Friday, November 26, 2010
Sorry
Sorry, I've been pretty busy lately, and idk where to start. I'll say everything about my week on Saturday xoxo
Sunday, November 21, 2010
Snails
Today apart from just staying home being on the computer and working on my story, I went to Jenna's house at 7:30pm and we did loads of stuff like bake cookies which were kinda funny but tasted nice which probably made me gain urrgggggh and we stood on snails and we observed how they crawled. Now I'm really tired so I dont think I can do a long blog but oh well.
I dont really want to go to church and do something for ages with JL and SM realy :/ oh yeah, happy birthday! We were suppose to do something today so she'll probably make us do something tomorrow ugh.
So tired;;
Well SOrry but I'm off to bed! BTW if your awake Jenna solve this: 2+2=?
x
P.S I just thought of this: I hate people who say something them go at the end 'do this blah blah im so cool kgo' ugh so icky.
I dont really want to go to church and do something for ages with JL and SM realy :/ oh yeah, happy birthday! We were suppose to do something today so she'll probably make us do something tomorrow ugh.
So tired;;
Well SOrry but I'm off to bed! BTW if your awake Jenna solve this: 2+2=?
x
P.S I just thought of this: I hate people who say something them go at the end 'do this blah blah im so cool kgo' ugh so icky.
Saturday, November 20, 2010
Dreams...
I keep having the weirdest dreams ever. Today I had one which I would love to explain, but I just cant remember how it goes! It was something to do with this war, and I was picking up sticks to make arrows, my helpers were these mice in this pickle jar, and some other people. Then it kind of changed because I was like this guy and there was this girl he- I mean I liked or something and she helped out in the war and then her father sent a letter wanting her back, and then the girls memories went into my head, and she was thinking about how that guy was so clueless, and she was imagining what it'll be like if he wasnt so clueless and if he would've asked her to marry him but it was too late, so she had to go home and the guy realised that he loved her but it wasnt that sad. Then in my dream I realised that she had a disorder, and all these people I knew had disorders and I was reading it in a book, so on one page it would have a picture of them, their name and then describing their disorder, then it would be the next person. In my dream I realised this was based on a book I had read in real life called the Land of Lollipops or something.... where this girl got sent to this place where it helps mental health though she didnt have a disorder. Of course I shortened my dream.
But it was still weird...
So now I'm seeing on this website what my dream means....
War :To dream of a war, signifies disorder (DISORDER!!! oh its the wrong meaning but still!) and chaos in your waking life You are experiencing some internal conflict or emotional struggle which is tearing you up inside. Alternatively, the dream indicates that you are either being overly aggressive or that you are not being assertive (thats me!) enough. Perhaps you need to be prepared to put up a fight in some area of your life (i hate fighting). On a more direct level, the dream may be reflection of current wars around the world and your personal feelings about it.
Arrow: To see an arrow in your dream, represents the targets that you are reaching for and the goals you are setting for yourself. Alternatively, the arrow also signifies an end to suffering and the beginning of new-found pleasures and festivities
Mice:To see mice in your dream, indicates that you are spending too much time dwelling on minor problems and insignificant matters. To see mice feeding or eating in your dream, suggests that someone is trying to bring down your self-confidence. Someone may be nipping away at your resources.
Jar: To see a jar in your dream, symbolizes the feminine womb. You are seeking protection. The dream may also be a pun on feeling "jarred" or shaken up by something or someone.
Boy: if you are female and dream that you see or are a boy, then it indicates that you are developing the masculine aspects of character. Alternatively, it may represent your feelings about a real-life boy who is important and significant to you. You may have a crush on this boy and your waking thoughts of him has carried over into the dream world. Your motherly instincts may be taking over.
Girl: To see a girl in your dream, represents your playful, innocent, and childlike nature. Perhaps you are behaving immaturely in some situation. Alternatively, a girl represents the feminine qualities of your character.
Disorder (or really Mental Illness): To see a mentally challenged person in your dream, suggests that someone around you is feeling ignored or overlooked. Perhaps you have failed to listen to what they have to say and as a result are alienating them.
So this dream is telling me that I am not aggressive enough and I might have to be in a fight soon and am experiencing an emotional struggle which is tearing me up, and there maybe an end to my struggles, and apparentally I am dwelling on minor problems too much unless my mice were rats which talks about how I am feeling guilty, I am shaken up by something/one, I am either developing masculine aspects of the character (gulp!) or I have a crush on a real life boy who is significant to me (who?), I am behaving immaturely in some situation and someone around me is feeling ignored or overlooked-SORRY JENNA I PROMISE TO LISTEN MORE-
Whoa. I am messed up.
But it was still weird...
So now I'm seeing on this website what my dream means....
War :To dream of a war, signifies disorder (DISORDER!!! oh its the wrong meaning but still!) and chaos in your waking life You are experiencing some internal conflict or emotional struggle which is tearing you up inside. Alternatively, the dream indicates that you are either being overly aggressive or that you are not being assertive (thats me!) enough. Perhaps you need to be prepared to put up a fight in some area of your life (i hate fighting). On a more direct level, the dream may be reflection of current wars around the world and your personal feelings about it.
