Blogging from my sister's new laptop, a Dell Inspiron, which was a present from my parents to her for her selective results (good luck all year 6 of 2009!). Which I shall now use when I cbf to get on my computer. (Don't tell her that).

A lot has happened and due to my partial absence from my Blogger, I have forgotten. Mostly and recently our reports were distributed. Even though I nearly committed suicide (I've never received such a shameful report in my life), I am now quite satisfied with my results. Above 90% for four subjects, above average for the other three except for science. I failed science so badly. Not even with a bit of dignity. I just failed. Blergh, someone be my science tutor.

I worked at the canteen today and will now work every Thursday. Don't expect discounts from me, I'm on the Year 7 and 8 line :L

9E's PE assignment was due today. I envy all the other people who haven't even received it yet rofl. I hope I get a good mark, I stayed up till 1AM and woke up at 6:30AM to try and finish it. Had to finish my ginormous poster (everyone did an A4 sized poster, I'm such a loser) in music cos the sub didn't give a damn what we were doing.

Off to do maths homework, 6:02-6:05 LOL. ttfn lovely ♥

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If you're reading this, I've never been okay since I told you.
If you're reading this, I sincerely hope you're happy with everything I have.
That's all. For now. And ever. This is the last time.

I heard he wrote you a song. But so what? Some guy wrote 69 and one just ain’t enough.

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Beep test in PE. I get 6.5, and Emily gets 9 which therefore makes me unfit. And makes the rest of our class unfit. Thanks, Emily :P

My muscles hurrrrt. And netball tomorrow. I'm going to have to waste $2.80 buying a damn ticket to go to Minto. Hmph. Wonder who we're versing tomorrow. Better not be one of our own teams, that'd be rather boring. I want to play WA because I can't play GD well compared to Emily who owns at that (yes, own us all, Em). Hm. I'm actually sick of being in a defence position, following the attackers, let's swap :D

Wimbledon's started! Hewitt and Stosur tonight.

Started handing out surveys for people to fill out for me today for my PE assignment. There was a table with three year seven kids, two playing chess, one watching. I approach the one watching and ask him to fill it out for me and he doesn't answer, far out, but don't fret, I know his name. Yes, Victor Nguyen. Horhorhor. Revenge! So I've received 5 surveys, I believe, all filled out. Still a long long way to go. And it's due freaking next Tuesday. Fucking. Screwed.

Mr Kearney's still mad at me. Refer to previous blog.

JB Hi-Fi has a massive sale and I want everything! DVDs, iPod accessories, music albums. Yeah, maybe not everything. I also want the new iPod software for freaking $13, what am I, a millionaire? Stupid Apple. No, I take that back. Speaking of which, I saw a long line today of people lining up to buy tickets for the $50 Million Jackpot or whatever. None of you are going to win.

I've gone into a new mood. Getting rather vicious, I think I should go :L

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How can you expect to win this war, if you're too afraid to fight?

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I arrived at Glenfield Station at 7:30AM. Why? To do science homework. Left my book in my locker. Now that's dedication.

Had a rather emotional chat with Mr Kearney in class today:

Kearney: Do we have a lesson period five tomorrow?
Me: How exciting.
Kearney: Exciting? You'll be excited with what I'm about to say. This homework is due tomorrow.
Me: Sir, I don't like you anymore. No one likes you anymore.
Kearney: What? What did you just say?
Me: Nothing, sir. I said everybody likes you now.
Kearney: Yes, that's good!
Me: Yeah, they all hated you just three seconds ago, but now they like you.
Kearney: That's really good, yep.
5 minutes later
Kearney: Wendy, I can't believe you would say that, that's just so mean. It hurts.
Me: Sir, I was joking.
Kearney: Yeah, but why would you say that?
Me: I was joking, Sir!
Kearney: Every joke has a tiny bit of truth to it! You know I'm sensitive!
Me: Yeah, but I was joking, fully joking, Sir.
Kearney: Nah, I'm just joking.
Me: There's a bit of truth to everything, Sir.

