Whoops!

Ok, Well... to be perfectly honest, I forgot I even had this blog! And, right now, I can't be fagged writing anything too much, but to keep you all up to date a little bit, Christmas sucked, I went to the Big Day Out, and I got a car. Here is a photo of Miss Daisy...

Kay... going now.

Sacmus Cheer

Ok people! I know I made my Christmas post last night... but this is different. This is my Sacmus post. That's right, Sacmus. Don't question it, just bask in the glory that it Sacmus. And remember, it's not the presents that we should be thinking about on Sacmas day, we should be remembering the birth of Santa. Isn't that was Sacmas is all about?

So, I'm here to wish you all a very

Christmas

Alright! Christmas is here.... and... I'm not liking it. It's not a real good time to be around my Mum right now... and Christmas just isnt the same without her running around covered in tinsel!

Buuuuut... there is only ONE MONTH til Slipknot! Bow down to them people!!!!

That's all I really have to say!

Have a Merry Christmas everyone!

HOORAY FOR SMILEY CENTRAL!

Happy

I talked to Liam on the phone last night! I rang him after he finished work.. and I think I just about started crying when he answered! LOL... how stupid is that? It's been so long since we talked.. and I sorta just lost it. It was great though! We talked about anything and everything! And... as happy as I was that I got to talk to him... It sucked! He told me that he's definitely not going to the BDO... which means... I don't get to see him! I was sooooo looking forward to it! I wanna see the beard in person! lmao. Anywho... we (obviously) said goodnight... hung up... and then it hit me. I'm not over him. I honestly thought that I was. I mean.. well... not totally... but getting there! But as soon as I heard his voice it all came back! *sigh*. I hate when that happens! Ok... how often does THAT happen..? YOU SHUT UP! lmao

Anyway... i think that I should go... because I still have to write my cheat sheet for maths... i have a test in 90 mins. So.. I shall write more after lunch.. when I get home. Toodle-oo

JOSSIE!

There was a little Spanish flea
A record star he thought he'd be
He'd heard of singers like Beatles and Chipmonks he'd seen on tv!!
Why not a little Spanish flea?

Imagine

Ok... I'm sorry it has been so long since my last post, but I really haven't had the chance. For the last week, for example, I was in Glen Innes. Where, 1: I had no internet access, and 2: even if I had have, i wasn't really in the mood to go online and post on this.

Mum, dad and I went up to Glen on friday afternoon, because my Nan had gotten sicker. Anyway... she died on Saturday morning. Mum was a complete mess (understandably), so when Dad came back home to Coffs the next day, I stayed in Glen with Mum. Nan's funeral was on Wednesday, in Inverell, and after that, the 'wake' was out at my Aunty Patsie's house. If any of you know my family, you know that they are big drinkers. So, as you can imagine, there were plenty of drunken people stumbling around Patsie's yard. Kaitlyn and I chose to avoid this, by both staying inside, and going for drives.

We went looking at Christmas lights... it was quite amusing! We were cruising around in this BEAST of a car... fuck it was hilarious. This is not the one that we were driving around... but similar. . It's so funny! Kaitlyn was actually so embarrassed to be seen in it, that when we came to a roundabout, and 2 people that she knows were standing on the side of the road, she quickly tried to duck down to avoid being spotted. In doing this, she managed to slice her knee on something in the car, and was actually bleeding. Heh. Sorry Kaitlyn, but it was hilarious.

The one (and only) good thing about my Nan dying, was that all the relatives that we never get to see, because they live in Sydney came up and were staying in town. One of Mum's cousins, Lisa, came up, with her 11wk old baby Riley. My GOD he's a cutie. And I HATE babies! There were so many chicks there, that everytime he needed to be fed, burped, have a nappy change or was being fussy, there were 50 million hands going up, and people rushing towards him. Mum, was the worst. Lisa put Riley down to sleep, and warned us that he would probably cry for a couple of minutes, but to just leave him, and he will go to sleep. Mum, of course couldn't control herself. Every time she heard him make a noise she was in the room as quick as a flash! It was funny! But I was quick to inform her that if she has another baby I will be forced to kill her! This is not only due to the fact that I don't wanna be stuck playing babysitter for the rest of my life, but because the spare room is right next door to me.. so that means that I would both have to be quiet all the time, and when the shit wakes up, *I* would be the one that has to get up and fix the fuckin thing. I THINK NOT!

This weekend has been so boring! All I have been doing is homework. It stinks. I mean, I had to, because I had to catch up on the stuff I missed all of last week. I didn't realise how much maths I could do though. I thought that i would just what I can, and hope that they didn't cover too much nmore in class... but I swear I've done like a friggin years worth of maths. Stupid me. I didn't realise til i was finished... *sigh*. And english.. well... I just couldn't stop myself! We are doing poetry shit... and I just kept annotating! I think I have a problem.

Speaking of problems... is it possible to get addicted to putting hand cream stuff on? Because if it is, I think I am!! It's this vaseline intensive care stuff... and it comes in this semi-small bottle thingy.. and I'm flying through them! I keep it next to me when I'm on the computer, or doing homework or something, and every time I look at the thing, i put more on! I JUST DID IT AGAIN! Shoot me.... shoot me now.

Anyway, i think I'm going to go. My parents and their friends that are down from Darwin have been gone since 9am.. and 8 hours later... they still aren't home. Mum better hurry up... She has to cook me dinner! *rubs tummy*

HOORAY!

I'm not going to say what today is, incase i get stabbed 11 times in the eye with a blunt chair... but... Jarryd.... I LOVE YOU!