can you meet me halfway, right at the borderline is where i'm gonna wait.

so today was the day that i have been dreading for what seems to be ages, the first day of year 12. i know that i shouldn't say it like this but this is actually kind of the beginning of my future. fuck up year 12 and i've basically fucked up my life. well kind of...

my day seemed to be really boring, bludgey shit. except for english, sir always has endless useful rambles. which i always seem to be trying so hard to keep my eyes open. So apart from english, i was bored, as per usual.

so as i got home from eating a nice dinner that consisted of steak, chips, salad and a coke. i had a shower and immediately sat down, turned my msn on and took out my books from today. i then started to do work that wasn't necessary. which is kind of amazing, cause i'm a bit of a lazy bitch, which will appear in my yearly results that are coming out soon.

i hope i can keep this up, i tend to go hard for a few weeks then go back to being a lazy fker. lets just hope for the best aye?

oh and as a side note, as i was at the cooks hill hotel eating my dinner, i came across some things:
the stereotypes of the typical aussie bloke going for a beer at the pub with his mates after work and playing billiards really does sadly exist.
- they are loud, really loud.
not that i have anything against them, i'm just saying :]