Good public transport yesterday, terrible form today

One day without updating my blog, and people start clamouring for for a post. It's amazing that people notice the absence of these inane drivels of consciousness, especially those that I wouldn't have thought would read it. But there you go.

This is also going to be a pile of not-very-well-thought-out drivel, and will probably be low on humour and loaded up on jaded bitterness. I've been, and still am, in what they call a "fey" mood, fey meaning strange. I'm not exactly unhappy, just not very in it, and slightly tired, but not from anything discernible. Feel like I just can't be bothered making the effort with much at all. Just sick of it all I guess. Hope tomorrow's better. Please let it be better. Not that today was bad. I just made it bad.

Yesterday was a very fortunate day of public transportness. Why didn't I talk about it yesterday? I didn't think anybody would be interested. Why am I posting it now? Shut up.

On the way to uni, the ticket machine receptacle thing was out of order. Then on the way back, I was on an express bus, because that stops at my usual stop. However, my mother called me and told me to get off at a stop that an express bus would normally not stop at. And I forgot that express buses don't stop there. So I kept going until I got to the stop, whereby the bus driver was like "Yeah, next time, make sure you don't get on the express." But he stopped for me. Apologising profusely, I gratefully got off.

I still can't pinpoint why I was in such internal turmoil today. Combination of things I guess. And just to cap it off, it's raining now. Heavily.

Don't worry if you didn't understand the above. I don't understand it most of the time either.

Word of the Day: Fey

Ready to rumble

How fitting that my 100th post should be on the eve of our English exam. English exam, VCE, 2nd November, 2007. You heard it here first.

To celebrate, I invite you all to a party at my house tomorrow morning. You better come.

So anyway, as I was saying, English exam marks the start of a long and arduous journey of exams. My next one is on Thursday. I want to take someone to Cup Day. Not that anyone would want to, exam or no. But I can dream.

This isn't a very interesting post, for a 100th post. I guess I'd like to thank all my faithful, loyal, special, lovely, superlatively talented blog readers. I don't know how you can stand to read my blog, especially when it's in such an out-of-the-way place i.e. not on MySpace. I can't even read it myself sometimes. Without you, there would be no blog. I would lose my drive, my inspiration, my motivation. Thank-you once again, and good luck and many happy returns for the exam period. Let's all be comfortable in the knowledge that it'll all be finished in a few weeks. See you at the other end.