Just back from my guardian's for exeat weekend. Which would explain my silence these coupla days. I hadn't any access to the internet, unfortunately. It was a pretty slow-moving week, at times bordering on the uncomfortable, and I stuck out like a sore thumb in my guardian's house, standing about helplessly wondering what to do with myself. In the end, I just retreated into the guestroom downstairs, cause everyone else was upstairs in their rooms. They're great people, my guardians, don't get me wrong. I just feel so awful awful awful having to impose myself upon them. Blast the frickin' exeat weekend.

But I didn't come here to gripe. How you guys doing? When does the holidays end hey? Or has the exams started already? All the best, right up till 1st July. Half my holiday back home'll be gone when you finish your exams. Bummer. Shrek 2's coming out 17th here, hahahah, can't wait to watch it. Slow innit?

First night with my guardians, they took me out to watch Harry Potter. Oddly enough, I was barely impressed at all. No part of the show struck me as being particularly good, I think I've outgrown HP. Either that, or it's just hard to impress me nowadays (which rings true especially for books and movies). Rachael was saying how Malfoy is good-looking, and I'm like "WHaT?!" and Aditi called her a paedophile.

"He's SIXTEEN okaY?!" Came the defiant retort. =)

HAhahahah! But as it turned out, he was the only element of surprise there. He actually looks better than I thought he would be. For one thing, he's much taller and doesn't comb his hair in the snotty, slick style anymore, which is a major improvement. Harry just looks gangly and I can't help feeling the camera is trying to shoot him at unusual angles to make him look smaller/shorter.

Saving point of the weekend? Well, I made this small trip to the city on Sunday to meet up with Aditi. She invited me to the National Gallery of Victoria...pretty darn good I must say. I thought the building itself looked quite impressive. =)

Anyhow, gotta go unpack now...playing the piano for boarder's chapel tomorrow and I don't think I *quite got the songs I'm supposed to be playing at my fingertips yet. Didn't get a chance to practice much during the weekend. Which worries me no end, cause I'm scared I'm gonna screw up. It's even worse than sitting for a piano practical exam, cause that time you don't have 90 something people singing Worthy Is The Lamb as you play. I beginning to wish I hadn't agreed to play for chapel. I'm getting the jitters.