Come on Cindrella- We've Gotta Get You Ready for the Ball!

Good morgen. It is now 8:23 in the AM, making the official formal countdown 8 hours and 37 minutes to go before I am at town hall looking my lovliest. truth be told I'm a little scared about the event- for one I'm supposed to have a hairdresser come over today and I'm worried she won't be able to find my house. I'll try counting to 10 to sort out that anxiety.
Everything is organsied, thank god. Limo, makeup, hair, nails, jewellery, shoes, undies (totally important) and of course, the dress. Here's praying it all goes according to plan.....

Miss Mustang and the Rainy-Day, Leaving-School, Chest-Infection Blues

Hello everyone. Well here I am, officially in the grey area in between year 10 and year 11. I ended school today on a somewhat mildew-coloured note- we finished this lame year 10 program they assigned to us where they gave us the whole "Oh, we do this because year 10s before have left earlier and found that they missed their friends."
Now, this little pep talk would have some substance to us, had they not decided to split us up form our actual friends and place in a mixed bag with candies of a different kind. If you're going to harp on about memories and affilitates, makes sure you don't sound like a fucking hypocrite.
Anyway, I had a chest infection pretty much all day and that coupled with the rain, understandably things are going to get a bit messy. But even so, I AM OUT OF FUCKING SCHOOL!!!!!!

Parole

Afternoon funsters! Well here I am, officially finished my school certificate and about to go on to work experience! I will never have to sit through another lesson of Computers, PE, Georgraphy, Maths or Science again! It feels like I've just been released from prison. A lot of those subjects bored me to some degree, so next year my subjects are going to be heavy on History, English and Art. I'll also be able to piss off certain teachers who've given me hell these past 4 years. I feel great!

Ladies and Gentlemen, We are About to Encounter Some Slight Turbulence.....

Jesus...what a week. Thankfully it's all over now, but you know those weeks where you're sure they're a provisonary apocalypse, just preparing for the big one? It was one of those.

It's was like a marriage really- that animosity that begins to brew for no reason amongst people that spend pretty much ever day together and then one day the shit hits the fan and it's up to you to clean youself up. It's just affirmed my reasons not to get married but anyway, that's what it was like in the land of last week. Things were said, others were felt but wholly we began to really understand eachother all at once for the first time in 3 and a half years.

Details of how and why it started and how and why it ended are a bit sketchy- maybe it's still continuing, I don't know. Maybe it's still continuing but the point is that were all civil (for lack of a better word) towards eachother. I feel better that this has all happened though, like I've finally started to heal or something.....