Okay, this post's title is actually stealing Emily's buzz, unlike te last one where I said I was, but actually wasn't. I've been listening to Painted Windows by the Pussycat Dolls. Its quite a good song. =]
I apologise if the last post was kinda sad etc etc. I'll try not to do that too much in the future.
The main reason for me posting is because I'm sick of studying. I have like 3 pages left to summarise, out of 80, and I've had enough. I think ym eyes are just getting sore. And I'm cold. hehe.
Is anyone else absolutely sick of maths? I am. And english. urgh.
here are a few quotes i'm liking at the moment.
see if you get the link. =]
"While the rest of the species descended from apes, redheads descended from cats"
I absolutely love this one - "Once in his life, everyman is entitled to fall in love with a gorgeous redhead" and because redheads are scarce, that means more love for redheads. =]
"she was a redhead, and fun"
"blondes are wild, brunettes are true, but you never know what a redhead will do"
"blondes are hot, brunettes are hotter but redheads are hottest"
"blondes may have more fun, but redheads are rmemembered"
"if you want yourself trouble, fin yourself a red head"
And now for some redhead jokes. =]
How do you get a redheads to argue with you? Say something
How do you get a redheads mood to change? Wait 10 seconds
Only two things are necessary to keep a redhead happy. One is to let her think she is having her own way, and the other is to let her have it.
How do you know when your redhead has forgiven you? She stops washing your clothes in the toilet bowl.
Why do redheads have horns? To hold up their halo
What is the difference between a bitch and redhead? Not a damn thing, but you better not tell her that.
What's the Redhead Dating Motto? The fastest way to a man's heart is through his ribcage.
How does a redhead change a light bulb? She doesn't, she bitches until someone else does.
What's safer: a redhead or a pirahna? The pirahna. They only attack in schools
Goodnight. xx
Tuesday, August 25, 2009
Tuesday, July 28, 2009
Words of Wisdom
So, I'm back here again, for a little chat. =] I'm listening to this song, and it's kinda a reflection of my mood right now, I'm not trying to steal Emily's buzz. =] Before I actually get onto what I wanted to say, I want to sound wise for a few paragraphs.
You know how sometimes you wonder what type of person you really are? Or if you've changed? Well, I do. All the time. Looking in the mirror, I'm not the person I was 5 years ago, or even the person I was last year. And its not only what you look like that makes you think that. Sometimes, it what people say to or about you that gets you thinking. And I've been thinking. For a while. In some ways, I know I've changed for the better, others I feel disgusted with myself. And then, I see the parts of me that haven't changed and I smile. I still dance like crazy to every song that comes on the radio, and sing really loud to my favourite songs, even if they aren't 'cool'. hehe. I still love romance movies, and can cry at a drop of a hat. But I've learnt things as well. I've learnt to not care about what people say about you, I've gained a higher sense of style, if thats even possible and I've learned that trusting people is probably one of the hardest things to do, but is the most treasured thing in the world.
I'm thinking of one particular person at the moment, and I won't say who, but their trust in me is treasured and will be til the day I die. I hope I never let them down. And that goes for everyone else as well.
I know I'm glad that I've changed, I'm glad that I'm not the person I used to be, but I still see things the same and get worried over the same things. I still hate it when people mock what I do because they're jealous, or because they appreciate it and wish they had the drive to do what I do. And, if anyone is interested, I don't do what I do to have people talk about me, I do it because I have dreams that I will achieve, and I can't do that unless I push myself harder than I can handle. And even if you think its too much for me, I know best when it comes to me.
In relation to somthing I read on myspace - somethings are important to different people. If someone thinks that Yr 10 is important, who are you to disagree? Because in the end, those that think its important will go further in the world than you.
So what actually brought on this half rant half whatever?
I read my horoscope. It got me thinking. I read a couple of bulletins on myspace. They got me thinking. I reflected on my experiences this year. Which got me thinking.
In relation to horoscope this is what it says:
"You are wild, over the top and out of control" - Well, I'm definitely over the top. I can even see a few of you nodding your heads as you read that. As for wild and out of control, well, I'm not so sure. But am I? Seriously, what do you think?
"Underneath the flamboyant exterior, you're actually calm, dedicated, hardworking and sensible" - I totally agree with this. I'm calm if everything gets done before its supposed to be done, I'm definitely dedicated and hardworking, and have more than my fair share of being sensible.
"You're extremely loyal, warm and generous" - I feel this one has something to do with what I said earlier. I've changed. And, this is what I've become. Sure, I was warm and generous, but I wasn't loyal. And I've learned my lessons. The hard way. I've learned that being loyal to those important people makes you feel something in the cockles of your heart.
