uniform is a white shirt and grey skirt. We are all disgusted with what has been designed. Especially since they were apparently designed in Brisbane but top-notch designers.
This is just stupid, and we all want to say, but, once the principal get's his heart set, there's not going back. He will push for these uniforms if it's the last thing he does. Not only that, but the uniform we have now, has been like that for 20 years. Obviously, mustn't be too bad, and it isn't! Now we will be forced to wear boring plain colours, not to mention white. WHITE. If the principal doesn't want two colours, just keep the green, and get rid of the blue. It's better than changing the whole thing to something people hate.
So yeah, apparently we get a say, but if that's going to happen. Comment on your school uniforms, and tell me about your past experiences. Thank you to all that have been continuously reading these blogs, and if this is your first read, please come back!
Thank you!
Bertie Botts
Thursday, 13 March 2014
Ex-Girlfriend vs Girlfriend
Hello people of the twenty-first century! Sorry for not posting for a few days, the time has completely gotten away from me. As the title suggests, there has been a little Ex-Girlfriend vs Girlfriend rivalry going on the last couple of months. It's a complicated story really, of how I got together with my boyfriend, and looking back, a terribly confusing one. I'll try to describe it in the quickest, and least annoying way possible.
One of my friends starting dating this new guy. We were all completely supportive, and didn't mind, but personally, I don't think he was treated all too well. There was always a lot of, 'he'll come to me', which, I had always questioned, but pushed it aside. A few months on and it was obvious things weren't going to well. It was upsetting seeing two of your friends fight constantly about just about nothing. He was desperately trying to solve things, but she kept pushing him aside.This is where doing something very little, can make a huge difference.
I tried to help by supporting both of them, offering a hand where I could. But, she would just completely ignore what I had said, along with what he said. I'm not going to lie, there were certain events that had happened previously that had grated me a little. I was nowhere near as close to this girl as I had been before. They broke up soon after. I'd still continued to talk to this guy. Although I didn't want it to seem like I had taken sides, I was appalled with how things ended.
I'm not going to go into it too much, but we continued to get a strong bond. Weeks later he confessed to liking me, and a while later we got together. I felt extremely guilty doing this to her, but after weeks of her saying I could, I finally took her word for it. I had honestly believed she'd moved on, especially because she'd had around two boyfriends since they separated. A little ridiculous I know. Things had been a little awkward since then, we couldn't have a straight conversation, and it felt like she'd always try to finish things when I came.
From then, things got even more awkward, and weird. She told my boyfriend in private she loved him, and told my closest friend. Promised she'd tell me, and never did. I only know now because my friend had told me. This had bummed me out hugely. I felt stupid for believing that she said it was fine. Since then, I've been trying to make an effort, but it always seems to fail.
I don't particularly like the way things are now, she goes around saying I hate her, and asking why I never talk to her. This really aggravates me, because I'm constantly making an effort but never get anything in return. Others have noticed this as well and told me I'm not doing anything wrong. I have no idea what to do anymore.
Well, that's just a day in the life I guess. You probably are glad you don't have a boyfriend now. Just joking, these events help to define me, and make the person I am now. Life is complicated, which is what comes with being a girl!. I couldn't be happier with the overall outcome of all this, receiving someone I care about immensely. Hopefully this was a half decent read, and will help any of you in a similar situation. You'll be hearing from me real soon.
Thank you!
Bertie Botts
One of my friends starting dating this new guy. We were all completely supportive, and didn't mind, but personally, I don't think he was treated all too well. There was always a lot of, 'he'll come to me', which, I had always questioned, but pushed it aside. A few months on and it was obvious things weren't going to well. It was upsetting seeing two of your friends fight constantly about just about nothing. He was desperately trying to solve things, but she kept pushing him aside.This is where doing something very little, can make a huge difference.
I tried to help by supporting both of them, offering a hand where I could. But, she would just completely ignore what I had said, along with what he said. I'm not going to lie, there were certain events that had happened previously that had grated me a little. I was nowhere near as close to this girl as I had been before. They broke up soon after. I'd still continued to talk to this guy. Although I didn't want it to seem like I had taken sides, I was appalled with how things ended.
I'm not going to go into it too much, but we continued to get a strong bond. Weeks later he confessed to liking me, and a while later we got together. I felt extremely guilty doing this to her, but after weeks of her saying I could, I finally took her word for it. I had honestly believed she'd moved on, especially because she'd had around two boyfriends since they separated. A little ridiculous I know. Things had been a little awkward since then, we couldn't have a straight conversation, and it felt like she'd always try to finish things when I came.
From then, things got even more awkward, and weird. She told my boyfriend in private she loved him, and told my closest friend. Promised she'd tell me, and never did. I only know now because my friend had told me. This had bummed me out hugely. I felt stupid for believing that she said it was fine. Since then, I've been trying to make an effort, but it always seems to fail.
I don't particularly like the way things are now, she goes around saying I hate her, and asking why I never talk to her. This really aggravates me, because I'm constantly making an effort but never get anything in return. Others have noticed this as well and told me I'm not doing anything wrong. I have no idea what to do anymore.
Well, that's just a day in the life I guess. You probably are glad you don't have a boyfriend now. Just joking, these events help to define me, and make the person I am now. Life is complicated, which is what comes with being a girl!. I couldn't be happier with the overall outcome of all this, receiving someone I care about immensely. Hopefully this was a half decent read, and will help any of you in a similar situation. You'll be hearing from me real soon.
Thank you!
Bertie Botts
Friday, 7 March 2014
Our Little Secret
Hello people of the twenty-first century! I've been writing this blog for a few weeks, and am really enjoying doing so. I've had a couple hundred views, which is a big deal for me. There are people out there! Most of you are probably thinking that this isn't much of an accomplishment. You may even have a a thousand Facebook friends. But, I've been hiding this little secret of mine, and it is actually this blog.