Yeah, so now I'm doing this darn homework on how Australia got into the damn World War II. If people didn't fight, textbooks wouldn't have to waste 50 pages, I wouldn't have to waste my time and the world would be a peaceful place to live in. I blame Mr Kearney! Oh and apparently, Mr Kearney went to the Swans v Collingwood match and he said it was BAD and BORING. Mr Peck also did some AFL on Saturday and he said, "Yeah, GAYFL, Aerial Ping Pong, I've heard it all before." Mr Peck and Mr Kearney should have a one on one play off. And I'll cheer on Mr Kolodziej. Mr Kolodziej is so funny to annoy and make fun of, okay, enough about teachers. Yeah, it's kinda weird to dedicate a whole paragraph of my blog to a HSIE teacher, anyway.

News about the laptops we're going to get! Yeah, most of us would know this but anyway, apparently they trialled the free laptops with a bunch of groups in the Blacktown area and one kid took it home, removed the filter (yes, for those who don't know, the bloody laptop is going to be a freaking monitoring device, even with a GPS on it) and the government were at his door in a short while, asking him how he did it so they could prevent it. Damn Lenovo. So you can't sell it, Van! They'll track your laptop down, either turn it into a brick or give it back to you! Also, they're loading the laptops with $7500 worth of software?! Nate says the laptops are too bloody slow to even handle that, so meh. Whatever. I still want my laptop :D

I've produced my survey for the PE assignment. I think it looks pretty, prettier than me, I'm such a sad person. My dad didn't want me to print at home because it's full of colour and I needed to print 30, so I went to Fairfield Library, freaking 40c a page?! Argh. So I only printed 15, 5 in black and white to help myself economically :D Still need to bloody print 15. Stupid economic depression! Actually, no, let's blame Hitler! Because I'm sick of answering these stupid questions on WHY HE DECLARED THE DAMN WAR. STUPID, MAN, WHO THOUGHT HE WAS COOL. MAKING ME RECOUNT HIM INVADING POLAND ON 1ST SEPTEMBER 1939.

I am rather miserable. I'm not exactly in the mood to conjure up sentences and words to express how I'm feeling that will be worthwhile reading. This is one of those crap blogs.

Fuck english. So for the half yearlies, my english teacher decides to pick a text called Shane, and a visual text called Shane, obviously adapted from the novel. And he clearly stated to only write and refer to those two texts only. I get back my exam paper, and the problem is I only talked about one text, the text being Shane? Seriously, I clearly wrote about the movie and the novel. It's not my fault if it's the same fucking storyline.

Truong exam. Went okay. Our teacher, Miss Dang, is leaving! How bloody horrible is that, especially since Miss Dang have had us since Year 6, when we were back at Canley Vale and all. And Miss Dang is one of the nice Truong teachers who tells us stories and jokes around with us. I hope we're allowed to throw a surprise party or something. Ugh, not fair. Stupid year 6/7/8 classes that get Miss Dang. If I find you, I'll burn you all!

So much homework from Mr Dillon, that man is a homework machine. He marks really fast as well, you do an exam one day, the next day everything's done and ready. Far out.

One of the good things today, got chosen to become a Creating Connections leader for next year. Apparently, year 10s and Mrs Hewett/Miss Eun/Mr Lynch chose the people: Kabir, Jordan, Daniel, Nicholas, Carissa, Katherine, Andrea, Cheryl Anne and Sharon. Although I thought they called me to LOTE staffroom because I didn't return one of my textbooks from Year 7. Yeah, can't wait till we start our training, gonna be heaps of fun :D

That was indeed photos from social 2009! Amazing night, my arms and legs are aching like crazy though, from all that hardcore mosh pitting, yeeeah, me and Margaret owned the dancefloor, man. Nah, kiddin'.

Who called me at 01:42PM today?

History results, I topped the class STOP. REWIND. If anybody remembers, we had the history exam on a Day 3. PE in the morning. I was really really really sick but still decided to come to school because, well, ha, I'm butch like this! No, I threw up in PE because Miss Thomas didn't believe me when I told her I was feeling really sick, throw up sick, and couldn't run the 200m AGAIN. (Funny, I still came first in my heat) Yeah, so I threw up. Couldn't think, couldn't study during recess, to be quite honest I was too focused on trying to stay alive. During the exam, I couldn't breathe, I was too focused on my runny nose, too focused on breathing through my mouth. And I get a good mark on an exam I didn't even care about while I fail those I studied for. I hate this. Boohoo.

Damn this Japanese assignment.

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Social 2009! Who's excited? I am!

