So, yeah, long time no talky.
What has happened with you Ebony?
Well...
*I did my english assessment and only got 35 minutes for it... because, well, teachers are stupid, and Ms Schultz says I can appeal and blah blah but who can be bothered?
*My enter key is broken, it gets stuck heaps, and I just backspaced stacks of lines
*My whole class pretty much feels crappy about physics considering even the top score in our class for the research task was pretty crap, and the rest are worse.
*I realised I have 4 classes with Richard. Yes, it took me 10 weeks to figure it out.
*I am pretty much screwed for English. Just in general. And should be doing that instead of this. But, ehh.
*Mr Peck likes Tim Minchin. =SS Why must he make me like him? He is not a good person =(
*Ms Schultz makes me feel cared about =) She was all nice and everything to me today when I was sorta freaking out
*English just generally makes me want to cry
*Me and my train people totally gossiped about every teacher in our school today =DD
*My puppy dog had an operation yesterday, and has stitches and stuff, but he'll be okayy.
*Our whole grade pretty much hates their half yearly timetables.
*I just feel tired. I think this long weekend will be very good for me. I look forward to sleep and chocolate. And the easter show with my people =)
*Today is April Fools and everyone was too stressy to notice =L
*Me and Amy stalked Mr Robson for his email =DD Plus I have all my teachers except Dillon's
*Pitt told us about this cool science thingo that I don't think I can go to because I'm going to Tasmania.
*The dragons play tomorrow and this game may determine my happiness for the week :L:L Seriously! We're top of the table!! =D
*I've been listening to a lot of music lately, it makes me happy.
*I keep feeling like studying. Like at the station today, I totally cracked and opened a book :L
Live long and prosper
Showing posts with label stalkers. Show all posts
Showing posts with label stalkers. Show all posts
Thursday, 1 April 2010
Tuesday, 16 June 2009
Stalkers are underrated.
Dear secret smithteens stalker,
COOL!! YOU FOUND ME!!
GMH was introduced to me by Anna, in one of hermemoirs under Tic2daTac. Read through and you will find it!
Also, thankyou for stalking me.
Anyways, this doesn't really count as a blog, but I just wanted to say hi to my stalker. Hi!
COOL!! YOU FOUND ME!!
GMH was introduced to me by Anna, in one of hermemoirs under Tic2daTac. Read through and you will find it!
Also, thankyou for stalking me.
Anyways, this doesn't really count as a blog, but I just wanted to say hi to my stalker. Hi!
Sunday, 7 June 2009
Happy. Sad.
Hello, and welcome to my blog entirely dedicated to happysad.
Yes, those are the awesomeful cute cartoons xD. To see the index of cartoons, click here.
Yay for happysad!!
Maybe it's hard to hear something you need to hear. And maybe, it's harder to hear it from the person you need to hear it from. But how else can you know? How else can you learn? And sometimes, it is something that you really do need to hear. Something that can change everything. And no one will tell you, because no on wants to hurt you. But that's what hurts you the most.
I don't really feel the need to lecture you. Sure, you could use it, but not from me. Why? Because I don't really know you all that well. In fact, lecturing you would be rather hypocritical of me, because I think and feel the same way that you do. In fact, I agree with you. And rather than fix everything for you, I'd just like to be there while you sit it out. I don't want to change you, I just want to be there for you.
You know when it's been raining all day, and the sky has been grey. Everywhere you look are clouds, and dull, dreary, grey skies. And then the sun peeps out a little. And suddenly, everything lights up. The sky turns a pretty blue, the grass look greener. The world just shines a little. And you have this feeling that everything is going to be okay, everything will work out. And everything is beautiful. That's the feeling I get around you, you're my peep of sunshine.
I just need a hug. I just need you to come up and hold my hand, and tell me that everything is going to be okay. Because I'll believe you. I really will. And I need to know that everything's going to be okay. People are hurting me, and they don't realise it, and it's making things worse, and I need you to tell me that it's going to be fine. I need you to tell me that you're there. And I need you to tell me that you'll never leave. Not like everyone else. I need you to never leave.
