The Blog of Breeza

it's halloween today! *gasps*, we've had two groups of trick-or-treaters so far... and even if we did have lollies i'd refuse to give them to kids with no/crap costumes. and dressing up as a school kid when you ARE a school kid doesn't count as being a costume. neither does a sack. with a hole for an eye. that doesn't equal a ghost.

in other news it's day three of the horrible time of study. [technically day four but i was late starting :P] so far i have accomplished:

- a passage analysis
- checkpoints
- many [5] chemistry posters ~ the carbon-oxygen cycle is oh so exciting
- a chemisty exam
- checkpoints x more
- worked
- laughed at our new tv
- laughed at the current disagreement between said tv and antenna
and [most importantly]
- broken my expert minesweeper record. twice. i'm sitting on 139 seconds at the moment :)

that doesn't really seem like a lot... but today was mostly productive, could be better
shall try again tomorrow :)

5:12 pm;
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*is exhausted*

Friday night was much fun, friday day was also entertaining but mainly due to the high levels of sleep and laziness. but yes, i had a great time at the val, though i would have liked a photo with chris and john. ahh well. heheh john had a red bowtie. it was very cute *laughs* :P
the food was nice, the speeches were entertaining [life is a bowl of fruit ~ i especially liked the bit about the grapefruits helping to preserve your bananas. and jeremy's life at school being more of a pomegranate. I didn't think Shiv could top it but she did a really good job too :) ], i took/had taken many many photos, got a really nice certificate and a named glass, hugged mr campbell [someone started the pato army/super-campbell chant], danced for a little... mmm basically it. it was all rather surreal to be honest, it won't kick in that i've graduated for a little while. there's many a photo up on facebook though and i plan on adding mine tonight.

i stayed the night at james' [also fun, of course] and we slept in. i like sleeping in. then we went up to collac, picking up tim on the way. it was sam's 17th today so we stayed there last night since it's so far away. alayne [sp?], ange and simon all stayed too. i had a great time, i did quite a bit of talking with alayne, we played spotlight [i won one round, tim walked within a metre of me and i ended up sneaking back to sit with everyone who was caught :P ], drank many nyummy mocktails and played truth or truth. i also got eaten by mozzies but oh well. oh and we went swimming. it was bloody freeeeezing. well, cold... there wasn't actually any ice :P the food was muchly approvable too... especially desert - melted white and milk chocolate with many yum things to dip in it... :D
more people appeared the next day too and it was also lots of fun, james kept trying to hit tim's balls with his own... sigh, james sigh. and i'm talking about pool here guys, he kept hitting them off the table

oh and i got home and there was a huge LCD tv in our family room. it was mildly disturbing.

but yes, now i'm rather tired, shall sleep well tonight i expect :P

8:15 pm;
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"Sibu the orang-utan has miffed his Dutch keepers at Apenheul Primate Park by refusing to mate with female orang-utans and showing sexual interest only in tattooed human blondes. The tattoo fetish harks back to a heavily tattooed keeper who reared him. "

10:15 am;
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wednesday was the last day of classes, i believe that is muchly awesome. tuesday i had my last chemistry and maths classes too. in maths we got our teacher's life story [rather sad] and in chemistry we got to eat not one but two cakes. it was mole [6.02 x 10^23] day so we had mole cake :) one from steeny and one from naz. it was muchly yum. we also had a picnic/party on the oval with the year 11s
wednesday i had japanese and vis com [last lit class was monday] and we did nothing and japanese bar looking at funny japanese game shows via youtube. In vis com we had to bring something 'interesting' - i bought hachan - but jeff and i were the only two who really bothered. i grabbed hachan off my windowsill that morning. my last ever class was a free (^^) and we had pizza and softdrink, then signing dresses/shirts by the year 11s at lunch, our last chapel [we sang a whole 6 songs!] with a very nice speech from a rather emotional reverend boyd and time capsules and more signing.

my time capsule was rather entertaining. it had a tooth [i lost it that day... my bad], my year 7 diary, two "letters" [consisting of 'hello'] from my brothers, some chrissy cards, a piece of paper with random messages, a story i wrote in grade 6, some woven friendship bands and - my personal favourite - two floppy discs. i only was just able to check them now as this is my first time home since then. i've put on some funny pictures and things, icons, BILLY [when asked: annie is a fart, gabrielle is the dunny cleaner of sheeba and my james is a dick head... sorry james], a photo of a group of us, a letter from myself, some manipulated photos [of igi, dan, james and john] and - here's the awesome part - my billy transcript for october/november. it's 138 pages long. i thought it was pretty amazing. shall have to read through it all....

after school we went to alistair's [closer to the common room than the gym carpark] then down the street, 15 of us had dinner at la porchetta which was really nice. we hung around because we had the year 12 social to go to, and we had to bring a plate so five of us split 15 boxes of maccas cookies. yes, yes we are awesome. the social was pretty fun though i didn't feel all that great for some of it, i gradually lost clothes too. first my boots, jacket, stockings... but yes. james tied a balloon to me and wrote 'brie is here' on it so he wouldn't lose me... he then proceeded to attach a string [they were weighed down to the ground around the room] of seven or so balloons to it... then another, then another. i had 20 balloons following me from room to room. sigh. it was fun though, i got very attached [not a deliberate pun] to my balloons. when i got bored and left i brought them with me... to the park where james and i sat around for an hour or so. we saw a few people [like luke v and nina and ben] while we were there too.

