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This is my first time on blogger, im a blogger virgin as it were, and it scares me that the font is bigger. Maybe thats just me. Anyways, on the the trivial happenings of the day :)

Oh-Ohh.
I woke up at six today, decided it was far too early to be alive, then went back to sleep. Until ten. Faaaaaaark!
Kelly drove me to school, and i made it for period one. Lucky i have a spare on friday morning, eh?
So, yes, i missed my last minute chance of eating, and got to school as bio started. Tessa walked in and sat on the floor. No chairs for her for fourty hours, lol. She makes me laugh. Bio was te-eerrribly exciting. We did a sheet, on something or other, took some notes, and that was really it. Dull.
Then recess. Erin, when there are a bunch of girls sitting in the corner, who are doing the goddam famine, you do not bring in your awesome sounding food and proceed to eat it in front of us. You just dont :P Recess was also dull. I was surprised to see Lima, and she was much warmer than i was, so i stole some body heat.
Then, Chem, Stapes and i sent Lima home, and then i was with Aaron and Mareesa for the booooring physics-y prac. You'd think, with all those wires it was gonna be interesting. Lemme tell you, seeing how hot or cold water is most certainly is not interesting. Then, we saw a demo on mixing some white powder with some other white powder, watched it go liquid and get really really cold. Still beats physics.
Lunch, walked alllllll the way to Kellys while it was all spitty, to get Christopher his goddam music, then back to school again. Good thing i didnt stick around the school; exo day in the grounds meant free food. Gah.
Japanese, was not that great. I answered some questions (about food) for Zoes survey, and then we worked through some environmental stuff. Lisa gave me her Exo day cardboard, its pretty. Still not joining 'the cult' as Erry puts it.
Hometime, bus was quiet.At home, James couldnt quite understand why i wasnt eating, but still proceeded to eat chocolate in front of me. Butthead. I really felt like toast. Not cool. Played some Tony Hawks, watched some TV, and as usual, wasted a whole bunch of time. I talked to Bek via telephonical device for a bit, and El (shes going into a big girl bed. and Jordy's going into the cot; i anticipate not much sleep for my big sister tonight...), and read some magazines. It is very cold. And i would very much like to be somewhere warm, so my hands do not feel like ice.
Number of hours without food so far: collectively 24 and 50 minutes
Number of hours to go: 25 ish?
Number of candles lit: four
Number of windows open: five

Just now, i have come to realise there are a tonne of things i currently miss. Read on if this intrigues you, if it doesnt, Seeya round.

I miss Swifts Creek, and the people there. I miss being able to lay in the middle of the road at night, running around the Pub with nay and clo, kidding ourselves that we were fantastic singers and we were gonna be the next Saddle Club. I miss climbing the tree outside Nikki's house, and not being able to get down so many times. I miss eating the mysterious purple fruit off the tree outside our house with Brooke in the summer, and practically living at her house until she moved away.
I miss the cool shows on TV; Doug, Rugrats (before all the added characters), Hey Arnold, AAAAAAAH Real Monsters!, The Animals Of Farthing Wood, Little Bear, and Power Rangers.
I miss when school was fun, and Josh and i used to race to see who could finish their work first.
I miss the times back in year 7-9 when noone had a boyfriend and we all spent our lunchtimes marrying leaves and each other.
I miss my grandma.
And pink lemonade.
I miss Renee. And i miss talking to her all the time, and spending time with her, bb.
I miss George a lot. I hate mount eliza for being so far away.
I miss Caity. Muffin. Cloe. Teagan. All those girls up there.
I miss mitch.
I miss when night time meant sleep and music. Not angryness and upsetness, and gah.
I miss my Daddy. And Bear. And Ben.
And i miss when every conversation i had with anyone was about something other than sex.


Its a very odd feeling that has come over me just now. The frustration of being so absorbed in what happened, but the sorta nice warm feeling that certain people are in my life because some of those things no longer are.

Hmm, oh the melancholiness is overwhelming.