Hello.
i am blogging during my free on a thursday morning, with a certain mr orange.
i was just thinking about something....
You know whats funny?
we ALL KNOW we are reading each others blog
just we are pretending we arent.
Because, well.
obviously we basically reply to some of the things we post, some of the things we say. if something has offended one of us, the other will defend or justify.
I dont know. There are some times, when i will catch your eyes. and then all these things just.. happen. like, memories. and sometimes there is that, faster beat of your heart, like, looking at you is wrong, like.. catching eyes with your enemy or a guy you like, not that i like, want you, um. hem. lol.
but basically like its wrong.
and i wish it werent like that. but then, i think about it.. how can any of us become normal again? we cant just go back to how it was, no matter how much i would like it. that would be great, but.. we have moved on. or.. not so much moved on. just.. so much has happened. i dont think, even if we became friends and sat on your floor, trying to sneak into your computer room and attach the internet because your dad took it out and told us we couldnt go on it... we could catch up on everything that has happened without each other.
because.. it all happened without you
this kinda big thinking thing came up a while ago.. what will happen in the end.. etc.
the end of school, its coming up, and if i can manage to pass everything (JESUS!) then yes, jesus. but anyway. if i can, then.. whats gonna happen? am i gonna end up with like, 2 girl friends?
like, those two are the greatest girls ever, but .. i always thought i would end this with SLIGHTLY more friends, lol.
and im not, so much, friendless. im just.. friend challenged. you know. NOW I SOUND GAY.
lol. not like, alex julian friend challenged. just.. i lost a lot of friends, just because i couldnt go to some thing in the holidays. its like, the friendship had to be justified through the amount of outings i attend and the amount i drink. and its not like, i chose not to go out with them. its not like, i went out of my way to not attend what tehy had planend. i just couldnt go. and should i be punished with, turned backs, ignored in the halls? like, whatever. fuck you.
thats right i swore.
back to my original train of thought. digression, much?
you were the one i thought i would so stupid things with, you know.. talk about certain things, do certain things. not like that >: lol. but youknow.
and i kinda get the feeling that obviously the boy means slightly more than us. not like, more important, but.. a differnt kinda of love, that you so often defended having. you totally did..
but now its recess. ill continue, tonight. or maybe.. i dont know. ill continue.
just.. sometimes its hard.
i do miss you.
Friday, June 5, 2009
Tuesday, May 26, 2009
Pizza Making?
yes. i am currently on the hunt for jobs.
do i have time for jobs? no, not really. do i have a choice? no, not really. i needs the money. i wants the money. and there is only so long you can go on living on your boyfriends money. i am starting to feel bad, and my constant helplessness with offering money to people, being able to afford presents.. etc. i feel bad.. lol. i cant keep going without money.
and watching people with money, buying things they want, whenever they want. not having to save for several months to afford the new season of , say, gossip girl , because they dont just get money handed to them like that. i dont like it very much, and so. i have pursued the profession... of working. LOL.
but. i have applied at two places so far, Dominos and Pizza Hut at Marion. yes, its true, my boyfriend does work at Dominos, hence my idea for this area of work. but i applied at a different one, so its totally different. like.. all my idea. and my sister used to work at the pizza hut at marion, so.. yeah. she was a waitress before she went crazy.
not really. but kinda.
she is better now!!
anyway.. lol.
i hope to be contacted soon. i mean, the only real reason ihave not gotten a job, is cos i kinda get money from mum a lot, im lazy, and i dont wanna miss time going out on the weekends, and seeing daniel. which are stupid reasons, but reasons nonetheless. but now, i have gotten past that point. i need money. i need a car, and i want to drive.
death to school bus A, seriously.
the hunt for a job begins, wish me luck.
do i have time for jobs? no, not really. do i have a choice? no, not really. i needs the money. i wants the money. and there is only so long you can go on living on your boyfriends money. i am starting to feel bad, and my constant helplessness with offering money to people, being able to afford presents.. etc. i feel bad.. lol. i cant keep going without money.
and watching people with money, buying things they want, whenever they want. not having to save for several months to afford the new season of , say, gossip girl , because they dont just get money handed to them like that. i dont like it very much, and so. i have pursued the profession... of working. LOL.
but. i have applied at two places so far, Dominos and Pizza Hut at Marion. yes, its true, my boyfriend does work at Dominos, hence my idea for this area of work. but i applied at a different one, so its totally different. like.. all my idea. and my sister used to work at the pizza hut at marion, so.. yeah. she was a waitress before she went crazy.
not really. but kinda.
she is better now!!
anyway.. lol.
i hope to be contacted soon. i mean, the only real reason ihave not gotten a job, is cos i kinda get money from mum a lot, im lazy, and i dont wanna miss time going out on the weekends, and seeing daniel. which are stupid reasons, but reasons nonetheless. but now, i have gotten past that point. i need money. i need a car, and i want to drive.
death to school bus A, seriously.
the hunt for a job begins, wish me luck.
Thursday, May 21, 2009
Super Massive Black Hole
well, hum.
talked to you the other night... i loved how it felt. =/ though its hard to forget some things, its just the hope that your better that worries me. i just want to be certain that .. everything is.. okay now. only because i know it got so rough at one point. well, i would have to assume it did.
but.. it was good. about 5 minutes of awkwardness, then it was.. just a rush to talk. to fill each other in on everything. just .. to tell each other what we have missed from each other's lives. because we watched it, we all.. knew about a lot of stuff. we just werent personally there for a lot of it. and thats okay.
because now, i can only hope that we can catch up, and maybe not be the bestest of friends, .. but good friends. i mean, we can work on the best friends thing.. but its gonna take a while. its been to long for it to be too easy.
lol. i was so worried the morning after that talk. because i had classics, and i knew you were going to be there.i waslike.. huh. say hi, say.. something? lol. but you kinda were gone in about 3 seconds when the bell went, so.. my super awesome plan of saying hi didnt really work.
even a smile would be good, a wave from across the yard. whatever. just to kinda know i didnt imagine it =P
and i know sacha feels the same.
i do have to say i have felt better, and somewhat more comforatble at school now.
i mean, aside from the fact a vast majority of my 'friends' dont even actually .. well. they bitch about me, thanks guys, even people who DONT EVEN KNOW ME AT ALL feel they have some right to talk about me. like. for fucks sake, just.. go die. lol. you should be old enough to deal, and stop having a cry.
and you know what? someone in my english class totally stole my theme, so fuck you. i hate you. you took my precious theme, and i hate you for that. i mean, i hated you before.
but more so now.
thats it.
xx
talked to you the other night... i loved how it felt. =/ though its hard to forget some things, its just the hope that your better that worries me. i just want to be certain that .. everything is.. okay now. only because i know it got so rough at one point. well, i would have to assume it did.
but.. it was good. about 5 minutes of awkwardness, then it was.. just a rush to talk. to fill each other in on everything. just .. to tell each other what we have missed from each other's lives. because we watched it, we all.. knew about a lot of stuff. we just werent personally there for a lot of it. and thats okay.
because now, i can only hope that we can catch up, and maybe not be the bestest of friends, .. but good friends. i mean, we can work on the best friends thing.. but its gonna take a while. its been to long for it to be too easy.
lol. i was so worried the morning after that talk. because i had classics, and i knew you were going to be there.i waslike.. huh. say hi, say.. something? lol. but you kinda were gone in about 3 seconds when the bell went, so.. my super awesome plan of saying hi didnt really work.
even a smile would be good, a wave from across the yard. whatever. just to kinda know i didnt imagine it =P
and i know sacha feels the same.
i do have to say i have felt better, and somewhat more comforatble at school now.
i mean, aside from the fact a vast majority of my 'friends' dont even actually .. well. they bitch about me, thanks guys, even people who DONT EVEN KNOW ME AT ALL feel they have some right to talk about me. like. for fucks sake, just.. go die. lol. you should be old enough to deal, and stop having a cry.
and you know what? someone in my english class totally stole my theme, so fuck you. i hate you. you took my precious theme, and i hate you for that. i mean, i hated you before.
but more so now.
thats it.
xx
Saturday, May 16, 2009
this is for you, dearest. take it to heart.
i do miss you. i think about you all the time, every time i see you.
and i remember how we said we were gonna steal from the armaguard truck, and attack like penguins.
and talked about boys, and .. well everything. things that i couldnt with other people. now, well. i kinda talk to other people. not that i can trust anyone these days, except for michelle and sacha, but. you know.
i remember the old woman. i remembered when i saw her, weeks ago. i thought, howls moving castle woman.
and i thought, i remember me and you, talking about her. and the movie. and how we loved howl. i cant forget those things. and no one else seems to know who im talking about.
i miss those times sneaking out. i miss stealing the internet. i miss webcamming steven for some fucking reason. i miss sitting on the laptop in one room, and the computer in the other, and talking on msn.
but i can never forget the times i cried.
there were so many times.. i was sick with worry. so was sacha, we both were. and so were so many people. i can never forget the day that you sent me that message, that i still have on my old phone. its along the lines of, im going to do it, im just so upset. and i remember messaging you, begging you to not do it, to not do it again. for me. but you did it anyway. i remember crying in my room, because i couldnt stop you. i couldnt get that picture out of my mind. of you.. hurting yourself like that. i did everthing i thought i could, trying to talk you through it, being consoling, yelling at you. nothing worked.
so we had to put it on the line.
it was the only thing we could do. and it worked, didnt it? but.
do you remember at your party, when you.. were bleeding on your leg. and your story was, that you had cut it outside on a tree being stupid and running around? and i believed you? i was so stupid to believe it. i just didnt think you would. do you remember when i tried to ask you if you liked jake at all, cos you were acting all funny around him? and you yelled at me, told me to go away, leave you alone? well. i remember it.
i remember it because i had no idea. so.. stupid. i dont know. i didnt think anything of it. i really thought you had accidentally done it. and i dont know why. i dont know why.
i will never forget the times i cried for you. and all the times, my crying went.. well. unnoticed. you were in pain, i understand that. you couldnt stop. i just wish i could have done more.
i remember that fight i had with you. where i had the biggest fit at you, basically told you you had better get your act together.
but that still didnt really work.
im sorry, if we caused you pain. and im sure its felt vice versa.
i miss you sometimes, .. well. all the time. i just wanna look at you in the eye, for more than a second, and not feel like its wrong. i wanna hug you sometimes, just.. to remember what it was like. im starting to forget, and that kills me. i really didnt want to forget your hugs. i see you, in classics mostly. and i see you, right in front of me. i hate having you right there.. seeing you. thinking of old classes with mr moyle.
and then i see that scar on your right hand. right, i think. yes.. thats the hand i see. and its like this.. twang. inside. because.. i dont know. it brings back all the pain, i felt. all those times i was helpless to stop you.
and i wish i could have helped you. helped your life not bring you to that point.
but i didnt.
biology, too. i can hear your stories, being told to your friends.. and sometimes i picture what it would be like, if you and i were friends again. would we sit together? would i get those stories told to me. partners in experiments?
sometimes, i wish. i wish i could just forget.
and i remember how we said we were gonna steal from the armaguard truck, and attack like penguins.
