Day 5: A song to match your mood.
I don't really know how to do this... so I'll just post the song I'm listening to right now:
Everybody should buy this album. Go. Now.
Sunday, July 10, 2011
Friday, July 8, 2011
30 Day Challenge: Day Four
Day 4: Your parents.
Paul Joseph Wills and Helen Louise Wills (nee Saville). I should give credit to my grandparents Colin and Pam Wills, as well. They gave me the building blocks that my parents weren't able to, being so young.
Thursday, July 7, 2011
HOLIDAY MADNESS!!!1!!
Man, I dislike holidays. I'm bored. And the worst part? It's completely my fault. I was supposed to get vacation care work these holidays but I kinda-sorta-completely didn't hand in my resume to the lady who wanted me to work for her until after she'd completed rosters. Dumb. But at least I can't make the same mistake next holidays, she's already guaranteed me work. Meanwhile, I have to get through my (hopefully!) final pay-less vacation period. Boredom is not easily relieved when you can't spend any money.
I should hopefully finish Mel's birthday present today (only a couple of weeks late). I finished it, mostly, last night. It just needs to be framed now. I'd post pictures... but it's kinda terrible so I won't be doing it. That said, Mel will love it regardless or I will kick her in her ladyparts.
Other than that... I have no idea how I will fill my day :|
Mark called this morning. Over an hour late, but you know... not that I was waiting by the phone or anything... (I was). I kind of hate when he calls from Europe, because I feel like, what can I possibly say that will be interesting? "Oh, you saw the Crown Jewels in the Tower of London today? You met a bunch of (probably) cool people along the way? Had a pint with them? Awesome, I... played the Xbox... and... yeah, that's all I've got." Not that I'm jealous (I am). He'll be back in just over a week.
Boot camp is going well. By going well, I mean I am having difficulty raising my arms to a point where I can type this. And even though I've gotten fingers to keyboard, I'm suffering for it. 5 boot camps in (I've attended 4, oops) and after tomorrows session, I'll be at the halfway point. I love it and I love watching my body change shape but... ouch. That's all I can say about it. I would love to do it again some day... but probably not in the summer, since you're apparently forced to go in the water. IN THE OCEAN. WHERE THE SQUISHY CREATURES LIVE. And then role in the sand. The hell? You want me to pay for that? (I probably will).
I need to go find something to do that isn't Facebook stalking.
I should hopefully finish Mel's birthday present today (only a couple of weeks late). I finished it, mostly, last night. It just needs to be framed now. I'd post pictures... but it's kinda terrible so I won't be doing it. That said, Mel will love it regardless or I will kick her in her ladyparts.
Other than that... I have no idea how I will fill my day :|
Mark called this morning. Over an hour late, but you know... not that I was waiting by the phone or anything... (I was). I kind of hate when he calls from Europe, because I feel like, what can I possibly say that will be interesting? "Oh, you saw the Crown Jewels in the Tower of London today? You met a bunch of (probably) cool people along the way? Had a pint with them? Awesome, I... played the Xbox... and... yeah, that's all I've got." Not that I'm jealous (I am). He'll be back in just over a week.
Boot camp is going well. By going well, I mean I am having difficulty raising my arms to a point where I can type this. And even though I've gotten fingers to keyboard, I'm suffering for it. 5 boot camps in (I've attended 4, oops) and after tomorrows session, I'll be at the halfway point. I love it and I love watching my body change shape but... ouch. That's all I can say about it. I would love to do it again some day... but probably not in the summer, since you're apparently forced to go in the water. IN THE OCEAN. WHERE THE SQUISHY CREATURES LIVE. And then role in the sand. The hell? You want me to pay for that? (I probably will).
I need to go find something to do that isn't Facebook stalking.
Thursday, June 23, 2011
30 Day Challenge: Day Three
Day 3: Your first love.
Look away now, Mark. You may throw up a little in your mouth.
Monday, June 20, 2011
Happy birthday, me!
Today is my 25th birthday. Pretty fucking crazy. I've never really thought too much about my age. In fact, if I did, I'd usually push my age up to the next year to feel older. I think I can stop that now.
My birthday started with wine and 3 of my best friends as well as some pretty rad gifts - a new Pokeball for my keys and a handmade TARDIS iPad case. Yes, I am a gigantic nerd. I also got a phone call from Mark, who is right now midway through a trip through Europe. He sang happy birthday to me :D Best, best way to wake up on your birthday.
