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Mine involves never having to wear this uniform or go to school again, and the best part is I only have ten days until it becomes reality. I had my fourth exam out of seven today, Modern History. I am so sick of world wars and South Africa you have no idea. Coming up I have History Extension, which in retrospect was an incredibly poor choice since you practically have to be a historian to do well in it, Society & Culture which is easy and Textiles which is a total joke.

So yeah, past halfway. I can't wait for it to be over. If your schoolgirl fantasy has less to do with high school being over and more to do with bending a high school girl over, please enjoy my uniform:

Everyone pretty much hates it when you have to wear it five days a week but once it's over you kind of start to understand how fantastically retro it is. It's also useful when dressing up as a pink nurse. Unrelated: I can do this with my tongue.

Jealous, no? Right, and now I have to apologise for the shitty quality of these photos. My camera is screwed. It was in the bottom of my bag and my drink leaked, and that isn't covered by the warranty. I only bought it in August, and I've already managed to ruin it. Six hundred dollars down the drain, for an unemployed girlie. Kind of sucks. I also crashed my car into my own garage but that's a whole nother story I really can't be bothered getting into right now.

In conclusion: I should not be allowed nice things.

So, for Halloween I have pretty much no pictures since I'm the one with the camera obsession among my friends. I had a group of friends round on the Friday for a little shindig before we headed into the city since it was my boy's 19th (I got him a nose stud and ring, a pair of undies and a purple strap-on, teehee. I've never actually bought anything from a sex shop apart from amyl before so it was a bit exciting). There was quite an impressive line of bottles left along the couch, for such a small party.

So yeah after my party we headed into the city to my favourite place ever and the only club/pub/whatever it is I ever seem to go to, the Abercrombie for Purple Sneakers. The boy and I were on ills and shroomies, and it was pleasant. I definitely lived up to my costume. I don't really have any photos of it, but you can kind of see it in these shitty phone pics my lovely friend Jeff took at Sneakers. I made it myself, out of silver lame with a clear PVC overlay and straps, with a little black collar and something that vaguely resembled retarded Star Trek insignia.

How good are the glow-stick ears? They excite me greatly.

I think that's all from me nowlike. I'm thinking of doing a video soonish, maybe if I get some stuff to talk about or some questions or something since I'm naturally horrendously awkward and socially retarded.

Anyway, peace.