Dec. 8th, 2004

Monday

Dec. 8th, 2004 12:49 pm
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For some reason Mick insisted on everyone being at the pool on Monday - I thought it was cuz he was, like, going away or something and wanted to say bye to everyone, but, evidently not. So i don't know why. But anyway. A lot of people didn't have school, but me n Liza and Alex went after school.

I brought my swimsuit with, but only remembered about non-school clothes at the last minutes, and ended up with a sarong and a top that didn't match it. I forgot what stop it was so I was with my bus friends and L&A were like MAGGIE!! And I was like SHIT! *runrun* *stepontoes* GAH! *falloutofbus* er.

While waiting for the 370 I interrogated Liza and Alex re SRP, which we had been told of earlier that day. We got all this complex shit on yellow paper, and Liza was like "Nah, just burn shit".

Upon reaching Mick's place we waited out side for like fifteen minutes calling people who WOULDN'T ANSWER THEIR FREAKING PHONES BITCH before meeting YET MORE RANDOMS who kindly let us in. After marinating in chlorine a while and doing the whole sitting on peoples shoulders and wacking people thing, we moved pools and went to a smaller one which was less occupied, where we could go in the spa. the spa, however, only had bubbles offof one side, for no readily apparant reason. I amused myself by sticking my finger in the air intake and stopping the bubbles - they never realised i was doing it till I told them XD.

Naomi was there for a while, and someone else I don't know who only stayed for like ten minutes. Mick and Stas went to take her home - by this time me and stan were going FEEED US, like omg where the hell is Mick im so hungry. He came back with a rose for each of us girls (aww) and I put it in the tie of my sarong, and EVENTUALLY we managed to all get dressed and go - by this time it was like 7:45, and I was sposed to be home by eight, but like, whatever.

We were extreeemly hungry but Mick went upstairs to get stuff and check bus times, so we raided our bags - I turned up some unwated and slightly warm yogurt which people ate, and then we devoured Liza's katleta and rice.

We took up the ENTIRE back section of the bus, and maybe were, like, a TEENSY bit loud, but noone complained so like, whatever. We got to Randwick and went to KFC for t3h nourishment - obviously not all of us could go in, we'd cause a disturbance, so just Liza and me went - Masha was at the till, she gave us an extra piece of chicken but couldn't get a discount - something about a pissed off manager and trouble with the cops.

We sat in a circle in the dark, dark park and ate chicken, then I called my dad, who chucked a hissy fit cos it was nine. He said he'd pick me up in half an hour, which gave me enough time to think of a plausible reason for being late - given my characteristic absentmindedness, that wasn't too difficult after I stopped panicking. Then people tried to burn KFC boxes for no readily aparant reason, but Mick stepped on them cos we were right next to a police station, among other things.

It was tre fun. And I *still* don't know why, but sif that matters.

Today

Dec. 8th, 2004 08:11 pm
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GAAAH! i like typed up all this stuff, and then it disappeared, dammit.

So anyway, I woke up officially at 7:30, but technically was still asleep until around 8:15 when I realised I needed to leave and I hadn't had breakfast. i was going to buy something from the canteen, but Morah Kronental practically lassoed me into the JSN breakfast, where I got one free donut. Whoever said there's no such thing as a free lunch wasn't thinking about breakfast.

In science we got given these random SRP practice booklets to fill out. well, you know, when i say "fill out" ... well, "play mr squiggle on" would be SLIGHTLY more accurate... All Jenny's squiggles looked like birds to me. She did an excellent rendition of an Evil Bad Guy With Cape (tm) complete with Evil Minions (c) (each sold separately).

It seems like all we ever do in History elective is discuss communism and feminism. Also communism. Today it was women's rights - not surprising given that our topic is Ancient China with all its footbinding and general misogynism. But it can still get pretty repetitive.

In PD we were told to lay on each others stomachs and laugh. Aparantly it's good for you... o_O

English of t3h Film Noir annoyingness... Sunset Boulevard. So basically this crazy old biddy with a dead monkey writes a lengthy bitch of a script which suxxor a hell of a lot, and some B-movie writer with money problems who just pulls into her driveway to trick the debt collectors and then gets mistaken for a coffin maker gets roped into living there while he fixes it up for her. also she has a creepy butler called Max. he plays the organ creepily, and creepily makes the guys bed before he knows he'll be staying there, in a creepy manner.

Tae kwon do was a bitch - am so damn tired. Waiting for my dad to pick me up, I called masha, and discovered that she is not, in fact, in trouble with the cops, she is actually the victim of someone who i bloody well hope is in trouble with the cops. Note to self: never go out at night alone. Especially in Punchbowl. When I got home I had a relaxing bath while alternately reading some badly written book about Rene Descartes and a russian retelling/parodylikething of Harry Potter. And then watched that seventies show, which is t3h funny. Good day to all and to all a good day.

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