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"You're crazy!"
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★ Written in the car, when there was nothing else to do ★

Monday, September 5, 2011 ( 9:43 PM )

I just consumed an entire packet of tomato sauce. Not like squirting a whole 300mL bottle of Watties into my mouth (I'm not that crazy...well, not just yet), but one of those little sachets you get from McDonalds or KFC. Usually they taste quite nice (with fries, never before have I just eaten the sauce straight out of the packet), but as I was eating the sauce out of a little rip in the packet, it tasted quite spicy, and more tangy than most tomato sauce I've tasted. This could have been because it was by itself, and the saltiness of Mcdonalds shoestring fries was not present to mask the taste, BUT when the tomato sauce was nearing it's end, I yanked it out of my mouth so that the side of the packet wth the logo was facing downwards, and on the other side of the packet, there was a MADE IN CHINA emblem...ahem but since when did China make tomato sauce? (I don't even want to think about what could have been in the sauce I ate before.) They make the most clothes, knick knacks, people etc. but I think they should steer away from tomato sauce.

OKay, so why was even eating tomato sauce out of the packet? Well...it was 1.50pm in a searing hot car some where in the middle of Mt Wellington (a suburb in Auckland). I'd gotten out of school (yay!) and lunch was a sushi and some of that new frozen L&P, boredom was killing me and I felt like being dumb.
Can you even 'feel' like being dumb? Is that even possible? Sometimes I feel like being crazy, but I think feeling like being dumb is a little different.
What else do I ave to say now?

...well at the time this is being typed, it is 2.20pm. School today was boring, as usual. I felt sick in science because of the smell of baby powder. Ew. It was sprinkled everywhere because they were using it to demonstrate 'how to see a laser beam without shining it directly into your eye and burning your cornea'. It was getting hard to breathe, and I had to go out to the corridor for some fresh air. Baby powder smells foul. Well, to me it does, isn't that strange? I must be taking on some of my mother's strange senses, she can't stand any perfume, or deodarant, or strong artificial smells of any kind. Weird.

Second period, I had interior, another total waste of time. Sometimes I wonder why I go to school at all if I don't learn anything. I had to get my leave pass at morning tea so I could get out of there, and I got told off by the bright red afro owner lady at the attendence desk for not taking my note to her before school. Well, I brought it to her in the end so I don't really see how it made a difference.
Third and final period for the day (finally!) and I had music, which was fun because I mostly just workedoon my composition, and compositions are some of my most favourite past times. I'm getting muh better at using the computers, and putting down what I made up in my head into some notation, it's kinda like how I'm getting used to just typing all my random crap into this blog even if it doesn't quite make sense.

I still don't tell people things though. Well, not directly.
Well I'll have to remember mext time. Like I have to remember to check where my tomato sauce is made. I shall not eat food made in China, justbecause I feel like it. I always check marshmallows, marshmallows are usually made in China...especially those filled ones that come in the little packet, I used to like eating those until my Mother forbade me (is that even a word?) from munching on them.
Good times...well I don't even know what I'm rambling about here, so I better stop. I'm sorry for being so random.

(But you got an insight of my boring school life, for the first time! It's totally uninteresting, and you know it.)