Arrow: To see an arrow in your dream, represents the targets that you are reaching for and the goals you are setting for yourself. Alternatively, the arrow also signifies an end to suffering and the beginning of new-found pleasures and festivities
Mice:To see mice in your dream, indicates that you are spending too much time dwelling on minor problems and insignificant matters. To see mice feeding or eating in your dream, suggests that someone is trying to bring down your self-confidence. Someone may be nipping away at your resources.
Jar: To see a jar in your dream, symbolizes the feminine womb. You are seeking protection. The dream may also be a pun on feeling "jarred" or shaken up by something or someone.
Boy: if you are female and dream that you see or are a boy, then it indicates that you are developing the masculine aspects of character. Alternatively, it may represent your feelings about a real-life boy who is important and significant to you. You may have a crush on this boy and your waking thoughts of him has carried over into the dream world. Your motherly instincts may be taking over.
Girl: To see a girl in your dream, represents your playful, innocent, and childlike nature. Perhaps you are behaving immaturely in some situation. Alternatively, a girl represents the feminine qualities of your character.
Disorder (or really Mental Illness): To see a mentally challenged person in your dream, suggests that someone around you is feeling ignored or overlooked. Perhaps you have failed to listen to what they have to say and as a result are alienating them.
So this dream is telling me that I am not aggressive enough and I might have to be in a fight soon and am experiencing an emotional struggle which is tearing me up, and there maybe an end to my struggles, and apparentally I am dwelling on minor problems too much unless my mice were rats which talks about how I am feeling guilty, I am shaken up by something/one, I am either developing masculine aspects of the character (gulp!) or I have a crush on a real life boy who is significant to me (who?), I am behaving immaturely in some situation and someone around me is feeling ignored or overlooked-SORRY JENNA I PROMISE TO LISTEN MORE-
Whoa. I am messed up.
Friday, November 19, 2010
Please God
I had a really weird dream today. My dream was set in an Aladdin, and there was a bad Aladdin dude, Aladdin, a lot of Aladdin city folk, Jenna who was Jasmine and me who was like her slave friend and we were sitting in a circle. Then Jenna told me to give some food to Aladdin and I had to sneak for some reason around to him. And I had to stay there for some time, until Jafar stopped glaring at us. Then suddenly the background changed into kind of my old house, only more different and white. My mum, other parents and Jafar in a human form was there and me and Jenna felt really weird and in danger so we told my mum that we were going to run away and so we just walked out of the house and Jenna was laughing at me because I was wearing jeans on a hot day (but for some reason the backgroud was grey). Then we went somewhere which I cant remember, like into city and then these guys were cat calling us, and then one of them called out 'Melanie!' and I called out 'Dylan!' and suddenly he turned into this guy from my last year class. Then Jenna and I went to this Diva looking shop and they followed and they were talking about how I hooked up with this guy and the I went really anxious because I was missing my mum, not in a baby way but I really missed her and my throat was swelling up. So we went home and it was happy happy :)
Today school was okay, but bad in english period and lunch because Joo threw a huge fit at me and I hate it when people get angry at me. Call me a people pleaser I know but I just hate it. It was because apparentally I said something offensive to her and yeah but she got over it. Lunch was sooooo boring! Sometimes I wish they would just skip lunch. We just like sat down, doing nothing. Nothing. Period 5 and 6 and after was good though, because we actually had something to do.
Sometimes I wish I could move school. I was seriously thinking about it in Term 2 and 3, but now I've kind of learnt to just take it in. And I often find that my best school years are after the first. I know that I might scream if I'm in the same class as Joo next year, but at the same time I'll miss her. Its her stupid making me clingy to her thing. You get use to her sick and weird behaviour. Its annoying, but I'll miss her.
Please God though, make me in a different class with her so I can start over.
Please.
Today school was okay, but bad in english period and lunch because Joo threw a huge fit at me and I hate it when people get angry at me. Call me a people pleaser I know but I just hate it. It was because apparentally I said something offensive to her and yeah but she got over it. Lunch was sooooo boring! Sometimes I wish they would just skip lunch. We just like sat down, doing nothing. Nothing. Period 5 and 6 and after was good though, because we actually had something to do.
Sometimes I wish I could move school. I was seriously thinking about it in Term 2 and 3, but now I've kind of learnt to just take it in. And I often find that my best school years are after the first. I know that I might scream if I'm in the same class as Joo next year, but at the same time I'll miss her. Its her stupid making me clingy to her thing. You get use to her sick and weird behaviour. Its annoying, but I'll miss her.
Please God though, make me in a different class with her so I can start over.
Please.
Wednesday, November 17, 2010
Just Listen
Today was a mixture of happy and okayish day.
It was a happy day because I had loads of fun and I got Excellence in translation and grammar and merit in comprehension. I wish I had gotten straight Excellences, but I cant regret something thats already done. Then I got a level 5 Proficient which was really good for me because on that day I was having a horrible day. So I was pretty pleased until at lunch people threw leaves and bread at me. Not the greatest thing but you have to get over it.
