<body><script type="text/javascript"> function setAttributeOnload(object, attribute, val) { if(window.addEventListener) { window.addEventListener('load', function(){ object[attribute] = val; }, false); } else { window.attachEvent('onload', function(){ object[attribute] = val; }); } } </script> <div id="navbar-iframe-container"></div> <script type="text/javascript" src="https://apis.google.com/js/platform.js"></script> <script type="text/javascript"> gapi.load("gapi.iframes:gapi.iframes.style.bubble", function() { if (gapi.iframes && gapi.iframes.getContext) { gapi.iframes.getContext().openChild({ url: 'https://www.blogger.com/navbar/19737174?origin\x3dhttps://pretentiousgame.blogspot.com', where: document.getElementById("navbar-iframe-container"), id: "navbar-iframe" }); } }); </script>
March 07, 2006




bookburning

oh fuck i feel great.

i sorted though my notes. i have a tonne of notes. i inherited alot of notes from my sister. about... well id say nearly 30kg of notes.

thats yr11 and y12. rite now? i have just as much as her.

w00t! turns out i didn't need them sis. thanks. im self sufficient.

at the end of the year. im going to sit in front of a bonfire, and check every peice of paper and remminise. "book burning" i call it. people around a fire, and we talk about how we stayed up all nite writing an essay, that we're about to burn in - under 3 seconds.

whos in?

guns-a-blazing; 11:37 PM

MYSELF;

` jimmy.

MEMORIES;

December 2005 January 2006 February 2006 March 2006 April 2006 May 2006 June 2006 July 2006 August 2006 September 2006 October 2006 November 2006 December 2006 January 2007 February 2007 March 2007 April 2007 May 2007 June 2007 October 2007


DREAM MAP;

  • Chubby Hubby
  • Helen.y
  • David
  • Serena
  • Danmei
  • Corrina
  • Mary
  • Kathy
  • Steven
  • Helen.t
  • Bianca
  • Land