then back to alistair's and we all [myself, james, tim, chris, zeb, nic, igi... alistair was in bed] watched 28 days later. was rather good, i was glad when it finished and i could go to be though. i got a reasonable [5 hours] of sleep.

and today was muck-up day. nic and i wrote 'chicken shnitzel' in various places and i put 'i lost the game' in big letters on a building. was much fun. i also changed arrows and wrote 'wrong way go back' in the carpark. igi and zeb stopped the cars for me. :) there was toilet paper everywhere, heheh. oh and we glad wrapped sophie and maddy together to a pole, i even drew them a label on the ground. reece too :) and james got me... not to a pole though... and not my legs. hmm then we presented things to teachers, mr canty was rather touched, we got him a signed, first edition of a judith wright poetry collection, he really admired her and met her a few times. it also ran an hour late and was very boring. so no real recess. then we cleaned up [took barely any time] and went down to the "carnival". it was a collection of giant kid's games. jenga was fun, i didn't really try any others though as they looked boring. maybe giant snakes and ladders might have been good. and free sausages :D mm but then everyone got bored... we were stuck in the gym for so long... so everyone drifted home and i got a lift back with lauren. home = bubble bath.

i'm also brown [it's freaking me out] because mum convinced me to get a spray tan for the val... it was on a voucher thing we have so i didn't actually pay. it's not a huge difference on my back or arms or anything... just when you compare it to the line i have lol... i think i prefer being white but i expect it will look nice with my dress - the val is tomorrow *cheers* ~ bubbye now :)

6:58 pm;
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5 more classes and i'm finished school. tis all rather exciting, though i will miss our lunchtimes together :(
but yes, my last ever class is a free [i find this entertaining] and on wednesday we're having our last chapel, time capsules returned and our social, we're also going out to la porchetta for dinner. shall be grand. and rather hectic. from wednesday to saturday i spend one night at home. sigh. muck up day has a fluro theme [which i'm playing along with due to the disgustingly fluro range of clothes available in mc-sluts right now], though i refuse to wear it to the social as well. icky. i'm wearing a solid fluro pink tshirt, a denim skirt and fluro purple tights [i admit i already owned said tights]. oh and those awesome plastic bands everyone used to love, they're fluro :)
hmmm that's all i can be bothered with. bubbye all (^^)

8:07 pm;
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well-dressed drunks are funny. women in pretty dresses and high-heels screaming abuse are funny... chicken smeared all over windows is semi-funny when i don't have to clean it up. it was moe cup today, and my work [being 500 or so metres away from the racecourse] was pretty much packed. it was all rather exhausting, though i was on drive-thru rather than out front, so i didn't actually have to personally deal with the drunks... just laugh at them from out back. the police were called at one stage too i think... a fight broke out. silly, silly drunks. but anyways, it was incredibly busy and everything aches :(

i should sleep or something but i'm too awake. mm i need something else to entertain myself with. bubbye all

10:16 pm;
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i can't escape from the phone box, silly bright night, it makes no sense to me :( i've given up... it does have a walkthrough button, but i hate those things. i'd much rather put up this site's games but he doesn't allow that. tis a pity, i love the rpg grow. :)

in other news: my last sac was today. thank god. and one more week of classes. *cheers* and the val is in just over a week. and the social. and muck-up day. shall be grand indeed.

and i don't really feel like typing anything that makes sense. so be warned, the ramble starts here. zone out at will. my topic? positrons. the silliest things ever. i mean, honestly, how can an electron be positive? and why the hell would they try to confuse us poor students now, this close to exams? we've gone through all our science classes innocently assuming electrons were always negative and then [in unit 4, last area of study] they have to introduce the concept of a 'positron'. i mean... it has a kinda cool name [say positive electron ten times fast] but it is rather pointless. [yes i'm aware that i usually like pointless] especially as we don't have to know anything other than that it exists [for chemistry anyway], it's basically just filler for the multiple choice questions. is the symbol X a proton, electron, alpha particle or a positron? what about 'or all of the above?' why couldn't they have just used that tired and tried method? it makes much more sense than scaring students, not as fun on the examiner's behalf perhaps... but definitely nicer. chemistry examiners need to be as nice as the japanese oral ones [the frenchies went to sale for a french oral - connotations much?], they need to nod and smile and make more encouraging comments. i would approve, and everyone knows my approval is necessary when it comes to the entire VCE system, it's me that's decided that japanese should be ridiculously marked up. i tried to make it so that french was marked the same - except down - but they [read: minions] pointed out this would be unfair. i pointed out i didn't care, they pointed out i get quite a lot of actually french frenchies at my school each year... and should play it safe.
playing it safe is also necessary sometimes, gravity is the best protection guys, and girls. pretty much guys with girls. or girls with guys, just to promote the whole equality thing, even though everyone knows it's a myth :P "men were born free, women are more expensive". i believe you all know the equation regarding girls equalling evil as well, more proof that we're superior, or at least more interesting. it always seems to be the evil people that have the most fun, providing they remember it as evil-doers do tend to break the law quite a lot and so are probably constantly intoxicated/stoned/both and hence suffer from memory loss.
not really a fan of memory loss, i seem to forget quite a few things. 'tis the reason my mum calls me 'goldy' [double meaning guys!] due to my hair colour [when i was younger] and my goldfish memory span. silly, silly mum. nearly as silly as my dad who bought james a present for no apparent reason. a mr happy book - awesome, no? we only have mr impossible, an interesting character in his own right but generally a forgotten one. poor mr impossible, we should all wear black bands around our arms, like all those football players do. it's really getting rather ridiculous, at any one time there's an entire team wearing the things... it's different if your pet dies... but when your entire team wears them because your pet dies... that's just stupid. they don't really mean anything anymore - though i hope the dying pet thing is an exaggeration, animals dying isn't very nice. i assumed there were horses dying everywhere because of the virus... but apparently not. they just get better two weeks later. but of course it affects the melbourne cup, which in turn affects the council's revenue! shock! horror! gasp! money makes people funny in the head.

that is all.

