my holidays have finished, but yet i have still ended up at my home, in the quaint suburb of woy woy.
why?
because i have a cough that has taken over the the good holders of oxygen, my lungs.
the doctor finally gave me an antibiotic so i should get better soon.
in the meantime..
how does thou all fare?
better than me i suppose.
if the people who read my journals exsist, for those who have read my previous one, phil thoroughly enjoyed his holiday camping and horse riding and exploring rainforests. it was very special to show someone the remains of what was there in the phehistoric times. moss clad logs, strangler vines wrapping their wooden curls around an innocent tree's trunk, a spring with the purest water sliding down its rocks as another tadpole swims away in fright of my cupped hand as it dips into the water for a taste of pure nature. my friends, brothers, sisters and children: for one to expirence something like this will make a soul marvel at the world, (although, one must also bring salt to chase away any thirsty leeches that have come attached to thy ankle).
during the holidays, i have also done something that i never had thought i'd do...joined a karate class.
i did enjoy it, but from sitting around all week trying to rid the sickness that impares me, i hurt my legs pretty bad and had to use the cane my dearest friend racheal has given me for my 16th birthday.
today is also my dearest mother's birthday, so i wish her all the best.
thanks mum
i have become absorbed in a book called the shadow of the wind. it's a best seller so i wouldn't be surprised if you've read it. and may i say, it is indeed a most supurb book. it seems as though every sentence is written with as much thought as writting a letter to someone you haven't seen in many years, of whom you deeply love. it is truly a must read for anyone who wants to read a story writen by an author who wants to tell and story, rather than make money.
those are my favourite kind.
(it is also the reason for why i am writing in a more superiour fashion..)

well i dont really have much else to say in my slightly fancier language in comparison to my other journals
so i bid you adue
RITA..