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23 November phewTHE JENNY GIRL MYSTERY IS OVER!!!!!
and thank the lord for that!
Allow me to explain.
A week ago our darling jen had to take her very first hip-hop class without her now ex-co-teacher jimmy. I doubt strongly that this was a traumatic expreience but it sounds like it when written down, i have just noticed.
Anyway, after said class she was heard (but not by me, i was at the formal, see last entry) to say "see you tomorrow"- referring to the salsa class the next night, which was also to be jimmy's fare-the-well.
She never showed up.
This is not necessarily an unusual thing in itslef: not to say that our jen is commonly absent so much as not showing up to a quiet salsa class is not exactly what i would call missing persons report material. Nonetheless it struck us as odd when the call that i had made before the class to her answering machine went unreturned.
Jenny is very courtious that way.
There then followed a week of complete lack of jenny, or her mother: home phone was unmanned, both mobiles were turned off, the only news we had heard of her is that she may have gone to see a specialist of some sort, and that was from jimmy himself- funnily enough, we couldn't get a hold of him after that either.
It was all very disquieting in the highest fashion.
Well, her mum called, she's fine, and comng to tonights hip hop class to do what she does best. Aparently she called and left a message on our machine, but WE never got it.
Very 'Twilight Zone'.
 Oh well, that's my mini soap opera for the week.
Back to your programmes inmates, or i'll get the whip. 18 November FormalT'was my highschool formal two nights ago. wonderful evening, and when mum remembers to give them to me i'll upload the pictures for you all, even though i think only two people have actually read this site.
PEOPLE, COMMENT SO I KNOW YOU'VE BEEN!!!!!
On a less hysterical note, may of these up-and-coming pictures are blessedly not of yours truely, and are in colour, so we will have a bit of variety in the photo file. I beg again for my dear freinds to send me a picture they would be willing for me to put up. for people like pottsy who have retained the age old fear that the camera will eat your soul if you have your picture taken (i will acknowlege, yes, pottsy you are improving in this matter), send me one anyway or i personally will eat your soul for the camera and you shall never need to worry about it again. Only if you are a fugitive or on whitness protection will i accept that i cannot get you on this site, and even then you may not get away with it.
You have been warned, people.
More news of the formal when the pictures are up, probably in caption form.
dismissed. 10 November hmmmI suppose I'd better add an entry. My final exam is tomorrow- for some reason without fail drama is always the last exam on the last day.
Thoroughly annoying.
Worse is that unlike my freinds, who finished about a week ago, I have no-one but mum and nana to celebrate with untill somewhere like monday, it being thursday right now. THEY all got to celebrate with each other, and now they've all buggered off, or they live too far away.
I have birthday wishes: happy birthday to Chloe, who turned 7 yesterday, and Arron and Justin, who share a birthday unless i am much mistaken, and turn much higher, more significant numbers. If either of you can think of something I can afford to buy and send to you, do tell.
Urgh, my eyes are tired. Off you go, back to your cells lads and lasses, before I get the hose. 05 November (sigh)Rain is one of my favourite kinds of weather, but I must admitt, my old habit of being happy in it is fading slowly.
Abysmal days such as this one now seem to give me a mild headache unless I have something to do.
Sadly today I do not, and am thus resorting once again to the internet to entertain me.
This is not a fact that I am proud of. I used to scold my freinds for exactly what I am doing now. Thankfully the T.V. no longer has so much of a hold on me.
Somehow this is not a consolation.
Blame the fact that I am by no means an athlectic person. I need a new hobby.
Suggestions, dear innmates? I wait on baited breath for your opinions.
Dissmissed. 04 November the groaning-ness of it allI have oficcially just finished my physics HSC exam.
Failed Miserably.
YAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
It's quite astounding the amount of lethargy one can aquire after a single exam: i felt ill going in, and i feel really REALLY tired coming out.
Groan.
So, what to do now, dear readers? Sadly from my comment base i have no dear readers, which is slightly depressing, in a non-commital sort of way.
I'm all aloooooooooone! (sob) somebody talk to me (sniff, sniff)
 ...No? Aw, please? Fine, I'll have to kill you all then. Damn it, i promiced myself i wouldn't do that for at least a month.
See you in Hell, Inmates. LIGHTS OUT!!!  02 November junk mailI admitt, I have two e-mail adresses.
I had intended my non-hotmail one to be for freinds, and hotmail to be for subscriptions and such, places where I might get junkmail.
As it turns out, through no fault of my own, it ended up the other way around, and my higher quality e-mail is now flooded with what I can only describe as crap.
This is a fact that does not impress me.
However, the actual crap has a certain fascinating quality.
Take for example, the ones that seem to be from yourself. Is it just me, or are these people assuming that everyone on the internet is an Altzeimers patient? No offence to anyone with said condition, which I probably misspelled, but internet use drops off somewhat with age, and I personally beleive I would remember sending myself an e-mail.
This would no doubt go double for people unlike dear Jenny girl and I, who only have one e-mail adress.
A second example is the penis enlargement e-mail, which I bring up in all good taste, simply for the fact that I am female.
Nor can I recall going to a site that would spur this sort of abuse.
There should be privacy statement regulation commission.
That's it, I'm going to say it:
THERE AUGHTA BE A LAW!
There, it's out of my system.
Back to your respective programmes, patients. 01 November WelcomeWelcome all, to the Lowry Asylum for the Comically Insane.
I had intended to start this on Halloween, given it is usually a day of firsts for me, but by the time I got around to it, it was today.
Needless to say I am very tired.
I must say I am quite dissapointed at the lack of a padded cell theme. Crime tape will have to do.
Alas.
So, any suggestions, dear readers, as to what i should look up for my new pics? I have run so low on ideas, I never had any to begin with.
And, on the topic of pictures, SEND ME SOME, WILL YA?! the only of my dear freinds i have are of Arron, which, though all well and good, is not a very clear representation of my group of freinds.
Ah well, goodnight inmates. Lights out! |
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