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You're a million ways to be cruel
Below are the 21 most recent journal entries.
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2006.08.16 17.57
Kidwinks
We need a social ATTENDING.
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2006.07.22 15.26
Alright
I... apologise. After no one was responding I kinda gave up and forgot all about this journal thing. Only took me a week or so to get back 'into the jive'.
Party. That would be really really awesome. I feel as though my vocabulary has changed. And I haven't seen people in ages. So it'll be great to... mingle. Or whatever the kids are caling it these days... Ha. I'm so laaame. And tired. Somewhat. Even though it's like... afternoon.
Hello?
Mood:  crazy
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2006.07.06 14.22
Hello out there!
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2006.05.17 15.59
Anarchy
My mum sent me another letter. Along with some more chocolates and my licorice. The chocolates are for anyone, Neville can have the turkish delights. The licorice is mine. Unless you ask me very nicely you won't be getting any.
I don't like the letter she sent. Not at all. And I believe that people will eventually find out anyway if I don't just write it down.
There was this hotel in London we stayed at over the last christmas holidays. The manager's son is only about a year older than me, and he was assisting with plans for the new year. When we met we really hit it off. And it was probably the most fun i've had with any one person.
My parents went back there about a week and a half ago, for the fun of it, and ran into him. Apparently he has some sort of assistants job there now, which is great for him.
Right, so him and my parents got talking and I easily became one of the topics, my parents remembering the time we spent together...
Is it a bad thing that i've never told my parents i'm gay? Because dad's pissed, mum's upset. I don't think they'd listen to me if I tried to explain anything. I don't blame Joel for saying what he did. He didn't know they didn't know. I figure I won't have to see them again till next summer if I play my cards right...
Still nice of her to send candy, though.
P:S: Are some of you still alive?
Mood:  worried
Music: Danger! High Voltage! -electric six.
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2006.05.15 16.12
Sooooooooooooooooooooo tired.
Smell food. But it's in a locked drawer...
A hexed drawer too...
My eyes're drooping and hmmm... *Snug*
Atleast my bed's warm. I think it's windy outside. Could be my brain. Making me thiiiink that. But. I'm cold... I think i'm 'under the weatherrrr'
yeah...
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2006.05.14 14.09
Theo. Where the fuck are you.
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2006.05.11 21.01
Spitfire.
Gasp.
Oh my.
Gasp.
WHY THE FUCK IS THERE A HOLE IN MY SHIRT.
I haven't even worn it yet this summer. It also smells like grease. WHO HAS BEEN GREASING MY SHIRTS?
...Maybe one of the lunch ladies stole it? YES? and kept it and thought 'oh, the adorable young man like want it back, besides I don't have a chance seeing as he's gay' then sniffed it and snuck into the tent and gave it back.
Oh, I do hope that is what happened. I need some excitement. Although now I must wash it.
Maybe they're the ones who put rocks in the tent. Which have now disappeared. Food for thought. (IT'S A PUN! SEE! BECAUSE THEY'RE LUNCH LADIES!)
And I think someone sprayed a little toooooo much deodorant in here earlier... hee.
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2006.05.07 13.02
Jesus.
OKay. Things keep happening and I have no idea what's going on. CURSE YOU PEOPLE AND YOUR TRUSTWORTHY SECRET HOLDING. A lot of it seems to be happening to everyone else and not me. Which is really unfair.
• Have not been snogged by a teacher, of either sex.
• Have not had sudden urges to go deep diving into the lake. P.S: What's a Roary?
• Have not woken up handcuffed to my bed.
• Have not killed any plants, nor have I been attacked by one.
• Have not eaten in about 8 hours.
• My turkish delights are missing. Thank god.
• My journal has decided to change as well. Wtf. It's like its saying i'm becoming obsessed with myself.
• I need to clean my part of the tent. I came back from the teeth cleaning duties one must do last night and tripped over my blue shirt. Which had a rock under it.
• WHO THE HELL PUT ROCKS IN THE TENT.
Mood: cold
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2006.05.05 18.21
My ear hurts, ouch.
Interesting comments. On my journal and from other journals.
I'm sooooooooo... apathetic right now.
There's no more chocolate left. Well, unless you count turkish delight. I hate turkish delight.
Mood:  apathetic
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2006.05.01 18.54
DUH NUH NUH. NUH NUH NUH NUH NUHHHHH!!!!!!!!
HELLO!
I feel happy. No idea why. I just am.
Must be something in the tea.
Or the air.
Or something in general. I really need to be more social here. Though I have found the time i've spent with myself rather pleasurable (not in that way you dirty, dirty bastards). Haven't really made new mates. New Acquaintances? Maybe.
I have question thingers.
All yee non-virgins:
The strangest place you've had sex.
All yee VIRGINITES:
The strangest place you think you'd like to have sex in.
((OOC: In about 3-4 weeks I have the mid year examinations for the qualifications of IGCSE, and I must get my arse on the study boat :( I'm going to try be as active as possible. But this'll just make my contact times even worse, thanks))
Mood:  bouncy
Music: Under Pressure - Queen+David Bowie
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2006.04.29 14.26
Come here you wingnut.
I got an owl from my ma today. I'm kinda over the hill about that. It was short, sweet and to the point. But that's my mum for you. She sent me a box of chocolates too. Anyone want one?
{Private to students}By the way... that purple weed... may I recommend not trying it? I had the biggest headache... and I feel really queasy when I eat now. Drinkings all good, though. So unless you live on liquids. {/Private to students}
Who was it that was really nifty and put wards on their journal? I can't remember.
I want to finish my homework. But... It's at my desk. And i'm all the way over here. On the rug. Picking at string. I should be outside. In the sun. But the last time I went out I slipped in a puddle.
I'm feeling anti-social. Someone come entertain me.
Mood: uncomfortable
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2006.04.27 19.32
Nightmares. Bah,
I had a nightmare last night. Joy.
In other news.
B-o-r-e-d-o-m.
B-O-R-E-D-O-M.
In case, y'know, y'cant spell.
As for the Harry's crush thing. I think it'd be best to wait. Everyones bound to find out soon enoughh anyway. I'm surprised it hasn't spread like wildfire.
Good things come to those who wait.
I want to go to sleep but i'm not entirely tired. I think I should do somebody homework.
I don't know where my 'tent buddies' are. Michael has generally buggered off somewhere. I think Dean's getting washed up. And Blaise is probably out buggering someone... or something hiding in a tree or something. Not that I see him as some weird tree climbing boy. I just can't be bothered thinking up theories right now.
Mood:  geeky
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2006.04.24 14.43
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