Come with us now on a journey through time and space.

In playing street cricket last night, I discovered 5 things.

1: I suck at cricket, even when its on a street. Actually thats kind of obvious. I mean presumably the terrain on which I play cricket wouldnt make any difference to my ability, which it didnt. I just kind of assumed since it was on a street with bins as wickets I'd somehow transform into some affable superhero or something, which I didnt.
2: The fact I suck at cricket is even more obvious when, for the first half, I'm the only girl there with a group of mostly 17 year old boys who hold the capacity to not only catch a ball, but hit and bowl one too. I personally, am already struggling with the 'when a ball comes at you catch it' phenomenon, so the other 2 aspects just threw me off entirely.
3: However, the fact you suck at cricket and actually hate cricket doesnt matter when one of the guys there happens to look and act exactly like Shia La Beouf. And the situation is made especially better when you know he lives in Melbourne. And is extremely tanned. And when he hits the ball his muscles sort of..flex. And he has the cutest smile ever. Especially when he smiles at you. Never mind he's going into year 12. And is the brother of my friend. And is quite tall.
4: And its even more exciting due to the fact that, when riding a borrowed mountain bike strength scooter in the dark to get to annie's house and invite them to the cricket, he happens to answer the door. And since annie's washing up and wont be down there till later, he's the one that comes with me instead. and we proceed with a hugely romantic walk down the street. well, maybe not that romantic since I was on a scooter. And there were random children frolicking everywhere. But still.
5: My respect for Jack after discovering he loved scott pilgrim and radiohead has dropped a ridiculous amount in finding out his friends are mostly annoying knobs. Why does that always happen? Cool, nice, interesting people having stupid friends I mean. Do people crave popularity so much that they're willing to befriend some annoying slut or, in a guys case, some annoying dick to get it? Can't all these cool nice interesting people just befriend eachother so we can all sit around drinking juice and discussing the amazingness of pink floyd with dark side of the moon and the mighty boosh and maybe maurice moss?

If john lennon was here, I bet he'd help me out on this one. He'd tell us to, 'come together, right now' or 'imagine no religions' or something. or he'd wish me a merry christmas and tell me 'war is over.' Which isnt entirely to the point, but is a kind gesture nonetheless.