Placement Test? Or something more sinister?

OMG OMG OMG

Next friggin Wednesday? How the hell? I'm not a friggin superhero. I actually have a life (sorta) and I'd rather NOT spend the long weekend studying for an exam I'm most likely going to fail.

Stupid maths.
Stupid, stupid, stupid.

But atleast Taz will be a good way to end the year - after all the exams we're going to have it might possibly make up for them.

Then again, it could be majorly boring and a waste of $740.
That chocolate better be good. GROUP B - WOOO!

Ok so. Back to studying. Not.

Flowers and Honey - Make Life Taste Yummy

I'm TRYING to upload music onto this blog. But whenever I think I might be able to and I can't I just get angrier and angrier.

And right now, the only thing between throwing my laptop across the room and FINALLY getting some music is a one stupid link.

And please excuse the random title as I've been eating a bowl of full on sugar for the last hour. Hyper much? No. Yes.

AND OMG. Ok so, me and Ali (Alison, year 8 - catches my bus) were bored today cause school finished early. So we caught the train to Watsonia from Heidelberg and got some chips.
Then we decided to go to Macleod and spin around in that funny green round thing in the park.
We felt sick after a while so we went close to Macleaod College and sat at a bence.
Those guys from our school who smoke were smoking there (no surprise) and they were filling up water bombs.
We were frigging boiling and wished they'd throw them at us so we could cool down. Then they saw us and actually DID.
It was actually fun untill we got bored and left and they threw them at Ali's head. So we ditched and went to the train station so she could catch her train and I'd just walk home when she left.
This messed up random fatty was across the other side of the stationand he started chucking bins all the way over to our side and onto the tracks. He kept swearing at train drivers nad other staff and it started getting scary. But still funneh.
Then he was throwing rubbish at people and calling them arseholes. Then looked at us for support and we were freaked out so we just nodded. He kept doing it for like, half an hour and we missed 3 trains cause we just wanted to stay and watch.
After a while of crazy abuse from this guy, on of the staff peoples made an announcement saying the police were coming.
A year 11 from our school quickly went on the tracks and pulled up all the bins so the train wouldn't hit them.
Then the police came and took the guy away and locked him in the back of their van.
We heard them talking to a few other people who had seen what happened and they said that the guy is always there.
By then we were laughing out heads off.
While we were waiting for the next train we saw Joe and we like ran up to him.
He's our witness but he only saw the cops and the bins and stuff.
I took photos but not of the crazy guy cause we were freaked out he'd start throwing bins at us.
Ill upload them tomoz or something.

Anyway. About the music upload thingy.
Any tips?

- Steph.

The End.

LAST DAY OF THE HOLIDAYS!
Noooooooo

I dun wanna go to school. Ima be so sad :(
I did hardly anything these holidays, I spent hours on the comp each day cause I woke up at 12pm and couldn't be bothered organising anything.

Anyway. I have NO IDEA what homework I have. Possibly something in cooking. Possibly something in English, and I'm sure I should have started collecting those newspaper articles for Geography.

But oh well.
Steph.

Day 2: Wish I was home alone.

I hate Thursdays.
Like, alot.
Mum had to go to work so everyone's cleaning and I'm here typing up all this crap.
But I would rather do this that clean.

Darkzone, or shopping?
Hmm...

Maybe I'll just stay home? Cause after my post yesterday people came over or dinner and stayed REALLY late, and I was so tired I woke up 5 minutes ago and it's now 12.00pm

It's a nice day though, I could go for a walk instead.
Besides I have nothing to wear and all my clothes are dirty, so I can't be bothered cleaning anything to go to a place I've already been to.

The End.
I hate Thursdays.

Steph.