You know how I was going to do another book review thing? (Placeholder-you'll see why I'm saying this if you've read the book I've just finished reading.) Well today I read Just Listen, who was my inspiration for my blog 'Dont Judge Just Listen' only the character Annabel's quote was:
That is why I hate and love Sarah Dessen books. They make you so satisfied yet unsatisfied, longing yet unlonging. No matter how screwed up each person's life is, they always have someone close to them. Apart from Dreamland and That Summer.
I
just
cant
help
envy
them.
Thats why I would love to live in a book, or be in a coma. I would love to just for one moment, be able to do not literally nothing, but to able to not care, not have to think so much and smile everytime when I dont want to. It gets tiring. And I know compared to so many other people out there in the world, the starving children out in Asia, the people who have gotten raped, harrassed in any mental or physical way, the people so poor that they have to stay on the streets freezing to death and the unfortunate people who have a disease whether its lung cancer or yellow fever, I am one of the fortunate ones, someone who is plump (too plump) with food, has enough money to live, a family, and a future ahead of me yet it doesnt feel that way. Dont get me wrong, I appreciate my live so much and am so grateful of it, but sometimes I just feel... unsatisfied with my life?
Maybe I'm not doing something right in my life, maybe it's a sign saying that I should help one of the unfortunate to feel satisfied in my life? Once I saw this religious channel where this women, who wasnt the most perfect women living was smiling because she was helping people to have education and a future. She was short, brown curly hair, chubby and yet she was smiling more realistically than I had in a while. So even though I'll still not do anything about this, and go on Facebook or something, I really hope one day I'll go through my blog, get this post, re-read it and think of a reason why I was brought on this Earth.
Because it certainly wasnt so I could moan all day.
It was a happy day because I had loads of fun and I got Excellence in translation and grammar and merit in comprehension. I wish I had gotten straight Excellences, but I cant regret something thats already done. Then I got a level 5 Proficient which was really good for me because on that day I was having a horrible day. So I was pretty pleased until at lunch people threw leaves and bread at me. Not the greatest thing but you have to get over it.
"Dont think or judge, just listen."Basically this is about a main character Annabel Greene who has everything, or at least looks like she does. Unable to confine anything to anyone, alone and torn from what happened that night, Annabel only comfort is to tell white lies to the people she love incase they get hurt. Then she meets Owen Armstrong (eeeee! ><), a intense, tall music obsessed guy who likes to tell the truth (Anger Management, R and R) no matter what. I cant tell you what happens because it'll ruin the book but I LOVE this book, it is one of (okay is) my favourite Sarah Dessen books. This book to me isnt an ordinary just cliche book. It's written carefully, meaningfully and always leaves me thinking which sometimes gets me annoyed because I feel so empty inside. If I could live in a book, it would be this one. It has love in it, but it isnt just oridnary love. It has sister love, friendship love and music love. Annabel and Owen share a relationship which I would so want if I had an boyfriend-no wait he is my dream guy. They can connect to each other ("story of my life"), and they are just so... cute together? It's just their ability to relate to each other, and to listen. I really envy that and that's 50% why I like to read this book. It's a time where I can just slip away into someone elses life and feel like I can relate to someone else strongly as that.
That is why I hate and love Sarah Dessen books. They make you so satisfied yet unsatisfied, longing yet unlonging. No matter how screwed up each person's life is, they always have someone close to them. Apart from Dreamland and That Summer.
I
just
cant
help
envy
them.
Thats why I would love to live in a book, or be in a coma. I would love to just for one moment, be able to do not literally nothing, but to able to not care, not have to think so much and smile everytime when I dont want to. It gets tiring. And I know compared to so many other people out there in the world, the starving children out in Asia, the people who have gotten raped, harrassed in any mental or physical way, the people so poor that they have to stay on the streets freezing to death and the unfortunate people who have a disease whether its lung cancer or yellow fever, I am one of the fortunate ones, someone who is plump (too plump) with food, has enough money to live, a family, and a future ahead of me yet it doesnt feel that way. Dont get me wrong, I appreciate my live so much and am so grateful of it, but sometimes I just feel... unsatisfied with my life?
Maybe I'm not doing something right in my life, maybe it's a sign saying that I should help one of the unfortunate to feel satisfied in my life? Once I saw this religious channel where this women, who wasnt the most perfect women living was smiling because she was helping people to have education and a future. She was short, brown curly hair, chubby and yet she was smiling more realistically than I had in a while. So even though I'll still not do anything about this, and go on Facebook or something, I really hope one day I'll go through my blog, get this post, re-read it and think of a reason why I was brought on this Earth.
Because it certainly wasnt so I could moan all day.
Tuesday, November 16, 2010
Wannabe
Well, because I was reading my super cool friend Jenna's blog, and she said she wanted to see one of my super 'emotional' posts, here I am typing another one away! Although I'm not really in the mood, I'll be nice to my fellow readers e.g. no one.
Today I had my two exams, maths and latin. The latin one was pretty hard but easier towards the end. The translation was screwed up though! So straaaaange... And the maths one was pretty okay but I let my friend Joo copy off me and it made me feel a little...weird?