How can no one accept things?! How can you not accept things? You who is always "open minded", you who can accept new things. Why do you always need to change everything. Leave it alone! Maybe, everything is how it is for a reason. Maybe, everything needs to just happen, and you need to just let it. It's not going to change by uou willing it. Leave. it. alone. It gives you such hope, wishing things were different. Simpler, easier, better. Maybe they never will be. Maybe this is as good as it gets! Stop wishing to change the world, when all you need to change is yourself.
And everyone tells me to slow down. But maybe I don't wanna slow down. Maybe I like doing things fast. Maybe, I just need someone to catch up, and run with me. Because walking isn't very fun. Not that running is fun. It's just... maybe I have somewhere to go. So whilst you all walk around aimlessly, I'm ready to run home.
I guess, that's all I have to say. Plus, I've run out of cartoons. Or at least run out of favourites. You know, this blog has been a week in the making. That stuff between cartoons, I've been writing it all week. And the cartoons, I've been browsing and choosing my favourites all week, and after all that effort, it's not even that good, and it's not even getting across the point... but it's very me. So I'll leave it.
Saturday, 14 March 2009
One day it will all finish.
As you read this, you are listening to Sound Relief either on the radio or on Channel V/MAX. And if you are not then SHAME ON YOU.
Haha, my sis asked if the band are only Aussie and Kiwi, and my dad said yes. And I said "but taylor swift is performing". His reply? "Who's that?"
I swear, we are not related.
But we both started singing along to I Got You at the top of our lungs until Mum came in and told us off. :L.
Haha, my Dad and I are like that, there are things we totally disagree on (who wants to watch football? or listen to pink floyd? my dad, thats who) and there are things we totally agree on (his fave movie? music and lyrics. he also like the holiday and love actually.)
And he is awesome for being able to teach me trig with half a slice of bread. =)
(Just to piss Shailin off:
MENTIONING LANA!
BUT ALSO MENTIONING SHAILIN
50-50?)
Are you, by any chance, sad? – J600y
Ok, over the past 2 days, I have been in the weirdest mood. I still get pissed off really easily, and I keep eating junk food. I have not emotionally eaten that much... ever.
I have never written 60 memoirs. That is phenomenal. All of them were...weird. Like my mood.
I think I'm getting close to back to normal now.
I hope.
I. Feel. Everything. Get it now? – Silent_watcher
It takes a while to communicate that to some people. Not only do I feel everything, but I feel everything WORSE than you do. I feel everything you feel. And I feel everything you didn't know existed. I feel pain, I feel happiness, I feel deep hatred, I feel incredible love, I feel total clarity, and I feel mind-twirling confusion. But I feel it all, all the time.
looking up at the same moon.. – Harriet Taylor
This morning, at 7:15, I woke up (don't remind me that it's Saturday, I have a very strong body clock) and looked outside my window. She was there, smiling at me. She said "Good morning Ebony" and I said "It is now" She laughed at my very bad joke and I watched her. NOT in a stalker way (ok, maybe), but she is so beautiful. I just lay there, and watched her shine. Until it hurt to turn my head to see her because she was too far. And then I got up.
Smile. Laugh. Like makeup over scars. – i.am.aspen
I decided yesterday that I was going to tell you guys about my scars. About everything that happened to me, about everything I've never admitted to. About the reason why I lied to my blog, for the first time, a few days ago. I woke up, and in some realisation of truth remembered that I have NO IDEA who reads my blog. And there are some people that I do not trust with the only secret I have never told. I NEED SOMEONE TO TALK TO. But, it's too hard to confess to. JUST LISTEN.
I wanna give everyone a hug. – small and on a search
That's the kind of person I am. I hug so much that people are sick of it now (i.e. me hugging Amy in drama). I hug people and they turn away. They don't listen, they don't understand that every hug is worth something to me. I wish everyone would feel that.
My Mind is affected by overpopulation. – JustAFaceInTheCrowd
And all the people in my head think I'm crazy. And there's a lot of them. And they're LOUD. And sometimes I need them to shut up so I can concentrate. (Maybe that's what people feel like around me). But every now and thn they say "well done" or "you did the right thing" and sometimes when everyone else tells me what a bad person I am, and how much I've screwed up, it's nice to have just a few voices tell you that things aren't so bad.
Someday we'll all have perfect wings – voices.faded
And we will all fly. And we will have finally made it. Someday, we will all join together, and we will be a beautiful force. Us and our truth and beauty wings. Will you fly with me? Are you strong enough to let go?
