▲▲▲: a month-and-a-half long realisation

So after a rather long month-and-a-half long hiatus, I am once again back to be the heart and soul of my total of zero readers. Welcome back Winona I hear your myriad of voices shouting. Well thanks. So what's been up in my life? I could probably sit here and write about how bitter and disappointing my life has been, but I won't. My experiences recently have made me realise that there's a lot more to life than a mere prefecture of high school. I know many people are pulling hair out, shouting at school-aged kids across the road 'just casually' and expressing their general disdain at some particulars in the prefect body. But I can honestly now say that this is my suicide note. Jokes bro. Would never do that. (But really guys, congrats, all them haters gon' be hating)
I am currently bathing in the aftermath of a PISSS... (post InternationalScienceSchool syndrome in case you didn't know). Now, whilst the fascinating elements of particle physics & its interactive gluons and muons and assortments of quarks and their interaction may excite some to such an amass as one sixth of an orgasm, it utterly bored me to the core. I confess I slept through, or wanted to sleep, about 99% of those lectures that we were forced to attend. Activities were exciting (amazing race, oh yeah). I am not your usual nerd obviously. Here's a few points I learnt from my fourteen days staying at the Women's College:

Hand Sanitise every opportunity you get. Before breakfast, after breakfast, at any lectures, activities, before lunch, dinner & also after
NEVER EVER tell anyone you fell asleep during a lecture. Simply nod and agree and say something generic like 'Oh that lecture was so interesting, the neurons in my brain were firing like an extreme AK-47. Yeah....'
If you ever get provided packed lunches, or recesses(biccies, apples, drinks), pull an AlexYip and remember to take several portions i.e. 8 Juice Poppers and/or 3 Chicken Baguettes
If you need to take a shit in the dorm. Always, always lock the door to the bathroom. It's very awkward for anyone who is brushing their teeth to stand there for a few minutes listening to either silence whilst you hold your shit in or the loud gushing sound of your shit plonking into the toilet.
Always remember your door card/lanyard (or get charged $2). Treat it as your life.
If having to eat rice every day for lunch & dinner bores you. Try cereal. They provided at least 12 different types.
Your bed moves a lot. Definitely not the place to bring a girl home. Instead, try the floor as a viable option.
Stay away from the chick who doesn't wash their hands & licks whole tazos.

So, as you can see, I learnt a jolly lot from the ISS.

No, but in all seriousness. It was a great opportunity, and I'm very glad I was able to go. I miss all the friends I made, all the nights out to city (oh, btw, I can now play pool to a pretty good standard, aren't girls who can pool just the hottest?), and just chilling.

Anywho, here's some pics to keep your eyes at ease.