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Dec. 19th, 2009 | 12:28 am
mood: 
thankful
music: this blackest purse- why?
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junglebeats
so it seems the urge that has sustained four years of recording eeeeeeverything has finally spent itself. or perhaps this is a phase, a bizarre one considering so many significant (?) or at least milestone-y things have happened lately. right now I have just started listening to eskimo snow, why?'s new album, through the new headphones I got for my birthday. had a restful day today, after the overload of the last couple of days. the 16th was quite heinous, lost my pin and was getting pestered constantly by my dad and hung-up-on by the hotline by which I was meant to get my pin back. and my tobacconists is shut and covered with 'for lease' signs, which unless some miracle of miscommunication has occurred, means it's gone and finished.
then by contrast the 17th was an almost consistently brilliant day, started off with a surprising mark, and then driving to newtown with reza and milo, and seeing everyone happy at school, and then everyone was so nice and pleased and chill at my house. then some conflict and unpleasantness, but I feel confirmed in my suspicion that there is nothing salvageable or worthwhile in spending time with thomas, and I like being certain. courthouse was a bit of a bummer, but the jug of long island iced tea was delicious and running into Carl and having a good conversation and chilling at the park and again people just being sweet and funny and good. a quiet night, a restrained night, but a really enjoyable night.
berrara was before that, and similarly chill and enjoyable. I was a bit sick the whole time, but I still really enjoyed my first beach swim of the season and seeing everyone who I'd missed at byron and such. dropped for the first time, which was less revelatory and more fun than I expected. chandi's the night I got back was kinda testing, struggled to include myself, but it was still nice to see that crew and it was a... great atmosphere, I guess is the word. got kebabs with rob, tam and keiran too, which was ace.
then the week proceeding was Schoolies proper, which was great too, a week of taking care of myself and being a teenager and having fun and waking up at 3 for bacon and egg rolls with pineapple and barbeque sauce. I don't really know what else to say about it- my nails got long as they've ever been and I talked to people I barely know/didn't know at all and I hardly stressed about my reflection at all.
so that's the last couple of weeks I suppose. Isabel's party tomorrow night, which I'm really looking forward to, then pissup sunday night, which should be good, and yum-cha+dinner party monday (is it terrible to wear my new birthday dress for that as well as my birthday dinner and birthday party?). then a couple days to chill at noah's before christmas and copa and peats ridge. busy busy busy. job at norton plaza chemist that I should probably apply for also, cause though the fact I can't start until mid-January might write off my attempt, it might at least get my mum off my back.
goodnight
then by contrast the 17th was an almost consistently brilliant day, started off with a surprising mark, and then driving to newtown with reza and milo, and seeing everyone happy at school, and then everyone was so nice and pleased and chill at my house. then some conflict and unpleasantness, but I feel confirmed in my suspicion that there is nothing salvageable or worthwhile in spending time with thomas, and I like being certain. courthouse was a bit of a bummer, but the jug of long island iced tea was delicious and running into Carl and having a good conversation and chilling at the park and again people just being sweet and funny and good. a quiet night, a restrained night, but a really enjoyable night.
berrara was before that, and similarly chill and enjoyable. I was a bit sick the whole time, but I still really enjoyed my first beach swim of the season and seeing everyone who I'd missed at byron and such. dropped for the first time, which was less revelatory and more fun than I expected. chandi's the night I got back was kinda testing, struggled to include myself, but it was still nice to see that crew and it was a... great atmosphere, I guess is the word. got kebabs with rob, tam and keiran too, which was ace.
then the week proceeding was Schoolies proper, which was great too, a week of taking care of myself and being a teenager and having fun and waking up at 3 for bacon and egg rolls with pineapple and barbeque sauce. I don't really know what else to say about it- my nails got long as they've ever been and I talked to people I barely know/didn't know at all and I hardly stressed about my reflection at all.
so that's the last couple of weeks I suppose. Isabel's party tomorrow night, which I'm really looking forward to, then pissup sunday night, which should be good, and yum-cha+dinner party monday (is it terrible to wear my new birthday dress for that as well as my birthday dinner and birthday party?). then a couple days to chill at noah's before christmas and copa and peats ridge. busy busy busy. job at norton plaza chemist that I should probably apply for also, cause though the fact I can't start until mid-January might write off my attempt, it might at least get my mum off my back.
goodnight