argh stupid history! i cant find raw facts anywhere..that is ALL i need, and instead the internet provides me with various articles all with different spins and judgements embedded within...i want facts so i can make my OWN judgement, that is like HALF THE POINT of history.. UGH everything is lying or exagerrating or stating 'according to' or 'we heard' or 'our souces say'..why cant people post what really happened?? itd be a hell of alot easier. Why does everyone hav to beat down what good comes from this world???

ok sorry. venting here.

12 Songs I Like:

(in no particular order)

1) ...swiss army romance

2) ...reflective

3) ...cute

4) ...awesome

5) ...save me

6) ...no mans land

7) ...showtime

8) ...interesting

9) ...sweet

10) ...sad vid

11) ...sweet pilkington

12) ...classic

Hanashanites

Hanahanites-loyal followers of the Hagannah's dictator-
Ms Hanashan
"United we stand Divided we fall"
So this morning, Jacki, Beth, Mel, Gemma, Jess, and I all spotted Ms. Hanahshan frolicking in the gardens with Mr. Haasdyk so naturally we decided we should bash down the locker room windows in an attempt to gain her attention...once we were spotted, she made a dash for it. Where to? She did not know. She ran, leaving a baffled Mr. Haasdyk behind, our mob soon surrounded the building, and swarmend the phone room...
'1..3..9' Three numbers that led to our downfall, "Hello?" the dictator asked, panic stricken in her voice. "Ms. Hanashdftgajrh!gejkgeraafs!djsthgo!!!(*a communal breath was taken)Shanahsfcijevnergbvaiwefjnvaljiowr!!!" Footsteps. Growing louder and louder until we saw it. A slight wisp of boof hair from above. It was she. None other than Boof herself "ARGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!", me and Jacki screamed scrambling out of the office with the rest of the mob as we climbed the locker room stairs in a desparate attempt of losing she, we called, "The Will". "Jacki..!" It had been too late. Jacki was spotted, she was a gonner; as for the rest of us, we scrambled and struggled to run further to the depths of the uniform store, hiding amongst the tents (aka the summer uniforms)"....and friends...." the boof announced...This was it, we had to turn and face her, the boof... as we decended down the stairs, each step we took revealed another foot of the teacher standing below. To our absolute relief, the boof had gone and the dictator was back...
Well thats a bit of a story for ya. Sorry i couldnt be bothered finishing the story coz i suck at creatve writing and the rest of the story was us sucking up to numerous teachers in an effort to please Ms Shanahan. Basically she was like "(*laugh, laugh*) Girls, that was a very bad thing to do, you disrupted many teachers and i want you to make a formal apology to them." "noooo" and she was lke "well corby told me to give you arvos..so maybe ill just do that" and beth's like "You're lying shanny, we know, u suck at acting" and she is like "guys, just do it. To Mr Haasdyk Mr Corby and The Will" and i was like "but but Mr Haasdyk was laughing at us!" and shes like "yeh well he shuldnt hav been" (*she then laughed*) (*and then we laughed at her whole attempt of being angry*) and that was basically it. fun fun. the calls were gay, mr haasdyk came down and he was really sweet and like asked for all our names and thanked us and im like hah, but them the other 2 teachers vame down and they were full angry and stuff but uno it was all worth it for the embarassment we most probably had caused Shanny. classic

I AM DISGUSTED WITH THE WORLD!!

I am so disgusted with the world. So lately, we have been talking about those 2 young (like 12 or 13 year old) girl twins who are totally like nationalists and racist. It’s sick, they have been brought up with pro-Nazi morals (they have twisted views of what happened during the Holocaust) and believe that Americans (and other white races) should keep their race white, and eliminate the black people from their country. This is a letter I found amusing from a girl who once met them (its not that important just sorta interesting/funny):

