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So they make a massive deal out of it.
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They're all like OMFG I GOT 1250000 PAGE VIEWS YAY and so I'm more like... "I just hit 500 page views? Yay?" But hey guys, guess what?
OMFG I GOT 500 PAGE VIEWS YAY.
Anyway so the holidays are almost over, which is sadmaking, but they've been very relaxing, which is happymaking.
ALSO I GOT MY L's AND HAVE ALREADY ACCUMULATED NINE HOURS. I'm so pleased with that. I was actually paranoid that I was going to fail the test, even though I had studied really hard. Especially because when doing the actual test, the girl on my left kept being all, "Oh god... Oh god! Oh, godamnit," etc. when she got one wrong. Which was a lot. She failed. Which made me nervous. Then the guy on my right kept swearing like a sailor even when he got one right! Which confused me greatly but still put me even more on edge. In any case, I passed, and went out driving the next day.
Buses are some scary shiz. As are cul-de-sacs.
This weekend's going to be super busy as well. I'm going out driving super early tomorrow morning, then to martial arts, then to walk dogs for monehs, then to HIGH TEA ASDLRJSLFJ WFSDKLFMSKLTJWLFSDJ ; HIGH TEA (I've never been to high tea before. Can you tell I'm excited?) then to some 'Performance Night' party. Then Sunday morning out to the airport at 6:30 to meet my gorgeous gorgeous gorgeous Eliza who's back from New York/London and was away the WHOLE HOLIDAYS. Then to Chatswood for, uh, karaoke. Which will be interesting as I can't hold a tune to save my life.
Have been painting a little recently also, am doing an oil painting of that freaky-ass, yet extremely cool, Cheshire Cat from Tim Burton's Alice in Wonderland. The grey and aqua one? Yah man. It's actually turning out really, really well so far.
Also. DOCTOR WHO. What did you all think, then? Of the finale? I'll admit that I was a leeeeeeeeeeeeetle bit disappointed with it. Not quite as epic as the others. There were some good moments, though, however I STILL do not like River. Never did, doubt I ever will. (Changed my mind about Rory though, he's amazing.) It was a little confusing in places though.
In any case, That's me about to head off into my HSC year. I hope not to make it all about studying though. Whilst I don't plan on a boyfriend or any huge distractions or anything, and while I *am* going to be studying hard, I need to work on relationships with friends, and family, as well as myself. *deep moment*
HOPE EVERYONE'S HOLIDAYS WERE GOOD
OMFG I GOT 500 PAGE VIEWS YAY.
Anyway so the holidays are almost over, which is sadmaking, but they've been very relaxing, which is happymaking.
ALSO I GOT MY L's AND HAVE ALREADY ACCUMULATED NINE HOURS. I'm so pleased with that. I was actually paranoid that I was going to fail the test, even though I had studied really hard. Especially because when doing the actual test, the girl on my left kept being all, "Oh god... Oh god! Oh, godamnit," etc. when she got one wrong. Which was a lot. She failed. Which made me nervous. Then the guy on my right kept swearing like a sailor even when he got one right! Which confused me greatly but still put me even more on edge. In any case, I passed, and went out driving the next day.
Buses are some scary shiz. As are cul-de-sacs.This weekend's going to be super busy as well. I'm going out driving super early tomorrow morning, then to martial arts, then to walk dogs for monehs, then to HIGH TEA ASDLRJSLFJ WFSDKLFMSKLTJWLFSDJ ; HIGH TEA (I've never been to high tea before. Can you tell I'm excited?) then to some 'Performance Night' party. Then Sunday morning out to the airport at 6:30 to meet my gorgeous gorgeous gorgeous Eliza who's back from New York/London and was away the WHOLE HOLIDAYS. Then to Chatswood for, uh, karaoke. Which will be interesting as I can't hold a tune to save my life.
Have been painting a little recently also, am doing an oil painting of that freaky-ass, yet extremely cool, Cheshire Cat from Tim Burton's Alice in Wonderland. The grey and aqua one? Yah man. It's actually turning out really, really well so far.
