my failed shopping trip yesterday led to a sequel today.i went back and brought a very nice belt, and enquired for jobs at that muffin place.
waiting at bus stop judging the fob asians with their henleys hoodies so kawai desu omg. complete awks when suddenly your mum walks past and is (pleasantly) surprised finding you at towers. offers to send me home. wtf void question, there is no carte blanche. luckily by then it was 6-ish (again!) so i got driven home by my mum. in the car there is too much silence and i contemplated life without the newly-grads
i blew off the 601 today for the 3505, i may have 3505 friend(s) now. bit sad that i wont see many of the 601/610 crew again, but i hate goodbyes. as soon as i got on the 3505 i regretted it because i saw all these people walking past who i wanted to wish a happy holidays, but then i saw a year 12 that graduated today. coming to terms with the fact that i'll never see them again. devo. this sun brings back bittersweet memories.
