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Today started out great! I really mean it. I woke up and was for some reason really energetic.I even walked to school, which in retrospect is a tad weird because I never walk to school on a Friday but I did. Today was a casual clothes day so that was interesting because it took me about 20 minutes to find something warm enough to wear, and even then it was cold.
Biology was my first class and after a plant pop quiz we started to discuss the digestive system. First off ingestion, where we wrote about 2 sentences of theory and then counted the teeth of different animals and worked out what their diets were in term of carnivore, omnivore or herbivore... Somewhere in between there the class brought up cow tipping :/ Anyway we get to do dissections next week which I'm really looking forward to.
Recess came and went, with me claiming to be Switzerland because two friends are in the middle of something complicated and yeah, it's kind of a long story.
Italian time came. Ah Italian, what fun. Which it actually was even though we were doing the future tense and yeah... Anyway that finished and so came lunch where dnm time occurred with me and a couple of friends talking about their problems with the guys in their life. And to be honest some men are just urghhh, I'm sure it's the same with some women but the guy today was just urgh. Anyway I get to lit feeling mellow and tired, and low and behold I find that my teacher isn't there and the friend that has become distant lately seems to be down. And of course I care that they appear upset (frustrated that I care) so I ask if they are okay and what not. and yes they appear okay but then they disappear for all of the lesson while I do my work and try not to worry that they are off crying because something happened. ARGH WHY DO I CARE!!! :@ They have barely spoken to me in about a month and a half and yet I still want to know if they are okay. Class finishes and I walk home. YAY I actually managed to walk home :) After sending a text to that person and getting no reply. And now I sit here typing this thinking why in the hell did I bother even texting them and just urghh.
Great morning turned sour afternoon...
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- Find music for both of my dance solo's
- Finish both solos
- Perform 2nd solo
- Prepare for written exam
- Finish both Let the Right one in and Master and Commander
- Get a job
- Get Learners
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We had to write a dialogue scene for my Film subject and this is the one that I did. I really enjoyed writing it and it made me realise that I wouldn't mind doing this for a job but you know that's far off into the distance. Anyway enough of my babbling, here's my script.

It's about a girl in high school that has lost her father to cancer and she's become an introvert and hasn't really gotten over his death. And so she ends up at the park where her dad used to take her to and she has an imaginary conversation with her younger self.

EXT.Park Swing Set-Day.
Emma sits down on the swing. She starts swinging, looking up at the sky. Young Emma slowly fades in to appear beside Emma. Young Emma starts swinging as well.
Young Emma
I like the sky. I like how blue it is. I can almost touch it... see!
Young Emma tries to touch the sky by swinging higher and higher with her hand outstretched. Young Emma gives up and keeps swinging.
One day I'll touch the sky.
Mmm, it's too far away to touch
No it's not!
Young Emma tries to touch the sky again.
I'm almost there.
How's papa?
Wouldn't you know?
Emma stops swinging and looks over at her younger self. Emma sighs.
How is he?
He's good as he always is. Papa stays at home now.
Is he happy?
Of course he is!
Does he play with you a lot?
Yeaahh! He does. Sometimes though he will just sit and watch me, smiling.
Young Emma smiles and swings happily. Emma just swings and swings not looking at Young Emma. Young Emma's smile falters.
Papa is sick, isn't he?
Yeah. Yeah he is.
Emma and Young Emma continue to swing and swing. Slowly Young Emma disappears. Emma is left swinging alone on the swing.

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