"RAPE!" is now considered a joke. – shhhme
That is something I will never be okay with. Sure, I make the joke too, and sure I laugh along. And I even joke back "It's not rape if you enjoy it". But there are parts in me cringing. They say, "Is that really true?" And maybe I'm too terrified to ask, too terrified of the answer, too terrified that I don't know what I want the answer to be. But remember that it is not a joke. Jokes are funny. On the inside too.
Tear soaked face. Nothing has changed. – justagirl
I haven't cried in 24 hours. Yes, that is totally a record. But I've run out of tears. And for a girl with an endless supply, that is a big thing. I don't know if it's good or bad, but it's big. I thought it would never happen. But it did. And I'm stronger now. But not strong enough to cry.
I fell.
Story of my life. – imissyoumuch
I fall over things. I fall into ditches. I fall in love. I fall in hate. But I always fall.
And sometimes I jump, just for the fall. Because falling feels like flying. Until the BOOM.
Haha, my sis asked if the band are only Aussie and Kiwi, and my dad said yes. And I said "but taylor swift is performing". His reply? "Who's that?"
I swear, we are not related.
But we both started singing along to I Got You at the top of our lungs until Mum came in and told us off. :L.
Haha, my Dad and I are like that, there are things we totally disagree on (who wants to watch football? or listen to pink floyd? my dad, thats who) and there are things we totally agree on (his fave movie? music and lyrics. he also like the holiday and love actually.)
And he is awesome for being able to teach me trig with half a slice of bread. =)
(Just to piss Shailin off:
MENTIONING LANA!
BUT ALSO MENTIONING SHAILIN
50-50?)
Are you, by any chance, sad? – J600y
Ok, over the past 2 days, I have been in the weirdest mood. I still get pissed off really easily, and I keep eating junk food. I have not emotionally eaten that much... ever.
I have never written 60 memoirs. That is phenomenal. All of them were...weird. Like my mood.
I think I'm getting close to back to normal now.
I hope.
I. Feel. Everything. Get it now? – Silent_watcher
It takes a while to communicate that to some people. Not only do I feel everything, but I feel everything WORSE than you do. I feel everything you feel. And I feel everything you didn't know existed. I feel pain, I feel happiness, I feel deep hatred, I feel incredible love, I feel total clarity, and I feel mind-twirling confusion. But I feel it all, all the time.
looking up at the same moon.. – Harriet Taylor
This morning, at 7:15, I woke up (don't remind me that it's Saturday, I have a very strong body clock) and looked outside my window. She was there, smiling at me. She said "Good morning Ebony" and I said "It is now" She laughed at my very bad joke and I watched her. NOT in a stalker way (ok, maybe), but she is so beautiful. I just lay there, and watched her shine. Until it hurt to turn my head to see her because she was too far. And then I got up.
Smile. Laugh. Like makeup over scars. – i.am.aspen
I decided yesterday that I was going to tell you guys about my scars. About everything that happened to me, about everything I've never admitted to. About the reason why I lied to my blog, for the first time, a few days ago. I woke up, and in some realisation of truth remembered that I have NO IDEA who reads my blog. And there are some people that I do not trust with the only secret I have never told. I NEED SOMEONE TO TALK TO. But, it's too hard to confess to. JUST LISTEN.
I wanna give everyone a hug. – small and on a search
That's the kind of person I am. I hug so much that people are sick of it now (i.e. me hugging Amy in drama). I hug people and they turn away. They don't listen, they don't understand that every hug is worth something to me. I wish everyone would feel that.
My Mind is affected by overpopulation. – JustAFaceInTheCrowd
And all the people in my head think I'm crazy. And there's a lot of them. And they're LOUD. And sometimes I need them to shut up so I can concentrate. (Maybe that's what people feel like around me). But every now and thn they say "well done" or "you did the right thing" and sometimes when everyone else tells me what a bad person I am, and how much I've screwed up, it's nice to have just a few voices tell you that things aren't so bad.
Someday we'll all have perfect wings – voices.faded
And we will all fly. And we will have finally made it. Someday, we will all join together, and we will be a beautiful force. Us and our truth and beauty wings. Will you fly with me? Are you strong enough to let go?
