Christmas is Here!!!

Wow. It's Christmas Eve. Where did that come from? It so doesn't feel like it. Maybe it's because I'm usually in Hawkes Bay by now... yes, this is my first Christmas in Wellington!!! Well, half of it, we're going up tomorrow afternoon. Not bad for someone who's lived in Wellington her whole life ... huh-hm.

I just want to say a big Merry Christmas! to everyone that I've shared good times with this year and who made it what it was. I luv you all so much! You rock! So have a great Christmas, and a happy New Year, and I'll see you all next year, if I'm not seeing you tonight or tomorrow at Church.

Some great memories of this year ...*

10. Youth Group. I love my Youth Group so much! It was especially orsum to have the Youth Alpha.
9. PingPong Tournament. Training out, scaring innocent peoples on the Train, coming sixth (oh yeah), going crazy, going "to the beach". It was fun.

8. Diana's third birthday! Man that was fun. Waterfights with Ben, Huggies, Festa, Crunch and Midgii, crashing Huggies', making kids cry about five times (cringe), being chased by kids, playing in the river, hanging out with cool people, it was orsum.
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8. Going to Maz and Adam's for the Girls Sleepover and the Flour Fight. They were fun. You're house is orsum! And so are you! Tuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuunel!!!
7. M&M Wedding. That was lots of fun. They got married. There was a lot of food, funny stories, and cool people.
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5. Duke of Ed Tramps. I can't which was better, but they were orsum. Campfires, tents, scary stories, teachers interupting kisses, great times.
4. Leaders Retreat Day. I know that sounds weird, since me and Cassie were only babysitters, but I had a great time. It was orsum to hang out with God, the Cool guys from Church, Cassie, and Breanna. And going to the beach and the park etc, and having incredible talks about the future, God, and other stuff.
3. Mia was born!!! And also her baptism, when we became Godsisters! She is so orsum! And cute. I wuv her so much!
2. Summer Wine!!! I mean, New Wine Summer! Same thing. Held at El Rancho again, my second favourite place ever, we had a great time. It was my first time at Firewire, but it wasn't boring, in fact, it was better than Cutting Edge! Well, fancy that.


aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaand .....


1.Yoof alpha Weekend!!! Best weekend ever! Man, that was so much fun. Orsum friends, great teaching, worship, Fun games, waterslide, flying fox, trampolines, singing, dancing, going crazy, Youth Groups Got talent, Flight of the Conchords ... it was the best!!!

And also lots of other orsum things.

*Please excuse for lack of memory, differing points of views, and other stuff if I've forgotten any thing you wish to contest with. I'm sure it was fun as well.

Bret McKenzie, Jemaine Clement: Flight of the Conchords.
	By Larry Pritchard larryp@usa.net
	The standout performance in Peter Jackson's The Lord of the Rings: The Fellowship of the Ring, although snubbed at the Oscars and virtually unnoticed by critics and the entire LOTR cast and crew, is the deeply moving portrayal of 'Figwit'. With a steely glare the character jumps out from the screen in the famous 'council' scene, making his appearance, some say, the most electrifying two seconds of the film. It begs the question: If Tolkien had seen the movie before writing the book, would he not have made Figwit an additional member of the fellowship. Offering not his bow, but his much touted good-looks to the collection of axes, swords and other less attractive weaponry. So convincing was this enigmatic performance that many have been left wondering if the 'actor' was actually an elf? (Or at least some kind of half-breed.) Through numerous phonecalls with film companies and actors agents, I tracked down he who is known as "The Gorgeous One" or "Lord of the Personal Grooming". He lives in Wellington, New Zealand. His real name, Bret McKenzie, but I shall continue to call him Figwit as it was too hard to separate him from the character. Larry P: So Figwit, some say you do not speak, some say you are incapable of speech; is this true? Figwit: Ahh Bret, just Bret will do. Larry P: O.k Figwit, Bret it is! (At this point I assume he does speak) Figwit: No, that's not really true. I can speak. But when I read the script I found I did not have any lines. I thought about the lack of lines and made a character decision based on that not to speak in the council scene. I think the saying is true that actions speak louder then words. Larry P: Did it cross your mind to add some lines, Figwit? Figwit: I thought about saying "Legolas shouldn't go! I will go to Mordor! I know the shortcut!". But the opportunity never arose to raise the subject with the director, Peter Jackson. Larry P: So you decided to telegraph your character's emotional journey through facial statement alone? Figwit: Um... yeah, and [the way] I hold my body. Larry P: When in particular? Figwit: Like the bit when I was sitting down. Larry P: Ahh? Figwit: On the chair. Larry P: (nothing) Figwit: And when I stand up... in the council scene. Larry P: Is grooming important to you, Figwit? Figwit: Well, I think it is important to Elves. Especially Figwit. Look at Cate Blanchet and Liv Tyler, they look amazing. So groomed. They are real professionals. I would love to work with them again. Larry P: Is it true that during the argument... Figwit: (INTERRUPTS) In the council scene? Larry P: ...yeah, when you are standing up. Is it true you mime the words "F**k you!" Or another suggestion that has been speculated upon "Pluck you!"? Figwit: I am not saying either of those things. I am speaking in Elvish but you don't really hear amongst all of the loud dwarves. Larry P: What did you say? Figwit: I said the Elvish equivalent of 'Pluck you! Pluck you all!'. I was so angry with the way the dwarves and men were behaving. Gimli was being so obnoxious. It was the one bit of input I did have. Larry P: Does Figwit return in the next film? Figwit: I'm not allowed to talk about it. Larry P: Have you had many offers after your performance in The Fellowship of the Ring? Figwit: At the moment I'm concentrating more on my band, we actually do a song which we tried to get into the Lord of the Rings; The Fellowship of the Ring soundtrack. It's called Frodo, Don't Wear The Ring, I do a rap in it. Larry P: In Elvish? Figwit: In English but in an sort of Elvish/New Zealand accent. Larry P: What do you think of the Figwit Lives website? Were you expecting such a big response to such a small part? Figwit: Not expecting it. But I was quietly hoping someone would recognise my work, Peter Jackson didn't really notice me. He was too busy directing. I'm hoping Peter sees the website and it will spur him on to developing LOTR IV; Figwit's Journey. Or at least make a figurine. Larry P: Good luck. Figwit: Thank you.

