Floraish

It’s Friday..

I’m wrecked. Not the drunk kind of wrecked (thank God). Not even the emotional kind of wrecked. I think I’m just physically and mentally exhausted this week. Right now, physically. I’ve just finished cleaning my own house and mowing the lawn. Ugh, I think I need to hire a housekeeper (huah). Seriously though, this week has been brain and body overload. I’ve cleaned 3 houses, did 3 exams and watched probably about 10 hours of Heroes, half a season of Will and Grace, half a season of Numb3rs and random old movies that I don’t care to mention.

I’m wrecked.

On the upside?

When uni starts again, I’ll be a third year. A THIRD year. Can you believe it? I remember when I met third years and I was all ‘WHOA! YOU’RE OLD!!’. The world is such a cruel place! Fear not though, I’m pretty sure being old will be heaps cooler. Well, not 2007 kinda cool, but like 2005 kinda cool, because let’s face it, 2005 was mother fuckin’ ace. Uni results aren’t released until the 26th. So I have some time left to not worry. Actually, I’m not too worried. I’m intelligent.

In the mean time though? What can I do? Well for starters, I have to avoid both sides of the coast like the plague. Ew schoolies. Ew underage drinking. Ew sexual experimentation and promiscuity.

Ew ew ew.