Any excuse to dress up is good enough. My first social, yeah, what a loser I am but I'm expecting to have a lot of fun on Tuesday. Oh, Vivian, I am not going as Michael Jackson. I have hair, makeup and outfit figured out (though I would have bought those glow in the dark fake eyelashes last week if I knew I was going to go social, argh). All set and ready! Oh and I learnt Disturbia on guitar ;D

Went Liverpool today. Ran like crazy on the way home to the train station because we thought we missed it. Far out, we get on the wrong freaking train! Everything seemed normal at first, right, train goes to Warwick Farm, then Cabramatta. Then, as we're supposedly heading to Canley Vale, the surroundings are different but I wasn't really paying attention. Then it says Carramar and me and Angela freak out. Angela didn't even know Carramar existed (poor, deprived child). Yeah, and it was so deserted and no timetables and no train guards. Ugh.

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Debate against Elderslie High today. I screwed up tremendously, oh my gosh, the worst debate I've done ever. I am giving up first speaker.

On a much brighter note, I really like the seaweed, lobster and jellyfish inari at Sushi Hub. And Michelle told me about some corn flavoured ice cream which I tried. And it really isn't that bad.

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Have you ever gone out with a football player?
No.

Last person to make you smile?
We had a rather lively discussion about Clare in Agriculture actually, cracked up everyone I think.

Who were you with at 12:00 last night?
I believe I was sleeping.

If you're sleeping and someone calls you what do you say?
"Uh, hello?"

Ever receive a really long apology?
Yes. It was wonderful, really.

Are you mad at the last person who called you?
Yes.

Are you afraid to answer sexual questions?
Hm, depends?

Expecting something to change in the next month?
I'm always expecting but it never changes.

Ready for winter to come?
Well, technically it starts on 20th June I think, and yes. It's been crazily cold.

Were you an honor roll student in school?
I was smarter in primary.

Besides sleeping, what else do you do in your room?
Read, study, guitar, procrastinate.

How do you make your money?
Fucking Macca's, forgot about me.

What do you have planned for tonight?
Study, catch up since I was away at debate today.

Have you ever been around someone who was high?
Vanessa and Angela on No-Doz.

If you could have anything right now what would it be?
The truth.

How ticklish are you?
Um, not really.

How is your hair?
Static. That's what I hate about winter.

Do you care if people hate you for no reason?
Partially.

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This can not be outrightly expressed in words. This is not even half of what I'm feeling, nor a third of what has happened. NB How can you let your girlfriend call me that? Because you are one. Everyone has got to face the truth sometimes.

The truth is, I've done all that I can to make myself happy with what I have, what I've gotten myself into. It was clearly obvious those things were going to happen again, they've happened before at least half a dozen times, yet I accepted the apology and I decided to put my trust in the hands that have crumbled them before.

The truth is, I'm realising now that some people will never change. Why should I expect them to, I would never change myself completely for someone. But then again, all I was asking for was honesty. It was not like I was expecting something utterly impossible; I accepted the needs and all I wanted was to know what was going on with his life, the part without me in it; his friends. I was concerned, yes, but I accepted that as I too, did have friends that concerned him. All I wanted was for him to admit that he was still talking to them and lying to me about it which is not logical. I do not mind him talking to his friends. I mind him hiding it from me. Why would he have to if it was just a just friends situation? It makes no sense.

The truth is, no one is gaining in this situation. I get hurt, they get a few laughs with each other on something interesting that happened during the day. Then why? I've stated this before, I do not comprehend the reason behind such actions nor do I wish to question them. It takes every ounce of sanity left in me to control myself when I see them, I can not waste my time anymore, letting myself get to this state over so called best friends who have no respect for themselves. I'm sick of looking like a wreck after every break.

The truth is, I've tried. This isn't a mini three month thing, it's just under five times that. Not one month has gone by without him letting things get in the way including a ten week break of not communicating me after school, weekends because his resources were apparently confiscated. It's a lie, and I figured it out way before he told me. Sometimes, I think he doesn't want to let go because he wants the pity. He's already made half a billion people hate me, just because he tells things from his view with extra details scattered around. I'm sick, sick of this, I don't feel this is worth it anymore. He doesn't care, he doesn't stand up for me even when they're insulting and carrying on, he doesn't do sweet things like he used to. Worst of all, he won't even let me get out. We've made it through many problems, many many, which included him promising he would never do the things he did again. He did it again. When I have a problem with something, he stops doing it, only does it behind my back, right full speed ahead. We were perfect. Not anymore.

