"I will call the pebble dare..."

By Your Side always makes me cry. Beautiful song.

I want to write, but I'm so tired I'm not sure what to write. I have to go and be supervised by someone not family sometimes for school summatives (tests, etc) and I did one yesterday at Jeremy's (as I said last night) and today, after studying madly for a couple hours, sat a maths test. Calculus, and much easier than I expected, which was nice. And I only had to draw one graph, much to my relief! The book tends to love making us draw graphs, and I tend to love NOT doing them. I know how, I just never manage to make the curves look right, and it annoys me. Mostly algebra, which was good.

When I wasn't doing that, I was burying my nose in two books - one about Sydney in 1900 (before Federation which is Australia's official 'birthday' when the colonies were unified), and one which was a collection of rememberances about the Australian Home Front during WWII, as well as the experiences of Australians in the forces. It was cold, and if I'd been doing what's best for my health I would have stayed home and slept, and rested, today. But Mum was not to be argued with (and admittedly I was really behind for doing this one) so I came, but now I'm somewhat zombified. Panadeine Forte is a wonderful thing.

It's raining a lot now too, which is nice. We're learning to treasure rain again.

Today was mostly an 'up' day - the last few days have been some up, some down, some changeable. Mostly due to the thing-that-will-not-be-named (well, not here). Speaking of which - again I am indebted to the wonderful community I belong to. People have taken time out from other things which are arguably more interesting to talk to me about this, recently, and I got a call from one friend (a guy, too, which makes it even more out of the ordinary) randomly from his work today to just check on me, make sure I was okay. Just when I might think about forgetting how wonderful my church is...I get reminded.

Let me skip the road with you
I can dare myself
I can dare myself
I'll put a pebble in my shoe
And watch me walk (watch me walk)
I can walk and walk!
(I can walk!)

I shall call the pebble Dare
I shall call the pebble Dare
We will talk, we will talk together
We will talk (chorus) about walking
Dare shall be carried
And when we both have had enough
I will take him from my shoe, singing:
"Meet your new road!"
Then I'll take your hand
Finally glad
Finally glad
That you are here
By my side

(from Godspell)