Nobody steals from Creed Bratton and gets away with it. 
The last person to do this disappeared. 
His name? Creed Bratton. 

Write my Name Somewhere Safe

Currently listening to: Jimmy Eat World – Closer

27/10, 1pm – Mathematical Applications Exam

29/10, 2pm – Indonesian Oral Exam

05/11, 1.30pm – Indonesian Exam

11/11, 1.30pm – Visual Arts Exam

12/11, 9am – Psychology Exam

Here we go.

Want to be Bad

Currently listening to: Jason Mraz – The Remedy (I Won’t Worry)

Bed feels so amazing right now. Ughhhh, so gooooood. Friday night means one thing – a good nightssessses sleep. I am so mellow right now. I need some moisturiser for my hands, which I will do in a minute, if I can tear myself away from the sheets. Bed feels especially nice because I showered about 3 hours ago, and shaved, and straightened my hair and all, so I feel nice and clean and the the weather is warm and pleasant and my legs and everything are/is completely hairless so it feels all smooth and tickly against the sheets, it’s lovely. Also I smell nice which is always fun.

Oh awesome, you can make polls on WordPress now. I must capitilise on this.

I have decided that I say ‘awesome’ way too much. I need another word. I do use other words, but awesome pops up most of the time when I need a positive adjective.

Righteous

Totally tubular

Radical

Wicked

Gnarly

Sweet

Cool

Epic

Sick

Stellar

Bitchin’

Brutal

There’s a few possibilities there I am rather fond of. I’ve always liked ‘righteous’, and I do throw that in there every now and then. I throw them all in there every now and then, but I need to use them more often, and tone down the awesome. HAR HAR.

100% for maths test yesterday I thought I went terribly in. Heh heh heh, excellent.

Okay, I retire now.

Shifty Eyes, Pay Attention, Dirty Talk Talk Talk, Quiet

Not cool, Freddy.

Gotta Get Back in Time

I guess I’ll have to look at rubbish and ash more closely.

You Led no Celibate Life, no Skirt While Chemicals Danced on your Head

She looks so miserable.

I went to bed at 8.30pm, I got to sleep a bit after 9pm. It is now 5.13am, I woke up an hour ago. I am ready for sleep again now.

4, 3, 2, 1, I’m Letting You Go

Such a painful trip 
To find out this is it 
And as I go to sleep 
You’ll be waking up

Judy is a Dick Slap

Inspirational.

In Bloom

Currently listening to: The Coral – Dreaming of You

Damn you, Mischa Barton.

And damn you, Keds.

I Wanna Carry Your Books to Every Class…

…And I wanna fuck you up the ass.

Currently listening to: Propagandhi - Stick The Fucking Flag Up Your Goddamn Ass, You Son Of A Bitch.

I was watching Weeds and I noticed something. It’s really very prominent, but it’s just so little and meaningless that well, I didn’t really notice because it means nothing and I probably shouldn’t notice it anyway. In movies with schools, students go to their lockers, yes? Often, they aren’t full length lockers, there are two: one on the top and one on the bottom. Never does anyone have the bottom locker. NEVER.

Yep, that’s all.

Also though, Nancy Botwin, wchowwwww.