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Friday, July 29 - K.K. Santa? is that you? Uh... yeah... and... that... kinda... so... huh... mhm...I think it's ironic that the travel agent is going on holidays. Maybe the humour is just me... but anyway. I've probably mentioned before that Dad's latest hobby is booking a holiday for him and mum, okay multiple holidays. They're going to Cairns and Alice at the end of the year, Hong Kong after that, and Next year they're doing a massive trip away for three months. So I'm really really hoping that I can drive by then. Argh. Anyway Dad was just on the telephone to the travel agent about some stuff. After he got off the phone Dad told me that the travel agent offered him a job. Lol. They said because he was so good at the planning he could have a job. Lol. And they're apparently pasting the big trip mum and dad are doing on the wall for other people to have a look at. Lol. It's hilarious. Today wasn't as bad as yesterday... Made a couple of hundred bucks, selling drugs of course! Duh! Spent most of ancient history throwing little balls of paper at chris, trying to get his attention but it didn't work for ages! I threw a star sahar made at him which said "Hi" on one side and "KB4CH" on the other. KB is Keira... heheheh, I never told her... hehehe, and CH is Chris. I just remembered, at Maureen's art thingo my mum came and afterwards she asked who the guy there was. She said "was that Rosie's brother" hehehehehehe... ahahaha, thats so funny. And I said "No, thats Michael" and she's like "oh". Lol. It was really funny. It's taken me almost 13 years but finally I have stopped caring about school. Perfect timing I think. When I was little I used to Enjoy school. But since 3/4 of the way through year 4 I haven't really put much effort in at all. Printing massive amounts of Ancient History notes. I think i'm ruining the new printer cartridge and i'm doing it all on orange paper coz we don't have much white left. Argh... so how is your life? Going to see a play tonight... don't know how it'll be. Going by myself coz i'm such a loner. Got a subscription to the local theatre. Last play I absolutely loved and then made Joy go again with me... "Kiss the Villain", hehehehe. I should go get ready. I have an hour. But i'm enough of a woman for it to take me that long to get ready. There better be one Krispy Kreme doughnut left when I go to the kitchen! My plan is to leave it there for ages so everyone looks at it but isn't allowed to eat it. Hehehe! I'm so cruel. The Devil's Song. crumble | 4:42 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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