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Gee… i thought this day was gonna be boring all round…

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Nov 122001

Oh but it has very much redeemed itself. I’m in such a happy happy happy mood at the moment. I’m in a spontaneous-anything-can-happen type of mood. Wanna know why? Of course you do ^_^. This afternoon when mum got home, she spoke to lauren on the phone and then came outside to tell me something (i was planting an aloe vera plant from a pot into the garden). What she said made me HAPPY HAPPY HAPPY!!!!!

Apparently, the girl that Lauren and Tali live with (her name is Penny) has been a bitch to Tali, like seriously mean. Like she was to me. When I lived there, with Lauren and Penny, Penny was a complete and total bitch to me. I became severely depressed and had to come home because I couldn’t handle it. Right now, I’m much better. It just feels like the right time to be moving out. I was going to have to plan it all myself – finding a place and being on my own for a while – but now Penny is moving out at the end of the year, and I am going to put forward the suggestion that I move in with Lauren and Tali.

Oh wait. I just realised something that’s brought me back down to earth again… my dinnacat… I can’t move out without him. It’s just the one thing I will not do.

Anyways, I’ll just put it out of my head for a while. I always end up thinking about things in either a totally positive, or totally negative way. I can’t see it as both at the same time.

After my hair dried from my shower this morning, it was so soft and shiny! That’s a regular occurence with my hair – if I’ve been happy for a while, even my hair shows it ^_^. I said to marty this afternoon that I should go on one of those stupid pantene ads, with the women on them who won the pantene 14 day challenge. But, instead of saying “look how beautiful my hair is since i started using pantene” I’d say “look how beautiful my hair is since I’ve been using cheap shampoo and conditioner from the supermarket” yeah, stuff you pantene. Bloody $16 for a bottle of shampoo. Ridiculous.

I’m confused by this whole ’scent’ thing that girls have. I do not have my own personal favourite perfume. But my sister, and all her friends, and all my friends have their own signature perfumes. I can tell when Lauren has borrowed clothes of mine because of the smell. It’s not bad, it’s quite pleasant really, but it’s a dead giveaway. Not that I mind all that much. We share wardrobes whenever possible. But I’m much taller than her, so all her skirts and pants are short on me, and i look like an idiot if i wear them. But back to the scent thing. I don’t have a scent, to my knowledge. I’m quite partial to the smell of baby powder because it smells so clean and fresh, and also of my shampoo because it smells like fruit salad (sort of – it’s fruit salad shampoo) and also I have essential oil of frangi pani (sp?) which I love because I love frangi pani flowers. So really, i’ll always smell like any of those, or a mixture of them. I guess that’s my scent then. Well… no one can say it’s not original.. and it’s a lot cheaper than chanel no. 5, or dkny the fragrance (which I refer to as dickney)

sigh I think I’m totally over it.

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Nov 102001

Costello is our new prime minister. Is that his name? I’ve always found that funny – the whole abott and costello thing. Cause there’s also an Abbott in parliment, and anyone who remembers anything would remember that stupid show with the two guys, abot and costello, and one would always yell out “abo-o-ottt!!!!”. I should really research into that, do a comparison article. abbott & costello vs abbott & costello. Of course, I’d have to get the spelling of their names right etc

But yeah, last night Rosie and I got movies out to watch – Antitrust and Road Trip. There’s a funny story about the road trip movie… I hadn’t seen it yet, but I was always quoting that dog that talks to the old man when he has some weed… he says “hey, old man, I got the fuckin munchies real bad.” and something else about blueberry pancakes. But I just quoted that part, only I said “hey, old man, I got the munchies real bad.” So anyways, when I lived in brisvegas with lauren and penny, we used to do shopping together each week for essential items for the house. Extras could be bought any other time. I was pushing the trolley along this aisle with all the jars of pasta sauce in it, and I stopped to look at some, and I thought lauren was behind me, so I said “hey, old man, i got the munchies real bad” in my best rough dog voice. But when I turned around, the only person standing there was an old man and his wife. He looked so shocked. I was so embarrassed. I said “oh… no, i wasn’t talking to you…” but it was no use. He was an old man! his wife was laughing at me, and I high tailed it outta there.

