I only have less than a month left of SG awesomeness. I'm not sure exactly how it works, what day it was that I was given my subscription and if it will still work until that day and so on. I have no idea. But total poop.

This year has been tough, but also a lot of fun. I've learnt a lot, challenged myself, made new friends, became closer to existing ones, fallen out of love, touched myself way too much, changed a lot and tried a bunch of new things.

I have a lot to get done here before my subscription ends. Amongst all the hecticality of the past year, browsing and updating SG has not been high on my priority list. I have a few sets bookmarked to catch up on, particularly those from Dot, Lainey and Binx.

Bedtime now, methinks.

And after all this, I haven't even gotten any testimonials!! Ow.

I really need to use this more. I've just had no time, it's intense at the moment. I feel bad. Sorry Colby my dearest. Achoo.

August 1st.
Party.

Lalalalala.

I just had my heart crushed a little more.
Owie yeah this kind of hurts. A lot.

Needs more cowbell.

I feel pretty bad, I've been crying. It's not a big deal but I'm in shock and a little hysterical.

I went to my friend April's place, planning to leave at 12.30am. I always park in the same place. It's on a smallish road. An enormous conservation park and a train line is on the southern side, houses are on the northern side. I park on a little dirt patch opposite her house, on the southern side. I've never had a problem.

2004 Toyota Camry, gold. It's my mum's car, she lets me drive it whenever she doesn't need it (which is often), she's so good like that.

At about 10pm I got back from getting some take out with some friends and parked it in the same place. I left at 12.30am with a friend to drive him home. I put it in drive, try to pull out but it doesn't move. It's a front wheel drive, but it sounds like it's bogged...weird because it hasn't rained for a fair while and I specifically made a note when parking that it was dry dirt, so that wouldn't happen. I tried again, I was going really slow because I knew that there wasn't a heap of room for me to move. Same thing happened.

We looked at each other and we got out of the car. I went around the back with my little flash light, my friend went around the front. I checked out the back wheels - nothing. I hear my friend say, '...oh..what...what the fuck?' and I go to the front passenger wheel with my torch. It was a very confusing sight...there was no fucking wheel there. I just looked at it really confused and started saying fuck. I went round to my friend's who were parked behind me to let them know what had happened...we were all really confused.

I called my mum, apologised and let her know what had happened. She got my dad to drive out (we live less than 1km away luckily). We looked around for the wheel, there were a few track marks. There's a barb wired fence which limited how far we could look but we looked as hard as we could. Not only did they take the whole fucking wheel, they took the hubcab and the nuts. It would've been much easier had they left the nuts. That way I could just get the spare out and do that...but noooo, they had to take the fucking nuts. It was on a slight slope so we checked to see if perhaps the people had just taken the wheel off and rolled it down the hill, but we couldn't find anything.

My Dad came, we called the RAA. They said it would have to be towed. Some dick heads from school turned up to gawk at what was going on, that didn't make me happy.

The RAA took about an hour to show up. It would've taken another hour or so to get a tow truck. We got the spare out, and took a nut from each wheel, to put 3 on the new one...3 out of 5, doesn't seem so stable. Luckily it was only 1km to drive. I had to do less than 40kmph (25mph) and it really didn't sound good...there was a rattling noise coming from that wheel. It didn't help that the roads up here are really bumpy and just shoddily sealed. But I got home...and fuck...fuck fuck fuck.

I feel bad because it's my mum's car, it's not even my car. I wish it were a car that I owned, not someone else because I've created this big with something that doesn't even belong to me. There were two other cars parked behind me...I don't get it...why the hell...fuck.

Tomorrow I have to take my brother's car to get some stuff and fix it myself. Now my excess will rocket up, and I've never done anything wrong, never been in an accident or anything...fuckers.

What the hell man.

I demand attention.
But not really.
But maybe a little.
I have lost my voice.
Boobs are cool.

It's been a while.
I have so many sets bookmarked, I'm going through some now, I just haven't had the time to do anything really.
Hey, drum on my hip bones with me.

Today I've been bummed for no reason.
Actually, I lied; there is some reason behind it.
I seem to be okay now, but I have a feeling it will be worse tomorrow.

This year is going to be crazy.
It's going to be a lot of fun, and I'm going to get a lot closer with a heap of my friends.
But it's also going to be a crap load of work, as I am already experiencing.

I don't even own a gun, let alone many guns that would necessitate an entire rack. What am I gonna do...with a gun rack?

P.S.