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Mar. 14th, 2006 05:43 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
Crazy post today. I have a slight headache, probably from all the rust medium and verdigris (but oh Eru IT WAS WORTH IT!!!).
Ahem, we had an art day at school. And I went totally rust and verdigris and gloss and waxy stuff happy. The end.
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Year 12 Camp:
Beechworth = nice place. Nice bakery, lolly shop with more sugar than is probably legal, ice-cream place with Baileys flavour. With alcohol.
Well, what was I supposed to do? Not try it?
Admittedly I was swaying a little on the walk back to camp, but that may have been because the hill was so steep. Really. I swear.
Sonya's talk about nightclubs and drugs has me convinced that I should stay at home every night and drink nothing but soda water for the next two decades or so.
After Sophie's talk, I concluded that it is a good idea not to get cancer, especially not bone marrow cancer.
After the talk about uni interviews, etc, I think I should hire a super genius to pretend to be me at my interview. Alas, however, for lack of funds. So I think my brother will be all right instead. He knows the meaning of carthasis and is only in year 9.
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He does have his moments, though, such as on Saturday night...
"Give me your keys, you're too drunk to drive the house!"
Honestly. Just because I was curled up on my back on the floor making weird screeching sounds... :P
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Well, this is my way of procrastinating English homework, so I go now.
PS: A curse on the Commonwealth Games
PPS: Cette une bonne idee ecrire mon livejournal pour s'ameliorer le francais, non? J'espere que je parlerais et ecrivais le francais plus bien aussi. Je suis fatiguee. J'en ai mar.
Au revoir, tout le monde!
Ahem, we had an art day at school. And I went totally rust and verdigris and gloss and waxy stuff happy. The end.
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Year 12 Camp:
Beechworth = nice place. Nice bakery, lolly shop with more sugar than is probably legal, ice-cream place with Baileys flavour. With alcohol.
Well, what was I supposed to do? Not try it?
Admittedly I was swaying a little on the walk back to camp, but that may have been because the hill was so steep. Really. I swear.
Sonya's talk about nightclubs and drugs has me convinced that I should stay at home every night and drink nothing but soda water for the next two decades or so.
After Sophie's talk, I concluded that it is a good idea not to get cancer, especially not bone marrow cancer.
After the talk about uni interviews, etc, I think I should hire a super genius to pretend to be me at my interview. Alas, however, for lack of funds. So I think my brother will be all right instead. He knows the meaning of carthasis and is only in year 9.
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He does have his moments, though, such as on Saturday night...
"Give me your keys, you're too drunk to drive the house!"
Honestly. Just because I was curled up on my back on the floor making weird screeching sounds... :P
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Well, this is my way of procrastinating English homework, so I go now.
PS: A curse on the Commonwealth Games
PPS: Cette une bonne idee ecrire mon livejournal pour s'ameliorer le francais, non? J'espere que je parlerais et ecrivais le francais plus bien aussi. Je suis fatiguee. J'en ai mar.
Au revoir, tout le monde!
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Date: 2006-03-14 10:55 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2006-03-15 06:31 am (UTC)Next term is twelve.
*abuse at Games*
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Date: 2006-03-23 01:41 am (UTC)