...Yeah that was just a random title with no real relation to this journal entry. Thought it was true. It's Friday now and the week has officially ended. Just another stress-filled week of Year 12, yay. But more importantly, I had one hell of an eventful afternoon. Well, not really, but still. The eventful bit is further down, however.

When the bell went I went to see our year level manager about dropping Japanese. Yeah, Jap classes. If you actually know me, this is a pretty big thing, as I'm really quite obsessed with Japanese, but I have a reason. I did Year 12 Jap last year when I was in year 11, so it seems pointless doing it this year now... She's all okay with it, but when I turned around to leave the room... My ex-Japanese teacher was behind me =_=;; By ex-Jap, I mean, he hasn't been my teacher for a while now. I had to do Jap out of school because it was causing subject clashes. But ever since when he had a go at me after I told him I was quitting his class to do Jap elsewhere back in term one (during which he called me an 'arrogant teenager who shits all over teachers' in those exact words) I have been really really scared of him. I ran so so so fast and I really really hope he didn't hear me talking about actually quitting doing Japanese. Only I swear he looked pissed off ;; Oh well. Oh, by the way, I still plan on studying Japanese at Uni.

Now here's what I really wanted to ramble about. After that, my sister and I walked home. It being a Friday, all the students were in a rush to get out of school as fast as possible, so it was messy and stuff and it took us a while to get out. We then got onto the first of the two long streets we have to walk along. (well, the other streets we're only on for like... 10-20 metres, so...) There was a crowd of people on both streets at approximately the same point on the road. I... Have managed to get myself a pretty crap reputation at my school, so I really didn't want to have to walk through or past any crowds of students, because I hate getting crap from other students. So we crossed to the other side of the road, where there was a smaller group of girls. At least 10, I would wager. Not wanting to pass either of the crowds, my sister and I patiently waited for one of the crowds to vanish. After watching the girls for a while, I realised they were outside of a house which is the residence of one of the students at my school. I wondered why they were all there, when a few of them started chucking rocks at the house.

Yeah... I knew something was up then.

A couple of the girls were smoking, and they were all shouting heaps of insults and threats and stuff, and swearing a hell of a lot, towards the house, which the girl was in. (By the way, I know the girl's name, but I'm not about to say it) . I really wanted to tell them to stop, but there was ten of them and one of me and I was scared of getting bashed... And I didn't want to drag my sister into anything either. I really regret that now. They started going up to the house, banging on the windows and doors. At this point, the crowd on the other side of the road had long gone, so we crossed the road to get a better view. A couple of the windows were open, and they're the kind that flip up, so some of the girls were grabbing the windows and shaking them. After a while, when they were all up at the house again, they suddenly all bolted off, and one of them was all "There's that fight you wanted!" ... I'm not sure who to. I presumed they had broken something.

One of my sister's friends happens to be friends with the girl, so we got the story from her over msn. The girls broke their gate, their mailbox and stole her bike.

Okay, I know that's not much, but they were there for at least 15 minutes. I don't want to think about what the girl was going through in there. I would have been scared if it were me. I just wish I had had my phone with me or something so I could have gotten a photograph of the girls or something. Gah... The girl has reported it to police, and we've told her that we're happy to back her up with what we each personally saw. But just... I can't believe I just witnessed something like that. So so close to school too... I actually had considered going back to the school to get some teachers... I wish I had now.

An odd coincidence, is that just yesterday I was walking past her house and thought to myself "Gee... I'd hate living this close to the school. Everyone would know where I'm living, and if I ever made any enemies they could easily come damage my house"

The funny thing is, the girl involved is another of those people at the school who thinks negatively of me. But I've never had reason to dislike her, and I was so worried when I saw all that happening. Apparently she's glad we waited around and watched... and it looks like I've managed to get another person to see that I'm not all that weird.

Man. I hate people these days. They can be such... bitches. And bastards in the case of males. I'm just really shocked that something like that happened.

EDIT= Urgh =_=;; Apparently this was all started because she and a couple of other girls were wearing skirts? Bloody hell, people have sunk low. Turns out they apparently hit her a few times, too...