that day was different..
alot of people wore jumpers that day
(colourful jumpers)
down the tree line..
my hair smelt like smoke...
someone attempted to burn down the school again..
but mr barker saved the day
by screaming fire like a lady
(with bad runs in her stockings)
go mr barker
i fucking hate you
and your gay tight sweaters
police were walking around the school all day..
while i got stoned in the middle of the oval with casey
paranoia more than usual..
i smoked white ox
with choice
but none
i attended kirsten's art class
in my spare
the art supply room is no more
i should be reading a book for english but i feel like watching the power puff girls
hair is tangled on the black hairtie around my wrist
there is a hole in my skirt
i miss my laptop
unpacked.
i had a dream
about urangan high, amber, mr vial
and john butler trio!!
hahah hhohohoh hehehe
teehee!
yeah.
things are okay
unpacked
and silence
and unpacked
i seen kane that day
more beautiful than ever
spunky boy
has he become..
red van
orange van
what now?
baby.
