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Dixie currently feels:
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Blog #74
Incredibly Bland Thursday
Media Studies is really getting to be a pain in the arse.
I don't mind doing the coursework - on the contrary, the coursework is quite fun at times.
Today we had to watch the opening sequence to Hot Fuzz and take notes on it.
Then we had to answer exam-style questions about it - ARGHHHH, PAIN IN THE ARSE.
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I had an appointment with Dianne at 11 - today mainly discovering my returning Ash-paranoia, which recently, is at all all-time-high. Gah.
I couldn't be arsed going into town for lunch, so I indulged once more in the processed fried goodness from the refectory. I chose a cheeseburger with chips and a can of 7up.
Shelly is mint at timing sometimes - no sooner as I'd sat myself down to eat, she came along and sat with me.
Ashleigh came in at her usual time of half 12. We got bored after a while, so we went in the LRC.
I decided here I would show Ash the thing I made last night on Photoshop. I'd shown it to Lewis after our Media Studies lesson, just before my appointment with Dianne.
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Last night, I made this:
Using some photographs I took at the end of yesterday's photography lesson - I rounded off the corners, blurred the edges, added a black border - then I used two different layers - left the heart the real colour and made everything else greyscale.
It has a double-meaning too.
It can be taken literally - as Ashleigh actually IS holding a heart - or it can be viewed as my love for her that she doesn't know what to do with, as she doesn't really want it.
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I do silly things sometimes.
I did a silly thing today.
I was waiting for Ash to come out of the ground floor lift from the LRC - I was stood at the top of the wonky stairs.
...I don't know if what I did was revenge for her making me feel so shit last Saturday, but - I spat on her from the top of the stairs.
I'd warned her though - at first I was only messing around, but I did end up doing it.
Fortunatley, I didn't hit her head - I splattered the back of her wheelchair.
I felt bad about it - I wiped her down afterwards, apologising profusely.
She cuddled me after B block too - telling me it was okay, I'd just been silly as usual.
I hope she meant it...
I don't know if Ash would lie to me or not. :(
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The remainder of my night was spent eating cakes, drinking Coca-Cola and playing through dungeons on Final Fantasy Crystal Chronicles.
I also managed to fix my Guitar Hero Community account - so I celebrated with a few songs on Expert.
My scores are sending - but they don't seem to be sending to the challenges I'm involved in. Hmmmmmmmmmmm...
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More To Draw
Today was the day that all first-year students were being packed off to Newcastle to go and wander around random stands and pick up cheap freebies and prospectuses for universities.
I didn't want to go - I already know what university I'm going to, I have a prospectus and I have a reasonable idea of what I'm wanting to do there.
So I didn't bother.
I met up with Shelly on the morning - and we spent a few hours in the LRC on the third floor.
Taking advanatge of my spare time, I organised all of my folders and started to throw away all the shite I don't need anymore.
I must've thrown away about 100 sheets of paper. The LRC should have a paper recycling box.
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I took along my black ringbinger today.
How it's been neglected - sitting lonely on my desk under a pile of notebooks and staplers.
I had a flick through it - re-ordering some of my drawings.
I order them in order of how much I like them - my favourite and best work towards the front and my shitty work at the back.
I've found a drawing in there I didn't even remember drawing. It's also not posted to my DeviantArt - which is odd - 99% of my decent drawings get posted there.
This one, Nova with a picket sign:
[DeviantArt link.]
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I started work on a comic strip today.
I've recently gotten an idea for a new story - which I'm unsure of if I'll write or not.
But I usually draw things relating to the idea before I actually write anything anyway.
I worked for 2 hours on it in the LRC, then finished off the colouring when I was sat downstairs with Ash and Shelly.
[DeviantArt Link.]
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I ate in town with Shelly before returning to college to meet up with Ash.
I bought one of those I'M-A-PRETTY-PRINCESS marshmallow eggs. They're only 10p.
Mam got me a massive bar of milk chocolate yesterday - I brought it with me today in my backpack to munch on.
