arroganton

I suppose I need to introduce some people. Otherwise things make little to no sense. And we can't have things doing that.
Flora is a girl that I've recently become a lot closer to. Always though she was a bit of a bitch - as she says she sometimes can be - but after a few parties where we spent time together, we're getting on well.
Emma is my ex-girlfriend, who I'm very good friends with. She's pissed off about Flora and I being close. Her mother recently died, so she's incredibly emotional, and fair enough.
Emily is a friend of mine, who is about my height - 5'10" - with blue eyes, cool glasses sometimes, blonde hair, curvy, good hips, 12EE breasts. Why breast size? I'm male and uh, I like breasts. Weird I know.

Camping went down well. On the second day (yesterday) I woke up feeling really fucking hungover. And I still feel hungover today. I'm always dizzy. I think it's time to see a doctor. Constant dizzyness is a bad muthafucka of a state to be in. No real highlights at camping...the breast size competition the girls started (and which Emily unsurprisingly won) wasn't bad. Beautiful area though, up North from Sydney. It's called the Basin. You can see hundreds and hundreds of stars, unlike in Sydney proper where I can barely make out the Southern fuckin' Cross.
Smoked way too much. Throat was feeling bloody repugnant. Going to take a day off smoking today. Maybe a week. It won't be easy but christ, I think it could be good for me. Gotta' give the body a break from this constant diet of cigarettes, alcohol and occasional alfalfa sprouts.
A friend of mine named Nina is considering trying out for SuicideGirl status. I'm supporting this decision of course. She's done a naked shoot with me before, and she's a good poser. She's white, about 5'5", 12C or D breasts, insane amounts of curve and a bit o' punk rock attitude. She'd be the first Sydney-based SG as far as I can tell. Which would fuckin' rock.

Rock on.