I can always manage to make a fool out of myself. It’s kinda funny now, but at the time I felt really bad about it. Another stupid thing I did was just yesterday when I stopped concentrating while I was looking after the greens how to vote thing. I didn’t give them out to people, because I figure i’d get pissed off at all the political campaigners crowding around shoving pieces of crap in my face. So I stood off to the side a bit, with a greens sign, and gave how to vote cards to whoever wanted one. After a couple of hours, my mind was wandering, and I started saying “vote for the national socialist party”. People looked really scared and stayed away from me for a while after that… I said “no, i’m just kidding! it’s really the paper aeroplane party!” and made all these paper aeroplanes out of the one nation party how to vote cards. some little kids came up and stole them all though. so yeah, it was pretty boring. actually, I remember something interesting that happened – this old guy in a cowboy hat came up to all of the people with how to vote cards to hand out, and proceeded to tell them all about ian causley… i couldn’t hear him, so I asked him what he was talking about and he showed me a url that he had written on a little piece of paper, and said “go to this website, it’ll tell you all about it. Ian causley is evil, he’s a murderer. He raped seven women last year – are you going to let him get away with it?” I said “oh, no, that’s tragic! but you know, i couldn’t vote for him anyway. he’s not in this electorate.” so the guy looked surprised and left. I think he was going to the real ian causley electorate, whichever one that is.

if you want to read more about the conspiratorial crap on ian causley, here’s a couple of links:

http://www.westfield-ma.com/gaiaguys/McDonnell_statement_7.8.2000.htm

http://www.gaiaguys.net/editorial_Feb_2001.htm

Zoombinis? Beechawowa?

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Nov 082001

Does anyone else remember that cartoon of the ewoks, how they always used to say “beechawowa!”? Probably not… maybe I just imagined it? Ha.. that makes me think of whenever Rosie says something and I have no idea what she’s talking about, I say “Rosie, is this just a dream you’re remembering as reality?” and she gets really pissed off. I suppose I would too, if Lauren said something like that to me, but it is a bit different, because Lauren is only 18 months older than me, whereas I’m 5 years older than Rosie.

I feel really sick today.. you know those days where you wake up and just feel off? Today was like that. I woke up with a headache behind my right eye – i always get that when my sinuses are stuffed up. Now I feel nauseated, and my neck is so tense… I wonder why? Mum would say “oh, it’s just a 24 hour virus.” I hate viruses, if that’s what it really is. I haven’t been sick in so long that I’m not used to it. I feel like I just want to disappear while I feel this way, cause I can’t get to sleep from this headache. Ergh.

Anyway, I have to go into Maclean today to see the people from my job agency. I want to talk to them about moving to brisbane, which I want to do asap (asap would be january or later and also about getting a job in the meantime. Last night I got a call from a place I applied for a job at. Rosie answered the phone, and said “Cassie, it’s for you, it’s some guy from the Blue Dolphin”. Then, before she handed the phone to me she said “is this about a job? did you get a job?” I was pretty embarrassed, because the guy just rang to say that the positions had been filled, and to thank me for applying…

Ho hum. I’d better be going. I want to go take my temperature and see if it’s worth me going into maclean today, cause I don’t really find the idea of spewing on the bus appealing – i’ve never done it in my entire school life, and i’m not about to start the practise now… ^_~

Oh yeah? well… take this!

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Nov 072001

he he… that title is a bit agressive. I’m in a strange mood today (I can hear people thinking when has cassie not been in a strange mood?’). Dad came around this morning, and went into the bathroom downstairs and made some really loud noises. I had to go upstairs because it hurt my ears. When I went back downstairs again, there were petrol(or diesel?) fumes everywhere from the electric saw and jackhammer dad had been using… I went to see the bathroom and it was just a big pile of crap… or lots of little piles of crap laying everywhere… basically dad had shattered half the floor, and dug the fragments of cement up and dumped them outside in a wheelbarrow… so now there are big boot prints everywhere from the mud that was underneath the cement floor, and I don’t even want to think about what is making the dirt under there wet… That reminds me of something that happened to my cousins… they live in the blue mountains. One day they came home from holidays, opened the front door and all they could see was shit… literally. It was about three inches deep… something had backed up the sewerage while they were away.. ew. Imagine that, coming home from holiday and finding your house full of shit. Grot. They had to re-lay all their carpet, and because the downstairs part of their house was practically just a tank for sewerage, they had to get a new computer, pool table, furniture… blah blah blah… but they had insurance and they are pretty well off, so that was okay.