Labels: ramble

9:34 pm;
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9 more school days left. i'd rather it was 8 but mum won't let me stay home tomorrow. she seems to think i'll get more work done at school than i will at home. *cough* bullshit *cough*. i have two classes tomorrow, and i know nothing will really happen in either of them. i may learn the conventions for cross-sections in vis com...? maybe. because that's something that's oh so difficult to catch up on. i'm annoyed anyway, i hate waste of time days. especially when i think about how much more i could be doing on my own and how little i'll get done on the weekend. sigh.

in other news my folio is handed in and my japanese oral exam over. it was ick. x much. i didn't understand them quite a few times and had to keep asking for what they were saying to be repeated. or i couldn't remember words and so couldn't answer questions properly. it was very frustrating. i can block it out now though lol. though the examiners were very nice. the non-native speaker was grinning the entire time, it was rather reassuring. i'm pretty happy with my folio though, hope i do well.

i did lousy and all practise exams i've got back so far. methods was too depressing to actually finish marking and find out what i got... chemistry was surprisingly good considering the amount i couldn't remember. 52% [the average], i was expecting 30%. literature was good and japanese, a 3 hour exam which we were given 2 hours to do, was okay. grrraaaargh.

i want to sleep again. i'm in my pajamas and sitting on my bed already but i have to fill in my seas application. sigh. beds are silly. mum's declared that i should be getting a double bed of them for christmas so when i'm away next year and dad's snoring she'll have somewhere to sleep. silly mum. at least i'll be able to take it the year after that.

6:45 pm;
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grrrraaargh. my top smells like guy's deodorant. and the person i want to talk to is busy. and i'm tired. and i want to go to bed. and i can't because i have an exam tomorrow and need to study. i've either been too busy or completely beyond caring all holidays. probably because i came to think of it as such a joke during the countless, waste of time classes. i'm tossing up whether to go to bed now. sigh, i really shouldn't. maybe i'll go back on msn... hmmm, he's run away. (><)

mm well i might pretend to do japanese for a while. at least i'll feel less guilty then :P

6:53 pm;
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my favourite thing in the world right now? cars. well, a car - james' car. everyone should own a car so that they can come visit me when i ask at nearly 9:00 at night. i'd muchly approve. mind you, i don't think i'd be asking many other people to come visit me at this time usually...

and today was relatively unexciting. especially compared with yesterday. there was a scare with grandma... the worst possible kind pretty much. but it turns out she's okay, we'll chalk it up to a somewhat paranoid and easily excited doctor and her age. but yes, i ramble. i drove down to warragul and back [only stalled once. *laughs at nathaniel - i.e. brother who likes to count and make me nervous*] to take my brother to an appointment and my picture to the printers. shall be A2. i can't wait lol.

apart from that i've worked on my folio and had lunch. very exciting meal that. it had spanish onion in it. i found it in the fridge. also terribly exciting stuff that - spanish onion. annnnd... my folio isn't quite done but my brain is mush and i can't do anymore tonight. did i mention james is visiting? he's going to think i'm silly when he reads this [yes i know you're laughing at me] but i'm excited anyway :)

and he's here. bubbye

8:48 pm;
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mrow... bored and lonely (><)
james came and visited for a little while earlier but after he dropped me home again i decided to lie on my bed in the sun for awhile and accidently fell asleep. my bad. i just woke up and really can't be bothered doing anything. i was feeling so motivated this morning too...

the weekend was fun though, i really didn't do anything useful on wednesday and thursday bar working, but on friday james appeared and we went to the midvalley-a-matorium. he needed a present for sam and ange and i needed more clothes. i bought a blue rhino to go with my awesome red lion too. and then back to his place and my new ghibli movie. we had to get up before 6 on saturday which really wasn't very nice. we had to pick up tim from warragul at 6:45 or so and then headed off to colac. we had breakfast on the way. a rather long drive, we got there at exactly 10 and went to the way of safe to by glitter. silly glitter bombs, i found some of the stuff on my stomach this morning. at least i think i don't have any on my scalp anymore...

but yes, it was fun. and i went swimming in a public pool for the first time in ages. apart from school swimming the last time would have been sometime in year 7 i think. i met elaine who was muchly nice, bubbly and talkative. hope i get to see her again, i saw ange and sam again too. :)

and sunday we left at 1 or so and i didn't get home until 5:30ish. that was rather long, we did stop for lunch in geelong somewhere within that, and the traffic was a bit ick [there was next to none on the way up] and i had to wait around at traf trainstation to be picked up for a while. but yes, a rather long day. more fun than today though... i should go work on my folio