When I started writing this blog, I wanted it to be a different part of my life. I wanted to start fresh, and not tell anyone about it. So, this is what I did. Nobody knows I've started writing. No friends, no family. I didn't wan't people to read this blog just because they knew me, and wanted to know what I was feeling. I didn't want to advertise it on Facebook and get more views. I wanted to know real genuine human beings where reading my blogs, and where enjoying what I'd written. Ones that had just seen the link and thought, 'this looks interesting, I might read and see what it's like.'
I'm definitely not saying that it isn't OK to let the people you get on with help you start your blog. It is a good idea. We all have our own opinions, and a different outlook on things. But honestly, I did feel a little embarrassed in a way when I started this. What if I had told everyone to check it out and the only views I got were from my mother?
At a point in time, I do plan to tell these people. Although, I have no idea when this will be. Whether it be in two weeks, two months, or two years. I think I just want to be extremely proud of this little part of my life that I've starting sharing with you guys. I want them to be proud of me, and what I've achieved, and I'm definitely proud of myself so far.
I'm extremely grateful for all of you who are reading this now, or those who have been reading are are continuing to. I hope I can keep you guys entertained so that you'll want to keep reading. It's strange for me to think that sharing my thoughts and opinions in this article type format could help you guys, and even help me understand myself more. I'm excited to see how this blog will evolve. But, until then, please keep reading, or even leave a comment, or follow me. Thank you all.
'Don't focus on having a great blog. Focus on having a blog that's great for your readers.' - Brian Clark
Thank you!
Bertie Botts
When I started writing this blog, I wanted it to be a different part of my life. I wanted to start fresh, and not tell anyone about it. So, this is what I did. Nobody knows I've started writing. No friends, no family. I didn't wan't people to read this blog just because they knew me, and wanted to know what I was feeling. I didn't want to advertise it on Facebook and get more views. I wanted to know real genuine human beings where reading my blogs, and where enjoying what I'd written. Ones that had just seen the link and thought, 'this looks interesting, I might read and see what it's like.'
I'm definitely not saying that it isn't OK to let the people you get on with help you start your blog. It is a good idea. We all have our own opinions, and a different outlook on things. But honestly, I did feel a little embarrassed in a way when I started this. What if I had told everyone to check it out and the only views I got were from my mother?
At a point in time, I do plan to tell these people. Although, I have no idea when this will be. Whether it be in two weeks, two months, or two years. I think I just want to be extremely proud of this little part of my life that I've starting sharing with you guys. I want them to be proud of me, and what I've achieved, and I'm definitely proud of myself so far.
I'm extremely grateful for all of you who are reading this now, or those who have been reading are are continuing to. I hope I can keep you guys entertained so that you'll want to keep reading. It's strange for me to think that sharing my thoughts and opinions in this article type format could help you guys, and even help me understand myself more. I'm excited to see how this blog will evolve. But, until then, please keep reading, or even leave a comment, or follow me. Thank you all.
'Don't focus on having a great blog. Focus on having a blog that's great for your readers.' - Brian Clark
Thank you!
Bertie Botts
Life.
Hello people of the twenty first century! As you all would know, I am nearing that age when we are encouraged to pick the career we want to do for the rest of our lives. It almost annoys me a little when half of my grade has a clear idea of what they plan to do. Especially when they are obviously not very realistic things. But, I've really struggled with this topic my whole life, and I find it very confronting and confusing.
We've all gone through that stage in life where we are young and have the most ridiculous dreams and goals. In Pre-School, my class was asked to draw what we wanted to be when we grew up. I was very imaginative, and said 'acrobat'. Compared to some others though, I was very realistic. Someone actually said that they wanted to be a Caterpillar. Insane right? But, I have absolutely no flexibility so unfortunately, that cannot be achieved.
I always been unclear of what I wanted to do with my life. I find it confronting having to pick something that I will want to do until I get old. It's really tearing me down. The teachers are making it seem like the subjects we pick will determine our lives, which in a way they will. But, what if I don't know what I want to do? Do I pick ones that I will enjoy, or ones like Science that I'm not good at, but can lead you to a good career.
We also have to fill out a thing called a SET plan. This explains to the teachers what path we have chosen, and what subjects will help us achieve this next year. The thing that sucks about this though is that if I don't do it, I don't get into Grade 11 next year. Which is a little harsh if you ask me.
We are all destined to change our minds between now and Year 12, and even later. It almost even seems if you don't go for an OP, then they will be a little disappointed. Our Principal has extremely high expectations, and wants all to do well to represent the school. So, I'm feeling extremely lost, I don't even have a clue of what I might enjoy doing.
I do have a dream, but not a very realistic one. I've always wanted to travel the world, and see what is outside Australia. But, that isn't a career. I definitely think when I finish if I have a clear idea, I will get stuck right into it, but if I don't I want to take some time to travel and see what my head tells me along the way. Can't you imagine, travelling the world with a huge camera, taking amazing photographs, and celebrating 12 years of schooling. Sounds awesome if you ask me.
Definitely, I will soon find my place in this world. The last few weeks, I've felt really unconnected with everything. I am trying to realise my purpose in this world, it's just hard to figure out when their our so many others going on around you.
For example, music. I have a strong passion for my music, and it is something that I hope to continue for a while. I'm in preparation of my exams, and the Eisteddfod. Sport, not something I'm very good at I must say. This year I am continuing rowing with my school team. School, I strike to achieve my best always, and make sure I am pleased with my marks. Family, we are all growing up and getting older, and I want to enjoy every minute with them. Friends, making life-long friends that I can enjoy school days with. Finally, you guessed it, boyfriend, enjoying my youth with another I get on so well with.
Of course, I can't always do my best with all these things, and I know that. I might fight with a boyfriend, friend, or parent, come last place in a race, stuff up a song I've been working so hard on, or be disappointed in myself for a grade. But all these things, determine my life, and hopefully, with help, I will be able to distinguish what I do want to do and don't.