Anyways, another funny thing I remembered yesterday while talking to my sister on msn was something her and I did for my birthday not last year but the year before… we went to grafton for the day, to visit my best friend Andrew. It was two weeks until my birthday, but Andrew would be in Kingscliff during the easter holidays. so anyways, we went for a walk all over the place, and went to coles to buy a cake to eat after lunch… We got one of those chocolate mudcakes in the clear plastic containers… and then we got some cream in a can, and a bag of little easter eggs. We went to Pizza Hut for lunch, and while we were there, we decided to decorate the cake, so we made little patterns with the can of whipped cream, then put the easter eggs on top (still with their foil wrappers on), then we went and got those little coloured foam thingies that are supposed to be marshmallow, from the dessert bar. Finally, we put the cake back into it’s container and left. After all that, we didn’t feel like eating the cake anyway, so we went into Woolworths and left it on the shelf with their chocolate mudcakes… omg how dumb. We were all saying “imagine if someone tries to buy it!” as if they would, and it had the coles logo on it… we were such idiots.

I wonder what became of that cake. I also wonder what has become of Andrew – he and a couple of his friends stole 9 computers and computer stuff from the info tech labs at school. They got caught, of course, because some kid from the school dobbed them in, which I suppose is just as well. But what upset me is that Andrew thought that I was the one that told the police… That hurt me a lot. Andrew moved away, and the last time I ever spoke to him was last year when I was up at Lauren’s place in Brisbane. We looked through the phone book and found his number, and I rang him. He seemed cold and distant. I asked him what was wrong, and he said “what do you think.” it wasn’t a question, more of a statement. I said “do you still think I told on you?” and he said “well it doesn’t really matter what I think, does it.” I said it did, that was the point… but I was crying so I hung up. A few weeks later I got a call from Andrew and the two other guys who stole the comps. They were saying “we’re gonna fucking kill you, you bitch! We’re gonna rip your throat out and bash your skull in!”. Needless to say, I was pretty frightened by that. Why would Andrew think that I would give him in? I never said anything to the police, even though maybe I should have… my conscience was giving me hell those few weeks… and now what do I have to show for it? I was loyal to my friend, and he thought the worst of me. Blah.

Push the little daisies and make them come up.

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Nov 062001

Wow. almost election day. I’m going to vote for the greens, because there is no way i’m voting for any of the other LOSERS! Stupid John Howard… well I think that is self-explanatory. Kim Beazley is just an opportunist, and everything he says is so contrived. What to do, oh what to do. Greens are the only ones I can see doing any good. Plus they don’t make stupid advertisements that diss their competitors. In fact, I don’t think I’ve see a greens political advertisement at all… I’ve seen the NEFA one…or is that NIFA? something about forests anyway. Greens have got their preferences lined up so if they don’t get in, all their votes go to the labour party. That’s okay with me. I put my trust in the greens… ^_^.

Catdog keeps trying to sit on my keyboard. It’s so annoying, because he’ll walk all over the keys, and the computer will ding and bring up favourites or history or the kitchen sink…

Mum’s friends Simon and Paul are here right now, looking at the downstairs bathroom (which isn’t actually a bathroom yet, just a toilet and laundry) which is soon to be renovated to include a shower and a proper basin – not just the big washing machine basin thingy. Dad, as a plumber, will be doing the plumbing obviously. lol. I can’t wait until it’s all done, and I’ll get another window in my room that looks out onto the lake.

Day before yesterday I went to the shops with Lou and Gitar, and went to have a look in Betta Electrical. How good could betta electrical be if they can’t even spell better? I was looking at discmans (cause I reeeeally need one) and then i asked the guy at the counter if they had any cd/mp3 players… he said that there wasn’t much point, because the demographics of the yamba/maclean area didn’t indicate a need for mp3 players. Apparently, the majority of the population are old people who still come in asking for record players. Get with the program grandpa! lol. I mean, really, how can they still be so far behind?

My pop was cool, he was with the times… so how come the old people down here are so different? Maybe it’s because they don’t have to embrace new technology, or the fact that the world is changing. They just let everyone else accommodate their lifestyle. Boooo. It’s kinda sad really… until you think about it some more and it’s just funny… lol. Whenever I eventually have enough money to get an mp3 player, i’ll have to get it in brisbane or some big city like that. Or maybe, by the time i’ve saved up that much, mp3 players will be sold here, or even obsolete! lol. maybe by that time there’ll be an implant you can get, a little chip put inside the aural nerve receptors of the brain that plays your favourite music… LOL i’m such a dumbass

And what now?