"RAPE!" is now considered a joke. – shhhme
That is something I will never be okay with. Sure, I make the joke too, and sure I laugh along. And I even joke back "It's not rape if you enjoy it". But there are parts in me cringing. They say, "Is that really true?" And maybe I'm too terrified to ask, too terrified of the answer, too terrified that I don't know what I want the answer to be. But remember that it is not a joke. Jokes are funny. On the inside too.
Tear soaked face. Nothing has changed. – justagirl
I haven't cried in 24 hours. Yes, that is totally a record. But I've run out of tears. And for a girl with an endless supply, that is a big thing. I don't know if it's good or bad, but it's big. I thought it would never happen. But it did. And I'm stronger now. But not strong enough to cry.
I fell.
Story of my life. – imissyoumuch
I fall over things. I fall into ditches. I fall in love. I fall in hate. But I always fall.
And sometimes I jump, just for the fall. Because falling feels like flying. Until the BOOM.
Wednesday, 11 March 2009
No longer a fan of google.
One – I wish you’d stop lying to me. Seriously, if you don’t mean it, don’t say it, then you won’t have to take it back
Two – Today, I realised how natural we are (sure I figured it out months ago, but it was reiterated today). Thankyou for your beautiful warm hug =)
Three – I realised that I don’t have a problem trusting people, it’s just that sometimes I think they don’t want to hear what I have to say. Blogging, therefore is the perfection solution. I can tell you everything.
Four – No one noticed I was acting any different. I talk to you how I talk to everyone else. They didn’t even recognise it was you. It was normal. Finally.
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I am currently very emotional.
Which I find funny.
But I like laughing at myself, so it’s all good. (Puts up thumbs like Shailin) (Up Down Up Down Up Down)
Hmmm, looking for something to say…
I can’t think of anything.
Haha, me and my sister just sang Day dream believer at the top of our lungs. =) Gotta love being home alone.
This morning it was Our song. And that was straight after I blogged it, I swear, she’s in my head!!
Nikki: “We spent too much time together, we always…”
Me: “…say the same thing at the same time…”
Together: “…and finish each other’s sentences”
--------------------------------
Gah, I am going to be very busy over the next few weeks.
This is everything happening on the 24th of March.
Sometime:
Talent quest
Period 2:
Creating connections
Geography in class assignment
Periods 5:
P.E. dance in hall
Drama assignment due
Period 6:
P.E. dance in hall
IPT assignment due
See how it doesn’t all fit??
Oh, and next Wednesday/Thursday I won’t be blogging. Are you disappointed? Year 7 camp here I come!!
And I don’t even wanna go, I have too much stuff to do.
Lizzie: “Are you feeling okay?”
Hehe, probably not.
But I don't even like my stupid creating connections group. =(
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You know what annoys me? (other than ebony + ivory jokes, people that are mean and bad tv spinoffs)
When people tell me I look like people I don't look like.
(Yes Amy, I'm looking at you)
SERIOUSLY!
1. Mr Baxter - I mean, he looks like Tom Cruise, so it's a compliment, but I don't look like him!! Just cuz I'm white!!
2. Dominic (yr 7 dude) - some random year 7er said I look like him, and the Julia comes up and says "Is that your brother?"
3. Jarryd - Ok, yes, Jarryd is awesome. And yes, it feels weird to say year 9 buddy. But people say I look like him, (mainly Sandie) apparently we have the same mouth :S.
Sorry, but it seriously pisses me off.
(Not as much as Ebony + Ivory jokes, people that are mean and bad TV spinoffs)
(NCIS being one of the GOOD TV spinoffs)
-----------------------------
Speaking of NCIS, (go with it) I missed it last night!!! I didn't get home until 9:24, so I only saw the last 8 minutes. And Tuesday are the new episodes!!
And they played an episode on, like, saturday or sunday night, and it was season 2!! Why can't they play season 4??? Stupid channel 10. Season 6 repeats? Sure. Season 4? Never!
Haha, I'm so stupid about TV. I mean, seriously, NCIS? It's not all that good. (Shoot me later) But I still watch it EVERYTIME it's on. And like, House. Hello? Phobia of needles!! But I LOVE House.
--------------------------------
MENTIONING ROSA!!!
