In the Morning

When I first came out here, I was under the impression that the Ag kids, aka farm kids, were tough and didn't do emotional crap. It was probably a generalisation, but from watching their drunkenness and brash personalities, it's hard to think otherwise. A friend was telling me about how she's been friends with this guy called Max for a while now who used to go to uni here last year. She was telling me he's an incredibly nice guy who now works on a farm close by. My friend said he would come out to uni just to visit her, and she knew he liked her. A few days ago they were sitting in her common room watching TV when he said 'I love you' to her. To make it clear, they aren't dating or anything. She didn't know what to say, freaked out, and kicked him out of her building with a quick excuse of needing to study. Now they haven't spoken in a week. She told me that farm guys are one of the most emotional, soppy kind of guys out there.

She had a friend who was seeing a farm guy for two months before he told her he wanted to marry and have kids with her. The breaking point was when his mother called her and asked when she had free time to come help redecorate the house on the farm to how she wanted it since she'd be 'living there in the future'. TWO MONTHS. The girl broke up with him and he cried.

Telephone

Sometimes I wish I had been rebellious in high school. Even slightly. Anything. Whenever I talk to Sheenal, we always end up talking about our past, and she was a massive rebel. She has had the most interesting teenage life, bloody hell.

She was telling me how just before the end of year 12, she and her friend, Sky, did this horrendously 'Mean Girls' kind of thing to these two girls who annoyed them. I get the impression Sheenal was one of those girls in school. Anywho, they were at the library when they drew up this poster. The poster said 'Casual Sex Wanted. Willing to do anything, called Sexy Shaz or Nasty Natalie' (something along that) with the mobile phones of those two girls attached. They made multiple copies of these and put them on P plater windscreens, in mail boxes, everywhere. So those girls began wondering why they started getting phone calls, asking for casual sex. Sheenal told me they made a mistake of placing one of the fliers in a different friend's mail box. Sky's handwriting was distinctive so they worried that they would get caught, so they decided to get into the house, distract him and steal the flier back. The only reason Sheenal brought it up was because Sky had just found one of the fliers again and sent her a picture.

Man, this is what teenage soap dramas are made of. She's lived that teenage life that we see in The O.C. and whatever. She's had a stalker down the road who used to use binoculars to spy on her, a hot neighbour who saw her climb into her window in her PJ shorts because she accidentally locked herself out of the house, lived in FIJI for the first few years of her life, and who knows what else. Her friend Sky by the way, now owns and runs these 5 star hotels on Surfer's Paradise, given to her by her family. How do these people have lives like this? And where can I get one for myself?