"You can be proud, bossy and a bit of a diva" - I'm definitely proud and always bossy, and a bit more than a bit of a diva. I love my clothes and my shoes and my bags. And sometimes being bossy makes people hate you for a while, but you need to express the real you, rather than hide it away and let people walk all over you.
"A strong believer of love at first sight" - no questions. I'm in love with love at first sight. I'm a true romantic.
So, I know this may seem like its directed at certain people, but its not. Its just the easiest way for me to . . . be me.
=]
Have a nice night.
Love Gorgeous.
You know how sometimes you wonder what type of person you really are? Or if you've changed? Well, I do. All the time. Looking in the mirror, I'm not the person I was 5 years ago, or even the person I was last year. And its not only what you look like that makes you think that. Sometimes, it what people say to or about you that gets you thinking. And I've been thinking. For a while. In some ways, I know I've changed for the better, others I feel disgusted with myself. And then, I see the parts of me that haven't changed and I smile. I still dance like crazy to every song that comes on the radio, and sing really loud to my favourite songs, even if they aren't 'cool'. hehe. I still love romance movies, and can cry at a drop of a hat. But I've learnt things as well. I've learnt to not care about what people say about you, I've gained a higher sense of style, if thats even possible and I've learned that trusting people is probably one of the hardest things to do, but is the most treasured thing in the world.
I'm thinking of one particular person at the moment, and I won't say who, but their trust in me is treasured and will be til the day I die. I hope I never let them down. And that goes for everyone else as well.
I know I'm glad that I've changed, I'm glad that I'm not the person I used to be, but I still see things the same and get worried over the same things. I still hate it when people mock what I do because they're jealous, or because they appreciate it and wish they had the drive to do what I do. And, if anyone is interested, I don't do what I do to have people talk about me, I do it because I have dreams that I will achieve, and I can't do that unless I push myself harder than I can handle. And even if you think its too much for me, I know best when it comes to me.
In relation to somthing I read on myspace - somethings are important to different people. If someone thinks that Yr 10 is important, who are you to disagree? Because in the end, those that think its important will go further in the world than you.
So what actually brought on this half rant half whatever?
I read my horoscope. It got me thinking. I read a couple of bulletins on myspace. They got me thinking. I reflected on my experiences this year. Which got me thinking.
In relation to horoscope this is what it says:
"You are wild, over the top and out of control" - Well, I'm definitely over the top. I can even see a few of you nodding your heads as you read that. As for wild and out of control, well, I'm not so sure. But am I? Seriously, what do you think?
"Underneath the flamboyant exterior, you're actually calm, dedicated, hardworking and sensible" - I totally agree with this. I'm calm if everything gets done before its supposed to be done, I'm definitely dedicated and hardworking, and have more than my fair share of being sensible.
"You're extremely loyal, warm and generous" - I feel this one has something to do with what I said earlier. I've changed. And, this is what I've become. Sure, I was warm and generous, but I wasn't loyal. And I've learned my lessons. The hard way. I've learned that being loyal to those important people makes you feel something in the cockles of your heart.
"You can be proud, bossy and a bit of a diva" - I'm definitely proud and always bossy, and a bit more than a bit of a diva. I love my clothes and my shoes and my bags. And sometimes being bossy makes people hate you for a while, but you need to express the real you, rather than hide it away and let people walk all over you.
"A strong believer of love at first sight" - no questions. I'm in love with love at first sight. I'm a true romantic.
So, I know this may seem like its directed at certain people, but its not. Its just the easiest way for me to . . . be me.
=]
Have a nice night.
Love Gorgeous.
Monday, April 6, 2009
Dearest Chickens
In relation to the lovely comment I left on Emily's blog a few minutes ago, I'd like to tell you all about the time my precious duck was killed.
Back when i was bout 4 years old, I loved this little duck. I can't remember its name. But it was yellow and nice and soft. I used to wash it with soap. =] But, funnily enough, the soap never came out. Suzanne and I had one each. They were the same. It was a Sunday morning, about 12 years ago. Suzanne and I shared a room. My bed was next to the door, because I was (still am) a frequent night toilet person (a person who goes to the loo a lot in the middle of the night). Anyway, her bed was on the other wall. It was probably about 7 or 8 in the morning. or earlier mum and dad were still asleep in their bedroom. we had been up for a while, talking or playing with our barbies or something. I needed the loo, so I hopped out of me bed and toddled down the hall to the toilet. I wasn't there very long, all I had to do was deposit the inhabitants of my bowel, so when I cam back, I was shocked to see my duck, on my bed, headless. The head was on my sisters pillow. She still claims, to this day, she didn't do it. But I know better. She did it, cause she probably ate her own duck. Its funny though, cause she would have only been 2. Which makes this story really weird. And so, on my gravestone, I hope someone will comment on the fact that i lived without this duck for the rest of my life because my sister is a murderer.
