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[melwil]

My radio just said something about a drug stash being found in a bakery oven in Sydney. Wouldn't that just ruin the drugs?

*Tries to understand the minds of people who deal drugs. Fails.*

*Tries to understand the minds of bakery workers drudging up old memories of being one. Fails*

~*~

Another busy day today. Then I'm off to Peachester tomorrow to do my sister's hair for her high school graduation (formal or prom - you know, fancy dresses, dancing, celebrating the end of school) I did it on Friday night for a trial and it made her look really grown up. I feel old.

Wednesday and Thursday I'm concentrating mainly on Concert stuff. Well that and making Donna and Josh have a baby in my Sims.

Friday I go up to the old high school and watch my sister finish school forever. It's bringing all sorts of vivid memries back, actually. I wonder if the Principal's speech at clap out will be the same one that he did at grad, like in my year. I wonder if anyone will dance down the corridor, like the guy who walked down the corridor like me did. I wonder if anyone will have pink hair like my friend *g*.

Tell me about your last week of high school. What was it like? What did you do? How did you feel?

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[reblog.livejournal.com]

the bakery oven was being shipped into the country on a plane, with the drug stash inside it. :)

it had to be a bakery oven - a domestic oven would not fit even a quarter of the stuff. check out the size of the stash:

[bec-w.livejournal.com]

They probably bought the oven specifically to ship the drugs :lol:

[dienacht.livejournal.com]

I was actually so relieved it was al over. I wasn't happy, or sad, just relieved. For my Valedictory I wore that crazy green 80's dress with the bright coloured flowers which you've seen me wear a few times. I got is especially for the night, because the theme was "party" (mmm, original) but I was probably the only student who actually bothered and everyone thought I was weird. But at least I left an impression on my school mates, I still hear rumours about me going around to this day.

I hope we have a reunion, just so I can show them all twhat sort of person I am. That is to say, I didn't change likes some of my friends, but I think I became a better version of the girl I used to be.

[jennifergearing.livejournal.com]

I don't think this really counts, but my last week of highschool consisted of sleeping a lot, then spending the last day running about getting approval from all my teachers to unenrol from my subjects, because I was dropping out, and facing the gammut of "but you're so smart, what are you going to do if you don't finish?"

[tangochocky.livejournal.com]

I spent the last week of high school running around getting my friends to sign everything of mine, cried heaps and heaps and heaps, we finished on the Thursday morning, we did the traditional laps around the school (whee! it was FUN!) in my pretty blue car, that night we all went to Jessie's for one last Astronomy night/get together with friends (NB NOT a major party, just girlfriends hanging out) in which I remember laying outside for a long time with Jessie watching the stars. pretty. Friday we had the graduation dinner (not a formal) which we went to in our uniforms. And said goodbye. I didn't get to go out afterwards, since I had a dancing competition the next day. So Saturday was at the comp, and getting a new boyfriend (Pete, one of only two guys I've ever really loved), and Sunday I left for schoolies with Tahn, Kelly and Erin... we went to Tangalooma for a weeks vacation! It rocked!!! (and no drinking or boys - awesomeness!)

[baggers.livejournal.com]

My muck up day marked the start of the final week. It was insane, with 90% of the grade (of more than 160 people) showing up at 5.30am to be greeted by security guards with dogs, and getting told to leave the school grounds by 8.30am and everyones water pistols being taken away. We did manage to TP and Glad Wrap the entire carpark/bus bay though, which was crazy because it was huge. That was our last day of classes, so we all went to Burleigh Point and got drunk and had water fights (how to tell you went to a Catholic school, number 362). The next night was our graduation mass, which was your average do, and we all got candles. Mine melted on top of my old computer monitor some weeks later. Afterwards the entire grade, and I do mean the entire grade, showed up at one guys house and it was possibly the best night of my highschool life. Everyone was getting along, old cliques just didn't exist, it was just a big group of people, celebrating the end of a shared experience. I may or may not have informed everyone in the back yard that I was a dyke, too. :D Everyone was absolutely blotto, but one guy drank too much, the police and ambulance showed up and we all had to leave :)

Exams exams exams, then graduation dinner, which was same old same old, then like our formal afterparty, a bus picked us up a block away from where it was held (because "the school wasnt supposed to know" never mind that the girl organizing it, the school captain, was the daughter of the Deputy Principal) and we had our after party at a night club at Broadbeach that we had booked for ourselves. Lets just say people were showing up with outdoor bar style eskys full of booze. Good, good times. Yes, there really was that much drinking going on during my final week of school.

My high school had a policy that everyone had to attend the last day (actually I think that is a govt. regulation) but they didn't want as all showing up drunk, so the school/parish puts on a bbq on the beach at the surf club every year on the final day. So the bus picked everyone up from the night club at 5am and took us there, where we all sat dozing on the beach, watching the sun rise.

And that was the last time I saw over 50% of my grade.

[melwil.livejournal.com]

That's huge.

Thank goodness too. I thought they might have the drugs next to the sweet chilli twists and sausage rolls.

Or inside them . . .

My last week - uncomplete

[wierdgurl30.livejournal.com]

On Monday we had HRE day ...
On Tuesday we left school at 9.30 to get ready for Grad, followed by a grad ball
On Wednesday we arrived at school at 10.45 to go to the beach and watch Jared's hand swell up from a jellyfish sting.
On Friday I will have clapout ... and Sarah and I plan to skip down the corridor - My name will be the last spoken out on the list so its a given that I'll be with Sarah. Eamon will have bright red sideburns from Grad, but the rest of the people will mostly have brown hair ...

Hope you enjoy :P