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Sunday, January 18 - Yo boy. Yo girlI think it is time for a blog updating session... it is time for template-fucking... (as kitty kindly calls it)... hehehehehe... I've technically already blogged today... because I posted at 1.30 or something this morning... god i need a social life... today I woke up at around 1 something... then I got up, dressed, opened my box of text books for next year which i found on my desk, ate a carrot, went surfing on the net for a little bit, and then read some more of my book... I'm reading while i live... ive read it once before... tis a good book... I have decided that for my birthday this year... I want a Hobbit... hehehehehe... Argh... i'm still coughing a little bit... i was coughing while i was reading last night and mum yelled at me to get into bed... But i was IN BED!!!!! Meanwhile she was in the lounge room watching a movie... grrrrrrr... she slept in the lounge room last night... and she slept on the couch the first night we were in Berra... It's not nice to kill people just to get what u want... I need to write a better introduction to my blog... let me think about this... see if i can recreate some of that creative spark i seemed to have in computing when we were doing our (or should I say helani's) eduweb. Choice one: Hello. I am a pickpocket. My name is Griff. Hello. I am a bartender. My name is Ralph. Hello. I am a stripper. My name is Pansy. Hello. I am a surfer. My name is Ahrnold. Hello. I am a blogger. My name is Wilson. Hello. I am a Kiwi. My name is Travolte. Hello. I am a writer. My name is missing. Hello. Choice two: I would like to bow and welcome you to my blog. But I don't like to bow because it wrecks my hair. And I don't want to welcome you to my blog because I have false teeth. And I once saw this car sitting by the side of the daor. And I was really confused. Because it was backwards. But not all things revolve around me. No, but everything that doesn't isn't here so if u are here and looking for something that doesn't you have come to the wrong place because it isn't here if it doesn't. Go go gadget chopper. Choice three: I can see you. But this isn't about you... I can smell dinner. But this isn't about dinner... I can taste paint. But this isn't about paint... I can feel hate. But this isn't about hate... I can hear thoughts. But this isn't about thoughts... I can be me. And this is about me. Choice four: This is me. I am the frog that has not yet been kissed by her prince and turned into a princess. But I don't mind being a frog. I'm a blue frog. Coz the water is cold. And the sand is hot. But there is a suprizing lack of sand in my castle. This is my blog. The blog that has not yet been read by the prince and turned into a beautiful castle. The frog's blog. Choice five: Down the rabbit hole. Ewwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwww. I don't wanna go down a rabbit's hole. Ewwwwwwwwwwwwwww. Argh, grossing myself out here. This sucks. Maybe I should just quit while i'm ahead. But then i'd have to make the effort to get ahead first. And I soooooo don't wanna be doing that while i'm thinking about a rabbit's hole. Argh!!! Why am I making everything dirty. Haven't I had enough of this torture. Bring out the hand cuffs and take me away. Argh!!! Handcuffs... nooooo... thinking more dirty things... Life sucks... argh!!! Sucks... I can't take much more of this. I'm going now... argh!!! going-coming... why is my mind being so mean to me. Must get myself away from this place. Choice six: Here's the life of a 16 year old girl who's almost as crazy as she is sane. She reads, writes and everything in between. Wants to go to... *fill_in_the_blanks* I'm bored now... I duno what happened to my Choice #5... got a bit carried away there. Sorry. I need to spend a couple of days on the net now... updating my angelfire account and my tributes and my blog and my website... it's gonna take ages... I'm still not sure what to do with my tributes. I think i'm gonna get rid of my Malcolm and Simpsons ones... because I never really finished them are I couldn't find enough stuff to put on them... So they are gonna be scrapped. Be prepared to say goodbye. Ppl plz pick one of my welcome messages... ooooooo... i'll make them voteable... yes... that's what i'll do... when they're dead... yessssss... she could do it?... i could take it when they're dead... I want to travel. Hope mitchie is having fun. I am going to read. Everything else can wait.  When I grow up... I wanna look at my friends. And I still want them to be my friends.  And I wanna have a job that I like. I don't have to love it. But I have to be able to do it and make enough money and hang out with my friends doing the things that I love when i'm not working.  And I wanna have another go at skiing. Because it's fun. I just don't like the running into random people part. crumble | 4:48 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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