Go back through your archives and post the first sentence or two of the first posting in each month.

Coz I'm cool, I post the first paragraph of each month. Harhar.

January: Dad sucks and won't let me stay up till midnight on Ignition.

February: Yesterday was the hottest Wellington summer day I can remember. (Granted my memory is shit.) So what ( Read more... )

...winter to spring... This is what I sang during meningococcal. It hurts. I hope it won't be all agonizing and crap during netball tomorrow, it's our last game of the season and even though it's meant to be just a fun one according to our slacker coaches, it's against Queen Margaret's and WE HAVE TO BEAT THEM ( Read more... )

When it rains, and rains hard, there is a puddle directly in front of the school library steps that is so wide and deep that I have taken to calling it the uberpuddle.

I rather enjoy jumping in this uberpuddle. Even if there are other people around.

Me: *splash!*
Flock: "Omigod!" *wet*
Wet and Disgruntled: "Fucking BITCH!!" (or words to that ( Read more... )