and talked about boys, and .. well everything. things that i couldnt with other people. now, well. i kinda talk to other people. not that i can trust anyone these days, except for michelle and sacha, but. you know.
i remember the old woman. i remembered when i saw her, weeks ago. i thought, howls moving castle woman.
and i thought, i remember me and you, talking about her. and the movie. and how we loved howl. i cant forget those things. and no one else seems to know who im talking about.
i miss those times sneaking out. i miss stealing the internet. i miss webcamming steven for some fucking reason. i miss sitting on the laptop in one room, and the computer in the other, and talking on msn.
but i can never forget the times i cried.
there were so many times.. i was sick with worry. so was sacha, we both were. and so were so many people. i can never forget the day that you sent me that message, that i still have on my old phone. its along the lines of, im going to do it, im just so upset. and i remember messaging you, begging you to not do it, to not do it again. for me. but you did it anyway. i remember crying in my room, because i couldnt stop you. i couldnt get that picture out of my mind. of you.. hurting yourself like that. i did everthing i thought i could, trying to talk you through it, being consoling, yelling at you. nothing worked.
so we had to put it on the line.
it was the only thing we could do. and it worked, didnt it? but.
do you remember at your party, when you.. were bleeding on your leg. and your story was, that you had cut it outside on a tree being stupid and running around? and i believed you? i was so stupid to believe it. i just didnt think you would. do you remember when i tried to ask you if you liked jake at all, cos you were acting all funny around him? and you yelled at me, told me to go away, leave you alone? well. i remember it.
i remember it because i had no idea. so.. stupid. i dont know. i didnt think anything of it. i really thought you had accidentally done it. and i dont know why. i dont know why.
i will never forget the times i cried for you. and all the times, my crying went.. well. unnoticed. you were in pain, i understand that. you couldnt stop. i just wish i could have done more.
i remember that fight i had with you. where i had the biggest fit at you, basically told you you had better get your act together.
but that still didnt really work.
im sorry, if we caused you pain. and im sure its felt vice versa.
i miss you sometimes, .. well. all the time. i just wanna look at you in the eye, for more than a second, and not feel like its wrong. i wanna hug you sometimes, just.. to remember what it was like. im starting to forget, and that kills me. i really didnt want to forget your hugs. i see you, in classics mostly. and i see you, right in front of me. i hate having you right there.. seeing you. thinking of old classes with mr moyle.
and then i see that scar on your right hand. right, i think. yes.. thats the hand i see. and its like this.. twang. inside. because.. i dont know. it brings back all the pain, i felt. all those times i was helpless to stop you.
and i wish i could have helped you. helped your life not bring you to that point.
but i didnt.
biology, too. i can hear your stories, being told to your friends.. and sometimes i picture what it would be like, if you and i were friends again. would we sit together? would i get those stories told to me. partners in experiments?
sometimes, i wish. i wish i could just forget.
so its come to this, LOL
thats right, i put a lol in my title.
anyway.
so its incredibly obvious to all parties involved, and all those who read them
that the three of us are commuicating through blogs
so its out there
we read all our blogs. done. now we can stop pretending we dont.
anywho. well. again, we are right back where we were. shall we all stop worrying about this friendship then? and i think we can all safely assume, we all still care about each other to a certain extent, so there should be no more ifs, ands or buts about that.
its just a matter of, if we can accept who we all have become now. shall we all just assume our friendship will not, can not rekindle? or are we gonna sit here, is this insipid limbo, wondering, oh maybe, oh.. no i cant. its not gonna be the same, what if it is? i miss you. no i dont. i wanna be friends. yes i do.
im not condecending anyone, i am simply repeating the questions i know we have been asking ourselves time and time again.
its just gonna be a matter of finalising this friendship.
where do we go from here? forward, backward. or stay right here; in limbo?
its up to us. now who is gonna take charge?
anyway.
so its incredibly obvious to all parties involved, and all those who read them
that the three of us are commuicating through blogs
so its out there
we read all our blogs. done. now we can stop pretending we dont.
anywho. well. again, we are right back where we were. shall we all stop worrying about this friendship then? and i think we can all safely assume, we all still care about each other to a certain extent, so there should be no more ifs, ands or buts about that.
its just a matter of, if we can accept who we all have become now. shall we all just assume our friendship will not, can not rekindle? or are we gonna sit here, is this insipid limbo, wondering, oh maybe, oh.. no i cant. its not gonna be the same, what if it is? i miss you. no i dont. i wanna be friends. yes i do.
im not condecending anyone, i am simply repeating the questions i know we have been asking ourselves time and time again.
its just gonna be a matter of finalising this friendship.
where do we go from here? forward, backward. or stay right here; in limbo?
its up to us. now who is gonna take charge?
Wednesday, May 13, 2009
jebus.
i dont..
i dont know whether to be angry, offended, or just feel sorry for you. or maybe, even happy.
to think, thats the best you can come up with?
thats the big euphanism? well. awesome. must have spent a long, hard time thinking on that.
and it becomes clear, that things you think, somehow relate back to it making you look better.
and might i add, dont think this is you.
your gonna have to think long and hard, about whether what you think this is about, is really what you think it is. dont jump to conclusions, but i do want you to know what im talking about.
because i know, you wont reply. in any way.
i dont know whether to be angry, offended, or just feel sorry for you. or maybe, even happy.
to think, thats the best you can come up with?
thats the big euphanism? well. awesome. must have spent a long, hard time thinking on that.
and it becomes clear, that things you think, somehow relate back to it making you look better.
and might i add, dont think this is you.
your gonna have to think long and hard, about whether what you think this is about, is really what you think it is. dont jump to conclusions, but i do want you to know what im talking about.
because i know, you wont reply. in any way.
Monday, May 11, 2009
i was gonna reply to something
like, i had this big speech thing that i was gonna do.
about, how i had read something, and it was something important.
but its gone now =S i dont know why, but i can take a guess. basically, they didnt want me to read it, or they didnt want everyone else to read it or something
oh well. i guesss ill just forget it then =P
so. i have the biggest ever thingi have to do, like.. its insane. drama, english. CRAZY SHIT.
i have so much homework.
why am i even on here?
because i have DODO internet.
FUCK YOU ALL.
i duno =P
about, how i had read something, and it was something important.
but its gone now =S i dont know why, but i can take a guess. basically, they didnt want me to read it, or they didnt want everyone else to read it or something
oh well. i guesss ill just forget it then =P
so. i have the biggest ever thingi have to do, like.. its insane. drama, english. CRAZY SHIT.
i have so much homework.
why am i even on here?
because i have DODO internet.
FUCK YOU ALL.
i duno =P
Thursday, May 7, 2009
There is a lot going on
So i have kinda been skipping lessons every now and then.
not just cos i dont wanna go, though that is a reason, i can assure you. and maybe the only lesson i have been missing is english. but thats not the point. its the easiest lesson to miss and catch up on.
but i have good reason for this; for one, ms lovell continues to talk constantly during her lessons, with students not allowed to continue on work whilst she talks. this, therefore results in me finding it difficult to finish off work.
secondly, there is this thing, that istill have not done. =P i would say, its about 4 weeks overdue, and she still seems to want to accept it. and i have been needing sleep more and more ihave realised, at nights.
but.. i want to do it. and i skipped the lesson to infact do it. but then .. i got distracted by blogger. and by many other things.
just.. hmm. she told me i need to hand in this work to pass. and, i have done the majority of it. i just need to type it. its just.. iduno. its like, i dont want school to end or something. i cant make things easy for myself,
and i just got a text message, from Daniel.. you know how, when you skip a class, and you get a text from someone in the class, you think.. holy shit, they are gonna say the teacher knows i am skipping class, and im gonna get suspended.. lol. well, he just informed me that she was just querying about where i am. great, another note im going to have to write.
and another lot of work, im going to have to do in the space of like, 2 days. and hand in to her, and somehow, SOMEHOW, get away with it. she should still accept it. maybe a case of.. 'i missed the bus' would work here.
i doubt that, for some reason. i sense a lecture.. =P
that i brought upon myself, so no complaining. ha
i would have thought that something would be about me, like.. not about him
is that selfish? or just a case of.. extreme longing for something i brought upon myself.
i want onion rings... i hope they taste yummy =D
i bet they taste like shit.
anyway.
i cant wait until the end of the year comes.
no wait, i cant wait until ipass year 12, and MATHS, and get a good TER, well.. decent. then...
GO TO CANCUN.
or anywhere, really. i dont want to go to cancun, btw.
i am done.
there's this little voice..
Hello.
i am blogging during my free on a thursday morning, with a certain mr orange.
i was just thinking about something....
You know whats funny?
we ALL KNOW we are reading each others blog
just we are pretending we arent.
Because, well.
obviously we basically reply to some of the things we post, some of the things we say. if something has offended one of us, the other will defend or justify.
I dont know. There are some times, when i will catch your eyes. and then all these things just.. happen. like, memories. and sometimes there is that, faster beat of your heart, like, looking at you is wrong, like.. catching eyes with your enemy or a guy you like, not that i like, want you, um. hem. lol.
but basically like its wrong.
and i wish it werent like that. but then, i think about it.. how can any of us become normal again? we cant just go back to how it was, no matter how much i would like it. that would be great, but.. we have moved on. or.. not so much moved on. just.. so much has happened. i dont think, even if we became friends and sat on your floor, trying to sneak into your computer room and attach the internet because your dad took it out and told us we couldnt go on it... we could catch up on everything that has happened without each other.
because.. it all happened without you
this kinda big thinking thing came up a while ago.. what will happen in the end.. etc.
the end of school, its coming up, and if i can manage to pass everything (JESUS!) then yes, jesus. but anyway. if i can, then.. whats gonna happen? am i gonna end up with like, 2 girl friends?
like, those two are the greatest girls ever, but .. i always thought i would end this with SLIGHTLY more friends, lol.
and im not, so much, friendless. im just.. friend challenged. you know. NOW I SOUND GAY.
lol. not like, alex julian friend challenged. just.. i lost a lot of friends, just because i couldnt go to some thing in the holidays. its like, the friendship had to be justified through the amount of outings i attend and the amount i drink. and its not like, i chose not to go out with them. its not like, i went out of my way to not attend what tehy had planend. i just couldnt go. and should i be punished with, turned backs, ignored in the halls? like, whatever. fuck you.
thats right i swore.
back to my original train of thought. digression, much?
you were the one i thought i would so stupid things with, you know.. talk about certain things, do certain things. not like that >: lol. but youknow.
and i kinda get the feeling that the boy means slightly more than us. not like, more important, but.. a differnt kinda of love, that you so often defended having. you totally did..
but now its recess. ill continue, tonight. or maybe.. i dont know. ill continue.
i am blogging during my free on a thursday morning, with a certain mr orange.
i was just thinking about something....
You know whats funny?
we ALL KNOW we are reading each others blog
just we are pretending we arent.
Because, well.
obviously we basically reply to some of the things we post, some of the things we say. if something has offended one of us, the other will defend or justify.
