Have you ever thought that maybe, just maybe you don’t have enough pencils. I know I do quite often, and by quite often I mean not really ever. As I sit here, licking my teeth and finding little sections of flavour that taste like one dollar hot dogs, listening to Lily Allen and still laughing about what just happened at dinner... It has to be Thursday. I look forward to most days, Friday’s are Fridays, and they are just great. I have the most lessons on a Friday but I just love knowing that it is the end of the week and it is pretty much party time. Saturday is up there as the best day because it is Saturday, it is much like Friday but there is a better chance of a party happening and there are no lessons at all. Sunday are kind of shit, I am normally asleep all day and then just get up, write one of these, play some Xbox then get to bed. Monday and Tuesday are pretty shit, as in there is nothing special about them; I guess shit is a bit harsh. Wednesday is amazing; the whole day is revolved around indoor soccer. School is pretty shit on Wednesday’s, I mean there’s that boring double free, then the worst thing ever; double art and tech graphics. Thursday’s though are a day that can only be described in awesomeness if I were with you as we saw a legendary bird Pokémon and then you catch it, and then I said that is how awesome Thursday’s are, the best day ever.
Thursday’s generally get kicked off with early health, and by that I mean I sleep in, go to home group and go to double English. Double English generally consists of pure awesome, whether it is us crowded around Linou’s laptop having amazing photo booth sessions that everyone hates except for us, or just have amazing chats about something random...why am I typing this, I already have an entire blog on English... anyway, then I have that awesome triple free that today I spent at Linou’s house playing Guitar Hero 5 which is... just... words can’t describe the awesome, kind of imagine how good you felt when you caught the Red Gyarados in Pokémon Silver. Or Gold if you didn’t have Silver because you weren’t awesome enough... Now I don’t want to get into a debate about which Pokémon was the best because that would be silly, and everyone knows it is Silver anyway, so let’s just move on.
After my amazing triple free I find my way back to school for Tech Graphics, unless I decide not to go and in that case Mr. Whaites normally rings me, asking why I am not there and I get all scared and make up some excuse, then I hang up and realise that it was Whaitsey, not an actual teacher so I just tell him the next day what I was actually doing, which is normally something like playing Xbox, sleeping or that one time that he called when I was taking a poo. Thursday is also one of the only days that I do homework. I normally get home and realise that there is some assignment due the next day that I have either not started or I have to fix up a draft or something. More often it is the first one though. I thought a week or so ago, and by that I mean I heard Mr. Watts say it and I thought it was fairly good, he said that they might as well set assignments the day before they are due, because we will do them the night before anyway. It made me laugh.
The amazing Thursday is all topped off at around six or seven at night when anyone who’s awesome goes for dinner with the Thursday Night Dinner crew. This consists of anyone who wants to go, but yeah, I don’t know what I was going to say here, but I still want to keep this sentence going for one more little comma bit, and that was the comma then. We normally go to Cafe De Villis but today we decided on, we being Kendall, going to IKEA instead. Meb picked me up with a car full of people singing songs that I have never heard of, or songs that I know but don't know all the words and all that, you know how it is. I am normally one to get right into car sing alongs but I felt rather out of place when I didn't know every single word to Cry Me a River. I knew there was a restaurant at IKEA but I thought people just ate there when they wanted to go and buy a new cupboard or something, but going there for the food is the best idea ever. It isn’t like it is the best food ever, I mean the hot dog was a bit cold, and I swear that one of the chicken nuggets was a crumbed chicken neck and the chips were kind of shitty but what do you expect when the food is so cheap? The hot dogs are a dollar, one fucking dollar, amazing! My chips and nuggets kids’ meal was just under three dollars and if you have already bought an adults meal any kid’s meal is a dollar... amazing.
