Quite literally, the hole in my chest from Australia's loss hasn't healed, which is weird, I've never really been affected by sport like that... ever.
Anyway, more about the game and my point of view here: (x)
So I got to school and I typed that up at school, at this point I can hardly keep my eyes open, since the soccer game ended at 2:30am. I fucking regret it so much. It would've saved the hole in my heart anyway.
So I go to drama and it's unorganized as usual. The cast needed someone to do lighting, which involved me dragging a little slider up and down at the right time, which really was boring and only made me tireder.
But easy job I suppose, I kept daydreaming which only made me more upset.
Then we had German, normally I would be like:
But I was tired as fuck, so even now I'm like:
We did something important but I wasn't really in the mind set and I'll have to catch up.. I was out of it today..
THEN LUNCH CAME.
Oh fucking hold me back, fucking lunch. Tylah and Katie come up to me to talk.
Introduction time.
Tylah and Katie, literally my two best friends at my school. They're awesome, nerdy and I can be myself around them without being judged. We've decided to call our little group the KIT Trio.
Anyway.
So we chat about SupaNova and Tylah is coming with me with a possible Katie, but it's edging closer and I don't think she'll end up coming. Then Ben comes up to us.
SECOND introduction time.
Ben, 15. Fat, also known as 'Boobs' or 'Boobies', seemingly pregnant.... if he wasn't a male.
Anyway.
He likes Katie and it's really easy to tell, he starts flirting with her and me and Tylah exchange weird looks because Katie can do so much better than Ben. Then Maryanne storms off and I see Lockie all upset and mad. (You remember Maryanne and her prickass boyfriend? Yup, here they are.) I ask Katie and Tylah and they tell me that Lockie had a smoke in the morning. Lockie used to smoke so it didn't really get me surprised or anything but Maryanne carries on, walking by and acting all horrible. Then Tylah comes out and tells me exactly what I was thinking.
Maryanne only dates Lockie because she's afraid of being alone, she often calls me 'the girl that'll end up dying alone with ten thousand cats'.
So we head to S+E which blurs by because we're watching a movie as we'll probably do until the end of term. Then I walk to Maths and I see Maryanne talking to Jasmine.
THIRD introduction time.
(Aren't you special?)
Jasmine, Maryanne's 'best-friend', the pair together end up being a less bitchy version of Phoebe and Raychel, She's a whore, she's acting like she's so much better than everyone else and I really wish she'd just stop, it's really not getting her anywhere. She dumps one guy to go out with another about a day or two later.
Anyway.
I see Jasmine looking upset and naturally, my pure oh-so-caring heart pops up and I ask what's wrong, Maryanne tells me that she has a heart tumor... So I stand there in a bit of shock for a little bit.
But then I put two and two together. The fucking bitch is putting it on. She's putting it on to make Lockie feel bad, she tells me that she might not make it to year 12 if she doesn't get this apparent surgery in two months time. I use my acting skills to look upset despite what I already know, I manage to sleep through the rest of Maths since I was falling asleep in S+E.
REWIND.
Hah! Bet you didn't think that there'd be one, did you? Nope, there's one. My grandpa used to smoke and left us in 2009. He had lung cancer, and a brain tumor. So my already low respect for Maryanne sinks quicker than a drunken whore on an American jock. Tumors and cancers are a soft spot for me since most of my older family have seemed to leave us in that way.
BACK TO THE STORY.
I was smoldering at her for the rest of the day, I tell Tylah and Katie the new news and they put up a good point, if she had a heart tumor, why is the surgery so far away? They'd try and get it out as soon as they could, not just wait two months for it to grow.
We had English, we had to read and I was sitting next to Lilith.
FOURTH introduction.
(Lucky)
Lilith, a childhood friend. She went to my Primary school and she's pretty awesome, she's into bands, we used to argue over which side of the ruler you could use...
Anyway.
We were reading and she was down so I muck around with her a bit, asking her if she wanted to read band-reader inserts of five seconds of summer, she eventually cheers up. She laughs when I cross my legs over the chair and read like that, I had chosen a book that I had started reading last session but I couldn't take it out because it's senior fiction. Then we head to the IT room to do our song projects for English. (I'm doing Schwarz zu Blau // Peter Fox. One of my favourites at the moment.) And then it's home time before I realize it.
I follow Lilith around and make more My Chemical Romance jokes before I start walking off to come home.
Now you see me at the present time.. my head hurts, my ears are ringing.. why? I also have hockey in 45 minutes.. I'm not going for the full an hour and a half. Fuck that, I'm training Kallum before going home.
REWIND.
My hockey games are on Sundays but since SupaNova is on Saturday and Sunday and I have an audition on Saturday, I'm going on Sunday, since I'm goalie, it's my responsibility to train up the reserve goalie, which is Kallum. AND while I'm here, I might as well introduce Kallum.
Kallum is a Primary school friend, he was head boy at the Primary school, he joined hockey two, three years ago and now plays on the same team as I do. He's fucking tall.
BACK TO THE STORY.
Yeah, okay, so there's not much of a story to get back to, I've pretty much told all my news or as I've been doing these past blog posts, I'll probably say that we're good before publishing this and remembering something important or funny I could've added.
On that note, Emma said that she liked reading my blogs... it's literally my thoughts into words.
So I don't blame you if you just 'WTF' at it.
Friday.. 14 days until Eva comes.
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