I’m going to the beach tomorrow so I decided to buy a hat. I put it on for the drive home from the shops.
My sister: “You’re such a dickhead”
Me: “That’s Rear Admiral Dickhead”
Beach. Yes. Excellent.
GPOY. I’ve been scanning photos for my 21st. I love looking at photos of little kids. They’re so awkwardly proportioned. I’m the short, fat, marshmallow-esque blonde kiddie.
GPOY - “Morning after the blacklight party” edition.
There is fluoro pink and green paint all over my face and arms and allllll through my hair. Best.
Of course I left yet another assignment ‘til the day it’s due. Of course I’ve been up since 5am writing it. Of course I’m hating life right now. Of course I’m too nervous about getting (or, god forbid, missing out on) Strokes tickets to do any work presently. Of course this required a GPOY.
GPOYW - As you may have deduced from my previous two posts I went camping over the weekend. The area where we stay is absolutely amazing, but because it’s located in the catchments, it pisses down rain most of the time and is quite cold. Nonetheless, I still love it. On Sunday a few of us decided to go for a wee adventure. We ended up creek/bush bashing and found electric blue fungi. Shibby!
GPOY - My friend’s 21st is “Hollywood” themed. I’m going as a washed-up rehab escapee, or something like that.
LOOK AT ME! DO YOU KNOW WHO I AM?