Three people that have never attended a Thursday night dinner before are Chrisman, Heinicke and Brett Aitken. You are probably thinking ‘Cosma, I have never been to one of these Thursday night dinners, why am I not one of those three people?’ and I will get to that, just calm down... Jesus... anyway, so unless you actually have been to one of the amazing Thursday night dinners, you were probably thinking that, and the reason I brought those three up is because they came tonight... see why I didn’t mention you, you moody prick? Now I know what you’re thinking, ‘Cosma, I know that you’re not talking to you’re not talking to me directly but I don’t appreciate you calling me a moody prick when I am reading your blog!’ and if you were thinking that, then can you please stop thinking things and just read the blog, because the more you stop and think the longer this will take to read.
It isn’t only the food at IKEA that’s cheap though, everything about the place just felt... cheap. I realised it right away but after Tahlia pointed out that the place doesn’t actually have a roof, I really started realising things like how... just everything felt cheap and imported from Sweden I think, or some other country that is similar. I just did a Wikipedia search on IKEA and yeah, it is Swedish so that was a good educated guess, or estimate as year five maths taught me. I thought that when I put my cold hot dog in the microwave labelled ‘Family Heating Centre’ all the lights would dim because it can’t handle the concentrated power to convert into heat... but it didn’t.
Andrew Heinicke has had goes at me before because I have been on my period a couple of times. Now before you say that I don’t know anything about periods and I am all wrong don’t stress because it’s true, I actually know nothing about periods. As far as I know, a period is when a woman is angry, and if that’s sexist then I’m sorry, but I’m not really sorry because I don’t know any better. Anyway, there was this one night where I was in the worst mood of my life, and Andrew and the rest said that I was on my period which was fair enough but today, if Andrew wasn’t, and sorry for maybe being sexist, but if he wasn’t bleeding out of his vagina I don’t know what is because he was such a moody little period woman. Sorry... He wouldn’t sit with us, he didn’t say goodbye and as he left he threw some unknown sauce at us that ended up getting a bit in my hair, a bit on Tahlia’s jumper and a lot on Alice’s, and I think that Alice’s jumper is stained now, probably isn’t but I’m just going to say that it is to make you feel worse!
We then made our way to the place where IKEA has their child hats which they sell apparently and we were trying them on and we all bought one each for muck up day, which should now be awesome and thanks to Dajana who always has money I am now going as a chicken or something... As we made our way out Rhys and I made it our mission to take as many of the free IKEA pencils as we could, and I ended up with maybe one too many but let’s just say that right now, I am looking at a margarine container that is very neatly filled up with smallish IKEA pencils. Today was amazingly awesome fun, and I didn’t think anything could top it, until I saw some amazing persons Facebook status.
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Thursday’s generally get kicked off with early health, and by that I mean I sleep in, go to home group and go to double English. Double English generally consists of pure awesome, whether it is us crowded around Linou’s laptop having amazing photo booth sessions that everyone hates except for us, or just have amazing chats about something random...why am I typing this, I already have an entire blog on English... anyway, then I have that awesome triple free that today I spent at Linou’s house playing Guitar Hero 5 which is... just... words can’t describe the awesome, kind of imagine how good you felt when you caught the Red Gyarados in Pokémon Silver. Or Gold if you didn’t have Silver because you weren’t awesome enough... Now I don’t want to get into a debate about which Pokémon was the best because that would be silly, and everyone knows it is Silver anyway, so let’s just move on.
After my amazing triple free I find my way back to school for Tech Graphics, unless I decide not to go and in that case Mr. Whaites normally rings me, asking why I am not there and I get all scared and make up some excuse, then I hang up and realise that it was Whaitsey, not an actual teacher so I just tell him the next day what I was actually doing, which is normally something like playing Xbox, sleeping or that one time that he called when I was taking a poo. Thursday is also one of the only days that I do homework. I normally get home and realise that there is some assignment due the next day that I have either not started or I have to fix up a draft or something. More often it is the first one though. I thought a week or so ago, and by that I mean I heard Mr. Watts say it and I thought it was fairly good, he said that they might as well set assignments the day before they are due, because we will do them the night before anyway. It made me laugh.