3:47 pm;
rawrd by Brie
5 soliloquies

And I Quote
Days of Our Lives
James: The cahoot turns gay, :) gets married to :P, :( get smurfed by the police before finding out his a female lesbien and some one dies all in the first 5 minutes
Tim: B) comes out of his coma to find that :) ditched him for :P, and S) dies of face deformation

Hachan
Tim: Is hachan an object or a japanese person?
James: yes tim, coz breeza has a japanese person locked up in her cupboard at home
James: you dont do you bree???
Tim: 'Course she does. She flattens sandwiches and gives them to him under the door

James' Eyebrows
Emily: i go away for 4 days and you guys are back to being crap, gosh. since james is passed out we should draw on him or shave his eyebrows off. *shaver appears just as magicly as emily did*
Emily: *james has no eyebrows*
Emily: i wonder where they went...
James: WHORE!!!
Brie: aha... they must have magically reappeared though emily, he had them this morning
Brie: i think your mc-shavey gadget is broken
Brie: want some stickytape?

Morning
Emily: morning eh?...
Brie: yes, that thing that exists before midday
Brie: come and we shall never speak of the disgusting thing again

Necrophelia
James: hey, [Annie] just roared!!! *SHOOTS THE LION REPEATEDLY*
Annie: see what i mean? ROAR :P... *scares james to death with particually scarey roar that no one else was scared by*
Brie: but now i have a dead girlfriend AND a dead boyfriend!
Brie: i don't like this at all... *wails*
James: LOL brie likes dead people :P
Brie: wait... am i a necropheliac now?
James: i dont know brie, you tell us
Brie: well i didn't think i was... i think i'll go back to wailing now
James: lol
Brie: *glares* not funny
Annie: How could you James? *comforts brie* its ok breeza just cos those you love are dead you dont have to wail, be happy...
Angelo: *gets the popcorn and coke*
Angelo: *sits back and watchs*
James: can i have some of that, ive got beer :D
Brie: ooooh... it's a movie now is it? does that mean i get paid?
Brie: and that's a fair point annie, however being a necropheliac is generally looked at as a bad thing in today's society. hence the wailing
Brie: ...i don't want to be jailed
Brie: and beer is icky
Emily: are they dead dead? or zombies? or vampires? your going to have to be a bit more specific, there are lots of different kinds of dead... and none of them like beer, as no one should
Annie: i'm most definatly a zombie!! Beer is icky... and just dont have sex with james, therefore no sex with the dead and thus no being thrown in jail
Brie: i'm not sure i like that idea... if he were to be a vampire i don't think he'd count as dead though. vampires are UNdead. so no necrophelia
Emily: techniquely vampires are dead, reanimated but dead, hey an you do no zombies rot, right? and they have no souls thus cannot think for themselves can only do the biding of others, right?
Annie: meh... sounds like me...
Angelo: *nods and smiles*
Brie: so if annie's rotting... does that mean if we find any limbs lying around the school they fell off her?
Brie: and lawyers ARE vampires, so chances are they won't be too harsh prosecuting me for said necrophelia
Emily: ha ha vampire porn
James: hmmm... luckly jesus taught me the secret to the resurection, so in fact, the stone has been rolled away
Brie: hmmm resurrecting hey? you aren't the anti-christ or anything are you?
Brie: because that could get me excommunicated
Annie: *eats james' top smarts, being a zombie and all* BRAINS!
Annie: *is still hungry, rips off emily's head and sucks out her brains* BRAINS!

Running and Screaming
Emily: anyway james what is more fun than running and screaming? running and screaming while stealing a watch? running and screaming and throwing water bombs? fun things include running and screaming
Emily: or your not doing them right... well screaming at least......

James' Rant
Tim: I've been gone for too long... one day it's magical mushrooms, now it's monkeys. Are they magical too?
Brie: ALL monkeys are magical, silly
James: bout time all my minions returned to my self confessed fortress of ultimate power kind of my flying dagger ish giant extravaganzer *takes another breath* that swims thru the sea killing all sorts of...
James: ... witches and lions that are tamed, yet wild at heart and crave and urn for dire love that is unjustifiable, yet strangely requirable, but still manifesting in their heart, while their eyes ...
James: ... traverse the holy pyramids built by our own god forsaken jesus christ, before he offed him self while watchin a transformer performing erotica on a polar bear while it watch's two people express ...
James: ...their undying hatred for the food which the chief served, it was as tho, the food was rotting and yet the people had finally returned to the true place of discussion...
James: ... Bries Blog :D

Passion Pop
Tim: *steals passion pop off emily and retreats to hiding*
Brie: *pouts* but i want some passion pop....
Brie: you're using my blog to steal it, i believe that entitles me to at least a little bit
James: Here you go brie *as james pulls out a conspicously conveinient case of passion pop.*
Brie: yay!
Brie: *takes a sip*
Brie: *spits it out quickly*
Brie: ick
Tim: Quick, dilute it with vodka, it will taste better.

Party Story
Hidden for your mental well-being.
Click the title to view the story.

I Just Lost the Game
In reverse order
James: \/ \/ \/ DONT Scroll down \/ \/ \/
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James: I LOST THE GAME!
Annie: they will if they read your comment to tim...
Tim: Do not, under any circumstances, scroll down. You'll lose the game.
James: \/ \/ \/ Scroll down \/ \/ \/
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James: I LOST THE GAME!

