Why do I have to fill this in?!!
UnheardAh well.
We have to do this enormous drawing for Art. Any ideas on what to do?! I'm thinking some kind of fantasy inhuman being with wings... Charcoal is hard to do detail with and pencil isn't dark enough, so I'm at a loss as to what to do it with, too.
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"The internet is the maze, porn is the virgins, and Halo 2 is the killing" - Gareth Liddiard
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"I love to sing and dance in the rain because then no one can see how hard I cry"
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"The internet is the maze, porn is the virgins, and Halo 2 is the killing" - Gareth Liddiard
i'm sitting home all bored... i got my teeth out! and i passed out from happy gas...
i shall tell you all about it... WHEN YOU REPLY!
hmph...
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[Bang! Bang! You're dead before you hit the ground.
There were bullet holes before you heard the sound]
*sniffle* Yeah. Poor Nick. Suck shit. I'm sure he'll get over it! After all, I had a very very good reason, and it's not like we were going out, and he'd only known me for like a week, so he'll be fine... apparently he's been talking to Al (?)... don't really know how this came about... shall ask her tomorrow - she has been at tafe these past three days doing some kind of course, on how to get a job... Zoid and I didn't. We looked at it, but decided that suffering through peer support training then BLUDGING was preferable. besides, Z has a job already, and I am too lazy to get one, so it is of little use to us.
OOH! Contrary to my aforementioned laziness, I have work experience! In January, at Sturt (like a big university) near Bowral. Lots of running around fetching messages and cleaning up after messy painters, but it will be sooooo good - I get to help and sit in with lots of the classes (it's like a summer art and creative and performing arts shtick) and OMG! YAY! Cannot wait... apparently I have to work with a guy called alex... let us hope that alex is not an emotional fuckwit (like nick), an immature little shit (like strang), or just plain creepy (like that kid down the road). I don't want to spend my work experience figuring out how to murder my coworker with the paint buckets.
Pimp my Al! He he... I named most of those... funny photos... and I can't see that one of me and nick on jesss bebo, as I am not a logged in member... so I'll have to get it off her... jess and ash and joined our little group of three, now. which is v. v. good. three was getting tiresome, considering...
Tell me about dentist! Now! Must make sure he didn't kill you...
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"The internet is the maze, porn is the virgins, and Halo 2 is the killing" - Gareth Liddiard
but it was scary... cause i hate dentists! they are pure evil! so i told him i was afraid of needles, so he gave me happy gas... but he turned it up too high... they had the radio on in the corner and it was playing that trippy song my the potbelliez[?] and i had my eyes closed and there were all these patterns and i was having this weird out of body experience and this trippy song! and then it went all black and i couldnt hear anything... it was kinda funny... cause i knew i had passed out... i was talking to myself in my mind... i cant even remember half the shit i was thinking, i think i was thinking something across the lines of "maybe this is all just a dream!" and then i woke up, and mum and the dentist were like "are you ok?" but it was funny... so i was kinda out of it, but awake when they were doing it all, but they had to hold my head and practically rip it out, dead serious, he had a pair of plyers and was just pulling at them... but their alright now, it doesnt hurt anymore... i just got these big HOLES in my GUMS so i cant go to a friends party on saturday, cause if i have alcohol it'll get infected... *tear*
why has he been talking to al? ooh! tafe! cool... yes, you two bludgers! wait, no, you bludger! at least zoid has a job! but i cant speak... i have no job either... i'm unemployed... with no money...
i know what sturt university is... mum used to teach there... that sounds really cool! i'm jealous... all i get to do is... nothing... and going to parties... and watching seinfeld... and listening to music! thats how lame my life is! yeah, murdering your coworker isnt that fun... especially with paint buckets...
yeah, they are funny photos... i have them saved on my computer as a form of blackmail when your 20... oh, and tell al i found a very funny photo of her with blond hair and an interesting expression.. mwa haha...
well thats good your not lonely! what do you mean 'considering'?
