they had chewies and (insert abbreviation that i cant fucking remember now)

trying to find the knots to the end of last night was somewhat difficult but i think im probably looking way too much into it. time will find the way to it.

i was very much sober and clean and i finally found out the name of the guy who always seems to wear the same white g-star (please do enlighten me about guys and their obsession with g-star!). he was absolutely fucked up (so was daniel but not as much as he was); the combination of alcohol and others, ended up with deen taking him home. poor jo. her night didnt go a full circle. nathan and her hooked up intensely; with the hot making out & hands on ass (and probably breasts) we now have blackmail material. it was said that jo has a thing for nathan ever since he moved here (met nathan a couple of months ago when he was here for a visit with his (ex)girlf) but nathan had just broke up with his girlf so it’s all just a matter of release of pent up testosterones.

i like deen (and jess! and almost everyone else). he’s very nice and very amusing. he keeps me very entertained and he has that look, the twinkle in his face. i find it so adorable that he and this girl has a thing for each other, you know. the high school shy smiles and all that jazz. jess is just so adorable and so easy to talk to. people can be so lovable! spread the love. i so do love melb.

there’s so much on my mind now. those wretched mordant tram inspectors, i honestly think they’ve a conspiracy to make our lives miserable probably cause they’re old bitter women with a storm of sexual deprivation. sometimes i feel like mr b and i are raging storms that just bind together so well against the world. im turning another year older in exactly a week. it seems like a ball of peace is holding a core of raging instability and raw emotions. perhaps it’s just love.