But until then, I'll do what I have to to get the most out of the life.
'Sometimes the questions are complicated and the answers are simple.' - Dr Seuss
Thank you!
Bertie Botts
We've all gone through that stage in life where we are young and have the most ridiculous dreams and goals. In Pre-School, my class was asked to draw what we wanted to be when we grew up. I was very imaginative, and said 'acrobat'. Compared to some others though, I was very realistic. Someone actually said that they wanted to be a Caterpillar. Insane right? But, I have absolutely no flexibility so unfortunately, that cannot be achieved.
I always been unclear of what I wanted to do with my life. I find it confronting having to pick something that I will want to do until I get old. It's really tearing me down. The teachers are making it seem like the subjects we pick will determine our lives, which in a way they will. But, what if I don't know what I want to do? Do I pick ones that I will enjoy, or ones like Science that I'm not good at, but can lead you to a good career.
We also have to fill out a thing called a SET plan. This explains to the teachers what path we have chosen, and what subjects will help us achieve this next year. The thing that sucks about this though is that if I don't do it, I don't get into Grade 11 next year. Which is a little harsh if you ask me.
We are all destined to change our minds between now and Year 12, and even later. It almost even seems if you don't go for an OP, then they will be a little disappointed. Our Principal has extremely high expectations, and wants all to do well to represent the school. So, I'm feeling extremely lost, I don't even have a clue of what I might enjoy doing.
I do have a dream, but not a very realistic one. I've always wanted to travel the world, and see what is outside Australia. But, that isn't a career. I definitely think when I finish if I have a clear idea, I will get stuck right into it, but if I don't I want to take some time to travel and see what my head tells me along the way. Can't you imagine, travelling the world with a huge camera, taking amazing photographs, and celebrating 12 years of schooling. Sounds awesome if you ask me.
Definitely, I will soon find my place in this world. The last few weeks, I've felt really unconnected with everything. I am trying to realise my purpose in this world, it's just hard to figure out when their our so many others going on around you.
For example, music. I have a strong passion for my music, and it is something that I hope to continue for a while. I'm in preparation of my exams, and the Eisteddfod. Sport, not something I'm very good at I must say. This year I am continuing rowing with my school team. School, I strike to achieve my best always, and make sure I am pleased with my marks. Family, we are all growing up and getting older, and I want to enjoy every minute with them. Friends, making life-long friends that I can enjoy school days with. Finally, you guessed it, boyfriend, enjoying my youth with another I get on so well with.
Of course, I can't always do my best with all these things, and I know that. I might fight with a boyfriend, friend, or parent, come last place in a race, stuff up a song I've been working so hard on, or be disappointed in myself for a grade. But all these things, determine my life, and hopefully, with help, I will be able to distinguish what I do want to do and don't.
But until then, I'll do what I have to to get the most out of the life.
'Sometimes the questions are complicated and the answers are simple.' - Dr Seuss
Thank you!
Bertie Botts
Thursday, 6 March 2014
Blog Fest - What am I here for?
Hello people of the twenty first century! Today I was in class, and one of my class mates said, 'everyone in our grade seems to be doing blogs!'. I'm not going to disagree with her. I think what I wanted to say is that everyone does it for their own reasons, and I definitely have mine. This is because I've already had pretty major trust issues, and to sit here and type my thoughts and feelings is actually pretty hard for me.
I'm not entirely sure what the 'theme' of this blog is, but I'm very certain of what I don't want it to be. I know that many people do it for the same reasons as me, but what I wanted to tell you guys was that with the help of this blog, I'm hoping to tell you guys my outlook on life, and how I perceive things. And by all means, if you like writing about a guy your totally crushing on, or like telling everyone your day to day activities, then I appreciate that, but that is what I don't want to use this blog for.
Mainly, I want to make these things I write for you guys entertaining, not really depressing, and even sometimes educational. I want to put a smile on your face when you have a blue day, or make you chuckle to yourselves. Honestly, just putting a bit of fun into a good old fashioned blog. I'm hoping to share embarrassing stories, and times in my life that are stupid and silly, and most importantly share my goals for the future.
I know that everyone has a different taste in what they like, and don't think I'm trying to tell you what to write and what not to. I really hope you all like the stuff I've been writing, and hopefully if you do I can keep it up. Sorry this has been a bit of a boring post, but I was just wanting to clear things up. Thank you for your support.
Thanks guys!
Bertie Botts
I'm not entirely sure what the 'theme' of this blog is, but I'm very certain of what I don't want it to be. I know that many people do it for the same reasons as me, but what I wanted to tell you guys was that with the help of this blog, I'm hoping to tell you guys my outlook on life, and how I perceive things. And by all means, if you like writing about a guy your totally crushing on, or like telling everyone your day to day activities, then I appreciate that, but that is what I don't want to use this blog for.
Mainly, I want to make these things I write for you guys entertaining, not really depressing, and even sometimes educational. I want to put a smile on your face when you have a blue day, or make you chuckle to yourselves. Honestly, just putting a bit of fun into a good old fashioned blog. I'm hoping to share embarrassing stories, and times in my life that are stupid and silly, and most importantly share my goals for the future.
I know that everyone has a different taste in what they like, and don't think I'm trying to tell you what to write and what not to. I really hope you all like the stuff I've been writing, and hopefully if you do I can keep it up. Sorry this has been a bit of a boring post, but I was just wanting to clear things up. Thank you for your support.
Thanks guys!
Bertie Botts
Sunday, 2 March 2014
BertieBotts vs Theory
Hello people of the twenty first century! I slightly touched on me being a band-nerd in a previous blog, if you haven't read that one, it'd be awesome if you could after you have read this.
