Hey, look. Up in the sky........

Is that a bird?

Is it a plane?

Wait.........

Is that The Vigilante?!

I'M BACK, BITCHES!!!

Yep, that's right, your savior and general hero has returned! STOP THAT COLLECTIVE GROAN! 

In my last post, I closed the blog because of everything that had been happening. I think the words I used were: 

"The truth is, with all my exams coming up, and trying to figure out what the hell I'm going to do next year, this blog has kind of taken a back seat."

Well, I'm proud to say that today, I finished my last exam. And guess what? They saved bloody Literature for last. Bastards. Also, I've applied for a place at the Royal Military College at Duntroon. For those of you that don't know The RMCD is where most of the officers in the Australian Army are trained. So, who knows, in a few years time, I could be updating this blog from some remote warzone. Yeah, that could be interesting. "Lieutenant Vigilante, your squad needs you, we're in the middle of a shootout!" "Hang on, my fans need me!" Yep, real interesting.

Since the last post, the gang has kind of spread out as well. The Red Dwarf is still in the same place, But Cripty B has moved to Albury (about forty clicks away), and The Kemster is somewhere in Beechworth (20 clicks). I'm not even kidding, none of us really know where his new place is.

Most of us are starting to drift apart anyway. As anyone who's ever been in the Australian education system knows, exams come after the end of school for Year 12, so we've all officially ended school. We did, however, go out with a bang. You see, we have a little tradition in Year 12, one that's celebrated all the world over. It's got a lot of different names, but we call it........

D-DAY.

D-Day is a very special occasion when those who are finishing get to cause a little havoc. Also, cross-dressing. Well, you're meant to dress up, but it's kind of gotten to the point where we just become transvestites automatically. I came as Snow White. I was seriously sexy. Like, men wanted to sleep with me. Maybe it was the valleyball-sized boobs.

So, an integral part of D-Day is the pranks. This year, our crowning jewel was a little bit of fun called The Labyrinth, in which we got almost every locker in the school and created a massive maze down one of the hallways. In order to actually get to your locker, you had to pass through the twists and turns of The Labyrinth, all the while keeping your eyes out for YOUR locker. Add onto that a bunch of us Year 12s hidden at key points with massive water cannons, and you've got yourself a incredibly fun time. Well, it was fun for us. Seriously, I'm glad I've figured out how to put pictures on here, because that thing was a freaking work of art. And just to have a little more fun, we somehow managed to get all of the teacher to do that bloody Gangnam Style dance in front of the entire school. I still have no idea how we got away with that. So, pictures should be on here soon.

Anyway, I'm going to sign off, because I've just discovered a random ice-cream pie in the freezer (SCORE), and I plan to munch on it, even though I have no idea how old it is. Screw bacteria, I'm The Vigilante! Sickness cannot harm me!! HAHAHAHA............yeah. Don't worry, though. For the near future, my schedule pretty clear, so I won't be far from the keyboard. So keep an eye out for new posts, because they should be coming thick and fast. Ew, that sounded gross.

Later, readers
The Vigilante
(Damn, it's good to be back.)