Tonight is laser tag and bowling with some of my best mates. This sounds like it may just be the bestest birthday I've ever had.
My birthday started with wine and 3 of my best friends as well as some pretty rad gifts - a new Pokeball for my keys and a handmade TARDIS iPad case. Yes, I am a gigantic nerd. I also got a phone call from Mark, who is right now midway through a trip through Europe. He sang happy birthday to me :D Best, best way to wake up on your birthday.
Tonight is laser tag and bowling with some of my best mates. This sounds like it may just be the bestest birthday I've ever had.
Sunday, June 19, 2011
30 Day Challenge: Day Two
Day 2: Meaning behind your blog name.
It's actually quite existential. It concerns my innate and basic need to shut the world out; my inability to let others in and yet ironically create a blog chronicling my innermost secrets for all to read...
Jokes. They're lyrics from a Lisa Mitchell song. I needed a title and that song was playing on my iTunes at the time. But hey, if you wanna go with the first meaning, feel free!
Friday, June 17, 2011
Nostalllllllllllllgia
So every now and then I skim back over my old blog posts. It's different every time I do it, obviously, because I get a little bit older and a little bit wiser (theoretically) every time so I get different things out of it.
What did I take away this time? Three years ago, when I started this blog, I was a much, much more emotional person. Judgements on this aside, I've definitely lost a lot of that (also, I've learnt to spell definitely, apparently). But man, I seemed so much happier back then. I was still in my puppy dog phase and everything in Newcastle was so much shinier. I'd just met Parkhill, I'd just met Mark, I'd just started uni and my new job. To be fair, those things all ended up shaping my life between then and now. I still adore the time I spend with Parkhill, even if there are only a few original members left. I'm still with Mark, even if we did spend a year apart. I'm still at uni, with no exit coming any time soon. I'm still in the same job and I love it (most days). By all rights - and my 2008-Beau's standards - I should be seeing everything as stale. Sure, every now and then I get itchy feet (especially around mid-semester) but all in all... I think I'm pretty fucking stoked with my life.
My point? I need to start expressing that more often. And right there, I think I've found my motivation to start blogging again. I need to be able to look back at experiences I go through every day, both good and bad, and feel the emotions I feel again and again. It's a good feeling. I'm happy but tend to forget that every now and then. My blog was the perfect outlet for Past Beau and it should be for Current Beau and Future Beau too.
So right now, I'm laying on the carpet of my incredibly cold house snuggled up to Yoshi in front of the heater. I'm happy. I'm chilled. I have some new (second-hand) clothes. I have wine. Yup, happy.
What did I take away this time? Three years ago, when I started this blog, I was a much, much more emotional person. Judgements on this aside, I've definitely lost a lot of that (also, I've learnt to spell definitely, apparently). But man, I seemed so much happier back then. I was still in my puppy dog phase and everything in Newcastle was so much shinier. I'd just met Parkhill, I'd just met Mark, I'd just started uni and my new job. To be fair, those things all ended up shaping my life between then and now. I still adore the time I spend with Parkhill, even if there are only a few original members left. I'm still with Mark, even if we did spend a year apart. I'm still at uni, with no exit coming any time soon. I'm still in the same job and I love it (most days). By all rights - and my 2008-Beau's standards - I should be seeing everything as stale. Sure, every now and then I get itchy feet (especially around mid-semester) but all in all... I think I'm pretty fucking stoked with my life.
My point? I need to start expressing that more often. And right there, I think I've found my motivation to start blogging again. I need to be able to look back at experiences I go through every day, both good and bad, and feel the emotions I feel again and again. It's a good feeling. I'm happy but tend to forget that every now and then. My blog was the perfect outlet for Past Beau and it should be for Current Beau and Future Beau too.
So right now, I'm laying on the carpet of my incredibly cold house snuggled up to Yoshi in front of the heater. I'm happy. I'm chilled. I have some new (second-hand) clothes. I have wine. Yup, happy.
=D
Yesterday was such a brilliant day. Well, not the part where I had to get up at 5 in the morning (Boot Camp has given me enough 5am starts!)... but it was totally worth it. I drove to Sydney to pick up Mark and Shaun from the airport, fresh from their 5 weeks in Europe. Third time I've driven Sydney! Okay, so all three times were ridiculously early but they still count as achievements! Both boys were zombified from the jet lag so I didn't get many stories from them - but hey, I had my Markus back.
