some girl is talking

exams.

as the golden girl has recently said, they are pretty much what the whole year revolves around. the final year of high school consists of study and tests which are the leading preparations for the last exams and the ticket to a glorious future. the underlying deal is that great success in exams will equal great success after the final year and shit results will equal... well youre basically screwed and living in a cardboard box. this makes the day of an average year twelve student as following: get up - eat - travel - school - travel - sport (if motivated) - eat - study - sleep.. and this cycle is repeated throughout the week. naturally there are things which will come and go as the year passes by, to distract us from what the year is about, and these are: part time jobs - music festivals - balls/events - parties - drugs - sex - alcohol - maddog car races down the freeway - lookin' t0t3$ $3xY for that hottie and so on and so forth ...

it is currently week two of the examination period. after a two - three week period since the release of the time table everyone has been studying their asses of. i have just finished the bulk of my exams and i was ready for a break. it all started on the afternoon of my third exam. i went to go get hot chocolate with my best guy friend anderson. it had been a while since we had last crossed paths so it was an enjoyable afternoon filled with witty comments and humerus topics. we were there interrupted by several awkward coincides...

1. metalhead: he walks by with two friends of his. we greeted each other with an awkward hug and i then progressed to introducing him to anderson which then lead to an awkward handshake shared between the two of them. after this the silence was filled with attempted witty comments about how we were to spend the night. since then i have been asking myself how things have become so awkward between me and him. i find myself regretting how i felt and what i did because i prefer how things were before and i really miss that. we were just two people that clicked instantly and now its just a load of nothingness when we converse.

2. little jay: it had been a while since i had seen this blast from the past. i wasnt expecting a conversation after all the hurt that we had put each other through. but i was surprised with small talk about life and exams in general, it was nice. maybe we could have a round two for this friendship or is that two risky after all thats gone down?

3. that night was the night of the local clothing shops "doo" and also happened to be the night i was hanging out with a new potential. his name is arnold (named after hey arnold off nickelodeon, thats right you guessed it - hes a footy) and he is pretty much flawless in every way possible. he arrived at my door and off we went for the magical night ahead. we bought dinner and ate it on the foreshore front, in view of the limited city views. we talked and laughed as we found our way to the store. we said our hellos and goodbyes pretty much straight after our arrival as we much preferred our lighthearted conversations. arnold played the charm card and i automatically got sucked in and went head over heels. the rest of the night was spent at my house with harmless flirtations and mocking of television, a kiss goodnight sealed the deal as well i suppose.

im not sure if im getting myself into trouble. or if im trying to run away from an awkward situation. but theres only one way to find out.

my lovely friend Bee -

we met at age ten, i hated her with a great passion. but it seemed the more occasions where we were forced to spend great lengths of time with one another, the more we began to love each others differences. its been seven years since then and i give her a five star award in friendship. its weird because we have never really called each other besties, biffles, bff, whatever other label - this relationship has crossed a whole new level (no we are not lesbians) because she is more of a sister to me.

we have defiantly had our ups, downs and whiplashes from this rollercoaster that we call coming of age but its always ended with a smile. she has put up with my tears, my crazy stories and my rage. there have been times when ive been worried about her - times i dont think i could have helped with, even if i tried. if anything had of happened i really dont know what i would have done with myself. but lately that doesnt matter because ive seen a change and a happiness which i have never seen before. finally she is getting what she deserves.