Kudos to those ppl smoking dope rather conspicuously out the front of my work tonight. They really knew how to stick it to the man... except for when they realised the projectionist and I were there as I casually locked the door behind them... then they fled the scene... he he he... It's fun to be scary in a blue uniform (even if it's not a police
Sooo drunk... cat loves me though... vex drunk....
Hiccupping drunk.... i wanna move outta newcastle... i hate it's constriction.... overseas again maybe... fuck newcastle uni & its hyppocracy.... Fuck the bitches from it...
Just no-more Dina & Chris scenarious ok? No more deaths...
Hooray 4 4am.... Overseas a definite possibibility....
It's amazing how when you actually get a tutor that clicks- I actually wanna do the work for them and ir becomes so much more interesting... I actually might enjoy uni this semester
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I find it weird when you fight with someone and afterwards you don't feel remorse... cos you actually meant what you said. Then I feel remorseful that I don't feel remorse for fighting with them and actually saying what I believe...