The broth is spicy enough.

I've started watching Noah's Arc.  It's this (almost comedic) drama set in Hollywood (I think?) about four gay black men (and their partners).  It's cute.

For English, Gypsy and I are doing Oscar Wilde's poems "The Harlot's House," "My Voice," "In The Forest" and "Madonna Mia."

Today, we celebrated Emma's birthday at school with some chewy choc-chip biscuits I made.

I have to write a fifteen-minute presentation for Modern; I'm doing mine on the Dalai Lama.  The main problem with him is that he's a religious leader, so I have to understand that as well.

Emma had her birthday party gathering on Saturday night, there were tacos.  Lot's of taco jokes.

I'm holding my liquor much better than the panda bear.

so, school is starting properly again.
eh.
over it.
four more months.
I'm sorta looking forward to uni, independence, etc.

it's been tough at home lately.  I'm really not having a great time.
at least i get to leave soon.

I saw an ad for a room today, on the noticeboard at work.  I thought, "even if I stay in Gladstone next year, I'm getting out of the house."

I'd rather live with a friend/acquaintance/stranger than stay at home.

ehhhhh.

Doing Oscar Wilde poems for English with Gypsy; I like them, but they're not easy.

for increased security.

i'm not gonna make a proper post tonight, only because it somehow takes me half an hour normally.
<3

"Names are so powerful," said the dragon.

It's Monday night, and I finally have to go back to school tomorrow.  I'm not excited for it; I was happy to finally have time where I could sleep as much as I wanted.

My holidays have been fairly lame.  I hung out with people this week, but even then... not a lot.
I saw Jade on Tuesday, and Sian and Marli on Wednesday.  Neither Sian, Marli nor Emily were able to come over.

No big deal, I sat at home and watched Good Luck Charlie.
Actually, big deal, I sat at home in almost silence.

Sian left her phone around for Mitchell/one of his friends/someone else to harass me, asking if I found the following attractive:

• Mitchell
• Brendan
• George
• James
• Greg

I thought {Mitchell/George/James} were nice people.

I'm not happy with anyone.

Being gay doesn't make me attracted to every boy on the planet.

It's just really annoying/upsetting/hurtful/don't even know the word.

"I do miss you now," I say.

Bahaha, no I don't.
Sian and Marli were supposed to come over tomorrow afternoon and stay over.
Sian wants to spend the time with Mitchell.  While I understand why, I am annoyed.
Dawgact.
:/

I've started watching Good Luck Charlie.  It's so good.  I've finally found a Disney show that doesn't lapse into crap mode really quickly.
And Charlie is the cutest little girl ever, the actress is like one year old and she's so cuteywootyadsfjlakdjf (baby talk).

My hands hurt because today at work I was cleaning the new lockers we got from some store in Mackay (they're crappy, dirty and disgusting) with floor cleaner and stuff.  My fingers hurt.

Tomorrow I have to go to the opening of the Japanese Tea Gardens; I have to wear my school uniform, but Nina and Marsalie will be there so it should be okay.

All that glitters is not hovery.

There is.
Which is good.
Last night was so good.
After I posted, we had icecream and apple crumble and watched Bridget Jones' Diary.
Marli and I kept going, "HAHAHA SIAN THAT'LL BE YOU!"
And then at one stage when I said, "hey look, it's you, Sian," she replied with, "oh yeah, Aidan? I'm pretty sure you're the only one in this room without a partner."
Marli and Sian then proceeded to sing All By Myself at me.
It was, overall, a good night.

Sian and Marli convinced me to make a tumblr (they didn't really try, Marli made Sian make one, so I did).  It can be found here. Also, I changed the URL for my blog, blogger is now here (naturallyunnatural-wordpress.blogger.com, it wouldn't let me have it without wordpress, mostly because I tried to do it in Opera, then closed it, went over to Safari and it was like, "fuck ya, someone owns that, bitcchhhh."). Wordpress is now here(naturallyunnatural.wordpress.com).

I like tumblr, wish more people I know used it. They probably do, I should just grant facebook connect access.

This morning, I woke up to my phone very loudly going, "THAT BOY IS A MONSTER, M-M-M-MONSTERRR!" at 7.30; it was the alarm I set for Marli. Marli got up at ten past 8. I got up to make her toast, as did Sian, Marli stole a muesli bar instead. I crawled into bed with Sian (I had been sleeping on the floor), we went back to sleep. Kristy from work rang at 9 to ask me to come in, I was like "noo... sleep... bye..." We got up at 10 and made the breakfast of champions; this sandwich:

---------Bread-------------
/\/\/\/\/\/Chips\/\/\/\/\/\/
~~~~~~Egg~~~~~~~~
()()()()Bacon()()()()()()()
'''''''''''''''''''Cheese'''''''''''''''''
-----------Bread------------

And that is how I choose to represent it typographically.

It was good.

"Puck you," with a 'P'

I'm at Sian's tonight. At her house, I get shit all reception and I'm typing this on my phone. I'll be lucky if this goes through.
I went to Marli's place at like 4, and then we chilled at hear door a while. We had veggie pasta, then her mum drove us to macca's and we bought that and then we ate it in Sian's room. Then we had shepherd's pie.

We've eaten a lot today.

Sian's in the shower, Marli and I want ice-cream. Stupid Sian can't get us any when she's in the shower. She'll probably say that there's none here, but I'll just tell her to go to WENDY'S and get some for us.

Marli and I are sitting in the living room watching Summer Heights High. Ahh nostalgia.

I made a love heart out of 5-cent pieces. It was fun.

Arghhhhhh I want icecreeeeeaammmm.

I don't want to have to go back to school on tuesday.