OMG OMG OMG!!! it's the last week of term!!! the holidays are nearly upon us ^_^ *brief interlude of screaming and jumping and other sure signs of excitement*

before i go any further...im not sure whether emoticons work on here or not. i mean there's no button to see the legend or anything but il try them anyway.

before i started writing this i was feeling extremely tired and stressed due to various tests, parties, HOMEWORK (dont u dare get me started on that) and a general lack of rest. HOWEVER just the thought of the holidays has rejuvenated me so effectively that maybe i might just last the week.

today was nothing spectacular (being a monday and all). after an extremely unfulfilling sleep thanks to the snores of my sister, i awoke to a dreary, rainy morn...not the most positive of starts. although groggy, i enjoyed a balanced breakfast of 1/2 a grapefruit, a boysenberry and vanilla yoghurt, and a strong milo. before skipping (*hack* more like stumbling) off to the bus i gulped down my teenage multi pill. now these, i tell you, are my savoirs. they are what keep me going when nothing else can.

the bus ride:
well...what can i say... over an hour in a bus full of marsden green and queen margaret blue. perky lower schoolers up front screaming as if it's lunchtime. slippery roads and a freakish driver missing cars and corners by millimeters.

joy o joy - before the day has even officially started i have broken to very important rules my counsellor has taught me...start off positively, and smile-or at least dont frown. i doubt even she would be smiling stuck with that lot. anyway i'v arrived at school.

morning lessons, nothing spectacular, actually nothing even mediocre. i cant remember what i had but it was sure boring...o thats right-a test. of course i found it fine having studied for hours in all my spare time.

i spent morning tea frantically catching up on some notes i'd somehow missed. then it was right back to work. i have to say this lesson had a bit more fizz to it...starting of with a bang ...another test. it was only extremely short, no worries there. the rest of the period was spent wondering what assembly had in store...why is our school so damn hardout religious. man it was terrible!!! zZzZzZzZzZ there are a million and one things that would have made better use of that hour. infact..i cant think of anything else more wastefull than that formal piece of shit.

lunch was a welcomed rest. i signed up for this fancy site due to the prompting of trish (she's my counsellor and u better be prepared to hear alot about her). she told that art is one of the best ways to let out whatever's inside me...and i quite agree. so is writing this journal thingamajig. i thought it was pretty gay at first..."dear diary"...i cant stand people who write that. who the hell started the lamedom??? it's not like the things got a brain. it's an inanimate object.

im sure you dont want to hear about after lunch, and i cant really be bothered recounting the pleasant times. i think i've written enough aye...a whole bloody essay NO! a novel even maybe a whole series of novels. don't worry, i'll be back soon. and be sure to have a look at the painting i've loaded on...i did it before when i was still in a bad mood...