The truth is, the truth hurts.

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Shoot all the bluejays you want,
if you can hit 'em, but remember
it's a sin to kill a mockingbird.

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4 DAY WEEKEND, HURLSTONIANS~

Why do we need to pee more in winter?

I was taught the answer to this in year 7 science with Mr Robson. Basically, it's because in winter your body gets colder because of the weather. Blood, therefore, needs to be pumped around faster to keep your body temperature right. This makes the kidney filters more blood so more waste that your body needs to expel. Ooh, la la. Just haven't thought about this in a really long time.. lol.

After watching Phar Lap in history, I skipped out of class proclaiming that I wanted to be a horse and name myself Phar Lap.

Angela was all 'high' in music because she took her No-Doz drug. She kept talking to me at a rather close level, so I told her to keep her and her drug gas away from me. She was also eating his gummy lolly that smelt a lot like alcohol. Jees, Angela :L

MITCHELL IS GETTING BETTER! Yay, Mitchell is back at home, though on crutches. How cute is that, really? :P Absolutely looking forward to seeing you on Tuesday very much, Mitchum! ♥

Once a whore, you're nothing more, I'm sorry that will never change.

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Following suit of Genevieve and Vanessa's porno idea, I guess, for some reason, me and Christie found ourselves on the bench doing our thing at Athletics Carnival. Then Margaret's brain sparked and she decided she wanted to advertise the TV show, Dirty Sexy Money, or something, so hence the photo with the coin and Margaret looking sexy. Sexy, sexy. The last photo was just fail, we were trying to do a jump shot, and out of the sixty one million shots, we only took one successful one, which Christie did not upload. Oh well, Margaret probably flashed during that shot or something.

MITCHELL. Mitchell, I'm happy to hear you are getting better. I'm so sorry I could not visit you today, it was raining and I didn't bring my umbrella and everything, I am so so so so sorry, but I'm getting you a get well balloon! Yes, a balloon on Tuesday for when you come back. And I hope you got my texts so you can tell me if you're still in hospital tomorrow so I can come tomorrow! Much love, get better, Mitchum~!

I learnt four chords on guitar today! Thanks to Troy and Johnny. And Thai for playing for me up until now :D

Off to do Maths homework, getting science results back tomorrow. Somebody kill me. I'll give you some beetroot!

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Today is not the first day of winter.

Or so, I recall. I remember in Year 6, my teacher (someone who knew very weird and trivial facts), told us to look up the day where winter actually began in the Southern Hemisphere. So, for the sake of it, I will quote Wikipedia:

It marks the transition between autumn and spring. In the Southern Hemisphere, depending on the year, it begins between June 20 and 23 and ends on September 22 or 23.

It doesn't bug me that much when people are like, TODAY IS THE FIRST DAY OF WINTER, yeah, okay, I'm not one of those psycho freaks who are like, NO! π IS 3.14159265BLAHBLAH, just wanted to say it. Not much point, since it's already freezing. Good work, Antonia, good work.

Athletics Carnival today. It was rather uneventful, for me, because I left my shoes in my locker. Took the 7:26 from Fairfield on purpose to go into the school to retrieve them but Sunny couldn't be bothered. Oh well, kinda ruins the whole idea of me waking up at 6:40, doesn't it. Argh, so instead, just walked around, cheered people on, Wentworth came bloody last?! and Colin gave me $2 to buy myself hot chips cos I told him I was depressed. Thanks Colin. Oh, and me and Margaret and Christie and Michelle had such a lovely time taking photos, with Margaret getting rather sexy indeed.

MITCHELL, I HOPE YOU'RE OKAY. We all saw the ambulance, and we're all worried about you. I was so scared when everyone was finding me, telling me you needed me for something, Mr Wilson even called my name over the speaker system. Hope you're at school tomorrow, thanks for cheering me up today. ♥

UPDATE Mitchell just texted me! :O Basically his knee cap flew up his leg, to quote Mitch, and he's in hospital for another three days. Oh dear. Let's go visit him, folks!