Rosa is cool like sliced bread. (H)
She is the friend (stalker) of everyone in our grade.
She made us all a rose for V Day (well, the girls anyway)
She was my very first blog fan.
Meaning that she actually commented when no one else was bothered.
She currently has too many (14) followers. this is unfair. i have 7.
(last week i had 5, this is a big step up)
(Rosa is one of my new ones)
Her blog is le awesome. The video on her post today made me cry (shut up)
Now Rosa should mention me too, yes?
MENTIONING LANA!!!
Lana is smart like... sliced bread. 8-
She is the nerd of our grade
She tops, like EVERY subject. Crazy little girl.
Mr Anault: "Have you ever met someone who is scary smart?"
Michelle: "Like Lana?"
She hasn't read my blog since January... except at lunch the other day, which totally doesn't count.
The only reason she read it is cuz she was mentioned, so if she has survived the boringness of the rest of the blog, she should be happy that she has got this far (now go and read everything you skipped)
Now she should read my blog, yes?
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Happy moments of my past week:
1. Running down the street trying to catch a Santa. All the Holsworthy High people staring at me, thinking I'm insane. Then catching it, making a wish, and skipping away. =)
2. Jumping up and down like a retard with Lucy today singing Our Song. Forgetting the words, and making them up. :L
3. Spinning in regional dance, and then falling over from being dizzy. Then everyone else falls over too.
4. Tansy being my man, and us posing like the cover of Twilight :L. Dancing with Tansy as well. She is cool.
5. Our group being able to fall back into our style. We're cool like that.
6. Me: "Did you see the full moon last night?"
Other person: "Yeah, wasn't it pretty?"
Me: *thinking: you wish it was your moon* "Did you howl?"
Other person: *gives crazy look*
Except for Barbara!!! Who said "Oh, so you heard me?"
------------------------------
Too long now, huh?
But mum is at work, so I am enjoying my freedom.
Picture this:
No one looking over your shoulder
No one asking what you're doing every 5 minutes
No one saying "have you done your homework yet?"
or "I think you've been on long enough now"
Or "Who are you talking to?"
It is such beautiful freedom. She doesn't get home until 9:30!!! And she whinges about late hours...
--------------------------------------
“That is the second time I’ve dropped my pen. I’m getting really pissed now!! And I mean that in the drunk way”
So, my sister told me to never blog about her again, but, I couldn't resist.
Oh. My. Gosh.
My sister wants to find my blog. She is going to google me.
That means she WILL find it.
Seriously, it is like, the first thing.
But she says she'll save it for another day, because I practically got on my knees and begged her not to. :S
--------------------------------
Im not looking for someone to talk to
Ive got my friends, Im more than ok
Ive got more than a girl could wish for
I live my dreams but its not all they say
Still I believe Im missing something real
I need someone who really sees me
Chorus:
Dont wanna wake up alone anymore
Still believing youll walk through my door
All I need is to know its for sure
Then Ill give all the love in the world
Ive often wondered if loves an illusion
Just to get you through the loneliest days
I cant criticize it - I have no hesitation
My imagination just stole me away
Still I believe
Im missing something real
I need someone who really sees me
Chorus
Loves for a lifetime not for a moment
So how could I throw it away
Yeah Im only human
And nights grow colder
With no-one to love me that way
Yeah I need someone who really sees me
And I wont wake up alone anymore
Still believing youll walk through my door
Youll reach for me and Ill know its for sure
Then Ill give all the love in the world
(dont wanna wake up alone
still believing youll walk through my door
dont wanna wake up alone anymore)
Two – Today, I realised how natural we are (sure I figured it out months ago, but it was reiterated today). Thankyou for your beautiful warm hug =)
Three – I realised that I don’t have a problem trusting people, it’s just that sometimes I think they don’t want to hear what I have to say. Blogging, therefore is the perfection solution. I can tell you everything.
Four – No one noticed I was acting any different. I talk to you how I talk to everyone else. They didn’t even recognise it was you. It was normal. Finally.
---------------------------------
I am currently very emotional.
Which I find funny.
But I like laughing at myself, so it’s all good. (Puts up thumbs like Shailin) (Up Down Up Down Up Down)
Hmmm, looking for something to say…
I can’t think of anything.
Haha, me and my sister just sang Day dream believer at the top of our lungs. =) Gotta love being home alone.
