Recently, i've been pondering.

The other day was my friend Catherine's Sixteenth Birthday Party. It was only a few people (since the majority of people deicded not turn up.) but it was a really good night.

All the girls were suppose to "dress up" in a glamourous fashion, and if you know me thats something I don't really do. Also something a lot of my friends really don't do, so it was great to see some of them dressed up, everyone looked very beautiful.

That night i spoke to people I haven't really spoken to in a while. I hadn't spoken to some of these people due to conflict between myself and their friends. It was really good to talk about it all and hear where they were during this all this "conflict" was happening.

I've come to realise that I really do not care about certain people anymore. I use to think of them as something, and they turned out to be the complete opposite. At least some people have the descentsy to show you straight away the awful person they are. Which is where I'm kind of contradicting myself. If anyone read my former blog from Myspace they would know that i strongly dislike people who make bad first impressions. But now I'm not sure if I like the idea of knowing right away that they are a complete tool, or wasting time to figure it out for myself.

One day I am going to be brave enough to ride on Josh's shoulders, instead of him having to ride on Nicks.

There are so many things i love about this photo. The enjoyment Josh is having. Nick bizarley looking up at Josh's face. I think the thing I love most, is Jacks laughing face.

Today I was a loner in basically all my classes. Maths first and second lesson, Catherine, Samantha and Bradley were away so i was forced to sit by myself on the one side of the room. Everyone lse sat on the other side, it was as if i stank or something. :)

During lessons 3 and 4 I had design, and I was lucky enough to be able to go out side and draw pictures of buildings. I was hoping Josh was playing Football at this time so i could pretend to be drawing and just watch him instead, but he wasn't.
In lesson 5 i had Biology and i sat with Tesfay. All i did was write a boring letter to Samantha expressing my anger on how she wasn't there.

In lesson six i had legal. Mr Howley made that lesson fun. So did Peter.

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