And, in regards to the comment I left in Sophie's blog approximately 1 week ago -
Dearest everyone,
As you all know, last week (or whenever) was earth hour. I was one of the many that did not participate, as I was busy eating after I got home from work. Sophie decided to put up a list of things as to what we could do in that hour, in the dark.
It was -
Þ Share stories around a fire
Þ Take the dog for a night walk
Þ Play hide and seek in the garden
Þ Gather family and friends for a picnic under the stars
Þ Have dinner by candlelight
Þ Play truth or dare
Now, this is what I said in reply to Sophie's blog post -
1. why would you have a fire in your house? that'd be really bad.
2.walking the dog at night. wouldn't you like trip over? then, you'd have to turn on the light to see where exactly the knife you tripped over stabbed you.
3.hide and seek in the garden. seeking would be impossible cause it'd be too dark. hiding'd be easy. just stand 5m away from the person.
4.picnic under the stars? how would you see what you're eating. it'd be dark. hello? I'd prefer to actually eat the bread roll, not the dog poop i found on the ground, next to where I thought the bread rolls were.
I would like to add to this list -
5. Kill yourself. be much easier.
6. Cut your hair, and accidentally cut your eye open and so you die anyway
7. Sleep. No better time than the dark.
So, as you may have realised, I have not posted a blog post since about November last year. And, as you can also see, I deleted those last 2 posts, because they were so depressive I cringed.
On the Show Holiday Weekend, Maddy and I went to the show. We're pretty sure, that by the end of the day the whole place hated us. Mainly because we were trying to steal their lollies, but never mind that. First, we went on this cool ride that went up and down and around. It was fun, although it took like 5 minutes to get started. Then we went on the claw, which wasn't scary at all, and Maddy was like sitting beside me freaking out. No biggie. Then we went on this weird spinning one. twice. Only because Maddy wanted to inflict pain upon me. Especially since she weighs more than me, and therefore gravitational force applied to me by her is very very bad. Then we went on the dodgem cars. About 5 times the guy had to come and help me drive. I wasn't very good. Only cause I turned too much. So If I were in an actual car, everyone with me would have died when I turned too much. and fell off the cliff. which I've nearly done. Nothing new there. Anyway, after that we went on the Yo-yo. It is the longest ride in history. It just goes around. and around, and around. Which is why you can understand why I nearly vomited when I got off. Luckily I didn't, and instead saw these two girls clean themselves up when they were vomited on. they were pretty too. Until the vomit landed on them. Anyway, apparently, Maddy said I was green. totally would have clashed with my hair. After that we went on the Ferris wheel, and saw this old lady get really pissed at this other guy. so funny. I also considered getting a tattoo, but decided against it. Then, we went on this weird gravitational one, it is so painful. but fun. lol. We then went on the mouse ride or something. Maddy was sitting behind me totally freaked out. It was totally not scary at all. Like a mini ghost rider. Then we went on the (the ride that put you upside down) that was scary, but it was funny cause Suzanne and her friend Mia were sitting behind us, swearing their heads off, so instead of vomiting, I was laughing at them. and then Suzanne threw up. thankfully, once we were off the ride and she was in the loo.
then we came home and watched the titanic. Oh. My. God. It was so sad. I cried like the whole way through, was absolutely bawling at the end, and then I was weeping and bawling for like 30 minutes afterwards. So yeah, I was a bit emotional.
Oh yeah, a couple of weeks ago it was the athletics carnival. You will have noticed that I was wearing a scoop neck tshirt, 3/4 pants and thongs. The next day, I happened to be away. That was because my arms, and neck were sun burnt, as were my legs, but not as much as my feet. My feet were so sun burnt I couldn't walk or put shoes on. They were swollen and red as beetroots. It was kinda funny though, cause that meant jade had to endure Mr. Perkins all by herself that day, as Maddy and Viv were also away. but I truly am sorry. Even though I did manage to start my science assignment, and do some other homework. You don't know how satisfying it is to have the day off to do stuff when you know that everyone else is at school and you're not. especially when you find out there is like no notes for you to catch up on on Monday.
much love, as always
Your Princess.
