Living the high life: Selfies in bed

I have not posted since September 4th. This does not mean that I have spent 5 months doing nothing of note, but that I have been busy crawling through the thick slime of physics, chemistry and unmentionable acronyms associated with the IB. I'm not exactly through it yet, but because I have mocks in two days and have already tidied my corner, played as much Blokia solitare as one can handle, listened to too much Missy Elliott (which for me is quite impressive, I can go for days on "Work It"), I figured that the only reasonable form of procrastination would be to slink sheepishly back here.

Also Ruth made me guilty with the return of A Healthy Kind Of Vanity and Áine and Verity will be happy.

5 months is a lot of material to prioritise.

My hair was blonde and I went to see Azealia with wondrous bagel-making Apoorva. My hair was ginger for a day and I wore Chris' hat for a day. My hair was brown and I took selfies in bed.

I developed a passion for internet petitions and have saved sharks, Ecuador and Cardiff Riding School.

I went to Taiwan with Maddie for a week, where we moaned about the single life, went for bike rides, drank so much bubble tea that I wouldn't be surprised if there was a helluva lot of bubbles still left in my system, went to the most incredible natural hot springs in the middle of a deserted gorge (save for Zi, whom we had to shake off by pretending to be on our years anniversary holiday), and made friends with the mongolian chain smokers in our strange bedsit excuse for a hostel.

I went travelling for 3 weeks by land across South East Asia from Hong Kong to Kuala Lumpur (and will probably write a whole 'nother post about that) with my fellow raggle taggle gypsies Maddie and Dorte.

I bought embarrassing amounts of hideous clothing and became a sumo wrestler for a night.

I adopted some children and made Dilene's life a living hell.

 I raised my first year to like Hui Lau Shan H1 large and she raised me to better music taste and clothing badassery. (Cue Billy Idol's Dancing With Myself).

I turned 47 18 and now listen to ridiculous amounts of BBC radio 4 and occaisionally go to the gym. This is in accordance with PROJECT HOT ROOM 2/307 and THE COLLARBONES SHOWDOWN JASON V. HANNAH. I went swimming with Bara in Starfish Bay before Trevor's morning block and the only light was from the phytoplankton which made our arms and legs fluorescent blue. That has made my "best Thursday 6am in my whole life ever" slot.

Paula valiantly tried to teach me how to move my hips, but I have found that my talent lies in dragon boating and amateur photoshopping.

James is really hot.

I am sorry for neglecting this little corner of the interwebs for so long, and during these next two weeks of moderately important exams I promise you I will update far too regularly.

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Having the craic, with the efficiency of a Carnot engine.

So the weekend passed, and so did the blog period, but for all of you who were absolutely distraught, fear not, for a physics test has also passed, and I now feel that I can spend my time elsewhere, such as writing this here blog.


Roisssshhh so, as I believe, I left you last Sunday night. On Monday morning I had a free morning block which were well nice then maths, chem, geo & physics which were equally as delightful. After school I went to the post office to send a couple of parcels and a letter, but unforch couldn't afford to send a parcel so one of the presents is gonna be woeful late (late pressies are always the best though in fairness). I then had service planning where we had a project week debrief and discussed the romantic entanglements of a certain danish boy with a certain swiss girl, following which I had photography. After photography I probably just wasted my 3 hours after check in as seems so often to be the case.


Tuesday I woke up with a pain like no other dans ma throat loike, which was dismal, but I tached on and sat through endless school, whereby Dilene thought I was scottish so I made a meme about her in retaliation. Did little after school save for lie in bed feeling sorry for myself whilst Apoorva, Jkwok & Dorte came in to wish me luck, feed me tea and go off to Me & G. Totes jeally so I was.

Wednesday was school uhgain, after which I went on an ubes romantic date with the gaeilgeoir eile atá agam, to go get an ice-cream in Mickey D's. She paid in 10c which may have ruined the woman behind the counter's day. On our way back to school we picked up the Hong Kong Shark Foundation woman, and brought her back to the bubble that is LPC where she explained to a cuppla people what was going on with sharks and what have ya. Basically, shark fin soup is bad. Go sign the petition. I signed up to play Assassin (will explain further down), to dance in Latin American cultural evening and went to vote for the student consultative committee rep for europe. Got to top three, and ngl was a little miffed that I don't get to sit in on bitchy teacher meetings but I guess we can't have it all. After all that kerfuffle I went to celebrate Maddie's 18th  birthday with herself and Olivia. That needs little elaboration save to say that I got 2 hours sleep.