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Nov 052001

Today went for a walk out to Shelley beach with Lou, Caroline, Horst and Gitar. It was fun… I had heaps of cool stuff for lunch, but by the time we got there i didn’t feel like eating anything. But jees my ankles are sore… so are the soles of my feet. Walking on sand is hard on your ankles, and the soles of my feet are sore because I went swimming and was walking all over the rocks… Only caroline and I went swimming, Horst and Gitar reckoned it was too cold. ha ha ha… they’re coming from germany, saying our water is too cold??? Maybe it’s just cold by comparison… like, perhaps they expected the temperature of the water to be similar to that of the air… pleasantly warm, and they were disappointed to learn that it isn’t… The water isn’t that cold, just colder than you might expect. I saw a big turtle, because we were swimming in amongst the rocks. At first I thought it could be a wobbegong (sp?) shark, but only for a moment, because I couldn’t see it properly from the seaweed. Then it quickly swam out through the little inlet and into the ocean. It was beautiful. There were quite a few caves in the cliffs above the beach, smoothed out by waves over centuries. After our swim, caroline and I sat on the shore and looked through the shells that had been washed up by the waves. She said to me “I forgot how much fun you are to be around. Just thought I’d tell you that” because she had commented that she hadn’t seen me much lately. She also said that the things I thought about and commented on were a lot different to other people my age. Apparently I know much more than most people my age too… but I just said that it’s because I’ve been idle too long, and have had too much time to think about things. In any case, what it eventually came down to is that I understood most things pretty well, and I’m very sensitive to things that don’t always have anything at all to do with me. I think that’s a good thing…

Well, I’m pretty tired right now – it’s been a long day, but in a good way. I’m sunburnt too, never thought that was gonna happen… not ^_^ I knew I should have put sunscreen on… ack. I’ll just have to deal i guess. Before I go, here is a final thought from T. S. Eliot… quite sad, wouldn’t you agree?

I shall wear white flannel trousers, and walk upon the beach.
I have heard the mermaids singing, each to each.

I do not think that they will sing to me.

I have seen them riding seaward on the waves
Combing the white hair of the waves blown back
When the wind blows the water white and black.

We have lingered in the chambers of the sea
By sea-girls wreathed with seaweed red and brown
Till human voices wake us, and we drown.

I know what you want…!

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Nov 032001

Yeah, i do, you want… a sunny boy!. I had this weird conversation with mum last night about sunny boys, cause i had bought some on friday. My favourite is still ozzie orange, but I also like raz raspberry. Mum told me that the cola one is called a glug, and I didn’t believe her, but then I saw them at the supermarket and they are called glugs! what an odd thing to call the cola sunnyboys. Agh memories are wonderful ^_^ it’s strange how your mind seems to gloss over the more unpleasant memories, and you have to try really hard to remember them. It’s like your past is a cave with veins of gold running through it, and the good times are the gold, that stand out more than the dull rock. me and my metaphors.

Rosie woke me up this morning. It was about 9:30am, and I heard her talking to someone as she walked down the stairs. It sounded like she was giving them a tour or something. Then she stood in the doorframe of my room and I opened my eyes. She laughed and I said “who’s here?” and she tried to tell me it was no one. Eventually she admitted that it was her friend, Cassie. they both came in and talked to me for a while before I kicked them out so I could get dressed. That’s about all that’s happened today… I’ve also been playing SNES roms on the computer, and I just downloaded an N64 rom so that I can play my zelda game on the computer too.

Yesterday I went to the beach with Lou, Mike, Luka, Ceda, Horst and Gitar. Luka, Ceda and I ran over to our favourite rock pool, which they nicknamed mermaid cove. They named the rocks ’seal rocks’. Ceda pretended to be a seal, and started making stupid honking noises… it was funny ^_^. After about an hour of swimming, I went back to the car and lay down on the sand to warm up. When I got up, I had the worst stomach ache ever, and no idea why… I couldn’t do anything to stop it hurting, not even the yoga that usually helps. The only thing that took my mind off it was running, which was a little weird. So, I ran from one end of the beach to the next, and then back again. When we finally left the beach, I was feeling better, but Lou, Gitar and I had to back to the dirt road from the beach because Mike didn’t want to risk the 4wd becoming bogged… ho hum. I don’t think i would have made much difference to the overall weight, but that’s men for you. Gitar didn’t believe me that I wouldn’t get sunburnt… As we were walking back, she said “you see, you are sunburnt” and I said I wasn’t, and she said “you cannot see it, but I can with my glasses on”. she had sunglasses on, and I put them on and found that they were tinted with a bugundy colour. ha ha ha. very funny.

