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[Sep. 23rd, 2005|07:40 am] |
| [Tags | | | amusement!, awww..., hat!, inside jokes, laugh at (insert random here), laugh at fort st, laugh at mm, madhouse, mm can't type, my day, nostalgia, omg!, rambling, randomness, sleeepy... | ] |
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Having had five hours sleep, I figured it was time to report on yesterday. Man, I'm going to be dead by the end of today if I don't get some decent rest.
I got to school at twenty to eight or somesuch, and saw a bunch of Year 12s sneaking around. They called me over, and we stuck a "For Lease" sign up on the front of the school. And then found a way into the compound, and stuck a sign saying "Yr 12 2005, Better Than U" in large spraypainted letters onto one side of the overpass. Nick BS turned up, and he's like, "What are you all so afraid of?", but it was fun running around. They then taped up the Valley and toilets with caution tape, and dropped red-smeared tampons in the boys toilets. Yay for lack of muck up day.
I got Nick to take my bag into the hall and dump it in the front row somewhere, so I could snag a front row seat before the crowds turned up. Stevie turned up, and he and I headed into the complex through the gate that had actually been left open for us. Various people had already arrived. Dacre turned up, and told me that he needed to borrow Tristian, so I set that up. I then spent my time getting assorted teachers to sign my little book. Three teachers in a row started their message (After the "Dear Margaret", or whatever) "I wish you all the best in..." and the one after that said "All the best in..." Yay for genericness.
They served breakfast, but I'd already eaten. I wandered around, talking to people, and occasionally ducking back inside to get things or help Dacre/Rommell.
At about ten o'clock, they had a quick run through of the FLOP. I got a serious headache, and kept having to leave the room in an attempt to not die. I snapped at Anna K. when she asked me to sign her stupid book - I said no, and then she asked me again. Find a page worth of stuff to say to Anna? HA. Steson called me and suggested he visit. I was more than amenable to the idea - I don't get to see nearly enough of that boy.
At around eleven, we let the rest of the school in. I was amused that in the lead up, some twinkies came in early. We all chanted "Out, out, out!" at them till they left, chastened.
The FLOP was long, but generally good. We were plagued by technical glitches, especially the sound. They had like three sound inputs and only one mixer. I so have to buy the school one of those multiple-input-to-singluar-output gadgets as a leaving present. Jeremy hopped up on stage whenever the glitches occured and sang You Don't Love Me Anymore; he'd offered it as an act, but it got cut - so he took every opportunity he could to sing it to distract the audience (a verse at a time). It went for two and a half hours, and aside from technical issues, I think we generally held the attention of the audience for the entire time. I got the entirity of the teachers' pantomime on video. *Amusement* They made a really bad choice of song for the "Let's all get up on stage and look nostalgic" song, though. Having a song and changing the lyrics to suit is a nice idea; but their choice of song sucked. My Way is too hard to sing, and nobody can figure out the tempo. I hid behind Simon so I didn't have to try - and chatted to Richard, Matt and Stevie. (Doesn't everyone do that while they're on stage at their leaving celebration?)
Martin turned up. And all present were scarred for life.
We all lingered in the Fountain Quad afterwards. Richard went and took a cake to the office ladies. The icing on top read "So long, and thanks for all the late notes." Before he handed them it, he filled out a late note; they were protesting, saying "But we've seen you already today! You were here this morning!", much to the amusement of the onlookers. When they cut the cake, they tried to offer it to all present - I didn't have any because it was mud cake, Beccy refused on grounds that it was covered in coconut, and Stevie couldn't eat anything because he had his plate in. Eventually they palmed that piece off onto Darcy, who was paying for something or other. Steson eventually turned up at the door. We hung around a little longer, checking out the sign with great satisfaction, and then he, Matt and I headed to MarketTown.
We bought chips-and-Coke from the chicken shop (well, I bought the Coke from Michel's, because it's cheaper, but the idea's there), and ate it down in the food court. We then headed into Gadget Central, and I introduced them to Steve and Pete. I freaked Matt and Steson out with some of the stuff on sale - I think my favourite's still the Blacklight hat - and we chatted with the guys for a while. I edited the scrolling light sign to say "YAY!!! NO MORE SCHOOL FOR US!!!!" - I think I've got the number of exclamation marks correct. We then headed on, through to Target, where we drooled at the games and were traumatised by the soft toys. I'm not sure which one was scariest: the singing polar bear, who's cheeks light up with a possessed red glow when activated; the Care Bears that sing at you; or the Furbys, that I was amazed to find still in existence (Steson discovered that they were on exactly the same cycle - he activated both at the same time, and they said the same things. We also found a Pikachu doll which moves its mouth and speaks in a friendly voice when you squeeze its left hand - and buzzes with "Thundershock" when you squeeze its right. (I think Matt wanted to buy it.) He did end up buying a Knuckles (from Sonic the Hedgehog) 'poseable action figure'.
After we had been completely freaked out by the assorted animated soft toys, we decided that it was probably time to head home. Steson abandoned us at that point, while Matt and I went back to my place. We ended up watching Blurred. The film still felt appropriate, even though, in a lot of ways, we were watching it six weeks early. We both agreed that the experience of Schoolies that it documents is not really one we wish to have.
At about a quarter to seven, parents drove us both to school for the graduation ceremony. I love having a friend who has his name one place before mine on the roll - it's so useful for inanities like those assemblies. And from small amounts of swapsying, we managed to get Dacre, me, Matt, and Richard in a row. That was cool.
We all lingered in the Fountain Quad after that, hugging random people and taking photos and whatever else. There were lots of plates of stuff, but I wasn't hungry enough to face any of it. My parents and Julie agreed to hang around for a while, then go out to dinner.
We eventually drove down to Norton Street and found a restaurant that was still operating at 9:45 at night. I ordered a kids meal, not just because it was the only simple thing on the menu, but also because I was still not hungry to eat a full meal. I still didn't manage to finish my chips. We hung around, chatting, and finally left around eleven.
I ended up doing assorted stuff after that, to the point where I was still up at 12:30. And then I woke up at 5:45. ...Or, more to the point, I woke up earlier than 5:45, but refused to check the clock until then. I'm going to have breakfast (I'm tempted to make bacon and eggs, though I'm not sure I can be bothered) and then be tempted by the thought of going back to bed.
-Mmaster |
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frustrated
sleepy
bouncy
cold
thirsty
okay
thoughtful
irritable
Hopeful. Also sleepy.
weird