Ghahahaa. It's mum's birthday today. 48. Oldie. In the morning, I had to get at school at
Me: *comes in to the office. only other person there is yr 12 caz.*
Mrs. Rietveld: oh, good... *looking grateful* sinc you're so brave, WEAR THIS.
(well, basically)
Lawl, well, I had a really heavy backpack that sprayed air into the silk suit, and a giant head twice or three times my own head on the top. It was crazy. I had to balance my head so I could see with my real chin.
ANyway, we went around to home groups getting money off people, and I dressed in it again at lunch and took photos with little bastard children poking me and stuff. I hate them allllll.
Cara asked me to go to Frankston today.. haha too bad, I went out for dinner instead at Fratelli's. It was alright =P Me, Mum, Saarah, Ben and Ross went. Swellination! Haha, like at a diagonaly table away, there was a booth, with a mum, dad, a really tiny kid and another kid (which I didnt see, the dad was in the way =P) anyway, the kid was staring at us, so we stared back. Sarah made a retarded happy face, and I pointed at him. After a while he got upset and we saw him go, "mummy..." so we were like, AHH SHIT LOOK DOWN. and the mum was apparently glaring at us, I didn't see. Haha, the kid was still scared so he swapped seats with his creppy brutish father so the kid ditn have to look at us.
The dad was fxcking staring at us for the rest of the night.
Straight after taht, at like 8, me, Ben and Sarah drove up to KRISPY KREME, BITCH. In like, Narre Warren. The drive thru was empy and there were lines of like 30 asians inside. "Okay, drive thru." Went in, out in like a minute. Now we have 2 boxes, all up 24 donuts, to scoff down. Still not done.
When the three of us got home, Ross and Mum werent there, and we didnt have keys. Luckily Sarah knew the way in:
BREAK IN!
The bathroom window aint locked so we took of the flywire and went in. Now I'm here writing this blog =P
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