My Mum

Is cooler then yours. Hands down!
Jealous?

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Little Siblings

I'm a firm believer of the fact that younger siblings will be angels and perfectly nice to you when they want something, but once you've given it to them, they're back to doing every little thing that's going to annoy the hell out of you. Aren't they sweet? not...

I'm getting closer all the time to finishing high school forever! Except some of my assignments aren't getting any closer to being finished at all. I hate that they give you the lame, long, silly assignments all at the same time at the end of the year! AND I hate people who go on and on about how easy school is when you've just told them how hard you're finding it. Come on guys, learn to be discreet why don't you!

Anyway, I just wanted to complain as I do because all of my little siblings are being pains in my butt. They're also known as everyone shorter then me... err, plus one. And we have no milk and no tomato sauce and I really want a pie!

To My Adoring Fans!

(Image may offend some viewers... but you've already seen it now, so ha!)

Alright, so I'm pretty sure I don't have any fans because my blogs are pretty lame, but anyone who can ever by bothered reading anything I write probably wants an update by now!

In August I had a partial knee reconstruction. I tore my anterior cruciate ligament a few years ago umpiring basketball and I've finally done something about it. They took out my old ligament, took part of my patella tendon and screwed it in place of the old ligament. Soon enough it'll be as good as new and it wont hurt when I walk. I can't wait for that day!

So since the operation I've had a fair bit of physio and hydro therapy. Physio every week or so, hydro three times a week. You wouldn't believe how many people have said to me, "What's hydro therapy?" It's like they've never left the house or something! No, that's a bit mean, in case
you don't know what it is, it's pretty much just exercise in the water. We're all clear? Cool. For those of you who think walking around in a pool for a while is easy, I'm telling you now, it's not! It makes me so tired I just want to sleep forever! Yet sadly, that's not possible because I have major assignments and overdue assignments from just after my operation. Shall we say the world is out to get me, or is that a little melodramatic?

Anyway, so it's almost three weeks since my operation now and I can walk! Jealous much? When I was first trying to get off of my crutches walking felt impossible and I seriously couldn't believe how humans were supposed to do this everyday. I did eventually build up the muscles enough to put my weight on it, but that wasn't easy either. One of my biggest challenges at the moment is remembering exactly how to make my leg move. If I sit for too long I forget how to walk and have to think about it for a second. It sound silly, but it's pretty tricky stuff!

I went to both hydro and physio today so I'm pretty pooped! I made my first friend today too, his normal footy gang have graduated from hydro so he was lacking some friends. One thing I've learnt today is that it's so nice to have someone else who knows how you feel! I now a lot of people do, but being in the pool doing hydro and having someone else gasp at the sudden pain because they've moved wrong, or moved too far... It's a nice feeling... In a kind of mean way (:

I've just realised that I have a few GP's, an orthopedic surgeon, a hydro therapist and a physio therapist. And that's only this week!

Tune in next time for more exciting tales of me!
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Physio Story!

I was at the physio today and while we were there, dad called mum on the phone to let her know he was on his way home. When She hung up, I asked if he was bringing food home. A common question, I always ask it at least =D
After I asked that question, my physio asked me if my dad was a chef. At first I couldn't work out why, she seemed to think that if I wanted him to bring food home, he must work somewhere that they have food. She doesn't know that I expect everyone to bring me food though.
I had to do some health survey for some Government thing... I think... the lady doing that asked me lots of questions about food, but she didn't bring me any. I think she should have brought me some (:

And now for something completely different!

Why don't we all cut our heads off and bury them in the sand!

Why, you may ask?
Because we're all stupid hypocrites!
I'm not being picking by just saying other people, I'm one too, we all are! No one ever sticks to what they say and everyones going to stab you in the back at the first chance they get.

It's my birthday tomorrow. I hate birthdays and getting older, they just bug me.
Tomorrow I have lessons in the morning, i have to go into school in the afternoon and i have lessons that night. All the time I have left in the middle is when I have to do homework.

Ugh!
I'm so bugged right now I bet none of this makes any sense, but you all love reading it anyway. Let's just say that I'm not a fan of Tuesday nights. -hint-

I have more then 20 sticky notes stuck on my wall. They're full of important things that I have to remember. For example, one says 'Page 37 ins book'. That's obviously my misspelling and my inability to write what books it's in.

Now I'm listening to music and the urge to break things is slowly going away. I need some new music to like though, mine doesn't last very long.

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Invisible Onions

Because yesterday was mothers day, and I suck at giving gifts, I was at a loss of what to give my mum. The fact that she kept saying she didn't want anything didn't help either. Last year I thought of the perfect gift. It was something my mum would use constantly and she wouldn't have to lie when she told me she liked it. Since mothers day last year, I've been looking for this perfect gift, but no one has had it (It really isn't anything all that special either).

This year instead of feeling defeated at not being able to find this particular gift, I decided to make something for her instead. I was thinking I'd make her breakfast in bed! But it bugged me because that's what it is commonly known for people to do and I don't like to follow trends. Then I had the perfect idea. Dinner in bed, I knew she'd love that (and she did).

I got my sister to help me make it because she loves cooking dinner!
We made mum a lamb roast with pretty little vegetables too. We made a thing with cabbage, onion and bacon. I don't know what it's called, but mum likes it, so that's all that matters :) Mum wrote down instructions for how Molly should make it, and it said to 'cook the onions until they are translucent'. Molly being her gorgeous self read it as saying 'cook the onions until they are transparent' or in other words 'invisible'.

So there we were, cooking the onions, with Molly waiting for them to turn invisible... Oddly enough, they never did... She got worried when they started turning brown and then eventually got a bit burnt. So I was laughing at her a lot, because it was funny.

After dinner I was still really hungry, so I made some pasta... I ended up making it completely wrong... so then Molly laughed at me. Alright, so I've forgotten the point of this blog, but I still think it was funny about the invisible onions :)

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First post

It's hard to know what to say on a first post. I never really know if anyone will actually read it, or if there will even be a second post. So many questions...

I only got this blog thing because I know a bunch of people have it and my mum's getting one. I mean, seriously! If my mum has something on the internet that I don't, how weird would that be? I wouldn't mind having a new place to blog. I use one on my myspace and used msn before that, but I just get sick of them so quickly. Stupid people post stupid replys.

Anyway, it's raining outside. Has been all day. It's about time we get some rain, i hope it at least does some good.

I'm sure I'll have at least one person read this, and if they do, i hope they enjoy it.
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