"I know Lynx and Lamb. I was at the [NAME REDACTED] mall one day with my BFFs Kirsten and Jess and wer were just standing by Claire's waiting for Jess's ear to stop bleeding becuz she got another hole peirced (she has 14 holes in her left ear!) and this blond girl came up to us and asked us who we were. It was wierd becuz we didn't know her and she wanted top know who we were. So we told her and she told us her name was Lynx. And honestly I didn't laff. Honestly. But Kirsten kind of did. (Jess couldn't cuz she was kind of crying.) And she got a little mad but whatever. So she asked us if we went to school and we told her we did. She said she was homeschooled and Kirsten kind of laffed more becuz obvs homeschooled kids are total freakes. I just stood there and didnt do anything really. Oh, Lynx looked like a milkmaid. It was wierd. Anyway she said she was new in Bakersfield and she was looking for freinds which was wired becuz you don't really look for freinds, you just mnake them, you know? Anyway so that was wreid. (And Jess's ear was really bleeding at this point. She went ot the bathroom I think.) BUt we we like whatever. So we just staired at each other for awhile. Then another Lynx walked up to us but she said her name was Lamb. At this point Kirsten completly lost it and ran away. So I was standing there by myself with these two girls who looked like milkmaids looking at me with thier creepy blue eyes. TOTALLY creepy. IT was so deirw. Lamb said I was pretty and they were new in Bakersfield and they were just in the mall and whatever. She seemed more normal even tho her name was Lamb. Then Lynx was like I told them that already and got all crazy. I was like Lynx is TOTALLY the cunty one becuz with twins theres always a nice one and always a cunty one. I didnt' say that but that's what I thought,. Then Lynx asked me if had any black freinds. So I said yes becuz I'm totally in the drama club with An'gell. So Lynx spat on me and Lamb kicked me in the shin and they walked away. And I was just standing there. Kirsten wasn't around and JEss was still iun the bathroom. THEN, they turned around and called me n-lover, if you know what I mean. I can't write it becuz it's too awful. So I screamed milkmaid ho's at them, but they just walked away. So thats how I knew they were little racist bitches. I'm glad I know becuz if I ever see them again or in concert, I'll totally throw crap at them. Like bottles or something."

That’s it. Haha it is so American, “becuz obvs homeschooled kids are total freakes”. Anyways, these two girls, Lynx n Lamb have a band called “Prussian Blue” (which is named after like the gas they used in Nazi concentration camps) and they like have all these albums –AND- heaps of Americans actually buy their album and stuff which is so etch. They are fully creeping me out right now, I google-d them (coz I was interested and google=awesome) and i found this photo:

ok well it wont let me add the foto :(. but wat it was is these 2 chicks ive been talking about and they are wearing this white tshirt with a yellow smiley face in the middle which has been customised to be a little smiley hitler. Complete with beard and hat sporting a wide grin = totally disturbing.
go to this to see the photo: DISTURBING twins with Hitler Tshirts

Man its sick. The thing is tho, they have been home schooled by their mum, who has been teaching them about white american civil rights and preservationalism (is that a word?) and so they hav these feelings passed from their mum and they think they are completely right. So i can't force my feelings and morals at them because how do we know what IS right? but just put it this way. I think it is so disgusting that so many people are racist in our world and i dont understand what gave white coloured people the automatic superiority over black people. where did this originate? The African Americans of America have just as much right as the caucasian americans (is that wat u wuld say?) to live there. Is this an uneducated statement? Im sorry if it is, im not really an expert on American history at all, so i cant fully make judgements, but whether one race was there first or watev, it really doesnt matter because no race whuld be superior to another, it makes absolutely no sence.

It is so weird to see these two girls who look completely normal and to know there twisted views on society, its hard to believe they have so much racial hate inside of them. Beth or sum1 was telling me today that their mum was quoted as saying stuff like 'my girls are so pretty and i cant wait until they grow up so i can like exploit there beauty to change opinions'. She sed like, 'what 16 year old guy isnt interested in sex?' as if to imply that she wuldnt mind her daughters sleeping around because it wuld help to build/preach to others racial hate.

arghhh im just angry and needed to vent. arghhh its sick

BTW. i dont believe these girls are old enuf to be blamed and hated for their views. Although i completely disagree with them on all accounts, i think if someone is to blame it should be their mother, who has imprinted her judgements and prejedices on to her daughters, who are now being merclessly hounded by press and media (rightfully), which is not really fair at that age, seeing as it is not their fault entirely. Following?

