Axver (axver) wrote,

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It's the first morning of holidays, so what do I do?

1. Wasted twelve dollars trying to get online. Yep, I did the maths. I feel like shit because I'm racking up such a massive phone bill that I can't even control. Some days I get online in seconds, some days it takes absolute ages. Some days are better than others.

2. Once I finally got online, Sam gave me some crap about going home yesterday because I didn't feel well. Good bob, he can be daft at times. Sheesh. What would you prefer, I go home or I drip snot all over you because there's no bloody tissues at school? Be logical for a second.

3. Talked to Mum about the phone bill. She keeps on telling me not to worry and it doesn't matter and all this stuff, but that doesn't make me feel any better. I'm wasting all this money, I can't control it, I don't know from day to day whether I'll need to worry or not. Useless fucking Internet. I'm going to e-mail my ISP later. I won't be abusive ... just word it strongly.

4. Did some fun religious selector thing because I was bored. Well, it got it right that I'm a conservative Christian Protestant, and now it reckons my denomination is Presbyterian. I find this quite amusing, especially seeing I claim no denomination.

5. Found myself home alone. Ooo, I should pH34r this. Home by myself! *gasp* How SHOCKING! My mother is such a terrible mother, leaving me by myself. Shame on her. Actually, I quite like this, it's just I didn't expect to be in an empty house at 8:30am. Why does Mum get up early to go walking? I don't see the logic in this. You wake up earlier than you need to just to go for some long and very tiring walk. My logic says that you sleep in and THEN go for the walk.



9:28 - I feel very sorry for my favourite shirt. I hate it when perfectly good shirts with perfectly good pictures of penguins on them get so tatty that the only place you can wear them to is bed. Oh well, at least I can still wear it, but now it's getting holes in it. This is a sad day. My penguin shirt is quite possibly the only article of clothing apart from my NZ sports shirts that I actually care about. Mourn.

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