The planned night of nothing.

Well I am happy to say that the ringing in my ears from Big Day Out has completely gone now. My worries of being kind of deaf for the rest of my life have gone away and I can now hear everything without having to try and ignore the loud ringing in my ears that was for some reason louder than any other sound that happened in my day to day life in-between now and then. I now have no excuse for not getting off this ass that I am sitting on, as in my ass, and getting up and looking for a job, or get my L’s or just do something to assist in you know, my life.

Mum had always been saying that I have ‘until Big Day Out’ and after that I need to start looking for a job. Big Day Out has happened and the ringing that Calvin gave me is now gone. I am sitting on the computer and instead of going on like, the Big W website or something and looking for a job, I am just writing about looking for a job... kind of fucked I think. You know what is more fucked? My plan for today, I’ll tell you what it is. Instead of going around handing in my application or resume into everywhere in the world that is hiring, I am going to go to Cunningham’s with Brett, Andrew and Chris and we are going to buy cheap plastic toy guns so we can run around the street and play with them tonight; like a real life Call of Duty.

There are some pluses and some minuses in the plan though, the first plus being that running around playing outside is not only good exercise, but we are also getting fresh air compared to playing Call of Duty inside on a TV sitting down. A negative that Chris just pointed out to me would have to be that running around with guns, fake or not in the streets is illegal. I decided to Google ‘running around with toy guns at night’ just to see what would come up, and what would come up, like you know, I was hoping that some laws would come up or charges or whatever. No, the first thing that comes up is ‘Cops See 12-year-old Kid Running w/ Toy Gun and Shoot Him Dead: No Charges!’ now this scares me for obvious reasons. See, as that Facebook group that I saw yesterday said, we are at the age where we are old enough to know when something is a bad idea, but we are young enough not to care. You can probably assume that what I am going to say next will be something along the lines of ‘I know that this is a possibility but it’s not like I am going to not do it,’ and if you thought that, then yeah you were right. I mean I know that it is a possibility of this happening, but it doesn’t really faze me or anything.

If a cop pulled over and asked us what we were doing though, I think that we would just say the truth, which would be that we were just running around with toy guns. I don’t think that this would warrant them shooting us dead like that twelve year old kid in thingy, but I don’t think it would warrant anything. Would a cop even do anything for something like this? You would have to get an actual dick of a cop to fine you for doing something like this I think, but really if we did that would be the shittiest thing ever. Oh actually, it would be shitter I think if they shot us dead, but a fine would be up there. Actually, it would be even shitter if we got sent to prison somehow and then we got raped, yeah that would be the worst thing that could come out of this. Let’s just hope that doesn’t happen though. Let’s just say that if there isn’t a blog tomorrow, I might be like you know, in prison getting raped by a man named Theodore Bagwell; that would be shit as.