sunshine. lollipops.

tch. i dont like sunshines. i like grey days. but i do love thy lollipops (:

Today. We. Recieved. Our. Timetable.
FREE PERIODS. THE JOY. AT LAST.

i feel joy. its REALLLY uncomfortable because things are 'jor joo'-ing me. its SO FRIGGEN UNCOMFORTABLE! i really hope its just monthlies..

WE GOT FREE ICE CREAM/BLOCKS AT SCHOOL TODAY TO CELEBRATE (why am I typing in caps..?) the end of yr11 and the start of yr12. The announcement on the speakers for it was um. pretty gay.
Everyone in classes just had this blank expression on their faces. Didn't excite us that much.
This is what it sounded like,
Deputy: "This is a message from your school SRC representatives" (or w/e they call the prefectures WHATEVER)
School Captain: "Year 12, this is a really important notice regarding your HSC"
One of our SRC: "Hey guys! Just joking! There's going to be free ice cream in the courtyard in break 2"
etcetc.

That was the climax.

It was "Home Ice Cream". I've always wanted to try that brand, but since you could only buy it when the truck driver rang the bell when they drive pass your place, I really can't be bothered. I was expecting some crappy, homebrand woolies taste. BUT IT TASTED NICEEE :D YOMMY. and then Ruth and I started to sing the ad jingle.
"Hoooooooooooooooooome Ice Cream. We like, Hoooooooooooooooooooooome Ice Cream. The name that rings a belll! *ding ding*"
Yeah. that's how gay we are (Y) (:

AND AHAHAHAHA. LAST PERIOD (English). WAS GREAT. We did nothing at school these past three days. All we've done is go through our Prelims marks, and sit around like hobos in class not listening to our teachers explaining marks and resolutions. AHAHAH. OMG. So in English, we had to go to the Gym and set up the tables and stuff to get ready for the HSC exams. And LOOOL. Lucy and I went to the toilet upstairs, THEY ARE FRICKEN MASSIVE. THEY HAVE LIKE. 8 SHOWERS IN THERE. 5 TOILET CUBICLES. Which is like, twice the size of a normal public cubicle. Possibly even three. AND OH. EMMM. GEEE. They had this LONGASS bench in there. which was like. a fricken catwalk. NO JOKE. And Lucy went all high and walked all over it. ROFLMAO. We were bored after we set the tables up. So we went up there. WHY DID WE NOT KNOW ABOUT THESE TOILETS PREVIOUSLY?!?!?!?!?

OMG. You do NOT know how crappily the guys in our class set the tables up. They were NOT in line. and strewn EVERYWHEREERERE. OK. Not that exaggerated, but it was pretty crap :/ And our teacher was counting the tables rows, and she goes to us "SHIT. We need 2 more here" LOOOL. She's a nice sub :) She got transferred from Penshurst to Oatley :)

And, so while we were in the toilet, well, we must've spent like, 20 mins in there LITERALLY. Coz by the time we came out, everyone was gone back to the classroom, and the janitor was at the door, starting to switch the lights off. We were walking down the stairs, and we see him, and he looked at us, he recognised us, coz he also helped with the setting up. And he's wide-eyed and smiles a nervous smile and goes "HEYYY!", being all surprised that we were still here. ROFLMAO. If I didn't suggest that we should leave, HE WOULD'VE LOCKED US IN THERE LMAOO!!! And we just laughed all the way back to class. Funness :)

Then we were given our HSC syllabus for English in class afterwards, and the teacher told Lucy to read it out aloud. AH. AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAAHAH! We were so high. We could swear there was something in those iceblocks they gave us. ANYWAYS. So Lucy started to read,  and I started to read it with her in a soft whisper. OMG ROFLMAO. She didn't want to laugh, and guess what she does?! She pulls my head underneath the desk, and makes me stay there for the whole half a page reading time...SHAT SHES STRONG. ..And it looked like I was giving her a head...and the teacher goes, "Are you ok Grace?" AND LOOL. I'm just down there, LAUGHING my ass off, trying to get back up.
And guess what Hassan says to me..
"You'd give her a head, but not me.."
NO HASSAN. NO. ROFLMAO.
Hassan is cool. So is Adam. Is that how you spell his name? Because our house leader pronouned his name "Ad-ham" ANYWAYS. Adam was also told to read, and LOL. He kept getting tongue tied, and the teacher kept correcting/'helping' him read, and he was frustrated. ROBIN. AHAHAHAH. The teacher was thinking about Peter Pan instead of "Robin Hood: The Prince of Thieves", when she was talking to him. LOL

And this is what my diary entries are like. Except that they're in pen.
And in a journal.

Twas an eventful day that lifted my spirits :)