like a sepia tone photo setting that you just can't change

I woke up at 6:35 this morning and looked out the window, thinking, "what's with the orange light...?" At around 7:20 I got up and was informed that it was a dust storm. Firstly, this was a new development for me, having never seen one before. So I was a wee bit WOW about the whole thing.

Then I went to school as usual, unaware that it was actually a Wednesday, only knowing that I had my English exam in half an hour. Sweet. I got told off for wearing socks with my uniform in stead of stockings, BTW, since when can my school tell me that I have no right to use my discretion about heat. If I think it is too hot, shouldn't I be able to wear socks?? It's not like they're not part of the uniform, because they are! Gosh, mate! English was fine, I could have finished my essay, but MRS. C. stopped us two minutes early! Good one! So yeah, I finished most of it, except the conclusion of my essay. Bugger. Oh well.
Then I came home, listened to the Wicked soundtrack, thanks to Perth ♥ =) and yeah. Studied. Yay.

YEEEEEEEEW!

If winners are grinners, then I'm the fucking Cheshire Cat!

So I just packed up the economics study. That was going nowhere before it began. I assume that's because of the extraordinary about of alcohol I consumed in abut forty-five minutes. I won't count it, because that's immature, but let us say that it was a lot.

Why was I drinking in the first place? Because we (Briars ED 2) had just won our Grand Final against Dolphins and were celebrating.
I feel like this is going backwards because of the ... yeah, never mind.
And anyway, thank you to all those people that came to support us today. It made a huge difference knowing that you're being backed by approximately 100 people. Love it.

Thanks to Hannah as well, for her CD. Like it. NO, LOVE it very much. =) You're a champion.

I have discovered - though I knew for a long time - that I love post-it notes a hell of a lot.
I have detoured from the point anyhow!

GRAND FINAL WINNERS!

yew!

First Briars team to win a grand final this year. Kudos to everyone, especially Sammy. The LEGEND.

And if I know you...

"From the first line of the first page,

till the end of the last age,

it doesn't matter who you are."

I know that I don't have to justify myself to anyone, why is not a demand I will answer to. But sometimes, only sometimes I feel like I should. Maybe it's weakness...
I hope not.

So what?

I must say that it's fucking hilarious how people think blogging is just a way to bitch behind people's backs. Maybe it is - or maybe we just think it's a waste of time trying to say things to your face, because obviously the message just doesn't get through. Though, I will admit, everyone can think what they want, and therefore, I can think what I like also. It's a two way street, and some people don't really understand that.
My blog is a comment on my life, and in consequence, of those people and things that enter and leave it. Now, with that in mind, it is essentially just me, commenting on how I feel about these things. What I'm trying to say is that I'm not having a go at specific people, rather, I use them as examples in my commentry. So don't be offended if you figure out your code name, I don't mean to be rude like that -it's not I personal, trust me.
Having said that, it is no victory over me or over anyone else, to read this. YOU DON'T HAVE TO READ THIS IF YOU DON'T LIKE IT.
Let me repeat that.
YOU DO NOT HAVE TO READ THIS.

So, if you don't like it, don't read it.

Ker-ching

*went to this presentation at St Mary's
*then caught up with some mates who go to st mary's
*then drove to stanmore maccas with the ppl from school who went as well
*oh wait
*met cardinal pell
*and
*saw hobos hooking up
*and then saw the ppl I know at that school
*then went to maccas at stanmore
*then drove to school
*went past school to get the host and wine for eucharist tomorrow
*from bwd
*then got a free badge from the church shop
*cause I'm awesome
*then was singing Chris Brown in the car on the way back to school
*had pd 5 off to work on ppt
*and then had a bludge in pd 6
*and shot an apple off the top floor verandah into a bin about 20m away
*got it in
*took photos all day
*then went to bwd
*and saw some peeps
*good day

Ancient

So today I got sent out of Ancient History. That was a drama. HAH! Basically what happened was that I was just telling sir what I thought about his decision. His brilliant revelation was because our assignments are going to be pretty bulky, we would give in our notes to him, instead of putting the whole thing in the assessment box together. That's fine, no worries, except for a few things.

One: He's not the one marking our assignment.. so it doesn't really make sense for him to have the notes anyway.

Two: The bit of paper he gave us tells us to hand everything in to the assessment box. No drama. Just stick to what the goddamn paper says alright?

Three: if you're going to change it. Put in in writing and let everyone know. You could change your mind next period and no one would know.



But anyway, after explaining all this, he decided he didn't like it and Cakeface joined in. She said that I was being stoopid, and just to do this and do that and what to think. Look mate, shut up, and don't tell me what to think. So that started a whole different argument. And then I might've said something about value judgements and fucking dropkicks.... bad choice?

Anyway, whilst whittling away time, I wrote about 3 pages of crap on who I am and what I do and I'll add that at a later time.

Royal in the afternoon

Why is living so difficult?



I just don't fully understand why someone who works so hard never gets any sort of clearance, I mean, from bad things happening. I'm not sure that I believe in karma, but shouldn't it make some sense for things to work out well for someone who does their best all the time. I don't ask for drama, I don't like drama, and yet drama is all I seem to get these days.



I wish I was stronger, mentally and emotionally. I wish that I could be like the strong female characters in Ayn Rand books, because they're always in control of themselves.



I wish things didn't matter as much as they seem to.



One thing I have learned is: DON'T RELY ON ANYONE ELSE.

This includes:

Don't borrow.

Don't ask favours.

Don't trust.

Don't believe.

Don't tell people anything personal.

Don't skank around.

Basically, just don't!

But that's not what I really wanted to say anyway. I meant to talk about my day.

. It was pretty fun. And then, crossing the park, we talked about having my b'day party at the dropouts and how he'd think it was a mad piss up but it would really be a tea party and The Bee would be high on sugar and the tealeaves would be our Pot. HAHAHA