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The not-playing of Vertigo, the last school holidays ever, German exams, and more.

Firstly, a heads-up to all U2 fans! Be aware that a radio station in Liverpool, England are saying they will play Vertigo at 8:20am local time, 17 September. That's 5:20pm here, and very early in the morning in the US. Unfortunately, it will NOT be played. The DJ mixed up his dates and will not be playing it until the official date, 24 September. He says absolutely NO-ONE will have a copy until the date. Sigh; I was rather looking forward to hearing Vertigo, but at least this DJ was honest enough to acknowledge his error and offer a clear correction.

To be perfectly honest, I'll be pissed if it doesn't leak before the 22nd. I really do not want to go to Melbourne without Vertigo, and waiting until I get home to hear it isn't that appealling to me. And no, I'm not going to listen to the radio. I'm not going to listen to hours upon hours of CRAP (because that's what radio is) just on the off chance they MIGHT play Vertigo. Knowing my luck, I'd tune into the one station that won't play it anyway, and I'd be stuck listening to the most awful rap, pop, or poser rubbish for a few hours. That said, if there are any non-crap radio stations in Melbourne, let me know and I may consider breaking my ban on listening to the radio. Even better, I would love and adore forever anyone who could burn me a copy of Vertigo and meet me on the 24th to give it to me.

So anyway, I have finished school for the term. These are my last school holidays EVER. Wow. That's quite a pleasant thought. And I just realised something. Today is 16 September; I graduate on 19 November. I only have two months and three days left, and I think I could just about throw a huge celebration. Two months and six days until we can find out How To Dismantle An Atomic Bomb!

To say I am excited would be an understatement.

The writing task was first up, and for the first time ever, we were actually allowed to use a dictionary. That rule should have been brought in years ago. Considering how the topic was totally NOT what I expected, that saved my butt in a big way. The first topic was simply impossible, considering what I studied, and the second was far too confining. I had to scrap almost everything I prepared and went from scratch, and somehow, I managed to ramble on long enough to read the word limit with a stack of time to spare. That really surprised me. I'm hoping I've managed to keep my A.

After that was the reading exam, and I found that to be pretty easy on the whole, besides an unclear section of dialogue we had to deal with. Again, I'm hoping I kept my A. Listening came next, and we really struck it lucky in that my teacher read them all instead of using any cassettes. I think that one went very smoothly and I've definitely made up for the disaster that was last term. Speaking was the final exam, and I was really eager to get on holidays so I nominated to go first. That was definitely a good idea, and it went very well on the whole, although it feel apart at the end when I had major trouble making small talk and totally misinterpreted one thing my teacher said. Oh well. I'm still hopeful for an A, though probably in the A- range.

aaron_3521, don't get cocky just yet.

I must say that the theme tune Edge recorded for the new Batman series is a nice piece of work, even if it isn't the most awe-inspiring guitar playing in the history of the world. Leave your e-mail address for an MP3.

Observation from today that I feel is worthy of making my journal: "Fifty thousand people die in Darfur, it's not really covered. Nine people die in a terrorist attack and it's all over the news. Yeah, because that's so much more important than over eighteen months of genocide, isn't it?"
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