I dont know. There are some times, when i will catch your eyes. and then all these things just.. happen. like, memories. and sometimes there is that, faster beat of your heart, like, looking at you is wrong, like.. catching eyes with your enemy or a guy you like, not that i like, want you, um. hem. lol.
but basically like its wrong.
and i wish it werent like that. but then, i think about it.. how can any of us become normal again? we cant just go back to how it was, no matter how much i would like it. that would be great, but.. we have moved on. or.. not so much moved on. just.. so much has happened. i dont think, even if we became friends and sat on your floor, trying to sneak into your computer room and attach the internet because your dad took it out and told us we couldnt go on it... we could catch up on everything that has happened without each other.
because.. it all happened without you
this kinda big thinking thing came up a while ago.. what will happen in the end.. etc.
the end of school, its coming up, and if i can manage to pass everything (JESUS!) then yes, jesus. but anyway. if i can, then.. whats gonna happen? am i gonna end up with like, 2 girl friends?
like, those two are the greatest girls ever, but .. i always thought i would end this with SLIGHTLY more friends, lol.
and im not, so much, friendless. im just.. friend challenged. you know. NOW I SOUND GAY.
lol. not like, alex julian friend challenged. just.. i lost a lot of friends, just because i couldnt go to some thing in the holidays. its like, the friendship had to be justified through the amount of outings i attend and the amount i drink. and its not like, i chose not to go out with them. its not like, i went out of my way to not attend what tehy had planend. i just couldnt go. and should i be punished with, turned backs, ignored in the halls? like, whatever. fuck you.
thats right i swore.
back to my original train of thought. digression, much?
you were the one i thought i would so stupid things with, you know.. talk about certain things, do certain things. not like that >: lol. but youknow.
and i kinda get the feeling that the boy means slightly more than us. not like, more important, but.. a differnt kinda of love, that you so often defended having. you totally did..
but now its recess. ill continue, tonight. or maybe.. i dont know. ill continue.
i struggle with particular thoughts sometimes.. =S
like.. do i miss you? and everyone else i lost.
i mean, i know i do. just. sometimes being alone, feels.. so good.
Sunday, April 12, 2009
i just made the longest blog
like
so, so long.
and my internet cut out, and it didnt save. at all.
it was somethign really important too.. i was so worried about it.
apparently you werent supposed to see it.
so, so long.
and my internet cut out, and it didnt save. at all.
it was somethign really important too.. i was so worried about it.
apparently you werent supposed to see it.
Saturday, April 11, 2009
so its come to this.
you know what i realised?
my shadow knows more about me than, really anyone.
with about 3 exceptions.
anyway.
you know those nights, when your just upset, sad, stressed, crying.
its dark, your trying to sleep. there is nothing but you, and your shadows. jsut, sometimes.. i wish i could get my shadows opinion on everything.
i mean, if you think about it, they are with you, contantly, give or take a few cloudy days.
they have been there your entire life, they know everything about you. they are with you while you fall asleep, i duno.
i wish i were peter pan, he got to see his shadow. though it could not talk, it certainly did have its very own personality. which is odd, though i guess you cant really question something like, a shadows personality, when.. well when the shadow isnt attached to you and is floating around the room, hiding in drawers and generally just being a little shit.,
basically, i wish i were in a disney movie. ill go live on freaking, never land. to never grow up. seems pretty sweet to me. so screw you Wendy. PETER IS MINE!!. though, i dont know whether i would want to be stuck in the right here right now. halfway through year 12, which is sucking btw, so many problems.. so much to think about. its not just the schoolwork, its not just the family, its everything else.
so much more to think about. i would love to go to neverland, to live happy, for the rest of my life. but i cant. and i wont. so. =/
Personally, i think wendy made the right choice. i mean, at the time, why are you gonna give up some sexy as flying boy? i mean, come on. that hat, just.. wow.
anywho. and you think, now she is gonna have to come back to her gay life, and live through all the troubles that are surely going to come. what if she never finds love? will she be forced to turn to the life of paedophillia, (??) and go to neverland with her toyboy? or will she live her life unhappy.. never knowing whether to believe her experience in neverland was real.
see.
even going to neverland seems to be stressful.
on a different topic..
my sister is moving out on sunday, tmorrow, thats right.
on easter.. now my feelings are mixed. i wont go into extreme detail, as im sure none of you care, all that much. but lets just say, she is renting somewhere, with another family.. who is, a single mum, her two daughters.. who are 16 and 19. hmm.. doesnt that sound somewhat familiar? minus my little sister, and basically she has replaced my mother, my sister and i. i am unsure how to feel about this; her departure means less fights, it was getting to a point where she had to go. now its that time.. where i dont know whether to miss her or not. i know i will, but.. i dont know. everything is confusing. especially, the.. will i ever see her again? is she just gonna cut us out? how come she jsut HAD to leave on easter, considering her birthday is the very next day.. and how come she doesnt even seem like she will miss us. or me. id ont know.
faced with this situation, it has produced some odd emotions.
some that arent very well explained, might i add =P/
thats all.
my shadow knows more about me than, really anyone.
with about 3 exceptions.
anyway.
you know those nights, when your just upset, sad, stressed, crying.
its dark, your trying to sleep. there is nothing but you, and your shadows. jsut, sometimes.. i wish i could get my shadows opinion on everything.
i mean, if you think about it, they are with you, contantly, give or take a few cloudy days.
they have been there your entire life, they know everything about you. they are with you while you fall asleep, i duno.
i wish i were peter pan, he got to see his shadow. though it could not talk, it certainly did have its very own personality. which is odd, though i guess you cant really question something like, a shadows personality, when.. well when the shadow isnt attached to you and is floating around the room, hiding in drawers and generally just being a little shit.,
basically, i wish i were in a disney movie. ill go live on freaking, never land. to never grow up. seems pretty sweet to me. so screw you Wendy. PETER IS MINE!!. though, i dont know whether i would want to be stuck in the right here right now. halfway through year 12, which is sucking btw, so many problems.. so much to think about. its not just the schoolwork, its not just the family, its everything else.
so much more to think about. i would love to go to neverland, to live happy, for the rest of my life. but i cant. and i wont. so. =/
Personally, i think wendy made the right choice. i mean, at the time, why are you gonna give up some sexy as flying boy? i mean, come on. that hat, just.. wow.
anywho. and you think, now she is gonna have to come back to her gay life, and live through all the troubles that are surely going to come. what if she never finds love? will she be forced to turn to the life of paedophillia, (??) and go to neverland with her toyboy? or will she live her life unhappy.. never knowing whether to believe her experience in neverland was real.
see.
even going to neverland seems to be stressful.
on a different topic..
my sister is moving out on sunday, tmorrow, thats right.
on easter.. now my feelings are mixed. i wont go into extreme detail, as im sure none of you care, all that much. but lets just say, she is renting somewhere, with another family.. who is, a single mum, her two daughters.. who are 16 and 19. hmm.. doesnt that sound somewhat familiar? minus my little sister, and basically she has replaced my mother, my sister and i. i am unsure how to feel about this; her departure means less fights, it was getting to a point where she had to go. now its that time.. where i dont know whether to miss her or not. i know i will, but.. i dont know. everything is confusing. especially, the.. will i ever see her again? is she just gonna cut us out? how come she jsut HAD to leave on easter, considering her birthday is the very next day.. and how come she doesnt even seem like she will miss us. or me. id ont know.
faced with this situation, it has produced some odd emotions.
some that arent very well explained, might i add =P/
thats all.
Monday, April 6, 2009
dance with me, right here, right now.
no, no i wont.
beacuse i have too much homework.
dude, seriously. i just wish i could like.. get on top of all my homework. i mean, i have some mass ass biology thing to do, which i have been dawdling around for AGES. but, like.. i have all this other crap form other subjects that was due, and i just dont feel like going to ANY of the lessons. i duno, i just dont want to. specially english.
sigh.
it just it so boring, like..i cant be bothered listening to ms lovell crapping on about crap.
not to mention i actually did send something to her, like.. lots, not realising her name is spelt with TWO LLs!!
FOR FUCKS SAKE.
jsut whatever. i cant even be bothered anymore. i can make it up next term, so long as i do it really well and try so fucking hard. then it wil be done.
OH SHIT i just forgot about classsics, ey?
its supposed to be like some super freaking awesome essay, cos of course thats what its gonna be.
so, bloggers.
it has come to my attention that every teacher seems to think i am incapable of doing work, or just not able to compete with by boyfriend.
like, he overshadows me.
i got talked to my me english teacher, because my work wasnt in or something
i mean, she thinks im dumb as it is, i mean.. am i gonna tell her that i spelt her name wrong lol. anywho, she was like, 'oh so do you feel like daniel overshadows you, beacuse you never say anything and he always does..'
im like, okay your a bitch, and well, does the amount you talk really show how smart you are? cos, funnily enough, i was told to not talk in class.
and, i made up some bullshit like, oh.. i dont talk heaps in class, cos i duno. lol.. im like 'oh i do drama, and i really excell, beacuse, i duno..' shes like, oh it must be beacuse your not being you!
im like.. yep thats right ;) sure sure. lol. i mean thats true but whatever.
anyyway, to which i got some crack ass lecture about how she is moving our seats or some shit.
so, yep. okay, got me out of some work for a while, LOL.
but, then ..i was like, okay, ill jsut get up and leave , la di dah..
then she FUCKING PATTED ME ON THE BACK.
like a dog, like,... good girl. you agreed with me
which only made me want to rebel against her even more, not a good move in year 12, but you know.
i would, if i could. if i was in year 10 iwould.
oh the days of year 10, wagging.. city, bay, sachas house.. sigh.
lovely days.
anyway.
FUCKING HOLIDAYS will be the best times of my life.
the end/
beacuse i have too much homework.
dude, seriously. i just wish i could like.. get on top of all my homework. i mean, i have some mass ass biology thing to do, which i have been dawdling around for AGES. but, like.. i have all this other crap form other subjects that was due, and i just dont feel like going to ANY of the lessons. i duno, i just dont want to. specially english.
sigh.
it just it so boring, like..i cant be bothered listening to ms lovell crapping on about crap.
not to mention i actually did send something to her, like.. lots, not realising her name is spelt with TWO LLs!!
FOR FUCKS SAKE.
jsut whatever. i cant even be bothered anymore. i can make it up next term, so long as i do it really well and try so fucking hard. then it wil be done.
OH SHIT i just forgot about classsics, ey?
its supposed to be like some super freaking awesome essay, cos of course thats what its gonna be.
so, bloggers.
it has come to my attention that every teacher seems to think i am incapable of doing work, or just not able to compete with by boyfriend.
like, he overshadows me.
i got talked to my me english teacher, because my work wasnt in or something
i mean, she thinks im dumb as it is, i mean.. am i gonna tell her that i spelt her name wrong lol. anywho, she was like, 'oh so do you feel like daniel overshadows you, beacuse you never say anything and he always does..'
im like, okay your a bitch, and well, does the amount you talk really show how smart you are? cos, funnily enough, i was told to not talk in class.
and, i made up some bullshit like, oh.. i dont talk heaps in class, cos i duno. lol.. im like 'oh i do drama, and i really excell, beacuse, i duno..' shes like, oh it must be beacuse your not being you!
im like.. yep thats right ;) sure sure. lol. i mean thats true but whatever.
anyyway, to which i got some crack ass lecture about how she is moving our seats or some shit.
so, yep. okay, got me out of some work for a while, LOL.
but, then ..i was like, okay, ill jsut get up and leave , la di dah..
then she FUCKING PATTED ME ON THE BACK.
like a dog, like,... good girl. you agreed with me
which only made me want to rebel against her even more, not a good move in year 12, but you know.
i would, if i could. if i was in year 10 iwould.
oh the days of year 10, wagging.. city, bay, sachas house.. sigh.
lovely days.
anyway.