Bret McKenzie, Jemaine Clement: Flight of the Conchords.
	By Larry Pritchard larryp@usa.net
	The standout performance in Peter Jackson's The Lord of the Rings: The Fellowship of the Ring, although snubbed at the Oscars and virtually unnoticed by critics and the entire LOTR cast and crew, is the deeply moving portrayal of 'Figwit'. With a steely glare the character jumps out from the screen in the famous 'council' scene, making his appearance, some say, the most electrifying two seconds of the film. It begs the question: If Tolkien had seen the movie before writing the book, would he not have made Figwit an additional member of the fellowship. Offering not his bow, but his much touted good-looks to the collection of axes, swords and other less attractive weaponry. So convincing was this enigmatic performance that many have been left wondering if the 'actor' was actually an elf? (Or at least some kind of half-breed.) Through numerous phonecalls with film companies and actors agents, I tracked down he who is known as "The Gorgeous One" or "Lord of the Personal Grooming". He lives in Wellington, New Zealand. His real name, Bret McKenzie, but I shall continue to call him Figwit as it was too hard to separate him from the character. Larry P: So Figwit, some say you do not speak, some say you are incapable of speech; is this true? Figwit: Ahh Bret, just Bret will do. Larry P: O.k Figwit, Bret it is! (At this point I assume he does speak) Figwit: No, that's not really true. I can speak. But when I read the script I found I did not have any lines. I thought about the lack of lines and made a character decision based on that not to speak in the council scene. I think the saying is true that actions speak louder then words. Larry P: Did it cross your mind to add some lines, Figwit? Figwit: I thought about saying "Legolas shouldn't go! I will go to Mordor! I know the shortcut!". But the opportunity never arose to raise the subject with the director, Peter Jackson. Larry P: So you decided to telegraph your character's emotional journey through facial statement alone? Figwit: Um... yeah, and [the way] I hold my body. Larry P: When in particular? Figwit: Like the bit when I was sitting down. Larry P: Ahh? Figwit: On the chair. Larry P: (nothing) Figwit: And when I stand up... in the council scene. Larry P: Is grooming important to you, Figwit? Figwit: Well, I think it is important to Elves. Especially Figwit. Look at Cate Blanchet and Liv Tyler, they look amazing. So groomed. They are real professionals. I would love to work with them again. Larry P: Is it true that during the argument... Figwit: (INTERRUPTS) In the council scene? Larry P: ...yeah, when you are standing up. Is it true you mime the words "F**k you!" Or another suggestion that has been speculated upon "Pluck you!"? Figwit: I am not saying either of those things. I am speaking in Elvish but you don't really hear amongst all of the loud dwarves. Larry P: What did you say? Figwit: I said the Elvish equivalent of 'Pluck you! Pluck you all!'. I was so angry with the way the dwarves and men were behaving. Gimli was being so obnoxious. It was the one bit of input I did have. Larry P: Does Figwit return in the next film? Figwit: I'm not allowed to talk about it. Larry P: Have you had many offers after your performance in The Fellowship of the Ring? Figwit: At the moment I'm concentrating more on my band, we actually do a song which we tried to get into the Lord of the Rings; The Fellowship of the Ring soundtrack. It's called Frodo, Don't Wear The Ring, I do a rap in it. Larry P: In Elvish? Figwit: In English but in an sort of Elvish/New Zealand accent. Larry P: What do you think of the Figwit Lives website? Were you expecting such a big response to such a small part? Figwit: Not expecting it. But I was quietly hoping someone would recognise my work, Peter Jackson didn't really notice me. He was too busy directing. I'm hoping Peter sees the website and it will spur him on to developing LOTR IV; Figwit's Journey. Or at least make a figurine. Larry P: Good luck. Figwit: Thank you.

