Just under an hour ago I wrote a short rap which is awaiting review from my two designated critics. They haven't received it yet because they aren't available for me to send it to but hopefully they will be soon.

At any rate, I'm somewhat underprepared (yet again) for my trip to Japan. I don't even know where my ticket is and my room was as messy as it was from Day 1 of the HSC. I should get to cleaning it tomorrow evening. My clothes are all in this basket in front of my closet and I should get to organising that stuff to.

Centrelink has fucked me again. I was told to get online and register with my reference number. And I did, and when I tried to set a password and some secret questions they went to a page that said:

'This service is temporarily unavailable. Please try again later.'

which seriously annoys the fuck out of me because there are 5 questions. And I continually have to type them along with my personal details. It's like they forbid me from wanting my goddamn youth allowance. Fuck government, fuck centrelink and fuck capitalism. (However, I do not support communism)

I've taken a small interest to dancing and it's getting increasingly influential. I want to dance but I know I can't. I suppose trying it out won't hurt, unless I try doing a backflip. Breakdancing should be the final step and C-walking will be the first. I don't know how dancing deviated to shuffling and jumpstyle. I shake my head in disapproval to dances such as those.