Of course, work called just as I was getting back to Newcastle to tell me I had a lunch and team-building exercise later that day. So I had to drop Mark off and go straight to the Wetlands. I've been meaning to go there since I first moved to Newy... and what a way to see it for the first time. After lunch, the 8 of us too a segway tour through the wetlands. A chunky-fucking-arse bush segway. You don't even understand. I turned up not knowing what to expect and ended up fulfilling one of my life goals. Also, the Wetlands were pretty. Little chair in random spots, heaps of trails to walk, Aboriginal memorial points... it was a pretty rad place.
Then I got to see Mark again. Got my awesome birthday presents from him (a mug in the shape of a police box, some slippers in the shape of clogs (!), a wallet, a beanie and some European cologne. Fance.). Copious amount of smooches.
Now I'm at home with Mark, Mikey, Mel and Krispy, about to eat Mikey's delicious lasagne snacks and drink deliciously cheap wine.
Ahhhh.
Of course, work called just as I was getting back to Newcastle to tell me I had a lunch and team-building exercise later that day. So I had to drop Mark off and go straight to the Wetlands. I've been meaning to go there since I first moved to Newy... and what a way to see it for the first time. After lunch, the 8 of us too a segway tour through the wetlands. A chunky-fucking-arse bush segway. You don't even understand. I turned up not knowing what to expect and ended up fulfilling one of my life goals. Also, the Wetlands were pretty. Little chair in random spots, heaps of trails to walk, Aboriginal memorial points... it was a pretty rad place.
Then I got to see Mark again. Got my awesome birthday presents from him (a mug in the shape of a police box, some slippers in the shape of clogs (!), a wallet, a beanie and some European cologne. Fance.). Copious amount of smooches.
Now I'm at home with Mark, Mikey, Mel and Krispy, about to eat Mikey's delicious lasagne snacks and drink deliciously cheap wine.
Ahhhh.
30 Day Challenge: Day One
Day 1: Introduce, recent picture of yourself, 15 interesting facts
Hi, I'm Beau.
Hi, I'm Beau.
This is me. Drunkish.
15 interesting facts, huh?
- I'm 25 in a few days (eek!)
- I love my mum and beautiful sister (with 3 amazing kids of her own who I love dearly)
- I study (if you can call it that) primary school teaching at university
- I don't actually want to be a teacher
- I work in Out Of School Hours Care and have done for 5 years (!)
- I'm dating my ex-boyfriend
- I like comic books, sci-fi television, chocolate (Cadbury Snack wins), my electric blanket, Darby Raj and most of all, netball (playing, not watching)
- I lived in Japan for 4 months
- I have a serious caffeine addition. But I'm okay with it.
- I have 12 tattoos, 11 of which are secret (that's a lie, I just have 1 very public tattoo)
- I want to buy a plant. But it'll probably die like all my goldfish do.
- I once swam with a 300kg stingray
- I have a weird extended family - a monkey uncle, a crazy meemaw, a stuffed owl and a terracotta pig who loves to play hide-and-seek
- I used to have a Playstation but it caught on fire when I put a Hannah Montana DVD in it
- I have the bestest friends a kid could ask for (Parkhill shout-out)
Wednesday, June 15, 2011
Exermacise!
This morning, I turned up at the gym for my usual Wednesday morning pilates session. I waited expectantly as per usual for the class before to vacate the room. At this point, I usually start to look for our trainer but this morning, she was nowhere to be seen. Instead, there was a woman I'd never seen before waiting with us - a young, very muscular woman. When we finally get to enter the room, this muscular woman announces that in place of out usual pilates session, we will today be doing hot power yoga (without the hot). Without the hot?! Piss off, I sweated like I was doing real exercise! We had to do downward-facing dogs with one leg bend behind us while our hip flexors remained straight ahead (I don't actually know what any of that means, but I took a good guess and looked a little like what the instructor was doing)!
