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Commercial studies

you know when you are meant to be doing work and the teacher looks over your shoulder and says: "hannah, what are you doing" you reply in a sweet and innocent voice "nothing" i was just researching the effects of rapists on the web" (yes she will believe that for sure...so gullable pfft) o yes that is very intellengent of you. Then you spend the time rolling around on your wheeling chairs trying to bump as many people as possible, i call it "Bumper chairs" it's just as affective, but you end up falling over flashing the whole world with your spandex pants (shudder). Then you procede to laugh hillariously at the Middle School Performing Arts (and yes Beth i found it again....and constantly i watched our dance over and over again..it's growing on me). Then you get to breaking point....sheer boredom....you dream of your lunch...you dream of the end bell....you dream of anything! Yes then you resort to playing soiltare and kid pix 4.....the technology is endless! yes endless! you then run around like a healess goose (similar actions by yr 7) and scream the beast is coming. The you stare at the computer screen until the bell finally rings!

I choose this over work

Fighting over a Kripsy Kreme

i don't know bout you out there but my family always seem to fight, this time was no excuse, it was even more pathetic than it usually gets..over a kripsy kreme. Over the weekend we purchased 2boxs from the LEPS fete and ok..do the math 12 each box x 2 = 24 kripsy kremes to scoff. Do the math...
there are 5 of us
24 divided by 5
that's 5 each (but one only gets four) i decided to be the unfortunate one and only have 4...seeing as it goes to your ass anyway and 1/2 one makes me sick. So.....
the kripsy kreme eatings are as follows:

Saturday =

Dad x 2
Mum x 0
Hannah x 2
emily x 0
abbey x 0

Sunday =

Dad x 2
Mum x 4
Hannah x 0
emily x 3
abbey x 3

Monday =

Dad x 1
Mum x 2
Hannah x 1
Abbey x 0
Emily x 0

Tuesday

Dad x 0
Mum x 0
Hannah x 0
Emily x 1
Abbey x 2

If you add it up the scores are as follows

Dad - 5
Mum - 6
Hannah - 3
Emily - 5
Abbey - 5

Now if i am correct in saying this, i only ended up with 3 instead of 4 and mum had 6 instead of 5!
"HOw could you" i scream
"I didn't mean to...i just got confused" mum cries
"Over what? It's not that hard 1...2...3...4...5 kripsy kremes" i yell
"O...o well....emily and abbey could have shared with you but...o well" mum says
"grrrrrr...... i want my KRIPSY KREME"
"O i will give you one next time we go out"
"I WANT IT NOW.....or you can give me a $1.50"
"I don't have to give you anything....it's your own fault...next time we will divide them out into sections so no-one gets confused"
"grrrrr...fatty....your all FAT FAT I TELL YOU"

how pathetic was that? a fight over a kripsy kreme! pfft i am so over it now....but more meaningless fights are to come, like the one i am about to start:

"the toothfairy didn't give me money last night (*cough* mum *cough* *cough* where's the money *cough **cough*)

Sewage ALERT!

Omg i came home and a PLUMBER was sitting outside our house....he was draining our pipes kinda scary actually and i went inside. Mum had told me this morning our sewage had been blocked and all our shit, piss and carrot infested diarrhoea was floating down our street...how dandy. We are now not allowed to go the toilet for a while or our doings will float mainstream down the road and scare the little children. So yes i am sitting here BUSTING to go to the bathroom with my mum going
"Just go in the backyard"
"what? what about the plumber (whisper) he is going to look".
"Don't be silly just go"
"No way!"

LIVE UPDATE:

the problem has now been solved and our toilets are fixed but their is one mystery to this fiddle : what caused the blockage? GASP it was an awful site - a tampon so we must find the culprit
twas not me ofcourse for i am only a child so who must it be?
who is the culprit i must find out.
It twas not my father....for obvious reasons
It twas not my mother....for obvious reasons
twas not my two sisters .....younger and still growing children
so who was it?

If you were in my house in the last 3 months or so and you happened to shove a tampon down the toilet....who would do that? Please spare us the pain! Call me on http://hannisena.blogspot.com
and tell me tell me

for i am now going to the toilet

Over and out

Duke of the Flies!

Before i begin telling you the hell i endured in the last 3 days i have a few words of advice:

Never ever volunteer yourself to re experience the pain of walking 6hrs up mountains with a rucksack on, experiencing the SIMBA and drop toilets. I mean after Year 9 camp who could be stupid enough to endure it again, me. me me me! Why? I tell you i don't even know what was going through my mind when i said o look DUke of Ed no biggy! And then off we went.........typical. During Duke of Ed you will experience things you only dreamed about in hell....and trust me it's worse than giving birth to multiple children. Year 7 and 8 i warn you NOW never ever do it! It's not worth the pain! Ok so here goes nothing.......

