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SORRY

little times of neglect and times of thought and self confusion, that is life as it is right now. excitement and dullness and everything in between at the one time.

a week, almost nine days since i have written and i do not feel obliged to rekindle my ways of this just yet. soon, hopefully i will. as time comes more easily and freely.

the last week was a battle and triumphant to say the least. time spent at school tick tocking the day away in class and out of class waiting for the end of the day to head home. friday was inevitably a wondrous hope because of these. the afternoon class began, i sat anxious to leave and as soon as it struck 2:40, i was out of there. the first bus home, getting changed and hen heading into town to meet some lovely individuals before heading off to the seaside.

the nine of us had many laughs and picked up some stragglers too. a frail middle aged lady was continuously antagonised by us, but she laughed it off. she was too sweet. drawings for birthday cards and little supplies of drinks and substances. i felt too sick to do a thing, but i pulled through. the thrill of getting there was crushed by having to wait for half an hour to get our bus to the apartment, but a ride came along soon enough and fixed everyones problems. it was a living clown car, literally.

the times continued until early morning with sand in between my tights and scraggly hair, feeling sick and lethargic i put myself to bed, to later be woken up by a friend using me as a sofa. my ribs still hurt a little. serious conversations i was not interested in and little thoughts streaming through my mind as if to keep me strangely distant and occupied from the rest. though a lovely boy kept me company digitally, with all my thought lifted and just left smiling continuously.

an inquisitive anna reading over my shoulder protested that he was my boyfriend and i had turned him down multiple times, that i did not like the flowers he had given me, or that he had funny hair. none of which are true in the slightest, and none of which have happened, though it was a laugh all the same. as were the random older people we saw at all hours in the morning doing exercise.

the moonlight hitting the water at 2am was amazing.


the next morning, strolls along the shore were relaxing and draining at the same time, but sitting under a large oak tree and making leaf rings were fun. so many different little conversations arose from the situations and travels times.

by the time we had returned to what looked familiar, it was midday and things were alive and rolling. running into numerous friends and getting bark thrown down my top by them was funny, but yet annoying. no plans had arisen as of yet, but they turned out to pop up easily.
as most people were heading to a popular band playing live, alot of us were left with nothing, or left dateless. so it was decided...

a girls night in, with lovely people and fun times.

after cooking up a batch of singapore noodles to eat, and having some grain waves it was time to get stuck into the initial shots that we had been waiting for. shot one, to not being stuck at a hot and sweaty gig surrounded by gross bogan emos and girls who just want a hardcore boyfriend. then the fun began, from walking like a wind up toy moved, feeding a snake its dinner and asking in the most annoying voice over and over 'you virgin?, you not virgin?'. many conversations included different topics such as sexual education, condoms and pet animals that no longer exist, it was a little weird i must admit. but strangely so comfortable.

pajamas and numerous hours spent dancing to old song in memory. and that lead to an even better sleep. those two lovely girls, shantelle and casey are amazing for spending it with me.

sunday was a drag heading home, and i watched movies all afternoon curled up in bed. much like a lazy cat.


the week began with a hopeful look with two days of school left, and a lovely friend who encourages me to make the most of it.