This morning it was Our song. And that was straight after I blogged it, I swear, she’s in my head!!
Nikki: “We spent too much time together, we always…”
Me: “…say the same thing at the same time…”
Together: “…and finish each other’s sentences”
--------------------------------
Gah, I am going to be very busy over the next few weeks.
This is everything happening on the 24th of March.
Sometime:
Talent quest
Period 2:
Creating connections
Geography in class assignment
Periods 5:
P.E. dance in hall
Drama assignment due
Period 6:
P.E. dance in hall
IPT assignment due
See how it doesn’t all fit??
Oh, and next Wednesday/Thursday I won’t be blogging. Are you disappointed? Year 7 camp here I come!!
And I don’t even wanna go, I have too much stuff to do.
Lizzie: “Are you feeling okay?”
Hehe, probably not.
But I don't even like my stupid creating connections group. =(
--------------------------------
You know what annoys me? (other than ebony + ivory jokes, people that are mean and bad tv spinoffs)
When people tell me I look like people I don't look like.
(Yes Amy, I'm looking at you)
SERIOUSLY!
1. Mr Baxter - I mean, he looks like Tom Cruise, so it's a compliment, but I don't look like him!! Just cuz I'm white!!
2. Dominic (yr 7 dude) - some random year 7er said I look like him, and the Julia comes up and says "Is that your brother?"
3. Jarryd - Ok, yes, Jarryd is awesome. And yes, it feels weird to say year 9 buddy. But people say I look like him, (mainly Sandie) apparently we have the same mouth :S.
Sorry, but it seriously pisses me off.
(Not as much as Ebony + Ivory jokes, people that are mean and bad TV spinoffs)
(NCIS being one of the GOOD TV spinoffs)
-----------------------------
Speaking of NCIS, (go with it) I missed it last night!!! I didn't get home until 9:24, so I only saw the last 8 minutes. And Tuesday are the new episodes!!
And they played an episode on, like, saturday or sunday night, and it was season 2!! Why can't they play season 4??? Stupid channel 10. Season 6 repeats? Sure. Season 4? Never!
Haha, I'm so stupid about TV. I mean, seriously, NCIS? It's not all that good. (Shoot me later) But I still watch it EVERYTIME it's on. And like, House. Hello? Phobia of needles!! But I LOVE House.
--------------------------------
MENTIONING ROSA!!!
Rosa is cool like sliced bread. (H)
She is the friend (stalker) of everyone in our grade.
She made us all a rose for V Day (well, the girls anyway)
She was my very first blog fan.
Meaning that she actually commented when no one else was bothered.
She currently has too many (14) followers. this is unfair. i have 7.
(last week i had 5, this is a big step up)
(Rosa is one of my new ones)
Her blog is le awesome. The video on her post today made me cry (shut up)
Now Rosa should mention me too, yes?
MENTIONING LANA!!!
Lana is smart like... sliced bread. 8-
She is the nerd of our grade
She tops, like EVERY subject. Crazy little girl.
Mr Anault: "Have you ever met someone who is scary smart?"
Michelle: "Like Lana?"
She hasn't read my blog since January... except at lunch the other day, which totally doesn't count.
The only reason she read it is cuz she was mentioned, so if she has survived the boringness of the rest of the blog, she should be happy that she has got this far (now go and read everything you skipped)
Now she should read my blog, yes?
---------------------------------------
Happy moments of my past week:
1. Running down the street trying to catch a Santa. All the Holsworthy High people staring at me, thinking I'm insane. Then catching it, making a wish, and skipping away. =)
2. Jumping up and down like a retard with Lucy today singing Our Song. Forgetting the words, and making them up. :L
3. Spinning in regional dance, and then falling over from being dizzy. Then everyone else falls over too.
4. Tansy being my man, and us posing like the cover of Twilight :L. Dancing with Tansy as well. She is cool.
5. Our group being able to fall back into our style. We're cool like that.
6. Me: "Did you see the full moon last night?"
Other person: "Yeah, wasn't it pretty?"
Me: *thinking: you wish it was your moon* "Did you howl?"
Other person: *gives crazy look*
Except for Barbara!!! Who said "Oh, so you heard me?"
------------------------------
Too long now, huh?
