random bull now i’m 17, in year 12, its so weird to think about how i used to think about year 12s like omg they are so old at the top of highschool how they must be so smart and wise and mature,… but now im year 12 im nothing ike that i mean i feel slightly smarter but not really, how does one urgh i gorgot my thoughts anyway

converations with people notmally consists of what subjects you do

maths x2 and science(phy and chem) and art eglish

anyway i dont know why i wanted to do this you could say i dont want to do chem look at question 31 ocean eqm, its about how um, co 2 levels rise and therefore reacts with ocean and makes more acidic i thinkkkk???? i dont knowww this feels so random

i like dont text anyone, why is that i have noidea mabey i just never have much to say and im such a boring person but like the things i do say its either doesnt make sense or im so confused  that i give up i wonder what other epople think of me but at the same time im scared of tht thought

im wtiting this because i want a um  like log of how i thought so future me is kind of ifdunno maey is like eww what the hell or mabey i will never grow up cryyyyy anyway man im so lame hahaha, what am i gonna be like in the future i have no ideaaaa, i kinder like the idea of putting this on to the interent with the intentions that i will be the only eprosn to randomly find it one day and that no one else will ever read it

and mean if i think about peoples time spans like of attetion is going down so luckily if i write so much no one witll ever read it

thoughts thoughts

wanna read me recent story i wrote for eglish i mean like it sucks but whatever it was supposed to be gothic but its not hopefully i dont fai that test but whatteeeverrr

here

Grass hollow

From the corner of my eye, I spy a small scrawny tail of a bandicoot scampering back into the depth of the shrubbery, but it was hard to tell because of the darkness, I hastefully grab my bag and flashlight. I track the pathway through the deep hole my small neighbour had created. Hopefully, I would be able to locate the nest such I could place a small invisible to the eye camera.

Nimbly dodging myself a pathway through various shrubbery and long sharp sword grasses using the crimson glow of my flashlight. The haunting shadows of black and red danced around me, and threatened to leap out and attack at any second. My legs trembled with fear as they unwillingly ventured through the native shrubbery, my flashlight gliding in front of me and guiding my way.

But I need to venture, as the nighttime was when the most valuable data could be learned, swallowing my fear, all I need to do was place the camera inside the hollow. For my research. My life’s work. My excuse

I had planned to work on this project as far away from people as I could, all they did was push me around, break my trust and throw me out. This forest was perfectly placed in a spot no one would think to go to so I could be left alone this project was my chance to show them I didn’t need them and I could work by my self

I suddenly slip over, tumbling down an enormous log, catching my breath I sigh as the size of the slippery log overwhelms me

I’m so stupid how could i get stuck in a trance, moping about why im here in the dark in a forest I don’t even truly understand, when I need to focus on following the bandicoot which I now have no trail on!

I get up, unsuccessfully ridding my pants of the grimy moss. Behind me along draped over the gigantic log are a barrier of a spiky bush, my hands hold my head as I let out a deep sigh of frustration, i turn around there’s a path that looks like it was created by either kangaroos or humans, surely it couldn’t be the latter this place was desolate and far away from the rest of society, the likeliness of it being a human is lower so I give up my resistance to follow the path, it twirls and entwines me the plants harder and harder to get around, there’s a small clearing in the pathway, my flashlight spots some paper I kneel down and grab it, reading

Record 5, the test subject is becoming useless I have decided to expose of them

I shudder, what does it mean? I get up again and a branch knocks me back flinching, my face reels raw and light, I try to focus but I’ve developed a headache, I am briefly spotting more and more geometrical objects but ive chosen to ignore them and power through as my drive to get back to the house increases more and more, as I should have tried climbing up that big log I’m getting quite far away from where I was before, surely this could lead to some kind of road? My head swooshes as I turn around, I start to head back when I come around a fork in the road this was not here before my brain hurts I can’t focus I choose one pathway as I step forward, my foot catches a branch and I go tumbling down again but this time I land on a cold harsh surface, I feel for my flashlight but my hand feel only some weirdly smooth objects I feel around so more in the pitch black ness I’ve found myself stuck in cold walls and floor I try standing up ive fractured my leg breath rising as I relies the danger of my situation, and the fact that I might not be as alone as I thought id been

The tall figures dancing around me my breaths uneven as they fall out desperately trying to get away from the shadows I turn around the corner

Splat i find myself on the ground against a tall tree. Tears falling helplessly out of my face my dirty hands smearing dirt as I try to wipe of the tears, I need to get out of this Forrest but it feels endless my conquest seems hopeless I lay down against the tree catching my breath, i try to focus on my surroudingd but its too dark

lol i cant write