And oh gosh it was so hot I felt like I was melting away! SOme girls are put their feet in the water. Lucky bitches.
Sometimes I like school, but sometimes I just want to get away from it, you know? I guess its all part of high school experience. But I dot know how much longer I can take it. LIke Joo, though I use to absolutely HATE HER, she's actually pretty sweet now though she has her recipe moments. She can be nice, caring but she can be a total bitch. I guess no body can be perfect and besides, we're getting on really well lately :)
Anyways, so after school I had maths and the teacher was seriously getting peeved off but just today I couldnt care because I was soooo sleepy! Like I was going to go to sleep any second and still want to, though I have latin, tech and socstudies homework :/
Then my sister and I went for a walk and omgosh I just couldnt be stuffed walking and actually 45% was fun, and whenever my sister hit me I was like 'sexual assult! 1,2,3' etc till it was 20 :) So that was a good time. Now I'm watching dramas instead of doing homework... yeah thats bad but I dont really care.
Replying to my friend Jenna's post: I know what you mean and it gets annoying. JL and SM are my friends, whether you think differently and thats okay. They're annoying, kind, nice, weird, but that doesnt change the fact that they are so stubborn and self-absorbed! Especially SM! I mean, get a freaking hint and I really want to swear but I told God I wouldnt! I mean, I feel sorry for mum and myself because I'm such a freaking pushover! Man, If I was an outsider watching myself I would get pissed off at myself. Ugh. So this week I am going home early because truthfully I am just too tired nowdays. I'm getting old.
Someone who isnt annoying me is June, who also I believe used to get the same pedo calling as me, only like me she's use to it. She's someone who I can joke around with, not clingy, I can talk about hot guys with her and serious-ish stuff. She's actually really nice; she's not all about being pretty (okay she is) but I like her. I wouldnt mind being in the same class as her next year.
Now some advice on a few hotties in my friend's lives: your young! Live your life as if you might die each day which i know is clashing with me saying how we're young but you know what I mean. You like lollipops, thats okay thought they never have been my favourite, and you may like jaybirds but i'll support you through all of them-
FUCK YOU JENNY FOR CALLING ME A WANNABE SORRY I HAD TO GET THAT OUT OF MY SYSTEM UGHRJGHADSJGAHGHEGJHGHJGDFJGNDFJKVNJDFHJDFHGJFDHGJDHJKDHVJDHGJAHGAH
So let me explain what happened if your confused. So here I can typing when Jenny goes 'your not doing homework are you? Your on your blog again, no one checks it anyway.'
Me: 'Exactly.'
Jenny: "Stop trying to be a wannabe." !!!!!!!!!!!!!
Sometimes I hate her. I wish sometimes she would keep things in her head. But you know writing this all down is really keeping out my anger management.
Jenny, if you somehow get on this blog and read this and I know this can be possible because you can read other people's blogs without being online, I would like you to know that there are no hard feelings only that sometimes you peeve me off.
But thats all.
Today I had my two exams, maths and latin. The latin one was pretty hard but easier towards the end. The translation was screwed up though! So straaaaange... And the maths one was pretty okay but I let my friend Joo copy off me and it made me feel a little...weird?
And oh gosh it was so hot I felt like I was melting away! SOme girls are put their feet in the water. Lucky bitches.
Sometimes I like school, but sometimes I just want to get away from it, you know? I guess its all part of high school experience. But I dot know how much longer I can take it. LIke Joo, though I use to absolutely HATE HER, she's actually pretty sweet now though she has her recipe moments. She can be nice, caring but she can be a total bitch. I guess no body can be perfect and besides, we're getting on really well lately :)
Anyways, so after school I had maths and the teacher was seriously getting peeved off but just today I couldnt care because I was soooo sleepy! Like I was going to go to sleep any second and still want to, though I have latin, tech and socstudies homework :/
Then my sister and I went for a walk and omgosh I just couldnt be stuffed walking and actually 45% was fun, and whenever my sister hit me I was like 'sexual assult! 1,2,3' etc till it was 20 :) So that was a good time. Now I'm watching dramas instead of doing homework... yeah thats bad but I dont really care.
Replying to my friend Jenna's post: I know what you mean and it gets annoying. JL and SM are my friends, whether you think differently and thats okay. They're annoying, kind, nice, weird, but that doesnt change the fact that they are so stubborn and self-absorbed! Especially SM! I mean, get a freaking hint and I really want to swear but I told God I wouldnt! I mean, I feel sorry for mum and myself because I'm such a freaking pushover! Man, If I was an outsider watching myself I would get pissed off at myself. Ugh. So this week I am going home early because truthfully I am just too tired nowdays. I'm getting old.
Someone who isnt annoying me is June, who also I believe used to get the same pedo calling as me, only like me she's use to it. She's someone who I can joke around with, not clingy, I can talk about hot guys with her and serious-ish stuff. She's actually really nice; she's not all about being pretty (okay she is) but I like her. I wouldnt mind being in the same class as her next year.