But mum is at work, so I am enjoying my freedom.
Picture this:
No one looking over your shoulder
No one asking what you're doing every 5 minutes
No one saying "have you done your homework yet?"
or "I think you've been on long enough now"
Or "Who are you talking to?"
It is such beautiful freedom. She doesn't get home until 9:30!!! And she whinges about late hours...
--------------------------------------
“That is the second time I’ve dropped my pen. I’m getting really pissed now!! And I mean that in the drunk way”
So, my sister told me to never blog about her again, but, I couldn't resist.
Oh. My. Gosh.
My sister wants to find my blog. She is going to google me.
That means she WILL find it.
Seriously, it is like, the first thing.
But she says she'll save it for another day, because I practically got on my knees and begged her not to. :S
--------------------------------
Im not looking for someone to talk to
Ive got my friends, Im more than ok
Ive got more than a girl could wish for
I live my dreams but its not all they say
Still I believe Im missing something real
I need someone who really sees me
Chorus:
Dont wanna wake up alone anymore
Still believing youll walk through my door
All I need is to know its for sure
Then Ill give all the love in the world
Ive often wondered if loves an illusion
Just to get you through the loneliest days
I cant criticize it - I have no hesitation
My imagination just stole me away
Still I believe
Im missing something real
I need someone who really sees me
Chorus
Loves for a lifetime not for a moment
So how could I throw it away
Yeah Im only human
And nights grow colder
With no-one to love me that way
Yeah I need someone who really sees me
And I wont wake up alone anymore
Still believing youll walk through my door
Youll reach for me and Ill know its for sure
Then Ill give all the love in the world
(dont wanna wake up alone
still believing youll walk through my door
dont wanna wake up alone anymore)
Monday, 2 March 2009
I Love My Little stalkers =)
I actually have some news that could in some universe be seen as being interesting, and I completely forgot to tell you guys about it.
I am going to be in the newspaper!
No, I can’t remember which one, okay? But I’m patting a calf!! :):)
A calf who was born last night (yes, adorable, I know)
And I got to answer all theses random questions about our school farm, and how they might not be selling it and blah di blah.
Anyways, I’m famous!!
That’s all.
Now, I have had this song stuck in my head all day, even though I only know the chorus, and I've only heard it about 5 times (yay for disney channel adds).
Anyways, it is NOT by my stalkerband (finally!), but it's pretty close. (doesn't count, toally doesn't count)
I give you Little Wonders - Rob Thomas
let it go,
let it roll right off your shoulder
don't you know
the hardest part is over
let it in,
let your clarity define you
in the end
we will only just remember how it feels
our lives are made
in these small hours
these little wonders,
these twists & turns of fate
time falls away,
but these small hours,
these small hours
still remain
let it slide,
let your troubles fall behind you
let it shine
until you feel it all around you
and i don't mind
if it's me you need to turn to
we'll get by,
it's the heart that really matters in the end
our lives are made
in these small hours
these little wonders,
these twists & turns of fate
time falls away,
but these small hours,
these small hours
still remain
all of my regret
will wash away some how
but i can not forget
the way i feel right now
in these small hours
these little wonders
these twists & turns of fate
these twists & turns of fate
time falls away
but these small hours
these small hours,
still remain,
still remain
these little wonders
these twists & turns of fate
time falls away
but these small hours
these little wonders still remain
Oh right.
Alvi, if you’re reading this, I am extraordinarily sorry for not catching the bus on Wednesday/Friday. But on Wednesday I had to work straight after school, and on Friday, we had a SDD. I am very very sorry.
And if you’re not reading this… we’re even again :L
Win-win! Gotta love it :)
I am going to be in the newspaper!
No, I can’t remember which one, okay? But I’m patting a calf!! :):)
A calf who was born last night (yes, adorable, I know)
And I got to answer all theses random questions about our school farm, and how they might not be selling it and blah di blah.
Anyways, I’m famous!!
That’s all.
Now, I have had this song stuck in my head all day, even though I only know the chorus, and I've only heard it about 5 times (yay for disney channel adds).
