Just went for a lovely stroll in the Eastern Beach area.

When William dropped me off at Philip Chiu's house, there were these wanky boys who you'd imagine all wanked together playing a great big game of wankball. I describe them in that fashion in contempt. Anyway, upon seeing me they all said "hey look its the buzzy bee boy"

And then later on when I discovered this place with a great view of Eastern Beach and a picnic table (which I noted down the location of for future reference for dates or whatever) I overheard people from a house saying "hey isn't that the guy who sings with Butter Chicken"...

I wonder if I'm really that much of a celebrity in Macleans. Nobody ever seems to mention it in school though. There was this one time where the brother of the current head boy shook my hand though, and when I asked him why he said it was because I was Fried Rice.

;_;

Anyway. I then proceeded to wave through the roughly sinusodial wavefronts on the beach...and I came across this fucking dead ass life size awesome looking stingray. I was fully gonna pick it up and carry it home but then I realised I couldn't be bothered.

Then walking through school I sat down on a bench and watch this awesome model plane do stalls and loop the loops and corkscrews and the like. Then on the way home, I was attacked by a parachute. The guy controlling it just laughed, ignorant of my utter pain (okay maybe it didn't hurt)

And then I'm here. And then like...my FFXI hasn't finished updating GAR

And then im eating yummy crackers mmm