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Thursday, November 29, 2007

Another week gone, 2 weeks left until that dreadful period for over half a term with no friends, no life, fattening up stuffing yourself with 2% fat free china food.. population dying from excess of carbon dioxide...

=]] TODAY IS MY LUCKY DAY!!

Say: why jery?

Hehehehe [unable to control laughter and excitement] THIS MORNING as i sat down on the bench at the bus stop, i was half gazing into the radiating UV rays of the sun, [at the same time my pupils wer fading] and half growing melanomas. WHEN: -looks down when sun's rays become slightly overpowering- hmmm? what is THIS? I do not recall having curry for breakfast, let alone eating with my fingers...

OH FUCK -quickly glances around to make sure noone had noticed or was glaring in disgust-

The particles of matter had been absorbed through numerous loactions of me including my skirt, my shirt (which today looked innocently enough like one of my typical chocolate/tuna sauce stains thank god), the skin on my THUMB and MY WALLET!! >___<

NOT ONLY was the matter curry-resembling, it contained TWO TYPES OF PARTICLES =OO. There was that clear straw-pigmented liquid in which the black/brown solid particles flowed. When i looked closelier, there were remnants of seedy looking organisms which, jusdging with my archaeological expertise, came from the INTERIOR OF A VARITEY OF FOODS SUCH AS FRUIT, NUTS AND SEEDS (alas, she pays attention in class) which were presumably used to form clumps in faeces to speed up the expellsion from the ANUS.

OHH the expertise! I could become a faeciologist one day =]]

boy, i love you so
just look in these eyes, they'll tell you where this could go
I just want you to know

haha, welcome to our new skin + song.

anyways, yesterday I hurried out of the Baulkham Hills High school gates at 1:45 pm and powerwalked a kilomtre up to old northem road to catch the 630 hillsbus to get to the orthodontist while trying to comprehend the crinkled map i printed out from tripplanner.com. arriving 20 minutes early, i sat at the busstop eating my pear when.. "HEY ISNT THAT THE 630 SPEEDING OFF ON THE OTHER SIDE OF OLD NORTHERN ROAD GOIGN INT HE OPPOSITE DIRECTION??"

Then, glaring furiously at my map again, i found that there was an arrow pointing to the left side on old northern road -___-'''

Several buses passed and stopped, and the panic in me bubbled and overloaded like Jerry's pro testing for hydrogen and oxygen compound pracical. As each bus passed, I clambered up the steps to ask the driver if "does this bus by any chance stop at epping?"

They would glare at me like all busdrivers do speddily and yell at me to look at the front of the bus, when they could have saved everyons some energy and told me nicely. Then half an hour later i would reach the front of the bus and read "Blacktown route 4" or something. Running back to school so i would not be stranded in the middle of castle hill, tears formed in the corner of my eyes as i felt the forlornness surrounding by teeming traffic, the exposure, and harm, the-

-sees everyone tutting unbelievingly-

ok --''

cyah on monday everyone. excpet bobby =(
have fun and avoide visiting universities in america! <3

jelly~