#488.
Today was the last day of holidays. Holy hell I swear it didn't feel like holidays. It felt like I've just not gone to school in such a long long long time. And I can't say I want to go back either.

Today was spent wearing my most indie clothes (yaya for kicks yaya) waking up at six in the morning to go to work, doing nothing for six hours and then heading to the boyfriend's at noon. Something about not going to the city because of an event. Which didn't end up happening. Do we regret not going to the city? Can't say I do. Spent the afternoon lying in bed being a bit of a pain in his butt, having a really nice talk, listening to his voice and what not. Chilled out for a little bit then decided we were royally fuck hungry and I convinced (or something) him to get KFC. Yeahhhh, greasy chicken ftw. Walked out in the light rain, got the goods (saw E) and went back and pigged out. LIstened to chill as fuck cafe 'new jazz' and left for home.

School.. Tomorrow.. Have not done anything school-related-productive these holidays. Herms' advice for VCE; Study long and hard, read your books fast and have a tight schedule. Yeah okay, hun.

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