We all felt it, the push pull, the struggle of being a kid in a super grown up world.

Super exhausted but I'm snuggled up in mum and dad's bed watching Foreign Correspondent with mum, Tuesday night tradition. Tonight the topic is acid throwing in Bangladesh. Apparently it's become some sort of disgusting way of punshing women and babies, throwing buckets of acid on girls faces because not only does it cause the most immense pain it comes with a terrible social stigma, the disfigured are shunned by their villages and society at large. Most of the cases are because of land and housing disputes, what it is really is women being victims of the cruel mentality of men in a society that favours them largely.

ANYWAY, enough of my little information session. I wish they would just chuck a journalism degree at me, save so much time and money and frankly, if you can structure a sentence, pay attention to detail and are good with people then you're practically already a journalist!

Today T and I trotted around uni and went to Indro to get her birthday dress, which amazingly, was a last minute success! It's wonderful.

We stopped off at the chocolate men's (Volt and Jude) pad where Peter (Barbados) was also lounging about. The laughs I get out of those boys is just insane and I feel like this year hasn't been a waste on a couple of separate occasions, one being when I look at the article I had published in that fake magazine thing for AMUNC and another being when I think of all my new friends, and my new friends being friends with my old friends and then voila! My world has simultaneously gotten bigger and smaller but ultimately more friendly and loving. Oh and I also think about the fact I saw Coldplay live and then I think about Wolston Park adventure and the afternoon April and Teagan and I almost got skewered by bulls after stumbling into a paddock by accident and then I think about late night soccer games and meteor showers and the road trips and the dozens and dozens of 18ths and putting a blow up boat in the Bremer River and all the other magical things that have happened and all I can think is fuck me sideways, I am the luckiest person in the entire world.

and despite the fact that this early freak show by nature of a heat wave is making everyone a little spastic and all this weird shit is happening and my eye balls hurt from dust in the hot wind, I still hold to that. I have a spectacular life.

Love,

Jackie x

PS- I got told I was fine the way I was today. yay!