Golly gee, is it that time already? I feel like I should throw a tantrum today, declaring I don’t want to go back to school already. I’m having too much fun. And by fun I mean more hangovers these holidays than I’ve had in the entire year, which means I have reverted to judging a holiday’s success by a measurement I haven’t used since university. I finished exactly one novel, Cloudstreet, which is what I started last holidays. I am an overachiever.
I will now proceed to spend the evening divided between the internet and TV, in a thinly veiled plot to avoid whatever scraps of schoolwork I brought home to work on over the holidays. Out of the two lessons I start with tomorrow, one of them will have a video to watch. The other class will have to listen to Miss’s favourite drinking stories, or something.
I’m wondering whether it’s worth pointing out how hideously cheery I am at the moment, and have been all week. I realise the closer I get to Start o’clock on Monday, the less cheery I will feel, but until then, I will continue to have a ridiculous smile on my face and pretend the reason I am tired is because I am coming down with a cold.
gallivanting towards the grindstone
Sunday, 8 October, 2006 by dani
When everything feels far to onerous and you find yourself shrinking away from the suns warming rays. when your cash has mysteriously vanished and u have a vague recolection of picking up a stomache virus, speech impediment and inner ear infection all at once the night before. This is a sure sign that you did indeed have alot of fun. Now why you would put the pursuit of alcoholism…i mean fun, on a lesser pedistal than say finishing a novel is completly beyond me. Party on Wayne.
Would you like me to correct your spelling errors, Mr Journalism major?
I can’t believe you just combined the worlds of DMack with WoW. I also can’t believe you just sullied my blog with a WoW link.
Party on Garth.
Im not gong to pratend to be oble to speell to an kind of aqueduct livel. I also don’t take much care with anything i write, i aim for volume rather than quality…is that 1000 words yet? damn going to need a bigger title page.
And let me adjust that margin width.
Would it surprise you that I always wrote over the word limit? What a verbose little fucker.