Teaparties on Mars

You remember yesterday? The day before today? The day I posted the last blog? The day I was absolutely and completely out of it?

WELL I'M STILL LIKE THAT. And I'm fucking loving it.

This. Is. Freedom.

Everything's different. Everything's new and interesting. Everything is amaznig and nothing is impossible. Everything is... SWEET.

I LOVE this. Today I did things I without thinking about them. I acted just with pure and straight-forward 'let's-do-this' thoughts. There were no explanations. No consequences. I wanted something. I did it. And I had fun while I did it. And ore importantly, I DIDN'T CARE. I didn't mind what people thought, all I knew was that I was doing what I wanted to do, and people were joining in and laughing and doing things that they wouldn't normally do.

Interesting parts of my day:

On the bus this morning we were driving down this real quiet country road and there was this dead possum on the middle of the road. It wasn't covered in blood or anything, but i said (Rather loudly) "Awww!! Kathryn look at that dead possum! Isn't it cute!?"
*Everyone near me stares in shock/weirded-out-ness*
Me: "Oh... but... it would be cuter if... if it wasn't dead..."

Also on the bus, the little primary school kids got on t he bus and sat about 2 seats in front of Kathryn and I. The littlest kindegartoner is SO FUCKING CUTE AND SMALL. I said to Kathryn: "Awww!!! The're all so CUTE!! I just want to steal one and keep it in my basement forever!!!"
*Little kids all stare at me in fear and move forward on their seats to be further away from me.*

Hmmm.... I ended up saying yes to that guy. I figured out that I haven't had a PROPER boyfriend for a very long time. I'm not used to it. I never realized how much I depended on freedom before. Just, this morning at school before clss, I was with him. I was with him for the whooollleee 45 minutes. Normally I'd go around to everyone. Talk to kiah and her crew, Claire and them, my crew, Ella, Justin etc.EVERYONE. And now I just... can't. And I'm used to doing whatever I feel like. If I want to dance I can dance. But with someone there holding my hand, I just... CAN'T. It's just weird, you know? I've never realized b efore how much I... move. I cant stay n the same spot for too long. If I do I get restless. And tired. And bored. I can't be restricted, and that's what I felt was happening.
It's funny. I never realized. I never knew how free I was and how much I relly loved being able to do whatever I wanted to. I never even noticed. It never even crossed my mind.
Maybe tomorrow will be different. I could just drag him round with me. :D

Then in photography we were watching some lame video for the entire double period. I was feeling 'doomy somehow'. I was just...thinking. I was acting a bit odd, to be honest. I was wrapped up in everything and nothing else was gettnig through.
And then I thought: THIS ISN'T ME. This isn't the person I was last night. The person who was FREE and HAPPY and DIFFERENT. The person who's sanity was off having a tea party on Mars. So then I decided to write some more commandments.

- Thou shall have more get-up and go than a hatful of Pokers.
- Thou shall lose thy sanity daily.
- Thou shall never listen.
- Thou shall never know what thou is talking about.
- Thou shall always exagerate.
- Thou shall get 'good' ideas.
- Thou shall worship thy leprechauns.
- Thou shall always be hungry.
- Thou shall get angry easily.
- Thou shall not worn others of danger.
- Thou shall love thy wifesy-hifesy husband. (Inside joke.)
- Thou shall only find something when thou is not looking.
- Thou shall enjoy rude jokes.

I stopped after that cause Claire wanted me to play 'Categories' with her. I was considerably less 'doomy' then. XD

So then we had assembly which was BORING as ALLLWWWAAAYYYYSSS. Assembly is one of the reasons that Tuesday is one of my least favourite days of the week.

Anywayy... since it flooded a few days ago our area is covered in mud and it's all closed off so we have to sit in this kinda small area (All 50 of us or whatever) and yeah.
Bronte got a pencil and held it up and I karate-chopped it and it snapped in half. *Is pleased.*

Hmmm... then I had science. Bronte and I went to the wrnog room (As Bronte and I do.) We were in the computer room. I did some crazy shiz there. Hehehehehehe.
Then I had computers and then it was... *Drumroll* lunch.

Lots of kooky stuff happened at lunch. I pulled a power cord out of a barrel, I had a 'punch-up' with Bronte, I told many stories to people, I tired to squeeze through a thin gap, I had an apple and I did sme other stuff.

Hmm... then I had History and Maths. MATHS TEST *Punches self.*

And then SCHOOL WAS OVA BRAHHHHH

Which meant I saw him again. But it wasn't as bad. It was freezing so I had someone to keep me warm. :D And then he left (On his bus) Annnndddd I looked for my wallet so I unloaded these boks we had to read for English to look for them. Then Jack stole them and gave t hem to these little year 8 people. I got one back. And then I couldn't fnid the other.
Adn then I found it with the back cover and a few other pages ripped off sitting in a puddle of water.
Ms Kaniry (My english teacher) is NOT someone you want to mess with. I am very scared. What if she tries to stab me? I wouldn't put it past her. She got so angry last year that she thew a fucking laptop out the window.
So then Kahryn and Jess came up with a plan. We would give it in to Lost and Found and tell them we found it on the ground. First (luckily) we searched through the book and it said Eloise's name in it. So we ripped out that page and went abd gave the book to lost and found.
Hopefully Ms Kaniry will never ever ever get a hold of it. xD

Anywayy on the bus that afternoon the little kids were throwing round this paper aeroplane and it landed near me so I (tyring to be cool) Threw it at them and it almost hit the us driver. :|
But at least it soared. The little kid threw it and it landed about half a metre in front of him. Epic fail.

Well... Kathryn and I had a discussion on the bus.
I pulled out my uneten sandwich and it had a big, flat bit in the middle of it. It looked a bit weird, but I started to eat the sandwich.
I said to Kathryn: Actually...this is quite scrumptious.
And kathryn was like: :)
And then I said: Just like my scrotom.
And she burst into laughter after giving me a wtf/confused/sad look. And then she said: You always find a way to ruin everything reaonsably normal you say.
Me: Huh? *Takes bite of sandwich.*
Kathryn: Everytime you say something, you just have to make it weird.
Me: ...
Kathryn: Example; 'This sandiwch is scrumptious.' THAT would have been pretty normal. And then you jsut have to add on; "Like my scrotom."
Me: Yeh. It wouldn't have been funny without the scrotom part.
Kathryn: I know. But just... why do you do it?
Me: Cause it's as fun as fungus.
Kathryn: -_- *In an entertained way.*


Not much else has been happening. I saw some random guy on the way to the video store who catches my bus. I waved at him and said 'hey' and then infomred him that he catches my bus.

I don't think he appreciated it very much.




Still thinking I've lost something I'm never getting back. Still thinking it's the best thing that's ever happened.


I think I'm missing something,
I'm feeling oh so free.
Where has that wall disppeared to?
My ugly barrier of sanity.
I'm feeling oh so different.
Everything is bright.
Nothing seems to make sense,
Someone's turned on the light.
I'm feeling oh so happy,
This life is just like a dream.
Everything is colourful,
Nothing is as it seems.



Out having a tea party on Mars, Amber