gah... i dont wanna go to school tomorrow... i'm so sick of the stuff thats going on there, i'd rather get my head smashed between a door then go to school... all i've been doing is watching movies! today i watched oceans 13, CSI, Mythbusters and some other crime film... and there are certain people who i am seriously sick of... hmph... can i come back to tamworth?? pleeeeaaasseee? oh yeah, and it doesnt help mum's neglecting me all weekend... she's going on a romantic weekend with ian to the blue mountains... so i have to find someone to stay over for saturday night... and the trouble is, if i ask sam, sami will want to come, 'cause sam cant be alone', and i dont think i could stand her there... and zoe's staying with cam, and jess is going to a drink up, and channie's grounded, and sarah's at her dads... and i dont think i could stand having sami there if sam was there... who knows what they'd be doing *shudder* and i thought they'd broken up! GAH GAH GAH GAH GAH GAH GAH GAH GAH GAH... this is sooooo annoying....
sorry... blurting...
REPLY!
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[Bang! Bang! You're dead before you hit the ground.
There were bullet holes before you heard the sound]
I don't actually know why nick was talking to al... but he was in hospital on that first morning of al's tafe thingy, and she saw him there... apparently he tried to kill himself that sunday night... don't tell anyone, or tell anyone I told you, I don't really like talking about it... feeling reeeeeaaallllllly bad now that I rejected him, considering it was like right before he did it.... fuck.... it wasn't because of me though - a lot of people don't like him and are giving him a hard time... fuckers. Nick is an idiot. I hope he is okay!
Yes! Yes! You are very very welcome in tamworth! Please come! But zoidy says that you're coming like next week or the week after?
How did the 'need somewhere to stay' thing work out?
Zoidy and I have this whole elaborate prank worked out for wednesday.... Here we go:
We have this thing called the Parliamentary Club. It the whole of yr 10, and it is where we take up the roles of ministers etc and hold a 'Question Time'. We had elections a few weeks ago for the '
The rest of us make up various ministers in Bec's party, and a few other things. Grace etc are the security. Grace herself is Bec's bodyguard *sniggers*. Al is the Minister for Education. But Zoid and I are members of the press.... we are the critics.
But UNOFFICIALLY we are the saboteurs. Mrs Draper, who has organised the whole thing, has approved this.No one but me and zoidy know. We are like the cazza version of the chasers, except they are satirical.... and we are just plain chaotic...
So Zoi and I have worked this out. On wednesday morning, we will set up our complex construction on the ceiling of the theatrette (butchers paper, confetti, and a lot of string and tape). During question time in the theatrette, we will sit in the press gallery as expected. When it is nearly over I will fake sick and excuse myself to dispensary. When am out of sight of security, will run around to other side of theatrette near your old locker.
When Zoidy deems it appropriate, she will sneakily switch off the lights. amidst confusion, I will activate our awesome contraption via string trailing through the big windows. Voila! Confetti everywhere! This is just the distraction, though. Zoidy turns lights back on as soon as. Then I whip my arm through the window, with cap gun, and 'shoot' Ruthie (minister for arts).
Ruthie is in on it. She has a sachet of sauce under her sleeve, with holes poked in it. When she sees me shoot her, she claps her hand to arm, and POOF! sauce everywhere. Everyone is like OMG! and security go nuts. esp grace, as she is taking this sooooo seriously... he he he... her face....
The hardest part is me getting AWAY. The plan is just to RUN as fast as possible, in a v. v. roundabout route up to dispensary, and dump the gun somewhere.
Wow, that is a lot of writing... or blurting... but this wednesday will be worth it... except if I get caught...
Ugh. We've been having carols practice. We sound like crap. And that's WITHOUT the guys. They are coming in on friday.
Speaking of such things, there is a dance on thursday... such things afford one very interesting opportunities... such as turning up in sexy shirt and awesome fetish boots in front of Strang. Die, bitch.
How come you hate school at the moment? Let me guess: horrid grace-like organisms? don't worry, we will see you soon, and you don't have much school left of the year anyway... remember: in times of much needed revenge, honey is the key to any prank...
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"The internet is the maze, porn is the virgins, and Halo 2 is the killing" - Gareth Liddiard
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