Hi :) Don't really have anything to say... My cereal tastes like cardboard... YAAAYYY CARDBOARD!!! I'm only on this because I have work to do, therefore I'm finding anything to do that ISN'T work. Should reaally bugger off and get it done... Oh, will power where art thou!?!? Peace out! Emuhlee x

I was going to post something witty and humourous... but I'm sleepy and can't be bothered. What a truly pointless entry. Emuhlee x

I'm such a shithead! Today is THURSDAY not SATURDAY! Eeeeesh! I should get ready for work, no? Also, mental note/digital diary note xD -- I need to start boxing again... Portugal in the summer and I need to tone up... Fear me! Meow :)

Still me. Still a loser... Still way too sarcastic... Still clumsy as feckk... Just... five months older!

Uhm.. I AM still alive. Happy New Year.

Show a little skin and make a million Bare a little soul and make a million more.

Fucking hell. What a bunch of douche-bags.

"Consider yourself one of my best friends. Consider yourself one of my enemies." x

(: I'm gonna go to sleep now

"To know you is to worship you." What the bloody hell am I meant to say to that!? Thanks?

You are so going to hell.

Smile.

If you pretend to be good, the world takes you very seriously. If you pretend to be bad, it doesn't. Such is the astounding stupidity of optimism.

I called her on the phone and she touched herself. She touched herself. She touched herself. I called her on the phone and she touched herself. I laughed myself to sleep.

"Well, I love you because you're the epitomy of random, you're the only person I know that would start singing 'I'm a little tea-pot' if held at gun-point." ...thank... you...?

Gravity thou art a heartless bitch.

Long time no writty here. I haven't slept in four days. I need a longer attention span and more sources of caffeine. Ah, Caffeine, Shall I compare thee to a summer's day? *UbberGasp* Look at that, I'm typing crap. Night Em-x

P.Sherman, 42 Wallaby Way, Sydney.

Guess there's nothing left but to learn to skateboard. That's what I get for not shutting up when I should. Quel dommage and triple merde.

Guess what totally exiting and dangerous thing I got up to today after school. Laundry not normal laundry, no no, AMISH style laundry due to my mom's ongoing war with modern technology. It was such an exilirating experience, I thought I was going to be like the old lady who got her pension for the first time in 1949 and dropped dead from excitement. I think that's all the adrenaline I can take in one day. Evel Knievel's got nothing on me.