Ode to Kristen

Today was the last day of school for the year, so holidays, who-hooo!!! But sadly, that means the last day of East for Kristen, our head girl. Kristen has to have been the best head girl everrrrrrrrrrrr! and I will always remember her. She is such a great role model and is soooooo orsum!!!

I first met Kristen as a lil' turd former, playing my first game of bowls (yea-ah!). She was the captain of my team and made sure to tell me that our team name was the "Bowled and the Beautiful", and that our new lingo included "Yeah-bowl". From there, along with Flo and Eve, we made an unbeatable team, stunning all the other teams with our amazingness, and winning ... maybe one game, if we were lucky??? not sure bowt that one. Kristen renamed us Kristen Bowl-ng, Flo Bowlheron, Eve yeah I don't know how to fit this in, and best of all, Sarah Bowl-less. Good times.

After that, Kristen was always real cool, she would always say hi to me in the corridors, even thou I was a lowly thurd or year 10, and I would often hear a loud "Sarah Bowl-less!" as I walzed along the corridors or graced the stage to get prestigious prizes at Prizegiving such as "Merit Equal". Yea-ah. Shot Jenny! But Kristen's orsumness was so much more than just to me. She always turned up to everything East, proudly and obsessively cheering us on, and you would constantly hear her say "Mint" or "Orsum", with that grin on her face. She was the first person who made me think, maybe I wouldn't unbotton that top botton. Kristen breathed East. Kristen exulted East. Kristen was East. But of course, the thing Kristen had to be most known for, was the ukeladies. We all loved to hear them singing and playing crazily, with, it goes without saying, Kristen's ukelele solo. An of course, the WEGCD (said with a proud manly gusto)! I am skilled enough to be on it, with Kristen celebrating even the obscurity of the song we wrote instead of brainstorming, the freakishly hardowt harmonies Nemo wrote for it, the ukeleles played to it, and the kazoo I played (funky monkeys for lyf!)

Some things Kristen has been known to say are:

" Wellington East,The Year of the Beast,Time flies,We ate some pies,Here at our home,Never alone,Our journey has started,Just as we’ve departed,’04 to ‘08,You guys are great,Lumen Accipe et Imperti,Leaving you makes my heart hurty,I’ll miss not seeing you all everyday,Good luck for the future and never forget."

"Chae-yah"

"Mint"

"You have accipe-d the lumen and now I will imperti"

"Orsum"

Sarah Bowl-less"

"2008 is The Year of the East Beast"

"Ties up for the boys"

"We are East and we are the Best"

"Yeah-bowl"

"We do not wear scarves of brown, grey, pink, black and white checkers with tassels or any other shade of blue except for the mighty royal. We do not wear chucks, slippers or Air Force 1s. We do not wear bum belts. We do not wear our ties low, or our collars open with foundation all over them. We do not wear hoodies, fluffy jackets or coloured tights. What we do wear in fact, is the finest uniform in the greater Wellington City, envied by those clad in black, grey or teal. - because we are Wellington East Girls' College, and we are the best."

"Leave kb to Saint Cats"

We have something other schools are jealous of"

EAST, are you ready ready?! 2008 has shown: we most definitely are. The year has gotten off to a great start, as we embark on school life in a style that can only be described as ‘the East way’. I am truly honoured to be representing Wellington East as Head Prefect, and will do everything I can to have this be another amazing year for our school.

and much more.I can't imagine East without Kristen, like actually. Kristen has been an amazing Head Girl and will always be a part of East. Luv Ya!

Sarah Bowl-less

How many people does it take to change a lightbulb???