I started playing clarinet in Grade 4/5 (can't really remember), and as I am now in Grade 10, I have been playing for over 5 years. This is pretty impressive if you ask me. Not only because playing a musical instrument requires a lot of time, practice and persistence, but because I have completed 2 AMEB (Australian Music Examinations Board) exams, and this year am hoping to complete my Grade 6 clarinet exam. The higher the level of exam the more difficult, and until now, I have been able to avoid theory. Not any more. To pass this year I also have to complete a Grade 3 Theory exam, and pass.
I'm not going to lie, I actually kind of enjoy theory. Most people don't believe this and think I'm insane, but I guess each to there own. But, if it ever came to Practical work, or theory, I'll pick Practical by a mile. I slightly touched on Grade 1 theory, although, this was around three years ago. So yeah, my memory has faded a little.
My music teacher has encouraged me to start theory lessons for a while now. So today, I had my first ever proper lesson. It was a little nerve racking, I thought I would be terrible. I was a little bit actually. It must've seemed like I flunked my way through a few grades. I was a little embarrassed with some stuff that I have to do, especially since it was one of the first things you should have learnt. Whoops. But overall, I went fairly well.
My teacher is actually only in Grade 12, so she's only a couple years older than me. This makes me a little more relieved, especially since she would know about the school work and whatever else we are given to complete in the afternoons. I was extremely happy I had a teacher that I not only got on well with, but could also have a laugh with. She was also completely understanding when I had no clue what I was doing, which was a relief.
Honestly, I was hoping that I would get out of doing homework, but of course not. I actually got around 10 pages of my work book to do. But, fortunately, this didn't take that long because it was mostly simple stuff. So yeah, I've got another lesson in a few days time, and I'm hoping that will go well. It's almost as if I'm back to start, to learn again. But I'm see how it goes, I mean if I wan't to pass I have to do it.
I really hope you guys are enjoying reading these blogs. I have absolutely no idea if you like them or not, I haven't had any feedback. But by all means, if you enjoy these, please either leave a comment, follow, and definitely keep reading! I would appreciate that a whole lot.
Thank you!
Bertie Botts
I started playing clarinet in Grade 4/5 (can't really remember), and as I am now in Grade 10, I have been playing for over 5 years. This is pretty impressive if you ask me. Not only because playing a musical instrument requires a lot of time, practice and persistence, but because I have completed 2 AMEB (Australian Music Examinations Board) exams, and this year am hoping to complete my Grade 6 clarinet exam. The higher the level of exam the more difficult, and until now, I have been able to avoid theory. Not any more. To pass this year I also have to complete a Grade 3 Theory exam, and pass.
I'm not going to lie, I actually kind of enjoy theory. Most people don't believe this and think I'm insane, but I guess each to there own. But, if it ever came to Practical work, or theory, I'll pick Practical by a mile. I slightly touched on Grade 1 theory, although, this was around three years ago. So yeah, my memory has faded a little.
My music teacher has encouraged me to start theory lessons for a while now. So today, I had my first ever proper lesson. It was a little nerve racking, I thought I would be terrible. I was a little bit actually. It must've seemed like I flunked my way through a few grades. I was a little embarrassed with some stuff that I have to do, especially since it was one of the first things you should have learnt. Whoops. But overall, I went fairly well.
My teacher is actually only in Grade 12, so she's only a couple years older than me. This makes me a little more relieved, especially since she would know about the school work and whatever else we are given to complete in the afternoons. I was extremely happy I had a teacher that I not only got on well with, but could also have a laugh with. She was also completely understanding when I had no clue what I was doing, which was a relief.
Honestly, I was hoping that I would get out of doing homework, but of course not. I actually got around 10 pages of my work book to do. But, fortunately, this didn't take that long because it was mostly simple stuff. So yeah, I've got another lesson in a few days time, and I'm hoping that will go well. It's almost as if I'm back to start, to learn again. But I'm see how it goes, I mean if I wan't to pass I have to do it.
I really hope you guys are enjoying reading these blogs. I have absolutely no idea if you like them or not, I haven't had any feedback. But by all means, if you enjoy these, please either leave a comment, follow, and definitely keep reading! I would appreciate that a whole lot.
Thank you!
Bertie Botts
Saturday, 1 March 2014
Boring, that's an understatement.
Hello people of the twenty-first century! I'm am typing this now as I sit dying of boredom at out annual school music camp. I must admit, it's not terrible, but, I would still rather be doing other things. Here I sit, supposed to be doing a sectional rehearsal with the fellow Clarinet players in our Wind Ensemble, but instead I am sitting watching girls turn themselves into human pretzels, and listen to boys gossip like teenage girls.
No, there isn't that many people here. To be exact, eight people including me, and this is after around five just randomly walked out. I don't blame them, I could be doing productive things right now, like sleeping, or homework that I won't necessarily want to do either, but I'm stuck in this 'Meeting Room' with what seem to be very strange people.
I guess, if I had someone that I actually could have a proper conversation with, I probably wouldn't be having so bad of a time. But of course, they are at Jazz band, and because I play Clarinet, the world is punishing me. If I was to rewind time, which unfortunately I can't, I would pick the a Saxophone instead of the Clarinet. So yeah, here I am.
I attempted to actually play for around 20 minutes, but gave up not long after. So, what to do now? Well, I must admit I have a major thing against Flappy Bird. Not because it's a bad game or anything, but because I can't do it! I've tried and tried and the highest I can get is 19. Embarrassing right? So yeah, I thought I might as well do something productive and blog to you guys.
Well, that's about it from me for now. I also want to say it's finally March! This year is going so quickly, and I can't wait to see what the future holds.
"The two enemies of human happiness are pain and boredom." - Arthur Schopenhauer
Thank you!
Bertie Botts
No, there isn't that many people here. To be exact, eight people including me, and this is after around five just randomly walked out. I don't blame them, I could be doing productive things right now, like sleeping, or homework that I won't necessarily want to do either, but I'm stuck in this 'Meeting Room' with what seem to be very strange people.