Anyways, tomorrow I get paid and I’m going to go back to Crazy’s to see the manager, if he is in, so that I can explain the wage subsidy thing. I’m not really in a writing mood, so you’ll have to forgive me if this entry is filled with meaningless drivel and useless trivia… ^_^ I promise I’ll try harder next time… if i feel like it

There’s a shadow in the sky, and it looks like rain

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Nov 022001

Oh well. Too bad I suppose. Today turned out to be such a hectic day, but I feel great. I was all excited and happy this morning because:

1. I get paid today ^_^ and

2. I was going to apply for a job at a place in the “Yamba Shopping Mall” where they are proud to annouce that they have “25 specialty stores!” WOW. hmph. lol.

I was supposed to be getting a lift into the mall with Lou and Mike, because they were going in to take the germans shopping. So, at about 9:30am, I decide to call the automated bank thingamajiggy, to check my bank balance… and I find out that, surprise surprise, my money hasn’t gone through. Bloody centrelink. So, I call the job agency I’m registered with (it’s called Chess, because I had a major depressive illness/anxiety disorder, I get special treatment.. woohoo) and talk to the lady who is handling my file, Lyn. She’s heaps cool, and gets real pissed off at centrelink because this is the millionth time they’ve stuffed me around this year. Anyways, centrelink ended up admitting it was their fault, not mine, that the money didn’t go through (which we knew all along), but that didn’t help me at all. Sure I got an admission of guilt from them, but it’s not like I could use that to buy my groceries with. Now my money isn’t going to go in until Monday. Oh well. I called mum, mum called centrelink too, and got real mad at them. mum is really good at getting things like this sorted out. So then mum rings dad, and he actually comes out here, picks me up and takes me to the mall, and gives me $100 until I get my money. Wow. I’m a happy chappy once again. Not that I wasn’t before… I used to cry when stuff like this happened, but now I just don’t see the point. When I started to feel overwhelmed, I just made myself smile and the whole situation seemed comical. Whenever I smile, it’s like my whole mood changes. I can cope with anything, and still be a shoulder for everyone else to cry on.

Anyways, I applied for a job in stupid crazy clarks, which is the only place i’d be willing to work in the whole of yamba mall. All the other shops are crap… I wouldn’t work at Bi-Lo, because that place is like the Bermuda Triangle or something.. Once you go in, you do not come out. You stay around yamba, get married and have a few kids, and that’s your life. Besides, crazy clarks is a job, and I would not say no if they rang me tomorrow to say they had some work for me to do. I also applied for a job at a holiday place called “the blue dolphin”. When I rang up to talk to the guy in charge of the hiring, he asked me some weird questions. The first two weren’t so bad – “What’s your name” “How old are you” – but the next one sort of confused me. “Are you single?”… um… was that a reference to marital status? Is that a normal question for an employer to ask a prospective employee?

Another weird thing happened at the supermarket – i was at the checkout, and had put all my stuff through, and saw a life support charity thing where you buy a coloured piece of plastic that looks like a hospital tag, to put around your wrist. I bought one last year, and the year before that, and so I decided I would this year too. I picked one up and put it with my stuff. The girl at the checkout looked at me strangely, and half smiled/half laughed. I wanted to say “what???” but was in too good a mood. I said “I buy one of these every year.” and she started laughing. Hmm. I said some other stuff to her, but I can’t remember. Lou was behind me at the checkout, and when we got home she asked me if I knew the checkout chick. I said I’d never seen her before in my life. Lou said that it had seemed like we were really good friends or something, and that it was probably just because I talk to everyone. But I said that she was laughing at me and I had no idea why. Oh well. I couldn’t stop laughing when I got out of the supermarket. What was so funny? I don’t know. I was in a giggly mood today when I got home too, and went over the road to see Lou and the Germans – Horst and Gitar. They are cool – they brought birkenstocks for Lou, Mike, Luka and Ceda. Really cute.

I’m in such a happy-smiley mood right now. Nothing can bring me down. I hope I get some work before christmas, because I owe mum about $350. I’ve never owed anyone so much in my life. It’s just because I had to borrow lots when I went to Brisbane… But I’ll eventually pay it all back.

Ceda, who is the younger girl from across the road, seems to be really attached to me. When I told her I would be moving out after christmas to go to uni, she got really upset and started crying. Also, a few weeks ago, she brought over a note from school that was about some play her class was going to, and would I be able to go along as her guardian, because her mum and dad wouldn’t be able to make it. I would’ve loved to go, but her teacher said that only real parents were allowed to go. What a load of crap. Kids love me, for some reason. I guess I know how to talk to them, or something. I’m a kid magnet. I like it though, because they make me laugh. Kids are so cool.