FUCKING HOLIDAYS will be the best times of my life.
the end/
Thursday, April 2, 2009
you know when you do stupid things?
yes well i just did.
i had this super awesome idea for a present for my boyfriend,
and then im like
nah.. no way he would ever wear it
and then
he came over
and im like, haha.. look at this , this is what i was gonna get you
but you wouldnt wear it, no way =P
and i showed it to him
and of course
it turned out he really liked it.
gay.
so now i have to think of something new
and this whole present idea i had been planning, then assumed he wouldnt like just went out the window.
so awsome.
not that i spent like a billion years thinking about it or anything.
thats all
except for , how stupid am i??
i had this super awesome idea for a present for my boyfriend,
and then im like
nah.. no way he would ever wear it
and then
he came over
and im like, haha.. look at this , this is what i was gonna get you
but you wouldnt wear it, no way =P
and i showed it to him
and of course
it turned out he really liked it.
gay.
so now i have to think of something new
and this whole present idea i had been planning, then assumed he wouldnt like just went out the window.
so awsome.
not that i spent like a billion years thinking about it or anything.
thats all
except for , how stupid am i??
its like a drug, isnt it?
so its addictive.
i read it, and the other one reads it.
makes me laugh.
its so.. .. i dunno. doesnt make sense.. its funny how we both just read it.
and know stuff
but like
dont even ... do anything.
i duno.
everything is confusing
anywho, fly away peter is due tomorrow..
i havent done like any of it
so im screwed. i actually think i would prefer to sleep.
i DONT KNOW.
sigh.
anyway.
my msn keeps signing in and out.
its so annoying
and im so bored.. i wish something interesing would happen.
so
im sitting on my laptop.
okay i think its obvious to everyone that i have really nothing to say
except michelle is awesome
and actually, imgoing out with some old friends that i lost contact with for a while this weekend.
so im excited about that
im glad to be friends with them again, i dont want to be like.. on bad terms with people at the end of this year.
so
lets see.
i didnt hand insome thing for classics, and im pretty sure that im screwing my year up.
its killing me
and mr moyle, pretty much told me that because i want to go to tafe, i should quit classics
and
i read it, and the other one reads it.
makes me laugh.
its so.. .. i dunno. doesnt make sense.. its funny how we both just read it.
and know stuff
but like
dont even ... do anything.
i duno.
everything is confusing
anywho, fly away peter is due tomorrow..
i havent done like any of it
so im screwed. i actually think i would prefer to sleep.
i DONT KNOW.
sigh.
anyway.
my msn keeps signing in and out.
its so annoying
and im so bored.. i wish something interesing would happen.
so
im sitting on my laptop.
okay i think its obvious to everyone that i have really nothing to say
except michelle is awesome
and actually, imgoing out with some old friends that i lost contact with for a while this weekend.
so im excited about that
im glad to be friends with them again, i dont want to be like.. on bad terms with people at the end of this year.
so
lets see.
i didnt hand insome thing for classics, and im pretty sure that im screwing my year up.
its killing me
and mr moyle, pretty much told me that because i want to go to tafe, i should quit classics
and
Tuesday, March 31, 2009
i havent blogged lately.
mainly cos i cant be bothered.
and you know what
i cant be bothered right now.
all i can say is,
missing you.
and its not who you think it is.
its an odd misss..
and its not for any particular reason.
i just.. i dont know.
i thought of you and saw you and i missed you.
life sometimes can be weird.
and you know what
i cant be bothered right now.
all i can say is,
missing you.
and its not who you think it is.
its an odd misss..
and its not for any particular reason.
i just.. i dont know.
i thought of you and saw you and i missed you.
life sometimes can be weird.
Friday, March 27, 2009
I bit them
yeh..
im sorry
but i bit the majority of my nails off again
i didnt want to
and i knew it was wrong when i was doing it
but i continued.
anyway.
now they seem so short..
even though they are still longer than they used to be when i bit them before.
but thats another story
not really.
i dont even know why i said that
anyway.
i wish that the stuff you can put on your nails to stop you biting them worked on me
i just bite on them and suffer the gross acidic taste i get in my mouth
there is just something so satisfying about biting the crap outta your nails.
i duno
it looks.. horrid.
but thats not the point at hand here.
but they are gone
they seemed so long..
though they were really weak.,
i could, actually bend them backwards onto themselves
which i guess is acceptable beacuse i bit them, so they wont be stong to begin with
i jsut wish i had sexy natural nails
i cant stand the fake ones..
cos they look so fake
ironic, yes. but not the point.. they go beyond the point of fake.
like the majority of things that are fake..
like boobs, hair colour, nails, tans..
everyone knows they are fake
you can tell from a mile away
so i dont know why people really bother
i mean..
i duno
just the nails.. eugh.
and boobs.. all i can say is.. everyone knows. lol
anyway.
im tired.
i dont know how you people can sit up al night on the computer.. or laptop, whatever
i get bored
with nothing really to do
stupid boyfriend goes to bed at like 10 lol.
he smells.
anyway i love him i suppose..
only an hour and a half until 10 months!!
yay.
im sorry
but i bit the majority of my nails off again
i didnt want to
and i knew it was wrong when i was doing it
but i continued.
anyway.
now they seem so short..
even though they are still longer than they used to be when i bit them before.
but thats another story
not really.
i dont even know why i said that
anyway.
i wish that the stuff you can put on your nails to stop you biting them worked on me
i just bite on them and suffer the gross acidic taste i get in my mouth
there is just something so satisfying about biting the crap outta your nails.
i duno
it looks.. horrid.
but thats not the point at hand here.
but they are gone
they seemed so long..
though they were really weak.,
i could, actually bend them backwards onto themselves
which i guess is acceptable beacuse i bit them, so they wont be stong to begin with
i jsut wish i had sexy natural nails
i cant stand the fake ones..
cos they look so fake
ironic, yes. but not the point.. they go beyond the point of fake.
like the majority of things that are fake..
like boobs, hair colour, nails, tans..
everyone knows they are fake
you can tell from a mile away
so i dont know why people really bother
i mean..
i duno
just the nails.. eugh.
and boobs.. all i can say is.. everyone knows. lol
anyway.
im tired.
i dont know how you people can sit up al night on the computer.. or laptop, whatever
i get bored
with nothing really to do
stupid boyfriend goes to bed at like 10 lol.
he smells.
anyway i love him i suppose..
only an hour and a half until 10 months!!
yay.
Thursday, March 26, 2009
here i am again
im on some random internet lol
its a long story
i wont explain it.
anyway, to make it short, sharp and simple,
im connected to well
an internet.
eh i cant be bothered explaining.
so, the sisters boyfriend is here, which is annoying
because we have to have dinner with him
even though she is convienently away (with HIM) every time daniel is over.
so whatever
i shouldnt have to be here. i shouldnt have to eat dinner with him
but i do.
i dont have a choice, cos if i dont its rude wah wah
well whatever maybe i CHOOSE to be rude
whatever.
mm and they are eating meat, too.
despite the fact im vegetarian, which no one seems to care about
though i basically eat chips so. yeah lol
vegetarian , KINDA.
LOL
i believe in the not killing animals part
just not the gross tofu bullshit
i read something interesting recently. on a website.
it kinda. i duno.
it was good to hear her not be like..
angry
i dont know.
its good.
but its gona be weird
and sometimes ihate that, that its gonna be weird, ineviatibly. but its going to be.
there is no way around that
you cant just kick that long away
its gonna be there
and its significant.
so.
anywho,
its daniel and mine 10 months on saturday! im so excited!! and though i dont rival my best friends boyfrend and her, its still exciting. its the longest i have been with a guy, you know.
but
all is good. im pretty excited. though its not really anything..
its just good to know that i accomplished something.
i know, it seems insigificant.
but to me, it .. its just good to know that i did something, and i stuck withit. worked on it.
and here i am.
so.
the days are good. im happy. and
I MISS MICHELLE.
come back faster.
its a long story
i wont explain it.
anyway, to make it short, sharp and simple,
im connected to well
an internet.
eh i cant be bothered explaining.
so, the sisters boyfriend is here, which is annoying
because we have to have dinner with him
even though she is convienently away (with HIM) every time daniel is over.
so whatever
i shouldnt have to be here. i shouldnt have to eat dinner with him
but i do.
i dont have a choice, cos if i dont its rude wah wah
well whatever maybe i CHOOSE to be rude
whatever.
mm and they are eating meat, too.
despite the fact im vegetarian, which no one seems to care about
though i basically eat chips so. yeah lol
vegetarian , KINDA.
LOL
i believe in the not killing animals part
just not the gross tofu bullshit
i read something interesting recently. on a website.
it kinda. i duno.
it was good to hear her not be like..
angry
i dont know.
its good.
but its gona be weird
and sometimes ihate that, that its gonna be weird, ineviatibly. but its going to be.
there is no way around that
you cant just kick that long away
its gonna be there
and its significant.
so.
anywho,
its daniel and mine 10 months on saturday! im so excited!! and though i dont rival my best friends boyfrend and her, its still exciting. its the longest i have been with a guy, you know.
but
all is good. im pretty excited. though its not really anything..
its just good to know that i accomplished something.
i know, it seems insigificant.
but to me, it .. its just good to know that i did something, and i stuck withit. worked on it.
and here i am.
so.
the days are good. im happy. and
I MISS MICHELLE.
come back faster.
J'aime la pensée de ceci
at times .. i wonder. but i know the answer already.
yes well.
btw, if your gonna be like, oh she means this.
chances are your wrong.
school.
i know i bitch about it constantly. but oh well.
biology, im not even that worried about it. mother isnt even angry
and he called her and stuff and he said i was a really good student, etc.
im always on task.
but i just did bad..
but i managed to conclude how i couldnt really get this part of the course.
its heaps chemistry.
apparently.
but, somehow, all through my years.. i havent been able to get chem.
just.. i dont lol.
i fucking rule the shit outta cells, to put it bluntly. but yeah.
thats all .
well im gonna hope thats why anyway.
poems.. maybe i should try to read some stuff for english.. it might be good.
