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Saturday, October 2 - Guess who's back. Back again. I am back. Dont tell anyone or i'll kick ur arse!

IT IS TIME TO BLOG!

I've been reading old blog posts... and i've been missing the nonsense posting that i used to do... you know just writing stuff... whatever makes sense... changing the subject suddenly... putting in poems or songs or stuff...

Bring it on is on tv... i would be watching it but we've got it recorded off tv from last time it was on... I bought Lake Placid on DVD for $10 at the shops the day before yesterday... i like that movie... even though nobody else does... i still remember seeing it at the movies... we sat in the back row... and we sat ON the backs of the seats... so we were really high... it was really cool...

I'm going through this really philosophical thinking at the moment... the grammar in that sentence was terrible... anyway... i have decided that i believe in nothing... i have decided that nothing is real... with all this post-modern thinking "every text is a construction" and all that shit... its making me think that everything is worthless... kinda Nihilistic but not really... I'm kind of believing that this is MY world... the world i'm living in... i think that other people are all living in THEIR worlds... which are completely different to my world... because of the way they think and the choices they make... this way of thinking gives me some kind of power... this is MY world... it's not yours its MINE. So i can do what i want... and it revolves around me... does that make sense? it does to me... if ur not sure u can ask me...

Jash and Steph have been begging for my blog addy... I gave it to the boy but the girl went offline before i could... so hi to both of them... "Hi"... peter has a blog... so does jash and steph now... tim used to have one but he doesnt post anymore... stephen closed his... michael has a Lj which are the mortal enemies of blogs but he posts so its all good...

So... i just ate dinner... now im feeling sick... maybe i should just stop eating... then maybe my body would eat my arse... hehehee... thats a quote from bring it on... well its not actually a "quote" but its the gist... i bought clothes yesterday... well mum bought me clothes... and now that i think about it it wasn't yesterday... it was the day before yesterday... yesterday i went to the movies with joy... we saw Cinderella Story... it was tiring... we walked around a lot... i spent so much money its not funny...
: movie ticket
: CD for Joy
: thickshake and cinnamon scroll
: burger and chips
: fanta from yoko
: m&m's
: two folders
: pack of 10 pens
: paper
: wuthering heights

So i cracked two $50 notes which is depressing... but mum is going to pay me back for the book... and maybe the folders if i beg her... I got birthday money in cards from people... but I got too much from Peter... so i think i will have to kill him... nah im kidding... it was really nice of him but $40 is a bit overboard...

I dont remember things... i reviewed a story a long time ago... and I just read the review... and i dont remember writing it... or even reading the story...

So now im angry... why? no reason in particular but i have just decided to crack a little shit... YOU DO NOT MAKE FUN OF PEOPLE AS A JOKE. YOU DO NOT PUT PEOPLE DOWN FOR FUN. YOU DO NOT SAY A DAMN THING BAD ABOUT ANOTHER LIVING HUMAN ON THE PLANET EVEN IF YOU HATE THEM AND THINK THAT THEY ARE FULL OF SHIT. ITS JUST NOT CRICKET YOU BASTARDS.

I REFUSE TO READ, LISTEN TO OR WATCH THE NEWS EVER AGAIN. ITS ALL A CROCK OF SHIT.

I'm singing songs from Chicago... "start the car i know a would be spot where the gin is cold and the piano's hot. Its just a noisy hall where there's a nightly brawl, and all, that Jazzzzzzzzzzzzz"

Six days until my birthday... oh dear... i dont want to be seventeen... its old... i want to be five again...

It feels good to be blogging again... its the holidays... but after next week I will be in year 12... and i shouldn't be blogging... i should be studying... but i want to document my life as a year 12er... i think that'd be cool... in many years to come i can look back and read my blog... maybe i should print it off and keep a hard copy just in case of emergencies...

Found this on my computer...

All I really want to do is sit in my room with the curtains drawn for days on end. Not having to think about anything. Not having to worry about anything. Not having to worry about anyone. I hate my life, I hate who I am but most of all I hate the fact that I feel helpless to change anything. I want to stab myself in the chest. I want to hang my neck on a rope. I want to disappear. I want to leave everyone here having a good time and I just want to stop existing. It would probably make life better for a lot of people involved. Make life a bit easier for them. But the sad pathetic fact remains that I cannot change anything I am. I cannot kill myself because being the pathetic person that I am I wouldn't have the guts to do it. Kind of Ironic really. I am filling up this lovely page with my pathetic thoughts when I should be doing my work. But I cannot do it. I am not going to be able to complete this assignment and I am going to fall in a heap. And If I'm falling in a heap this year I have no idea what next year is going to be life. I should probably quit while I'm only a little bit behind. But I know that if I quit I won't be able to do anything I want to anyway. I want something to happen to me. I want to be shot. I want somebody to walk up to me and stab me. I want to go to hospital and just stay there. I don't want to say anything to anyone. I don't want to talk to my family. But when all my friends and family leave (if they even come) I will hide under the covers and just lie there and cry and think. And I want to write stories. Just sit there with a pen and a notepad and I just want to write about amazing things that will never happen to me. I want to write about successful people, and I want to come to terms with the fact that there is no hope for me or my life. It's all over and I'm only 16. I don't know how it ended up like this but it did and I just can't keep doing this.

Figured i should post that before I turn 17... coz then it wouldn't work...

This is hillarious! I think i wrote it... but im not sure... i just think its hillarious...

“Hey!” Harry shouted at the now awake figure “Who the hell are you? Where did you come from? Why are so sleeping in Ron’s bed? And why does my pubic hair grow back so fast?”

Murry do you still have a blog? Can i read it? I should call you... im a bastard... i will i promise... im just a bastard...

One. Penguin on a coaster
Floating inside my drink.
Two. Dolphins on a toaster
Burning quick as you think.

Three. R-S-P-C-A guys
Trying to arrest me.
Four. Fishies with three eyes
Trying to climb a tree.

This. Song is so crappy
So i'm gonna end it now.
But. Just before I leave you
I will say "Bow Wow".

crumble | 7:42 pm

NAME: Crumble, Wilson, Forgie
DOB: 8th of October
COUNTRY: Australia & Kangaroos

SCHOOL: Hogwarts
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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