yesterday dont matter, or so it seems.
what an eventful week or so. there's so much shit going on, i really dont know where to start, or maybe i'll start by saying my panics gig was nearly ruined by a girl so fat and obknxious that i nicknamed her 'the malignant blorb'. anyhow, the weekend was one of the best i've ever had, including a night which didn't involve over excessive alcohol consumption(i know, fucking wierd). friday night was by far the better of nights, even though i drove. i saw some bands play, saw mates and most importantly hung out with my future house mates.yes thats right, im finally moving out(well within the next six weeks or so). but yeah i had a rad time getting hate sexed(or party-boy'd) by shev and katie, and there was also a very cool, yet gay group hug moment. but yeah im thouroughly excited about being able to walk home from the scotto and ride the 'road chief' around to everyone that lives in the surrounding area's ie liam&ry/rizz&sam&esther/sosse/bianca etc. fuck, im just so damn excited. on other news i had my mid semester review today and it went quite well as i wasnt stabbed or crucified over my work. this is a good thing and i feel like a celebratory beer or icecream. my birthday is in a few weeks and my mum and dad are thinking about getting me a new camera which would be ace, but there are so many other things that i need... i wish i wasnt a libran and could make easy decisions etc. but yes i am tired as a motherfucka right now, but incredibly happy.