all is well, i got a lift with emma, which was much appreciated considering she lives some place out north-east, her dad and grandfather even knew where my quaint little ghetto-flat is located.

my suspicions have been confirmed: only one of the several people to get colours for s.cru was doing speech night - which was full of all other kinds of bullshit awards, such as house awards and academic awards and just the majority of the awards in general.

now i'm tired, but in need of a haircut which i keep putting off and i feel icky from eating too many vegan chocolate-coconut cupcakes (thanks to ruth).

ps. why i'm against cadets in schools, noor, and i guess samuel:
1. as much as you may deny it, its a blatent and admitted recruiting ground for the army, and as such has no place in the education system (but, i guess that belief makes me a commie-leftist)
2. cadets, particularly is our school (perhaps, even more so in MHS) are given special priveledges not granted to other groups and clubs (such as the regulation prohibiting clubs influenced by outside organisation)

all that being said, i would have no problem with cadets in schools if we could also have a WPWW club, or a communism/socialism club, or even one of them infamous anti-women clubs.
my last shit hole of a school had no cadets, and to suddenly be thrown into a school environment where it is perfectly acceptable to march around in army uniforms with objects designed to replicate and simulate weapons is just fucking weird to say the least.

pps. greatest quote ever: "your old blog was just about you insecurities in the bedroom, now your blog is just about food" - is not, its a scathing critique of modern society throught the medium of metaphor.

today (well technically yesterday) was one hell of an awesome day.

i went to savers in the early morning, and while i know savers has shit all because the trendy people come and sweep the entire place, and a curse upon those trendy people; today was not so. there was so much stuff on the selves, and while i was too short, too fat, too tall, to thin to fit into everything, i walked away with a fair amount of stuff. and thankyou to the trendy person who left a huge collection on the re-shelfing racks.

purple stripy shirt: $5


baby blue spotted dress: the price tag fell off, but from memory it was seven


square couchprint dress: $7

chunky colour stripe dress: $7

navy stripe sailor skirt: $3

(t-shirt from pogo cafe, vegan organic cafe, hackney, london)

fluro green 60s mini dress: $7

oh, i also got a free savers calandar, because i spent a total of something like $40.
i also bought the giant cardigan, some might call it a shawl, which i left in ella's bag.

then i went to burning books and totally got naomi klein's 'no logo' for $12 (because i'm not hardcore anarchy enough to steal it, i bought it from an independant secondhand bookstore, run by hippies might i add)


then went to allie's picnic, but not before purchasing moleskins and tea as a kind of birthday gift. and leb bread and hommus as some kind of picnic food. Apparently elsher wants to start a serious beer co-op, if she does, she has one of the finest business accountants in the country... and no, i'm not talking about milan.






oh, and i convinced elsher to name her goldfish after my two favourite men in the world: miles and charles.

we then went totally art-faggin out house gig, where everyone was old. i felt liked i'd walked into someone' family barbeque. i felt really uncomfortable. samuel hated it. elsher didn't mind and ella loved it. some myself and samuel left to have dinner. we went to lord of the fries. vegan. but nobody's allowed to know they're vegan or they'd loose business. like when apu swaps to meat hotdogs for tofudogs and nobody notices. like that you see.