Back when i was bout 4 years old, I loved this little duck. I can't remember its name. But it was yellow and nice and soft. I used to wash it with soap. =] But, funnily enough, the soap never came out. Suzanne and I had one each. They were the same. It was a Sunday morning, about 12 years ago. Suzanne and I shared a room. My bed was next to the door, because I was (still am) a frequent night toilet person (a person who goes to the loo a lot in the middle of the night). Anyway, her bed was on the other wall. It was probably about 7 or 8 in the morning. or earlier mum and dad were still asleep in their bedroom. we had been up for a while, talking or playing with our barbies or something. I needed the loo, so I hopped out of me bed and toddled down the hall to the toilet. I wasn't there very long, all I had to do was deposit the inhabitants of my bowel, so when I cam back, I was shocked to see my duck, on my bed, headless. The head was on my sisters pillow. She still claims, to this day, she didn't do it. But I know better. She did it, cause she probably ate her own duck. Its funny though, cause she would have only been 2. Which makes this story really weird. And so, on my gravestone, I hope someone will comment on the fact that i lived without this duck for the rest of my life because my sister is a murderer.
And, in regards to the comment I left in Sophie's blog approximately 1 week ago -
Dearest everyone,
As you all know, last week (or whenever) was earth hour. I was one of the many that did not participate, as I was busy eating after I got home from work. Sophie decided to put up a list of things as to what we could do in that hour, in the dark.
It was -
Þ Share stories around a fire
Þ Take the dog for a night walk
Þ Play hide and seek in the garden
Þ Gather family and friends for a picnic under the stars
Þ Have dinner by candlelight
Þ Play truth or dare
Now, this is what I said in reply to Sophie's blog post -
1. why would you have a fire in your house? that'd be really bad.
2.walking the dog at night. wouldn't you like trip over? then, you'd have to turn on the light to see where exactly the knife you tripped over stabbed you.
3.hide and seek in the garden. seeking would be impossible cause it'd be too dark. hiding'd be easy. just stand 5m away from the person.
4.picnic under the stars? how would you see what you're eating. it'd be dark. hello? I'd prefer to actually eat the bread roll, not the dog poop i found on the ground, next to where I thought the bread rolls were.
I would like to add to this list -
5. Kill yourself. be much easier.
6. Cut your hair, and accidentally cut your eye open and so you die anyway
7. Sleep. No better time than the dark.
So, as you may have realised, I have not posted a blog post since about November last year. And, as you can also see, I deleted those last 2 posts, because they were so depressive I cringed.
On the Show Holiday Weekend, Maddy and I went to the show. We're pretty sure, that by the end of the day the whole place hated us. Mainly because we were trying to steal their lollies, but never mind that. First, we went on this cool ride that went up and down and around. It was fun, although it took like 5 minutes to get started. Then we went on the claw, which wasn't scary at all, and Maddy was like sitting beside me freaking out. No biggie. Then we went on this weird spinning one. twice. Only because Maddy wanted to inflict pain upon me. Especially since she weighs more than me, and therefore gravitational force applied to me by her is very very bad. Then we went on the dodgem cars. About 5 times the guy had to come and help me drive. I wasn't very good. Only cause I turned too much. So If I were in an actual car, everyone with me would have died when I turned too much. and fell off the cliff. which I've nearly done. Nothing new there. Anyway, after that we went on the Yo-yo. It is the longest ride in history. It just goes around. and around, and around. Which is why you can understand why I nearly vomited when I got off. Luckily I didn't, and instead saw these two girls clean themselves up when they were vomited on. they were pretty too. Until the vomit landed on them. Anyway, apparently, Maddy said I was green. totally would have clashed with my hair. After that we went on the Ferris wheel, and saw this old lady get really pissed at this other guy. so funny. I also considered getting a tattoo, but decided against it. Then, we went on this weird gravitational one, it is so painful. but fun. lol. We then went on the mouse ride or something. Maddy was sitting behind me totally freaked out. It was totally not scary at all. Like a mini ghost rider. Then we went on the (the ride that put you upside down) that was scary, but it was funny cause Suzanne and her friend Mia were sitting behind us, swearing their heads off, so instead of vomiting, I was laughing at them. and then Suzanne threw up. thankfully, once we were off the ride and she was in the loo.
then we came home and watched the titanic. Oh. My. God. It was so sad. I cried like the whole way through, was absolutely bawling at the end, and then I was weeping and bawling for like 30 minutes afterwards. So yeah, I was a bit emotional.
Oh yeah, a couple of weeks ago it was the athletics carnival. You will have noticed that I was wearing a scoop neck tshirt, 3/4 pants and thongs. The next day, I happened to be away. That was because my arms, and neck were sun burnt, as were my legs, but not as much as my feet. My feet were so sun burnt I couldn't walk or put shoes on. They were swollen and red as beetroots. It was kinda funny though, cause that meant jade had to endure Mr. Perkins all by herself that day, as Maddy and Viv were also away. but I truly am sorry. Even though I did manage to start my science assignment, and do some other homework. You don't know how satisfying it is to have the day off to do stuff when you know that everyone else is at school and you're not. especially when you find out there is like no notes for you to catch up on on Monday.
much love, as always
Your Princess.
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