ohhkaay. so. long week. or..half a week? mm.
thursday. sam started being a total betch in the art room, did the whole telling the teachers to fuck off thing, and all this freaking drama and rumours and shit-talking came up all over the fucking school. i was like. greaaat. someone started a rumour that ryan [ross] is my freaking boyfriend. it was damn hilarious.

friday, i had a day off school, because of all the aforementioned drama. about..iunno. one, mum comes home, and we have to drive an hour to corrumbene in new norfolk because, my great-grandfather was in his last week of life. so. mm. we stayed there from ninethree in the afternoon, to one in the freaking morning. around twelve i crashed under a table. funnn shit.

then. saturday. long day. because i can't stand it in corrumbene, i caught a bus into hobart from chigwell, which is like. another hour. then i spent the day in the mall. i only had like thirty dollars. so i bought some beads and a heart necklace. and a hella cute carebears shirt in jayjays. ee. and the guy on the checkout in jayjays. um. jase i think it was, he gave me is msn. i was pretty flattered. hurhur.

then..i...basically missed my bus by two freakin' minutes, so i had to spend an hour. doing something. so i bought me some red bull and walked from the bus mall to franklin square to st. david's park and down to the parliament lawns. & i met some of dumbass eleanor's dumbass friends who gave me a piggyback then tried to throw me in the fountain at franklin square so i ran away and i caught the bus back, which took another damn hour. but i sat in the luggage compartment, so it was all funnn.

& then at liike ten on sunday my mum drove me home. and i met up with madii. for the first time in like two years. mm it was hella fun. and it was too hot to wear too many clothes so i was dressed like a slut all day. (Y) mm.

i don't remember anything about yesterday but i didn't go to school today either, and i found out that my great grandfather passed away today. i'm still pretty numb. mm. but it's okay. no pitysympathy pls. [:

mm. so that was my sort of week.
& by the way serena is as much of a dumbass as eleanor, if not more. kthx. except ele's a chain smoker. that's the only difference.

so. okay.

richmond. it was pretty boring. i got all weird and freaked everyone out at the cemetary. hur. then. we went to the maze. damn that was fun. in the first one i was like. running. and i came to a dead end fence. i was like, oh hi. and climbed over it. ! i ripped my jeans though. and i was like. fuck. mm. so yeah. that was my tuesday. condensed into short sentences. nice.

and yeah i was supposed to meet jaymes at the skate park at like four in the morning? haha. but i didn't.

now. today was more interesting.
after school. i was walking home with jaymes and sarah, and d was walking ahead of us. mm. i know it won't do much, calling him d, but i feel safer. shut up. and he kept looking at me. i was like, fuck. then when jaymes had to go, i gave him a huge hug. as i do. then sarah and i walked off. and ten steps down the road, jaymes started yelling. so we went back to see what was happening. turns out d had punched him in the face..because i'd hugged him?

fuck. i liked him. before he started being a prick and fucking me over. ugh. i don't know.

err. i hate it when people talk shit on myspace. then again i hate people talking shit in general, i.e kayla coming up to me and sarah and jaymes today on the end of the old bridge and being a bitch. then jack heard her yelling from across the bridge so he brought himself and the dumbass brigade over to see what was going on, and we got in some pushing match and my hair got messed up. sad state of affairs am i right?

mm i'm supposed to be getting up at like three to go to the skate park with jaymes and maybe sarah but i'm starting to think fuck that. plus jaymes was super late home and was epic..ly grounded so i don't know if he'll be able to sneak out. ha.

and if you hadn't noticed yes this is an update just for the sake of updating, and my grammar skills are dissolving. by the way i feel like dancing like a slut and i don't know why, but i do.
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but we all know i'm going to end up mosh-pitting with the cats like the xxxxcorexxxx whatever kid i really am. ):

of all the lives you've touched, you taught me so much.



I’m, lifting a phrase from under your fingertips.
That phrase you wrote makes its way to our lips.
This, this is a children’s story rated M15,
A fairy tale that won’t start with “once upon a time”.

A number two pencil sharpened to a point,
I can see right through, let’s get to the point.
Marks on the page, marks, marks,
From your age nineteen, wish you were here.

I can’t wait for them to strip it back,
And it’s really, really just about you.
It’s really really really about you.
Realise, realise, it’s just you.