Crack Down Week Begins-dun dun dunnn

One term. One week. One special skool....it could only mean-dun dun dunn-CRACK DOWN WEEK. Well today was the official launch of this terms crack down week. Crack down week is the week of school where school prefects are on special alert to find people, for their utter pleasure, who they can give detentions to. Its the double demerit road point weekend of skool. No warnings. Just detentions. As the prefects seize the moment running around frantically trying to find sumone to add to their list-in a hope that sum day, they too will go down in history of being the top button nazi (C-j) re-incanate, Bobby-Bri. There is one certain prefect, i know, who has taken the initiative to count each and every misdemeaner of the uniform as a warning and therefore finish with a detention. Eg. (for those who do not follow my ramble):
I walk up to the gates and this certain girl says "Where is your panama hat?-warning #1" i proceed to make excuses, "top button-warning #2" i hmpth and do the choker up. Her eyes scout my uniform in a hope to somehow find that 3rd piece to the puzzle, which would award me a detention "socks are up-Sorry, i have to give you a detention...Name." !! Btw-those who are foreign with roseville ways-normally if u are wearing the uniform incorrectly u get one warning for everthing at the one time. = you can't go from no warnings to a detention in the one gate passing. but not this girl. btw. i have not yet mastered the ways of those b4 me (cough*beth*cough) to get all three (and more eg. shoes not polished, hair band wrong colour, bracelets, earings etc) in the one bang, but someday...oh, someday..., so this was all just an example based on sum1 else.
Yeh so we had announcements today in assembly and the Dep. got up and gave us a 10 min announcement on uniform (im dissapointed they didnt have a sketch :( ). I mean the Dep is quite a nice lady i like her, but i mean we are going one step forward two step backwards. one step being her arrival two seps back being going back to rules that reynolds enforced. Eg. We are not allowed to wear coloured hair ties or ribbons or clips, ONLY maroon.
a) i dont own anything maroon and the hair ties i use dont even come in maroon!
b) i think it absolutely ABSURD, that we cannot wear black (she specifically mentioned it) hair ties. if anything i would have thought them to be superior to maroon because they are camoflaged in dark brown and black hair.
c) what is even the point of the whole coloured hair tie rule?
i) the school just doesnt want outsiders seeing us with coloured hair ties
aka. showing any sign of personality or fun.
ii) we have the panama hat to cover them up outside school
iii) r they really going to start giving us detentions for the colour of our hair tie!??
iv) ITS A HAIR TIE PEOPLE!
Yeh so crack down week started with a bang. Emma got sent home because she had a bad hair week. (she had previously bleached it blonde and then bleached it a auburny colour which didnt eacly work that well). yeh so buh bii emma. dont know when she is allowed back thru the roseville gates.


On a different note. i was at softball prac this arvo and ali chap was like "hey guys there is a man over there walking around naked" and we were all like "haha yeh rite", but for some reason we all congregated together and watched intrigued by the matter. eventually a man (butt naked) ran from behind a bush into a front door while sort of side stepping, covering his personal anatomy, trying to hide from an entire team of softballers who were staring at him laughing our heads off. ok well im gonna go. cya

So im in business (1st) period and i so totally cant do the work, so here i am again, procrastinating my way thru the day.
ahh english assessment 2moro, i hav 2 memorise like 3pages-which i have basically done just hav to learn to write quickly so i get it all down in 40 minutes. bahahahah mel didnt come 2 skool 2day rite, and if ur not at skool within 2days b4 an assessment then u need a doctors certificate. and she was just taking a day of for study...she is so dead. Mark:0
Anyway um who are those mystery phantom tag boarders? seriously it is not me beth. my mind is not brilliant enuf 2 think of a brilliant name like 'gorga', 'phontin' or 'lots'. they are just pure gold.
yeh so hoo eva u r can u actually do a normal comment (which contains full name country of origin and a brief biography of ur life thus far?) thanks.
ummm next period i hav art...shuld b interesting. Janeway thinks up the most torcherous ways to bore us during art history ahhh... then it maths (=maths test bak woo) then i hav swimming 4 pe and i actually remembered my swimmers. OH MY GOSH! it was so funny the other day. the yr 12s were walking bhind this yr7 girl who was FULLY balling her eyes out crying and eventually they were like "wats the matter?" and the yr 7 was like "i-i-i f-forgot m-my towel a-and i have sw-swimming next..." and then staerted crying again. hahahahaha hilaruious. i remember in yr 7 beth and i got an arvo detention and beth started crying lol. and then there was that time that gem and i got a saturday detention and gemma was crying lol 9but i gotta admit i was VERY close to tears) i was trying to be brave lol so i could cheer up gem. haha we were such weeners.

This is a generalisation, but is it just me, or does every teenager in melbourne feel that they are, like, gangsta?

