Pass the parcel

Dear You,

Today I played pass the parcel with an onion.

People were crying as they unwrapped each layer.

The music stopped and I end up with your tiny heart from inside the onion, and I'm left the only one not crying :)

Yours sincerely,

Her.

Don't you love it when people change?

Dear you,

Someone tagged a photo of my grade 6 class on facespace and now heaps of these people have been talking to me... it's weird. I forgot that some of these people existed in the four and a half years since primary school... And now, some of the dickheads that bullied me in primary school are NICE!!! OMG!!! IT'S ABSOLUTELY INCREDIBLE! I never predicted that that would happen EVER. So now I'll be catching the train tomorrow with one of these supposedly changed people (not that he knows this, we just happen to catch the same train on thursday mornings) and the big test is.. WILL HE SAY HELLO?? Or will he just ignore me, keep his ipod headphones in and occasionally cast me a dirtly glance like every other time we've been on the train together? What do you think will happen?

Yours sincerely,

Her.

The more time you spend feeling happy, the less time you'll be blue.

Dear You,

Today was good :)
I spent my time not dwelling on upsetting things and enjoying my life - even the shit bits.
And now I feel fantastic. You should try it sometime. It works brilliantly :)
This might change tomorrow though - music is a disaster class. But for now I'm not going to ruin my good mood, I'm not going to think about shit stuff, and I'm going to go do some homework, and I'm going to have fun doing it :)

Yours sincerely,

Her.

The Big Weekend

Dear You,

My weekend was pretty exciting. I had an orchestra rehearsal on saturday morning, went to an 18th on saturday night. It was laser wars. YAY. after that we went back to the birthday boy's house for a bonfire. oh so much fun. after everyone that was going home went home, we moved to the couch for some boosh. So anyway, basically my question is, what do you do when you hook up with someone you like, but they were drunk and don't remember??

Yours sincerely,

Her.

LOVE

Max my saviour

Dear you,

I am having a stressful week.

Monday: One of my best friends is rather depressed, I have had a bad day and I've finally crashed under the pressure of doing too much. I am in MAJOR panic mode. Decided I'm going to drop a subject. Good idea. Pressure lifted.

Tuesday: Feeling good, dropping a subject, things are looking up. Until I find out I'm not allowed to drop a subject. Uh oh. I feel panic mode coming on again. Max says "CHIIIILLLL"

Wednesday: Chill day. CBF going to school. Managed to get a tutor, speak to another teacher and ask for a reduced workload, sent a letter to the depressed friend, and life is back on track thanks to Max.

Yours sincerely,

Her.

HI

So, uhm, this would be my first blog. EVER. inspired by georgia.