ANYWAY.
there is this person
that .. seriously.
bahahaha.
i dont even know what im rambling about.
i mean, there are times when i think about her, and i think, you know. i kinda wish that we still were friends..
like, stupid stuff, just old stuff that we used to do.
but its kinda like..
i duno.
its been.. so long.
and so much has happened.
and its jsut weird now.
soooo.
i dont know.
and im pretty sure my girly girl feels the same.
but eh.
im done.
yes well.
btw, if your gonna be like, oh she means this.
chances are your wrong.
school.
i know i bitch about it constantly. but oh well.
biology, im not even that worried about it. mother isnt even angry
and he called her and stuff and he said i was a really good student, etc.
im always on task.
but i just did bad..
but i managed to conclude how i couldnt really get this part of the course.
its heaps chemistry.
apparently.
but, somehow, all through my years.. i havent been able to get chem.
just.. i dont lol.
i fucking rule the shit outta cells, to put it bluntly. but yeah.
thats all .
well im gonna hope thats why anyway.
poems.. maybe i should try to read some stuff for english.. it might be good.
ANYWAY.
there is this person
that .. seriously.
bahahaha.
i dont even know what im rambling about.
i mean, there are times when i think about her, and i think, you know. i kinda wish that we still were friends..
like, stupid stuff, just old stuff that we used to do.
but its kinda like..
i duno.
its been.. so long.
and so much has happened.
and its jsut weird now.
soooo.
i dont know.
and im pretty sure my girly girl feels the same.
but eh.
im done.
Wednesday, March 25, 2009
oh trust me i know
biology today
got my test back
lets jsut say..
i was kinda fighting back the tears. i know that sounds really gay, and so silly to get upset over
but it really was devestating. if you knew the mark.. i think you would cry too.
but,
it just sucks.. my life revolves around doing work now, schoolwork.
and i cant, like.. i just cant seem to keep up. i jsut cant. like, i do the work, but. then with some stuff. i just dont do it.
i dont even understand myself anymore.
its crossed my mind many times, do i really need school?
and yes, i do.
but sometimes, the easy way is so much more tempting.
but i know, i couldnt go through with it. no more seeing my friends every day, no more seeing daniel every day.. i couldnt relate to them. and i would be starting my life , well . now.
i couldnt start taking a gap year.
cos what would i be celebrating? i couldnt go with my friends 'after graduation' to , i duno. wherever they are going.
victor harbour or whatever.
cos i didnt graduate.
i could never be a graduate. ever.
from TAFE, sure.
but i would never have graduated high school
i would never have that memory with my friends. never.
but not to worry about that
because hopefully that wont happen.
im just kinda hoping to rock my finals.
biology..
kinda freaked out about.
and classics, well. im trying. thats all i can say.
i wish i could go for a run. like, if i were fit enough. lol. but it would be nice. to run. to just see everything passing me by..
to just control something.
but then i dont even know if i would stop running. because i wouldnt want to come back to my life. i jsut wouldnt.
i need to .. i dont know.
take a break.
i need my holidays.
they need to come faster.
but i dont want my grades. more than anything, i dont want to show my mother my grades.
i cant keep disappointing her.
oh btw i should probs tell her that she might be getting a letter and a call about biology. lol.
though i shouldnt be laughing.
got my test back
lets jsut say..
i was kinda fighting back the tears. i know that sounds really gay, and so silly to get upset over
but it really was devestating. if you knew the mark.. i think you would cry too.
but,
it just sucks.. my life revolves around doing work now, schoolwork.
and i cant, like.. i just cant seem to keep up. i jsut cant. like, i do the work, but. then with some stuff. i just dont do it.
i dont even understand myself anymore.
its crossed my mind many times, do i really need school?
and yes, i do.
but sometimes, the easy way is so much more tempting.
but i know, i couldnt go through with it. no more seeing my friends every day, no more seeing daniel every day.. i couldnt relate to them. and i would be starting my life , well . now.
i couldnt start taking a gap year.
cos what would i be celebrating? i couldnt go with my friends 'after graduation' to , i duno. wherever they are going.
victor harbour or whatever.
cos i didnt graduate.
i could never be a graduate. ever.
from TAFE, sure.
but i would never have graduated high school
i would never have that memory with my friends. never.
but not to worry about that
because hopefully that wont happen.
im just kinda hoping to rock my finals.
biology..
kinda freaked out about.
and classics, well. im trying. thats all i can say.
i wish i could go for a run. like, if i were fit enough. lol. but it would be nice. to run. to just see everything passing me by..
to just control something.
but then i dont even know if i would stop running. because i wouldnt want to come back to my life. i jsut wouldnt.
i need to .. i dont know.
take a break.
i need my holidays.
they need to come faster.
but i dont want my grades. more than anything, i dont want to show my mother my grades.
i cant keep disappointing her.
oh btw i should probs tell her that she might be getting a letter and a call about biology. lol.
though i shouldnt be laughing.
Tuesday, March 24, 2009
im back kid
i found out that some classics thing was late so i couldnt hand it up.
and decided to try not to cry,,
and i think
when did this happen? like.. when did school become the biggest thing in my life, to the point where something that is worth like, 1 percent is making me freak out?
but it could also be because i spent all last night doing it, under the impresssion that i could still hand it up.
i mean, cant we have at least , like. 2 things a year, that we can have pity points on? if we cry, then we should be eligibale.
anyway.
hey you know what>
apparently, in english.. my group partners were these guys that are really smart.. just kinda those guys that people go, yeah they are smart.
i duno
anyway, group oral.
they ALL got A-
i got B++
=
ARE YOU FUCKING KIDDING ME?
everyone else got As.
and i got a B.
you can fucking put all teh plusses you want on it
its A FREAKING B.
and you know how she explained why i got a B?
cos.. 'well, you know who these boys are.. the kind of work they produce. the kind of students they are. so, naturally they will get a slightly higher mark.."
um.
fuck you maybe?
basically.
i dont like you. ( cos i day dream. how dare i look out the window. she actually EXPLODED at me because i was looking out the window when i should have been listening. whatever ) and i am going to ALWAYS mark you down lower than everyone because you arent as smart as everyone else.
so.
why thankyou. dont i feel like im capable of anything now.
mm tomorrow is double free, which means hash browns.
from hungry jacks.
since when did i become a fatty fat fat?
i mean. all i eat, is potato based products
mainly chips,kinda constantly =P
pototo chips
roast potato
maccas, kfc, hungry jacks.
and im also a vegetarian, by choice, i believe in animal rights.
so i can eat like, the chips.
so.
im seriously gonna die at 19.
also..
my boyfriend is a pizza guy. LOL.
thats all.
it just makes me laugh cos he is .. a pizza boy. hhahahahah.
i really need to start doing work.
homework.
not job work.
because i have no job =PP
im SO FUCKING LAZY.
i really need to get into the right mindset LOL
the lol is because i know i wont.
and decided to try not to cry,,
and i think
when did this happen? like.. when did school become the biggest thing in my life, to the point where something that is worth like, 1 percent is making me freak out?
but it could also be because i spent all last night doing it, under the impresssion that i could still hand it up.
i mean, cant we have at least , like. 2 things a year, that we can have pity points on? if we cry, then we should be eligibale.
anyway.
hey you know what>
apparently, in english.. my group partners were these guys that are really smart.. just kinda those guys that people go, yeah they are smart.
i duno
anyway, group oral.
they ALL got A-
i got B++
=
ARE YOU FUCKING KIDDING ME?
everyone else got As.
and i got a B.
you can fucking put all teh plusses you want on it
its A FREAKING B.
and you know how she explained why i got a B?
cos.. 'well, you know who these boys are.. the kind of work they produce. the kind of students they are. so, naturally they will get a slightly higher mark.."
um.
fuck you maybe?
basically.
i dont like you. ( cos i day dream. how dare i look out the window. she actually EXPLODED at me because i was looking out the window when i should have been listening. whatever ) and i am going to ALWAYS mark you down lower than everyone because you arent as smart as everyone else.
so.
why thankyou. dont i feel like im capable of anything now.
mm tomorrow is double free, which means hash browns.
from hungry jacks.
since when did i become a fatty fat fat?
i mean. all i eat, is potato based products
mainly chips,kinda constantly =P
pototo chips
roast potato
maccas, kfc, hungry jacks.
and im also a vegetarian, by choice, i believe in animal rights.
so i can eat like, the chips.
so.
im seriously gonna die at 19.
also..
my boyfriend is a pizza guy. LOL.
thats all.
it just makes me laugh cos he is .. a pizza boy. hhahahahah.
i really need to start doing work.
homework.
not job work.
because i have no job =PP
im SO FUCKING LAZY.
i really need to get into the right mindset LOL
the lol is because i know i wont.
Monday, March 23, 2009
mickey mouse
casual day today, for harmony day or something ?
i duno. all i know is i gave money or something for something-a-rather.
biology, the lesson i absolutley DREDDED all day.
and it was all for nothing.
cos, he isnt gonna be done marking them until about,
next week sometime?
yeah. so. good thing thats no too far away =/
thats sarcasm btw.
but
he also informed us, whilst he relieved our maths class, that 2 people from the 2 biloly classes failed the multiple choice questions.
so
can pretty much assure everyone that i was one of those people
i duno who the other person might be
all i know, is that one is me.
I DID SO FREAKING BAD.
and its worrying me sooo much.
im not sleeping and stuff. its cos this is the ONE subject i had to pass.
ANYWAY.
odd thing happened today..
you know when.. you go somewhere,
talk to someone quickly
and the second you leave, you KNOW they are talking about you?
lol
well one part being you looked and kinda saw they were talking about something so.
but yes.
just annoys me sometimes =P
daniel took me home tonight
met the grandparents.
they were pretty excited to meet him ;)
my nana said she liked daniels hair naww.
my sister, annoyingly enough
has gotten into the SIMS again,
but
she is too young, so she doesnt actually know what to do properly.
in the space of about, half an hour
her child sadly was taken away by protective services..
naw. i kinda feel bad for her she got pretty upset.
but its just a pain, i pretty much play the game for her,
kinda annoying.
ANYWAY.
so im done now.
and getting slightly obsessed with the blogger at the moment i have noticed.
anyway, that is all.
x
i duno. all i know is i gave money or something for something-a-rather.
biology, the lesson i absolutley DREDDED all day.
and it was all for nothing.
cos, he isnt gonna be done marking them until about,
next week sometime?
yeah. so. good thing thats no too far away =/
thats sarcasm btw.
but
he also informed us, whilst he relieved our maths class, that 2 people from the 2 biloly classes failed the multiple choice questions.
so
can pretty much assure everyone that i was one of those people
i duno who the other person might be
all i know, is that one is me.
I DID SO FREAKING BAD.
and its worrying me sooo much.
im not sleeping and stuff. its cos this is the ONE subject i had to pass.
ANYWAY.
odd thing happened today..
you know when.. you go somewhere,
talk to someone quickly
and the second you leave, you KNOW they are talking about you?
lol
well one part being you looked and kinda saw they were talking about something so.
but yes.
just annoys me sometimes =P
daniel took me home tonight
met the grandparents.
they were pretty excited to meet him ;)
my nana said she liked daniels hair naww.
my sister, annoyingly enough
has gotten into the SIMS again,
but
she is too young, so she doesnt actually know what to do properly.
in the space of about, half an hour
her child sadly was taken away by protective services..
naw. i kinda feel bad for her she got pretty upset.
but its just a pain, i pretty much play the game for her,
kinda annoying.
