It's official.

I am screwed for the Aus History exam.

I'm in Aus History now, not listening.

fml.

Wanna see something rather personal?

OK.

Below is the message I sent to a friend via fb message.


Hello.
First, let me clarify a few points.

1. I am socially inept and completely nerdy.
2. I get along with you reasonably well compared to other boys.
3. The aforementioned point isn't saying much as I know a total of two boys.
4. I am totally chickenshit exemplified by the medium used for this request (that being facebook).
5. (I apologise for the intense awkwardness field I'm about to create) I have a formal this year.

Given points 1 through 5 are accepted as fact, would you be ok to come to my formal with me as a [suffering] family-friend type?
If you are ok to come, that's cool, and if you aren't, that's cool too.

Yeah. I'm that lame.

I am disappoint

Whilst shopping with my beloved mother today, I offered to push the then empty trolley.
I leant on the handlebars.
I forgot Newton's Third Law.
I fell.
I bounced.
The upturned cart screeched painfully along the ground.
My knees went red.
I laughed.
My mother was unamused.