i keep having the wierdest dreams;
they are so abstract and unbelievable, yet they feel so real and sometimes i wake up crying.
i think its just my overactive imagination again;
it tends to make me do things like this, that or the fact my subconscious is trying to tell me something.
who knows.
melanie sent me a strangely intuitive text today; it scares me sometimes how perceptive she can be.
maybe she's a secret agent, sent from another planet to scare people into compliance.
anyone who walks behind hungry jacks; is just wierd
Having a license sucks
Friend 1: 'oh man i have gumnuts in my bra'
Me: 'melanie why the hell do you have gumnuts in your bra?'
Friend 1: 'aidan'
Me: 'aidan?'
Friend 1: 'he's immature and threw them into my shirt'
This was the conversation I shared with my darling friend 1 aka melanie earlier this evening, and it got me thinking. Why are boys so obsessed with breasts?
I dont really see what the fascination is, but i suppose whatever tickles your fancy right?
On a yummier note, mum has bought the ice tea making stuff; which is oh so good and refreshing. I have been making glass after glass of the stuff. I cant wait for summer to come where i can drink it by the gallon because it is so hot. I think this summer i shall make ice tea icypoles.
Also exam block starts on Monday; in an ideal world i would spend this entire weekend studying. But alas the world is not ideal, so i'm going out to Ipswich for the day tomorrow to drive my brother to basketball and then I'm going to west end at 6 on sunday to take him to rowing.
Me: 'melanie why the hell do you have gumnuts in your bra?'
Friend 1: 'aidan'
Me: 'aidan?'
Friend 1: 'he's immature and threw them into my shirt'
This was the conversation I shared with my darling friend 1 aka melanie earlier this evening, and it got me thinking. Why are boys so obsessed with breasts?
I dont really see what the fascination is, but i suppose whatever tickles your fancy right?
On a yummier note, mum has bought the ice tea making stuff; which is oh so good and refreshing. I have been making glass after glass of the stuff. I cant wait for summer to come where i can drink it by the gallon because it is so hot. I think this summer i shall make ice tea icypoles.
Also exam block starts on Monday; in an ideal world i would spend this entire weekend studying. But alas the world is not ideal, so i'm going out to Ipswich for the day tomorrow to drive my brother to basketball and then I'm going to west end at 6 on sunday to take him to rowing.
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