ANYWAY.
so im done now.
and getting slightly obsessed with the blogger at the moment i have noticed.
anyway, that is all.
x
Sunday, March 22, 2009
my my life is hard
i didnt even really notice..
just how much i hadnt really been doing in biology..
but then again, i suck at doing tests..
mainly in biology.. i always found it hard.
i forget things, and stuff.
anyway
i am in a major paranoia.
i cant stop thinking about it
biology teacher gave us an ultimateum. if we dont get at least half marks, then he will call our parents and send a letter home.
and its not the fact that i did bad that really worries me,
cos i know i can make those marks back
but.. its the letters home.
the disappointing of mother,
i just didnt want to do that to her this year
i tried, so hard. to learn for that test. and i screwed it up. i know i did. im so upset, to the point of freaking out and crying, because it scares me. i dont want to seem like the 'bad one' again. this was my year. i was gonna take control.
i was gonna get that fantastic TER, and make my mother proud.
and now, all i can think is that she will be so.. disappointed in me.
and i hate that
i hate it, so... so much.
its really killing me.
i.. i have been thinking possible ways to fix the situation. there is appealing to mr dryden, explaining that i can make it up, just.. the letter home, and telling mother.. it would be the worst thing for me right now.
but i doubt he would care, he would probably say its too bad, he cant give out special treatment.
and i hate this. i CANT be failing the ONLY subject i have worked hard at all through school
and yes i have always kinda sucked at sciences, its just not a strong spot for me. and yes why would i choose a profession that specialises in science..
but i love the idea. i knew, since i was in primary school.
this is what i was going to do.
this was it.
but. now thats pretty much gone.
and i cant help but get upset.
because
i cant do it.
i just cant.
just how much i hadnt really been doing in biology..
but then again, i suck at doing tests..
mainly in biology.. i always found it hard.
i forget things, and stuff.
anyway
i am in a major paranoia.
i cant stop thinking about it
biology teacher gave us an ultimateum. if we dont get at least half marks, then he will call our parents and send a letter home.
and its not the fact that i did bad that really worries me,
cos i know i can make those marks back
but.. its the letters home.
the disappointing of mother,
i just didnt want to do that to her this year
i tried, so hard. to learn for that test. and i screwed it up. i know i did. im so upset, to the point of freaking out and crying, because it scares me. i dont want to seem like the 'bad one' again. this was my year. i was gonna take control.
i was gonna get that fantastic TER, and make my mother proud.
and now, all i can think is that she will be so.. disappointed in me.
and i hate that
i hate it, so... so much.
its really killing me.
i.. i have been thinking possible ways to fix the situation. there is appealing to mr dryden, explaining that i can make it up, just.. the letter home, and telling mother.. it would be the worst thing for me right now.
but i doubt he would care, he would probably say its too bad, he cant give out special treatment.
and i hate this. i CANT be failing the ONLY subject i have worked hard at all through school
and yes i have always kinda sucked at sciences, its just not a strong spot for me. and yes why would i choose a profession that specialises in science..
but i love the idea. i knew, since i was in primary school.
this is what i was going to do.
this was it.
but. now thats pretty much gone.
and i cant help but get upset.
because
i cant do it.
i just cant.
Friday, March 20, 2009
you know what
you do it too.
its not jsut me
so dont go around loling me,
cos you do it too.
i know you do.
and people might be like, ITS ONLY YOU.
but its not.
its all of us.
its you too.
so dont fucking put this on me.
im done.
its not jsut me
so dont go around loling me,
cos you do it too.
i know you do.
and people might be like, ITS ONLY YOU.
but its not.
its all of us.
its you too.
so dont fucking put this on me.
im done.
Wednesday, March 18, 2009
gah i hate you
thats right.
you.
sitting right there, reading this.
i hate you.
okay im lying,
just the fricking school bus, i swear im gonna scream.
who would think a bus, with a singular letter as its name,
would FRICKING KILL ME
so.
what was wrong with today you ask>
well ill tell you
i got something thrown at me.
yep.
just thrown at me
and okay it wasnt directly at me, but still.
this chick
year 9, or maybe 10. just throws this, i dont know. blue tack ball thing over her shoulder, but.. it couldnt have been blue tack cos it was hell hard.
anyway, she throws it over her shoulder, being stupid with her friends, with lands right on me.
and, of course, all her lovely friends turn around to see where it went, and discover it hit me. and this little shit of a girl i was forced to sit next to is giggling, (i presure the little shit was friends with them) anyway the little shit is laughing, and they kinda all laugh, and the fat one who threw it turns around and says sorry
to which i throw the piece of crap thing they threw at me somewhere, i duno. on the ground somewhere.
anyway
so i think i nearly EXPLODED. i was ready to punch this chick in the face,
like in all seriousness.
she would have been punched if it werent for the many many friends she had surrounding her
okay, i get that maybe they were just being stupid
but its kinda different when you turn and laugh.
thats kinda different.
that was what made me want to punch her in the actual face.
i could have done it. i would have.
i would have loved to do it. nothing would have made me happier at that exact moment.
but i didnt, i restrained.
only cos i had to.
i hope you all understand only cos i had to.
otherwise i would have
and no im not a psycho.
i just dont like being laughed at, right in my face
its kinda, like.. you know how your bullied in school?
and they laugh etc
yeah i reckon its the resurfacing of that
but now im year 12 so i have POWER MUHAHAHAHAHAH
well once i get my jacket i will.
speaking of, when do we get them?
i hope soon. i need people to understand i am in year 12 and fully gain full right to kick you the fuck off the photocopier machine, wheni need to use it.
ANYWAY.
im done bitching about people on the bus now
and jackets.
im getting becca on mine =))
okay now im done.
michelle if you read this you dont need to diet, you silly silly girl
your so thin, lady.
good thin ;))
okay.
i like blogger, it saves me from keeping all this anger inside my head
now im gonna watch neighbours.
byeeee
you.
sitting right there, reading this.
i hate you.
okay im lying,
just the fricking school bus, i swear im gonna scream.
who would think a bus, with a singular letter as its name,
would FRICKING KILL ME
so.
what was wrong with today you ask>
well ill tell you
i got something thrown at me.
yep.
just thrown at me
and okay it wasnt directly at me, but still.
this chick
year 9, or maybe 10. just throws this, i dont know. blue tack ball thing over her shoulder, but.. it couldnt have been blue tack cos it was hell hard.
anyway, she throws it over her shoulder, being stupid with her friends, with lands right on me.
and, of course, all her lovely friends turn around to see where it went, and discover it hit me. and this little shit of a girl i was forced to sit next to is giggling, (i presure the little shit was friends with them) anyway the little shit is laughing, and they kinda all laugh, and the fat one who threw it turns around and says sorry
to which i throw the piece of crap thing they threw at me somewhere, i duno. on the ground somewhere.
anyway
so i think i nearly EXPLODED. i was ready to punch this chick in the face,
like in all seriousness.
she would have been punched if it werent for the many many friends she had surrounding her
okay, i get that maybe they were just being stupid
but its kinda different when you turn and laugh.
thats kinda different.
that was what made me want to punch her in the actual face.
i could have done it. i would have.
i would have loved to do it. nothing would have made me happier at that exact moment.
but i didnt, i restrained.
only cos i had to.
i hope you all understand only cos i had to.
otherwise i would have
and no im not a psycho.
i just dont like being laughed at, right in my face
its kinda, like.. you know how your bullied in school?
and they laugh etc
yeah i reckon its the resurfacing of that
but now im year 12 so i have POWER MUHAHAHAHAHAH
well once i get my jacket i will.
speaking of, when do we get them?
i hope soon. i need people to understand i am in year 12 and fully gain full right to kick you the fuck off the photocopier machine, wheni need to use it.
ANYWAY.
im done bitching about people on the bus now
and jackets.
im getting becca on mine =))
okay now im done.
michelle if you read this you dont need to diet, you silly silly girl
your so thin, lady.
good thin ;))
okay.
i like blogger, it saves me from keeping all this anger inside my head
now im gonna watch neighbours.
byeeee
Tuesday, March 17, 2009
what did i eat?
hmm i wonder..
what did i eat today.. i think it went like this.
finger bun, then.. i duno. some shit, then chips from hungry jacks, a large coke from there too, then some twisties, dinner, then some more twisties.
and yet im still hungry.
i must have one of those amazing genes, though not COMPLETLEY amazing, that kinda.. can eat and generally not get incredibly large. i mean, with the amount i eat, im suprised im not your average steph.
see the 'average steph', is a saying, that i have developed, similar to the 'average joe' saying.
though not with the same meaning behind them.
the average joe, is your typical guy, which, really, basically. is a boring person doing regular things, like.. an average joe would be, regular height, brown hair, medium build.
yeah he sounds like a hottie.. hem.
anyway.
your average steph, as im sure you have all worked out by now, is talking about a certain steph which attends out school. your average steph, is basically, your average fat guy.
and yes, im aware that the vast majority of you would have figured out EXACTLY what i mean, when i said your 'average steph' when talking about fat and food in teh same sentence. but i thought explaining it would be more annoying.
anyway, what else happened.
you know what, im sick of this stupid, thing going on between me her, and the other one.
like, .. jesus. i just.. i dont know. i dont know how i feel. it annoys me that everyone not related to the situation seems to all have their own personal opinion, and thats fine, but when i start reading about it everywhere, and hearing it from people, then, come on. your not a part of it, and you dont even understand half the shit your saying, like, whatever, you can say how we are the bad guys, and, well. think what you want. just keep it to yourselves, i think thats fair.
i just cant be bothered with it anymore. i just want it to go one way or the other. and its been so long in limbo, with no one doing anything. like, no one has done anything. at all. there was a five second thing, andim prety sure i had a bus to catch, so think what you want. just dont go around saying shit, especially if its incredibly biased. so.
thats all =))
what else..
i had an interesting conversation with a certain someone rhyming with BAM, lol.
in classics
it was just interesting.
its interesting to talk to them. cos they have good.. well. opinions, perspectives.
i duno.
basically i like talking about stuff.
and they like talking about stuff, so.
