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Friday, October 08, 2004

Oh dear are door has been shot at, with a gun. No, seriously!
Not last night but the night before we were all lying in bed and heard a noise which dad thought was Matt shooting his clock (or something) so we thought nothing of it, then yesterday morning mum found this hole in our door and an airgun rifle pellet on the floor. She had to ring the police and get a number for the insurance people ('hello, someone's shot a hole through my door!') and now we need a new door!!!
Anyway, I had a funny story yesterday but I can't remember what it was!
I still haven't got a job and even though I've just had my birthday I'm running low on money so a job is essential. I do have a goldfish though, called Fin (notice the subtle pun!) and so, obviously, that makes it all better! Talking of puns, I went through a whole history lesson today listening to v. bad jokes, which was oddly humourous!
Oh, I just remembered a funny story. My mother has decided to run the Bristol half marathon next year but the other day when she decided to go for spontaneous jog, she couldn't even get off her chair!
Going back to school, I spent many hours today (yes, I do mean hours, I'm not exaggerating) playing card games. I did have 2 and a half hours to fill. I guess I could have done homework or something constructive but no. Although, I guess pontoon is quite constructive as it helps with maths and I guess card games in general are constructive if they're not like snap because if I ever go into a casino when I'm old enough (next year-scary!) I can bet on a card game and through all this practice I should now have a better chance of winning. A bit far fetched, I know, but I'm just trying to make myself an excuse for playing card games for (I repeat) 2 and a half hours! Maybe I should have done my history essay!!!
Moving on. Cat was back this afternoon when I got back from school, I fed Fin. I really feel as though I'm living life to the full here.
My mother's decided we should all go on holiday in half term to anywhere with a beach and where it's sunny!
Anyway. I can't be bothered to write much more as I have lots to do and this is what people call procrastinating.

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