Unaccustomed to such violence.
Alana's par-tay was rather amusing... though right now I can't seem to remember much (not because I was TOTALLY WASTED; I wasn't. But my memory's been so shocking lately.) I'm glad Raja showed up with his two other nice boys (even nice enough to share their jamaican rum with me!) and Caspian was being a rather lovable bogan, rolling all over the place... and Stephanie and me are twins because we both have the same sort of purse. Pretty cool evening all in all... but I did get lost briefly walking home singing Haemoglobin to myself... and my pretty shoes certainly don't look pretty anymore.
I went into school today to get my clearance form signed by a few more of my teachers... and I could not find Roger anywhere! Damn tricky Roger, I bet he thinks he's too cool and exclusive to hang out with the rest of the teachers in the staffroom... oh but I did have a nice talk with my maths teacher about the whole missing-the-maths-exam catastrophe and the strange mechanics of my mind and how it wasn't totally improbable that I wouldn't sleep through an important exam... I think she seemed a bit besotted that I can, in fact, talk. And talk about quite a lot of nothing when prompted.
Felix is asleep on my lap twitching... aww I wonder what cats dream about...