Which was followed by 7.30am CALCULUS. I honestly should go to maths sleep-deprived more often. Differentiation is my thaaaaang. After school I hung out in Dilaynay's room attempting to do some chemistry yokes before the art for non artist's yearbook photo. Tar éis é sin I went to the GIF on kinda sustainable fishing and the whole issue of policing the high seas which was fairly interesting (despite the fact that I was abso knackered). I tried to study chem for the test the following day but failed fairly miserably and so instead phoned mammy with the last hour of the interenet before crashing.

I'd intended to wake up early on the friday to make up for missed study time but instead my 6.30 alarm was blatantly ignored and I woke up dishevelled at 8.45 in time for my first class. After my chem test I felt muchos raped in the brain but that feeling comes all too often nowadays. School was followed by peer support training which I'm sure will be beneficial and fun and all that carry on but for now was fairly airy fairy. Or praps it's just me getting increasingly sceptical. At 6 I went avec Undine, Hetzy & Apoorva to Osage, this art gallery in Kwun Tong, ate ALLL the canapés, admired some vidyo of an old man blinking a lot - it was srsly cool. We tried to be all trés sophisticated after our art gallery wanderings but ended up being the noisy kids in the posh restaurant who supposedly cheated them on the happy hour 2 for 1 (per head dontcha know) and then ran away. When I got back to the Wu Kai Sha I went down to meet erryone else on the beach. James and I examined the endless possibilities of phytoplankton on the end of the pier and I put sand in a disgruntled Darren's hair. Daniel's balls were on fire (oh chortle). Upon reaching school I wandered around the day rooms for a little while before giving myself up to bed.

On lá fhéile Pádraig, Áine agus meself went out on a boat from Sai Kung with our adopted irish mammy, Sara, and her aussie friends. Twas absolutely glorious so twas, the works like. We stuffed our faces with good cheese & crackers & smoked salmon & brown bread &....After lunch in a seafood place on some island in the middle of nowhere, we went back to Sai Kung, and then went home with Sara's kids. When I got back it was about 8.30 so I sought Jkwok, found him in the student kitchen and made culinary breakthroughs with our limited range of baking apparatus, including, but not limited to, a teapot cake. We set up camp on the rock with our foodstuffs until about 2am when I headed to bed.


I'd set aside Sunday to hardcore study for physics. Apart from 11-12.30, when I had peer support brunch on the poolside in 28 degree heat, with milkshakes and waffles and all that jazz, and 12.30-1 which was latin american cultural evening's carnival (imma shorten it to LACE, alroish?), and 1-2 which was reggaeton practice for LACE, and then I decided to feck it, and join the girl's football team who were low on numbers. My philosophy, when it comes to sports, is often to make up in aggression what I lack in skill. I guess that's why I'm a swimmer. We lost 1-0 which was quare annoying seeing as it was their penalty. Anyway, they were of the are-they-boys-or-girls variety which makes me feel a little better about myself. Besides, number 8 never stood a chance with a right back like me. I got back at 5, skyped the rentals, totes remembered mother's day, did very little study until 7, went to a Voice talk on typography (slab serif ftw), then went to the block four guest flat where Leiler's rentals are staying for shandy and bangers & mash. Oh joy of almighty joys! At 9 I figured I should probably really do some study so I went to Dilene's room (mine's an unreal state, supporting a whole eco system so I am - NOT REALLY I'M NOT THAT GROSS), made Carnot efficiency do somersaults, and dragged myself to bed.

This morning I woke up full of vigour (trolololol), hopped to my physics test, bollixed up the last question with unrivaled efficiency (1-Tl/Th), but survived the rest of the day regardless, perhaps owing to the fact that I've finally regained my mojo. I also got my first Assassin victim, Rahael, with a piece of chicken in the block 2 laundry room. She was raging. At 2.30 I had a model united nations info session for next week's MUN conference. Delegated my unmoderated caucus like a bloc vote innit. After that session I went to another LACE rehearsal and attempted to do the impossible as a representative of Ireland - attempted to be sexy whilst dancing. Oh stop, I can hear the laughter from 10,000km away. I then went to dinner, set up camp by the pool, had a grand aul chit chat avec my wonderful pengyou MeghanLegganVaughan and got this WRITTEN. 

We're going where the sun shines brightly, we're going where the sea is blue!

Today's post is a wee bit earlier than usual for reasons I shall outline below, but sure it gives ya th'entire weekend to read it, wha?