Now some advice on a few hotties in my friend's lives: your young! Live your life as if you might die each day which i know is clashing with me saying how we're young but you know what I mean. You like lollipops, thats okay thought they never have been my favourite, and you may like jaybirds but i'll support you through all of them-
FUCK YOU JENNY FOR CALLING ME A WANNABE SORRY I HAD TO GET THAT OUT OF MY SYSTEM UGHRJGHADSJGAHGHEGJHGHJGDFJGNDFJKVNJDFHJDFHGJFDHGJDHJKDHVJDHGJAHGAH
So let me explain what happened if your confused. So here I can typing when Jenny goes 'your not doing homework are you? Your on your blog again, no one checks it anyway.'
Me: 'Exactly.'
Jenny: "Stop trying to be a wannabe." !!!!!!!!!!!!!
Sometimes I hate her. I wish sometimes she would keep things in her head. But you know writing this all down is really keeping out my anger management.
Jenny, if you somehow get on this blog and read this and I know this can be possible because you can read other people's blogs without being online, I would like you to know that there are no hard feelings only that sometimes you peeve me off.
But thats all.
Monday, November 15, 2010
I wish
I wish money grew on trees,
I wish whenever someone was talking, subtitles would follow their exact words,
I wish the world was as innocent as little children thought,
I wish the white crayon was used as much as the pink,
I wish that not only over-weight people weren't discriminated but also anorexic people,
I wish people wouldnt do plastic surgery, but people also wouldnt judge them for doing it,
I wish the words 'ugly', 'violence' and 'hatred' weren't in dictionaries,
I wish people wouldnt yell out 'ching chong' to asians as they drove past,
I wish the first time someone saw a unique person they wouldnt think negatively,
I wish people didnt have to think over their words incase someone twisted them,
I wish some people didnt have to live in fear in their own homes,
I wish hunger was something they could just take out of their fridges for some countries,
I wish that sometimes I could forget everything for a while and go into a coma,
I wish we could travel into the past and change things,
I wish soulmates and first love really did exist,
I wish no one used the same hands that prayed for violence,
I wish four leaf clovers still worked,
I wish no one had to experience depression and lonliness,
I wish I could be me without being fake,
I wish the ones close to us never ran away from us,
I wish we never had to fall into a pit of nothingness like Alice,
I wish this meant something to others.
I wish whenever someone was talking, subtitles would follow their exact words,
I wish the world was as innocent as little children thought,
I wish the white crayon was used as much as the pink,
I wish that not only over-weight people weren't discriminated but also anorexic people,
I wish people wouldnt do plastic surgery, but people also wouldnt judge them for doing it,
I wish the words 'ugly', 'violence' and 'hatred' weren't in dictionaries,
I wish people wouldnt yell out 'ching chong' to asians as they drove past,
I wish the first time someone saw a unique person they wouldnt think negatively,
I wish people didnt have to think over their words incase someone twisted them,
I wish some people didnt have to live in fear in their own homes,
I wish hunger was something they could just take out of their fridges for some countries,
I wish that sometimes I could forget everything for a while and go into a coma,
I wish we could travel into the past and change things,
I wish soulmates and first love really did exist,
I wish no one used the same hands that prayed for violence,
I wish four leaf clovers still worked,
I wish no one had to experience depression and lonliness,
I wish I could be me without being fake,
I wish the ones close to us never ran away from us,
I wish we never had to fall into a pit of nothingness like Alice,
I wish this meant something to others.
Exams
The reason why I'm able to be on the computer at like 10:43am is becase today I had all day study periods so me and my friend decided to just stay home and study.
Which I can see was a bad idea because a) I woke up late and b) I'm bad at studying when I'm bored. Maybe I should go to the library...?
I wish I had done my latin exams last week, because then I'll only have my maths exam to care about and truthfully that isnt that hard-algebra. But I still might revise through the year 9 maths book...
servus
servum
servi
servo
servo
servis
servos
servorum
servis
servis
puella
puellam
puellae
puellae
puellaaa
puellae
puellas
puellarum
puellis
puellis
rex
regem
reges
rege
regi
reges
reges
regum
regibus
regibus
Hm. Thats all my noun endings done. Now for verb endings.
bam
bas
bat
bamus
batis
bant
i
isti
it
imus
istis
erunt
and errr..... I cant remember the rest...
sum stultuo. Stultus stultus stultus! :( et nolo dormio! Eheu!
(translation: I am stupid. Stupid stupid stupid! :( and I want to sleep! Oh no!)
Might as well just enjoy the 4 minutes of rest I have.
Valete!
Which I can see was a bad idea because a) I woke up late and b) I'm bad at studying when I'm bored. Maybe I should go to the library...?
I wish I had done my latin exams last week, because then I'll only have my maths exam to care about and truthfully that isnt that hard-algebra. But I still might revise through the year 9 maths book...
servus
servum
servi
servo
servo
servis
servos
servorum
servis
servis
puella
puellam
puellae
puellae
puellaaa
puellae
puellas
puellarum
puellis
puellis
rex
regem
reges
rege
regi
reges
reges
regum
regibus
regibus
Hm. Thats all my noun endings done. Now for verb endings.
bam
bas
bat
bamus
batis
bant
i
isti
it
imus
istis
erunt
and errr..... I cant remember the rest...
sum stultuo. Stultus stultus stultus! :( et nolo dormio! Eheu!