My Day + a few flashbacks

1st Period= Art w. Janeway:
So, after getting to school and trudging off to Art i was told by Beth "Don't worry casey! Janeway barely notices when we are late. She doesnt even care!" Famous last words. Because the first words out of Janeway's mouth was "Go get a late note". The rest of the period was OK, basically jusy summarising all this crud.
2nd Period= English w. the Fletch:
English was as boring as ever. I basically just put my head on my desk and pretended not to listen except occasionally shooting my hand up (while my head is still down on the desk) and answering the question to prove i'm not dumb and i can actually participate in class discussions whether awake or not. This routine should only take place for a few more weeks (Parent-teacher interviews are coming up), then i will feel free to sleep through the whole lesson.
Recess:
Nothing majorly exciting happened at recess today. But i will use this opportunity to tell you about yesterday at lunch. It. was. absolutely. disgusting. Ok. so im sitting on Vandy Jr with my friends talking about wateva crap that pops into our tiny heads and suddenly everyone starts screaming, so obviously i join in, totally freaking my self out in the process. once we all settle down i find out that Jess has proceeded to-get this- SNORT philidelphia. It was gross and heinous even tho that word in this context does not work, but that is wat it was. I was mid way thru eating a banana and one look at jess's white nose made me gag. Looking around i saw i wasnt the only one. Jacki looked horrified and sick too. Meanwhile Jess and Ali thinks it's 'hilarious' and continue to snort philedelphia. it was sick. id almost expect that behaviour from jess but Ali!? u have degraded urself/soiled yourself in my social ladder. that was too gross for words. THEN mr. barnes came up the stairs and started a friendly convo while we were all ushering him into his little house (music house). ew. after that we barred jess who didnt even bother to go hose her very existance down after that little show. ew.
3rd Period=Christian Studies w. Mrs. ?:
I had a weird lesson. I accidentally-on-purpose fell asleep, right? About 45 minutes later i was awoken by Jess, Hannah and Beth screaming my name and as i popped up and looked around i came face to face with Mrs ?. It was so sketch coz the whole lesson (it took me until this arvo to remember it) i had been having this really BAD nightmare. And i think it might be reaccuring. It starts with me on a bus with my friends and then i notice that this guy is in front of me (this guy i used to know hoo like TOTALLY freaks me out now) and next thing i know i totally freak out and he was about to do something when i was woken up. It may not sound scary, but i dunno, like in dreams every feeling is like escalated (me thinks). Yeh so this dream sorta creeped me out for the rest of the day.
4th Period=Business w. the Irish lady!!
Yay 4 business. It cheered me up. We didnt do too much but it is still enjoyable.
Lunch:
Ok so my mind is blank. I can't remember what happened at lunch, BUT, i can tell u about recess yesterday. (lol this probz shuld have been in the recess section and philly face shuldve been in this section if that makes sence, but watev, yah?) So we were sitting having recess all being compassionate to Ellen and her love life when all of a sudden Mr O'Brien appears at Vandy Jr's stairs and we suddenly shut up and he's like 'what?'. Then he noticed that Ellen was crying and we let him in on the story (lol) and he started giving her love advice (eg. say 'sorry', get back with him so that he gives you a big box of chocolates and then when he least expects it, dump him.!) lol, he's so funny. I like that he's my maths teacher. man, i have the best teachers this year. ANYWAY, it was classic coz then he and jacki started ranting about how they were going to cry during H&A that night (*for reasons unknown to me) and yeh so pretty funny lunch. Ha! I just realised something. This is the only diary-like space that i do not write about my eating habbits! And not bcoz its a blog, i guess its bcoz our group is so darn funny at lunch and recess that i 4get everything else. Excellent.
5th Period=Maths w. the man from Chima himself, Mr. O'Brien
Well there was a test today (or as Mr O'Brien called it, an exam, to the petrified Yr 7's outside), and i got like 96% (=a merit! ohh yeh, suk it gemma). But b4 u think im smart i shuld say the test was like general standard-pretty easy. Nevertheless, i was proud and i had little Piglet on my desk for good luck (i can't remember what Mr. O'Brien calls Piglet but it was a cute name). Beth had the mohawked duckling.
Blogging later

so this weekend a young boy died in my neighbourhood and the whole community came together to celebrate his life and farewell him on sunday at a makeshift memorial service. our little church was packed out and it was just so sad to see everyone gathering in boring little davidson where suddenly such a disaster happened.
Everywhere you go you hear different facts and different people who knew the young boy. It's amazing how word spreads and also how in our community, everyone does actually know each other some how. "he went to my school" "i know his sister" "he went to my church" "he is in my youth group" "he lives in my street" "he went to my primary school" etc etc. i am so overcome with grief and sadness and i dont even though the boy that well. its just so hard to think about such a young boy dying, leaving his family heartbroken and his friends distraught. i can only pray for the family and the young man who hit the boy as they seek to live on without Shant in their lives.

