day 19.

goby - the boys call me this, becasue it rhymes with gaby, not because i give them oral sex.
kababi - involves benji and matty clements on new years, finding it hilarious,
gaboriginal - claire saladine, jsut cause shes awsome.
getongaby - my incredahoe name. they also include 'indeahoe' 'gettosuperstar' and 'minxy'. i miss laura and teg and indea.
technically gabi is a nick name - gabriella, ooer.

day 18.

plans goals dreams.
well, i would like to finish school, with a reasonable atarrr. avatar.
going to melbourne in the holidays, if benji gets his house, hopes.
i dream that one day i will wake up and everything will be fine. corny face.

day 17.

for a day?
suprisingly, not someone famous. as i would expect the usual answer.
i know who i would want swap with, but im going to be shit, and not say.
although most of you could guess, maybe ill make a competition out of it,

studystudystudy.

for some reason i cant stop listning to lets stay together - al green.
reminds me so much of my childhood.

i know your game.

day 16.

yummy.

day 15.

01) along came polly (acoustic) - i haunt wizards
02) what's your damage - be your own PET
03) rock boys - the grates
04) lets make love and listen to death from above - CSS
05) her advice cost us a life - emarosa
06) i won't be left - tegan and sara
07) cursed from birth - hilltop hoods
08) alone again (van she tech remix) - teenager
09) approach the bench - the audition
10) golden brown - the stranglers

day 14.

back when i had black hair, and i look like a stunned mullet, huzzah.

day 13.

dear_______
you have hurt me recently.
love gaby.

day 12.

in year seven, gemma had a blog, it was called toufusia hill, and pretty sure she still wants to call one of her children that.
then one day, indea got a blog, and i laughed at her.
so she made me get one, and i used it about once.
then about, 6 months past, and i started using it, and now i acutally enjoy it.
although i do remeber myself saying something of the following like "blogs are for fucking sterotypical retardes with nothing better than to blog about there pathetic lives and useless hobbies"

i disagree, past self.

day 11.

the incredahoes, i fucking miss this so much.

day 10.

happy: kate nash- mouthwash, foundations, skeleton song/ anything vampire weekend
sad: to build a home - the cinimatic orchestra/ home - edward sharp and the magnetic zeros/ comin home - city and colour / into my arms - nick cave.
mad: me and zoloft get along fine - dance gavin dance - i just enjoy belting out the begining lyrics in angry rages. acutally really enjoy this song, in an un angry manner.
hyped: enter shikari - sorry your not a winner/ mr postman - cragga.
bored: something i can make up a dance to, to stop the bored overtaking.

day 09.

proud of: my self control.
chickka chickk ahhhh.

day 08.

short term goals:
-get my l's
- do my hair
- have my room clean for longer than a week
-dispose of unwanted clutter in my room
- pass year 11.
- and in the words of jonny, smile lots.

+

i just flossed, i feel brand new.
ive decided im going to cheat, im just going to keep doing my challenge. hoorah.

doctor, doctor.

i would like it if i could spell.

day 07.

most probably joshwa, a year is a long time.

you thought you found gold, we know you found coal.

this thirty day challenge has turned into more of a burden then some fun.

i made that up, that little heading, explaining someone in my life. thirty points if you can guess. The amount of pressure that will leave my life after ballet / jazz exams and yr 11 exams are over will be amaizng, next mission: get my l's before i turn the ripe age of 18.
there is a hole in my sock, and my toe is cold. - glady these are the only dramas of my life.

back to the challenge, ta ta.

day 06.

the phantom, always been my favourite. hes just amazing, and mysterious.. because thats what all women want. jsut a little joke there, hope everyone giggled. sickest superhero out, i think personally.

day 05.

coconut huts on nooas lembognan, island just off of bali, was lovley.

sdjflskjdf

some people are jsut plain retarded.
and so immature? gah.
i have learnt not to name names though.

day 04.

i really hate how shy i am,
its ridiculous, why cant i just be normal, and speak to people when i meet them.
ah.

day 03.