How many Wellington school students does it take to change a light Bulb at...
Marsden - One. But it wont be her. She'll put a call through to the maintenance officer and wait for him to come change it.
Tawa - two. One to change the bulb and the other one trying to figure out how to get high off the other one.
Scots - none. there to busy tryna find some gay sex
Queen Margaret - one. She holds the bulb and the world should revolve around her.
St Pats - One. Just make sure he doesn't have to do it during soggy biscuit time.
Rongotai - five. Four to break into the store and to steal the bulb and one to install it.
Petone College - One. But where the money's coming from to buy it is anyones guess.
Wellington Girls - five. One to change it two to make sure her hair ribbons are still in place and another two to tell her how good her new bag looks.
St Catherines - none. Pregnant girls shouldnt do risky things.
Wellington High - 10. One to change the bulb, one to call the dealer and eight to have a session while they wait.Porirua - none. Everything that hasn't been welded down has been flogged long ago.
Wellington East - none. They only have to give head to the Wellington Coll boys and it's done for them.
Silverstream - none. Electricity has yet to make it out that far.
Wellington Coll - two. One to change the bulb and the other to hold his hand while he climbs the really high ladder

East Pride!!!!! Chaeyah!!!

This is a taster of the East Pride, quoted from none other than the orsumest head girl ever, Kristen Ng.

We do not wear scarves of brown, grey, pink, black and white checkers with tassels or any other shade of blue except for the mighty royal. We do not wear chucks, slippers or Air Force 1s. We do not wear bum belts. We do not wear our ties low, or our collars open with foundation all over them. We do not wear hoodies, fluffy jackets or coloured tights. What we do wear in fact, is the finest uniform in the greater Wellington City, envied by those clad in black, grey or teal. - because we are Wellington East Girls' College, and we are the best.

Duke of Ed

Top left: Konnie coming out of the smoke. I love this photo!

Top right:Konnie, Caitlin, Mel, Tessa and me

Bottom left: Caitlin and me rapping to "Hiphoppotomous vs Rhymnoserous"

Bottom right:Me Bee and Konnie roughing it and getting water from the river and cleaning.

On Monday, me and a group of amazing yr 10s from East tramped off into the middle of nowhere. On Tuesday, we came back again. So what did we get out of it? Wet tents, sore backs, shoulders, necks and legs, a sleepless night, photos, scars and scratches, and some fantastic memories.

The first day, we tramped for hours, from 10 til 4, up a steeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeep hill, about 85 degrees, I swear, and them we, well not really tramped, but bumbled and fell our way back down the other side, all with heavy packs on our back, Ella weighed hers, and they were 10kgs. On that day, some boys from snots porridge (scots college) were also there for a day trip. They walked up behind us with their packless backs, and started running as they passed us, and kept going until they thought they were out of our eyesight. Day-amn! I said that, just as on of them stopped by us. Crack-up. Then, because those poor tired boys had to have a long lunch break, we were ahead of them, and the next time they passed us, we clapped and cheered them on saying things like "Good work, Theodore, keep it up Oswald, dig it in Clarence." Good times.

Anyway, once we'd left them to be picked up by their private helicopters or whatever snots use, we kept tramping down through a river until we came to the campsite, which wasn't really a campsite at all, just a place with a couple of trees less than its surroundings. There, we set up our tents, and the real fun began. Me, Caitlin, Nicole and Konnie filmed a mock survivor, there was lots of singing and dancing and posing for cameras and mucking around. Some of the others did a crack-up ambush; they smeared mud over their faces, stuck leaves and branches in their hair etc, and ran through us making freaky tarzan noises, and performed an East Duke of Ed version of "In the Jungle" with harmonies and everything. We built campfires and cooked our food and millions of marshmellows on them, using river water, our only source of water, to do so. We were really roughing it, there weren't even toilets, so we had to go in the bushes, and bury our toilet paper and ... yeah, you know what I mean. After it grew too dark to be outside, we, about ten of us, squished into a tent and told scary stories, alothough it was more funny than scary. That was real fun. Finally, the teachers came and kicked us out, making us go back to our own tent and to bed. But of course we didn't go to sleep, we stayed up talking and joking, but they were the kind of things that are funny at the time, but you don't get it unless you were there. Finally, we went to sleep, after it started to rain... uh-oh. In the crazy hours of the morning, me and Caitlin woke to hear a voice saying "Is there any room in your tent? Min'es flooded out." Gutted for Abby and Ella. Of course, there wasn't any room in our tent, but we squeezed up and Abby came in with us. Lucky her.

The next morning, we packed up and left, carrying on down the river until we came to a waterfall which we climbed up next to. It wasn't a proper track, it seemed to be a psycho guys path, but it was really cool and fun, even if it was so steep you were going backwards and the packs made it interesting. Then we continued tramping and reached the carpark early, about 1.15 for the bus to pick us up and take us home.

It was so much fun, more than I can give it justice in a blog, but I've done my best. good times.

bayla

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