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Currently listening to: Spoon - Don't Make Me A Target

When I was younger, I hollowed out a hardback book, because I always saw them in films, and I thought it was awesome. The only problem is that I'm so honest and open with my family that I have nothing to hide in there...that and also I showed them which book it was.

Oh yeah, and I got good results.

Exams, grades and effort.

BOOYA.

pop.

It's been a while, but now it's time for the...

Annual Christmas List of Gifts!

Mummles:
    Peter Alexander Dachshund.
    $200.00 towards my MacBook.
    Get Up Kids Band Camp Hoodie.

Mama Christmas:
    Get Up Kids Panda Tshirt.
    Haigh's Dark Pastilles.
    Haigh's Dark Frogs.
    Motion City Soundtrack - Even if it Kills Me.
    Jimmy Eat World - Chase This Light.
    Voodoo Love Doll.
    Word Search Book.
    Freedom Candle Lamp Thinga.

Daddles:
    2008 Diary.
    Haigh's Dark Pastilles.
    Ceramic Frog Trinket Box.
    Skull and Crossbones Magnet.
    2008 Guinness Book of Records.
   
Anna and Bumpharry:
    Haigh's Dark Pastilles.
    Silver Bird Clip.
    $100.00

Bumpy and Maa:
    $50.00

Mark and Em:

Matthew:
    $30.00

The Frickers:
    $40.00

And that stuff that Hannah gave me before.

Currently listening to: John Mayer - Bigger than my Body

I was sitting, waiting for the Office to come on.
Channel Ten is composed primarily of douches, and thus it always comes on about 10 minutes late.
The episode of Law and Order, however, did not seem to be drawing to a close, in fact, it seemed to still be in the early establishing stages of the storyline.
I had been looking forward all day to sitting down and watching the Office tonight, but alas, my dreams were shattered into shards and laid onto the floor for us to pace about on, and let lambs feast on our cool sap.

Or as Nick put it:

Get stuffed channel 10 eat a bag of dix.

The sophisticated director/entrepreneur/director that he is.

Currently listening to: Weird Al Yankovic - Trapped in the Drive Thru

Gggggeeeeee I'm all excited
Steve Morgan might be buying Borris, my iBook G4.
I think it's somewhat dependent on whether or not the memory can be upgraded, which I have just recently discovered is possible.
I'm so excited.
I want to go out right now and buy a Macbook.
I do prefer the iBook G4s though, just the finish, how they're shiny, and how there's not that silly space between the keyboard and the edge, and the squishiness of the keyboard. I love that.
It will take a bit of getting used to, but they're pretty rad.
Oh the 2.2 gigahertz is to die for.
Seriously, they run like a dream.
Wench is getting one.
He ordered it last week, and it's coming soon.
I toadally want to beat him to it heh heh heh.
I feel like such a spoilt bastard though, just being like 'hey, I want to go out RIGHT NOW to Next Byte and buy a new Macbook. Let's go, Daddio!'.
I do have the money to pay for it.
But that means less money for the Canada fund.
At the moment I've got over $11 000.
$7 000 of that is the car fun though.
So there's a bit over $4 000 for the Canada fund.
So then, take off about $1 500 for the Laptop fund.
And that leaves only $2 500 for the Canada fund.
That is truly naaawt enuffff.
Hmm.
So my plan is:
Sell it to Steve Morgan, Nick said for about $500 maybe.
And I asked my mummles if perhaps they could pay for however much they feel appropriate for Christmas, and then I get nothing, but financial help from the two most wonderful parents/people in the world.
She said yes so ya.
I really want to get it right now grrr. Lame ass.
Steve Morgan wants it for editing.
So he wouldn't want the Airport Extreme card, so I'd take that back.
So yeah, he wants to upgrade the RAM, at the moment it's 256.
And he'd use an external harddrive, and put Final Cut Pro on it, and then use it purely for editing.
He just doesn't want to/doesn't have the means to buy a new one (which are fairly expensive I suppose, and mine's in pretty damn good condition, once I get the screen fixed up).
I was thinking, I organise it with him and tell him that I'll get the screen fixed before I sell it to him.
Then I buy the Macbook (hopefully today, eee) and give them Borris to fix up.
That way I don't have to sit around in the holidays without Borris (which is when I use him the most).
And yeah. Blah blah blah.
This is my plan.
My plans suck, they're so childish and naive.
I'm never going to get anywhere in the real world.
I just make up elaborate schemes and sweet talk everyone.
I'm seriously not going to get anywhere.

Now, Borris V2.
He would be a 13inch Macbook.
White.
Most likely the intermediate model.
$1 899.
Mummy's teaching license tinga expires sometime in January.
Using that, it's $1 749.
$160 is a nice little discount.
And Thus, I must get it before next year.
1GB of RAM.
120 GB harddrive.
Double layer SuperDrive.
And I'd put the Airport Extreme in it.
*Drool*
Oh I'm so excited.
So so SO excited.
I need to go out and get it right now.
Guh, I wish Nick weren't asleep.
Silly Advertiser.
Rupert keeping him up late.
I'm so selfish right now ugh I hate it.
And hungry.
Hmm.
But no, I shouldn't eat.
Blah blah blah.

I was going to talk about something else, not so very contrived.
Oh yes, that's right.
School.
I have exams the week after next.
I have written them down, like the good little wench that I am.

Week 7
Tuesday (27th) - 9am - 11am - English Studies - P114
Wednesday (28th) - 9am - 10.30am - Biology - Chapel
Thursday (29th) - 9am - 11am - Indonesian - RH101

Week 8
Monday (3rd) - 9am - 11am - Maths Applications - Chapel
                     - 1.40pm - 3.10pm - Psychology - Chapel

It's not too bad, in my opinion.

Today I was meant to be going shopping with Robin and Seb in the city, they needed to go clothes shopping, but didn't really want to go together and seem super gay so yeah, but that fell through because they're both slack and silly.

Tomorrow, the guys are going hard rubbishing around Belair, and then afterwards going back to Seb's place (Casa de la Wiggle) for a swim. Robin promised that he'd call me when they're on their way back, so that I can go, and meet up for the swimming portion of the day, as they don't want heaps of people going hard rubbishing, and I'd really rather not go hard rubbishing, especially in this heat. Ugh it's pretty damn crazy.

It was 39 degrees Celcius yesterday. It was pretty damn hot. I had my jumper on all day. I didn't even really feel much of a need to take it off, it was kind of strange.

The treadmill is feeling the heat. It dies and it pisses me off because I can't get my full work out done, and I can't challenge myself, I have to go at a boring pace so that hopefully it won't die. I'm so sick of it, I'm not going to lose weight if I'm only walking for 30 minutes and it's slow. Gahhhhh.

Blah blah blah.

As I've been writing this, I feel like such a spoilt brat, and a whiner. I'm sorry, to all the people who don't read this. I never even read it. It's just a vent. A big virtual vent. Maybe a steam vent. I'm not really sure. Or an air conditioner vent. That could be kinda neat. In this heat. Check out that rhyme bitches.

Catchya on tha flip flop.

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