Income Tax Assessment Act 1936

Yesterday was Saturday, but I didn't get to blog, and you'll see why later on in my blog.

I woke up pretty late, like noon. I was going to eat cereal by stupid autistic cousin drank all the milk, so I had to eat toast. and I hate toast, because its like a stupid imitation of chips.
This also led me to the conclusion that people called ALVIN drink all the fcking milk D:< Since I had work at like 2ish, I was going to leave except my cousin wanted to go with me to the city and 'look around' for 4 hours. With no money GG. But obviously, not my problem so I said ok.

LUCKILY the bus was uber fast, and the ticket machine broke down so I didn't have to worry about not having a concession card. I arrived like 30 minutes early, and was going to DDR but then my cousin wanted to show him around. I had no idea where he wanted to go, so I led him to the goodwill bridge and then left. =/

Work was alot better without evil james imitation, and everyone was nice, esp Morgan, and the 4 hours went by uber quick. although I also got burnt by the stupid fillet bun steamer.

I got a uber slurpee afterwards, and halfway on the bus, my mum calls and tells me we're going to Shangrila for dinner. I got to sunnybank at 6, and since there was no dinner until 7, I bought another slurpee and went to laurence's house, where we mocked Bris31/QCTV or whatever. "We" at dinner turned out to be my dad's colleagues' families, which was uber awkward and they all looked like this:
Yeah, but besides that the food was nice. We then went to have 'tea' at one of their houses which was like tea until 1am, which was really zZz.

Today, my cousin's comp broke and my mum made me fix it which took 2 hours D:< I thought I needed cheering up, so I played DDR and almost made it past the gallops in Fascination Eternal Love Mix on expert, which was pretty n_n. And I was also 3 greats away from AAA in Freeway Shuffle TT. BESIDES this I also tried to work on my EE, i.e. made title page (<3 grade 4 skillz), but then resorted to writing CAS journals. Ex(c)iting I know (inside joke) And now, milly is trying to organise ice skating but any night I'm free they don't have a night session. WHO EVEN GOES TO DAY SESSIONS? (People called Alvi.........) Ok, nvm, friday night is good I guess. Maybe I'll write more after I've finished flaming milly.

EDIT: I just realised my blog has 3.4k words ->>>> transfer effort to EE.
also, sorry the title has no relation to this post forever, I'm just hoping to draw in a larger (possibly more boring audience)
yah, thanks