So.. About that last blog.

Trust me to jinx the shit out of it.

This is where I smash my head into a brick wall, numerous times. Stupid bang Fucking bang Universe bang.

Well, hasn't it been a long time, my friends?

I don't even know if any of you still actually have your spaces. It seems like forever since days like these.

 

This has been a long time coming, I think. There have been a few things pointing me in this direction. Plenty of reminders of the MSN spaces world have cropped up recently. So, what the hell. Nothing wrong with a little step back in time.

 

Having left school at the end of last year, I'm working 5 days a week to pay for my further studies. Except next week, I'm on my way to Wellington for 6 days. Glorious 12 hours on a bus. God knows why the time doubles on a bus. Possibly because they take the scenic route? Anyway, my sister is turning 20, and I thought I'd be loving and sisterly and spend it with her. No doubt I will end up spending zero time with her, and most of it shopping and drinking with my friends and cousin who also inhabit the Windy City. She won't care. She'll probably just want to watch DVDs and crap. Typical of her. It was a nice thought? I just need a holiday, really. Too much filing and data entry. Not to mention hearing the fucking phone ringing before I go to sleep at night. Yes, I am still insane.

 

Actually, following up on the last blog that was actually about anything... I went to the Big Day Out. And again this year, too. Both times were amazing. I stood back this year, while Rage Against The Machine was playing. Mt Smart Stadium is huge. The floor of the stadium was a sea of people. And people were moshing all the way up to the very top row of seats. I have never in my life seen that many people. But, as far as I gather, it was very much like that for Shihad, and I was 2 people from the front. I lost a shoe. Poor Etnies. So I was walking around for the rest of the night with no shoes on. And then got left behind by the bus that I came on. That's just a long-ass story that I can't be bothered telling. But despite being left all alone in Auckland in the middle of the night with no fucking idea where I was, I am alive. And yes, I did go by myself. Some say scary, some say crazy, some say really, really sad. I say... Fuck you, I'm awesome.

 

So, I doubt highly that this is going to start any crazy movement of people returning to their spaces. Not expected in the least. But I think I might bring this back to life, at least for a little while.

 

- Jordan.

It has been a while.

I think I can officially say I won't be blogging anymore, due to lack of any desire to do so.

 

I've met a lot of great people through this space. A few very special ones.

Thank you.

 

 

Jordan.

 

 

We all collectively sigh as school is now finished for just under two months. No more exams. No more classes. Thank fuck.

 

17 sleeps until Christmas. I'm majorly hanging to get my CDs. I'm pretty sure I know everything "Santa" is going to bring me this year. I was there when "Santa" bought most stuff. I've got to finish my own Christmas shopping tomorrow and next week.

I'll have to spend a week in Hamilton, fucking around at my Granddad's house. It is going to be a long and boring week. Maybe he'll let me get into his liquer cabnet again. He's got almost everything you could think of. Paradise. Except I'll be drinking with old people. Yay.

I'll be 16 in 26 days. Isn't that scary?
But the best part is yet to be revealed.
You'll find out, when I'm bouncing off the walls with excitement about where I'm pretty sure I'm going.

Nothing more to say, so I'll just stop there. No point in more shit talk.
Goodnight.

 

It was the last day of school yesterday. And it also turned into the best day I've had in forever.

I didn't go to school, 'cause I'm lazy. So at about 9.30am Bronwyn and Josie truned up on my door step. That was good, 'cause at least I had something to do.

 

It was Melissa's real last day, 'cause she has a Hairdresser's apprenticeship. So we decided to make her a card and a cake. We walked down to Woolworths to get some glue, lollies and chocolate, and my form teacher was there. He is just a little be stupid, 'cause he didn't notice us. Lucky.

So we went back to my house. I made the cake and Josie and Bronwyn made the card. The difficult part was getting all of them to wag last period, 'cause Mel had to babysit and one had a bus to catch after school. But everything was all good when we stood outside and saw the whole pack walking up the street. It was a funny sight.

 

The next 4 hours was spent with the music cranked, lying out the back in the sun, talking about memories and how much we'd changed over the last year. We've all changed so much and it was great to remember the good times, and talk about the many more there are to come.

The best part? Everyone was so relaxed. No one was worrying about makeup, everyone was saying what they felt like saying and everyone was confident in themselves. There was none of the fake girls there, pointing out people's faults and trying hard to perfect.

 

Pip and Mel had to go, which was gutting, 'cause we finally got together as a group and they had to go so soon. But even after they left, it kept getting better and better. We stood on my back fence and watched the cars drive past, and the reactions of some of the people were hilarious. Ellen enjoyed yelling "I want to father your babies" to all the woman who gave us funny looks.

 

Then we were dancing around and lying in the sun for a while, and Josie managed to get a bee-sting. Out of all of us, the one going for her restricted got stung on the foot. So now she has to ignor the extreme itching while doing her driving test.

 

For the last half hour, we stood out the front of my house with a sign saying "HONK". We got 130 honks in 30 minutes. There was his little old lady who pulled up and actually asked us "What is it that you want me to do?", then she honked her horn in an enthusiatic-old-person way that made us laugh. It was rather cute. And we also got a honk from a truck. After that, neighbours started coming outside to see what was going on. Heh. The immaturity of it all.

 

Josie and I stayed at Ellen's house. We went out (yes, on a Wednesday night), and while we were looking for something to do, this guy started following us. It was kind of scary, 'cause he was driving very close to the back of the car. Then we pulled over and asked him what he was doing, he said "I'm just trying to meet new people". We spent about 2 hours going round and round roundabouts, trying to "bunny-hop" and going over speed-bumps at 75km/ph. That was fun.

 

And that concludes my most awesome day.

Thanks girls. Love you long time.

Yeah, he is my favourite.

 

But I promise you're number two.

 

R.I.P ThreeShortWords.