I guess, if I had someone that I actually could have a proper conversation with, I probably wouldn't be having so bad of a time. But of course, they are at Jazz band, and because I play Clarinet, the world is punishing me. If I was to rewind time, which unfortunately I can't, I would pick the a Saxophone instead of the Clarinet. So yeah, here I am.
I attempted to actually play for around 20 minutes, but gave up not long after. So, what to do now? Well, I must admit I have a major thing against Flappy Bird. Not because it's a bad game or anything, but because I can't do it! I've tried and tried and the highest I can get is 19. Embarrassing right? So yeah, I thought I might as well do something productive and blog to you guys.
Well, that's about it from me for now. I also want to say it's finally March! This year is going so quickly, and I can't wait to see what the future holds.
"The two enemies of human happiness are pain and boredom." - Arthur Schopenhauer
Thank you!
Bertie Botts
Wednesday, 26 February 2014
Aussie Aussie Aussie, Oi Oi Oi!
Hello people of the twenty first century! Today I thought I'd share a little country spirit. Well, I know that the Olympics did officially finish a few days ago. But, give me a break. I am a fourteen year old in high school, and that means one thing - homework. I'd like to say thank you to all those reading these blogs. I know it can be hard getting views, and I'm very grateful for you reading this now. Please leave a comment, or follow this blog to let me know if you like. Or even recommend it to others.
Watching the Games, I was extremely proud of what our humble little country had achieved. Whether it was second place, or last, we all gave it a try and that is the most important thing. At the end of the day someone has to come last. And quite frankly, I don't mind getting beaten by the Russian's who constantly have cold snowy weather.
The host country this year did an amazing job, I don't think they could've picked a better location this time around. The weather was absolutely beautiful most days, with the exception of the odd few when the entire outside area was covered in fog, or snow.
Overall Australia won three medals. I know what you're thinking, 'that's nothing!'. But really, it is for us. We live in a country that has a hot temperature pretty much the entire year. Even in the winter it doesn't get extremely cold. Not to mention it never snows. So to travel half-way across the world, and to compete a bunch of people that live in snow and come out with three medals, that's a pretty amazing result if you ask me.
I take for granted how little training my sport has compared to these Olympians. They have to train constantly for four years, and may not achieve what they wanted. They put their lives on the line for these extreme sports, and although it is excellent to watch, it's heart-breaking to see someone brutally hurt themselves on live television. Especially after all the hard work and effort they put into these sports.
I've never been skiing, although I was born in a quite cold area. So, I can't say how hard or easy it is, but I'm sure it's a lot more challenging then they make it look. It looks so simple and effortless when the athletes fly through the air performing an arrangement of stunts. If only I was that skilled. I'd most likely fall flat on my face. But I commend all of those athletes. For representing your country with pride, for those that have won previously and are still successfully holding their titles, or for those who are the underdogs, the winners we didn't see coming, congratulations.
"The most important thing the the Olympic Games is not winning but taking part; the essential thing in life is not conquering but fighting well." - Pierre de Coubertin
Thank you!
Bertie Botts
Watching the Games, I was extremely proud of what our humble little country had achieved. Whether it was second place, or last, we all gave it a try and that is the most important thing. At the end of the day someone has to come last. And quite frankly, I don't mind getting beaten by the Russian's who constantly have cold snowy weather.
The host country this year did an amazing job, I don't think they could've picked a better location this time around. The weather was absolutely beautiful most days, with the exception of the odd few when the entire outside area was covered in fog, or snow.
Overall Australia won three medals. I know what you're thinking, 'that's nothing!'. But really, it is for us. We live in a country that has a hot temperature pretty much the entire year. Even in the winter it doesn't get extremely cold. Not to mention it never snows. So to travel half-way across the world, and to compete a bunch of people that live in snow and come out with three medals, that's a pretty amazing result if you ask me.
I take for granted how little training my sport has compared to these Olympians. They have to train constantly for four years, and may not achieve what they wanted. They put their lives on the line for these extreme sports, and although it is excellent to watch, it's heart-breaking to see someone brutally hurt themselves on live television. Especially after all the hard work and effort they put into these sports.
I've never been skiing, although I was born in a quite cold area. So, I can't say how hard or easy it is, but I'm sure it's a lot more challenging then they make it look. It looks so simple and effortless when the athletes fly through the air performing an arrangement of stunts. If only I was that skilled. I'd most likely fall flat on my face. But I commend all of those athletes. For representing your country with pride, for those that have won previously and are still successfully holding their titles, or for those who are the underdogs, the winners we didn't see coming, congratulations.
"The most important thing the the Olympic Games is not winning but taking part; the essential thing in life is not conquering but fighting well." - Pierre de Coubertin
Thank you!
Bertie Botts
Sunday, 23 February 2014
My life as an Anaphylactic - Part 1
Hello people of the twenty first century! Today, I will be discussing a serious topic. As the title suggests, I will telling you about the everyday life while living with anaphylaxis.
For those of you have never heard of the word, or are not quite clear with what anaphylaxis really is, I will try to explain it as best as I can. When it comes to allergies, the worst type of allergic reaction is anaphylaxis. It can be potentially life-threatening, and isn't something to be taken lightly. It requires immediate treatment, and urgent medical attention. Anaphlaxis can affect your quality of life, and therefore, it requires awareness, education and training.
For those of you have never heard of the word, or are not quite clear with what anaphylaxis really is, I will try to explain it as best as I can. When it comes to allergies, the worst type of allergic reaction is anaphylaxis. It can be potentially life-threatening, and isn't something to be taken lightly. It requires immediate treatment, and urgent medical attention. Anaphlaxis can affect your quality of life, and therefore, it requires awareness, education and training.
Most triggers of sever allergies are cause by food (milk, eggs, peanuts, tree nuts, sesame, fish, shellfish, wheat, and soy), bites and stings (Bee, Wasp, Ants, Ticks), Medications, and even on some cases Latex and exercise. Food is the most common among these, and causes around 90% of allergic reactions.
