Song: She’s Got Standards – The Rifles

I am actually pretty tired at the moment. But that’s my own fault and I don’t really care. I should stop having so many dreams about babies and cricket and stoner Dumbledore and being naked.

The past week at school has been, well, different. On the Monday we had the excursion to the sea side we were meant to go on ages ago, you can see an image of the sea side to the left to prove I actually went, pmsl. It was actually kinda shit because it was too much ‘ohh look at plant’ and too little ‘ok time to rest your sore sore feet’. I had about two cups of sand in my shoes. It wasn’t great.

And then today, Friday, we went to the old quarantine station they used back in the day when the first settlers came to Australia. Apparently its haunted. Whatever. We visited their hospital and showers and kitchens (apparently the most haunted place in Australia. Our tour guide (who had a Yorkshire accent, I SWEAR) was quite proud of it). It was considerably better than Monday considering we got to buy ice-cream after and have a mini-picnick.

Also this week I got glasses. I’ve needed them for a while but never did anything about it until my brother went for an eye test. I look like a massive shit in the photo, but people reckon they look alright, so hopefully they don’t look too bad. I’m short-sighted, by the way.

Besides all that nothing too interesting has happened. Obviously we lost the Ashes on… Sunday, was it? Basically, the Ashes was all I talked about on Monday, pmsl. I talked at people because none of them knew what I was going on about. Broad definitely deserved Man of the Match after Friday night, but I don’t think its fine to blame Ponting for our loss. I mean, I don’t like Ponting, but I don’t blame him. Our lack of experience, AND LACK OF BRETT LEE, were the main contributing factors. And the fact that England gamed up, Swann, Broad and Anderson played really well. Broad was incredible on Friday. And that has nothing to to with the fact that I find him attractive. More to do with the fact that he got 5/37!!!. Basically out of all the played balls he bowled, 5 lead to wickets and 37 lead to runs. For non-cricket folk, its GOOD. But in saying that I was also proud of good ol’ Mitch and North. And I also laughed so much at Northeast. Mainly his name.

That’s enough cricket talk. I’ll most likely bore you to shit. I need to put up a new layout but I have no idea how to code it so I probably won’t, pmsl. I did the layout. Jess helped me figure out the coding. I love her.

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