Double Image
Tim: fucker, i mean... that was James *shifty eyes* again
James: hehehe, all i going to plan.... hang on... this is tim talking *points to tim*
James: no it was me
James: nuh uh, it was me
James: LIAR! it was so me
James: Candy mountain charlie
James: ahhh... i have gone and confused my self
Tim: and me :(
James: I need sugar. And alcohol. And caffeine.
Tim: \/ \/ \/ DONT Scroll down \/ \/ \/
James: oh the pain. the confusion
James: /\ /\ /\ SCROLL UP /\ /\ /\
Tim & James agree for once: This ends now.
James (the real one): is any one else confused, coz i just rocked up, and from the looks of it, tim is being gay, dont listen to tim if he is impersonating me
James: on the other hand, if you see me imitating tim, make sure you believe wat i say 100%
Tim (also real): You started it
Tim & James agree for once: pfft, now it ends
Tim & James agree for once: pfft, now it ends
Tim: only JAMES would be retarded enough to double post

Later, over MSN
Brie: do you want to explain my chatterbox please?
James: *runs out the door* *car starting sounds* *car tyres screeching**door slowly closes* ....

Boosting Emily's Self-Esteem
Emily: i do not like the additions to 'and i quote' as im not in them except for my non existant passion pop being stolen

James' Rant #2
James: i feel its time for another one of my pointless rants, that rant on about goo and other equally unsatisfying satisfyingly feel good moments that dont exist yet want to be in emily imaginairy passion..
James: ... pop, yet whenever they try they are whipped bakc into line by one of tims wierd kinky sex whips that he cracks, it has gottne to the the point where he seeks to spread his irrelevant confusion ...
James: ... and interopability while maintaing that elmo does in fact have a none gay sexual relationship with ernie, in the mean time ernie is only getting more sadistic towards zebe, so much so infact ....
James: ...that the overly sadistic things that are being done actually look like kind jestures of love from ernie, zebe doesnt appreicate them tho, she just burns them in the nearest appearture science ....
James: ...industrial incinorator that she passes, thankfully due to the fastly approaching distant pass, there are many of these machines on each street, one only needs to look at msn to see half a dozen...
James: ...all of which are not operational at the moment because the effiel tower is still standing despite being past its use by date, yet they seem to paint the thing each year, and by year i mean 666 days.
James: conveniently 666 is allso the number which abraham lincoln was thinking about as he was assassinated. unfortuntely because brie is being distracting, is shall finish my rant on assasinations.

Tormenting Maddy
Maddy: maddy begins to join the convo, hears what brie has just said and RUNS AWAY... but not really. MR CHARLES IS BORING!!!
Maddy: save me from the crappy schoolness
Zebe: naww, poor maddy getting stuck with mr charles all year.. they really need to replace him!
Emily: yeah but who then would torment maddy?
Zebe: you?
Emily: well thats a given

Party Story
Instructions: Over the course of the night add your own section to the following story.
Please do not delete or change other people’s work, and it would be appreciated if the story could actually be followed. FOR GREAT JUSTICE ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Over in the hill, in Dutch land, there once was a one eyed fuzzy purple monster who was named Mohammed, who was more of a soft kind, and obsessively innocent child than an EX-TERRORIST. In fact he recently decided to become a rabbi, who had an insatiable hunger for chocolate. He had a huge crush on Mr Chocolate, a man made entirely out of chocolate. This man was terrified of Mohammed because he had a pineapple on his head. So, one fine day, he decided to run away to Wallan. (*crowd cheers “yay! Wallan!*)
‘Where’s that!!!” questioned the pineapple (who strangely had a mind of his own)
’Hahaha,’ replied Mr Chocolate, ‘That’s the perfect place to hide! If only I had my trusty Maddy to help me. Maddy knows how to do everything! She even knows how many Dr Who series there were.’ So they went off in search of Maddy.
Meanwhile, Jackie said,
“What about my line dancing???”
“What about your line dancing?” Laura replied.
After saying, “Grrr… cos I can smile, happy, happy without an end. And then I decide I would randomly shout EMILY IS AWESOME, because I’m so cool as I am Mitch.” , Mitchell decided to take another pill and continue the “journey”. Then Cornish walked along, or to be more accurate stumbled as he was blindly drunk (this can happen as it is only a story…) . at which point Amy spontaneously combusted into Brazilian pieces and a refrigerator.
As Mr Chocolate observed all this from Wallan, he was overcome with a powerful desire to eat a small dinosaur covered in BBQ sauce, He had to settle for a double-whopper with cheese, and 4 episodes of ancient hit sitcom ‘Becker’. From this point on, both Mr Chocolate and Wallan referred to themselves in the third person.

Johnny Depp is 100 years old and grossly disgusting. In the sack. He tries to rip off the girls ear with his big toe, which is choice bro.

Anyway, Claudio Sanchez rocks up with the rest of the crew and starts drinking stupid chick drinks.

AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHh CHOO, gahhh not totally hypo on sugar yet gahhh they are singing something horribly AHHHHHHH out of tune evil sounds ooooooh Lydia and someone went outside WOOT more people are going out and Taylin and James and James and Emily has a funny brown thing round her waist and IGGY HAS A BERET IT NEEDS EATING cos it sounds like berry.
The importance of berrys in this context cannot be overstressed. Berries provide a vital part of the fabric of any successful party as they can be fermented. For this process, the berries are crushed up and mixed with tiny bacteria which use the sugars in a series of chemical reactions that produce alcohol. Alcohol makes any party transpose itself into a series of pretty colours and loud noises, most of which can be easily seen in the text thus far.
However, it has been observed that Beret’s cannot be easily fermented as they are made of cotton which we have found most difficult to crush. However, it does combine quite well with certain bacteria known as mould when used with water. This mould is quite good friends with the aforementioned Mr Chocolate, who, at this stage in the story, was quite inebriated after meeting up with his friend Mr Alcomahol. Shaken, not stirred. At this juncture, copyright lawyers came forth and removed Mr Chocolate’s left eye ‘King Lear’ style, for such a blatant breach of copyright regulations. And Emily wins.
“You’re not supposed to read it!” Mitch yelled, outraged……
And Emily loses, epically,
Mr Chocolate was sizeably more worried about having only one eye. He was considering a certain line from “300”, but upon sighting the copyright enforcers out of the corner of his, now only, eye, he thought better of it, and proceeded to consume a warm bowl of golden manbabies for which he earned five stars, good sir.
These five stars were rapidly exchanged for the fortune-bringing longcat whose length was the longest of all the felines. I enjoy ice cream and a nice pair of slacks, People seem to like me because I am polite and I am rarely late. Years later a doctor will tell me that I have an IQ of 46 and are what some people call mentally retarded.

I am poison running through your veins.

IM IN A GLASS CASE OF EMOTION! What do you love? I love scotch, poetry – oh and my dog Baxtor here. And then a mystical dwarf quadriplegic savant called Zed Xianova wandered into the room, accusing the people of various crimes including the malevolent crime of ‘alternate abuse’ although no one had much of an idea of what exactly that was.

And EMILY WINS AGAIN IN CAPITALS BECAUSE SHE POSTED 50, READ IT, 50 COMMENTS ON TIM SANDY’S MYSPACE AND IT SAYS TIMSANDY TIMSANDY ETC. FOR 50 COMMENTS FULL. Em, you just have no life.

Duh I work at KFC, where is the accent, I want the ACCENT!!!!! Damn Mitch is not drunk enough!!!! I cry *cries* is this story going anywhere? Arrrrrrrrrrrr I HATE this song must depart and kill it, adue.

Yeah Em, MITCH isn’t drunk enough. Where’s your drunkenness???

M M M M M M M M M M M M M M M M M M M M M M M M M M M MM M M M M M M M M M M M MM M M M M M M M M M M M M M M M M M M M M M M M = crap
This story has no meaning. Why are we doing it again???? Em you have no life!!

But this story really does have meaning! C’est wonderful!!! No it doesn’t fuck you.

I sink into the earth
Embraced by the cold arms
Of Lillith’s Garden
Please [God], erase my folly, and end this.

Oh I wish I was a punk rock girl with flowers in my hair… and so on…
But being of the male variety, if I did put flowers in my hair, I would be socially outcast from society, and possibly bashed when leaving gay bars in the city… not that I go to those… well, I do, but they’re not gay bars… its just that they are heavily populated by men… whom merely prefer the company of other men… but hey, who wouldn’t…. J

I have an IQ OF ONE ON HUNDRED AND EIGHTY FIVE BILLION.

And I have diabetes, if that’s not cool I don’t know what is.
Polycystic ovary syndrome is the coolest of the cool.
MILK WAS A BAD CHOICE.
They say that most women have three, four cysts in their ovaries… I have 22 take that bitch!

The worst injury I have ever received was when a baseball hit me in the temple but it bounced back so hard that it hit the pitcher right in the nads.
BRIE-SAN ^_^
But suddenly, after that episode, Claudio Sanchez appeared and spoke to me, he said,
“Good eye sniper. I shoot, you run.” Then I suddenly realised that I could do him right in the butt. Bam, ten points to Gryffindor. Unfortunately, he declined. So then I had to rape him. He didn’t have man feet. Brie does though.
So then we set off, in our horse and cart, with hopeful feelings of highly sexualised rape. In the butt. With pineapples. In the butt. Before they locked us up with tentacle handcuffs.
‘I want a shot!!!!!!!!!!! Gimme,’ said the ever so horny Emily, as she groped Foxy’s hot girlfriend. I want Kate’s mini peacock size Tim.
Suddenly, niggers. Squirt, yep I moan with cock.

Who the fuck writes this shit!! Hi Brie!! Happy Birthday!!!
James Rowe, obviously its coz he’s so james (word meaning gay but not queer and stupid or annoying etc.)
“I enjoy sweet sweet SWEET port soaked sex with a llama, namely nina. I mean, who wouldn’t enjoy that? And I also believe it’s time for a drunken myspace bulletin.”
Kate wants horsecock in the butt x 118 wiooooooooooooooad llama friend in need’s a friend indeed. A FRIEND WITH WEED IS BETTER.
We don’t need no education, we don’t need no self control? No dark sarcasm in the classroom, teacher leave them kids alone. HEY TEACHER, LEAVE THEM DICKS ALONE.
Whoooore.

