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Wednesday, January 19 - FAT! YOU ARE ALL FAT! Omg i have had the weirdest day today... beginning with last night, but was technically today coz it was just past midnight... and it wasn't even that weird... i just thought it was weird...I woke up just in time for lunch... lol... ate lunch, which was yucky coz i dont like many foodies... um... then... i... did... stuff... um... i'm trying to remember... i watched Firefly, i went on the interenet for an extended period of time... then mum wanted me to go out... so we went out to the shops... she wanted to go to the shoe shop coz we have a voucher from the $40 boots that broke when i went to see the village... i loves very much those boots... but i only found one shoe i mildly liked and monique was working there and i dont like her very much anymore so mummy and me left the store coz of stuff without buying shoes... she didn't want me to buyish the ones i kindaish liked a bit coz they were 35$ and i dont think hse wanted a $5 credit voucher for a show shop... Coz the video shop was down the path way thingey we went there and got videos... and dvds... the weekly's were 7 for $10 so we got 7 of them... two hamlets... wanna come over and watch them stpehy? We got the one with the guy that we've seen in class... Mel Gibson and the two-video Kenneth Branagh one... is that the one we watched in class and hated? I dont remember coz i wasnt there, i was doing drama coz we were all stressed like a stress ball.. So anyway then my stomach was saying "owwww" to me but it was only a little bad so we went up to the shops and into Myer to get our Dirty vouchers turned into real little boys... so that took a long time and i was hurting bad and it was really hot and i was sweating and felt light headed and so then we did the voucher thingey then we went home... and my stomach kept talking to me... it always does the most talking on day 3... i'm not sure why... it does a little talking on day -1 and day 1 but then it kinda just starts screaming at me... so we went home and i fell into my bed and my bed was kinda comfy but i wasnt feeling happy enough to appreciate that so i lyed in my bed and it was comfy and stuff and mummy put on a video on my video player in my room that is connected to me tv... i mean the video player is connected to the tv, not the room, the tv is in the room though so i suppose they are connected spiritually... anyway... i took some pills that were little and round and white... why are most pills white? its kinda medical colour and stuff... except on scrubs... on scrubs the people seem to be much more colourful than other medical programs like ER... except for the blood... there's generally less blood on scrubs... or like no blood on srcubs... maybe the make up for the less blood-colour on the show by making the show more colourful... interesting thought that, my wrist is hurting... some pills that were little and round and white... and i drank them with water and it was wet... the water, not the pills... and then mummy put on american pie, the wedding which is an absolutely crap movie compared to the first two... but anyway i watched it and laughed and thought some parts were gross and stuff but i watched it and sat through the gross stuff... well lyed through it actually... and then i was feeling better... after the movie about the pie i attempted to watch crossroads on dvd coz i thought it was gonna be hillarious but it had lots of scratches and it didn't work so i took it out of my computer and i put in raising helen and watched that and that was cool and then it was like 2hrs later then when i had started the movie and then i watched wimbleden... we have power chord issues in my house... my power chord is broken... so we have three laptops and two powerchords... mitchie is generally mean and doesn't let me borrow his unless he's not there and i take it while hes back is round the back way and dont tell him afterwards coz that would spoil everything... because my computer is so bogus its battery power jumps from 50% down to 3% instead of going to 49% etc etc etc... so my battery lasts for about 30, maybe 40 minutes... so when i watch movies i must have the power chord but dad was on the internet so he wanted it coz his computer was going dark and he couldn't see the shares bounce up and down in the wrong ways he wants them too... Soooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo... i'm a little bit high at the moment... coz i was feeling bad and now i'm not feeling anything... i got my special pen that writes on stuff and u cant see the writing and i was writing on stuff... generally my arm... i dont remember what i wrote... mainly something about me being fat... i wonder if i'm getting fatter... its probably not something you'd notice... i think i generally stay around the same fat weight range but maybe fat is fat and i wouldnt realise if todays fat is different to yesterdays fat or tomorrows fat..., and i'm trying to say fat a heaps because there's nothng wrong with the word fat... does fat mean bigger than you're supposed to be... and by bigger i mean fatter but i can't use the word fatter in a description of the word fat because its just not right... I also wrote something about new york and i wrote the word fuck on my foot... such an angry person i am... anyway... hopefully it'll come off at some point... oh and i drew over my veins so when u shine the light on them they're like really really blue... but i messed it up a bit so i'll do it better next time if next time is easier than when i did it this time... I wish i was crazy... actually i'm acting abit crazeeeee at the moment... for the only reason of the drugs i suppose... bit high...a nd why ist my mousic working? argh, its really nooying... oh and i was watching wimbledon and i was eating cocopops out of the cereal container box shaped thingey with a spoon and drinking coke... and i wonder why i'm fat... fat fat fat fat... and i have pimples... i'm very luckily, i never have heaps at the one time... but i have a few at the moment and they're driving my brain crazy... well the hopeful part of my brain..., it's sitting there hoping that if they go away i'll be pretty... argh... fat i forgot to call joy again... whops... i have to call her tomorrow... actually i should say tonight coz its technically tomorrw now coz its later than yesterday... Omg i'm so lazy... no wonder i'm fat... instead of reading harry potter 4, i'm listening to it on cd that i didn't even buy... lol... pete burned it for me... is it burned? or burnt? of burn't? i'm gonna say burnted... Mohk... crumble | 11:50 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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