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2004 3 April :: 3.53 pm
:: Mood: tired
(Copied up from a notebook when I got back)
Location: Hotel room
We finally reached the hotel, and I'm writing this while snacking on a packet of sugar. I might go a little high later, I'll warn. We looked around the shops in Cowes earlier, which were mind-numbingly boring (although I did pick up a 0.1 pen for inking drawings.)
The hotel's pretty average; we've been twice before, so it's nothing new. The room's quite small and I'm sharing with my sister, but at least I can charge my walkman now.
I managed to clear that tricky point in my game (Sword of Mana) only to find another difficult part. One of those dead-end area. I just need to work out the trick part.
Endlessly, she said... |
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2004 3 April :: 9.15 am
:: Mood: irritated
(Copied up from a notebook when I got back)
Location: On board the ferry to the Isle of Wight
Well, today hasn't exactly been a good start to the holiday, and I'm hardly suprised. I got yelled at repeatedly this morning by my father because he was in a bad mood (stemmed from sleep deprivation apparently.) When we got going, there was a long, boring drive to Southampton to catch the ferry. That was not fun; my walkman battery is nearly drained, the parents put the radio on, and the GBA game I was playing ended up being highly frustrating.
It involved a long narrative, followed by difficult fighting, with no save point in between.
So now I'm being bored on the useless ferry. The only drinks on board are either fizzy or caffeinated; they haven't even got water. So I'm stuck with no drink and no music, and I doubt things will improve.
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2004 2 April :: 10.08 pm
:: Mood: pissed off
I have to go on holiday to the Isle of Wight tomorrow! Not fair! And it's with all my family, grandparents and a few cousins. I can only manage a quick update because I forgot to do this earlier.
All my family have been arguing over nothing, and my dad hit my sister! He hasn't done that to either of us for years! He's not usually violent, this is taking things too far.
Gotta go, update on Thursday!
Endlessly, she said... |
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2004 1 April :: 4.51 pm
:: Mood: indifferent
:: Music: AFI ~ Take the Test
I'm eating rice crackers with butter and hundreds and thousands on. Yes, I'm bored. And I'm listening to music on my walkman, which is in a small, fluffy blue backpack. I'm very bored. ^_^
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2004 31 March :: 5.40 pm
:: Mood: depressed
:: Music: Guns N' Roses ~ Welcome to the Jungle
Just typical of me to be on an end-of-term low while everyone else is high. And of course, I managed to end up crying on the station today. And here's me thinking I was out of the habit of crying in public. And so much my wonderful friends did. Pretty much ignored me as usual.
It was some stupid year 8 kid that set me off. I was fragile as it was, but the little bitch kept annoying me, so I yelled at her and walked off. At that point, a girl who was in my class in year 8 and 9 came and talked to me, which was nice of her. In the end, one of my friends came over, and three of us talked for a bit.
Shame it didn't improve my mood a bit more.
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2004 30 March :: 7.50 pm
:: Mood: bored
:: Music: AFI ~ ...but home is nowhere
Random Points in My Boring Life
Well, my sister got her precious Party in the Park tickets, meaning I can listen to AFI in peace tonight without the threat of the local townie music station.
Only one more day of school before my school breaks up for Easter, thankfully, but I have to go on holiday to the Isle of Wight with my sister, parents, grandparents, aunt, uncle and two cousins for a week. I am not looking forward to that.
Endlessly, she said... |
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2004 30 March :: 5.39 pm
:: Mood: indifferent
Bored
I was actually in a fairly good mood about an hour and a half ago. I think the sun was frazzling my brain or something. I'm just bored now, so I'll post a couple of quiz results:
very fucked.
what fucked version of hello kittie are you?
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You're in the Goth box.
What box do you get put in?
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2004 29 March :: 9.24 pm
:: Mood: irate
:: Music: Scary Townie Music!!!
Curse the Sister! Curse It!
There's this big concert thing in my local area every summer called 'Party in the Park' which has loads of horrible townie acts ect. and my sister is desparate to go. Trouble is, they only give out the tickets in some huge radio competition thing. My mother's been listening to the radio station that runs it all day, in hope of hearing their 'Party in the Park Siren,' but she's sick of it, and my sister's gone to bed, so I have to listen to the townie music station instead! And I was listening to AFI! Not fair!
Oh help me, it gets worse and worse! ......music...melting..brain.........
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