“you keep me wide awake and waiting for the sun”

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Okay, a little puppy came wandering off the street and trotted slowly down our front path. Hmmmm.. hello there, young one?
Turns out it is severly malnourished and needs tender love and care. So we brought it in, fed it, watered it, bathed it and...introduced it to Molly D:
I named her Nugget.
Stepdad is going to call the RSPCA tomorrow, but, if she isn't microchipped, then we're going to keep her because he doesn't want her to be put down (which they will do).
THIS IS NOT GOING TO GO WELL WITH THE OTHER DOG :O
anyway...

Today me and a few other lunatics went to the Powerhouse Museum/Harbourside.
The museum visit was short - we got in and got out - but I managed to take almost 100 photos of things that caught my eye :)
I found it hard to find inspiration for my children-related idea for my short story, but I did what I can, letting myself slip away from the others and into the children's corner of the museum for a short while.
After we got out, we trekked to Harbourside to get lunch :D we were all so freaking hungry... Suvi wouldn't shut up about the crispy chicken caesar salad waiting for her... :P
Lunch was eating, including a large Diet Coke. But then they wanted ice cream D: NO MONEY! So I went without :) good job, bb.
We kind of sat stoner for a while after that. A moth came and sat on our table. I nudged it away. Suvi screamed, cause she thought it was dead.
After that, I basically trekked with Fio back to Town Hall station to gtfo of the city.
It was so hot today -__- but i love summer! So I'm not complaining, really xD <3

I didn't really talk much today. Too ceebs. Still upset about my feelings of yesterday -sigh-
Finished writing the eulogy yesterday. Funeral is on Tuesday.
Wish me luck!

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Not a bad day today, really.

Had  a free in first period. Had a little meeting with Ariana, Linda and Sabrina, where we revised some of the maths that we've done in class thus far, and talked about Mr. Terry. We decided that we're going to have a class meeting, so we can pin point exactly what everyone finds difficult about him and his teaching, or just the concepts in general. We're then going to approach Mr. Sprent or Mr. Terry or both, in order to clarify the issues and such (especially if we have to keep him as our teacher forever ): )
Melkey said that the lines MIGHT change for next year, especially for maths, so we'll see, I suppose.
What hurts me the most is that i could've had the same timetable as I had last year (essentially) rather than sitting in my free, thinking about the quality teaching that my other friends are getting right then and there. It's honestly not fair. I'm going to fail maths. It is my worst subject and I cannot teach it to myself. But I'm running out of options.

Finished biology! It's gone! :) YAY!
We had Mr. Slade today. He's one cool man, I must say (even if I do believe he is a little creepy)
But Ms. Kumerich's class get him next year! WHY DO THEY GET THE GOOD TEACHERS, HUH?
Like, I had McGlynn -___- and now I have Simpson (who is okay, but he failed to explain the full assignment to us until two days before it was due - thanks, dude.)

Bought sushi at recess and chilled with the girls. Got my KK person ;D ;D
Wanna know who it is, eh, eh?

Society was reasonably tedious. Except that i got to say "Aussie Aussie Aussie Oi Oi Oi" about three or four times to the class. Along with "Dinki Di" "G'day mate" "crikey" "no worries" "True Blue" and etc.

LUNCH! Went to eighty ate with Elena, Sunny and Alice and bought wedges to eat in my other free :)
Sat with Jas and Foghorn and ate them.
and then the others (Renee, Carmen, Cath, Lia, Caitlin, Ness) came back from Eighty Ate when i was attempting to write the eulogy i must write for my great gran. It's actually quite hard to write. But I need to do it SOON so i can LEARN IT -sigh-
The free was enjoyable, to say the least. We discussed lame jokes and Katy Perry songs. 'Twas grand.

Maths: we were basically arguing with Terry. He was getting pretty mad. But it's too funny sometimes, you can't help but smile...
BUT IT'S SO FRUSTRATING. I don't really want to think about it.
He. Just. Can't. Teach. To. Save. His. Fucking. Life.
I mean, he's a lovely man, he's just teaching us all the wrong, pointless things, and when we try to correct him, he essentially ignores us.
I would drop Maths if I had 12 units...

Hot and stuffy on the train. The Epping is kind of lonely nowadays.

It's Mum's birthday tomorrow. I will do what I can to make her happy.

REMINDER: Get x-ray for teeth tomorrow BECAUSE YOU NEED BRACES

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I had such a strange afternoon today. well, i went to eastwood with lia after school, with all my bags and everything, ready to go to Dad's.
We got $1 ice creams from an asian shop, and we sat and talked about things :)
We were sitting on our usual ledge-y thing, when out of the corner of my eye, i saw a pigeon on the pathway, just sitting down. I thought it was vaguely amusing to see a bird sitting on the ground, rather than in the air or in a tree or something - so i went and took a photo of it :) caption: "just chilling"
but it actually wasn't funny at all ):
The bird was really injured. It looked like a magpie or some other beast had attacked it. Its right wing was all skewed and when it tried to walk, it really couldn't and so it had to sit back down again. where it's wing exposed its skin on its back, it was a pinky/red colour. it was so terrible.
lia and i really didn't know what to do.
but you know what the worst part is? a fucking evil asian woman walked by the pigeon..and kicked it. WHAT THE FUCK BRU?! it was HURT! ON THE GROUND! and you FUCKING KICK IT. we were both really enraged and wanted to run after the fucking bastard. bitch. and then three schoolgirls walked past, and one of them noticed the bird and said "why don't we just kill it, to stop it from anymore pain."
-____-
i can't even. fucking hell.
what is wrong with the world? why can't you just leave it alone, or help it? WHY DO YOU WANT TO KICK, or "better yet" KILL INNOCENT ANIMALS? i was getting really upset, and lia almost started crying. she raged at another woman in Mando, who was just about to touch the bird too.
we thought that maybe we could lure the bird to stand up, with some food. but a) we had no food. and b) it would probably cause it more pain.
lia wanted to make a barrier around it saying "DND. FUCKING LEAVE ME ALONE" but we didn't. in the end, she called three animal care organisations. who all said that they only care for native animals or wildlife, or "special crested pigeons"...isn't that racist or something?
what is with this world?
i'm really over it.
just die. not the pigeon. us humans.

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