nice to meet you anyway

Of course not because you, for all intents and purposes, do not exist. At least not in a tangible form, one which could read and reply to this post. However, for the non-existent regular of this blog of which there were none and certainly are none now, I shall enlighten you as to the reason for my somewhat prolonged absence these last few weeks.

The most explainable is from the 1st to the 8th of December I was not sleeping enough, watching several sunrises, experimenting with midori and frangelico [though not together] and generally having a shitload of fun. Oh, and I was in Torquay with no computer. Probably could’ve opened with that. This week of galivanting and frolicking [two words I am now making an endeavour to use more frequently] is commonly known as Schoolies, the school leavers excuse to get completely shitfaced, a right of passage if you will. Enjoyed by many, survived by most, I had, for the most part, a great time. Since returning on Saturday, I’ve not yet caught up on which day of the week it is, am yet to catch up on sleep and still have a remarkably scratchy throat, I’m fairly sure I’m getting a cold. Hence I haven’t posted since I got back either.

Either its that, or I just have nothing to say.

Any earlier lack of posting was probably due to my fabulously busy life that just doesn’t stop [ha. haha.]. Though I did have a very big week after finishing exams, it was so long ago im not sure I can be bothered to delve that far into the past.

Definitely can’t be bothered.

In news now though, successfully got into a club underage [but shhh], passed my hazard perception test WOO, bought a new scarf, skirt and t-shirt and that was all in one day. Monday. I slept until 3:05pm yesterday and did I mention I was meant to start work at 3? Mmm fantastic stuff.

So now that I have successfully bored you with my babbling, my valued if non-existent readers, I must be off to shower and make a salad. Order unspecified.

Nice to meet you anyway.