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Friday, September 12 - I am sleepy... I am bored... we went out last night... didn't get home till quater past 1... I fell asleep in the car twice on the way... blogger has changed slightly... added in as little "Post options" tab on this screen i'm typing in at the moment... the options are like "draft" and stuff like that... cool... um... I don't really feel like posting... i've just spent like an hour editing murry and helz' blogs... I changed the fonts on murry's... hope she likes it... and I edited the tagboard a bit on helz'... it's being really annoying... I duno y it's spread out and stuff... grrrrrrrrr... I should be editing MY template... but mine's fine for the moment...My brother was trying on his old yr 10 formal suit... he was seeing if it still fit him... well... i like it... i think it's pretty... i tried it on... i don't mind the jacket... but the pants didn't fit... grrrrrrr... its my hips... not good in mens pants... neway... i have my own black pants which i happen to be wearing at the moment so i was thinking about wearing my pants and his coat to the formal... hehehehe... i'd look very different... um... so yeah... it means that i'd have to find a nice top to wear under... coz we figured that i'd take off the jacket in like 20mins... so i'd have to have a nice top on underneath... i'm thinking something black/gold... sorta yeah... and i don't want it to have a low neck... if u haven't already noticed i'm avoiding dress shopping... i don't want to wear a dress... for a number of reasons 1) they r way too expensive and i'd only wear it once 2) u also have to buy shoes and they all look ugly 3) they r all tiny... and all my friends are tiny... and i'm not tiny... and it's fucking annoying... *watched self-esteem drop to the floor and keep lowering*... coz I want to be tiny... actually, not tiny... I want to be thin... that would be nice... and since all the dresses are made for skinny girls none of them would look any good on me... so i'd feel bad... and look shit... and i don't want to be fat anymore... i'm fucking sick of it... okay... so i got it better than some people... i'm not terribly humungus... but still... and i know that figures show that 50% of Australians are too fat... i know that... but I DONT WANT TO BE ONE OF THAT 50%!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!... Being my size wrecks your confidence... coz people don't look at u... everyone says i'm huggable... and i refrain from telling them it's because of my layers of padding beneath my skin... it's annoying... my mum was tiny... we have photos of her when she was a lot younger and she was skinny as a rake... it's annoying... Bloody blogger... i'm now all depressed... this is sooooooooooo annoying... I really should not own a pocket knife... i'm bored again... just did a quiz...  Bring Me To Life Your Lyrics How can you see crumble | 8:58 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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