The Secret Life Of Immy

Yesterday I was in tears. I was upset because It felt like I couldn’t do anything with my hair. I new I needed a haircut. Badly. But I didn’t want to ever see another hair dresser again. Why? Because last time I went to the hair dresser, I asked for a fringe fringe, instead of a side fringe. The overly sour looking lady replyed to me with " Um, I don’t think so, and i’m sure you know why." And then precided to cut me a side fringe. That had me thinking. It made me feel sad and insulted, but mostly angry. Who did she think she was, telling me that I wouldn’t look good with a fringe. A least, thats what I think she was inferring. I was paying her, wasn’t I? Therefor, it should have been my choice how my hair was cut. Shouldn’t it? And as a matter-of-fact, I did not see why I shouldn’t go a fringe. Anyway, with that I never wanted to go there again.

But, I needed a haircut. So we went to the place who did my hair for the year 6 farwell. From what I remembered, they were the lovelyest hair dressers I had ever met.

 My memory served me right. They were lovely. They made us feel comfortable. And when I told her that I couldn’t straighten my hair because it would make it frizzy and that all my friends at school can straighten their hair and I felt left out, She went and got her straightener. As she was straightening my hair, I think she got a shock when my hair went frizzy. But then she put in this hydrating cream in and it didn’t look fuzzy anymore. She asked if I wanted It dead straight and we agreed on cinky. So she taught me how to sraighten/cink my hair without it going fuzzy. She told me never to listen to people who tell me I can’t do anything with my hair. I think thats what real hair dressers should be like!!!!

And the end result………… I have very cute hair that looks like Alice Cullens!

Omg!! The school holidays are already here! I cant beleive that I have been going to the big High School for a term now. Wow. I have survived, Yess!!! Well, one down and three more to go, lets hope I survive to see year eight. Im am pretty sure that I will though; the first term is the hardest right? Im not behind on homework or anything, That has to count for something.

 Anyway, im having the day off today. Why? Because it cross country. Enough said. Last year at the cross country we had to do three kilometers. I didn’t even make half of it. Why? Because I crawled it. My teacher was giving us the pep talk the morning before, and he had said that we had to go in at least our age race. He didn’t care if we walked, skipped or even crawled it, just so long as we tryed. Well, I tought him not to suggest anything like that didn’t I? Now he picks his words more carfully.

Im hanging out for twilight to come out on DVD. I have created myself and "edwall". A word my bestie made up: A wall covered in pictures of Edward Cullen. Mine is nowhere near as big as hers, but I am getting there. Ugh, this is driving me cazy; I can’t wait until the 22 of April!! I’ll just have to read the books again while I wait. Meh.

Maddy has moved back into my room. Its nice to have someone to talk to at night again.

I survived school camp too. It was actually heaps of fun, you know, if you blank out the food; I will never take chicken and salad for granted again…… The best part was, every morning I woke the teachers up at 6:00am for medicine. Honestly, they are a funny sight when they are only half awake.

Holidays at Tangalooma was good. When we fed the Dolphins, Nitro and Picasso from "The Shack" were there. They got Lily and I on tape. I loved the Banana boat, it was so much fun. I also loved it when we found that huge sand dune and the massage. I got my eyelashes tinted too.

Well, i’ll let you go now.

Love Immy. 

On Wednesday, I am going on the school camp.

Im sure its going to be lots and lots of fun. The only thing im worried about is The food and……. Mud world….(Queue death music.)

Mud world is pretty much a mudddy swamp, kinda thing with obstacles. They are going to make us swim in it!!!!  

Meh. I suppose i’ll get used to it.

And then there is the food……

Apparently, The food is either not cooked all the way through, or burnt to a crisp.  

Mind you, all my friends are pretty fussy when it comes to food. I always eat whats put infront of me. One of the many things you pick up when you have a large family.

Ant then there is the cabins. The cabins have caused our group a huge cafuffle. The biggest since we came to high school infact. There are elven of us and only eight to a tent. Yesterday we finally figured out how to deal with it.

So there are most of the camp problems solved. I just have to get ver the whole swimming in mud thing. Or maybe thats something you just never get used to……

Anywat, better go pack.

It is close to end of year and presentation day is coming up soon. There are a few awards that get handed out on that 45min assembly. Most, if not all awards are handed out with a book. You get sent up to the library to choose a book during class. So it’s pretty easy to not realise that the award winners have already been chosen, and your not one of them! Lily came home on Tuseday with a note saying she will be reciving a award. It came to my attention that Tuesday must have been stage two’s day to choose a book at the librery if they would be receving a award. So maybe I might still get an award. But the next day Maddy was sent up to the library to choose a book, so was Aj, so was my bestie Mollie, so was my other bestie Raquel, she was sent up to choose two books, and another girl from my friend huddle and another and another………. but not me!

I was sad, and angry. I was sad because I had failed yet another year to achieve an award from my teacher. I was angry because , I thought I had worked really hard this year and i never get in trouble.

And yes,

I cried!

And one of my ‘friends’ did not make it any better. She said "well, did you improve in literacy and did you improve in maths or maybe spelling because thats what they’re for. I felt like slapping her, and i’m starting to think that that’s what she needs. Or at least something that would pop her big puffed up head! And besides, not all the awards are for improvement, there was teachers choice and there was class citizen.

At the moment I realy dislike my teacher.

 Only two weeks to go!