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Dust was really good. I love the history (future) that they invented for it.
Afterwards, me and Nay kidnapped Matt from his house, went to McDonalds (2nd time today for me... foul, just foul, I am a fat disguisting pig and am surely destined for a pre-40 heartattack death), then to a park, where we climbed some stairs, ate the vegetation and watched Nay run through the sprinklers (50c Challenge).
THEN, on our way back, we went to a phone booth near Matt's house and rang Luke! How hardcore are WE!? Yeah, that's right, we did it just for the thrill of it! WE'RE CRAZY! WHO KNOWS WHAT WE'LL DO NEXT?!?!
Then, just to prove that we were the King and Queen of hardcore (FWY SISTA!), Nay and I went on a Perth-wide criminal rampage, from Leederville to South Perth! HARDCORE!!!
Hardcore. Fucking hardcore.
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I'm 21. I'm too old for this. I should actually be spending my days with a cup of hot cocoa, wearing old-people diapers. It's all fun and games until somebody loses an eye.
Or bladder control.
Whichever comes first.
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I'm feeling a lot better, I think that I am officially recovered as of tonight. Watching Donnie Darko last night was exactly what I needed. And then today I woke up monstruosly late, spent an hour in Elizabeth's, just browsing, and I didn't buy anything. That's a huge step for me.
I was pondering buying a $15 dollar George Washington biography. It's not one of those newfangled "historical fiction/romance/biographies", but an actual scholarly work of high standard. And it had lots of cool maps! But, they only had the first volume, and that was unacceptable. As interested as I may be in the early years of George Washington's life (formative as they must have been), I couldn't stop there, I'd need to know how the story ended - whether the Americans won the Revolution or not. It's funny how there's actually incredibly little information on Washington's early years. It kinda makes you you think whether he had a dark past that he kept well hidden.
Oh, nerds of the world, how I am one of you.
Then there were some french novels (in FRENCH!) that gave me a buzz because I could understand the first sentence in most of them. In my room, I have Voltaire's Candide and Le Petit Prince in French that I haven't read yet (mostly because I'm scared that I won't be able to read them without going for the 'ctionary every 2 words), so I think that before I get any more French books, I should read those. Granted, together they're barely 200 pages long, but still.
They didn't have The Picture of Dorian Gray.
Afterwards, me and Nay kidnapped Matt from his house, went to McDonalds (2nd time today for me... foul, just foul, I am a fat disguisting pig and am surely destined for a pre-40 heartattack death), then to a park, where we climbed some stairs, ate the vegetation and watched Nay run through the sprinklers (50c Challenge).
THEN, on our way back, we went to a phone booth near Matt's house and rang Luke! How hardcore are WE!? Yeah, that's right, we did it just for the thrill of it! WE'RE CRAZY! WHO KNOWS WHAT WE'LL DO NEXT?!?!
Then, just to prove that we were the King and Queen of hardcore (FWY SISTA!), Nay and I went on a Perth-wide criminal rampage, from Leederville to South Perth! HARDCORE!!!
Hardcore. Fucking hardcore.
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I'm 21. I'm too old for this. I should actually be spending my days with a cup of hot cocoa, wearing old-people diapers. It's all fun and games until somebody loses an eye.
Or bladder control.
Whichever comes first.
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I'm feeling a lot better, I think that I am officially recovered as of tonight. Watching Donnie Darko last night was exactly what I needed. And then today I woke up monstruosly late, spent an hour in Elizabeth's, just browsing, and I didn't buy anything. That's a huge step for me.
I was pondering buying a $15 dollar George Washington biography. It's not one of those newfangled "historical fiction/romance/biographies", but an actual scholarly work of high standard. And it had lots of cool maps! But, they only had the first volume, and that was unacceptable. As interested as I may be in the early years of George Washington's life (formative as they must have been), I couldn't stop there, I'd need to know how the story ended - whether the Americans won the Revolution or not. It's funny how there's actually incredibly little information on Washington's early years. It kinda makes you you think whether he had a dark past that he kept well hidden.
Oh, nerds of the world, how I am one of you.
Then there were some french novels (in FRENCH!) that gave me a buzz because I could understand the first sentence in most of them. In my room, I have Voltaire's Candide and Le Petit Prince in French that I haven't read yet (mostly because I'm scared that I won't be able to read them without going for the 'ctionary every 2 words), so I think that before I get any more French books, I should read those. Granted, together they're barely 200 pages long, but still.
They didn't have The Picture of Dorian Gray.