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tammaiyaMmmmmmmmmmm, FREEDOM. Tastes so good. Like chocolate!
House music was good- quality this year was much better on average than preceeding years. Deakin, in particular, kicked all kinds of arse- congrats, Fahye. Glebe Small House wasn't a spectacular failure for which I am eternally grateful, and I didn't do anything mind-numbingly stupid as Riff-Raff, for which I am even MORE grateful. Big House involved Spice Girls; more particularly, it involved Wannabe and me being in the Baby Spice group.
My hair is in two pigtails.
I feel like a French Poodle.
I LOOK like a French Poodle.
Hey, maybe there is some family resemblance between me and Ebony after all...
There is a photo, taken purely for the sake of Ji. However, it wasn't a very good photo, several of you saw me in person anyway and I can't really be bothered uploading unless someone particularly wants to see it for amusement and/or blackmail value, so.
Mari, you may be interested to know that I found a copy of the version of Baby One More Time used in the Utena music video. Am v. proud of myself. Mwahahaha, have superior cover. YES.
It's the first night of my holidays, and it wouldn't matter a damn if I stayed up until 5 am, but... er... I don't think I will. For one thing, I am incredibly tired. I have been incredibly tired for the past week and a half; Father had to physically shake me (a lot) before I could even move this morning, and I know I'm always a zombie in the mornings ANYWAY (not a morning person, me) but recently I have seriously been this close to keeling over. I've almost fallen asleep in several classes. So you know what? I'm going to celebrate my freedom by SLEEPING. MWAHAHAHAHAH.
Also I'm too tired to feel like actually doing anything. Yes, I know it's a sad state of affairs when Siobhan is so tired she doesn't even want to read fic or play video games or ANYTHING on her first night of holidays- at only 11:30, no less- but there you go.
Oh, and a testament to my activities this evening...
"DIRTY."
'POPE KILLED BY INFERIOR WINE.'
*grin* I don't watch too much TV, no, but Friday night viewing is Teh Rock. HAVE FINALLY SEEN BLACK BOOKS. Go me!
And the Glass House, as always, was hilarious.
I think I'm beginning to babble, so I'm going to shut up now and. Um. Something. Sleep? That was probably it. Eh.
House music was good- quality this year was much better on average than preceeding years. Deakin, in particular, kicked all kinds of arse- congrats, Fahye. Glebe Small House wasn't a spectacular failure for which I am eternally grateful, and I didn't do anything mind-numbingly stupid as Riff-Raff, for which I am even MORE grateful. Big House involved Spice Girls; more particularly, it involved Wannabe and me being in the Baby Spice group.
My hair is in two pigtails.
I feel like a French Poodle.
I LOOK like a French Poodle.
Hey, maybe there is some family resemblance between me and Ebony after all...
There is a photo, taken purely for the sake of Ji. However, it wasn't a very good photo, several of you saw me in person anyway and I can't really be bothered uploading unless someone particularly wants to see it for amusement and/or blackmail value, so.
Mari, you may be interested to know that I found a copy of the version of Baby One More Time used in the Utena music video. Am v. proud of myself. Mwahahaha, have superior cover. YES.
It's the first night of my holidays, and it wouldn't matter a damn if I stayed up until 5 am, but... er... I don't think I will. For one thing, I am incredibly tired. I have been incredibly tired for the past week and a half; Father had to physically shake me (a lot) before I could even move this morning, and I know I'm always a zombie in the mornings ANYWAY (not a morning person, me) but recently I have seriously been this close to keeling over. I've almost fallen asleep in several classes. So you know what? I'm going to celebrate my freedom by SLEEPING. MWAHAHAHAHAH.
Also I'm too tired to feel like actually doing anything. Yes, I know it's a sad state of affairs when Siobhan is so tired she doesn't even want to read fic or play video games or ANYTHING on her first night of holidays- at only 11:30, no less- but there you go.
Oh, and a testament to my activities this evening...
"DIRTY."
'POPE KILLED BY INFERIOR WINE.'
*grin* I don't watch too much TV, no, but Friday night viewing is Teh Rock. HAVE FINALLY SEEN BLACK BOOKS. Go me!
And the Glass House, as always, was hilarious.
I think I'm beginning to babble, so I'm going to shut up now and. Um. Something. Sleep? That was probably it. Eh.
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Date: 2004-06-25 07:09 am (UTC)Friday nights with Bernard. *THUMBZZZZ UP*
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Date: 2004-06-25 03:41 pm (UTC)How I am so jealous.
*cries* ;_;
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Date: 2004-06-25 06:25 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2004-06-26 01:35 am (UTC)*giggles*