Although I am only anaphylactic to one type of food in particular, I am allergic to many under the same category. What does this mean? Overall, I am allergic to tree nuts. These are nuts grown on trees, therefore, this does not include peanuts. Did you know that they are actually a bean because they grow in the ground? Insane right? Well I think so. Tree nuts include Almonds, Cashews, Hazelnuts, Macadamias, Pecans, Pine Nuts, Pistachios, and Walnuts. Out of all of these, I am severely allergic to Cashews. Most of the others, I can also suffer an allergic reaction from. In a way, this makes my life a little difficult I believe. Not only because most of my family, and in general society love most of these types of nuts, but because they can provide a fair few health benefits. So, you could say I'm missing out on something.
Sometimes it can grate me, having a food allergy. Most times I eat something new, or go to a restaurant we have to constantly check what is in the ingredients. Especially because most of the time we forget to take me EpiPen! I'm assuming most of you are thinking, 'what the hell is an EpiPen?'. Well, I'll explain that to you as well. I'm not entirely sure if EpiPen's are something you can get throughout the entire world, or just something in Australia, but they are one of the best inventions in my opinion. No, they aren't a super awesome pen that you write with. An Epipen is a needle that holds a dose of adrenalin inside. Only anaphylactic shock sufferers are prescribed them, and they can be quite expensive if not. They expire annually, therefore, it is extremely important to renew them, otherwise, you may just be in a bit of strife if you need one.
Once in anaphylactic shock, an EpiPen is your best-friend. No, the thought of getting stabbed doesn't seem like the most jolly idea, but it may be a matter of life or death. Most symptoms of anaphylaxis are swelling of the tongue, difficulty breathing, swelling or tightness in the throat, persistent cough, hoarse voice, dizziness, and even weakness. This can mean, if you are in need of an EpiPen, and don't have one, you could possibly suffocate. This is where the EpiPen comes in. You are to eject it into your thigh to release the adrenalin in your body. This counteracts the symptoms, and saves your life.
I am very fortunate I have never needed to use mine, but I try to have it on me most of the time. Most of the time that is, I've only had mine for a few years because we weren't aware of how severe my allergy was. Since then, my family are still trying to get used to taking it everywhere, we completely forget sometimes! Although, I have had a few runs in with other types of tree nuts, and they weren't the most pleasant. It makes me even more cautious living my life, especially because my allergies are getting worse as I get older. It really makes your respect life even more.
I will be writing a second blog on Anaphylaxis, describing how my allergies have progressed, and the whole process of allergy testing, also, my previous run-ins with tree nuts. I really hope this has helped those of you who weren't so familiar with allergic reactions, and may even help you if you suffer from allergies. This does play a huge role in my life, and it would be great to see if it could help any of you who do suffer from anaphlaxis, or know someone that does. It'd be great to hear from you, and to hear about your experiences, or even if you liked this post.
Thank you!
Bertie Botts
Friday, 21 February 2014
To work or not to work?
Hello people of the twenty first century! So far, I have really enjoyed writing these blogs for you guys, it almost is strange to be able to read about your own life. I know that it will take a while for more people to start reading my blog, so for those few of you that are reading this now, and enjoy it, I would really appreciate if you could tell you friends or fellow bloggers to come on over and have a read!
It is obvious that getting a part-time job around my age is a rite-of-passage. I have been contemplating whether to get one or not for a while now, and although I am a fan of the idea, I just can't seem to find the time. Some of you will be thinking, are you serious you have heaps of time? But honestly, I'm always busy doing other things. Just the average pile of homework I get from school everyday, and then add that to rowing training, and instrumental and theory lessons, I have a bit going on at the moment. But I guess, I do every year.
Now, I'm not going to lie, I'm not particularly the most motivated person. This can mean half an hour of homework can turn into around two hours. I know what you're thinking, why does it take you so long? Well honestly, distractions. Most of the time a friend will text me, and then it goes a bit downhill from there. I'm a third listening to music, a third text-messaging, and a third doing homework. But at the end of the day, at least it always gets done.
I then sometimes will stay after school a little while to talk to friends. Soon after this I normally then try to run. Not average running though, I look extremely stupid while running. Imagine a polar bear with ice skates on, that's what I think I look like. Although I don't have to do this, I try to because that's what I told myself will make me a better rower. Normally then I finally get to homework. So at this stage, I'm not very motivated. I trying to knock this habit, but for some reason it's stuck.
This year though, I will improve though. This is what I say when I'm typing a blog instead of doing Science. But, it's the weekend, so oh well. I've seen many around me getting part-time jobs and I'm sure it'll be my time soon. I just need to majorly manage my time and focus on the goal ahead. I just need to keep my grades up, pass my Clarinet exams, and row for my squad. Not that hard, right?
It's true what many say, about people not wanting to grow up so fast. I must admit, I'm only fourteen and I'm already starting to wish things wouldn't move so fast. But, there's not much we can do about that, just embrace it and move on.
"Time is what we want most, but what we use worst." - William Penn
Thank you!
Bertie Botts
It is obvious that getting a part-time job around my age is a rite-of-passage. I have been contemplating whether to get one or not for a while now, and although I am a fan of the idea, I just can't seem to find the time. Some of you will be thinking, are you serious you have heaps of time? But honestly, I'm always busy doing other things. Just the average pile of homework I get from school everyday, and then add that to rowing training, and instrumental and theory lessons, I have a bit going on at the moment. But I guess, I do every year.
Now, I'm not going to lie, I'm not particularly the most motivated person. This can mean half an hour of homework can turn into around two hours. I know what you're thinking, why does it take you so long? Well honestly, distractions. Most of the time a friend will text me, and then it goes a bit downhill from there. I'm a third listening to music, a third text-messaging, and a third doing homework. But at the end of the day, at least it always gets done.