Bak 2 Skool, Bak 2 Skool

Oh. My. Gosh. So alot has been happening recently. and the new year started off with a bang...of fireworks! na that's lame but pun intended for those who understand. anyways so went to fiji. came back from fiji. went to lake mac. came bak from lake mac. went to hawksburry river. came back from hawksburry river.
all was fun. anyways, there is now like a week and a half left of holidays. ino. it has gone sooo so quickly :(. but anyways im looking forward to school. seeing people, starting classes, getting organised, turning a new leaf (of being attentive in class) which will last all of about the first 10 minutes of period one. also i cant wait 4 peer support xcept for the fact that i hav to do term 3. argh! the yr 7s will be annoying by that stage. anyways also looking forward to softball w. gem, i have so many funny memories of my softball years at rosie. not that i can even play the game myself. anyway, its so annoyin, i full get like excited bout going bak to school for the year and then u get to school and every single year i expect like a welcoming parade where mrs colin runs out of her office throwing candy at the eager children and we all get Bak 2 Skool presents and stuff, but noooo EVERY YEAR the same thing happens. our year is told that it is a dud and therefore gets the dud lockers in and even crummier locker room (eg. maths block building or wateva its called the donaldson building or sumthing of the like) and we look at our noticeboard which is empty except for a small note which reads sumthing like 'first class is blah room 18 for mrs blah's class and room M02 for mr blahs class and so forth. then we go to the stupid class where we are given our timetale then they ask us to get our textbooks out (u heard me) and start exercise 3.14. half the class ends up coming to class half and hour late after they have to go back to the crummy locker room to get their textbook (which they forgot on account of it was 'our first day') and then go back and forth between locker room and class room until everyone has everything that they were supposed to bring except for the people like me who figure 'y bring books to the first day of school altogether?' then we are bak to square one where we r given a lecture about all bringing books to class no matter what day it is and then all the rules of that partyicular teacher hav to b revised. then when there is like 5 minutes left to class we all chuckle to ourselves because the teacher has ranted all lesson and so we didnt hav time to start the textbook work anyway. but then, (oh dont think this is finished) we look to the board after hearing the squeaking of the faulty whiteboard markers which are barely visible on the board and which we pay, oh i dont know, $15 g a year to maintain, and to our absolute hooro we see the following:

"Complete Pg. 367 Exercise 3.14, 3.15 and Check Your Understanding Qestions 1-16. Read pages 368-371, complete questions 1-5 in Test Yourself and Exercises 3.16-3.18. Oh, and don't forget to have a good first day back."

Completely syphco much? yeh so im left sitting ast the table my eyes wide my mouth left slightly agape questioning whether this is all sum sick joke and meanwhile my other teachers are preparing separate torcherous homework for me coz all teachers hav a philosophy that they shuld giv homework on account of no other teacher would give homework on the first day back. but what they dont seem to understand is that they all think alike and we end up getting 6 seperate chunks of hw to do!! argh annoying.

anyways. im still looking forward to school, i live in hope of my candyland fantasy u see.

naa i guess i love school (dont quote me on this within a week of school, k). i love the structure of it, the fun we have at lunchtimes, vandy, our modern class (which im so excited about-coz it is practically just my group and a few randoms. so i predict lots of controversial political opinions and topics to arise this year. spesh with the new teacher, she will not've known what hit her, and i shall clearly tell her "mel".), our art class (i cant wait to test janeys patience-coz im getting the feeling she's a bit of a push over...also working on my rep coz right now she's like "i love hanan and bef, they r my class stars" (which they r like soooo not) she just wont give the rest of us time to leave an impression hm.) anyways and lots of other things.

Buh bi everyone.

"Bak 2 skool, bak 2 skool,
to prove to dad that im not a fool.
ive got my lunch packed up, my shoes tied tight, i hope tha i wont get in a fight.
Ohh! Bak 2 skool bak 2 skool bak 2...skool" -good old adam sandler

Back, but not for long...

Hey.
How r ya all, or lack of. Haha, nevermind. Um school certificate finished yesters and so today we have a trial examination of CPT! Aragh it was so boring and useless and stupid (easy) and and a complete waste of time and a whole lot of other words that are pesimistic. Anyway, the exam time is for like an hour and a quarter and like everyone finished in the first half hour oir so so now we are just all just doing nuthin waiting for the lunch bell. Im listening to Hallelujiah right now. Sorry bout this post btw, i realise it is quite boring but what u gonna do...
um...everyone seems to be playing mindless games on the computer to pass the time until lunch.
Oh! After lunch we start peer support training, im wit mel and juz, shuld b kinda fun.
Um...i am at a loss for what to say. Maybe thats y stopped blogging?
Oh! For the first two periods we watched umm "Room with a View", it was sorta weird but there was like this porn seen when three guys were running around fully naked! the camera wasnt even trying to hide it, if anything they were like flaunting the explicitness by making the men jump around and reveal all! Ew. It was disgusting but hilariious. Jacki is watching it right now, classic.
Um...yester day on the bus, beth was like, in this like skewed voice "Ohh im casey im like a leech whenever i want money i just ask my parents, ill never get a real job"then suddenly the guy infront of us turned behind and with THE CREEPIEST VOICE EVER and sed "Shuuuttttupppppp....!!!"we all started like screaming and laughing as he turned back around. it was this really old guy who had chimed into our convo and like scared us to death haha gold.

argh, i having buthing more to say...im gonna go do sumthing else to pass thetime. Cya later...like if ever...