So now I'm a little sore. But it was, truth be told, actually really fun. To the point where, on the way out, I noticed a poster for a Power Yoga Boot Camp and very nearly signed myself up. It was at the same time as the beach bootcamp I'm signed up for in July though... and didn't want to risk killing myself in a painful and drawnout fashion. After all, I'm not the fittest Parkhillian and two simultaneous bootcamps are a bit of a risk :|
So now I'm a little sore. But it was, truth be told, actually really fun. To the point where, on the way out, I noticed a poster for a Power Yoga Boot Camp and very nearly signed myself up. It was at the same time as the beach bootcamp I'm signed up for in July though... and didn't want to risk killing myself in a painful and drawnout fashion. After all, I'm not the fittest Parkhillian and two simultaneous bootcamps are a bit of a risk :|
Tuesday, June 7, 2011
Exam time!
I'm sitting here, studying for an exam. Well, I'm blogging to distract myself from study. That seems to be my prime time for blogging - when I'm desperately avoiding doing something much more important.
I have my Sociology exam today. It's 145 til 345... and I kinda sorta completely accepted a shift at work starting at 3. Uh oh. Luckily, the exam is 50 multiple choice (or 'multiple guess', as Guy puts it) and nothing else. 50 multiple choice in an hour? Easy done... right? Work is only a 5 minute drive from uni... ugh. It's going to be close. But THAT'S how desperate I am for money at the moment. The family I babysit for got the flu for a couple of weeks so it's been a fortnight since I got that spare cash... very, very helpful spare cash.
It's holidays for me in... about a week. As of next Friday, I'm free until... 27th July? I think? No netball in that period (until August!) which sucks immense-sized balls - but Sarah and I have potentially enrolled in a 4-week boot camp on Merewether beach in that time. Wholey eff, what were we thinking. More on that as it occurs, if I can manage to lift my fingers to my keypad after that much exercise.
News other than that? Work is okay, I might be looking into working at a new OOSH in vacation time. Knees are still fragile as heck. I bought new clothes and they are sexy. I cut my hair a little too short. And I really need to do some more study. Less than 4 hours to go.
I have my Sociology exam today. It's 145 til 345... and I kinda sorta completely accepted a shift at work starting at 3. Uh oh. Luckily, the exam is 50 multiple choice (or 'multiple guess', as Guy puts it) and nothing else. 50 multiple choice in an hour? Easy done... right? Work is only a 5 minute drive from uni... ugh. It's going to be close. But THAT'S how desperate I am for money at the moment. The family I babysit for got the flu for a couple of weeks so it's been a fortnight since I got that spare cash... very, very helpful spare cash.
It's holidays for me in... about a week. As of next Friday, I'm free until... 27th July? I think? No netball in that period (until August!) which sucks immense-sized balls - but Sarah and I have potentially enrolled in a 4-week boot camp on Merewether beach in that time. Wholey eff, what were we thinking. More on that as it occurs, if I can manage to lift my fingers to my keypad after that much exercise.
News other than that? Work is okay, I might be looking into working at a new OOSH in vacation time. Knees are still fragile as heck. I bought new clothes and they are sexy. I cut my hair a little too short. And I really need to do some more study. Less than 4 hours to go.
Wednesday, May 11, 2011
Come along, Pond!
Pretty stoked with most of my life right now.
Yesterday I finally bought a car. Her name is Amelia Pond and she is a ginge. I probably didn't do my car-shopping in the best possible way. I made 3 or 4 phone calls and then grabbed the first car I test-drove. She's almost as old as me and an automatic (blurgh) but so far (in the one 15-minute drive I've had) she works just fine. Here's hoping the lovely bogan ladies who sold it to me are trustworthy, otherwise I'm screwed. So today will be full of boring insurance-buying and registration transferring - but hey, I have a car!
University? Welllll, I have two major assignments left, neither of which have been started. They're still a couple of weeks away though, so I should be fine... maybe... oh and that piece of shit Ab Studies assignment I was so embarrassed to have handed in? I got 60%. How the fuck that happened, I'm not entirely sure, considering that I didn't even do the large final part of the assignment. It was in my stupid tonsillitis period and I just didn't have it in me. I'll make up for it in the group task, though... probably.
Speaking of my stupid tonsils... they've flared up 4 times now since I got sick. Bloody hell. Even now as I typed, they're swollen and sore. Sooo I guess I'm going to have to head back to the doctors soon to talk to somebody about it. I'm afraid he's going to tell me that I have to get them out. A diet of ice cream and jelly aside, I just don't have time for that shite! I still have a few weeks until uni ends in which to get those assignments done and then it's exam period. I have an exam for every class this semester. Then I was hoping to get to Taree to go see Sandy and the kids and maybe pick up some vacation care work for some monies... where do I fit a hospital stay in there?!
