Speaking of holidays, today I got home from a big adventure (well, not really, but it sounds cooler that way) down in South Australia. My grandparents were hosting their 50th wedding anniversary down at the little town where they live - Port Neill, one of the old grain ports on the Eyre Peninsula. The place is about 200x500m, and sits on a beautiful bay. This bay faces north, so there's practically no waves or swell in it - the water's almost completely flat, making it perfect for doing things like kayaking (even at midnight - that was particularly fun), wakeboarding (or attempting to learn to wakeboard) and fishing. For the entire time we were down there, the weather was perfect, with absolutely clear skies, gentle breezes and hot sun.
Of course, going down there means lots of travel - it's a 6 hour drive from Adelaide to Port Neill, and that's a little tiring after catching a 6:00 am plane from Canberra. Then spending all morning today in aeroplanes and airports meant that I began to get a bit sick of travelling, and it felt good to finally get back home.
Coming up, I have a concert for my choir on Sunday (2pm at Girls' Grammar hall, for a shameless plug), and we've got some final rehearsals for that over the next few days. What was Brahms thinking, giving the tenors a piano G# as their second note? Apart from that, I plan on spending next week doing as little as possible, which will actually be quite a lot seeing as I have 3 exams in the first week of next term, as well as several assignments to do.
Well, I think that's about it from me. I might upload a few things from the holiday, but I'm too tired to do that right now. So, toodle-oo.









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A can of soup is NOT ART!!!
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... so you do that ... then that happens ... and that EQUALS MINUS FOUR!
Words hurt, you know. And I'm doing primatology: vis a vis, calling you a Papio anubis is a compliment...
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A can of soup is NOT ART!!!
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... so you do that ... then that happens ... and that EQUALS MINUS FOUR!
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A can of soup is NOT ART!!!
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-Knock knock
-Who's there?
-Destiny!
-I've been expecting you
-It's not the fart that kills, it's the smäll ^D^
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... so you do that ... then that happens ... and that EQUALS MINUS FOUR!
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-Knock knock
-Who's there?
-Destiny!
-I've been expecting you
-It's not the fart that kills, it's the smäll ^D^
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Give me 256 shades of grey and i will discribe the human body.
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... so you do that ... then that happens ... and that EQUALS MINUS FOUR!
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