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It's been a productive weekend, really. I've actually cleaned my room.

Anyway, taking my inspiration from the lovely mettanna we have...

( Random Stargate Quizzles )

Dead Like Me still rocks my little socks so much. I spent a happy two hours last night watching it and just going all squeey over the wonder that is Rube. He's so fricking cool. As is Roxy, who seems to have disappeared, which worries me.

Anyway. I have really cold hands. It's bloody freezing, have you noticed? Dumbass weather. I like cold weather, I do, but at the same time I resent the fact that we're sitting her freezing and yet have no snow, or ice, or anything interested. Unfair I tell you!

Instead of sitting her and wasting time, I should be revising for politics test of doom, really. But you know what? Can't be arsed. Will do it in reaaaalllly reaaaalllly long free period tomorrow. Quite looking forward to tomorrow, bar the politics test. History, lots of free time, pub lunch, and the Monday afternoon English, which always seems to be more fun than the ones we have any other time. I think it's because she lets us be creative rathr than just re-analysing texts. Oh well.

I wish I had something else to put here...

~Hathy_Col~

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Crap.

I know perfectly well what today was, and it's the first time in about 7 years I haven't been to the Armistice Parade, and I feel damned guilty now. I had the minutes silence, before going downstairs and ripping into my sister for not respecting it herself. To which she laughed, and said: "So?"

I wanted to kick her head in. I don't disagree with war. I wish it didn't have to happen, but sometimes it does- would Hitler have been desposed any other way? And I think back to the hundreds of thousands of people who die in wars, and I want to cry, because I couldn't do it. I couldn't go out into the field of battle, I couldn't risk my own life, not in that way...

So that was why I always honoured Remembrance Sunday, and thats why I feel bloody guilty about not going to the service.

I'll go next year. And I'll carry a flag again, and I'll feel as though, finally, I'm doing my part to remember everyone who died, and everyone who's risking their lives as I type this.

Am I the only teenager who feels like this? Surely I can't be. But... god, the way my sister was about it was just so... awful... why am I one of a minority who seems to care about things like this?

Stupid sister. Stupid society.

~Hathy_Col~