Also. DOCTOR WHO. What did you all think, then? Of the finale? I'll admit that I was a leeeeeeeeeeeeetle bit disappointed with it. Not quite as epic as the others. There were some good moments, though, however I STILL do not like River. Never did, doubt I ever will. (Changed my mind about Rory though, he's amazing.) It was a little confusing in places though.
In any case, That's me about to head off into my HSC year. I hope not to make it all about studying though. Whilst I don't plan on a boyfriend or any huge distractions or anything, and while I *am* going to be studying hard, I need to work on relationships with friends, and family, as well as myself. *deep moment*
HOPE EVERYONE'S HOLIDAYS WERE GOOD
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So.
1 min read
I'm pretty happy with my life at the moment.
And I'm pretty damned chuffed about that fact.
Family is good.
Friends are excellent.
Work ethic is improving.
Music is lovely.
Books are captivating.
Piggy-bank is full.
The future looks promising.
Hope all's good for the rest of you as well.
And I'm pretty damned chuffed about that fact.
Family is good.
Friends are excellent.
Work ethic is improving.
Music is lovely.
Books are captivating.
Piggy-bank is full.
The future looks promising.
Hope all's good for the rest of you as well.
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Pinatas
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So my birthday is coming up. I don't know whether to be excited or subdued about it. For the last few years it seems that just before my birthday, I lose someone close to me. That's been the last three years, and this year is no exception.
In just under a year I'll be 18. That's going to mean so many new pressures, pressure to drink, pressure to vote, pressure to be more responsible, pressure for the HSC, looming pressure to move out of home, pressure for Uni, even pressure to smoke/do drugs/other illegal things, since I'll technically be an adult. I think I quite like my sheltered little bubble of 16-ness
It's also just going to be another reason for my parents to be even more on my case and give me even more responsibility and expect me to do more and be more. I'm struggling to deal with them as it is.
The main thing on my mind, though, is how few people I am close to seem to know when my birthday is. There are so many people I care about, and am close to, that I'm fairly certain haven't got a clue that it's my birthday soon, let alone the date. It's either that they don't know, or they don't care.
On the other hand, though, I want a piñata at my birthday party. Because I am extremely cool and mature like that. And piñatas are awesome.
In just under a year I'll be 18. That's going to mean so many new pressures, pressure to drink, pressure to vote, pressure to be more responsible, pressure for the HSC, looming pressure to move out of home, pressure for Uni, even pressure to smoke/do drugs/other illegal things, since I'll technically be an adult. I think I quite like my sheltered little bubble of 16-ness
It's also just going to be another reason for my parents to be even more on my case and give me even more responsibility and expect me to do more and be more. I'm struggling to deal with them as it is.
The main thing on my mind, though, is how few people I am close to seem to know when my birthday is. There are so many people I care about, and am close to, that I'm fairly certain haven't got a clue that it's my birthday soon, let alone the date. It's either that they don't know, or they don't care.
On the other hand, though, I want a piñata at my birthday party. Because I am extremely cool and mature like that. And piñatas are awesome.
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Devious Journal Entry
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You literally cannot believe what you are seeing.
And before you know it, the rope has tied itself around your neck, and then around your chest.
And it tugs you forward and chokes the tears out of you.
You're hunched over, denial pouring down your face.
Strange, anonymous things explode behind your eyes, and you feel like the world is going to impolode within you.
There was a wish.
Once upon a dream.
Well that was stupid.
How incredibly naive.
This damned song always makes me cry.
And before you know it, the rope has tied itself around your neck, and then around your chest.
And it tugs you forward and chokes the tears out of you.
You're hunched over, denial pouring down your face.
Strange, anonymous things explode behind your eyes, and you feel like the world is going to impolode within you.
There was a wish.
Once upon a dream.
Well that was stupid.
How incredibly naive.
This damned song always makes me cry.
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