HMMMMM. LET ME THINK. I shall look back on 2005, and see what changes I have made.

In 2005, I started a new year in Year 9, my second year in Australia(and prior to this subject, WHICH MADE MY LIFE A LIVING HELL.)

Okay, so school wasn't that all bad, cos I have Paigge, Chanel, Julia, The Twins, Emma, Brooke and so many other people to pull me through living hell IN YEAR 9. (Dammit, I have to see their faces again.)

You know, its sad reading what other people comment about you? Since they put your name so obviously like this: T_ _ _ _ + P _ _ _ _ _. If I did that in public, oh heck! I won't even do that type of shit. But anyways, IF I DID IT, I'd be such a laughing stock to other people. Like, who gives?

In 2005, I left my old "clique" and joined a much fun one, with so much joy and love. People actually don't give a SHIT. They make fun of you, sure. But they don't go to the extremes. They know when to play, AND WHEN TO STOP. (Oh, and by the way, I left the group not because I'm running away from the problem, but actually in fact, I was LEAVING THE SITUATION, and letting them brood over it, while I was moving on with my life. And also cos I don't like people eating Spaghetti with their fingers and getting sauce all over their mouth. C'mon! What happened to June Dally Watkins? Oh, and one certain person kept spitting out, "cos she had braces". I don't see my other friends do that.)

Overall, I enjoyed my life in Year 9, thanks so my super great clique. I love you guys so much.

I hope I'm going to enjoy Year 10. Might be busy, but I know I can do it with my great friends.

Oh, and to YOU. I need my GEOGRAPHY TEXTBOOK BACK. GO BUY YOURSELF A NEW ONE.