LOL
okay im done.
sacha was back at school.. so yay. im happy. i mean, yes, she is diseased. but its okay cos i love her anyway. so yep. its boring at school, without her. considering our groups numbers has dwindled down to about, like.. 5? maybe 6?
lol
=PP
anyway.
thats all.
im done for now.
bye bye.
what did i eat today.. i think it went like this.
finger bun, then.. i duno. some shit, then chips from hungry jacks, a large coke from there too, then some twisties, dinner, then some more twisties.
and yet im still hungry.
i must have one of those amazing genes, though not COMPLETLEY amazing, that kinda.. can eat and generally not get incredibly large. i mean, with the amount i eat, im suprised im not your average steph.
see the 'average steph', is a saying, that i have developed, similar to the 'average joe' saying.
though not with the same meaning behind them.
the average joe, is your typical guy, which, really, basically. is a boring person doing regular things, like.. an average joe would be, regular height, brown hair, medium build.
yeah he sounds like a hottie.. hem.
anyway.
your average steph, as im sure you have all worked out by now, is talking about a certain steph which attends out school. your average steph, is basically, your average fat guy.
and yes, im aware that the vast majority of you would have figured out EXACTLY what i mean, when i said your 'average steph' when talking about fat and food in teh same sentence. but i thought explaining it would be more annoying.
anyway, what else happened.
you know what, im sick of this stupid, thing going on between me her, and the other one.
like, .. jesus. i just.. i dont know. i dont know how i feel. it annoys me that everyone not related to the situation seems to all have their own personal opinion, and thats fine, but when i start reading about it everywhere, and hearing it from people, then, come on. your not a part of it, and you dont even understand half the shit your saying, like, whatever, you can say how we are the bad guys, and, well. think what you want. just keep it to yourselves, i think thats fair.
i just cant be bothered with it anymore. i just want it to go one way or the other. and its been so long in limbo, with no one doing anything. like, no one has done anything. at all. there was a five second thing, andim prety sure i had a bus to catch, so think what you want. just dont go around saying shit, especially if its incredibly biased. so.
thats all =))
what else..
i had an interesting conversation with a certain someone rhyming with BAM, lol.
in classics
it was just interesting.
its interesting to talk to them. cos they have good.. well. opinions, perspectives.
i duno.
basically i like talking about stuff.
and they like talking about stuff, so.
LOL
okay im done.
sacha was back at school.. so yay. im happy. i mean, yes, she is diseased. but its okay cos i love her anyway. so yep. its boring at school, without her. considering our groups numbers has dwindled down to about, like.. 5? maybe 6?
lol
=PP
anyway.
thats all.
im done for now.
bye bye.
Sunday, March 15, 2009
i just want to say thankyou.
yeah, so thankyou.
ah jeez..
thankyou to you all who kinda.. helped me in a way.
it was good to know, for real, that people feel the same as i do =DD
and.. thankyou for making me feel really special.
it really makes me feel really happy =DD
you really helped me today
i love you all.
i really, really couldnt get through my days without knowing i didnt have you guys to help me through them.
thankyou!
ah jeez..
thankyou to you all who kinda.. helped me in a way.
it was good to know, for real, that people feel the same as i do =DD
and.. thankyou for making me feel really special.
it really makes me feel really happy =DD
you really helped me today
i love you all.
i really, really couldnt get through my days without knowing i didnt have you guys to help me through them.
thankyou!
Saturday, March 14, 2009
i dont even know
its annoying.
beacuse, i feel like.. i want to change myself.
im bored with how i look, or i dont know.. its just weird.
its a weird feeling.. but
sigh. i dont know.
you know how you have those days, and you just think, like.
how you just dont likehow you look? like, not that im saying you know, im just the grossest thing to walk on this planet.
but..
i just wish i was one of those girls, that people were like,
oh yeah i know her
she has the most gorgeous eyes
she is beautiful
the funniest person i have ever met!
she dresses really well.
she is so unique!
etc.
i dont know.
well, i dont know.
not that im gonna go shave all my hair off, and not that im looking for attention.
just.
i wanna feel just so, confident in myself.
and i know that im not.
i know hardly anyone is.
ah jeez now i sound all like.. sorry for myself.
but... i dont know.
its just something im thinking.
like, someone i know.
when she reads this she will know who she is.
but she is gorgeous, so tall, thin, has great legs, blonde hair.. i dont know. when people see her they see her as beautiful, and adorable, and sweet.
im just being envious.
if i could steal some qualities of some people.
like, personality
then maybe i would be nice to new people i meet.
or be more confident, less lazy. taller, of course.
smarter, of course. i envy my boyfriend for that.
but.
its not like i can do anything about it.
so im gonna have to learn to be happy with who i am.
=PP
beacuse, i feel like.. i want to change myself.
im bored with how i look, or i dont know.. its just weird.
its a weird feeling.. but
sigh. i dont know.
you know how you have those days, and you just think, like.
how you just dont likehow you look? like, not that im saying you know, im just the grossest thing to walk on this planet.
but..
i just wish i was one of those girls, that people were like,
oh yeah i know her
she has the most gorgeous eyes
she is beautiful
the funniest person i have ever met!
she dresses really well.
she is so unique!
etc.
i dont know.
well, i dont know.
not that im gonna go shave all my hair off, and not that im looking for attention.
just.
i wanna feel just so, confident in myself.
and i know that im not.
i know hardly anyone is.
ah jeez now i sound all like.. sorry for myself.
but... i dont know.
its just something im thinking.
like, someone i know.
when she reads this she will know who she is.
but she is gorgeous, so tall, thin, has great legs, blonde hair.. i dont know. when people see her they see her as beautiful, and adorable, and sweet.
im just being envious.
if i could steal some qualities of some people.
like, personality
then maybe i would be nice to new people i meet.
or be more confident, less lazy. taller, of course.
smarter, of course. i envy my boyfriend for that.
but.
its not like i can do anything about it.
so im gonna have to learn to be happy with who i am.
=PP
Thursday, March 12, 2009
sa.. cha! lol
well.
girly girl,
seeing as you wrote about me im going to write about you.
now we need to recruit people onto this thing,
we need more followers LOL.
anyway..
i think someone who has height.. difficulty.. should not be called cute!
they are real people too!
anyway
you are zee little blonde one
i remember when we used to be like, wahh we want boyfriends,
and having a cry.
and then you got adam and then im like.. wahhh gay lol. cos i wanted one.
and you got some gangsta kid.
but you were cute and stuff so i forgave you.
well.
really he turned out to be a nerd ha.
along withmy boyfriend, yes.
and its sad, to think we sit there and listen to their rants about chemistry and mr dryden, sigh.
way to make me sound emo by the way,
'your always cutting your self' LOL
ah yeah.. the camps.
we have been through a lot on those camps.
we grew our first leg muscles on those camps.
though not as many as we could have gotten considering we shoved all our stuff in stevens and jakes bags!! lol.
pokemon buddies for like =P
we should play that again one day!!
um yeah.
they were the best times of my life, seriously.
going back to your house, getting chips, doing nothing.
sitting on the interent..
seriously. GREAT DAYS!/
naw its sad to think about it now.
im gettin all sentimental =PP
yes yes i am yours.
your midget friend.
i love how we are so .. like.. different. it makes me laugh.
like, im short, brunette, falling over all the time next to this tree woman, blonde, tall. =P
at least we dont have that crazy lady with us any more..
the weirdo.. pink hair.. emo.. nesss.. lol. and her gayness.
seriously. i broke her glasses because she deserved it.
haha do you remember when she was like, so who broke them?
we were like, i duno? lol.
WE WERE THE ONLY ONES WHO WENT INTO THE TENT!!
LOL
it was so obvious.
but oh well.
and our truth or dare game..
'truth.. do you think i have no friends? do you write about me under the desk? '
LOL.
but yes.
you are so much my best friend here.
you have saved me from being a loner.
im so happy i got to be your friend! and that we are so close now.
your so gorgeous
you helped me through a lot!!
thankyou for taking care of me for so long! lol.
dont ever change either, your perfect how you are!
i love you!!!!!
xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx
girly girl,
seeing as you wrote about me im going to write about you.
now we need to recruit people onto this thing,
we need more followers LOL.
anyway..
i think someone who has height.. difficulty.. should not be called cute!
they are real people too!
anyway
you are zee little blonde one
i remember when we used to be like, wahh we want boyfriends,
and having a cry.
and then you got adam and then im like.. wahhh gay lol. cos i wanted one.
and you got some gangsta kid.
but you were cute and stuff so i forgave you.
well.
really he turned out to be a nerd ha.
along withmy boyfriend, yes.
and its sad, to think we sit there and listen to their rants about chemistry and mr dryden, sigh.
way to make me sound emo by the way,
'your always cutting your self' LOL
ah yeah.. the camps.
we have been through a lot on those camps.
we grew our first leg muscles on those camps.
though not as many as we could have gotten considering we shoved all our stuff in stevens and jakes bags!! lol.
pokemon buddies for like =P
we should play that again one day!!
um yeah.
they were the best times of my life, seriously.
going back to your house, getting chips, doing nothing.
sitting on the interent..
seriously. GREAT DAYS!/
naw its sad to think about it now.
im gettin all sentimental =PP
yes yes i am yours.
your midget friend.
i love how we are so .. like.. different. it makes me laugh.
like, im short, brunette, falling over all the time next to this tree woman, blonde, tall. =P
at least we dont have that crazy lady with us any more..
the weirdo.. pink hair.. emo.. nesss.. lol. and her gayness.
seriously. i broke her glasses because she deserved it.
haha do you remember when she was like, so who broke them?
we were like, i duno? lol.
WE WERE THE ONLY ONES WHO WENT INTO THE TENT!!
LOL
it was so obvious.
but oh well.
and our truth or dare game..
'truth.. do you think i have no friends? do you write about me under the desk? '
LOL.
but yes.
you are so much my best friend here.
you have saved me from being a loner.
im so happy i got to be your friend! and that we are so close now.
your so gorgeous
you helped me through a lot!!
thankyou for taking care of me for so long! lol.
dont ever change either, your perfect how you are!
i love you!!!!!
xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx
so like.. today was
meh
i have blue nails..
i actually lastd about , an hour not picking it off.
and i most have the most actually boring blog! but i dont care lol.
anyway.. so hopefully someone i know is going to start their blog soon!
full of random shit, lol.
but yes =P
so how are things with me.
well.. im going to fucking die with all this homework.. its terrible.
i have so much due, but. it seems like, no matter how much i do, i still ALWAYS havemore. and its no longer 'yay i finished it' its okay done. next piece of homework.
its so annoying.
and today in classics, our class was silent.
and i realised that .. even to annoying people who are pains in the asses,
year 12 is important to everyone lol.
its just interesting to me.
hey, i was thinking.
what would i look like if i went blonde?
not like, barbie blonde.
maybe.. blonde.. like. hmm im trying to think of someone with good blonde hair, that is a colour i want. maybe..
that chick on neighbours.
whats her name..
she used to go out with ringo and now she is totally being a pedo and goign out with zeek.. i mean. come on. she looks like 3 years older than him.
and thats a lot in high school okay, i just realised how gay that sounded.. 'a whole 3 years' lol. ANYWAY.
digression much
HA i totally just sounded smart then.
anyway.
