With your hands between your thighs, and a smile

Tomorrow I leave with the school cycling team to the “Australasian Schools Cycling Cup” which should be pretty fun. It’s up in good old Shepparton. I haven’t really been training so I will get destroyed in the races.

I don’t really feel like going away for the week. I think I’d rather go to school (shock!) and talk to friends for a while. I feel like I’m going to miss out on something important with my friends during the week. I hope not. 

If you know me, text or facebook me so I don’t feel so outcast while I’m gone!

It’s 1.20 am haha. I appreciate it.

I lay on the floor accepting defeat.

nice!

I don’t know why I posted that, eugh, weird, I don’t tell people these things. 

Thank you for the concern?

continue to lay on the ground naked. 

So, my closest friend isn’t speaking to me. 

I’m not entirely sure why. 

This feels so stupid.

I’m trying to be as calm as I can about it, but this is definitely not where I want to be right now.

I’m not sure what I’m meant to do, I’m just going to sit here. 

When in doubt, jam to Red Hot Chili Peppers.

Also, I want a Strat.

Sadface.

Tomorrow is my school’s House Choral Competition. 

I decided that I’d get as involved as I could, seeing as it’s my last year of school (at a school I really quite enjoy being at).

The whole house is singing “I’ll sail upon a dog star” which is a lame ass pre-baroque song, and also “Wavin’ Flag” as sung by Young Artists for Haiti. I think the house has done a great job on getting the songs down and we’re definitely in the running to win the comp (unlike every other year).

On top of this, I auditioned for “Special Choir”, where there are 15 of us singing a Beatles medley of “It won’t be long” and “Hold me tight”. I only just realised that the whole school will be watching the 15 of us sing. Ha. I can’t sing! How didn’t I get cut from auditions? Oh well, it’s something I haven’t done, and won’t ever do again.

Also, I’m playing in my house instrumentals (woo, highly involved). I’m playing some crash and ride cymbals, the tambourine, the maracas, and A GONG!. (They already had too many guitarists, okay?)

So yeah, it should be gewd.

With Nutella. Oh my gewdness.

fuckyeahpersonification:

http://www.abc.net.au/news/events/japan-quake-2011/beforeafter.htm

Pretty scary, huh? I urge you to reblog all the “Help Japan” posts floating around Tumblr.

It will be a black and white affair, obviously.

I don’t believe those ‘2012: End of the world’ claims at all.

The horrific news from Japan has caused many to begin questioning how true these claims may turn out to be. I began to think about what I would do/feel, hypothetically, if something so extreme were to happen to me and the people I loved. 

How scary must it be to be face constant and utter destruction, with no where to run?

I would want to be with my few closest friends, be it to protect them, or simply because I need them. I love them, and I’d do anything for them. I can’t imagine what I would do if I lost somebody that important to me. I really hope I’m not losing someone right now.