Well I don’t even know what the story is anymore…something about Mohammad who liked chocolate and hid in Wallan? I like chocolate…
So anyway one day Mohammad was in Wallan and he saw a pretty young female one-eyed purple flying purple people eater. And it was love at first sight and they got married and lived happily ever after and had lots of baby one-eye monsters who were purple with pink spots. All except one called Joe, who was actually blue. His brothers and sisters always bullied Joe until he decided to run away. He had not gone more than 5 metres out of the front door when he was hit by a car. He died.

(Insert random ramblings here as above.)

…But thank god Claudio, Travis, Mike and Josh were there and Emily wants sexing, not sex, but as in a pash. Who’s not Nina, as cool as she is, and all I love Nina but…..

Johnny Depp is hot and 100 years old.

Nic is suss. No, really. He’s even sussing with the aforementioned peoples, but seriously, if I had a dollar for every brain you don’t have. I’d have one dollar.
And then, all of a sudden, Claudio Sanchez appears again and starts to play “Welcome home.” Kate wants horsecock in the butt x 118. SCOTT IS REALLY HOT ACCORDING TO MITCH, WHICH REMINDS ME, I MUST CHECK ON THE ACCENT….
Dddwoooooooooooooooo people in the front row. I’m sorry to the guy I took over from, we should like totally SEX :O SEXXXXXXXXX
LOLZ LAWL LAURA FOSHIZZLR. Flash, three way? For sure!!!
Kate wants horsecock in the butt x 118 land in me lubber butt.

And, and, and… Rachel loves ya mum.
And Jackie.. (me)
And Scottlepie (me too). Lauraaaaaaaaaaaa, minus the pie = laurapie

Ar, and

ARRRRR we’rr all pirates!!!
Arrh

THIS IS SPAAAAAAARTA!!!

WHO WROTE THIS CRAP?!

TODAY WE DIE AS SPARTANS AND TODAY WE DIE WITH HONOUR. TODAY WE SHALL BRING VICTORY!

LOVE IS LIKE WAR, EASY TO START, DIFFICULT TO END IMPOSSIBLE TO 4GET.

STUPID RODDA IS AT 7! GRRR AND NINA IS AT LIKE 14..? IS THAT EVEN POSSIBLE IM REALLY SLEEPY RODDA IS HITTING ON ME, BUT IT’S OKAY, IM USED TO IT.

RAHHHHHHH
Frwanna sex yea u im talking? to u, the guy standing near me, 3some?

Ok ewwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwww!
YOU LOVE IT. Like rabbi. SUGAR SuGAR SUGAR’s in a cage, sugar sugar. doodododoododoo
JACK, JACK, JACKIE!
LA LA LA LA LAURA!

A generation gap means our war is never won

GAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH Can I stop SHUTTING UP NOW James?????

MUHAHAHA TOOOOOOOOOO LATE!!!!!!!!!!

BRIE THESE GUYS ARE ALL FAGS COZ THEY TALK IN ENGLISH... BUT I'M AWESOME. HAPPY BIRTHDAY!!!! LOOOOVEEEEE MEEEEEEEEEEEGGGG!!!!!!!! [Translated from Wingdings]

Kate wants horsecock in the butt x 118 Kate wants horsecock in the butt x 118 Kate wants horsecock in the butt x 118 Kate wants horsecock in the butt x 118 Kate wants horsecock in the butt x 118 Kate wants horsecock in the butt x 118 Kate wants horsecock in the butt x 118 Kate wants horsecock in the butt x 118 Kate wants horsecock in the butt x 118 Kate wants horsecock in the butt x 118 Kate wants horsecock in the butt x 118 Kate wants horsecock in the butt x 118 Kate wants horsecock in the butt x 118 [still wingdings]

Caterpie, Caterpie, YEAH!
MISTYYY MISTYYYY!
I’M HUNGRY!

”Hey Ash, why did you give away your only Pokemon?”
”Uh… They were no good for sex any more”

Cake
Cake
Cake
Cake
Cake
Cake
Cake
Cake
Cake
Laura, kiss JD!!! - All night long, baby

“Oh gasp,” says a rather astounded Brie, this story seems to have degenerated somewhat (though she is glad to hear that two friends picked up), how about a change of topic? I hear that llamas are somewhat pleasant at this time of year.
Kate wants llama cock in the butt x 118 then. Kate wants anything if it moves in the butt x 118. Including trees. They sway in the wind, don’t they?
“But in the butt?“

By the way, if u hadn’t noticed, Maddy has boobs. And foxy is slim and a little bit foxy.. Whooo! Doctor Who reference!

God, now they’re singing.

David tennant is hotttttttttttt with lots of tee. He can sonic my screwdriver any day.

“Ewww… you have a screwdriver… that’s not right… at all. I thought you were female, but apparently I was wrong. Actually on second thoughts, maybe I should sonic his SCREWDRIVER”
‘Yeah, I agree with you on that one. Mmhmm I’d tap that.’

