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Saturday, April 3 - tooooo long for an umbrella! :-o I have things to write about... yes i do...Sleepover Yesterday i went to Annas to hang out... her host parents went out to dinner and her brother and sister stayed at their grandparents house... i didn't actually meet them until the morning and i didn't even see the father or the boy... the little girl... sophia... she's so cute... anyway... we hung out... played jenga... ate pizza... hehehehe... watched George of the Jungle (coz they only have little kids movies) but we didn't really watch it much... I should really change the time on my phone for daylight savings... coz i got confused... hehehehe... Dream Oooooo... last night... i had a cool dream... i dont remember all of it... but i remember a little part... there were these three guys who were playing in a band and apparently they rock... they were only about 14 or something tho... and anyway they were playing on this like hill thing in this huge open area... and apparently i was with my mother and she was going to manage the band... but we were poor and we didn't have any money so we went walking along the front of houses to find something to steal... and all the houses like had their clothes lines out the front of their houses and all their bags and shoes and stuff too... so we found this house with these cool things and we grabbed them and ran... And then we were walking around the place where the band was playing and I had a microphone... and we were walking closer... and i was going to start singing and they were gonna let me join the band coz i sing so well... lol... anyway... and then we were getting closer... and apparently i was the sister of someone in the band but none of the guys were mitchie... and I was trying to learn the words to the song they were singing as we were getting closer... but as mum and i got up to them they'd just finished singing the song and instead of starting again immediately as they had done every other time they stopped and started talking to us... and they were all looking at my top... my monkey top... and i said "okay, everyone stop looking at my chest" and then i turned away a little... The end... I think it's kinda psychological... let me interpret my dream... : The looking at my chest thing is partly from the conversation megan and i had a while ago on the phone... and partly because i was wearing the monkey top yesterday... whoa... coincidence... : The singing is because i secretly wanna sing but i don't think im any good... : The part where they stopped just as i was about to join in with them is symbolic of me not taking chances and going for it... me missing out because im scared of failing... expecially when i sing... : The two songs that they were singing were actual songs... : The stealing stuff is me subconsiously being a stupid cow and thinking i don't get what i want... at least not everything i want... im a bit stuck up... @ least subconsiously... : And the place where we were had a suprising likeness of the U-turn the wheel place where I went last week and my old school friends went this week... it is something i have in common with them related to school... Freaky Thought I had a freaky thought last night... Group Party We had our group party on Friday at lunch... i brought two bottles of drink and thankfully Stephen brought cups so we didn't have to drink from the bottles... we had a stack of food... it was annoying coz Britt was sitting right in front of me and everytime i asked her to pass something she didn't hear me so I ate practically nothing until Sarah moved and i took her spot... I'm still a silent member... Sarah either got a call on her phone or called someone... thats why she moved from her spot... because she was talking... and i looked at her and she was really sad... I hope she didn't break up with Steve... she seemed to like him a lot... Mel went up to talk to her... I was going to but i decided to leave them alone... i don't know her well and it would probably have been better for her just to talk to her best friend... it's a "you know when you're not needed" situation... anyway... she seemed better after a while... I offered her some Doritos but she didn't want any... IPT was pretty nutty after the party... coz we were all on a sugar high... Terry took my computer so I had to sit in the corner... but the corner is nice... out of the way and nobody can see your screen... anyway... we worked on our assignment... Easter Party It should be good... well... hopefully... i've invited lots of people and only three have said that they won't be there... and another two have said they MIGHT be away... wait... thats 5 people... numbers are creeping up... I still duno whether to invite Rishi, Daniel, Jasha and Michael or not... I don't know them too well... they probably wouldn't come if i invited them anyway... so i might invite them just to let them be the bad people and make excuses... hehehehe... devious i am... Britt thinks i like Rishi... I was sitting next to her on the bus but i was talking to Erin who was in the seat behind us... Britt wasn't listening... anyway I was talking about Erin's Shakespeare piece and I said "I loved it"... and Britt turns around and says "Kat loves someone? Who do you love? Is it Rishi?"... now I have no idea where the hell that came from... I wasn't even talking about a someone... and come on... Rishi?... dear god where is the light?... i have never even spoken a word in Rishi's direction... I like nobody at school... they're all pretty daft... I think i got distracted... sorry... Netball We played netball at 1pm today... I played GD, GD, GK, GK... fun fun fun... It was really hot and I got a little hyper so I was talking and making comments and doing weird crap... we were winning... i don't go all happy when we're loosing... we won... 41 to 4... so we won by a little bit... hehehehe... anyway I was making up nicknames for everyone in the team... Gemma = Opal (gemma, gem, gem stone, opal)... Bernie = Bean Sprout (It makes sense I promise!)... Sally = Musty (sally, mustang sally, musty)... and I nicknames my player for 3 quarters Wally... because of her last name... her first name was Melissa... she is 16... everyone else in the team was 14... pretty young... almost feel bad for creaming 'em... almost... lol... i'm so mean... Soft Drink I drink too much soft drink... it's getting to be really bad... but i found Orange Juice in the fridge... and it tastes nummy... so i'm gonna drink that instead... mmmmmm... yum... Meme Rei put this on her blog... so i copied her... hehehe... sorry rei... anyway... here it is... and i promise i didn't change it at all!!!! Rei's got me started on these things... now i'm gonna be doing heaps... don't mind me... Please kill me before I date Justin Timberlake... please... please do... I was just reading murrykins's blog... and it just twigged something in my mind... she mentioned something about being sad after coming home from school... and it sorta got me thinking... last year... i used to come home and be really sad because i was so happy at school all the time... it's kinda like the payment after having fun with your friends... but i've noticed that this year it's different... i haven't come home from school and been really sad about something that happened yet... i haven't been sad about the people or anything... it's weird... but now i feel bad... because the way that sounds is that im getting on with the people at my new school better and stuff... but... it's sooooooooo not like that... i think it might be that i'm not letting myself out at school... i'm not having fun with my friends at school... not running amock... so i don't have to pay for it when i get home... does that make sense? For some stupid reason I think i want to read Lord of the Flies... Jessie did her English Speech on it (well it was actually on the movie but eh) and it sounded kinda interesting... i'm slightly interested in writing a novel on the idea... the whole stranded on an island... The Beach... Cast Away... Holiday... Gilligan's Island... The Nanny... lots of sources... or sauces... Shall I post my Merry and Pippin poem here? No... I think i will not post it here so that you have to go visit my fanfictions to read it... go fetch! SPATULA!!!!!!!!!!! I was fixing my videos and I found a video with : Two episodes of Alias including this season premier : An eppy of SCRUBS! : An eppy of Futurama : An eppy of Who Wants to Marry My Dad : And something else that i can't remember... damnit... And how the hell to u actually spell dammit...????????? tell me... Joya? crumble | 8:42 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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