(translation: I am stupid. Stupid stupid stupid! :( and I want to sleep! Oh no!)
Might as well just enjoy the 4 minutes of rest I have.
Valete!
I had a dream...
I had a dream, a really weird creepy dream. I was in my sister's room, and we were doing stuff which i now cant remember but them I looked at the ceiling and !!! There was this ornament thing which she had and it was covered in like all this black webs and there was this net made out of the webs which a HUGE fly/spider was making for it's eggs and i was like spazzing out.
Thank gosh it was a dream.
Thank gosh it was a dream.
Sunday, November 14, 2010
Testing Testing One Two Three
Well I'm happy because I got to influence one of my friends to start up a blog! :) And because her computer was stuffed up, I got to choose her fonts, background and even send a post on her blog:
P.S If you dont like the background which i did really roughly or the fonts, just click Design and if you cant find it call me~
And yeah, that was it :) but I'm sooo happy eeeee! I'm glad I joined this blog.
Jenna! :) this is Anonymous here, I'm soooo glad I told you to make a blog
:)
:)
I found out how to put a photo in! -----> (I took the photo out because it's of me and then my blog wouldn't be ANONYMOUS)
Fill up all this space with all your creative thoughts and troubles; bitch about whoever you want to (even me!), write down some songs, talk about how lollipops taste good, how sometimes Life is Good....
Yes, I here by allow and command you to write down as much thoughtful blabber as you like ;)
Iloveyou xoxo
And yeah, that was it :) but I'm sooo happy eeeee! I'm glad I joined this blog.
Recommendations
Today I just went to church as usual, and mum was pissed because of who knows what. It was a pretty average church day really, nothing out of the ordinary. Pretty much what we did was play uno, get crazy and hit people. So instead I just want to talk about recommendations:
Lately, I've been influenced by my sister to not like pop music as much. I mean, I do still like it, but it's all the same stuff. I was on youtube, and I found a really cool artist called Clara Chung, who had an album out. My favourite songs are Offbeat and Wake up in Neverland. Listen up people, if you want to listen to some decent music, check her out. Another favourite of mine is a song by Auburn, called "Perfect Two." The lyrics are preeeetty cute:
You can be the peanut butter to my jelly
You can be the butterflies I feel in my belly
You can be the captain and I can be your first mate
You can be the chills that I feel on our first date
You can be the hero and I can be your side kick
You can be the tear that I cry if we ever split
You can be the rain from the cloud when it's stormin'
Or you can be the sun when it shines in the mornin'
Don't know if I could ever be
Without you cause boy you complete me
And in time I know that we'll both see
That we're all we need
Cause your the apple to my pie
You're the straw to my berry
You're the smoke to my high
And you're the one I wanna marry
Cause you are the one for me (for me)
And I'm the one for you for you (for you)
You take the both of us (of us)
And we're the perfect two
We're the perfect two
We're the perfect two
Baby me and you
We're the perfect two
You can be the prince and I can be your princess
You can be the sweet tooth I can be the dentist
You can be the shoes and I can be the laces
You can be the heart that I spill on the pages
You can be the vodka and I can be the chaser
You can be the pencil and I can be the paper
You can be as cold as the winter weather
But I don't care as long as we're together
Don't know if I could ever be
Without you cause boy you complete me
And in time I know that we'll both see
That we're all we need
Cause you're the apple to my pie
You're the straw to my berry
You're the smoke to my high
And you're the one I wanna marry...
And yeah! Super cute guitaring behind as well. I'm going to try and learn the tabs :)
Another group of recommendations I have are books- because I have a book over due (sshhh!) I couldn't borrow many books, but the four books I could get were Wish you were dead, Cathy's Book, Dreamland and Notes on a Near-Life experience.
First up: Wish you were dead is an interesting book, a thriller which has murder, mystery and depth to it. I really enjoyed this book, because it wasn't cliche and kept me going. And truthfully I really enjoyed the suspense and murder... not in a weird way. SO practically this book is about how this blogger starts writing about how she wishes this girl could die because she's a bitch, popular etc and the next day the girl disappears! Then the girl wishes for two other popular people to die, and they also disappear. The main character tries to find out what is going on before she or another friend of hers is gone. My type of book, 8/10
Cathy's Book is a book where you can not just finish the book and leave it, but you can ring up numbers to solve the puzzle. I really liked this book, because the main author of the diary Cathy Vickers, had humour, adventure and was an artist so her pages were filled with doodles which I found really pretty. Actually, it was this book which made me find this blog website, because I was looking up 'Doodling Diary' on Google and it came out with someone's blog who takes pictures of their Doodle Diary. Anways, the story starts off as Cathy being dumped by her boyfriend Victor and finding a needle prick on her hand which makes her curious about what it is so she stalks her boyfriend and sneaks into his house etc only accidentally getting in too deep with Victor's private life- he is an immortal (and please, not a vampire) which is why he broke up with Cathy, because he was going to have to watch her die one day. This is a very funny, action packed book. I rate it 8/10
Dreamland which i read just today didnt really catch me into the book though I'm pretty sure this wasnt the books fault, because I kept doing other stuff which distracted me. This book is about a girl who meets a guy who distracts her from her missing sister, sad mum etc and loves him... until he starts beating her up for talking to a guy for too long etc. This book nearly made me cry though which I guess is good, it's a moving and touching book so if you hate stuff like that stay away. Though this book was good, i prefered Sarah Dessen's other pieces of work better, like Just Listen, Along for the Ride and The Truth about Forever. I rate it a 7/10.
