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Finally a weekend! No more sightings of Mr Joh and the principal sharing a tissue box. No more in-class essays on HOW I FEEL. Just Ed. D’oh! —————————————————————— Can you guess what suburb and street this is taken from (Ben, this is one of the ones you DIDN’T see me taking)?

Pi enjoyed demonstrating his ability to restrain Ed with a single finger. Mum and Dad’s wedding is set for thirty November. Still not EMO. ——————————————————— Today the twittertales blog begins a whole new category: the tower treasure hunt. The rules are simple: I put up a picture I’ve taken of Telstra Tower (one of Canberra’sContinue reading “Daylight Day 28: Tower Treasure Hunt #1”

Mr Joh said life is a meaningless series of unconnected events, so there’s no point studying. Finally this pandemic has an up side! ———————————————————– Rather than describing today’s pretty sky, here’s a picture. It says a lot about Canberra that this is taken from (just) within the city – a street parallel to one belongingContinue reading “Daylight Day 27: Some sky”

Found Ed pinned helplessly under Pi’s ten-year old foot. “This gets easier by the day!” said Pi. I said, “We already KNEW EMOs were weak.” Still not EMO, despite my boyfriend getting regularly beaten up by my nerdy little brother. Dad said red is a very emotional colour. Great. —————————————————————————— Here is a cute pictureContinue reading “Daylight Day 26: Cheer up emo kid”

Came home from school to find Pi wrestling Ed. They broke apart and looked at me guiltily. “Ed! No biting!” I said. “Who me?” he said.   Dobbed on Pi, but Mum wasn’t concerned. “Healthy exercise is just what EMOs need. What do you think about a red colour scheme?” “Mu-um!” —————————————————————————— Before I beginContinue reading “Daylight Day 25: Awkward!”

Ed’s Mum rang. I said, “Erm. . . Did you want Ed back?” She sighed and said, “I don’t deserve him. You keep him.” “Thanks. Thanks SO much.” —————————————————————— And here are the lyrics to the song Ed was playing yesterday. It’s sung by Leona Lewis. Closed off from love, I didn’t need the painContinue reading “Daylight Day 24: Bleeding Love”

I felt mean and gave Ed his ipod and speaker. He played “Bleeding Love” for twelve hours. Still not EMO, though after that I do want to cry. —————————————————————— Yesterday I discovered something truly horrifying: a life-size silhoutte of Edward Cullen that lovesick teens can stick to their bedroom wall for that “stalker boyfriend” feelingContinue reading “Daylight Day 24: Twilight Merchandise”

“Eureka!” Pi yelled from the EMO room. I ran in. Pi brandished his clipboard. “EMO makes your fringe grow!” “How is that useful exactly?” Still not EMO, even though my boyfriend has better hair than me. On the up side, Pi stood in sunlight for me – no sparkles. Unlike Dad. ———————————————————– If you liveContinue reading “Daylight Day 21: Sunset”

Is being obsessed with Ed’s hair a symptom of EMO? Pi was measured it AGAIN. I wish he’d go into the sunshine so I could see if he sparkles. —————————————- I have AB+ blood and my husband has B+ blood. That means I can take his blood, but he can’t take mine 🙂 What’s yourContinue reading “Daylight Day 20: Blood”

Caught Pi measuring Ed’s fringe. “When do you start experimenting on him?” I asked. He said, “Soon. I’m gathering data.” Still not EMO. * Pi said, “Should we ungag Ed? Mum and Dad are fine with him being here.” “No,” I said, “If we did that, he might start talking again.” ——————————————————- Questacon the NationalContinue reading “Daylight Day 19: Questacon”

Still not EMO, despite Dad cornering me in the laundry to lecture me on the meaninglessness of his existence. Hope we find a cure. ———————————————————— Okay you asked for it* This certainly proves my claims to emo-ness. The following poem is the first piece of writing I ever had published for money (on January 14, 1996,Continue reading “Daylight Day 18: Poetry”

Ed called and said, “My Mum wants to know how you got that lovely green in your hair.” “Well, I –” “Oh, what’s the point?!” he cried. * Pi and I snuck over, gagged Ed, and dragged him home. He sparkled all the way. We locked him in the spare room with a saucer ofContinue reading “Daylight Day 17: Bell vs Bella”

I said to Pi, “You know how you wanted to experiment on Ed? Go for it.” “Thank you thank you!” It was great to see his childish joy. ————————————————————————————— I’m too old to be emo, but all the elements are there. Including the poetry. For days now I’ve had a particular poem (of mine) inContinue reading “Daylight Day 16: Poetry”

2 Oct EMO used to stand for ‘emotional’ – the teen subgroup that’s only happy to be sad. Now it’s become a disease eerily similar to vampirism. * My name’s Bell. I considered being EMO once, but then I saw a pretty butterfly and got over myself. Got bored and decided to save the world.Continue reading “Daylight Day 15: Story so far”

I brought my school spirit and a cricket bat. The principal grabbed my arm but I whacked him and dived under his desk until the bell rang. Still not EMO, despite listening to principal discuss philosophy for the entire lunch hour. Thank you, cricket bat, thank you. ————————————————————- This is the point in the storyContinue reading “Daylight Day 14: Shaun of the Dead”

Maths class was full of sighs and weeping. (Life hasn’t changed much.) I was put on detention for being insensitive about life’s deep pain. The principal ran detention. He looked thirsty. I shrank in my seat. “Tomorrow,” he told me, “come to my office. Bring your school spirit.” —————————————————————- This blog entry is rated PG forContinue reading “Daylight Day 13: School”

Mr Joh burst into tears while telling us about the reproductive cycle of fruit flies. Ed gave him tissues. This EMO pandemic is so wrong. ————————————————————– All I can say is that I stumbled across this by accident, and – you’re welcome. Go thou to this site, and watch the video of Buffy VS Edward.Continue reading “Daylight Day 12: Buffy VS Edward”

Ed wore an overcoat and hat to school. Our teachers freaked and put him in detention. I think he bit Mr Joh, the science teacher. Awkward! Ed and I wandered the mall and saw heaps of decorations. Ed sighed, “Christmas is so deep. It makes me feel all –” “Sad?” “How’d you know?” ————————————— It’sContinue reading “Daylight Day 11: School”

I saw Dad writing a journal and looking mournful. Uh-oh. Still not EMO myself, despite blood-starved boyfriend and lime green hair. “Don’t let ANYONE drink your blood,” said the news. “Authorities recommend hitting EMOs with cricket bats. Stay alert, not alarmed.” ———————————————————- “Daylight” is set in Canberra (Australia’s capital), since that’s where I live. CanberraContinue reading “Daylight Day 10: Canberra”