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day whatever i'm up to.
exhausted. not into smses late at night from friends. like at 2.30am i don't need an sms unless its amazing. or at least funny. had 3 chais at a minor place on the way to work. my car floor will become a pile of upngo n paperchaicups.
can't find the kid i lent my humanities text book to. dealt with bitchy girls in period 3 who had shorts so short i could see their butts when they bent over. the maori girl with the hibiscus behind her ear turned out to love metal. the small year 9 class is a great group. one really loud boy dominates but he's kinda dopey, reckons you can't live without eating meat. wanted to know more about my natio. finally had the year 11s. most of the class are guys and they're so big. asked what kind of car i drove. will be interesting to see how it goes. they all just want to cook. my 7/8 history have kids from a mini 12years to 15yo. one kid has tourettes. one girl is a suck. two boys cracked cos i wouldn't let them listen to their ipods. i have no idea about ancient history (yawnnnnn) and have no idea about classes. oh well.
saturday a high school friend gets her cast off (she was in a car accident) and there's drinks at the long room which has a hair straightener in the toilets that drunken girls burn themselves with. i want to hide in the toilets and take photos. but i'm also meant to be at my amazing friend mark's going away drinks at robot bar. and i really want that apple mint cocktail again. either way, its a heels and dress saturday night and i'm looking forward to talking shit and not boring people with school stories. the high school girls always play stupid pick up games so if you're bored and not fussy, come down. the first girl to mack onto 3 guys has the other girls buy them drinks. apparently. i just want to see face burns.
exhausted. not into smses late at night from friends. like at 2.30am i don't need an sms unless its amazing. or at least funny. had 3 chais at a minor place on the way to work. my car floor will become a pile of upngo n paperchaicups.
can't find the kid i lent my humanities text book to. dealt with bitchy girls in period 3 who had shorts so short i could see their butts when they bent over. the maori girl with the hibiscus behind her ear turned out to love metal. the small year 9 class is a great group. one really loud boy dominates but he's kinda dopey, reckons you can't live without eating meat. wanted to know more about my natio. finally had the year 11s. most of the class are guys and they're so big. asked what kind of car i drove. will be interesting to see how it goes. they all just want to cook. my 7/8 history have kids from a mini 12years to 15yo. one kid has tourettes. one girl is a suck. two boys cracked cos i wouldn't let them listen to their ipods. i have no idea about ancient history (yawnnnnn) and have no idea about classes. oh well.
saturday a high school friend gets her cast off (she was in a car accident) and there's drinks at the long room which has a hair straightener in the toilets that drunken girls burn themselves with. i want to hide in the toilets and take photos. but i'm also meant to be at my amazing friend mark's going away drinks at robot bar. and i really want that apple mint cocktail again. either way, its a heels and dress saturday night and i'm looking forward to talking shit and not boring people with school stories. the high school girls always play stupid pick up games so if you're bored and not fussy, come down. the first girl to mack onto 3 guys has the other girls buy them drinks. apparently. i just want to see face burns.