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What's Up (so don't ask)
30/10/04 The Dude left us - RIP
15/03/05 I turn 18... start counting my grey hairs
16/05/05 Last Exam. Forever, I hope.
21/05/05 Jack Johnson Concert - KickAss
25/05/05 I graduate... maybe
07/06/05 Kaz turns 18. About time bro.
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:: Merry "Shit I Should've Been Better This Year" Day's Eve
1:58 pm
Heyhey,
Forgive me, for I have sinned. It is now 9 days since my last confession. I have had impure thoughts... I have been greedy... gluttonous... vengeful... lazy... vain... envious... and lustful. My excuse? It's Christmas, and everyone's doing it.
Days of shopping, stoning (the modern kind, not the witchhunting kind) and sitting about have led me up to Christmas. Now it's tomorrow... how odd. Isn't it kinda scary how less special Christmas gets with every passing year? When I was a kid... I would be up at the crack of dawn to run about screaming until I got my presents. It was, without a doubt, the best day of the year. Now... I'll be lucky if I get up by the crack of noon. Although the Woolfsons did give me a nice big box with my name on it, which I can't wait to open, in much the same fashion that a 'The Mummy'-esque beetle tears into the flesh and mind of those deemed 'replacable' by the screenwriters.
Olivia's in England, though I won't say much more than I MISS HER, because every time I do mention her happens to be the rare time she actually comes to the site. She's not as sad as all of us...
Nathan's home, Johnny's home... it's nice seeing these people. My brother's were all home, but now Tim's gone back home to his beloved. It's always great seeing family. I feel like Ebenezer Scrooge, and not because of the huge bill sticking out of my face. Also not because I'm a money grubbing Jew (well, I am, really) but because of all these Ghosts of the Past. Also, with Mock Exams just a week and change away, the Ghosts of the Future are fucking with me too. Bastards...
Whenever Len comes over, I learn something new. This time, he introduced me to a comedian called Bill Hicks. American, cynic, wonderful! He's dead now.
I learnt more, but that one's gonna stick with me. You wanna get me on your good side, just introduce me to a new comic and I'm yours for life.
Now, to wrap this up as I have seen many shop attendant wrap my gifts for people (I have yet this year to wrap anything... but my brother did dump my mother's present from us on my bed, so I guess I'll have to do that one) I wish only to wish you all a Merry Christmas and a Happy New Year.
Merry Christmas and a Happy New Year
though I might write again before New Years... but who knows?