Love Casey

I should name my blog at the end, but i'll probably 4get.

Well. Well, well, well i am. random. it just came out. so many things have been happening recently...mostly just personal randomness, but sum cool things hav happened aswell. Ne ways, 2day my year went on a science excursion to the Powerhouse museum and the IMAX. What's weird is, i don't know whether i enjoyed it or not. it just sorta went by past me eyes. really weird. it was strange.
yesterday was even stranger. wat with people appearing behind lockers with no recollection of ever being there, a 5 minute gap of my life missing and ceiny was so scared of mrs. boof, that she fell down a flight of stairs and the next thing we know she has an ankle cast thingymajig.
my kitty cat isn't well. :( she is staying over night at the vet 2nite. she has, wat feels like, a balloon in her tummy. its sad, i hope she's ok. the doctor thinks it is this fatal illness that kittens can sometimes get. I'll pray that it isn't.
i've been on study overload lately. last wkend, my study regime officially started. 9-5 i worked on maths on saturday, and then more maths on sunday, and every nitght so far this week i hav been cramming more maths study in. It just doesn't end! i'm hoping 2 finish my maths by 2morro night, so i can get straight in to english on saturday, but no such luck really. after getting home from skool and having a shower and stuff, i'll be off to sg social. ive got CPT on sunday and it goes on from there. i can't wait untill exams are over.
my dad went to this skool 2day in bondi where the student's uniform was like really modern and funky. like they had white track pants for sport and for norm. skool jumper they had a hoodie, and all these other cool uniform styles.
Does everyone else luv gwen stefani's new "Cool" song? i dont really like her music generally that much, but i really like this one. its a bit different. omgosh, im really luving "last train home" by lost prophets aswell. Am i really behind in the times? this might've come out ages ago for all i no.
Anyways, 1st period 2morro is commerce-i get my report bak yay. its so annoying, right, every single commerce test/report/essay writing, i am in between the smartest girls in the class, han n jules, and so im struggling just to determine what the question is asking of me, while, meanwhile, i can here the scratching of pens from either side of me, scurrying along writing their 3rd page or something. Then, as if to make it prominent that she is finished and i havnt even started yet, Han throws her pen to the table, which it hits with a bang, announcing to the class, that, of course SHE is finished. Then, she sits with her arms crossed with a smug look on her face, occasdionally checking her watch to see how much longer she must wait.
well maybe im exaggerating a bit, it's sorta a big joke. she deliberately does it to annoy me now. anyways, i can't blame her; if i didn't sit next to her and julz, i would get atleast 15 marks lower in tests and exams , than what i would get if i was sitting next to kat, for example.

i found out something very interesting recently, but sorry, i can't share it with u. i'll just rub ur nose in it. Sorry bout this blog btw. i realise i've been blabbing on about pointless things in my life, but thanks for baring with me.
untill next time, lots of luv, Casey.

random stuff 2day

hey y'all! School's out!!!!!!!!! How fun! well to finish the school term yesterday i went iceskating, then came home....and went ice skating again....!
n e ways, as nerdy as this is gonna sound, im so happy coz mrs. mckenzie burnt me macromedia flash onto a CD so in the holidays i can play around with that practising 4 my project nxt term! how fun-i cant wait roll my friend's heads across the scxreen in spiralling motions adding all sorts of crap-its gonna be funny....
anyways, today i went shopping wit mum n dad and i got 2 pairs of glasses and ordered contacts, then we went to DJs and i full felt like a gay man coz i was picking up (seriously) about 50 tops all getting stacked on my shoulders and was bringing them to the male change rooms and was like "too gay, too many horizontal stripes, pink= secure, the purple goes great with those pants and the cut suits you, the orange stitching will go with the orange top, the jacket's slimming, too dark-it'll blend with the pants, too indian, too pink..." lol...it was fun. I was thinking that maybe their should be a stall at the mall where u can hire a gay escort to help men shop, or hav a fashion label called "QI" as in Queer eye, as in gay, as in good fashion sence.
n e ways i got sum PJs for myself (they're pink n poca dotti) and i went to george and saw mel's dress...and then later mum and i were walking towards Review and we saw Sharon sitting on the seat then we stopped and talked for a while...then kaye and Karl came and we all started talking (yay i hadnt seen karl in ages) and then dad came out of another entrance (he was supposed to meet us in Myer but he just happened to come out of DJs and saw us out the front-major coincidence again seeing as he got lost) and came straight up to us. so that probs didnt make sence but it was wak. n e ways, i best go cook me din dins. cya

Past weekends: Midnight strolls, ice skating, late nights and bumming

Well, alot has been happening recently, some good things and some bad... but this is just a lil recap of my last few weeks...what i've been up 2 on the wkends...


