I'll start off by saying a very big welcome to a very new, unusual and strange diary. Like always, I say the normal things like, 'I will always write in diaries forever,''This diary is special, the most special out of all my diaries'... and yada yada yada. So that's out the way.
Right now, it's twelve past seven at night according to my watch. My watch is set to the Suncorp digital clock that sits on top of the Suncorp skyscraper in the heart of Brisbane. Brisbane is a great place to live, even better than what it was in Perth on the other side of Australia. I've had people come up to me asking where I come from, and when I tell them, I may as well have come from the deepest denizens of space. Perth is so isolated it's backwards!
Anyway, back to Brisbane, most days it's quite hot, with high humidity that slithers into your skin and stays there. It's not uncommon to see my teachers in summer with great streams of sweat swishing down their faces, as if they're the source of the Brisbane River. And if they were, then they're probably responsible for its brown colour. Brisbane is the green city, with plants filling in the cracks between all the houses and buildings. The Botanical Gardens are right on the river, next to Queensland University, right next to the city buildings. It's nice that way, because I certainly wouldn't want to walk around everywhere seeing depressing grey all the time. Toowoomba probably got jealous way back and so they called themselves The Garden City. But us Brisbanites don't care. After all, we're the ones with more gardens than them.
Today was the first day back for Term Two of the school year. We have four terms, so we're officialy a quarter of the way through the year. But the greatest thing was that I'm back to wearing the good old school blazer with a tie and long pants. My new school's uniform was a drastic change from my last one in Perth. At Trinity, the uniform at least gave me the impression that it was a school uniform. But my new school's uniform feels all professional, like I'm going to my career everyday. But it's good all the same and better than my last one's. Tell you what; school was good too. No homework. No work. Nothing all day!
So now, I'm finishing up the first of the first of the first of many blogs to come. I just wonder Bloggy if people really do come and see this. It'll be great.
Saintin, (who really is Corey behing those curtains)