Jenni

A 'garrrgh'! and a 'grrrr'! to Getty's watermarks. Jenni is now indefinitely annoyed, and will spend the rest of her day talking about herself in the third person.

In other news, Jenni is away for one day, and look what she saw when she got back. She SQUEEs. XA LIVES!

She also wants to perve on Jude Law see I Heart Huckabees.

Did I miss something? Because suddenly it seems like monsson season in a place where you don't get monsoon seasons. Melbourne had flash flooding (from the news), and Brisbane river looks like it might overflow soon too. For the second day in a row my feet are cold and wet. Maybe I should start to wear socks. Now there's a thought!

In other news, I got cajun_chick411's Christmas card yesterday! Whee! More snail mail!

Mum: look, a letter for you.
Me: *unsuspecting* Hmmmmmm?
Mum: and it's wet. Is it from Japan?
Me: lemme see. Oh. It is wet. *upon further inspection* Whee! It's from Piper!
Mum: who's Piper? Is it from Japan?
Me: no, Piper's a friend from America.
Mum: *suspicious* is it a boy?
Me: er. Not really, no. *prances off to my room*

Sleep makes everything better. Woke up this morning feeling a lot happier than I was last night. Though right now, I'm sort of sick. I think it might've been the dumplings I had for lunch. Now I know that day-old lamb/chives dumplings are best left... not eaten. And it smells disgusting when it's thrown up, too...

EDIT TO ADD: I tried to send Kana (my buddy in Japan) an email, but it wouldn't work. Why must it hate me so? *Woe*

The week’s finished before I even registered that it’d begun. Am completely and totally losing track of the time. By this time next week I’d have finished my first 2 Blocks. One of them is summative, and it’ll be Chemistry, my worst subject.

I am seriously considering burying my head in the sand like Barnell an ostrich. Except for the fact that it won’t be too comfortable, so I’ll give it a pass.

Must. Mustmustmustmustmustmust cram study everything. Must.

I will not panic.

I will not stress.

I am not going to fail anything.

There.

On to a slightly more cheerful subject, Travis’ The Invisible Band is my precious CD of the week. By the way, does anyone know what happened to them? I remember one of their songs did pretty well on the charts, and then they just sort of... vanished.

=A random thought= I wouldn’t want to be a podiatrist. Imagine having to spend the whole of your career looking at feet. I wouldn’t be able to stand it. Heck, I can’t stand my own ingrown nails dominated feet.

( And this, nicked off someone- can’t remember who, sorry- my accomplishments, or lack thereof... )

Little kids are annoying. And my shoulder hurts.

Well. First week of school=over. I have somehow acquired numerous blisters on the soles of my feet, and they are very painful. No I have to walk weirdly with my feet at strange angles to each other.

Yuki sensei (the Japanese teacher from Japan) is leaving next Friday, so we’re going to have a party thingy for her. And Kathy is going to miss her because SHE WON’T BE BACK ON FRIDAY. If Kathy is reading this, COME BACK NOW!!!!

Yeah.

Report cards are coming on Monday, which is good, because then I don’t have to worry about it until that time. But I know all my marks already anyway. And they are quite possibly the worse marks I’ve ever gotten.

Which is not very comforting, and I should be doing my homework right now but I’m easily distracted and… yeah…

I think I’ll go and wallow in my bad marks.

Was Amanda’s Birthday yesterday. And just in case she’s reading this (which she most likely won’t be), HAPPY BIRTHDAY!!

That will be all.

Bleurgh. Woke up at 6am and threw up. Wasn't pretty. Am feeling much better now. I hate it when that happens. I'm all sick and floppy and stuff, and then 2 hours later, I'm all better. So when mum asks me to vaccum, I can't refuse, because I'm not sick any more.

Vaccum cleaners are the worst invention of mankind.

I hate vaccum cleaners.

I don't know why I'm on the internet when I should be doing my homework.

Bad me!

Yes.

I post far too much.

I am also obsessed with making icons.

GAHK!

Yes. I just felt like doing that.

16 hours into the 40-hour famine: starting to get a little hungry. Surely there’s a rule against parents buying chocolate the previous day and taunting you by placing the aforementioned chocolate in the most obvious place of the room.

It’s not fair...