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The red part is the least important part, so skip if you cant be fucked reading an epistle.

Today (well, yesterday, actually, I just noticed the time. Sunday, okay?) gave other brilliant days some serious competition. It effectively began at 12.30am when Braden stumbled his way down Roberts Road, from Tim's place to mine. He was in a far better state than last time and only threw up once. We promptly set up camp in the Rumpus Room and sleeped a dream-filled sleep. I had a dream I was swimming around Oriental Bay, except it was like a river with over-hanging trees and a river-like current. And, as you do in dreams, I automatically accepted this as the norm. And then I got round this bend and there were leopard skulls in the water. Floating. Yes. And then I looked up at the trees and there were live leopards sitting on the bank and on branches. And one leapt into the water, dived under, swam over and attacked me. It was freaking bizarre. I never ever have those "falling-off-cliff" or "running-on-the-spot", cliched, analyse-this-type dreams so this is the closest I've gotten. My dreams always have people I know in relatively normal situations. And then I wake up and remember the weird things and then connect them with events of the previous day. The sub-consious is amazing. But anyway, it was a vivid and awesome dream. I'm weird.

So, it was very cold even with the heater, 5blankets and our body heat but we survived. I woke at about 8am, went inside to the toilet and dad was up as normal. Pleasant and cheerful. Went back out, slept til about 10.30 when dad knocks pounds on the window and yells at me to get up etc. he was so worked up I was so confused. He came back about 20minutes later and got madder and madder yelling all this bullshit. I don't really write about him on here other than that I can't stand him 23/7, but he can go pretty psycho. I wont get into it because once I start I wont stop but. I just sat there and cried and Braden held me etc. I feel stupid coz he will have assumed I was upset at being yelled at, he doesn't know that those threats are genuine. I was scared and just felt safer in his arms than I have done with any lock on a door etc. I can't wait for the day when I do have someplace else I can go if things turn shit, and I can scream and hit back. He is so fucking weird. That sounds really weak but I have absolutely no idea how he can justify anything he does. So finally Carolyn etc. arrived and Braden and I emerged from the Rumpus Room. We said hi and left quickly for Tims.

Flah, walked there, drove back, Braden went home, I went and played with my niece Isobel for a while. Finally got mum to drive me to Bradens house after lunch.

We walked to the dairy and got icecream and V and sat on the grass by the train tracks in the sun. For most of the day it was cloud-less and beautiful, and this evening when the clouds did come they were gorgeous. Heh. So we lay in the sunday sun (heh) and it was great. Then we walked back to his house and lay in the glass box in the sun for... it felt like 3hours but I think it was about an hour and a half. I'm not sure if I slept or not, but it was so good. His mum was gardening and stuff, when we woke up she was talking to his brother Kelham in the kitchen. It was funny. I like his mum, I don't know if she likes me, I don't really ever talk to her but the things she says make me laugh. After several texts from Carolyn begging me and Braden to come home for tea we agreed to. So we went there around 7.00 for macaroni-cheese (with bacon... naturally considering my fathers occupation), and cheesecake and Dessertalicious. Ryan (my nephew) was hugely entertained by my Chapstick, then Braden (whom he called Alice) then a wind-up dinosaur. He's very cute and not as demanding as Isobel (I guess due to both age and gender) but he does not get sick of repeats. Braden must have wound the dinosaur 25times.

At about 8:30 we decided we'd had enough and retired to the Rumpus Room. Ohhh man. Yeah. Oh, yeah. Yeah. *Ahem, giggle*.

Today was great. Nothing especially special happened really. The weather was just beautiful, I got to see my sister, brother-in-law, niece and nephew, and I spent a lot of time with one of my most favourite people.

And we all know who that is, yah?

Mum and I went bra-shopping today coz Farmers had a sale. I'm now a fricking D-cup. But I got a pretty green bra. I got a blue one that's too small so I might go see if they have one in my size tomorrow. Coz it's pretty. Underwear shopping is the greatest. And summer-wardrobe shopping is on the near-future agenda so yayyy. Not to mention swimwear. Man I love the change of the seasons when mum has to spend on me.

I worked 3-7 and it was flat-out. Twas great, compared to my regular shifts which crawwwl, on those nights the only excitment I get is from my colleagues or shoplifters. Oh, and I got a payrise, coz I've been working there a year now. How depressing.

Bradens currently at Tims coz the beach was cancelled and apparently he's coming here for the rest of the night.

And tomorrow, bright and early, come my sister Carolyn and her family from Palmy. Which'll be nice coz I haven't seen my niece and nephew in ages.

Theres a BBQ Sunday night for Moore Wilsons employees. That's not me. But it is Braden. Which screws my secret plans a little. O well, next time I guess. He's gonna see if I can go to the BBQ. Flah.

Currently Watching The 39 Steps By Robert Donat, Madeleine Carroll see related

Yesterday I was awfully sick and was in bed for TWENTY HOURS, sleeping nearly all that time. Which I didn't even know was possible. But it's a bloody efficent fix. Today I am skipping my mock English exam... yes, and the brain hat. *Sad face*. It's raining, okay? Next time.

Uhhh... NEW PICTURRRRE. Sexy Barbie nightie. Which is now a short t-shirt. Coz I grew. I tried to light a fire this morning, for I was cold. With newspaper and blocks of wood and little slices of wood to start it. The paper burnt blazing-ly. And I was proud... then in a poof of smoke it died, so then I was cold.

Coz I like to take things to the extreme, I then amped my cold-ness with a frozen Juicie.

(Goddamnit, I discovered I have some little stretchmarks under my boobs. I'm such a whinger but. Bloody hell. Yuck.)

So after my mishap with the fireplace, I had a cry to Braden about it and he came over to my house and lit my fire. lmfao. But he actually did, literally. The trick to fire-lighting, he taught me, is to stack the kindling in a teepee-like formation and light paper beneath it. Well, sure. When you know how. Yeah, it worked a treat, sigh.

Then we watched The Lion King. And he sang.

And then we, uh, hung out on the couch.

Now I am having a quiet night at home coz mama is being a meanie.

I'm so head-over-heels.

FIRST
Best friend: Kylie
Kiss: 13/14ish
Piercing/tattoo: earlobes
Flight: to Blenheim
Time snowboarding: Youth Group ski trip year 9ish
Concert: don't know.
Alcoholic drink: beer
Job: Lotto. Sigh.

LAST
Last car ride: Home from school on wednesday.
Last kiss: 30minutes ago
Last time you cried: ...with laughter. Yeah. This afternoon.
Last movie watched: The Lion King.
Last food you ate: Pizza. It was awful.
Last temptation: To scream at my mother.
Last item bought: Deli Choice. Also revolting.
Last annoyance: Plans for sunday night deflated.
Last alcoholic drink: Cheap white wine.
Last concert: Probably NQR. Goddamn that was freaking months ago.
Last phone call: Trish asking me to do a shift this afternoon.

CURRENT
Current best friend: mummy if she takes me shopping tomorrow.
Current love: Braden Drew.
Current drink: Apple and nectarine juice
Current activity: Blogging whilst bored.
Current mood: Annoyance that I mightn't be able to spend much time with Braden this weekend.