2 weeks ago:

Friday

After coming home from school (bowling!) I went to small group which was a nice way to finish the school week…Its so fun just catching up. Neways we had TWO packets of tasty jacks (ohhhhyehh) and boy were they good.

Saturday

My friend and I were planning to go to the mall (coz she had just won a bet to guess what time and date our friend’s baby would be born and so she got $310). But at the last minute her parents told her that they had to go spread their grandpa’s ashes over the ocean and so had to bail. But all was good coz instead mum and I did some dam good quality shopping. Quality over quantity this time. We went op-shopping first of all in neutral bay and Mosman and then we went to Birkenhead point where I got a teal (teal is SO the new orange) little cardigan from Table 8 (under the table), then I was looking at those boots in sportsgirl but they were REALLY uncomfortable…then I went to this really funky shoe shop and bought a pair of boots that were SOOO SO comfy and looked so mad and were only $50 and had just been featured in Vogue for $350…so im like ‘woooo!’!! Neways…then we went formal dress shopping and mum and I were just about to give up when we suddenly saw ‘Dun-an-dun-aa’ HARTS!! So we had a look in there and I tried on a few pretty dresses and then I found a dress that looked perfect on me and it was really pretty and elegant and I was like ‘yayayayay!’ and mum was like ‘yayayayay!’ and then we were bother like ‘yayayayay!!’ and so we bought it! So now I just have to get a date, and accessorize of course!
An hour later I went to my friend’s house and my mate drove us up to Glenrose where we bought the Incredibles (only bcoz we were under age to buy the exorcist and it wasn’t in the right format) and we bought sum lollies for the night ahead.
For the rest of the night (her parents were out btw) we watched the Incredibles (which we didn’t finish coz we got bored), went in the spa, watched Monty Python, made Nachos and ate lollies, talked and, the infamous night time stroll.
It was precisely 11:57 pm when Rach (my buddy) and I got out of the spa and into our PJ’s and decided to take a walk (…in our Pj’s). We were just strolling along, the occasional drunk (in a car) zooming past, talking and occasionally looking at people going to parties (people were ARRIVING still! open house ones at like midnight). We had walked a fair way away from Rach’s house and it was so weird because I had never seen this particular part of Belrose before, I was completely lost. Neways luckily Rach knew where she was explaining that she jogged this path with her dad in the mornings.
“Here, this is the shortcut, I nearly missed it.” Rachel said pointing into the darkness.
We had been walking on the road so although it was dark, we still occasionally had a street light to aid us in the correct direction. But where Rach was pointing all I could see was a few rocks in the foreground then some trees, then absolute darkness.
I followed a few feet behind Rachel with my arms out in front of me, into the darkness focusing my eyes on what I could see, trying not to walk into something or fall. We kept bush bashing until we got to a small rocky path surrounded by big trees and darkness. It was eerily silent and to break it, I made a joke about how Narrabeen always had condoms in the bushes from all the couple having sex there (I know, its gross-its sort of a pj coz we used to always go there 2gether wit our families). Suddenly, Rachel’s foot steps stopped and she let out a high pitched scream. When I heard her I did the same and screamed. The next thing I knew she bolted past me and so I followed not knowing what was going on. I ran so fast at first that I bolted past her, I was sooooo scared of what she saw or felt or heard or whatever that I expected the worst and was just running towards any form of light hoping that I wouldn’t trip or run into something in the darkness and hoping that Rach was behind me. I was too scared to turn back but I heard Rachel scream “Keep running!”. I had never run as fast as I did then in my whole life-it’s sort of like when a shark is chasing you, you would swim abnormally fast because you are just so petrified. It was like that. I just kept running with Rachel for, I think, 300 metres until we had reached the top of the nearest hill turned the corner and we could hear a nearby party. As we stood, gasping for air, Rachel stuttered:”S-someone was in the b-bushes Casey, and I think someone might’ve been behind the caravan aswell.” Rachel told me. “I swear they were chasing us…”. We both looked back and both started running again at the same time, this time we only got 50 m, maybe because we were already breathless, or maybe because we weren’t as scared now and couldn’t run as fast. As we went past an open house party we were tempted to go in coz we were so scared it/he/she was still chasing us. We decided to walk quickly, occasionally jogging back home, and once we were home we locked the doors and rested. It was no joke, the scariest moment of my life. It may not sound too scary, but the first 50 m was terrifying coz I had no idea what was happening, I was just running my heart out.
When we got home, we spent the night recalling ghost stories and scary things that had happened in our childhoods.

