If We Could Party All Night, And Sleep All Day.

“Mum, my throat feels like shit. Like, really shit”
“Yeah, don’t worry. It’ll only last the morning. Maybe you smoke too much :P”
“Whatever! You smoke too much!”
We both laugh, unaware.

I’m currently in ITA again, sitting and watching time fly by. It’s 9:23am and I have an hour and 7 minutes left to kill. We’re doing a practice SAC at the moment, but it seems like I don’t have to do anything at all. The whole practice SAC has been done for us.

OMG WTHECK, some guy across the room is Google-ing whaling and all I can see are horrid photographs of dead whales.

I’m actually excited for year 12 next year ever since I cut chemistry from my subject list. It’s approximately an odd 14-15 months until school is over! Last Thursday, I approached mum with my subject selection form and the first thing she said was “Why’re you doing chemistry? I thought you hated it.” And in fact, I do. “I really bloody do.” I told her, “Why don’t you change it then? To literature, I love literature.”
I really wanted to bear-hug her right there and then.

“Hey mum, the red cardigan looks really nice.”
“Yeah, hope you don’t mind, it’s yours!”
And that’s what I get for borrowing her clothes.

"If we could party all night and sleep all day, and throw all of our problems away, my life would be eeeaaasssyyy!"