The pondering.

This has to be the dullest weekend in a while, usually on weekends I can at least write about what I have done or what I am going to do but nothing is on, and compared to the last three party filled weekends this is just dull... Last night, Chris, Linou and Jadon were chilling at mine and me unless you didn’t already gather that I was there. Nothing at all was on, like, nothing, we were just sitting there watching my brother play the FIFA 10 demo, which is the exact same thing as 09 by the way, not a single thing even remotely changed as far as I can tell. Anyway, we went for a drive to see if that would cure our boredom and it sort of did I guess. We decided to drive around and we made our way to Unley High School, it’s a great place to just go walk around and yeah, anyway, I don’t really know what I am talking about so I’ll skip to the good bit.

Unless you don’t know, it is illegal to be at a public school after eleven at night, they just assume that by you being there, you are going to break shit and burn the school down and raid lockers and steal shit and anything else that you can possible do that would be bad. So as we drive down that road to the car park that has the amazingly fast speed limit of ten going even faster, we must have been going at least twenty, if not twenty five. Thinking that we were going to die, Jadon yelled for us to slow down in a mad panic attack and then he lent on the wheel and honked on the horn. I thought to myself, ‘man, cops always get called whenever we make noise at school this late, honking that horn is probably not the best idea of all time, wouldn’t be the worst, but not the best. Then again, what really is the best idea ever, and whatever it is, surely it can’t be beaten by a random idea.’ As I was ridiculously side tracked by thinking of the premise of thinking about what the best idea ever would be, we pull into the car park and see a car. My trail of thoughts then pondered over to who it would be, and then my thoughts turned into words when I saw that it was a security car and those words said something like ‘let’s get the fuck out of here’.

Just a word of advice, do not get Linou as your driver if you ever go egging or if you want to kill a man and get away or if you want to rob a bank or anything that involves fast evasive driving, this security guy was chasing us and Linou was going like forty until he just pulled over...imagine if you did that after you egged a guy, he would fuck you up. Anyway, this guy talked to us and yeah, that’s it for that half of the story. Then we were thinking about which other schools we could go to and just walk around, we decided on Saint John’s which if you don’t know is up near like, Blackwood or some shit... anyway, so we went over to Saint John’s and the gate was closed so we just started driving off and made it to some petrol station to see if the car was okay, it smelt like the clutch exploded, anyway... as we are ready to drive off, we see a security car pulling into the petrol station and my mind begins to ponder again, not as much as before but there was definitely pondering, ‘fuck me, that is so the same guy!’

It was, he walks over to us and asks, ‘are you those guys that I kicked out of Unley High?’ but that doesn’t matter, you probably won’t find this that amazing but the same guy was all the way up in Blackwood after we saw him at Unley...amazing, weather it was just a coincidence that we were in two completely random places together or he followed us, it was still fucking awesome, and of coarse the second this happened, my mind pondered... ‘yes, I was hoping something would happen tonight that is worth writing about!’