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Sunday, November 23 - Evil blah sleep now! Well...I was a teenie bit hysterical today... I think I need to cry... coz everytime I start thinking about something remotely sad my eyes start to water... and every time I start laughing lots and lots my eyes start to water... yes... interesting... I have officially decided that next year I will be totally fucked... not literally... I mean like at school and stuff... I reckon ill have some problems making friends and ill miss my old ones... and yes I mean OLD ones... meaning PAST FRIENDS... I am almost sure that I will never talk to any of my friends again next eyar because they will be too far away and everything will be too complicated and I will be too lazy. So... this week my life ended on a high note... But this year will end on an extreemly low note... and I don't know how long Ill be able to hold my breath for... England won the Rugby... everyone was watching at Rach's... even me... and I have no interest whatsoever in any sport of any kind... It was damn close though so I don't mind loosing that much... at least we beat New Zealand and France... makes me feel a whole lot better... nothing wrong with loosing to England... Par-tay : Pizza, Pineapple, Potato chips, Paper plates, Purple and pinstripe tablecloth, Pepsi, Punch : Pass the Parcel, Pin the tail on the Pony, Parade, : Present, Police man, Pineapple, Pedestrian crossing, Psycho, Peter Pan, Pregnant, Proud parent, Private school girl, Pocohontas : Photo frame, Photos I have started writing a new fanfic... so far it's called Me&Taz... but It will be changed sometime soon maybe... I'm still in chapter one and introductions... but it will get better... hopefully... It's about a girl... and her cousin Taz... and their adventures in a place called Wonderland... nah JK... "Ill be right behind you" "Literally" "Alarm clock, right. Okay, fist, time to prove your worth and earn your keep on the bottom of my arm. Raise up. A little higher… okay. Position yourself over the noisy mechanical shite. Now propel yourself downward. A quick pain, a satisfying crunch. Aah. Something violent: accomplished. I should probably get up, though. A pity if the clock died for nothing. Time to get vertical." ~ Blooming Career (By Chapstick) There was all this hair caught around my earings which I found when I took them out for once... very ewwwwwwwwww... It wrapped around and around and around... it'd all got caught in my earings and i'd broken the hair to pull it out... grrrrrrrrrr... evil... blah blah blah... crumble | 1:03 am
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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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