Post #50.
I've come a long way.
FUCK, WHY IS THIS IN TIMES? I CHANGED IT TO FUCKING ARIAL, AND WHY IS IT SO BIG?
There we go.
Today is Monday. Monday is a bad day. Fortunately, today is a good Monday, as is every second Monday. Who doesn't like pay days?
I bought Horny Goat Weed tea, and more Chai Tea, and man, Horny Goat Weed tea is an amazing tasting aphrodisiac. I also bought a new shirt.
I basically gave up on my health essay. It's 800 words on something I don't really find interest in. Sure, Aboriginal Health is a pretty big issue, but it's not interesting. I wrote a paragraph about why I gave up, and my teacher was less than impressed.
Truth is, I can't think straight. My sleeping pattern is really crazy right now. I wouldn't be surprised if I don't get marked too well for this to be honest. As I mentioned at the start of the term, my psychological well being is the most important thing to me. I would prefer it if that wasn't the case, but unfortunately it has to be this way. If my psychological state was constantly like it is now, I'd be better off dropping out and finding a job. I'm looking to get help, and I'm hoping whoever I see will help out a bit. You can ask what's wrong if you really do care, or even if you're just curious, and I won't lie about it, but there's no guarantee that you'll get a straight answer either.
I hate that I can write so well in my blogs, but when it comes to school work, it's poor. Some things in school really interest me, like English or Psychology, but most bore me.
That's enough emotional shit.
Bleurgh.
Last time I wrote a blog, it was Thursday.
Let's go over Friday, and my weekend.
I've come a long way.
FUCK, WHY IS THIS IN TIMES? I CHANGED IT TO FUCKING ARIAL, AND WHY IS IT SO BIG?
There we go.
Today is Monday. Monday is a bad day. Fortunately, today is a good Monday, as is every second Monday. Who doesn't like pay days?
I bought Horny Goat Weed tea, and more Chai Tea, and man, Horny Goat Weed tea is an amazing tasting aphrodisiac. I also bought a new shirt.
I basically gave up on my health essay. It's 800 words on something I don't really find interest in. Sure, Aboriginal Health is a pretty big issue, but it's not interesting. I wrote a paragraph about why I gave up, and my teacher was less than impressed.
Truth is, I can't think straight. My sleeping pattern is really crazy right now. I wouldn't be surprised if I don't get marked too well for this to be honest. As I mentioned at the start of the term, my psychological well being is the most important thing to me. I would prefer it if that wasn't the case, but unfortunately it has to be this way. If my psychological state was constantly like it is now, I'd be better off dropping out and finding a job. I'm looking to get help, and I'm hoping whoever I see will help out a bit. You can ask what's wrong if you really do care, or even if you're just curious, and I won't lie about it, but there's no guarantee that you'll get a straight answer either.
I hate that I can write so well in my blogs, but when it comes to school work, it's poor. Some things in school really interest me, like English or Psychology, but most bore me.
That's enough emotional shit.
Bleurgh.
Last time I wrote a blog, it was Thursday.
Let's go over Friday, and my weekend.
FRIDAY
Friday morning was horrid. I was angry. I was pissed off. I was steaming.
I stayed home from school, but Muth talked me into coming into town with him. We met at the, well I guess you could call it an intersection, of Gawler Place and Rundle Mall, where a busker had a large crowd. He was one of those stunt guys, who juggle well and tell jokes. Mostly Busker jokes are lame, but this guy was good. I gave him money, he was that good. Muth had a Rebel Sports gift card, so he bought lots of sweat bands, and a gridiron ball. We then proceeded to OZNET, a new internet cafe, alike to Rush and Hive, but OZNET wasn't all that great. Chris, Matt and Jeremy ended up coming down to OZNET for a while, and then we all left. Hannah and Ella came, and then Muth and Jeremy, and I think Matt did too left, and I was left with Chris, Hannah and Ella.
Cameron and Alec were out the front of HJ's, so I changed crowds. Cameron was bringing a group up to The Apartment, to watch the premiere of the final cut, of THE COUNCIL OF THE LORDS. No one took our heed, so Cameron and I left, to go meet up with Kirsten, and her friend, Courtney. They were drinking, and as a result, so was I. Cameron, being straight edge, was not drinking. We were in a park, somewhere in Victoria Square where there were street artists, and a shit auto-DJ. We sat around for a while, and I was relitivly quite, as I am round new people.Later on, we went walking, basically everywhere. We came back, after a while, and there was people scribbling, and as a result, Courtney and Kirsten got their breasts signed. This turned into a flurry of drawing on everyone, I drew the kanji for bear on Courtney's breast, and my arm, and somewhere on Kirsten I believe.
We then went walking. We never looked back. Courtney and I ended up walking holding hands, and this actually made me really happy. We went to the Apartment, got yelled at, saw TJ, went to see the Northern lights, drank more, and then, Cameron and I left, as the last bus was coming.
I slept at Camerons.
Night was good.
I stayed home from school, but Muth talked me into coming into town with him. We met at the, well I guess you could call it an intersection, of Gawler Place and Rundle Mall, where a busker had a large crowd. He was one of those stunt guys, who juggle well and tell jokes. Mostly Busker jokes are lame, but this guy was good. I gave him money, he was that good. Muth had a Rebel Sports gift card, so he bought lots of sweat bands, and a gridiron ball. We then proceeded to OZNET, a new internet cafe, alike to Rush and Hive, but OZNET wasn't all that great. Chris, Matt and Jeremy ended up coming down to OZNET for a while, and then we all left. Hannah and Ella came, and then Muth and Jeremy, and I think Matt did too left, and I was left with Chris, Hannah and Ella.
Cameron and Alec were out the front of HJ's, so I changed crowds. Cameron was bringing a group up to The Apartment, to watch the premiere of the final cut, of THE COUNCIL OF THE LORDS. No one took our heed, so Cameron and I left, to go meet up with Kirsten, and her friend, Courtney. They were drinking, and as a result, so was I. Cameron, being straight edge, was not drinking. We were in a park, somewhere in Victoria Square where there were street artists, and a shit auto-DJ. We sat around for a while, and I was relitivly quite, as I am round new people.Later on, we went walking, basically everywhere. We came back, after a while, and there was people scribbling, and as a result, Courtney and Kirsten got their breasts signed. This turned into a flurry of drawing on everyone, I drew the kanji for bear on Courtney's breast, and my arm, and somewhere on Kirsten I believe.
We then went walking. We never looked back. Courtney and I ended up walking holding hands, and this actually made me really happy. We went to the Apartment, got yelled at, saw TJ, went to see the Northern lights, drank more, and then, Cameron and I left, as the last bus was coming.
I slept at Camerons.
Night was good.
SATURDAY
Waking up at Camerons was lovely. We got some food, sat around and watched the final cut of THE COUNCIL OF THE LORDS. We then decided to watch a movie, so we decided on watching Gamer, some really weird movie based in the future, where video games are really serious. It was really trippy, and like an irl Counterstrike. I ended up going home, eventually, and I sat at home playing Wii. That night, I talked to Courtney on the telephone, from about 1am, to 5:30am. I had an amazing conversation, and then my sleeping pattern screwed up.
SUNDAY
Nothing of interest.
Love.
Love.
I get tagged alot in these things these days.
ReplyDeleteAlso, apparently all you have to do is ask them to type in the steam password. So is all good. they have more games. Plus Defcon according to McAtee, which skyrockets OZ.NET past Hive and Rush by far. :3