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Wednesday, October 13 - i threw up buffy I lie on my bed. The air conditioning is on. The fan is on. It's hot. I lie on top of the covers. The fan makes me cold. I lie under the covers. The doona makes me hot. I sweat. I lie on top of the covers. The sweat gives me chills. Its cold but its hot.I'm sick... I feel acomplished to say that out of the first three days of year 12 i've been at school for one day and one period. Argh... I stayed at home today... because i'm sick. My throat is killing me. My head feels like it's going to explode and last night I threw up all the food i'd eaten yesterday. I'd forgotten how gross throwing up was. On the bright side i've watched the following movies between Monday and now. : Underworld : 2 weeks notice : The day after tomorrow : Uptown Girls : School of Rock and i'm about to watch Love Actually when mum gets off the phone... We borrowed them from my Cousin on monday who has so many DVD's its not funny. He's got buffy through to season 5. So next time Mum goes over to Nan's i've asked her to borrow some for me. I think i should be at school tomorrow... My throat is getting better this afternoon and I still can't talk properly but my head seems better too. You know that feeling when anything touches you and it just hurts. Like if someone puts their hand on your arm it hurts. Or your clothing hurts where it touches you. I fell asleep when i got home yesterday... probably at about 3:45 or something... I slept until 6pm, then i got up, went for a walk around the house, ate my cold afternoon tea, refused dinner, I stayed up for a bit then... until about 7. @ 7:30 I proceded to throw up my cold afternoon tea after spending half an hour sitting in the bathroom feeling sick. I then went to bed. I woke up at 1am, the house was dark and everybody was asleep. I couldn't sleep for a while. But eventually I dozed off, only to wake at 6am, fall asleep again and wake at 7:30 when mum came in my room to see if I was okay. I've been alternating between watching movies and sleeping all day. I ate half a hamburger for lunch. It tasted a bit gross. I hope i'm not going to throw it up tonight. I think i'm sick... So in the christmas holidays i am planning a buffy marathon. Whoever wants to is going to come over to my house and we are going to lie in the lounge room and watch as many episodes of buffy as we can. It may take a couple of days... well lets work it out... 7 seasons... 22 episodes a season... take away the ads thats about 18 hours a season. 7 times 18. would actually work out to be about a week if you add in some time for sleeping and eating etc etc. Its a long time. But that is a sacrafice i am willing to make. crumble | 5:03 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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