Uni's all the same, and there's not much to it, besides what was written in my last entry. High school rocks :)

It was Daryl's 18th on Saturday night, which I crashed because of the ugly whoreface Emily. Well well well. My whole "never getting off my face again" plan failed miserably, with 6 drinks in my system. Totally not cool, and very embarassing. Took quite a few luvo shots with my camera, which so happened to fall into Daniel Kim's pocket and is with him at the moment, with Leslie and Emily, and it sucks that I can't bloody upload them. The night went by fairly quickly, and all I remember is screaming Elle MacPherson's name twenty billion times after realising Myan and Linh were wearing the same bra as me. Haha! YEAH! ELLE MCPHERSON! Photos should be up after I get my camera back.

Stomach churned the whole day on Sunday, and I conveniently had church the next morning. Lol. Service was quite okay, and then it was time to teach the little kiddies. I didn't do any games this week, because, didn't prepare anything. Lol. Lunched it with Amanda and Angie at BAGAN again, and had the good ol "hor fun" that Will gets every single time. Finished that, and went to Burwood so Amanda could get her bling belts. Lol. She settled on some white VonZipper belt from CityBeach. Walked around for a bit more, and I went for my driving lesson. I suck with hand and leg coordination. Once I concentrate on turning teh wheel, I forget to accelerate or brake or whatever, and instructor brakes for me. Oh, and the instructor's name is DIDDY WONG. Sick name or what? Went home, and continued with my momma. I can do like, 3point turns and U-turns! WOOT. Too bad she doesn't let me drive over 30km/h. I got to like 40km/h and she demanded I slow my ass back down. Grrr. But next week, I think I get to drive myself back home! :)

And it's all coming back again. Everything. Too bad there's so much shit between us that we can never have a decent or natural conversation anymore. Not in person, not online, not anywhere. It's like, I can't openly just be myself and say what I wanna say. I'm scared; scared that you'll take advantage of my feelings again, scared that it's gonna take me further in, when it's not the best idea in the world. Scared that, you'll do it all over again.