Sunday last, after I left off on me blog in  the morning time, I tried to chase people to come to Sai Kung with me and eventually settled for Laura. We set off at about 2/3, stalked Starbucks until a seat was free, pretended that the coffees left behind were ours so we didn't have to pay, and set up camp. I did a chem lab, Laura napped ("Wake me up after 20 minutes"...20 minutes...10 minutes....5 minutes....15 minutes...40 minutes...eventually a grand total of 2 hours), and we bumped into Lilia who'd had the same idea. After Laura had managed to wake up and do a bit of study for bio, we bought a venti ass hot choc (to share ofc), got pizza in Paisano's and cught the bus back for about 7. I followed Laura back to her room then we went to a meeting at 8 about the "Financial Situation" of our school. €1m in debt next year but that's cool. Positive outlook to be upheld and the likes. Matthew had the beautiful solution of sending Arnett to Macau to gamble with the entire endowment fund. At 9.15 I went to get me photo taken for the lion dance page of the yearbook, then went back to Laura's room to pick up my laptop and that. Ended up staying late as boarding school shenanigans often dictate. 

Nina being subjected to aforementioned boarding school shenanigans

On Monday my geography class was called off cause we'd donated our Saturday to geo, and then I got an e-mail to say that my physics class was off too. Unexpected double morning free feeling is hard to quantify. After schoolicles on Monday I had project week planning, we went through gear and that and got generally hyped up, then dinner, then a photoshoot for the Judo yearbook page at 7.30, which was pretty funny. On Monday night Leila came round begging for more clothes because as part of a Lenten Brit challenge she'd agreed to wear Rosie's clothes. Rosie had provided her with an assortment of granny curtains so Leila was in desperate need of some shorts. She stole mine and an impressive chase began whereby we ended up in a toilet cubicle in block 3, me nursing Leila's severely bashed head and both us us semi laughing, semi in hysterics from all the adrenalin. 

Tuesday had school which was meh, I had a science project meeting thing after, then went back to work on a physics lab. I got it done beautifully, saving and all as I went along when excel decided to go all spazattack and crash the laptop. Went and had a severe mope in Áine's room, where I found her in a severe mope, so we curled up in bed, moped, and ate chocolate of the parcel from home variety. Twas uber productive. Starred in a video made by Heather (I'm at 01.18), and did my physics lab all night.


Wednesday had a free morning block so I took my time getting up. Aprés l'ecole, I played too much Tetris in my room, then went to Sai Kung to pick up snorkels for project week and also to go to Sara's house. I read with Erin for about an hour, had dinner which was stew and mershed perderder. Got back to school for 9 this time, then hardcore crammed math but not really but that was the intention. I went to Dilene's room to do a wickle bit of study and she gave me a life saving diagram and I reckoned I was set for life.

Thursday had that darned maths test. Everyone always comes out of maths a little shaken, almost as though we've all overexerted our mental capacity. I quite like the feeling, although it didn't outweigh the sense of impending doom as it usually does. Meh, those results can wait. After school on Thursday we had science project presentations which were pretty interesting I shpose? Our theme was sustainable campus so we had to do experiments in a group yadda yadda. Tar éis é sin I went out with Jámes for a little while which was *american accent* "quuuuaaaaaaaare graaaaaaaaand" so twas. Nowt beats a few sour cream n onion pringles. Then came roomie photo time for the yearbook. We all wore black, painted our faces and skipped down the road/sat on walls/hid in trees. After that I went to Ma On Shan to get some money out with Khetiwe who I bumped into in the MTR station. I lost Khet in the vast metropolis that is Sunshine City but bumped into Madison & Tiff, so I bought some mango gunk from the Hui Lau Shan place with them then came back to campus. Spent the night doing my geo essay, with as much procrastination as was possible. Even had the smelly candles out. 

On Friday school could not be over quick enough. After school I was locked out of my room so I went to Rahael's room to get her to come swimming because from a (horrific) 13 degrees, it had gone up to summat in the 20s. The pool was absolutely freeeeezingbum but we eventually enticed a whole cohort of bikini clad minions to join us. I skyped the rentals from the poolside then went to Paloma's birthday celebrations in the sick bay the poor poppet. We had cake and then choccy fondue and tested people's knowledge of Genghis Khan and capital cities of balkan states. After that I went back to my room, set up me music and Rahael came round and we painted our nails le chéile. At 7.30 we went to have dinner in the student kitchen with Laura, Mia, Heather, Rosie & Lee. I went back to Lee's room  to pick up some cinnamon and woke James up with a sharp blast of a  weird bulbous wooden recorder. At 9 we hit Ma On Shan, played with the phytoplankton in the sea, and got extremely mucky flip flops. Somehow this group outing deteriorated into a mini brit sing a long session, needless to say Adele had want to watch her back. I got back to bed, threw on some Damien Rice cause I'm home alone in the room, and read meself to sleep as all lazy days should end.


Woke up this morning at 9 thanks to a phone alarm locked in a drawer somewhere in the room, and wrote this blog to Bell X1. Going shopping with Mia soon for last minute necessities (can't believe I spelled that right first go) then at 5 I'm going TO MALAYSIA TO GO SCUBA DIVING FOR A WHOLE ENTIRE WEEK.  Grá as an tSín!