In awesome news, Mark is... indescribably awesome. Again, I don't want to use this blog for gushing but man... he's just... =D. He's convinced me to try out for a NSW Men's Netball Team... if there's room on it... I guess I'll wait and see what happens there. I'm definitely not at State level just yet... but neither was Mark when he started. Hmm.
Oh! And yesterday I bought new flannel bedsheets and a rice cooker. Now, these items may seem stupidly small and irrelevant to the use of an exclamation mark but they're more than random purchases. They're a representation to me that I'm finally getting back on my feet. The last year has been kind of all over the place with different living locations, study habits, money issues... and the fact that I can buy these (along with Amelia Pond) just means that I'm finally getting some stability! Now if I can just pick up my uni habits and get back to my nerdy first-year, HD-achieving ways, I'll be set!
Yesterday I finally bought a car. Her name is Amelia Pond and she is a ginge. I probably didn't do my car-shopping in the best possible way. I made 3 or 4 phone calls and then grabbed the first car I test-drove. She's almost as old as me and an automatic (blurgh) but so far (in the one 15-minute drive I've had) she works just fine. Here's hoping the lovely bogan ladies who sold it to me are trustworthy, otherwise I'm screwed. So today will be full of boring insurance-buying and registration transferring - but hey, I have a car!
University? Welllll, I have two major assignments left, neither of which have been started. They're still a couple of weeks away though, so I should be fine... maybe... oh and that piece of shit Ab Studies assignment I was so embarrassed to have handed in? I got 60%. How the fuck that happened, I'm not entirely sure, considering that I didn't even do the large final part of the assignment. It was in my stupid tonsillitis period and I just didn't have it in me. I'll make up for it in the group task, though... probably.
Speaking of my stupid tonsils... they've flared up 4 times now since I got sick. Bloody hell. Even now as I typed, they're swollen and sore. Sooo I guess I'm going to have to head back to the doctors soon to talk to somebody about it. I'm afraid he's going to tell me that I have to get them out. A diet of ice cream and jelly aside, I just don't have time for that shite! I still have a few weeks until uni ends in which to get those assignments done and then it's exam period. I have an exam for every class this semester. Then I was hoping to get to Taree to go see Sandy and the kids and maybe pick up some vacation care work for some monies... where do I fit a hospital stay in there?!
In awesome news, Mark is... indescribably awesome. Again, I don't want to use this blog for gushing but man... he's just... =D. He's convinced me to try out for a NSW Men's Netball Team... if there's room on it... I guess I'll wait and see what happens there. I'm definitely not at State level just yet... but neither was Mark when he started. Hmm.
Oh! And yesterday I bought new flannel bedsheets and a rice cooker. Now, these items may seem stupidly small and irrelevant to the use of an exclamation mark but they're more than random purchases. They're a representation to me that I'm finally getting back on my feet. The last year has been kind of all over the place with different living locations, study habits, money issues... and the fact that I can buy these (along with Amelia Pond) just means that I'm finally getting some stability! Now if I can just pick up my uni habits and get back to my nerdy first-year, HD-achieving ways, I'll be set!
Sunday, April 24, 2011
I finally went to Sydney Wildlife World. Got a combined ticket with the aquarium. Turns out there's a reason I've never been to the Wildlife World - it's boring. Well. Not boring. But I definitely don't think it was worth the $50 for the combined ticket. That place is obsessed with crocodiles! Unfortunately, the highlight of the day was the a dugong deciding that it thought Wade was particularly sexy. A little girl passing by exclaimed that the dugongs belly button was visible... we all look... The bellybutton starts to extend... and before we know it, this disgusting, wiggling appendage with the ability to move on its own accord. It was unpleasant. That said, who doesn't enjoy a day trip to the city?
Doctor Who Season 6 premiered today! Simon and Chris are coming over to watch. There will be River song and pizza. Can't think of many better ways to spend a Sunday evening. Tomorrow I'm off to Sydney (again) to watch the netball championship!
Doctor Who Season 6 premiered today! Simon and Chris are coming over to watch. There will be River song and pizza. Can't think of many better ways to spend a Sunday evening. Tomorrow I'm off to Sydney (again) to watch the netball championship!
Friday, April 22, 2011
Tuesday, April 19, 2011
Ab Studies Essay...
