Danger: high quality DNA.

The other day I told my mum I wanted to do a degree in Middle Eastern Studies (cos its hectic atm) or like Liberal Studies or like Inernational Studies. Then she gave me her "Thinking look" and was like "Mm". And so.. I stopped wanting to do a degree in Middle Eastern Studies.
There actually is no point to that story except that my life has no point atm! Like it has a point, but not a sharp sharp deadly spearlike point-point yknow?
Nursing is so way out of the question now, it's at this totally rando campus. They advertise all this Oh look at what we do at Manning Bar and check out the neo-gothic quadrangle, it's like totally fantaboolishious. and then they chuck me at some campus opposite a cemetary... don't think so.
Snap.



Tania left on Sunday, and I reckon I'll miss her presencee. cos she's funnnnnny in my-family-funny way. in melbourne, phyl, me and her squished onto this little double bed and she just talked for the whole night about nothing. And i only just started force feeding her vegemite... it's an acquired taste.. and now she'll never acquire it. makes me blue clues.

I cooked rice today because my mum went all AWOL on us and i totally started frapping because it was disgustissimo... leaving me and my poor poor brother riceless. However, S'Ok now cos i just gave him Spam. lol i love meat in a can meat in a can