I then sometimes will stay after school a little while to talk to friends. Soon after this I normally then try to run. Not average running though, I look extremely stupid while running. Imagine a polar bear with ice skates on, that's what I think I look like. Although I don't have to do this, I try to because that's what I told myself will make me a better rower. Normally then I finally get to homework. So at this stage, I'm not very motivated. I trying to knock this habit, but for some reason it's stuck.
This year though, I will improve though. This is what I say when I'm typing a blog instead of doing Science. But, it's the weekend, so oh well. I've seen many around me getting part-time jobs and I'm sure it'll be my time soon. I just need to majorly manage my time and focus on the goal ahead. I just need to keep my grades up, pass my Clarinet exams, and row for my squad. Not that hard, right?
It's true what many say, about people not wanting to grow up so fast. I must admit, I'm only fourteen and I'm already starting to wish things wouldn't move so fast. But, there's not much we can do about that, just embrace it and move on.
"Time is what we want most, but what we use worst." - William Penn
Thank you!
Bertie Botts
Thursday, 20 February 2014
House Spirit, what's that again?
Hello people of the twenty first century! For those of you who have read my first blog, if that really is anyone, today I would like to share with you a topic that I feel very strongly about. Yes, as the title suggests it has something to do with school House groups.
Now I must admit, I've never been a big fan of House events. I don't really know why, probably the thought of always coming last had something to do with this. But this year I'm determined to have a different attitude.In the last 2 previous years I have attended my high school, my house has got around fifth place out of six Houses. This is not very impressive obviously, but let's face it, one of our Houses advantages isn't having talented sportspeople. The only thing we are actually alright at is cultural activities. Yes, band nerds (this does include me).
Throughout all the schools I've been too, it always seems like I was placed in the losing one. But my point is, you don't need to win every single time to enjoy yourself. And, if anything, losing made us stronger, more determined to push on the next year and see if we could do better. Unfortunately, we never seemed to, and now I've started to tell myself it must be because of the color I am always placed in.
At my first school, which I attended for Kindergarten (or prep as they now call it), and Grade 1, I was placed in 'Lightning'. This House was orange, and you guessed it, we always came second place to our rivals Thunder (I don't actually think they were called that but I'm guessing), which were a deep purple color. I then moved towns, and was placed in a Red House called 'Connors'. We always won the Swimming Carnival, surprisingly, but came last ever single sports day. This is actually not completely true though because once, the points actually were rigged when we were in first place so overall we ended up getting second. So after six years of continuously getting third place rubbed in our faces I was excited to see what my House would be like for High School.
'Rice House', it does have a bit of a ring to it doesn't it. This is my now current school family, and I must say, I am extremely happy with where I have been placed. Again, it is Red, but I guess it is better than a faded old Yellow color that another House sports. All three years, we have had motivated captains, and are continuing to move up in the rank of six. 2012, if I remember correctly, we placed 5th overall. Last year, we tied 4th. That's an improvement!
So, the start of this week was the annual Swimming Carnival. Because it had been raining the previous year it wasn't held, but I remember when I was in Year 8, and that didn't go too well. But, new year, new attitude. Our House dean was fairly confident we would get a good place, and we did have a few good swimmers in our mix. Overall, we placed 3rd. Which was an amazing result. Just remember, this is pretty impressive especially because the groups that got 1st and 2nd were the Houses that win about everything sport related.
What is the point of this blog you ask? Well, I guess all I'm trying to say is to support your House. Even though you may always win, lose, or get somewhere in between, you're the one that contributes to the overall success. Get out, participate, and enjoy your youth! We can all use a little more house spirit.
“Alone we can do so little; together we can do so much” ― Helen Keller
Thank you!
Bertie Botts
Now I must admit, I've never been a big fan of House events. I don't really know why, probably the thought of always coming last had something to do with this. But this year I'm determined to have a different attitude.In the last 2 previous years I have attended my high school, my house has got around fifth place out of six Houses. This is not very impressive obviously, but let's face it, one of our Houses advantages isn't having talented sportspeople. The only thing we are actually alright at is cultural activities. Yes, band nerds (this does include me).
Throughout all the schools I've been too, it always seems like I was placed in the losing one. But my point is, you don't need to win every single time to enjoy yourself. And, if anything, losing made us stronger, more determined to push on the next year and see if we could do better. Unfortunately, we never seemed to, and now I've started to tell myself it must be because of the color I am always placed in.
At my first school, which I attended for Kindergarten (or prep as they now call it), and Grade 1, I was placed in 'Lightning'. This House was orange, and you guessed it, we always came second place to our rivals Thunder (I don't actually think they were called that but I'm guessing), which were a deep purple color. I then moved towns, and was placed in a Red House called 'Connors'. We always won the Swimming Carnival, surprisingly, but came last ever single sports day. This is actually not completely true though because once, the points actually were rigged when we were in first place so overall we ended up getting second. So after six years of continuously getting third place rubbed in our faces I was excited to see what my House would be like for High School.
'Rice House', it does have a bit of a ring to it doesn't it. This is my now current school family, and I must say, I am extremely happy with where I have been placed. Again, it is Red, but I guess it is better than a faded old Yellow color that another House sports. All three years, we have had motivated captains, and are continuing to move up in the rank of six. 2012, if I remember correctly, we placed 5th overall. Last year, we tied 4th. That's an improvement!
So, the start of this week was the annual Swimming Carnival. Because it had been raining the previous year it wasn't held, but I remember when I was in Year 8, and that didn't go too well. But, new year, new attitude. Our House dean was fairly confident we would get a good place, and we did have a few good swimmers in our mix. Overall, we placed 3rd. Which was an amazing result. Just remember, this is pretty impressive especially because the groups that got 1st and 2nd were the Houses that win about everything sport related.
