Would You Miss Me If I Went To Canada?

Non mi piace mercoledì.
Eu não gosto de wednesdays.
Nie lubię środy.
Je n'aiment pas les mercredis.
No me gusta miércoles.
no matter what language its in, the point is, Wednesdays are never much fun. With this in mind, i got up not looking forward to schooling. It did not disappoint.

So anyways, after an enthralling bus ride of loud music and an intriguing book of demon children (well, kinda), i arrived at school at 8:27 as per usual. 'Was surprised to see Zoe there so early, but a good surprise, like finding cash in the pocket of your jeans you havent worn in ages. Went to the library with her to stalk Tessa and Phillip. Rivetting stuff. Bjorksten couldn't see what was so funny about "Akarna" and i suppose it wasnt that funny, but lack of sleep and early ness makes eeeeverything funny. General mood was a wanting to be somewhere else. Oh, Well.

Biology, apparently i missed very little on Monday as i had the whole lesson copied down before we'd even started the lesson. I decided to waste my time colouring in the lines of my workbook all rainbow and pretty. It amused me. Looked through my handed-back sac, only minor stuff i lost marks on, so its all good. We've started the evolution module. Joy, we getta learn about monkies! Ha, ha. Erin drew me a castle, well two actually, and we chatted as per usual, which made Mr Allen crosser than usual. Oh well. I think that it should be not too difficult, even if it doesnt interest me..
Spare. Lima, it seems they get louder when you're not there, its really not that fun. I actually had a productive lesson; i did that thingo for English, the creative thing, and i read some chem stuff and lit stuff. Productive, yes. Fun, hardly. At least it wasnt the dog making all the goddam noise, and im fairly sure they apologised for the noise at some point, but by then, my music was up fairly high and i could hardly hear my thoughts let alone anyone else.

Reeeeecess. It, was, bloody, WINDY. The damn basketball court, sure it is right in the sun, but it needs a bloody wind break. Argh. Chris came and sat with us because his friends were footballing and nobody enjoys football. I stole his phone and broke it whoops. And my juice was far too cold to drink so i gave it to Patterson. Darn winter.

Literature. Well, we read through an example analysis that we have to try and do, and did a bunch of sentences. It was not fun, especially because my head was not working well. But then, we got our SACs back, and i must say i was chuffed with my 47 out of 50. Especially as it was a fairly lame story. Woohoo. :) :) I beat the smart girl i beat the smart girl...
Erin, Patterson and I streeted, for hot chocolate and cake. Ha, the muffin break person wasnt too bright, she gave us extra freebies. Raw sugar is not for hot chocolate Erin.

Got back to school, and it was chem time. Joy.
Well it wasnt a bad lesson, because it was stuff we already knew for the most part and i could actually answer stuff and it made me look moderately intellegent. AN OIL RIG CAT, and Stapes left halfway through so we had a laid-back lesson with Vale. Sourced some information from wikipedia, which is a worry, and Vale proceeded to tell us how for two days he was credited with making some major physics discovery. I lol'd. The meaning of life is indeed potato chaaaaarliiiiiiiiie.

Hometime, the wind made me cold so many-a-hugs were collected ( thanks rachey, stacey, clairey, teena, bentley, becky, tessa, and ducky for sharing body heat, twas much appreciated)before a monotonous bus trip and home.I watched my little brother make cookies by himself, i ate one and didnt die so i guess he did good (:Eated food, briefly chatted to my stepdad, looked up the scholarship thing, did a chem question then gave up, stalked people via the internet and drew a cat.


It was seriously that boring.

Oh oh oh! And before, claire messaged me to tell me she is going out with Julian. Again. Woah, i saw it coming, but then i didnt. So it blew my mind a little.
People need to stop messaging me when i have no credit. Especially when the buttheads dont message me any other goddam time.
Apparently Cass has a boyfriend. Wow, i have been missing a lot i think. Which is why i am gutted that i cant go to grand final. FAAAAAAAAAAAAAARK. Stupid everybody. Gah. I wanted my hugs dammit!
Hmm, im not sure that this scholarship is relevant; seeing as though it asks for SAT scores and such, so idunno about it. It'd be fun though, even though some people like the idea that its not likely ill get in. Ah well.

And tomorrow, being thursday, is notorious for being boring. Oh well. MUST REMEMBER TO TAKE MY CAMERA. I need to do some serious stalking. My wall has blank spots people.

Happy Birthday to Tegan
Happy Birthday Eve to Teagan
Happy UnBirthday to everyone else.

The End