your body is (not) a fucking battleground.

everything is over now, for a week i have had freedom.

life is good, vaguely boring but good.

So much has happened over the last three weeks that it's ridiculous.

my best friend hasn't talked to me for almost two weeks now, and i doubt he will any time soon. It's killing me- horrible cliche, but true.

I feel like i've gotten closer to a few other people though, which is awesome. Year 12 has brought out the best and the worst in me, i suppose it does to everyone. I've reconnected with friends that I thought I could never become close with again, i think those two or three know who they are (and most probably will read this/have it saved to their favourites).
However, i have fucked a lot up this year, not only with myself but with other people. I'm scared that i have made some mistakes that i cannot fix, and i've tried to make things better, but i suppose only time can tell.

Well, exams are all done with, and i really don't care anymore about my grades of my TER or what courses i do and don't get accepted in to. None of it matters anymore, I just want to relax, revive and make money.

I'm restless already, and it's only been a week. I'm so pumped for Meredith Music Festival and India/Penang/Kuala Lumpur, i just want to get out of Adelaide already.

I also need to find someone to come overseas with me next year, i want to see the rest of Europe, or maybe work in England for a few months. I don't want to waste an entire year of my life working in the same job, going out on weekends and partying, then suffering the hangover on the monday. I want more experiences before uni in 2011. Maybe that's just greed? i've already been overseas twice, soon to be three times. Anyway, maybe travelling is what i want to do with my life.

I have no motivation to even continue this stupid blog entry, i just felt the need to try and make an effort, even if it seems pointless. well, True Blood awaits.

Ps, i have the most amazing shirt.