Finally, Notes on a Near-Life experience. I'm actually still reading this book, but what i can tell you is that it is very funny and witty :) It is about a girl who talks bout her liking her brothers friend, how her parents are fighting, her little sister wants to pee like a guy, how her arch nemesis may be bulimic etc. It is very interesting and makes me laugh. However it isnt a book which wouldve immediately caught my attention so, 7/10.
I hope that would've made you interested in some books! When i get some new books I promise to tell you some other books~
So me and my really good friend Jenna* are just talking on Facebook about how sometimes you think of weird scenarios, like say your in a car and you imagine what would happen if you had a car accident, how it would affect you and not being able to walk for your whole life or being dead. Seriously though, has anyone out there ever had thoughts of the future like that? If you have, PLEASE comment on this post.
It would be much appreciated if we knew someone else who was as weird as us.
I was also going to talk about plastic surgery today and how i thought about it, but maybe I'll save that for any other day/post.
For now, goodbye.
Lately, I've been influenced by my sister to not like pop music as much. I mean, I do still like it, but it's all the same stuff. I was on youtube, and I found a really cool artist called Clara Chung, who had an album out. My favourite songs are Offbeat and Wake up in Neverland. Listen up people, if you want to listen to some decent music, check her out. Another favourite of mine is a song by Auburn, called "Perfect Two." The lyrics are preeeetty cute:
You can be the peanut butter to my jelly
You can be the butterflies I feel in my belly
You can be the captain and I can be your first mate
You can be the chills that I feel on our first date
You can be the hero and I can be your side kick
You can be the tear that I cry if we ever split
You can be the rain from the cloud when it's stormin'
Or you can be the sun when it shines in the mornin'
Don't know if I could ever be
Without you cause boy you complete me
And in time I know that we'll both see
That we're all we need
Cause your the apple to my pie
You're the straw to my berry
You're the smoke to my high
And you're the one I wanna marry
Cause you are the one for me (for me)
And I'm the one for you for you (for you)
You take the both of us (of us)
And we're the perfect two
We're the perfect two
We're the perfect two
Baby me and you
We're the perfect two
You can be the prince and I can be your princess
You can be the sweet tooth I can be the dentist
You can be the shoes and I can be the laces
You can be the heart that I spill on the pages
You can be the vodka and I can be the chaser
You can be the pencil and I can be the paper
You can be as cold as the winter weather
But I don't care as long as we're together
Don't know if I could ever be
Without you cause boy you complete me
And in time I know that we'll both see
That we're all we need
Cause you're the apple to my pie
You're the straw to my berry
You're the smoke to my high
And you're the one I wanna marry...
And yeah! Super cute guitaring behind as well. I'm going to try and learn the tabs :)
Another group of recommendations I have are books- because I have a book over due (sshhh!) I couldn't borrow many books, but the four books I could get were Wish you were dead, Cathy's Book, Dreamland and Notes on a Near-Life experience.
First up: Wish you were dead is an interesting book, a thriller which has murder, mystery and depth to it. I really enjoyed this book, because it wasn't cliche and kept me going. And truthfully I really enjoyed the suspense and murder... not in a weird way. SO practically this book is about how this blogger starts writing about how she wishes this girl could die because she's a bitch, popular etc and the next day the girl disappears! Then the girl wishes for two other popular people to die, and they also disappear. The main character tries to find out what is going on before she or another friend of hers is gone. My type of book, 8/10
Cathy's Book is a book where you can not just finish the book and leave it, but you can ring up numbers to solve the puzzle. I really liked this book, because the main author of the diary Cathy Vickers, had humour, adventure and was an artist so her pages were filled with doodles which I found really pretty. Actually, it was this book which made me find this blog website, because I was looking up 'Doodling Diary' on Google and it came out with someone's blog who takes pictures of their Doodle Diary. Anways, the story starts off as Cathy being dumped by her boyfriend Victor and finding a needle prick on her hand which makes her curious about what it is so she stalks her boyfriend and sneaks into his house etc only accidentally getting in too deep with Victor's private life- he is an immortal (and please, not a vampire) which is why he broke up with Cathy, because he was going to have to watch her die one day. This is a very funny, action packed book. I rate it 8/10
Dreamland which i read just today didnt really catch me into the book though I'm pretty sure this wasnt the books fault, because I kept doing other stuff which distracted me. This book is about a girl who meets a guy who distracts her from her missing sister, sad mum etc and loves him... until he starts beating her up for talking to a guy for too long etc. This book nearly made me cry though which I guess is good, it's a moving and touching book so if you hate stuff like that stay away. Though this book was good, i prefered Sarah Dessen's other pieces of work better, like Just Listen, Along for the Ride and The Truth about Forever. I rate it a 7/10.
