oh year nine.

things that make me smile: scraggly bunches of young phresh macrob, melbourne high and random other school combinations standing in small circles near the ticket barrier at box hill, and passing a particular group comprising of two guys and three girls, where everyone's body language is rather shy and slightly held-back except for the scrawny kid with the tiny head, almost fobbishly short hair and a pristine woolly blazer that is clearly too big for his shoulders, lapel laiden with clumsily proud badges--form captain, maths extension, macrob school badge. pallas glints at me and I am reminded irresistably of 2008. "let's swap ties!" hah.

underlapped and overbooked

doublelapped and doublebooked.
I need to remember when I actually have things on

First thing my dashboard did when I came onto blogspot was inform me of templates that 'make your blog look great on your mobile!' in a convenient pop-up bubble.

pieces of glass that covered my iphone before 7.20am this morning: 1
pieces of glass that covered my iphone after 7.20am this morning: 92843923498237498273847283

Being the genius that I am, of course I'm going to shove my phone haphazardly into my pocket in the way that it will fall out when I'm getting out the car to be run over by several cars all while I'm thinking the phone is safely at home until I call the train station a few hours later to find out it isn't.

Speaking of 'genius', that's exactly the kind of bar at the shoppo Apple store I'll be visiting on Friday to sort this shit out. All I can say is, good thing I found out the ugly truth after my inter sac.

Jessie says:
*why do you always seem to be surrounded by people whose comapny you do not enjoy
____ says:
*cause the people who socialise liek normal people
*annoy me cause they're assholes
*i'd rather hang with weird people then asshole
*oui?
Jessie says:
*i think hanging out with weird people can drive you insne though
*unless you learn to adapt really well
*but then that's just settling, isnt it?
____ says:
*mmm
*oh well?
*uni will be nice?

"A world could be made in five pages, and one that was more pleasing than a model farm. The childhood of a spoiled prince could be framed within half a page, a moonlit dash through sleepy villages was one rhythmically emphatic sentence, falling in love could be achieved in a single word - a glance." --Ian McEwan, Atonement.

and this is why making dioramas in primary school sucked.