Will it change your life, if I change my mind?

Wow! The inspiration! I feel it running through my veins. I just got laughed at because of something I did last year. Oh wow, how lame I feel. But on to better and more wonderful topics. Check out this website right here “http://labs.ideeinc.com/multicolr“. It is amazing. Its like a colour concentrated flickr page. Just looking at all the thumbnail images is breathtaking.

Over the weekend I went out both nights, Saturday and Sunday that is. On Saturday I went up to Kara’s house for a get together. Yes, I drank, no, I did not smoke. The night was brilliant, and Kara’s dad cooks the best midnight stir-fry. It tasted like heaven. On sunday morning I woke up sore. My sholders were killing me and so were my legs. I spent the rest of the day bumming around, doing homework and then dad and mum decide to go to the Tonsley. Kill me! I just put my jeans in the wash and I had no make-up on, my hair was a mess. Oh! Jess, we’re leaving in 10 minutes. Great, thanks, yeah right. Seriously I was so anxious when I got to the pub, I could have sworn people thought I was on something. I did my make-up in the car with the mirror on my shine, gosh, what would I do without that phone? I ran into the loo’s there and didn’t come out for a good 10 minutes. Then we went to visit nunnu and nunna and I watched the final dancing with the stars. I haven’t watched a whole episode of reality tv this whole year, and it wasn’t gonna start there. The only shows I have watched in full are True Blood, and some episodes of Supernatural.

Today was fantastic and in its own way terrible. News spread about Saturday night so quickly, someone told Mitch I had smoked and I almost got angry. Anyways, I pulled through in English Lit and Maths. After lunch I got hit in the face with a frisbee. Oh, and we watched more scenes from Muriel’s Wedding in English Film. Tacky 90s crap. I’m starting to love it. Did I mention I love Facebook. I love the internet in general. I love remembering people. I’m in a good mood.

Anyway, I have to jump too it. Dad thinks I’m asleep. I won’t be able to get to sleep for a couple of hours now. Lets see what Deception holds in its old and yellowed pages then shall we? Oh and my year 12 jumper nickname is JuiceCup. Long story.

Over and out.