Finally, Notes on a Near-Life experience. I'm actually still reading this book, but what i can tell you is that it is very funny and witty :) It is about a girl who talks bout her liking her brothers friend, how her parents are fighting, her little sister wants to pee like a guy, how her arch nemesis may be bulimic etc. It is very interesting and makes me laugh. However it isnt a book which wouldve immediately caught my attention so, 7/10.
I hope that would've made you interested in some books! When i get some new books I promise to tell you some other books~
So me and my really good friend Jenna* are just talking on Facebook about how sometimes you think of weird scenarios, like say your in a car and you imagine what would happen if you had a car accident, how it would affect you and not being able to walk for your whole life or being dead. Seriously though, has anyone out there ever had thoughts of the future like that? If you have, PLEASE comment on this post.
It would be much appreciated if we knew someone else who was as weird as us.
I was also going to talk about plastic surgery today and how i thought about it, but maybe I'll save that for any other day/post.
For now, goodbye.
Banana Bread
Well I wanted to say what I did today-
So two friends of mine and I went to the library today and it was pretty fun :) I wish that I could remember everything but I cant, so I'll just cut it short. Anyways, so we caught the bus after arguing what bus to take, and less that an minute later, one of my friends JL* screamed, "Far out, where's my drink bottle?!" You see, JL recently had her birthday on the 11th of November and one of her friends had bought her this drink bottle she really liked from StarBucks. JL was having a little spaz, and SM and I were cracking ourselves but as the kind souls we were, we got off the bus with her as she ran as fast she could while me and SM were just slowly walking in the lazy sun, as slow as a pair of turtles (or not really, because I owe a pair of turtles and they are quite the fast pair.) When we finally got there, we found JL trying to wipe the water she had spilt from her drink bottle. Turned out that when she found her drink bottle, she was going to pretend to not have it but as she was doing so, she accientally spilt some water! Good times.
When we finally took the bus, they came over to my house and we decided to bake some banana bread. Which took an hour. By the time we could eat it, it had like 8 holes in it, no kidding. The poor bread was in a state... but not for long as we ate it all mmm.
So, my moral for today? Dont let someone as crazy as JL in your kitchen. Unless you want your kitchen on fire.
*I have a feeling people I mention in this blog wont want their real name inside here...
So two friends of mine and I went to the library today and it was pretty fun :) I wish that I could remember everything but I cant, so I'll just cut it short. Anyways, so we caught the bus after arguing what bus to take, and less that an minute later, one of my friends JL* screamed, "Far out, where's my drink bottle?!" You see, JL recently had her birthday on the 11th of November and one of her friends had bought her this drink bottle she really liked from StarBucks. JL was having a little spaz, and SM and I were cracking ourselves but as the kind souls we were, we got off the bus with her as she ran as fast she could while me and SM were just slowly walking in the lazy sun, as slow as a pair of turtles (or not really, because I owe a pair of turtles and they are quite the fast pair.) When we finally got there, we found JL trying to wipe the water she had spilt from her drink bottle. Turned out that when she found her drink bottle, she was going to pretend to not have it but as she was doing so, she accientally spilt some water! Good times.
When we finally took the bus, they came over to my house and we decided to bake some banana bread. Which took an hour. By the time we could eat it, it had like 8 holes in it, no kidding. The poor bread was in a state... but not for long as we ate it all mmm.
So, my moral for today? Dont let someone as crazy as JL in your kitchen. Unless you want your kitchen on fire.
*I have a feeling people I mention in this blog wont want their real name inside here...
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Well I guess as this is my first post, I should explain my interests, of such sort.
I like pie.
I like the green grass on a sunny day,
I like watching the clouds go by, and wondering.
I like starting songs, but never finishing them because thats how I am.
I like to laugh my heart out, but sometimes I feel the need to hear silence.
I like daisy chains.
I like buttons.
Because I'm new to this blog thing, I'm quite curious about what I have to-or really want to-do here. But if no ones going to see this, I guess it doesnt really matter.
This blog is going to be about all the little things, like counting the stripes on a zebra or speaking gibberish because I feel like it. Because little things are what makes us.
I like pie.
I like the green grass on a sunny day,
I like watching the clouds go by, and wondering.
I like starting songs, but never finishing them because thats how I am.
I like to laugh my heart out, but sometimes I feel the need to hear silence.
I like daisy chains.
I like buttons.
Because I'm new to this blog thing, I'm quite curious about what I have to-or really want to-do here. But if no ones going to see this, I guess it doesnt really matter.
This blog is going to be about all the little things, like counting the stripes on a zebra or speaking gibberish because I feel like it. Because little things are what makes us.
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