If you’re reading this I guess you saw the front page. Spiffy eh? Yeah I know… but then I am renowned for crap looking animations with annoying, looped music. Shutup all of you.

Anyway I’m off for a bit over a week for schoolies. Basically a month long booze festival for year 12 kids who just finished exams. Should rock. catchya all.

Pete

Gah. Took the mini mal (surfboard) out of the shed today to have a look and send it to a mate who’s flying it up on saturday. Found the fibreglass fucked on the bottom top and all broken. VERY PISSED OFF. Got some fibreglass repair shit at the hardware store and fixed it up though – looks a bit dodge but it’ll hold until the surfboard guys can fix it up properly.

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Last night was the end of year spanish dinnery thing. Restaurant/Tapas bar called Kanela in Fitzroy. Awesome food, however not exactly filling, but eh. The company was great, the paella they served at the end was the best I’ve ever eaten, and the bill was hefty.

Because officially we’re no longer at school we were allowed to drink, and it was really nice being able to chill with teachers (Katie is like 24 so it’s like going out with mates anyway) and not worry about school or any of that shit. Afterwards most people went home but about 6 of us shifted of to a charming little pub on Nicholson Street. It was set up by a group of yuppies who couldn’t find a decent Fitzroy pub, so they started thier own. It was Wednesday night so they had a policy before midnight where you played paper rock scissors for your drink. If you win you drink for free, otherwise its just normal price. Quite good marketing if i say so myself. Decent as well – $4 schooners. Anyway stayed there for another hour, then caught one of the last trams home. A top night. Now to look forward to Friday and the start of schoolies. YAY!

I’m feeling rather sluggish. Perhaps its because I had about 5 hours sleep on a couch about 3 feet short for me at Jake’s last night… or perhaps there’s a better explanation. It is entirely plausible that my body is shutting itself down, trying to make ME too sick or immobile to go to schoolies on Friday and push the limits of death for a week.

That must be it. It’s so obvious now. I’ll be fucked if I let a bit of lethargy stand in the way of Byron. Lead on, Mr Death.

Pete

The French lost last night. Bloody choke-tastic frogs.

We better win – the poms are soooo cocksure, and there really is nothing better than beating the poms. ESPECIALLY when they are dead set favourites. Fuckin Wilkinson.

Pete

Sucks to be New Zealander right now.

The kiwi’s, incase anyone here doesn’t know lost the Rugby World Cup semi-final last night. To Australia. Hah.

There’s always been a trans-tasman rivalry. Whether its because we are just much better than them at everything (apart from producing hobbits and fucking sheep) and it’s just jealousy on their part, or whether its because all of our great successes are often stolen and rebadged kiwi’s (kinda like our monaro in the states) no-one really knows. However, whenever we beat the bastards, it’s almost as good a feeling as when we beat the poms. The fact that they smashed us in this years Bledsloe cup matchs, as well as being probablly 2nd or 3rd favourites going into this tournament meant it was SOOOO good coming from the underdog spot and winning.

Fuckin Kiwi’s. Bring on France/England… actually speaking of: the match is starting right now. YAY!

Pete

I’m done. Finished. Kaput. Completed. Never to return. Actually that last one may not be true, but I now have no formal ties to Wesley College. Exams finished today at 11:00am, and with such a beautiful day outside, what a day to finish!

Got a photo to run off to now… Andrew & Richard leave for camp tomorrow, and by the time they get back I will have left for schoolies, and by the time I get back from THAT Andrew will have gone to France. By the time HE gets back from THAT, I’ll have left for Pete’s magical troupe around the world. I have 12 hours left with my little brother before a year and a bit of separation………. I couldn’t be happier

Pete

Bwahaha… found this while consoling Phona, regarding the evilness of Telstra. Made me laugh UNTIL I FOUND OUT IT WASN’T REAL!@#%@#%
Meh still funny – make your own church sign things here

Pete

FOR SALE: One (1) Return train ticket to Byron Bay with 5 guys and 2 girls, all 17 & 18 from Melbourne. Leaving 21st November and returning 1st December. Perfect for schoolies. Plenty of sex provided (thousands of off-their-nut 18 year olds at a beach resort). $100 O.N.O. Free. Must sell or Pete gets two seats to sleep in.

Yes thats right. Jono pulled out, being his regular gay self. Something about being paid $1500 NOT to go or something. His loss, especially considering the $170 he paid was non-refundable. Oh well, he may very well have picked up $1500 worth of girls in the week

Pete

The end of chem and start of history were today. One of my two longest exam days. 75 minutes for the option paper of chem then 150 minutes for history paper 1 & 2. Chem was, as always very meh, but history suprised me and was actually GREAT. I actually couldn’t have asked for better questions, but I still buggered it up… oh well. Sutton collapsed mid exam too… dehydration or stress or something…. just fell unconscious onto the floor as he was returning from the toilet, and didn’t get up for a good few minutes, although he was only out for about ten seconds. Freaked the examiner out big time. Tres weird.

And on a completely random, unrelated note, I couldn’t let this slip: b3ta. I enjoyed it anyway – although maybe it’s just me…. mwahaha

Pete