Whatever happened to blogging? Whatever happened to catching up with friends 5 days a week? I'll tell you, UNI. We're all back there. And those who aren't bak2skool are just pretending they are cos they don't like working at Safeway.
It's sad that Facebook is barren and that everyone is somewhere instead of nowhere, waiting for someone to ask them out for coffee.
But good news is here, I'm fighting the power! I'm bringing back the holiday spirit.
I just drank three cups of various teas in a row, stared at the off TV and spent a long time on the internet with my untouched essay open in Word.
Then I chased the cat around the house, slipping on the rug in the hall and falling hard on my knees, Cat 1 Svet 0. Cut sick I say.
Here are some activities to make you feel like you're not bak2skool and so you can cut sick like I am.
1. Buy some pizza and leave it in the fridge so when you wake up you can eat it for breaky, true holiday/weekend style.
2. Drink every night, even if you're at home alone in your pjs. Then you can wake up with that holiday hangover.
3. Wear dark glasses during the day, even in lecture theaters. The less you see the better anyway.
4. Wash your car in the street with a boom box cranked up really loud. Fuck water restrictions, this is about the holiday vibe. If you don't have a car, wash someone else's and sing "car-wash"to yourself.
5. Read blogs and blog some more yourself. If you don't have a blog hack into someone else's. Not mine.
6. Call your friends several times a day and when they stop answering, leave lots of voicemail messages. You need to appear social.
7. Wear slutty clothes to uni, like you've just come from a beach party. You won't stand out much if you go to Latrobe.
8. Go without underwear, its breezy.
9. When at work, adopt a split personality and make them do all the work. It's faux holiday time after all, you can't be expected to exert yourself.
10. And finally, Answer my poll, spend more time on Facebook and do not exercise.
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7. Wear slutty clothes to uni, like you've just come from a beach party. You won't stand out much if you go to Latrobe.
LOL!
David.
Haha, school *laughs and points*
Seriously though, enjoy the joy-ride while it lasts hippies. Soon enough you'll be engulfed by the all consuming commercial machine that is work, your soul rotting away under the acid of corporate life.
I mean.. spread holiday vibes, rip it up! :)
hey i like the new look blog (has it been like that for ages? sorry i havent looked at it in a while- but ho, i have a valid excuse, no internet, in fact no computer either.)
i couldnt answer your poll either for some reason probably something to do with not being a blogger. my answer is i hate both, but secretely love facebook.
keep up the interesting blog posts and i'll keep not doing my essays!
yay!!
xxx
rotting away under the acid of corporate life? or rotting away from acid period?
hmmm?
these guide lines are so much harder to follow when you're in highschool and you don't drink. sigh.
although i do see quite a few girls attempting it. if their skirts get any shorter and their hair any bigger i might have to resort to drastic measures.
xox
Anonymous, please don't start the drug wars again. This blog has seen enough already. Let's all agree to disagree; we like drugs and you don't.
Anonymous as humorous as your little retort was, please come out of the shadows and play fair.
Feel free to read the exploits on my blog, and exchange 'rotting' for 'expanding consciousness'.
:)
i would like to state, categorically, that anonymous is NOT just me being too chicken to leave my name, that comment has nothing to do with me. i've learnt my lesson!! :P
onto other matters-
ah yes, i remember school *cue nostalgic music*..... halcyon days of regular long holidays, passing notes in lectures and laughing at all the teeny-bopper sheeps. :) have fun with that svet (and all others still at uni/school).
hugs
Well I handled number 5 ok.
But I gotta say, one of the best ways to bring out the holiday vibe is a road trip where everyone turns off their phones, you go to some barren landscape where nobody is around and just scream bloody murder [drunkenly of course] until it hurts.
Nothing says holiday like getting drunk in a foreign location with no-one around to help you when you eventually have liver failure...
That sounds good, we should do that. I was actually o thinking of planning a summer road trip, stopping for lots of counter meals of course!
But without the alcohol, getting drunk is for hobos and jocks. Amphetamines all the way!
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