Sunday

Dan, Rach and I went shopping and Ice skating at Macquarie. It was fun, I love ice skating, except I got a blister which sucks.

Last weekend:

Friday

Some friend's families came over to celebrate my mum's bday, which was nice, we all just talked in the bar.

Saturday

Mum and I went shopping, then we went to a play called "Minefeilds and Miniskirts" at glenstreet and then I went to Meg's party which was fun.

Sunday

In the morning i went to Karl's house for brekky to celebrate her bday with the Verkerk's (karlie's fam fam), mum and i, the Humphrises (Rach and dan's famfam) and laura. We then decided to do a bushwalk (woopee.). it was SOOOOO long~! We walked from Bantry bay to Seaforth then back along wakehurst parkway.

This past weekend:

Saturday (night) and Sunday

Oh, what a night it was. It started with Karlie and I arriving at Rach and Dan’s house at 5. Micheal was already there and Rach’s parents were going out and so once they left, we ordered chinese food. After dinner we watched the movie ‘Club Dread’ (a bit like ‘Scary Movie’) and then afterwards we watched ‘Deadbirds’ (a horror movie). It was midnight and Rach’s parents had come home and went to bed. Danielle followed, then Rach, until it was just Karl, Mike and I watching ‘Rage’ on the TV. Karlie and I decided to creep upstairs and go to bed because it was 1:30am and we were so tired. Mike had to sleep downstairs coz he wasn’t allowed to sleep with us. About 10 minutes later (I was just about asleep) Karlie’s phone beeped indicating a message. She looked at it and it was like ‘Can u guyz come down, the room under the stairs is making noises and im fricken scared’. We laughed and Rach woke up. About 12 messages later Karlie’s phone rang and she picked it up. Guess who? Micheal. He was getting soo annoying, we were just too tired. The conversation consisted of “Can you guys come downstairs?….No…..Please?…..No, you come upstairs……Can you come down?….No…..Please?…. No!” and Karl hung the phone up. 2 sec later the phone rang again. Rach and I were laughing bcoz he was so pathetic, 10 minutes later we were threatening him with ‘Come up or shut up’. (my catchy slogan might I add). As Karl and him kept reasoning with each other over the phone rach and I started trying to get the phone off Karl so we could hang it up. We couldn’t get it off her and eventually he hung up. He was so funny yet so annoying. Then Rach was like, “guys, im hungry, wanna go down stairs and then we’ll go to Michael’s room?” we agreed and crept down the stairs (coz we didn’t wanna wake the parentals up, but karl and rach tripped on a coat hanger and it clinked and then I stepped on this big creak). We then went into Michael’s room as Rach ate boiled rice (yuk) at 3:30 in the morning. We spoke to him for a while until we realised he wasn’t wearing anything under the covers so we ran back upstairs. Not even a minute had passed and Karl’s phone rang again…“Hello?…..Yous wanna come in the spa wif me?…..what! No…well, look out ya window (he’s a country bloke-he has a country accent)…..O-m-gosh…” Michael was in the spa-naked- at 3:30 in the morning! We were like “What!?”! Eventually he put his boxers on and came upstairs and slept in Karl’s bed and we all talked until 5:45 in the morning, when Ray (Rach’s dad) came in and was like “Are you-are you STILL awake!? Is Micheal in here by any chance…..(we sed yeh)…..Where are you? (the lights were off)…(micheal sed he was on the carpet in between me and karl even tho he was in the bed wit karl….lucky ray didn’t turn the light on) and then he was like “Out! Now!”…they both left and we all fell asleep straight away.
We all woke at 11:30 the next morning and we cooked pancakes and had a dishwashing foam fight in the kitchen (to Glenda’s (rachs mum) horror), and we bummed around outside, occasionally walking into the neighbours house with Kayla. We walked up to Shell and got an ice cream and then when we got back Karl and I had to go home coz Glenda needed to take Micheal back to school (he boards).
Yeh, so today and last nite was so much fun….but I can’t afford to go to bet that late (or early (6am)) every Saturday coz I was so dead 2nite that I didn’t go to church….which sucked coz I wanted to go coz last week I was at a friends church and so havnt been to stevos in a while but at the same time I just didn’t wanna move. Then I looked at the time and it was nearly 7 so that made up mi mind for me.

Well I better get back to mi History HW,
Luv Casey