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From a walk with Brody and his Dad

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introducing taxesstockNational taxtermsmarketsinflowsUnitedredistributefinancedevelop?

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(or morning)at ten past one in the morning:they can'tsometimes, when you love someone, after a while, you begin to think that they think like youat twenty past one (in the morning):but you don'tsometimes you think you understandat twenty to two:and you mightsometimes you think you'll be with them for a long timeat one minute and twenty-one seconds past two:things fallits just how it goesand i

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(or morning)at ten past one in the morning:they can'tsometimes, when you love someone, after a while, you begin to think that they think like youat twenty past one (in the morning):but you don'tsometimes you think you understandat twenty to two:and you mightsometimes you think you'll be with them for a long timeat one minute and twenty-one seconds past two:things fallits just how it goesand i

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told asking break something hate disgusting told broke love more weigh deciding wanted more lose fail happy time mess happened 'mess'. lost ... more learn never see give up alone living want exist much before give growing person better felt everything.remember hard love finally shown six important life loved accept less ago learnt no-one falling five apart happened problems [somewhere] about

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It has been quite cold of late, though I find myself saying I'm really quite warm. Home is warm. I feel at home with Brendan.Gloves and scarves are … novel.My big black coat is warm. A tee [long sleeved, close-fitting and white], another [blue, with shiny motif on front, v-neck cut], a borrowed jumper [should get that back], a jacket [with zipper], and my big black coat on top.I got an early

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Performance Art tomorrow. with an Installation component.7 projects for 7 weeksmy life fell apart somewhere in the middle - or seemed to, seeming to. seams

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What am I doing?[rhetorical, in confusion. w/angst]

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Valentines Day - my rose from Greg

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5 minutes on the phone with a pleasant but withdrawn sounding recorded voice and I've lodged my preferences for the 2006 NSW University entrance applications process.“Six Zero Nine - Three Four Five: University of Technology Sydney, Bachelor of Arts in Communication (Social Inquiry) and International Studies” To confirm press 1. Another four courses added - I'll change them a few times before the

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My first external HSC exam came and went this morning - Ten minutes with a japanese teacher, employed as an examiner by the Board of Studies, in a classroom at Newtown Performing Arts School. As was the case with my trial exams, which are themselves almost over, I went into today's speaking skills examination knowing I wasn't as prepared as I should have been, and that my results weren't going to

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                        15 tracks15 years old        15 daysfifteen

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I slowly opened my eyes, remembering I had contacts in, and half-consciously said to myself "I feel like a train's hit me!" - an unfortunately morbid statement considering the events of February this year. Whole right side of my body numb - the side I was lying on, dry mouth, heavy eyelids - that "collapsed on bed due to exhaustion and just slept in jeans" feeling.Eventually worked up the

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Waking up this morning, having tuned into ABC Radio National’s AM News Program, I experienced the day’s first hit of cynicism. “George Bush and John Howard had the first informal meeting in anupcoming week of talks yesterday, attending St. Patrick’s Church, locatednext to the White House. The two, accompanied by their wives sat in the same pew in which the President has traditionally sat for the

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... another chapter begins“Ceasefire in pieces” cries the UK’s Scotsman, “Family says bomber 'brainwashed'” reports BBC News. I sit here all content whilst elsewhere people are being torn apart by bombs, or grief. A guy living in Leads, the same age as me, blew himself and 30 other people up last week. Ripples sped across the globe: a screaming white trail of horror, a blood-thirsty red stream of

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In about 5 minutes, I am leaving for my pick up stop for the mini bus going out to Goodooga. Over the next week, I'm travelling out to the Lightning Ridge area, on a social justice Aboriginal Immersion program. Completely unprepared, having never met any of the 20 or so people who I was travelling 750km with to a town who's name I'd never heard, to experience one Aboriginal community for four

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the flashing cursor burns a line on the back of my retina, urging my fingers to move across the keyboard, my mind to spurt out endless amounts of meaningless words, sentences so stuffed with padding, that when it is all removed, no message remainsAshleigh once said of her desire to blog(I need)... a little pensive therapy...some literary relief...I used to blog often, less and less as time wore

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I've realised just now, sitting in dad's office just how far behind Iam with all my school work.It's not a good thing, not good at all.Bludging Year 11 was not worth it.

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[Well, Year 11, and first term of year 12 at least.] Well it's Christmas eve, and the weather is just how I like it. The stifling heat, and humidity of an imminent storm. The blackened sky and lightning flashes. It's been a long and eventful time between blogs, even longer since I've posted anything of substance, longer still since any of it made sense. Over the past four school terms, 3 as a

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New Glasses: Thicker (eyesight worse), Different Shape, Can now see. 

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Waking up this morning I found myself turning up the volume on the radio next to my bed [ which had been receiving ABC's Radion National since early this morning (around 1:00 AM)] to find the excellent Background Briefing program about to start. Today's Background Briefing looks at the 'Need For Speed', our need for immediacy and instant gratification.This Week: Sunday 29 August 2004 Need For

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Giant Sandwhich [from the shop near Nautilis bar, Darling Harbour] - 14.08.2004 

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So I've done every shift since Thursday (others sick / unable to be contacted), had half as much time to do schoolwork as I'd thought I would, and have ended up here, pulling another night / morning before job on the "Preliminary Chemistry Assesment Task 3". I've setup a new computer, driven maybe 45 minutes, and procrastinated for around 8 hours, but I blame 'the job' nonetheless. ....

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One Morning. 

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Mt. Banks - 0935 13.07.2004 

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