So I somehow managed to leave out of my last post that I've been stupidly sick for... a month? Maybe more? I had tonsillitis first. That took forever to get ver because I wouldn't go to the doctors until the vomit couldn't pass my swollen throat. Nice and graphic for you. I finally got past that and immediately developed the flu. And while at the bad part of the flu, I took a 3-day trip to Melbourne - in a car - where is rained and made it even worse. So now I sit, a week and a bit post-Melbourne and I'm still coughing, annoying my fellow studiers in the university library.
That's why I'm blogging right now, to be honest - avoiding university work. I could say I've been too sick to blog lately, but that excuse is as weak as the one I've been using about being too sick to do my assignment until now. The one that was due at 5PM yesterday. I'm sure to start it any moment now...
It's not that bad an assignment. I'm just so anti-essay at the moment. I can't fucking bring myself to think about them until the last possible moment. Group work? That shit is fine, people rely on me. Tech projects? Awesome fun, that'll definitely get done on time. But 2000 word essays? Suck my delicious balls, university.
...I say that, but I'll be here working all day on it. You win, university. Please present your delicious balls for a victory ball-lick. Wow, I hope for their sake that no stranger is looking over my shoulder reading this. Only those who know me well should be exposed to my disgustingness.
So... Aboriginal Studies. Focus time.
I'll probably be back to blog again in a few hours.
That's why I'm blogging right now, to be honest - avoiding university work. I could say I've been too sick to blog lately, but that excuse is as weak as the one I've been using about being too sick to do my assignment until now. The one that was due at 5PM yesterday. I'm sure to start it any moment now...
It's not that bad an assignment. I'm just so anti-essay at the moment. I can't fucking bring myself to think about them until the last possible moment. Group work? That shit is fine, people rely on me. Tech projects? Awesome fun, that'll definitely get done on time. But 2000 word essays? Suck my delicious balls, university.
...I say that, but I'll be here working all day on it. You win, university. Please present your delicious balls for a victory ball-lick. Wow, I hope for their sake that no stranger is looking over my shoulder reading this. Only those who know me well should be exposed to my disgustingness.
So... Aboriginal Studies. Focus time.
I'll probably be back to blog again in a few hours.
Sunday, April 3, 2011
Let's try again, huh?
So let's try this blogging thing again, yeah? I've installed a new app on my iPad. The idea is that hopefully I'm going to start using my iPad for thing other than Plants Vs Zombies (ie for uni if I can get past my fear of looking like a complete wanker using it in class) and so this neat little app will be right there for me to use, too.
Life has thrown me a few second chances, of late. Mark and I are back together. It kind of came out of nowhere but everyone knows I never really managed to get over the guy. So when he tells me he's made a massive mistake... I didn't really have much choice, right? We had a year apart. Both of us experienced what life is like with other people and it turns out we both know we work best together. So it might not be the best decision I've ever made if you look at it from certain angles - which plenty of people have chosen to. Fact is, I'm in love with the guy. Yeah, he's plenty floored and has fucked me around in the past. But there is a lot of good in him too. Noone but me need to see that in order to justify my decision, though. I see who he really is and I love that guy, arsehole or not.
That all came out a little harsher than intended, but the it is.
I'm off to Melbourne for the second time this weekend to. Look out for blogging involving the insanity of a 15-hour cartrip with my fellow Parkhillians o.O
Now to focus all this second-chanceness on my university work. I'm already falling behind and losing motivation. I have to fix this shit. No more failing for Beau.
Life has thrown me a few second chances, of late. Mark and I are back together. It kind of came out of nowhere but everyone knows I never really managed to get over the guy. So when he tells me he's made a massive mistake... I didn't really have much choice, right? We had a year apart. Both of us experienced what life is like with other people and it turns out we both know we work best together. So it might not be the best decision I've ever made if you look at it from certain angles - which plenty of people have chosen to. Fact is, I'm in love with the guy. Yeah, he's plenty floored and has fucked me around in the past. But there is a lot of good in him too. Noone but me need to see that in order to justify my decision, though. I see who he really is and I love that guy, arsehole or not.
That all came out a little harsher than intended, but the it is.
I'm off to Melbourne for the second time this weekend to. Look out for blogging involving the insanity of a 15-hour cartrip with my fellow Parkhillians o.O
Now to focus all this second-chanceness on my university work. I'm already falling behind and losing motivation. I have to fix this shit. No more failing for Beau.
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