Sunday, November 4


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music: the great escape - boys like girls

omgah. doyoulikeitdoyoulikeitdoyoulikeit? :D i've changed around bits and pieces. and i made that thingy at the top. i drew it and painted it in my shiny new acrylics. [additional brushes and text thanks to photoshop.] haha. i hear beeling's scoffing in my mind. i'm getting there, okay? one day. one day. so i've had a pretty relaxing weekend. on friday i found out the dates for the exchange. it'll be a tiny bit more than three months, but that's fine with me. i'm not sure if i'll be able to be away from perth for so long. i'll miss.. the fresh air. and all of you, of course. minus the weirdo internet stalkers. vladimir*cough* no. that's not funny. so i've been putting together this mini video on good old windows movie maker. it's bits and pieces of all the video files i've got on my computer that have no use, so i've put them all together. it's a bit of a jumble. i'll finish it soon. :) i have an algebra test tomorrow! do i hear a hint of enthusiasm? no. you don't. i'm dreading it. i hate algebra. and i hate math. i hate going to math. and i hate sitting in math because i hate learning about math. and i hate how my teacher says 'aaaaangle' instead of the plain 'angle.' and i hate sitting next to the top two students in the class who always get ninety percent plus when they get their tests back. and i hate trying to rush my text book exercises so i'll be able to keep up with them. and i hate checking my answers with them because mine are always wrong. and i hate how my teacher won't let me lie on the floor when i'm finished with my work. and i hate how she gives us exercises from the text book because that means i have to take the whole bloody book home. and i hate that i never do take it home and then hate myself for not doing my maths homework. i hate that it's the end of the year so it's too late to start a new notepad, so i've got to continue writing in this blue one that makes my writing look so deformed and unorganised. i also hate sitting next to beeling sometimes because her math problems always look so neatly organised which makes me jealous. i hate how bright the classroom is. all. the. time. and i hate not being able to do a question and asking someone beside me.
i wish i could work things out myself.

<3
because i can't fucking stand it, when you're around.

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