Today. i walked to school in the rain, had crispy chicken rice at chatter box. Stopped at bodyshop to get soap. Had a cat nap. Caught “The Inside Man” at the movies. Waited for the tram..but there was none cause it was late. Took the taxi home cause i was scared to walk.

Now im..chatting, listening to my sisters bitch from the living room, ive got Bob Sinclar’s Not too shabby on at the same time but not quite listening to it.

ive got a headache. i need panadol. stupid rain. stupid weather. melbourne’s misbehaving again.

The Inside man didn’t live up to my expectations. So dont let the trailer fool you. Jadie Foster was annoying. Everytime she came on the screen i felt like pulling her pony tail to her death. It’s the headache talking.

Bitch. Get your own friends. Get invited to your own parties. Get lost. We’re too busy for your childish antics. As much as YOU would like to think that this is my headache talking…..its not.

kiss me.