Labels: dedication, everyday, school events

Blogging from my sister's new laptop, a Dell Inspiron, which was a present from my parents to her for her selective results (good luck all year 6 of 2009!). Which I shall now use when I cbf to get on my computer. (Don't tell her that).

A lot has happened and due to my partial absence from my Blogger, I have forgotten. Mostly and recently our reports were distributed. Even though I nearly committed suicide (I've never received such a shameful report in my life), I am now quite satisfied with my results. Above 90% for four subjects, above average for the other three except for science. I failed science so badly. Not even with a bit of dignity. I just failed. Blergh, someone be my science tutor.

I worked at the canteen today and will now work every Thursday. Don't expect discounts from me, I'm on the Year 7 and 8 line :L

9E's PE assignment was due today. I envy all the other people who haven't even received it yet rofl. I hope I get a good mark, I stayed up till 1AM and woke up at 6:30AM to try and finish it. Had to finish my ginormous poster (everyone did an A4 sized poster, I'm such a loser) in music cos the sub didn't give a damn what we were doing.

Off to do maths homework, 6:02-6:05 LOL. ttfn lovely ♥

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If you're reading this, I've never been okay since I told you.
If you're reading this, I sincerely hope you're happy with everything I have.
That's all. For now. And ever. This is the last time.

I heard he wrote you a song. But so what? Some guy wrote 69 and one just ain’t enough.

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Beep test in PE. I get 6.5, and Emily gets 9 which therefore makes me unfit. And makes the rest of our class unfit. Thanks, Emily :P

My muscles hurrrrt. And netball tomorrow. I'm going to have to waste $2.80 buying a damn ticket to go to Minto. Hmph. Wonder who we're versing tomorrow. Better not be one of our own teams, that'd be rather boring. I want to play WA because I can't play GD well compared to Emily who owns at that (yes, own us all, Em). Hm. I'm actually sick of being in a defence position, following the attackers, let's swap :D

Wimbledon's started! Hewitt and Stosur tonight.

Started handing out surveys for people to fill out for me today for my PE assignment. There was a table with three year seven kids, two playing chess, one watching. I approach the one watching and ask him to fill it out for me and he doesn't answer, far out, but don't fret, I know his name. Yes, Victor Nguyen. Horhorhor. Revenge! So I've received 5 surveys, I believe, all filled out. Still a long long way to go. And it's due freaking next Tuesday. Fucking. Screwed.

Mr Kearney's still mad at me. Refer to previous blog.

JB Hi-Fi has a massive sale and I want everything! DVDs, iPod accessories, music albums. Yeah, maybe not everything. I also want the new iPod software for freaking $13, what am I, a millionaire? Stupid Apple. No, I take that back. Speaking of which, I saw a long line today of people lining up to buy tickets for the $50 Million Jackpot or whatever. None of you are going to win.

I've gone into a new mood. Getting rather vicious, I think I should go :L

Labels: dedication, everyday

How can you expect to win this war, if you're too afraid to fight?

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I arrived at Glenfield Station at 7:30AM. Why? To do science homework. Left my book in my locker. Now that's dedication.

Had a rather emotional chat with Mr Kearney in class today:

Kearney: Do we have a lesson period five tomorrow?
Me: How exciting.
Kearney: Exciting? You'll be excited with what I'm about to say. This homework is due tomorrow.
Me: Sir, I don't like you anymore. No one likes you anymore.
Kearney: What? What did you just say?
Me: Nothing, sir. I said everybody likes you now.
Kearney: Yes, that's good!
Me: Yeah, they all hated you just three seconds ago, but now they like you.
Kearney: That's really good, yep.
5 minutes later
Kearney: Wendy, I can't believe you would say that, that's just so mean. It hurts.
Me: Sir, I was joking.
Kearney: Yeah, but why would you say that?
Me: I was joking, Sir!
Kearney: Every joke has a tiny bit of truth to it! You know I'm sensitive!
Me: Yeah, but I was joking, fully joking, Sir.
Kearney: Nah, I'm just joking.
Me: There's a bit of truth to everything, Sir.

