so myf did come home, apparently he just had a night out on the town and was in the backyard the next morning... now he is suffering through house arrest. i think buster was happy he had come home.
yesterday something really weird happened. i was riding my bike - my new/used $10 ghetto bmx - home from tafe and i had just turned off hunter st about to cross the train tracks at wickham station, when this boy who was about 17 stood infront of my bike to stop me. he had a bourbon and coke can in his hand and seemed a bit pissed. so when i stop he says 'can i have your mobile phone??' i said 'no', pushed past him and started riding again, then he yelled at me saying 'well give me your fucking bike!'at this point i was a bit freaked so started riding faster, when suddenly i feel a thump on my arm - he'd hurled his bourbon and coke can at me.... it hurt so much but i was so freaked out i just kept riding. i got to tighes hill and checked out my arm - a blue bruise had started to come up and it was very hurty.
hmmm..... that kinda sucked.... i don't think i will ride to tafe today...