( i totally learnt what the word digress meant in a playstation game, 'Kingdom Hearts' best game ever, im sorry but it is. anyway i learnt it from there, it just sounded so cool, adn i was like. hey. dictionary please. and this was a LONG time ago, by the way. it wasnt yesterday or anything. i mean, im slow. but not.. so much )
ANYWAY.
total annihilation of the school bus would be good.
just a small explosion.
whilst im not on it.
but okay.
there is this one girl, there is like a pack of them actually.
they are going to fucking drive me crazy if i dont strap on a bazooka and just rip into them.
anyway, there is about 15 of them, and they all sit at the back of the bus, and they SCREAM and YELL the WHOLE FRICKING BUS RIDE.
and im on that bus for a good, what, 35, 40 minutes? yeah.
so thats like, headache city.
anyway, so.. i really want to jsut turn around and yell at them.
like, just fucking rip into them, scream at them, tell them how inconsiderate they are being to the rest of the population of the bus. but then, after i have imagined this possibility in my head, i figure.. i am lesser in numbers. they have that advantage over me, they could just start screaming and yelling in my face. and i would be dead. in like a second.
but there is one of them i hate the most.
shes the loudest, and from the conversations i hear when she ISNT on the bus (praise the day) they bitch about how no one likes her, and how annoying she is. yes, well. maybe you should think that INSIDE YOUR FRICKING HEAD!! i dont care about her.
though i kinda do.
its like, 'and so, these are the 'bus trips of our lives...'
do do do la doooooo dum dum dum dum
but yes. she is the one i would most likely place a land mine upon.
and yes, that doesnt make sense. because one would assume that you would notice some crazy lady, driven to insanity from her annoying bus rides home for , what, 3 years? places a land mine upon your lap. well, i bet she wouldnt. she would be too busy screaming. and so when i continue to strap this land mine to her body, with the durable and fantastic duct tape, and then run. RUN FOR MY FRICKING LIFE to.. well.. i suppose the front of the bus.
she will EXPLODEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE
hehehehhe.
what a happy day for me.
anyway, welcome to what i imagine onteh bus.
night.
i have blue nails..
i actually lastd about , an hour not picking it off.
and i most have the most actually boring blog! but i dont care lol.
anyway.. so hopefully someone i know is going to start their blog soon!
full of random shit, lol.
but yes =P
so how are things with me.
well.. im going to fucking die with all this homework.. its terrible.
i have so much due, but. it seems like, no matter how much i do, i still ALWAYS havemore. and its no longer 'yay i finished it' its okay done. next piece of homework.
its so annoying.
and today in classics, our class was silent.
and i realised that .. even to annoying people who are pains in the asses,
year 12 is important to everyone lol.
its just interesting to me.
hey, i was thinking.
what would i look like if i went blonde?
not like, barbie blonde.
maybe.. blonde.. like. hmm im trying to think of someone with good blonde hair, that is a colour i want. maybe..
that chick on neighbours.
whats her name..
she used to go out with ringo and now she is totally being a pedo and goign out with zeek.. i mean. come on. she looks like 3 years older than him.
and thats a lot in high school okay, i just realised how gay that sounded.. 'a whole 3 years' lol. ANYWAY.
digression much
HA i totally just sounded smart then.
anyway.
( i totally learnt what the word digress meant in a playstation game, 'Kingdom Hearts' best game ever, im sorry but it is. anyway i learnt it from there, it just sounded so cool, adn i was like. hey. dictionary please. and this was a LONG time ago, by the way. it wasnt yesterday or anything. i mean, im slow. but not.. so much )
ANYWAY.
total annihilation of the school bus would be good.
just a small explosion.
whilst im not on it.
but okay.
there is this one girl, there is like a pack of them actually.
they are going to fucking drive me crazy if i dont strap on a bazooka and just rip into them.
anyway, there is about 15 of them, and they all sit at the back of the bus, and they SCREAM and YELL the WHOLE FRICKING BUS RIDE.
and im on that bus for a good, what, 35, 40 minutes? yeah.
so thats like, headache city.
anyway, so.. i really want to jsut turn around and yell at them.
like, just fucking rip into them, scream at them, tell them how inconsiderate they are being to the rest of the population of the bus. but then, after i have imagined this possibility in my head, i figure.. i am lesser in numbers. they have that advantage over me, they could just start screaming and yelling in my face. and i would be dead. in like a second.
but there is one of them i hate the most.
shes the loudest, and from the conversations i hear when she ISNT on the bus (praise the day) they bitch about how no one likes her, and how annoying she is. yes, well. maybe you should think that INSIDE YOUR FRICKING HEAD!! i dont care about her.
though i kinda do.
its like, 'and so, these are the 'bus trips of our lives...'
do do do la doooooo dum dum dum dum
but yes. she is the one i would most likely place a land mine upon.
and yes, that doesnt make sense. because one would assume that you would notice some crazy lady, driven to insanity from her annoying bus rides home for , what, 3 years? places a land mine upon your lap. well, i bet she wouldnt. she would be too busy screaming. and so when i continue to strap this land mine to her body, with the durable and fantastic duct tape, and then run. RUN FOR MY FRICKING LIFE to.. well.. i suppose the front of the bus.
she will EXPLODEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE
hehehehhe.
what a happy day for me.
anyway, welcome to what i imagine onteh bus.
night.
Wednesday, March 11, 2009
this bugs me, but
there is nothing i seem to be able to do about it.
my nailpolish is so freaking damn pickable.
its just like.. its green and sparkly.
and oh so pretty, but no. i cant just leave it there. i have to pick it off. cos its so .. i duno. its like its asking me to do it, by the way it looks at me.
being all pickable and stuff.
i duno.
anyway.
hopefully i was the original carrier of the sick gene that everyone seems to be getting.
cos.. everyone is sick now, with the exact same thing i had weeks ago. and all i can say is HA you all laughed at me when i was dying on the ground.
now ill laugh at you.
though im not saying that i believe i was the original creater and only carrier of the disease originally, because. thats impossible, unless some gross mutation in my very, very dirty room actually ended up creating some form of cold.
which, again, makes no sense.
its just, i was sick before all teh people i know.
so ha.
anyway this has kinda been a whole lotta rambling about nothing..
and its not like im gonna start crapping on about friends
i mean people can read this so easily, your an idiot if you start bitching on here.
i wonder if my sister is gonna move out soon..
there has been lots of .. well.. ill just leave it as 'discussions' about whether she will or not.
it would be interesting.
like.. we all still live at home
so it owould be interesting, to have one less.
not that im like LEAVE BITCH but just, you know.
just SHUT UP OKAY?
i dont know.
dammit i really wanna pick my nailpolish off.
that is all.
my nailpolish is so freaking damn pickable.
its just like.. its green and sparkly.
and oh so pretty, but no. i cant just leave it there. i have to pick it off. cos its so .. i duno. its like its asking me to do it, by the way it looks at me.
being all pickable and stuff.
i duno.
anyway.
hopefully i was the original carrier of the sick gene that everyone seems to be getting.
cos.. everyone is sick now, with the exact same thing i had weeks ago. and all i can say is HA you all laughed at me when i was dying on the ground.
now ill laugh at you.
though im not saying that i believe i was the original creater and only carrier of the disease originally, because. thats impossible, unless some gross mutation in my very, very dirty room actually ended up creating some form of cold.
which, again, makes no sense.
its just, i was sick before all teh people i know.
so ha.
anyway this has kinda been a whole lotta rambling about nothing..
and its not like im gonna start crapping on about friends
i mean people can read this so easily, your an idiot if you start bitching on here.
i wonder if my sister is gonna move out soon..
there has been lots of .. well.. ill just leave it as 'discussions' about whether she will or not.
it would be interesting.
like.. we all still live at home
so it owould be interesting, to have one less.
not that im like LEAVE BITCH but just, you know.
just SHUT UP OKAY?
i dont know.
dammit i really wanna pick my nailpolish off.
that is all.
Tuesday, March 10, 2009
the smelly one
is smelly.
you all know who im talking about.
yes.
its you.
i dont approve of your smell.
lol.
ANYWAY.
you smell.
thats all.
you all know who im talking about.
yes.
its you.
i dont approve of your smell.
lol.
ANYWAY.
you smell.
thats all.
michelle.
i think
you need to calm down on the lord of the rings crap
and yes i have posted a whole crapload of blogs at the moment.
but you know.
stuff happens.
this shits addictive.
anyway..
seriously, can i just never catch a bus again?
simply, just dont let me on another mode of transport that has more than four wheels.
speaking of which
how many wheels does a bus have.
i really wouldnt know
hey today i totally nearly missed my bus cos im a fat ass and was too busy trying to buy red rooster,
jesus
you would think that by now
i would have MAYBE stopped shoving my face full of chips.
but no.
i havent.
i have, though.
reduced my coke intake,
though i bought juice today
and it tasted like shit so i regret that
but yes. another one is my fingernails. i dont bite them anymore, though i have noticed i do have a weird and incredibly fast growth rate for my fingernails. they have gotten so long already.. it amazing. for some reason. the ability to scratch someone seems so interesting. and so exhilirating. wow ireally have no life
but you must understand
that i havent had nails in a LONG time.
wait, scratch that.
ever.
so you can understnad.
okay the parental said to get off so ishall.
xx
you need to calm down on the lord of the rings crap
and yes i have posted a whole crapload of blogs at the moment.
but you know.
stuff happens.
this shits addictive.
anyway..
seriously, can i just never catch a bus again?
simply, just dont let me on another mode of transport that has more than four wheels.
speaking of which
how many wheels does a bus have.
i really wouldnt know
hey today i totally nearly missed my bus cos im a fat ass and was too busy trying to buy red rooster,
jesus
you would think that by now
i would have MAYBE stopped shoving my face full of chips.
but no.
i havent.
i have, though.
reduced my coke intake,
though i bought juice today
and it tasted like shit so i regret that
but yes. another one is my fingernails. i dont bite them anymore, though i have noticed i do have a weird and incredibly fast growth rate for my fingernails. they have gotten so long already.. it amazing. for some reason. the ability to scratch someone seems so interesting. and so exhilirating. wow ireally have no life
but you must understand
that i havent had nails in a LONG time.
wait, scratch that.
ever.
so you can understnad.
okay the parental said to get off so ishall.
xx
Your all
so freaking annoying.
eh.
just calming down now..
10
9
8
7
6
5....
how come i cant just have something going really right? without people being so ANNOYING!. lol
eh i should really just get used to it.
eh.
just calming down now..
10
9
8
7
6
5....
how come i cant just have something going really right? without people being so ANNOYING!. lol
eh i should really just get used to it.
AGH come back =D
michelle.
i seriously think its time for you to come back to adelaide.. i mean.
come on.
lady
i love you, but i hate the fact you still have a better internet than me.
AHH
i guess your coming back soon.
kindof
so this is my first blog.
and pretty much its michelle thats the only person who can see it.
so hello to you
and POSSIBLY anyone else who finds this.
school.. hmm.
today was shit..
its annoying keeping up
i hate maths.
and people at school.. and just .. generally everything.
people can be confusing.
but my relationship is going well :D
it just seems to fall into place.
also, just to begin this.
no one but michelle will be named
other people will be called seperate things, or inanimate objects.
jsut to make that clear.
anyway.. ill talk later maybe. xx
i seriously think its time for you to come back to adelaide.. i mean.
come on.
lady
i love you, but i hate the fact you still have a better internet than me.
AHH
i guess your coming back soon.
kindof
so this is my first blog.
and pretty much its michelle thats the only person who can see it.
so hello to you
and POSSIBLY anyone else who finds this.
school.. hmm.
today was shit..
its annoying keeping up
i hate maths.
and people at school.. and just .. generally everything.
people can be confusing.
but my relationship is going well :D
it just seems to fall into place.
also, just to begin this.
no one but michelle will be named
other people will be called seperate things, or inanimate objects.
jsut to make that clear.
anyway.. ill talk later maybe. xx
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