Cars Can’t live with can’t live without them

Well we own I lovely little bomb that gets kicks out of breaking down every 5 minutes. It felt that it was in need of another kick on Thursday. It is never good when your trusted mechanic turn friend (it was inevitable with the amount that our darling feels the need to breakdown) tells you that it will be $1100 without even really looking.
So we have been faced with the question: fix it or stuff it?
I am leaning more toward the stuff it option. I am embracing the thought of giving my legs and the public transport system a good workout for a while. Though this does stir the thought "at this rate I will never get my P's" especially after seeing your friend conquer the system.
Yesterday Dad came out with this one: Well Sarah when you go back to Amsterdam at least you will be used to walking everywhere, we are training you" he's good value that dad. It is rare for him to see the positive side of the situation, but then this situation is quite common.
So if you find deep in the heart of you to donate one of your many cars to the Adams family we would greatly appreciate the donation certainly if said car is automatic, but beggars can't be chooses. We can cope with a bomb as well we are quite practised. Or You could go down to Ian Cherry Automotive and find the blue Daewoo and "accidentally" ram into it with your car then maybe we could claim insurance, mother tells me that the flaw with this idea is that it isn't insured for that much (who can blame them I wouldn't insure that bomb for that much either) so the replacement wouldn't be that brilliant, but anything is better then what we have now.

First day back

I am quite enjoying this walking to school. Yes I have only done it once. I danced all the way to the rhythms of Relient K and Scat "Get yourself together boy!" was what I wanted to sing to the drunk in the gutter, but despite popular belief there are no drunks hanging out in Metford's gutters.
"Never underestimate my Jesus" was my cry as I walked past the bus stop full of Maitland High attendees. I'm sure I was their entertainment for the day, glad to be of service.
I'm starting to ponder is Metford really that bad? After hearing stories about Ashtonfield's streets it has got me truly pondering.
I was told today that they are considering banning hillsong attendees from voting on idol. Are the people of this world ok in the head? They won't have anyone voting if they do that. Honestly I am conderenced. I was holding my breath with every tinny popper out there tonight facing the thought of Matt Corby in the bottom two!!
After spending an afternoon with the grandparents running us around, I have fallen into a deep true love; there is no lust here people! With the bus.
Last night there was a young man who happened to be wearing a T-shirt displaying "something for Kate" I was intrigued for obvious reasons it being my name and all so I returned home to check these Kate people out, but not with out telling him so. They turned out to rather brilliant so I am officially a fan.
39 days of school left, this maybe an indicator of how much I enjoyed school today.
Love KT (Walking girl, for who knows how long.)

Save the Children

I was just told by the lovely "save the children" gents that even though I am too young he are sure that I would help them. 'Em I that transparent? The dog was barking so I told them that she is all noise. He replied with "I can see she is too clean to bite". I didn't know hygiene came into it but he is the door knocking type so he would know. Our parting words where" I hope there are more useful people out there". That was me. He said "There are plenty". Glad to hear it, I hope he was speaking the truth...
I was nearly taken out by my geography teacher and her trolley yesterday. Probably pay back for the banana skin incident.
I will leave you with this little gem "Son are you stoned?"
Love KT - The most likely to help NGOs.

Death Corner

I'm endeavouring to write one blog everyday, full of crap, my English teacher, shall be proud. Now that I have said this I probably won't. I write them in a book that says in the front make each day your masterpiece so that's what I am going to do.
I went to "coffee" with Cassandra wee today man I feel so old and mature today expect the fact we hade ice-cream not coffee.

Today I observered that when ever the token alright looking teacher. I can't say "hot" because people would kill me, me included. Is on duty he is always surrounded by at least four year 6 girls.

As I was walking to school today I was listening to my "purchased" playlist. The problem with this is I am going through an acoustic stage, which sadly isn't very good walking music, not enough beat.

I was a bit more tired this morning when I arrived at school. I was puzzled why, then I looked at the time and realised I had done my normal 15 minute walk in just 14!

I was almost taken out at what I have nicknamed death corner, No it's not willow dr which I noticed today is not sign posted. I call it death corner because I have all most lost my own life and that of my mothers by speeding cars that appear out of no where!

Last night father was doing his favourite past time, watching the new where they reported petrol prices where on the rise. We both had a little party not because we are evil petrol station owners but because we aren't jailed by that little gremlin.

Each day the lollypop man looks at me longingly as if to say "please give me something t do" but instead I just smile. I have been tempted to tell him to go down to death corner, but he looks to nice to die on the job.

I was sick of wishing I could play the guitar so once again I am teaching myself. One day I'll do the same with surfing.

Love KT- lucky to be here.

Like bands much?

Well todays blog will be a little less full of crap due the fact that I didn't attend school today. So I didn't get a chance to have my daily make up crap session otherwise known as walking to school.
I was in Big W with Chris and Sarah tonight and I saw Sherman for a sencond time sso I started saying sherman and gradually getting louder till I screamed it loudly then tried to run out discretly. My plan failed it always was going to with a sister wiht a screech for a laugh and a gaint for a friend.
I have embraced the world of ordering online. A perk for being carless.
Love KT - Failed Ninja

No promise of soft drink in the bubbler

Father returned home this afternoon. A little early, quite unexpectently with a letter and a goofy grin in toe. He places the letter in my hand then tells me I forgot to sign a part of the distant ed paper work. With an appropriate groan I ask "which part?" He tells me so I start to search for said part, all the while absently mindingly opening the letter. My mind was in such another place that I read the letter declaring that I had been elected as vice captain. My reaction you may ask was just a simple "oh that's nice". It wasn't until father departed to go back to the salt mines as he affectionanly calls them and I re-read the letter that I truly realized all that had conspired. Its funny how we dream for years these magnificent events and all that would happen and our reaction too them. But in true God humor, the person I believe plans all these moments, it all happens completely differently then how we dream. Take me being captain for example. I always wanted to be one and always wonder how stressful and scary it would be to actually become one. I imagined having to make a scary speech to thousands, weeks of waiting wondering did I get it? Then finally the moment we have all been waiting for occurs it is announced after much anticipation that I am captain. But instead I wasn't there the day we did speeches so no I didn't get to promise that I would put soft drink in all our bubblers. No I was at home thinking that my chance was over because I was too late handing the form in all the while people were voting for me. I didn't wait weeks only a day or two. And it wasn't announced to thousands just an unexpected absent minded teenager to sick to know her own name.
So now it all begins..
I will be in the local paper next week, attending a presentation night after graduation, and next year attending all the sport carnivals. (do you think I would have got in if they knew I have never been to a athletics carnival?)

KT- your new vice captian.