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Wednesday, August 6 - The end is near... should I get my ears done? My blog now has comments!!!!!!! Soooooooo cool!!!!!! I've gotta check the actual comment pages... like the format the stuff like that but it should be cool! mwahahahaha az... I did it b4 u... I'm not gonna tell u how... hehehehe... i'm so bloodthirsty... heheheheHow cool is that song? the one I put the lyrics up too... oooooooo... I love the clip... Evanescence seems to be extreemly cool... hehehehehe... I've been thinking... and I seem to have realised my own week spot... I seem to get really angry when i'm telling the truth and people don't believe me... it gets me really riled up... and when someone keep saying something that is not tru and they won't listen to me... hmmmmmmmmmm... but they're like the only wo things that make my angry... hmmmmm... Okay... let me tell you the end of the story but in less detail than the first bit... I've just walked into the hall... I hug some of my friends and stand with them... the herald (old man with stick... he's like the leader/king thing) introduces me to the prince of the town (of course there's gonna be a prince. Duh!)... I'm talking to him and some of my friends when I look out the window... I can see tracks through the snow from the place where we came onto the surface to the doors of the hall... The Herald opens the doors on the other side of the room and the two teams walk in... snow and ice blowing in with them... the two leaders quickly speak to the herald and soon their teams dispatch... and join the feasts... the Herald comes over and tells me that we will be having a service to remember everybody who died... So after we eat breakfast/brunch meal we go and stant outside in the snowy courtyard and acknowledge everyone who died. It takes hours and when we finally finish it's already dark... Everyone is crying... except me (coz i'm special and the main character duh!)... We go back into our rooms to go to bed... on my way I pass the guy who delivered the food to my room before (i'm calling him Daniel now)... I say hello to him, he smiles... I keep walking down the corridoor by myself... half lost, half curious to explore... I turn down a corridoor to my left, now on the other side of the city... the corridoor is dim, candles are attached to the walls but they barely glow... I walk slowly down, at the end of the corridoor is a door, wooden... I reach out my hand to push it open when a loud booming voice sounds "come in"... I'm startled but I push open the door slowly... the room is dark, there are no windows... something I noticed from walking around so much... there are only windows on one side of the city... There is a man sitting on a chair at a desk... he seems to be reading something and he doesn't look up... "Hello?" I whisper He doesn't answer I take a step closer and repeat myself The man is old, very old, his frail frame bent over the slowly dying candle. I take a few steps forward and stop between him and the door. He places the paper he was reading back on his desk. He looks up at me through his old dirty glasses... "You're finally here" he says I look at him, clearly confused "I expected you to be older" I keep staring at him. He looks back at his desk and picks up the old paper he was reading. He hands it to me. "If you can solve this. I will tell you how to get home" He turns back around in his chair and keeps reading papers. I take the paper and walk out of the room. Outside the door I run into the Herald... He asks me what I was doing in that room. I tell him I was just looking around. He eyes me suspiciously... I walk off in the direction I hope is my room. In my room I sit down on my bed, my eyes trail over the worn paper in my hands. On it is scribbled a picture. A triangle with four smaller triangles inside. There are letters written inside each one x,s,d,o... I look at the scribbled writing all over the page, three different styles of handwriting... One seems to be the original writer, the person who wrote out the puzzle in the first place, the other two seem to be people before me who tried to solve the puzzle... I close my eyes for a second, to be woken in the morning by a knock at my door... My subject choices for yr 11 and 12 Yr 11: (need 12 units) : 3 unit english : 2 or 3 unit maths : Legal studies : Art/Drama : Photography : Yr 12:: (need 10 units) :: 4 unit english :: 2 or 3 unit maths :: Art/Drama I think I might get my ears pearced... I know i'm a bit slow and stuff... but I think i might... but the problem with doing that is that people will then buy u earings for ur birthday... and I don't want earings for my birthday... so hopefully if I get them done like soon... then people will forget about them by my birthday... ets think... u have to leave them in for 6 weeks right... sooooo... my birthday is in 63 days... which is 9 weeks... seemingly... and if people buy presents about a week before the actual birthday... I then have 2 weeks for everyone to forget... nah, not long enough... but I don't wanna wait till after my birthday... coz then I got netball... and u havta take them out now... which is annoying... I have more story to write... but I'm gonna do it later coz i've been on the net for hours... and I need to do my homework... plz comment... coz commenting is cool... heheheheh... luv ya crumble | 12:10 pm
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DOB: 8th of October COUNTRY: Australia & Kangaroos
FAMILY: Mum, Dad, Mitchie, Claudia PETS: Tom the Sexy Beast FEELING:   
likes... buffy the vampire slayer, greys anatomy, glass house, kumars at #42, spicks and specks, west wing, angel, gilmore girls, dark angel, firefly, stargate, lord of the rings, star wars, the simpsons, crossing jordan, tru calling, ally mcbeal, bradley whitford, dominic monaghan, david wenham, rupert grint, james masters, anthony stewart head, elvis, hilary duff, evanescence, good charlotte, the whitlams, machine gun fellatio (the band), my baby tom, writing, singing in the shower, playing pool, netball, basketball, exams, tidying, chinese food (lemon chicken, sizzling steak, chicken and sweet corn soup, san choi bow, spring rolls, prawn chips), my old friends, my new friends, my other friends, my box, my papyrus, my faerie picture, mount caules story. 
 dislikes... bugs, honey, insects that she thinks are poisonous (all of them!), marmalade, studying, not knowing things, not being able to splel, the english curriculum, vacuuming, the beach, being on stage and not knowing what to do, shopping, gross things, vegemite, olives, dark chocolate, flower smells, the hsc, beetroot, my boobs, pickles, people picking their noses, half-eaten food, playing drama games all lesson and not doing any work, my father nagging me to study when I am indeed studying, my father nagging me to study when I am indeed doing something other than studying, losing money, being fat, when the tv times change and you don't know, mornings, being lonely. |
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