Saturday

Had an extremely stupid test in Russian School. Got home and went online as my grandparents don't tend to stop me like my parents do. There commenced a scene of confusion and phoning people.

So it went like this: Stan said something was on at Mic's at some point, but he couldn't go so he didn't know anything. Neither did Liza. At this point Avi said he wanted to go, but obviously not knowing Mic he didn't know anything either. I got chased offline and called Alex, who was unhelpful, and then Toly, who came up with the BRIGHT idea of calling Mic. I don't know *how* I got delegated to do then phoning around, but meh. From Mic I discovered that people were just going to turn up at his house randomly, and then he'd have to leave so he was bequeathing the pool keys to Sasha. So then I called Avi, who could get a lift but had no idea where to go. Not knowing the adress, I passed him back totan, who unhelpfully suggested he just follow someone who was going and knew the way. The closest person was me, but I didn't realise till I was already on the bus that I *didn't* actually know where I was going... not a good state of affairs. (BTW Avi - I remembered where the 370 goes. Leichhardt.) That was completely irrelevant.

This is where an extremely stupid thing happened. Being on the 370 but having no idea where to get off, I called Alex, who was just telling me some shit about some audi dealer when Avi turned around and realised she was sitting behind us. D'oh!

We all got off at the next stop and went to Mic's, where we waited outside the pool for ages cos Sasha wasn't answering the phone being in the pool) until some nice random let us in. We met Mic's friend Stas and his girlfriend Naomi, whereupon M and N left. People got pushed in the pool, we talked to some complete and utter random guys, Avi and I made off-colour jokes about the foam in the spa (don't ask), and he had a very painful accident involving the corner of the stairs and his ribs. Then we all decided to go meet Stan and Jess at Randwick, but my dad called and said he was coming to pick me up, no buts. grrr. But I persuaded him to at least give the others a lift to Randwick. So I basically missed Stan by about ten minutes for the SECOND TIME IN A ROW!!

And my computer is so so fucked.

Sunday

Woke up as late as possible and was forced to reorganise my wardrobe by my mum. Then my dad dragged me off to Eastgardens cos I needed a new swimsuit and sandals and he was buying baby stuff. Except we stopped at the random fair on the way for some reason. I bought an obscure CD for 3 bucks - obscure bands often turn out to be really good but this one was, quite frankly, not. It sucked. A lot.

After we bought the swimsuit (but left the sandals till there was a sale - yes we are cheap) my dad went to coles or soemwhere and I hung out in Angus and Robertson reading Going Postal. Still haven't finished - they kicked me out cos they were closing. Then i found a payphone and wasted 2 bucks calling my dad cos I only had the one coin. He said to wait outside coles. I did, and he completely failed to show up. So i went inside Coles, didn't find him, read the simpsons comic for a while, called him AGAIN (after buying a bread roll to get change) was told to meet him at the newsagency, went there and discovered I'd left my wallet on the payhpone. Went back, it was GONE!!!

Luckily a kind person called Juliana found it and called almost as soon as I got home. Phew.