I was feeding squares of it to Shelly while we were waiting for Ash.
I gave Ash half of the big bar to say I was sorry for yesterday. She cuddled me and told me it was alright.
Then I played a few games of Wario Ware: Touched on my DS.
I'd been telling Shelly tales of the game that consists of hundreds of mini-games that only last 5 seconds.
Then I passed my DS to Ash so she could play it for a while.
I finished off colouring in my comic strip.
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I got my essay back from Tuesday today in English.
I got a B grade - only a few marks off an A.
Meh.
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When I came home, I tidied my room and sorted out the immense stack of paperwork underneath my entertainment stand.
I ate chicken soup with four slices of bread and listened to Vicarious a few times on loop.
I'm feeling really depressed lately.
I cut myself a lot tonight - 32 up my left arm and 28 up my right.
Shelly tried to make me feel better - she's been singing my favourite song to me over the phone.
It helped a little.
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Stuff Accomplished
During my English Language lesson - I actually managed to write myself an essay response to a practice exam question. Of course, it still wasn't good enough for my standards - so when I handed it in, I didn't write my name on it.
During the massive break between B and E block - Shelly and I sat together downstairs and finished off our sketchbooks.
We handed them in and set off for town.
It was too cold to eat outside on the benches - so we took our stuff back to college and ate there.
We met up with Shelly's old friend from Catering - this dickhead named Chris.
Not that I have anything against gays - how can I, I'm one myself - but he's just TOO camp.
He's an absolute twat as well - apparently I'm boring because I don't smoke or drink.
I don't smoke because I'm asthmatic - one inhalation could tigger a massive asthma attack and kill me.
I don't drink because I simply don't enjoy the taste and I don't see the point.
Talking to people like that makes me feel so shit - so I was in a shite mood all the way through Photography.
Neither Ash, Shelly or I did anything worth of value during the lesson either.
Shelly bought me a huge bar of Crunch chocolate to apologise for last Tuesday.
A really sweet gesture. :)
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Shelly got the bus back home with me.
We haven't seen each other alone together for a really long time.
I'll never feel happy.
I'll never stop hating myself.
I'll never stop cutting myself.
But when I'm with Shelly, I do feel a little better.
We cuddled on my bed for a while - then I played Resident Evil 4 for a few hours - Shelly laid beside me.
Resident Evil 4 is a game I love to watch, or to play and be watched.
I don't like being watched play it by my brother though - as I grew up from the age of 5 watching him complete them all - I feel a little overshadowed.
My day was pretty decent today. Math was good, I studied for my English test I had today.
In English, we had that test about Fahrenheit 451... It was pretty straightforward, pretty easy - well, until the essay component. I was stumped on what to write for it... But at least I gave it a shot instead of leaving it blank.
Also, I was very surprised today. We got our midterm marks today. I have an 81!! I'm so proud! ^^ I thought I was gonna get like, a really low 70 or something. But an 81, I can live with. When the R&J unit arrives, I'm sure that mark will boost a bit. That, I'm happy about. :3
History, we went to the Library to do some research. I was doing it with Meghan, on Prohibition in the 1920's - the banning of alcohol. Robert came in and sat down. He was studying for a Math test he had next period. He and I talked for a few minutes, since it's been awhile (he's in Grade 11, and I'm in 10 - so we don't have any classes or lunch together or anything). He told me he was failing English, but he's passing everything else. He commented on how shocked he was to know that I was in Essentials Math (Essentials is a workplace level - they teach you what you need to know to live your life. So it's all about money, time, etc.), and in Academic English (Genius level, he calls it). "Well... That's just the way I roll." I said, with a laugh.
Computers was okay. Kinda boring though. Tomorrow is our Literacy Test. I feel nervous about it... But, hey, if I screw up, I can always re-take it in the next two years! ...Uh...
Play practice tonight. From 4:30 until 8-ish. This is our last and final practice. Thursday, Friday, and Saturday night are actual performances. I feel anxious, but at the same time, excited.
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