I should have gone to the Art gallery with my Dad today. I probably would have had more fun, and I think he's upset that I didn't.

Y'see, Dad wanted to take me to the Art Gallery on Saturday. But on saturdays, I go over to a friends place to Roleplay. So I told Dad we could go on Sunday. Besides, I wanted to get tips on how to get the virus off my system. But I get to my friends place and, about midday to two I find out that my other friends car has broken down, so they can't make it. They want me to go up on Sunday. I say 'Yeah... okay then.' or words to that effect. But then Dad reminds me that I said he could take me to the art gallery. And I don't have the guts to tell my friends 'No, sorry, I'd rather go out with my Dad'. It's not like I get to do much with my Dad. So, Early this morning a friend comes around to take me to her place, and I'm absolutely tired from having trouble sleeping the night before. Eventually, we start roleplaying intermitten with some of my friends arguing with each other. For a while anyway. Then they start playing Diablo II online. And I look around me, realise how much of a stupid bitch I really am and go curl up in a corner to read my English novel. What kind of idiot am I that I turn down the chance to actually do something ::gasp:: Cultural with my Father and go to feel sickened and unimportant with people I'm having trouble liking at the moment? I hate more people right now then I usually do for some reason. I usually despise most people but make an effort to at least like my friends. I must have been extreemly pissed off at myself today, because I'm having trouble thinking of people I like right now. It's nothing agaist them of course, or you or anyone, it's just that when I start despising myself, I start to hate everyone else too.
That's three times I've let my father down this weekend. He's been trying hard recently to be a 'good father' to us, trying to reward us for getting good grades (Although mine were lousy anyway) and do things with us. But I didn't stay with the family and the Port Power club after dinner and I couldn't even make time to go to the Art gallery with him. Makes me feel really horrible too. But it's too late now really. School starts tomorow, and I spend next weekend at my mothers. The weekend after is mothers day, so we're going up to see nanna. It can't be nice, thinking your daughter has no time for you.

Enough of this self-pittying tripe. If I let myself be manipulated, demeaned and/or guilt-tripped, then I only have myself to blame. I wonder what happened- I used to be so smart and distant. I should kick Lauren in the shins next time I see her.

"The great end of life is not knowledge but action."
~Thomas H. Huxley
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Third time lucky eh? Thursday was ANZAC day, and it got me thinking 'bout something. When I was younger... About year 5 or 6, we were asked to design a banner for our school. All the schools of the area place banners along Torrens Road. Since it was a WWI jubilie and a sigifigent year for WWII as well, all the banners were themed around remembering the wars. We were to all submit designs, and ideas from some of the best would be taken and put together by someone I figured was a professional and the rest of us would get together and paint it. Of course, when I thought of things like ANZAC day and rememberence day, I thought of some of the imagery they liked to show us on ABC doccumentaries. So I drew rows of nameless white crosses and a crude representation of the glenelg war memorial.
Needless to say, none of my pictures were chosen.
I did, however, end up getting a handshake from the teacher. The lady came in with a draw up of the final design, and looking around you could see which students got their ideas chosen as she outlined the plan. The student who'd borrowed the atlas and outlined Australia, the extremly artistic one who'd drawn the native flowers around a wreath, the girl who'd drawn the flags in the V for victory sign. The banner was Australia in yellow in a sea of dark green, surrounded by native flowers around two australian flags with the poles in a V shape. Then she mentioned my ontribution. She said she had found something written on one of the posters that she liked, and so it would be written above the map of Australia. To all those who fought for our freedom, and to those who died doing so- Thank you. I recognised it as mine- I'd written it in the top left corner of my banner in a vauge attempt to make the image more meaningful. Of course, I was buzzed she liked it but I remember it feeling a little shallow. Then the teacher goes through our submissions and comes across mine. He calls me up to the desk, which I aproach aprehensively. Nothing good comes of being called to the teachers desk- most of the time it resulted in me loosing my Pen lisense. On a side note, that may explain my reluctance to get a drivers lisense.
But no, I wasn't in trouble. The teacher wanted to shake my hand because of what I'd written on my submission. That was bizarre to say the least, and I'm sure it's had a psychological impact on me of some kind. I now like to write on my pictures, but I doubt that's entirely it.

Mediochre little tid-bit, no?

"Wit is educated insolence."
~Aristotle
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White bird featherless
Flew from heavenward
Landed on the castle wall.
Along comes Sir Landless
Took it up handless
Rode away horseless
To the kings white hall.

Tell you what, if you can tell me what that is here, I'll draw you a picture. First person only.

Well, my braces are off, and my teeth have gotten over their slimy feel. It's wierd how that happens.
Either way, I celebrated with a watermellon and grapefruit drink. Yum ^_^

It's too bad I never have anything intersting to say. Hello all my friends. Which, of course, is everyone reading this U^.^U;
I need to think about changing the way this blogger looks. It's mighty cramped. I should get off me bum and get around to fixing that...

Ah well. Later all.

"Jesus doesn't love me, he's just using me for sex"
~Last nights Comedy Gala... I wish I could remember exactly who. One of the people from the Glass house.

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Heyo.

Well, this week is shaping up to be... um, interesting?

First, the happy news. My braces come off tomorow. yay. I've only been waiting for this since year 8. But on the pluss side, I don't look like bugs bunny no more.

Autumn holidays start at the end of this week too. That means I get to live at my computer, taking momentary breaks to write, draw and other assorted joys. Yehaw! And I find myself running low on happy news... I'm planing to have something like a networking party at a friends place. They haven't worked out which one yet U^.^U. I'm Dayo! Would have said so sooner, but circumstances prevented it.

I'm currently waiting for our I.P. test, believe it or not. Just writing to fill in the time. Then I'll spend the rest of school writing, while all the problems with the computers are sorted out. It's to be expected after all. Computer subjects are cool.

I hope Olivia reads this part sometime soon, because I love her Un.nU. If she's reading this, then she's got enough tome to come to this little black-hole of crum. And she's at home ^_^

Greeeeeeen. Okay, test over now. I'm going home ::sighs with joy::

Baibai.

"How does being gay make you a security risk?"
~Me, watching a doccumentary.
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How f'ed up are you?
See how you compare with the characters from FAMIB.
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