The amazing Thursday is all topped off at around six or seven at night when anyone who’s awesome goes for dinner with the Thursday Night Dinner crew. This consists of anyone who wants to go, but yeah, I don’t know what I was going to say here, but I still want to keep this sentence going for one more little comma bit, and that was the comma then. We normally go to Cafe De Villis but today we decided on, we being Kendall, going to IKEA instead. Meb picked me up with a car full of people singing songs that I have never heard of, or songs that I know but don't know all the words and all that, you know how it is. I am normally one to get right into car sing alongs but I felt rather out of place when I didn't know every single word to Cry Me a River. I knew there was a restaurant at IKEA but I thought people just ate there when they wanted to go and buy a new cupboard or something, but going there for the food is the best idea ever. It isn’t like it is the best food ever, I mean the hot dog was a bit cold, and I swear that one of the chicken nuggets was a crumbed chicken neck and the chips were kind of shitty but what do you expect when the food is so cheap? The hot dogs are a dollar, one fucking dollar, amazing! My chips and nuggets kids’ meal was just under three dollars and if you have already bought an adults meal any kid’s meal is a dollar... amazing.
Three people that have never attended a Thursday night dinner before are Chrisman, Heinicke and Brett Aitken. You are probably thinking ‘Cosma, I have never been to one of these Thursday night dinners, why am I not one of those three people?’ and I will get to that, just calm down... Jesus... anyway, so unless you actually have been to one of the amazing Thursday night dinners, you were probably thinking that, and the reason I brought those three up is because they came tonight... see why I didn’t mention you, you moody prick? Now I know what you’re thinking, ‘Cosma, I know that you’re not talking to you’re not talking to me directly but I don’t appreciate you calling me a moody prick when I am reading your blog!’ and if you were thinking that, then can you please stop thinking things and just read the blog, because the more you stop and think the longer this will take to read.
It isn’t only the food at IKEA that’s cheap though, everything about the place just felt... cheap. I realised it right away but after Tahlia pointed out that the place doesn’t actually have a roof, I really started realising things like how... just everything felt cheap and imported from Sweden I think, or some other country that is similar. I just did a Wikipedia search on IKEA and yeah, it is Swedish so that was a good educated guess, or estimate as year five maths taught me. I thought that when I put my cold hot dog in the microwave labelled ‘Family Heating Centre’ all the lights would dim because it can’t handle the concentrated power to convert into heat... but it didn’t.
Andrew Heinicke has had goes at me before because I have been on my period a couple of times. Now before you say that I don’t know anything about periods and I am all wrong don’t stress because it’s true, I actually know nothing about periods. As far as I know, a period is when a woman is angry, and if that’s sexist then I’m sorry, but I’m not really sorry because I don’t know any better. Anyway, there was this one night where I was in the worst mood of my life, and Andrew and the rest said that I was on my period which was fair enough but today, if Andrew wasn’t, and sorry for maybe being sexist, but if he wasn’t bleeding out of his vagina I don’t know what is because he was such a moody little period woman. Sorry... He wouldn’t sit with us, he didn’t say goodbye and as he left he threw some unknown sauce at us that ended up getting a bit in my hair, a bit on Tahlia’s jumper and a lot on Alice’s, and I think that Alice’s jumper is stained now, probably isn’t but I’m just going to say that it is to make you feel worse!
We then made our way to the place where IKEA has their child hats which they sell apparently and we were trying them on and we all bought one each for muck up day, which should now be awesome and thanks to Dajana who always has money I am now going as a chicken or something... As we made our way out Rhys and I made it our mission to take as many of the free IKEA pencils as we could, and I ended up with maybe one too many but let’s just say that right now, I am looking at a margarine container that is very neatly filled up with smallish IKEA pencils. Today was amazingly awesome fun, and I didn’t think anything could top it, until I saw some amazing persons Facebook status.
Georgia Guerinet feels like reading a Nick Cosma blog!
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