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Wednesday, September 7 - Sausages. Drama is starting to give me the S.H.I.T.S. I'm sick of just playing silly little games, I want to do theory. Okay, so I know i'm the only person in the class who wants to do theory (seriously, no exaggeration, the ONLY) and whatever I say I will be greatly outnumbered but I want to learn. Do they understand that we have two weeks of school left? And we have not even started reading The Caucasian Chalk Circle. Neither have we started revising No Sugar, which I would really like to do since I only got a 16.5 on my trial. I want 19s on my exams, but only if I can't get 20s.And no I do not put too much pressure on myself. Dayne thinks i'm the Maths building. I don't know whether to be insulted or flattered. Lol. And I'm a knee. And i'm a renovation magazine. And i'm a slipper of some sort but I don't remember. Skipped Maths and Business to watch the Year 11 production today. It was excellent. Dayne, Josh and Jasha and I were the only year 12s there. The rest of the audience was year 10. Oh, it was hilarious. I absolutely loved it. The more my parents bug me about studying, the less I want to study. Dad regailed us this aftenoon about one of his classes at university, doing his Masters, I think it was in microeconomics, 17 people in the class of 18 failed, while he got a High Distinction. Yes. That is what I live with. He's very smart, and he works all the time, and he expects me to be the same. I don't think he expects the same of mitchie, probably coz I took to school better than he did when I was younger. Am I crazy by the fact that I think dying makes life interesting. On a bored day I would think, even hope, of myself dying, just to make life more interesting. I don't mean in any way that I would or could possibly off myself. No i'm talking bout disease, car accidents, organ failure, accidental gun fire, death by stoning, that kind of thing. Tom's back. He's okay, they didn't have to operate or anything. Mum told me not to ask how they dislodged the bones stuck in his bowel. Don't ask. Don't ask. Don't ask. Whats for dinner? crumble | 6:56 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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