Sleep leaves widows.

Okay. Soooooooo it's been ages.

It's because I never get on a computer, meeeeeeeeeeeh.

Studying makes my brain hurt. I'm not ready.

Friday night I partied at Claires, but I remained sober.

So I took Demi to macca's, there we got yelled to by 2 different groups of males.

The first were boring, but the second scared the shit out of us, they were parked next to us and hiding under their car. It was kinda funny, but also kinda creepy haha.

Saturday night I went out to Club G with Bec and Chelsey after drinking 2 bottles of Ricadonna and lots of vodka, I was veryyyyyy happy by the time we got there haha.

I got burnt by a cigarrette on my boob, and a gay fashion designer gave me his email address cause he wants to do a collaboration show in Sydney; He designs, I draw. Or something like that, anyways. he emailed me last night and we had a chat.

I ended up getting to Brendon's at 5am on Sunday morning and then got woken up by his dad doing work on the house.

We chilled for a while, laid on the lounge watching Night At The Museum, like a hoooooooge dork and it was nice.

I hate having a broken phone.

And I'm sorry I'll never look like Megan Fox. Or any of the million other girls you've sexed.

Sigh. Feeling consistantly not good enough is sweet.

But I still miss you. Go figure.

smushmorshion.

Ah, I'm forgetting days again.
Knew this would happen once I couldn't blog from my phone anymore
I don't sit at the computer often enough.

Sooooooooooooo, today I went out with my mommy, my aunty and my cousins.
They got me about $500 worth of clothes and jewellery.
Yay =]

Then tonight I went out for dinner and chilled. It was aiight.

Last night I watched Chicago and fell asleep on the lounge after it was finished.
I eventually crawled into bed to be woken up by a text message this morning and couldn't go back to sleep.

I spent all yesterday cleaning my car.
I had intentions to do my room, but I ran out of time, and effort.


p.s world. Lily Allen was AMAZING. And Ross Noble will be sah-WEEEEEEEEEEEET.

Parlez Vous Francais?

Si tu peut le parlez allez tombez la chemise.


Today I went to do some drama stuff, one of the girls showed up almost two hours late and pissed me off, like, eepz. Blah.

But then it was all good, and we sang a bit of Wham! on the way to go get lunch and scared fellow drivers with our antics. Then I went to watch the case currently on in Maitland Supreme Court.

The defence council started today, and the witness was the father of the deceased. It was good, in an interesting way.

This weekend is going to be epic. And I will be using my flippers to get down. Werd.

Friday night = Party
Saturday = Study
Sunday = Party
Monday = "Study"
Tuesday = Lily Allen


WOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO.