I don't know why I am always feeling like someone's mother. I'm not particularly tall, maybe a little stocky. Does somewhere between 55 and 60kg qualify as stocky? I think so. Yesterday the year 9 omgzpunxsluts girls got some bongo drums from the music room and they were playing them in the block. And Jarina started chanting "Kill the pig! Cut her throat! Spill her blood!" and it was all very funny. We giggled for seconds at least! Ice skating was boring and the ride back doubly so. The time seemed to slow down, rewind and begin again every couple of minutes. When writing entries I always find myself stopping and thinking, is that bad? Probably. I should -probably- stop answering my own questions. I wonder what people REALLY want, and none of that 'a latte, or maybe some of that nice looking banana cake - lightly toasted' crap. I'm serious.