Yeah, so now I'm doing this darn homework on how Australia got into the damn World War II. If people didn't fight, textbooks wouldn't have to waste 50 pages, I wouldn't have to waste my time and the world would be a peaceful place to live in. I blame Mr Kearney! Oh and apparently, Mr Kearney went to the Swans v Collingwood match and he said it was BAD and BORING. Mr Peck also did some AFL on Saturday and he said, "Yeah, GAYFL, Aerial Ping Pong, I've heard it all before." Mr Peck and Mr Kearney should have a one on one play off. And I'll cheer on Mr Kolodziej. Mr Kolodziej is so funny to annoy and make fun of, okay, enough about teachers. Yeah, it's kinda weird to dedicate a whole paragraph of my blog to a HSIE teacher, anyway.

News about the laptops we're going to get! Yeah, most of us would know this but anyway, apparently they trialled the free laptops with a bunch of groups in the Blacktown area and one kid took it home, removed the filter (yes, for those who don't know, the bloody laptop is going to be a freaking monitoring device, even with a GPS on it) and the government were at his door in a short while, asking him how he did it so they could prevent it. Damn Lenovo. So you can't sell it, Van! They'll track your laptop down, either turn it into a brick or give it back to you! Also, they're loading the laptops with $7500 worth of software?! Nate says the laptops are too bloody slow to even handle that, so meh. Whatever. I still want my laptop :D

I've produced my survey for the PE assignment. I think it looks pretty, prettier than me, I'm such a sad person. My dad didn't want me to print at home because it's full of colour and I needed to print 30, so I went to Fairfield Library, freaking 40c a page?! Argh. So I only printed 15, 5 in black and white to help myself economically :D Still need to bloody print 15. Stupid economic depression! Actually, no, let's blame Hitler! Because I'm sick of answering these stupid questions on WHY HE DECLARED THE DAMN WAR. STUPID, MAN, WHO THOUGHT HE WAS COOL. MAKING ME RECOUNT HIM INVADING POLAND ON 1ST SEPTEMBER 1939.

I am rather miserable. I'm not exactly in the mood to conjure up sentences and words to express how I'm feeling that will be worthwhile reading. This is one of those crap blogs.

Fuck english. So for the half yearlies, my english teacher decides to pick a text called Shane, and a visual text called Shane, obviously adapted from the novel. And he clearly stated to only write and refer to those two texts only. I get back my exam paper, and the problem is I only talked about one text, the text being Shane? Seriously, I clearly wrote about the movie and the novel. It's not my fault if it's the same fucking storyline.

Truong exam. Went okay. Our teacher, Miss Dang, is leaving! How bloody horrible is that, especially since Miss Dang have had us since Year 6, when we were back at Canley Vale and all. And Miss Dang is one of the nice Truong teachers who tells us stories and jokes around with us. I hope we're allowed to throw a surprise party or something. Ugh, not fair. Stupid year 6/7/8 classes that get Miss Dang. If I find you, I'll burn you all!

So much homework from Mr Dillon, that man is a homework machine. He marks really fast as well, you do an exam one day, the next day everything's done and ready. Far out.

One of the good things today, got chosen to become a Creating Connections leader for next year. Apparently, year 10s and Mrs Hewett/Miss Eun/Mr Lynch chose the people: Kabir, Jordan, Daniel, Nicholas, Carissa, Katherine, Andrea, Cheryl Anne and Sharon. Although I thought they called me to LOTE staffroom because I didn't return one of my textbooks from Year 7. Yeah, can't wait till we start our training, gonna be heaps of fun :D

That was indeed photos from social 2009! Amazing night, my arms and legs are aching like crazy though, from all that hardcore mosh pitting, yeeeah, me and Margaret owned the dancefloor, man. Nah, kiddin'.

Who called me at 01:42PM today?

History results, I topped the class STOP. REWIND. If anybody remembers, we had the history exam on a Day 3. PE in the morning. I was really really really sick but still decided to come to school because, well, ha, I'm butch like this! No, I threw up in PE because Miss Thomas didn't believe me when I told her I was feeling really sick, throw up sick, and couldn't run the 200m AGAIN. (Funny, I still came first in my heat) Yeah, so I threw up. Couldn't think, couldn't study during recess, to be quite honest I was too focused on trying to stay alive. During the exam, I couldn't breathe, I was too focused on my runny nose, too focused on breathing through my mouth. And I get a good mark on an exam I didn't even care about while I fail those I studied for. I hate this. Boohoo.

Damn this Japanese assignment.

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Social 2009! Who's excited? I am!

