Liek, zomg.
I think I learnt what the hell flirting is, yesterday - and I think I did it.
On a slightly less odd but even more surreal note, strange things always seem to happen on school trips. Specifically, on the bus home. Everyone gets more… open. Friendships are reconciled, or made, and truths come to light. Memories return and are seen in a new light.
I think it’s something to do with the night.
March 24th, 2008 at 10:32 pm
Henry Miller once said that he wished the world existed in a state of perpetual night. A friend n’ I were actually just discussing that over the weekend. We agree wholeheartedly.
March 31st, 2008 at 5:25 am
Glad you’re getting the hang of the flirting thing.