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blah blah blah. i have decided i am not hardly interested, animated or enthusiastic to have a livejournal. however i will continue to keep it and update regularly, as i will demonstrate below, to punish you all for being yourselves and knowing me. i don't even know whether that made sense. i am a "cheap drunk" as ellthebell (aka shannon noll and gay sebastian) 's mum would say and as thingstodotoday (aka that fat girl) would say, i need to eat something before i drink, even if it is two glasses of wine. onwards with the update.
my weekend was good. on friday i went to rosie's party, where i was actually a really big bitch to a lot of people, notably that guy in the pirate suit, (sorry i am not good with names), you know... gabe's neighbour, catherine and rosie. sorry you guys! mega sleep withdrawal. it wasn't personal, i just wasn't in a partay mood so i was blunt and rude. hope youse bitchez don't hate me, even thought like 2 out of those 3 people probably wont even read this... which two!? how mysterious.
on saturday i worked and then walked around glebe markets with emma and talked to ryan about nothing much at all while he was eating his compulsory post-work-kebab. i then went home and pretended to work on art for about ten minutes and went baby-sitting, which was fucking awsome!! the kids i babysit are soooo eccentric. they are also actually funny, like not in that "oh, how cute you are younger than me" kind of funny but actually very funny. then on sunday i went shopping with mammy, emma came over for lunch, we won indoor soccer and then bumped into sam at hornsby station (DO NOT ask me why he was there) and went to a park, for the last smoke i will have in 5 months.
what happened to chris's lj? it's like crossed out or something. is it like in the forgotten where we are going to be told it enver actually existed and then find out that it was all some government-alien conspiracy and end up having s.e.x. with some guy who also lost his... live journal.
today was monday week a. which meant first period was filled with the high-pitched, prone to many testy-pops, screeching voice of ms island and the sound of her arm skin moving through the air after she has stopped moving. then english. drama which was kinda gay and lame due to the fact that our play is royally fucked and then maths which was fun. i had "early leave" which i promised dad i would study for art with but i actually just sat and read my book in the library until almost 3 when evan came and met me. we went to rock park, which does actually have a real name. for some reason though whenever i am with evan bogans or hobos or drunks come up to us and try to start a conversation. these type of people do not ever acknowledge my existance unless i am with him. craxy to le maxy. anyway this guy comes up to us asking for a lighter and then goes on to say there is a hole in the fence and that he used to be young once.
wow. this is liek, you know, liek the longest fucking update, i have liek, ever liek written, you know? lolz.
love and kisses... anthony callea (is that how you spell it?)