‘Hey Caitlan, you want to be his kid?’
‘ No, I want to be his lover’ – quote from maths

I’ll be his madame de pompadore! Woohoo!!!! I rather be Cassandra, she gets inside him… But he doesn’t like her. And he’s fighting it the entire time. Well, rape, but yeah… David Tennant, he can cassa my nova.
Because he’s rarely clothed? Oh yes. SEX
And he invented the French lottery… Yummy
Mmmhmmm, I love being a stalker
I want David Tennant in the pants, even if he is old. Meh, age is nothing if I can say to Caitlin ‘I’ve had David Tennant’, and watch her cry then explode
Lol, yeah that’d be so good
Lol, we are such sluts
But oh so cool, the grog is wearing off. Need more or will fall asleep.
I know. And everyone is hooking up now, so it’s no fun. BOO!!!!!
But SOPHIE AND TIM SANDY!!!!! ARRH IT’S SO WRONG, THERE LIKE BRO AND SIS or so they keep saying, when they’re sober anyway.
EWWWW, INCEST!!!!!!!!!!!
Yeah it’d be like u and me, hot, but oh so wrong.
And that is NEVER going to happen.
We can both make sure of that.
Oh yes that is the only thing my self-control can handle
Well that’s ok. Imagine how awkward that’d be… I shudder to think of it… AWKWARD!
Like school after reeces? Well for me anyway
But like a million times worse
Haha, worst twins, EVER! I love that movie, no I mean film. There’s no such thing as a movie.

OMG TIMSANDY AND SOPHIE JUST SNUCK OFF INTO THE BEDROOM!!! SEX!!!! AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I’m very, very scared!
This is fucked, let’s go walk in on them. That would be a lot more funny-ness if I weren’t so dizzy-ness from alcomahol.
Hahahahahahahahahahahahhaahahahhaahhahahha

I FARTED
lol **************zot**************

Old Godzilla was hoppin’ around, Tokyo city like a big playground.

Dear Brie. This is the moral police. We regret to inform you that this party is morally bankrupt.
Love Jesus.

Bon Anniversaire, BRIE!
Osama banana lol!!!

I have a rash on my BELLY!!!!!!!!!!! A nasty rash.

Why does Beyonce Knowles sing “to the left, to the left” ?
Because black people have no rights!!!!!!
LOL LOL!

Cake now.

Cake
Cake
Cake
Cake.

Great speech (4 words)
I love Brie!!! She is my best bud!!!! Yaaaa…… Love Kimbo!!! LOL!!!! It’s a violent pornography, choking chicks and sodomy.

Cornish is bored, someone should entertain him. You and me baby ain’t nothin’ but mammals, so let’s do it, like they do on the discovery channel. Lol.

John & Meg – the only ones who don’t violently make out in public J Except maybe for Gareth. He’s a prime choice. Ten points for Big G!
And el niño. Everybody loves el niño. El niño has a nice belly. It farts muchly. Miatchy’s belly is better. Times lots.
“But how can a belly fart?” asks a very puzzled brie as she begins to sober up. “I’m oh so confused.” Her head explodes in a firework display of much prettiness and glowsticks. Brie likes glowsticks.

HAHA BITTERSWEET

TO FIND CONVALESCENCE SEARCH NOT AT THE GRAMMAR.

Wha???? I concur x muchly and a lot + infinity.

Oh baby, oh baby. I want you, I want you

What’s the difference between an Abbo and a park bench?
A PARK BENCH CAN SUPPORT A FAMILY!!!!!!!
AAAAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA

“Hey B2, are you thinking what I’m thinking?”
“Yes B1, I think I am.”
“We should burn down the house”
“BRILLIANT!”

HEY BRIE, THANKS FOR THE PARTY IT WAS REALLY GOOD HAPPY 18TH
LOTS OF LOVE, JOHN AND MEGRON!

WOW, 16 pages of crap and still going strong. Pity it was MEANT TO BE A FREAKING DUTCH STORY.

I found them but their not having sex, so we cant shout at them. Sigh. Not sure if that’s a good thing, or a bad thing. I pretty much DON’T want to walk in on people sexing. Just no. tis all rather ick actually, and best avoided. Avoided at all costs in fact. I concur, just no.

Nawww, Dan is going. I love Dan. *tis muchly sad from this revelation* Yes. yes it is. Lol, Dixon has emerged from the room with Laura. He completely listened to the fridge when it told them to make out. Well, okay, it told Laura to kiss him, but these details are unimportant.
Also, I killed a daemonic piñata in most honourable single combat. THIS – IS – SPARTAAAAAAA!!!!!
This is, in fact, not Sparta, but rather a rather non-important corner of Victoria. Not as romantic I know, but there you are…

Ytype in ctaszy woesds deunksnedd dedleldeld.

Ahhh, all alone! Where has everyone gone?
So Mr chocolate, drunk off Jim Beam, stumbled into the bar. Only to meet with Mohammed, who stared him in the eye and licked his lips; He loved chocolate.

BLOB SURFING – annoying past time developed with careful consideration to the annoyance factor. Usually done as sleep begins lol FUN IS WITH THE TORTURE MUAHAHAHAHHA ……
SURF BOARD NOT REQUIRED, JUST BLOBS
FUNNER THEN A HOUSE OF PANCAKES
DUCKS ARE ANATHEMA

Mr. Chocolate at this time began to contemplate the meaning of his existence. If everything was based on perception, then Mr. Chocolate reasoned that he could perceive whatever he wanted. A whale fell out of the sky and Mr. Chocolate ceased to exist…
Arnold Judas Rimmer, BSC SSC had also ceased to exist as well. (BSC – Bronze Swimming Certificate. SSC – Silver Swimming Certificate.) Before he became a non-entity he wrote ‘I am a Fish’ four hundred times on his exam paper.

*pelvic thrust*

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Wow what a night, and our fabulous story suddenly became and estranged collection of random comments, Thank You all for adding to this STORY.

Aaaaah... it needed soooo many breaks. *fingers implode*