Any excuse to dress up is good enough. My first social, yeah, what a loser I am but I'm expecting to have a lot of fun on Tuesday. Oh, Vivian, I am not going as Michael Jackson. I have hair, makeup and outfit figured out (though I would have bought those glow in the dark fake eyelashes last week if I knew I was going to go social, argh). All set and ready! Oh and I learnt Disturbia on guitar ;D

Went Liverpool today. Ran like crazy on the way home to the train station because we thought we missed it. Far out, we get on the wrong freaking train! Everything seemed normal at first, right, train goes to Warwick Farm, then Cabramatta. Then, as we're supposedly heading to Canley Vale, the surroundings are different but I wasn't really paying attention. Then it says Carramar and me and Angela freak out. Angela didn't even know Carramar existed (poor, deprived child). Yeah, and it was so deserted and no timetables and no train guards. Ugh.

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Debate against Elderslie High today. I screwed up tremendously, oh my gosh, the worst debate I've done ever. I am giving up first speaker.

On a much brighter note, I really like the seaweed, lobster and jellyfish inari at Sushi Hub. And Michelle told me about some corn flavoured ice cream which I tried. And it really isn't that bad.

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Have you ever gone out with a football player?
No.

Last person to make you smile?
We had a rather lively discussion about Clare in Agriculture actually, cracked up everyone I think.

Who were you with at 12:00 last night?
I believe I was sleeping.

If you're sleeping and someone calls you what do you say?
"Uh, hello?"

Ever receive a really long apology?
Yes. It was wonderful, really.

Are you mad at the last person who called you?
Yes.

Are you afraid to answer sexual questions?
Hm, depends?

Expecting something to change in the next month?
I'm always expecting but it never changes.

Ready for winter to come?
Well, technically it starts on 20th June I think, and yes. It's been crazily cold.

Were you an honor roll student in school?
I was smarter in primary.

Besides sleeping, what else do you do in your room?
Read, study, guitar, procrastinate.

How do you make your money?
Fucking Macca's, forgot about me.

What do you have planned for tonight?
Study, catch up since I was away at debate today.

Have you ever been around someone who was high?
Vanessa and Angela on No-Doz.

If you could have anything right now what would it be?
The truth.

How ticklish are you?
Um, not really.

How is your hair?
Static. That's what I hate about winter.

Do you care if people hate you for no reason?
Partially.

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This can not be outrightly expressed in words. This is not even half of what I'm feeling, nor a third of what has happened. NB How can you let your girlfriend call me that? Because you are one. Everyone has got to face the truth sometimes.

The truth is, I've done all that I can to make myself happy with what I have, what I've gotten myself into. It was clearly obvious those things were going to happen again, they've happened before at least half a dozen times, yet I accepted the apology and I decided to put my trust in the hands that have crumbled them before.

The truth is, I'm realising now that some people will never change. Why should I expect them to, I would never change myself completely for someone. But then again, all I was asking for was honesty. It was not like I was expecting something utterly impossible; I accepted the needs and all I wanted was to know what was going on with his life, the part without me in it; his friends. I was concerned, yes, but I accepted that as I too, did have friends that concerned him. All I wanted was for him to admit that he was still talking to them and lying to me about it which is not logical. I do not mind him talking to his friends. I mind him hiding it from me. Why would he have to if it was just a just friends situation? It makes no sense.

The truth is, no one is gaining in this situation. I get hurt, they get a few laughs with each other on something interesting that happened during the day. Then why? I've stated this before, I do not comprehend the reason behind such actions nor do I wish to question them. It takes every ounce of sanity left in me to control myself when I see them, I can not waste my time anymore, letting myself get to this state over so called best friends who have no respect for themselves. I'm sick of looking like a wreck after every break.

The truth is, I've tried. This isn't a mini three month thing, it's just under five times that. Not one month has gone by without him letting things get in the way including a ten week break of not communicating me after school, weekends because his resources were apparently confiscated. It's a lie, and I figured it out way before he told me. Sometimes, I think he doesn't want to let go because he wants the pity. He's already made half a billion people hate me, just because he tells things from his view with extra details scattered around. I'm sick, sick of this, I don't feel this is worth it anymore. He doesn't care, he doesn't stand up for me even when they're insulting and carrying on, he doesn't do sweet things like he used to. Worst of all, he won't even let me get out. We've made it through many problems, many many, which included him promising he would never do the things he did again. He did it again. When I have a problem with something, he stops doing it, only does it behind my back, right full speed ahead. We were perfect. Not anymore.