Beth and I sat in the bus with the usual highs that take place before camp...chapel songs, sultana brand and Mrs Smarts personal favorite: Unchained. That shows how high we were. Half way through the bus ride we suddenly realised what we were doing to ourselves..going back to the place we promised we wouldn't. With sarcasim we said: "Wouldn't it be funny if SImba was like there and she was like our leader" like how funny would that be" as Ms Hammy would say Situational irony...
We got off the bus reminising about previous experiences at somerset..we peered out the window for any signs of the BEAST...none yet, a sigh of relief. We then began to walk with our extremely heavy bags down towards the Mess hall...someone said to me as we were walking: "OMG is that Simba and i was said "if that was her she certainly looks fatter and plumpier. we came closer and jacki, kiera and mel were standing at the top of the hill pointing at her..hannah it's Simba. I had just been stabbed with a thousand knives, not her again. You can't be serious.. i mean o no. Beth and I were wimpering in our shoes but laughing so hard at the same time, good way to make a scene. We sat down, waiting for groups to be allocated a leader, o no no no no, not again. Rikki went down the list:
group 1 and 2: Simba
Yes yes yes it hadn't happened again, so good! but i still had to spend 1 night with her! That still sucked but Jess was stuck with her..o she would enjoy that.
So we got repacking for the nights ahead when a rush of people from 1 and 2 came out saying: "what's she like hannah, what's she like" "awful i replied" We continued to pack our rucksacks and to my dismay Susie (aka Nala) made me repack my bag 4 times! Stupid uneven tent with retarded straps. Anyway we then went and put up our tents where we saw Simba with her lonerised tent reading Romeo and Juliet aka Simba and Pumba. She scarely remebered my name and Sarah's and told us to move our tent to a more suitable area, in less hazardous conditions pfft like we would listen to her. Anyway we made our way up to the mess hall to have dinner which consisted off:
1) Gravy and vegetables (served by Simba)
2) Vege Burgers (for the spastic vegeterians)
3)Chicken Burgers
3) Sausages soaked in fat
4) Potatoes in jackets
5) Fruit Salad with custard

My choices were slim i chose a sausage and chicken burger. After a few bites a resorted to making a boat consiting of a potato with a sausage in it and tomato sauce as the ocean and foil as the flag, Simba wasn't happy when she was the one cleaning it up. Anyway after Dinner we had a deep discussion of Jess and Jack and there problems (yet another thing that didn't happen *wink *wink) and then we had a debrief by Simba, surprise suprise and she told us we had to come back later to do our training for the hike ahead. So we came back and suprise surprise our group had fights on the training

"OMG you are going to fast for everybody"
"Beth and Hannah stop doing it all by yourself"
"Dictate the answers beth"
"Do this as a group guys this is teamwork"
"You are so mean"
"You are such a bitch to Simba, Hannah"
"O shut it guys"

and so on this went on until we finally got it finished.

Sunday Morning:

We woke up reasonably early to pack up and get set off on our hike. It started off ok. We went up a mountain...literally. After about two minutes Kiera hurt her ankle....not a good start.
So then we went off again...

(to be continued.....)

Slack Blogger

I am such a slack blogger! I really haven't been able to since i have such a busy social life. I am sitting in ICT in free dress and we just disected an eyeball.....it was so gross. We were doing puppet shows with them...Pembe called us immature and we had to "Stop it" and pack up..you naughty children!!

I gotta go RENATA has entered the room

"turn off the screens"

Stressful Days

I am so so so stressed at the moment, 5 things:

1. The realisation i ain't gonna get my braces off till after the formal and at the moment am the last girl to get them on!!!! I literally knelt before my ortho doctor and praised him to let me get them..he's like "your mouth is to small and you haven't lost all your teeth yet" grrrrr
2. i hate the fact that my 5th grade piano exam is in 2 weeks and i am so totally gonna bomb out!
3. Jazz concert this weekend ahhhhhh
4. Finals for netball...my coach has freako hair and a retainer...not that she's complaining
5. I have to go and work...target for 4hrs next thursday my second week!!! i have a trainee badge..i look so impressive. But none of the customers think i work there cause im short and have a young face! Its quite amusing and when i say can i help you there there like i thought you were a customer to...poo hoo

O well stressful times leave to happy times, duke of ed., parties, dates, exams...ahh the best thing so far!
O well g2g
cya sooon!