Anyways, how much have I written today? jees… I’m sure mum is going to tell me to get off soon, cause I’m tying up the phone. That could be literal, except I’m not the one that tied the phone cord in knots. I think it was rosie…

This is how you remind me (of a bar of soap)

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Nov 012001

This afternoon, when I was outside getting the mail, I decided to write a list of things that remind me of summer and childhood… sound stupid? could be… but who cares ^_^

Here we go:
-The smell of the trees along the road to our place. From the inside of a bus, they have a scent not unlike vomit. I’m sure they’re really nice when you smell them up close…
-Walking barefoot on hot sand. This reminds me a lot of when I was younger, and I’d spend the majority of summer holidays at the beach. It was too icky putting shoes/thongs/sandals on just after you got out of the water, because they’d just be all glugged up with wet sand by the time you got to the carpark… so it was barefoot all the way
- the smell of sunscreen. This is guaranteed to give me the worst case of nostalgia…. I remember wearing about four different types of sunscreen – the sloppy one for back, arms, legs etc… the sticky one that was like glue, for your face, the lip balm, and sometimes even coloured zinc cream. That wasn’t often though, because we never owned any.
- the smell of chlorine. This takes me back to the days when I was a little swimming star, destined for greatness ^_^… not. I was quite a good swimmer – still am, but for some reason I just sort of drifted away from training…
- the smell of those floaty rings… the ones with pictures on them… also the smell of floaties, and the smell of plastic placemats.

Anyways, I’ve got to go. Ceda just asked me to go collect some flowers for the germans. The avid gardeners around here never know what hit them when me and Ceda go flower-collecting

More later ^_^

uhu… pilottttttt…. yoohoo…. pilllllooooottttttt

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Oct 302001

sorry bout that… just remembering those weirdo uhu/pilot ads that used to be on tv, with all different clips from tv shows or movies or whatever, with the characters saying ‘uhu’ or ‘pilot’ in different ways. The reason that ad popped into my head is because I bought a new pen yesterday (well, i didn’t really buy it, dad did. I put it on his account at the newsagents), and it’s a pilot pen. It had a barcode sticker on it, and it was one of those stickers that, when you pull it off the pen, you can stretch it out so that the numbers become really long and stuff… I don’t know what I’m talking about. Stretchable stickers… yeah.

Anyways, am feeling a bit muddled because of a dream I had last night. Can’t remember it very well… Basically it involved a helicopter, a weird place with lots of clothes, a big table with christmas food laid out on it (ham, chicken, salads, trifle…) and also shadows. Shadows of me and my sister’s roommate, Penny. weird… I seem to have quite a knack for interpreting other peoples dreams, but can never correctly figure out my own.

agh. It’s really hot today. Not as hot as yesterday, but it’s only 9:47am. Yesterday was soooo hot, because there was a Westerly breeze that brought with it all the flies from inland… I hate flies. My little sister, Rosie, and I went swimming in the pool across the road from our house. It’s owned by our friends Sue & Alan. The water was so nice, but rosie kept pushing me under the water, and saying “be my surfboard!” yeah right! she then said “Look at me cassie – I can be ocean girl!” and then proceeded to tell me I was her dolphin. She can be so annoyingly immature at times. All I wanted to do was have a refreshing swim. I wasn’t in the mood to play along with her little games. Dooop dooop dooopedy ay.

Anyways, might go for a swim today too. I’m glad I remembered to hang my swimmers out, cause I just can’t stand putting wet swimsuits on… ew. when I was younger I practically lived in my swimmers, I was such a little waterbaby. I guess I still am a waterbaby, but my main modes of transport (mum and dad) aren’t too interested in the fact that I still love to swim. Oh well, have to go get my L’s soon. Again. This time I’ll actually follow through and get my P’s as well ^_^

Oh and another thing. Went shopping yesterday, and asked at Crazy Clarks for an application form. Crazy clarks is a stupid store, but it’s the only place with nice people. The manager guy told me to bring in my resume next time I came in. I’ll see if dad is going in today. I’ll have to redo my resume though, because last time I wrote it up I was concentrating mainly on my clerical and journalistic (is that even a word?) experience… I didn’t include that I worked for dad at the door of the concerts he promoted, handling ticket sales etc… I think that would be more relevant than “twelve months work as junior correspondent/journalist for The Review”. yeah. ok. I’m off now ^_^

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