most fail six hours of my life.

Obviously, I just wasn't supposed to leave my room today.
I was meant to meet up with Jess and Candy and go to Newtown today, but first I had to bath the dog - I don't know if you've seen my dog but it is huge and he has a major fear of running water. After that I got dropped to Ashfield station, bought a student ticket to Newtown and the train was coming in 8 minutes. I got on the train and after about four minutes the ticket collectors came. I gave them my ticket and the guard said, "This is a student ticket, do you have a concession card or ID" I calmly explained that I was sorry, but that I didn't have my wallet with me. The guards proceeded to hastle me telling me to, "Have a good look in my bag to see if there was some proof" that I was only 17. After about ten minutes of the collector having a go at me threatening to fine me, he asked me my date of birth and I gave it to him without a seconds delay. He finally seemed convinced and they left. It seemed all was good. Until I realised that in all this confusion the train had gone right past Newtown and I'd missed my stop. I got off at the next stop, Redfern and went to change platforms to get the train the opposite way to Newtown. Just as I got down the stairs to the platform the train closed its doors and drove away. I checked the times for the next train to Newtown but one wouldn't come for over an hour. I decided that I would just get on the train to central and then catch a bus. The only problem was that my train wouldn't be valid at central station so I would have to find some way to get passed the guards who were of course, everywhere. I attempted to walk through the wheelchair access gate but was stopped and told that I didn't have a valid ticket, the inspector said to go to platform 19 to get the train to Newtown. When I got to platform 19 there was no trains to Newtown at all and so I walked back out to the exit and simply forced open a ticket gate and legged it out of the station. Luckily, no one followed me. I walked down to where the 412 bus stops and the timetable said it would come in a few minutes. I was sure that I'd seen the 412 drive down King St passed Newtown station many times before, but of course when i asked for a ticket to Newtown the driver said that he didn't go near the station at all and that I'd have to walk up to Hay St to catch a different bus. Upon exiting the bus I realised that Hay St only had a tram line running on it, which had no stop anywhere near Newtown. By this point the shoes I was wearing had given my heel a blister that had started to bleed. I just decided that at this point I should just stop trying to get to Newtown and go home. So I walked to where the 413 stops that would take me closer to home and saw that there wasn't a bus for 40 minutes. I looked up to see that a bus to Fivedock had just stopped and decided that I would amuse myself there for a while, not wanting my parents to wonder why I had left and returned so soon. I texted Amelia and asked what she was doing and she told me to come over but only for a while because she had to go out. It was nice to see her for the hour and a bit that i was there. Only when I called my mother she said she would leave right away and come to get me. After about 20 minutes she still hadn't come so I rang her to see where she was, she hadn't left yet and said she was sorting the washing and would send Dad. So there I was being the most massive inconvenience to Amelia and her mother when they were supposed to be getting ready and going out, my parents just decided that they'd come in their own time. Of course if they'd said get the bus it would have been fine but you know. So that was completely embarrassing. Then when my dad finally did come he had a go at me because he'd been out the front for like ten minutes because he couldn't remember which house it was. As if its my fault he didn't bring his phone to ring me and tell me he was outside. Which just totally killed the happy mood Mia put me in.
So basically, I'm just going to hide in my room and never come out again.


Ps. I finished Season 3 of The L Word in two nights. Its so addictive and yet so sad. It makes me happy but then at the same time lonely. Meh. Its awesome. You people should watch it.

Peace x

i wish i may, i wish i might

school work is finally catching up with me. It just dawned on me that my art work is due in <5months. fuuuck.
im screwed for modern especially. love the subject. suck at the exams. (n) too bad for me.

birthday in 3 days, heres a few things I can think of that I want
- money, obviously
-DVD's/Series/ Box Sets of
>Scrubs
>The L Word
>Skins
>Friends
>Family Guy
>The Mighty Boosh Live (already have tv series')
-Books, i like fiction where they don't try so hard to sound clever. Fiction is good when you can paint it yourself.
-A New Pair of Silver Studs that won't go chat in the shower
-A modern history exam writing tips book
-New White Socks (size ten or thereabouts)
-Alcohol, Bacardi BacardiBacardi OR Absolut Pear
- calendar, toy story and a party hat (dw, someone is getting me those XD)
-Face Paint!!
Thats all I can think of for now. Hmm.
Anyway, Happy Hanuka
Kn'a'm Say'n'?
Peace

Dirty Deeds

DONE DIRT CHEAP!

So! Action packed times have come upon us. I have a million things to say so hopefully you won't get bored halfway through.

The other week I went on year 12 retreat for 3 days and my mind was in two places about it. One half of my mind was excited to get away from school work and family and just chill with friends and work through some of my worries.
The other half was skeptical as to wether or not there was going to be a lot of bitchiness and gossip flying around. As it turns out I had a really good time, I learnt that most of the people in my year are not at all what they seem, including a few of the teachers. I was in a group with mostly people who were practically strangers to me and getting to know them was a good process even though it was very emotionally draining. The food was disgusting but that's only to be expected.

The day after I got back, it was my Nan's 90th birthday. There was around 180 people there and I'm mildly jealous my nan has more friends than I do - hah. It was good to catch up with people I haven't seen in years and yeah.
After those festivities, Jess and I sped home to change and get ready for the Fall Out Boy concert. It was good stuff! They had sparks and lights and fireworks and flame throwers inside the Acer Arena which only made it about ten million times hotter. We danced the night away and I even got a battle wound from the mosh, which is pretty tiny but oh well!
The next day there was no time to rest because Jess and I were up bright and early for Soundwave music festival. It took us almost 4 hours to get in the effing venue but once we were in it was awesome! Highlights included : Alice in Chains, Nine Inch Nails, Billy Talent and Red Jumpsuit Apparatus. We went home sweaty, battered and gross - but happy.
The NEXT day was the school swimming carnival. My attendance was a feat of epic proportions - my body hurt so much and I didn't go in the pool at all - I had some pretty sick makeup on though so its all good.

Things I am Looking forward to:
My birthday is on the 6.3 which is next friday. I'll be 17, which in my opinion is a wierd age but nonetheless I'm excited. I'll post a wishlist in a few days.
Mardi Gras is the next night, me and some peeps are heading into the city to watch the parade and get crunk. If you want you should come and find me and we'll party all night long, wooooo. I don't think I'll be having a birthday party so party gras is my substitute. Buy me drinks please.
Also, give me costume suggestions - I don't know what to dress as

That's enough for now,
Peace