The truth is, the truth hurts.

Labels: dedication

Shoot all the bluejays you want,
if you can hit 'em, but remember
it's a sin to kill a mockingbird.

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4 DAY WEEKEND, HURLSTONIANS~

Why do we need to pee more in winter?

I was taught the answer to this in year 7 science with Mr Robson. Basically, it's because in winter your body gets colder because of the weather. Blood, therefore, needs to be pumped around faster to keep your body temperature right. This makes the kidney filters more blood so more waste that your body needs to expel. Ooh, la la. Just haven't thought about this in a really long time.. lol.

After watching Phar Lap in history, I skipped out of class proclaiming that I wanted to be a horse and name myself Phar Lap.

Angela was all 'high' in music because she took her No-Doz drug. She kept talking to me at a rather close level, so I told her to keep her and her drug gas away from me. She was also eating his gummy lolly that smelt a lot like alcohol. Jees, Angela :L

MITCHELL IS GETTING BETTER! Yay, Mitchell is back at home, though on crutches. How cute is that, really? :P Absolutely looking forward to seeing you on Tuesday very much, Mitchum! ♥

Once a whore, you're nothing more, I'm sorry that will never change.

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Following suit of Genevieve and Vanessa's porno idea, I guess, for some reason, me and Christie found ourselves on the bench doing our thing at Athletics Carnival. Then Margaret's brain sparked and she decided she wanted to advertise the TV show, Dirty Sexy Money, or something, so hence the photo with the coin and Margaret looking sexy. Sexy, sexy. The last photo was just fail, we were trying to do a jump shot, and out of the sixty one million shots, we only took one successful one, which Christie did not upload. Oh well, Margaret probably flashed during that shot or something.

MITCHELL. Mitchell, I'm happy to hear you are getting better. I'm so sorry I could not visit you today, it was raining and I didn't bring my umbrella and everything, I am so so so so sorry, but I'm getting you a get well balloon! Yes, a balloon on Tuesday for when you come back. And I hope you got my texts so you can tell me if you're still in hospital tomorrow so I can come tomorrow! Much love, get better, Mitchum~!

I learnt four chords on guitar today! Thanks to Troy and Johnny. And Thai for playing for me up until now :D

Off to do Maths homework, getting science results back tomorrow. Somebody kill me. I'll give you some beetroot!

Labels: everyday, school events

Today is not the first day of winter.

Or so, I recall. I remember in Year 6, my teacher (someone who knew very weird and trivial facts), told us to look up the day where winter actually began in the Southern Hemisphere. So, for the sake of it, I will quote Wikipedia:

It marks the transition between autumn and spring. In the Southern Hemisphere, depending on the year, it begins between June 20 and 23 and ends on September 22 or 23.

It doesn't bug me that much when people are like, TODAY IS THE FIRST DAY OF WINTER, yeah, okay, I'm not one of those psycho freaks who are like, NO! π IS 3.14159265BLAHBLAH, just wanted to say it. Not much point, since it's already freezing. Good work, Antonia, good work.

Athletics Carnival today. It was rather uneventful, for me, because I left my shoes in my locker. Took the 7:26 from Fairfield on purpose to go into the school to retrieve them but Sunny couldn't be bothered. Oh well, kinda ruins the whole idea of me waking up at 6:40, doesn't it. Argh, so instead, just walked around, cheered people on, Wentworth came bloody last?! and Colin gave me $2 to buy myself hot chips cos I told him I was depressed. Thanks Colin. Oh, and me and Margaret and Christie and Michelle had such a lovely time taking photos, with Margaret getting rather sexy indeed.

MITCHELL, I HOPE YOU'RE OKAY. We all saw the ambulance, and we're all worried about you. I was so scared when everyone was finding me, telling me you needed me for something, Mr Wilson even called my name over the speaker system. Hope you're at school tomorrow, thanks for cheering me up today. ♥

UPDATE Mitchell just texted me! :O Basically his knee cap flew up his leg, to quote Mitch, and he's in hospital for another three days. Oh dear. Let's go visit him, folks!

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