To fill the gaping hole in your e-heart, filled only by my pretentious thrifting adventures and gratitious self portraits, I'm here to update you all on what's been happening and to explain my e-absence. I've been pretty busy...I got skank hair, I graduated, my HSC is in about 2.5 weeks or 16 days or something fucking ridiculously terrifying like that. This might be the last entry in a while.
And it's a shame because I just hit 1000 (1010 now!) followers, so massive, massive thank you to everyone who follows me (PS I STILL OWE ONE OF YOU A BROOCH FROM THE 666 GIVEAWAY..I AM SO TERRIBLE, I KNOW. I'll do my best to haul ass and send it out to you asap). You are all so lovely, and I will be back. I will be back with all the free time in the world, and a newfound thrifting vigour. I've been neglecting my Tumblr, Formspring, and email too, hopefully I'll dig up some spare time to resurface from the mountain of textbooks I've been hibernating in to reply to you guys. In the meantime, you'll find me complainin' and tweetin' here, here, here.
- My entire grade singing the Graduation Song by Vitamin C, inducing my tear ducts to urinate all over my face.
- Heading to the beach afterwards for Vitamin D-fuelled celebration.
- Stalking the Bondi Vet on his intensely physical sand run (I ran 10m in the sand and actually just collapsed, which speaks volumes about my general state of fitness).
- Stalking hot men in general and taking photos with them.
- Making a giant penis in the sand.
- Staying at the beach at night, eating pizza and listening to my digestive system gurgle.
It's so intense that I will never again have to avoid my deputy principal for being out of uniform, I will never have to line up at lunch for disgusting canteen-food overpriced pasta, I will never track the minute hand of the clock until the bell rings, I will never stare down little bitch juniors again, I will never walk to the station with my friends in sweltering heat or pouring rain, I will never walk the corridors of my high school between classes wishing I was home. I miss high school already.
The week prior to graduation, my grade organised a teddy bear picnic, a flashmob + mass freeze in the quad, and a Harry Potter day (complete with Quiddith match and scars) and I won't go into detail since none of you probably even read the wall of text up there, but it was intensely fun. And I felt so much closer to my grade than I have ever felt. Brooms made out of newspaper and calling your deputy principal "Professor Dimbledore" brings people together.
And lastly, my hair. Don't even ask. I don't even know where to begin, but basically:
1. I fucked up.
2. I fucked up.
3. I have skank hair.
4. I msis my old hair.
5. This is only temporary.
6. There is a possibility, depending on my mental state, that I might go blonde in the near future.
7. Don't judge me.
So, yeah. Summer is approaching, and I'll be here, at this table, for the next 6 weeks, wasting away. Essays and equations will be my friends, and I'll probably come out on the other end horribly disfigured, muttering to myself and covered in a layer of bodily fluids. Wish me luck. Until then, be safe and I'll miss you,