I thought today would be fun. It wasn't.
I thought it would be impossible to get drooled over by man of my father's age. I was wrong.
I thought it would be possible to keep my hair in tune. It wasn't.
I thought it would be impossible to arrive at school too late. I wasn't.
I thought it was impossible to sneak out of school without people noticing. I was wrong.
I thought it would be impossible to get any whiskey from Hein. I was wrong.

Things I will remember for at least a while : Jesus Christ performing "I will always love you' (Whitney version) and getting almost shot by a killer. (The Bodyguard, anyone?) and the male nurses dressed as females performing "I was made for loving you".

Also Hein and Bert. I loved them.Movies on my to see list : "Fear and loathing in Las Vegas" and "Reservoir dogs". Why? Fuck, that's why.


Hein and Bert as the charries in "Loathing" starring Johnny Depp and I dunno who else.

Hein as Johnny Depp. I think the resemblance is remarkable.


Reservoir dogs style, duds.

Three of my friends. Note the girl with the curly hair, Liesa. A big JD fan.
So from left to right, dunno too tired to remember name, Liesa, Jessica.


And me, of course.

This is me and Jess.

Also went to the movies, watched a big part of 'the aviator" before realising I was going to miss my train. I spent fifty minutes out there in the cold and darkness waiting for the last train for the night. Which would have been this image:



I've only been home for about 40 minutes. Not wanting to go to bed yet. Whiskey's still running in my veins and I'm restless. No school tomorrow, for which I'm glad.

And the begging for a paid account commences. It is running out in two days.

And I look like a 40 year old whore who crashed out in her bed after a night of heavy drinking.

What an image.