the most boring event of the year rolled round today: house swimming carnival. don't get me wrong, i just find it awfully trivial to have the whole school sit round for four hours and watch people swim laps of a pool. seriously, maybe it woulde be a justifiable waste of time if maybe more that twenty people participated. i was told off for sittingin the sun. i was told off for going to get coffee because i was ten minutes early. point is: short wore skinny-leg jeans (or possibly jeans on his skinny legs).





samuel was sick, so i dumpling housed it up with the crew.

some might say i have a stalker. a sweet and innocent boy who went to my primary school. walked me home. we talked about JT and K-Fed. he lives over forty minutes walk from me.

my mother's just gotten off the phone to one of her friends. who has an utter shithead daughter. so now my mother has much love for myself and my 'academic' ways. it's okay, they're from werribee.