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Monday, January 5 - Microwaves, Malcolm, Mother, Mystical codestones and a Movie Oh My God.I am sick... I am dying... I can't feel my nose and for the past two days my eyes have been watering and i've been coughing my lungs out... why? you ask... well... i haven't the faintest idea why... but it's probably punishment for having a good holidays so far... damnit... oh well... I found this cool game website through this weird blog i started reading for no apparent reason... it twas interesting... I want to go to sleep on my bed but we moved my desk around so my crap is all over my bed which means there is no room for me... not good... Mother and I went to ikea yesterday... how cool is ikea... we were walking around and we didn't end up buying anything except lunch which cost $2 for a hotdog and a can of drink... not bad... we were looking for a stand or something to put my tv on... I found these very very cute teenie weenie tables which i really like coz they're colorful... but I don't think we'll end up with one of them because they didn't have any shelves or anything... I'm thinking of something low and black which'll fit under my window that also has space for nicknacks and a dvd player... [i'm trying, i'm trying]... I just found a mystical codestone on the floor... very cool!  ... anyway, mitchie's gone out with some friends again... i'm the one sitting at home trying to breathe but having some trouble... normally it's him... I have 2 episodes of DA to watch before i've seen all the ones I want to twice... Apparently Jenna's coming back a week from yesterday... so I think i have to tape one more eppy of Gilmore Girls for her... just thought u should know that...Mum wants to go down to Canberra this holidays like always... she wants to go next week, after mitchie's gone to Egypt... so then it'll only be me and folks... oh god... how fun is that gonna be... I am gonna be so bored... and the plates that came with the apartment are metal and cause sparks when u put them in the microwave... so damn annoying... Anyway, i'll go without complaints just because i'm the perfect child that i am... okay, maybe a few complaints... but maybe I can take my bike down or something... and go riding or something... Mother is going to see cheaper by the dozen with me... hopefully it'll be good... i can compare notes with doris after we see it... I need a phone call... somebody call me... but not right now... coz malcolm is starting soon... maybe I should msg the twins... yes, i'll do that... crumble | 7:22 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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