Bombshell.

My room is a mess. I will clean it...eventually. However right now I'm happy to keep adding things to the ever increasing pile that now reaches my hips....it's concerning to say the least. It seems to me that once a piece of clothing is added to the pile, it is never to be seen again, unless I go mining that is; but that requires some serious equipment so usually I just grab what's left of my clothes (the rejects) from the cupboards and walk around dressed like I don't own a mirror to check myself in.

There is no carpet. My room is not big to begin with and considering my poor decision in choosing a queen size bed, my shoebox of a room is made even tinier by the ridiculously big furniture that is spread throughout. So now, what room I did have left is covered with random stuff. I don't even know if some of the stuff in here is mine. I mean, when would I ever wear sunglasses? I'm a Ranga for gods sake! I don't go out into the sun. There I seems to be a large collection of shoeboxes too and I don't remember the last time I bought shoes.... I really should just clean it but I'm happier just to wait till I can talk someone into doing it for me....

Anyways we have house arts coming up, which is where the school attempts to instil house spirit by forcing years 5-12 together to sing. dance, act and draw. It's a thoroughly enjoyable experience...... *Mild sarcasm intended* I have a solo in "under the bridge" by the red hot chilli peppers, it's sad coz I really love the song but can't sing it to save myself....I apologise in advance.

On a side note I got the top mark in the History SAC. I'm really only writing that so on the off chance that I re-read my blog in a few years, I can read that and remember the good times of getting the top mark in at least one of my SACs....english and maths scores impending....

Hope all is well.