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10 September 2020 @ 04:46 pm

I really should have done this a year ago, when I started friending my entries. =P

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Current Mood: calmcalm
02 April 2011 @ 10:51 pm
Despite the two alarmingly large assignments that are looming on the not-so-distance horizon and the fact that it's been nearly a week now, I can't seem to get anything done on account of being so horribly and desperately sad. My attempts at study are continuously disrupted by unexpected bouts of crying – probably because I keep allowing myself to read the constant flow of emails from the Diana Wynne Jones mailing list, which are full of wonderful, hilarious, heart-warming memories about the woman whose magical words and dizzying, fabulous stories meant so much to us.

It seems stupid to tell people that I'm grieving for an author who I've never met, but it's impossible to explain to somebody who hasn't spent their whole lives desperately waiting for the next Chrestomanci or Howl book just how much joy and inspiration an old lady with unruly grey hair and a wicked sense of humour has brought to my life.

Not to mention the fact that she died on my 21st birthday.

I'd like to write something more substantial about why Diana Wynne Jones is my favourite author, but I don't think I'm quite up to it yet. So, for now, I'm going to curl up in bed and re-read for the hundredth time the book that started it all eleven years ago: Charmed Life.
Current Mood: sadsad
15 August 2009 @ 10:31 pm
My dear one, what happened to you? That face. That beautiful face. I'll never forget your face. No matter how far apart time holds us, I'll never stop loving you. Your voice will stay with me for the rest of the life.

Twelve years. Only once in twelve years. But you were my first love, and I won't let you go.

Who are you? I don't know you. My love, you're only a memory in my head. She disappeared a long time ago; the person who I love is gone. Just a memory, just a voice.

Just a face; the most beautiful face in the world.

My dear, dear, dear one. Why have you gone away?

My beautiful one. My little girl. I can't let you go.
Current Mood: sadanguish
25 March 2007 @ 08:16 pm

I got a CAMERA!

All shall fear me! The world will never be safe from me and my camera and my snap-happiness. MWAHAHA.


This is what I got:

2. A camera case...lol
3. A set of watercolour pencils, I CAN finish my art afterall =P
4. Brackets by Sigur Ros *hugs it*
5. Sparkly pens
6. Flute earrings! COOLEST THING EVER!
7. Chocolate, chocolate, chocolate

Late in the morning mum, Erin and I drove over to The Three Monkies Cafe in West End and I had a caramel slice and a milkshake. Then we had to rush back home so that I could get ready for QYO. The concert wasn't our best, but it had good bits and bad bits. Robyn lost his music half way through and Katrina had to stall...which she did by telling the audience that he had lost his music and then laughing at him. =P And there was a bit in Ripper March where Adam Shann was supposed to do this MASSIVE bass drum thud and Katrina gave him an EQUALLY MASSIVE cue and he missed it. The look on her face was priceless. n_n

The OMB concert hall was completely packed, it was fuller than I've ever seen it before. We played Celebration for Sally fantastically and they had a slide show of pictures of her. (I cried :fear:)

Unfortunately Jess Whitehead murdered the flute solo in Masada and she and Nadia completely destroyed Blithe Bells...(they stopped playing half way through and it was just me @_@) 

And now I"m about to have cake...it's a cheesecake. ^_^

Do you know what? I haven't had a birthday at school since year nine. Because last year it was on a Saturday and the year before it was on Good Friday. And now I'll never have a birthday at school again. 

Photos will come when I upload them...I took phtos of just about everything. Heh.



Current Mood: happyhappy
16 March 2007 @ 04:59 pm
My hair! It's gone! =O =O

Josh, me and a couple of other people (including one teacher) had their heads shaved after assembly today. It's quite a bit shorter than last year, and the person who shaved me was actually my hair-dresser. @_@ It was fun. (but scary) There was a HUGE crowd in front of the stage cheering and clapping (and waving frantically, in the case of Jennifer) and generally being a crowd. Last year there were hardly any people there because I had it done at Brookside.

But YAY! My dream of having my head shaved on assembly is fulfilled! n_n And the Sight Person stayed to watch, which was really cool. But the Thought Person wasn't there because he was at Art Camp, being eaten alive by rainforest leeches. (I did see him briefly this morning, though)

And I managed to raise $501, and Ms Cameron is going to double it, but err...she said that she didn't want me to tell anyone.


She should have asked me before I told the entire world...now I have no idea what I'm going to do. @_@ Practically the whole school knows that she was planning on doubling what I raised.

Oh well. @_@

Bald! n_n


PS photos will come when dad puts them on the computer.
Current Mood: excitedexcited
25 December 2006 @ 05:29 pm
Dear Mr Edwards,

I don't know where you are, or if I'll ever find you again, but I hope and pray that you are safe, well and most of all - happy. I don't know if I'll ever get the chance to tell you this so I'll say it here.

You were the best English teacher we ever had. You made such a difference. Everything you said, everything you did, every time you tried to help us - you left an imprint on our lives that will not fade quickly. You cared so much about us, even though we were stupid, selfish fourteen year old girls. (well, I was anyway) Thank you so much for trying to help and for making sure that I was alright - even afterwards. 

You taught me so much, about myself, about identity, about english, poetry and literature. You always tried to help us to think for ourselves and make our own conclusions, not just to be brainwashed by society. You even taught us not to let teachers control and change our opinions, a lesson that came in handy when your replacement, Ms Stevens, was replaced by the ever-opinionated Mrs Walker. 

I always loved English, but you left me with a love of literature that will never fade. 

Thankyou, thankyou so much for everything. You are amazing. 

I hope that wherever you are, you are having a fantastic Christmas with your family and friends. I still miss you, and I'm still looking for you. I just hope that I'll be able to find you again someday. =(

O Captain! My Captain! *stands on desk*

Love from your ex-student,

~Claire (the werewolf)
Current Mood: sadsad
04 November 2006 @ 09:52 am
You Are "Dizzy and Giddy"

Current Mood: tiredtired
23 October 2006 @ 04:01 pm
I'm trying to write a Celtic Dance...and it all sounds crap!
Current Mood: sadcrying
23 October 2006 @ 12:29 pm
Current Mood: boredbored
19 October 2006 @ 03:49 pm
Heh, I have a really awesome bruise on my knee. It's purple. =D

School was fun today, though I almost didn't get there. Usually I get up at 7:30, but this morning went something like this:

*at 8:30*

Me - *asleep*

Dad - Claire: *poke* Wake up!

Me - AAARRGhghglglgghh.

Dad - What time do you want to go to school?

Me - Um...around 8:30?

Dad - *looks at the clock* Err....

He was supposed to ask me when I wanted to go to school at an APPROPRIATE time! Not after it's too late to get there in time for form! >< Ok, I do have a double spare this morning, but when have I stayed home on a thursday? I can't even REMEMBER. I was counting on that spare to get all my work done. >< I did manage to get there for most of it, but I had to wait in a huge queue of late people to sign in because I missed form. And I would have been quicker if dad had helped me with my jobs. So far he's made everything in my life harder for me since I got back. ><

But school was fun. We spent the whole day just talking about camp. The teachers were really annoyed. =P Oh, and I got my music composition from term 2 back. I got an A! Andre got an A+. =D

We have a school dance tonight. I think our grade is going to get there and fall asleep. I have too much pain in my arms to dance. (and my shoulder blades are currently trying to stab through my back. ><)


Current Mood: aggravatedaggravated