What is the point of this blog you ask? Well, I guess all I'm trying to say is to support your House. Even though you may always win, lose, or get somewhere in between, you're the one that contributes to the overall success. Get out, participate, and enjoy your youth! We can all use a little more house spirit.
“Alone we can do so little; together we can do so much” ― Helen Keller
Thank you!
Bertie Botts
Sunday, 16 February 2014
Who is BertieBotts? + Valentines Day Woes
Well hello people of the twenty first century! For those who may or may not be wondering, no, my actual name is not BertieBotts. Then why do you call yourself this you say? Well, the truth is, I don't really know! It probably has something to do with my slight obsession with Harry Potter, and the similarities of my last name with Bertie. So no, I'm sorry, I'm even a little disappointed I'm not an every flavor jelly bean. But I'll survive.
I've never been one to really understand why people would want to sit in front of a computer and tell the world about your life, but, it's a new year, so why not? I don't know if anyone will be reading this, but, I'll just tell myself people are for a bit of satisfaction. So, who am I? This is a question even I struggle to answer. But let's get to the basics. I am a fourteen year old female from Australia. Australia? Yes Australia, were the temperature soar throughout the year, and there is wildlife roaming everywhere. Well that's what it seems like to me, whether it's a kangaroo jumping through the outback, a crow annoyingly squawking, or a mosquito biting every piece of visible skin on your body. But despite all this, I really love this amazing country, and I couldn't think of a better place to grow up.
I was born in Hobart, Tasmania, and have moved several times throughout the years. I'd have to admit, I'm not the most outgoing person, and I do struggle a lot to fit in. But, at this stage in life, things couldn't seem to be better. I have a great support group, school, and couldn't be more thankful for the opportunities I have been given.
I have been debating for a little while now whether to start a blog or not, and for some reason, now seems to be the right time. I first started to consider this when I began reading blogs written by fellow Blogger 'Zoella'. I was really inspired to try writing, and see how it went, and if it didn't work out, then at least I could say I'd given it a go. I'll leave her link below:
http://www.zoella.co.uk/
Well that's just a little about me, if you guys want to know anything else, feel free to leave a comment, or just to tell me if you enjoyed this blog so far.
Now, to a more popular topic - Valentine's Day. Yes, the day where people declare their love for each other and spoil girls with unwanted gifts. Although you probably don't care, yes, I do have a boyfriend. Did he get me anything? No, he didn't. Does it bother me? No, it doesn't. Some of you reading this now may be thinking, 'are you insane, he didn't buy anything!', but the truth is, I asked him not to. As a girl, I am expected to love the idea of Valentine's Day, but, I would say it has to be one of my least favorite days. I hate the idea of men spending money on gifts just to get a girls attention. One, girls shouldn't need to be bribed, two, I don't want you wasting money on a gift I don't need, and I probably won't like.
I think the overall idea of Valentine's Day is great, but what it has turned into isn't. I'd rather a boy come up to me and say hi, rather than embarrassing me by buying a singing telegram, and spending money on a rose that will most likely die in the next day or two. But for all those loved up couples, or those others that are enjoying single-hood, I hope you had a wonderful day regardless.
Hopefully, you've enjoyed this little read and continue to spend a little time looking at my blogs. I'd love to hear feedback from some of you!
“In a sense who you are has always been a story that you told to yourself. Now your self is a story that you tell to others.” ― Geoff Ryman
Thank you!
I've never been one to really understand why people would want to sit in front of a computer and tell the world about your life, but, it's a new year, so why not? I don't know if anyone will be reading this, but, I'll just tell myself people are for a bit of satisfaction. So, who am I? This is a question even I struggle to answer. But let's get to the basics. I am a fourteen year old female from Australia. Australia? Yes Australia, were the temperature soar throughout the year, and there is wildlife roaming everywhere. Well that's what it seems like to me, whether it's a kangaroo jumping through the outback, a crow annoyingly squawking, or a mosquito biting every piece of visible skin on your body. But despite all this, I really love this amazing country, and I couldn't think of a better place to grow up.
I was born in Hobart, Tasmania, and have moved several times throughout the years. I'd have to admit, I'm not the most outgoing person, and I do struggle a lot to fit in. But, at this stage in life, things couldn't seem to be better. I have a great support group, school, and couldn't be more thankful for the opportunities I have been given.
I have been debating for a little while now whether to start a blog or not, and for some reason, now seems to be the right time. I first started to consider this when I began reading blogs written by fellow Blogger 'Zoella'. I was really inspired to try writing, and see how it went, and if it didn't work out, then at least I could say I'd given it a go. I'll leave her link below:
http://www.zoella.co.uk/
Well that's just a little about me, if you guys want to know anything else, feel free to leave a comment, or just to tell me if you enjoyed this blog so far.
Now, to a more popular topic - Valentine's Day. Yes, the day where people declare their love for each other and spoil girls with unwanted gifts. Although you probably don't care, yes, I do have a boyfriend. Did he get me anything? No, he didn't. Does it bother me? No, it doesn't. Some of you reading this now may be thinking, 'are you insane, he didn't buy anything!', but the truth is, I asked him not to. As a girl, I am expected to love the idea of Valentine's Day, but, I would say it has to be one of my least favorite days. I hate the idea of men spending money on gifts just to get a girls attention. One, girls shouldn't need to be bribed, two, I don't want you wasting money on a gift I don't need, and I probably won't like.
I think the overall idea of Valentine's Day is great, but what it has turned into isn't. I'd rather a boy come up to me and say hi, rather than embarrassing me by buying a singing telegram, and spending money on a rose that will most likely die in the next day or two. But for all those loved up couples, or those others that are enjoying single-hood, I hope you had a wonderful day regardless.
Hopefully, you've enjoyed this little read and continue to spend a little time looking at my blogs. I'd love to hear feedback from some of you!
“In a sense who you are has always been a story that you told to yourself. Now your self is a story that you tell to others.” ― Geoff Ryman
Thank you!
Bertie Botts
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