Anyways, it is NOT by my stalkerband (finally!), but it's pretty close. (doesn't count, toally doesn't count)
I give you Little Wonders - Rob Thomas
let it go,
let it roll right off your shoulder
don't you know
the hardest part is over
let it in,
let your clarity define you
in the end
we will only just remember how it feels
our lives are made
in these small hours
these little wonders,
these twists & turns of fate
time falls away,
but these small hours,
these small hours
still remain
let it slide,
let your troubles fall behind you
let it shine
until you feel it all around you
and i don't mind
if it's me you need to turn to
we'll get by,
it's the heart that really matters in the end
our lives are made
in these small hours
these little wonders,
these twists & turns of fate
time falls away,
but these small hours,
these small hours
still remain
all of my regret
will wash away some how
but i can not forget
the way i feel right now
in these small hours
these little wonders
these twists & turns of fate
these twists & turns of fate
time falls away
but these small hours
these small hours,
still remain,
still remain
these little wonders
these twists & turns of fate
time falls away
but these small hours
these little wonders still remain
Oh right.
Alvi, if you’re reading this, I am extraordinarily sorry for not catching the bus on Wednesday/Friday. But on Wednesday I had to work straight after school, and on Friday, we had a SDD. I am very very sorry.
And if you’re not reading this… we’re even again :L
Win-win! Gotta love it :)
Thursday, 12 February 2009
Swimming Carnival 09
Well, well, well. In year 7, we were told “you’ve never been to anything quite like a Hurlstone swimming carnival”. Oh, how true.
Today was the first swimming carnival we’ve had that wasn’t on Valentine’s Day, I think that definitely impacted it. As well as the fact that it was raining, and, by lunchtime, the day was practically over.
But everyone got in the spirit, as usual. The slightly strange array of crazy costumes and cross-dressing was not hindered by the weather, although not many people swam, and the bribe “You’ll get a free iceblock” didn’t work its usual magic.
The music was awesome, as per usual, and the mosh pit pretty much stayed consistent throughout the day. Those of us that didn’t mosh, still managed to sing along, very much out of tune.
As far as I know, no teachers were pushed into the pool, (although Mr Peck was expecting to be), and “Wilso is a wanker” only stuck around for a few minutes. Yes, the teachers got away lightly. But, they showed great spirit by joining in the ‘Deckers’ cheers.
MACARTHUR DID NOT WIN. But, they still beat us, because, well, everyone beat us! (We stand by that it was the pity pints from the cheering comp, something we’ve had to come to terms with over the years).
And that’s as much detail as I will go into about the carnival, because EVERYOINE will blog about, and it will get BORING.
In other news, Matchbox Twenty is stalking me. No, seriously, the other day I was randomly singing “Unwell” at school, (someone told me I wasn’t crazy), and then Lucy’s like “that’s by matchbox 20, isn’t it?” Me: “uhhh…?” In case you were wondering, yes, yes it is.
Then me and my sister were singing “Push” (We’re cool like that), and so I turned on my computer to listen to it, and guess who it’s by? Matchbox 20, shocker there.
And today I was demonstrating my air guitar skills to my sister (I took my air guitar to school for “Macquarie Musicians”), and she said “Trust you to pick a matchbox 20 song”. Me: “What song was it?” You wanna know? It was How Far We’ve Come.
So if you see a matchbox twenty song, and it was to know where I am, DON’T TELL IT!! I am scared of what it will do to me.
Today was the first swimming carnival we’ve had that wasn’t on Valentine’s Day, I think that definitely impacted it. As well as the fact that it was raining, and, by lunchtime, the day was practically over.
But everyone got in the spirit, as usual. The slightly strange array of crazy costumes and cross-dressing was not hindered by the weather, although not many people swam, and the bribe “You’ll get a free iceblock” didn’t work its usual magic.
The music was awesome, as per usual, and the mosh pit pretty much stayed consistent throughout the day. Those of us that didn’t mosh, still managed to sing along, very much out of tune.
As far as I know, no teachers were pushed into the pool, (although Mr Peck was expecting to be), and “Wilso is a wanker” only stuck around for a few minutes. Yes, the teachers got away lightly. But, they showed great spirit by joining in the ‘Deckers’ cheers.
MACARTHUR DID NOT WIN. But, they still beat us, because, well, everyone beat us! (We stand by that it was the pity pints from the cheering comp, something we’ve had to come to terms with over the years).
And that’s as much detail as I will go into about the carnival, because EVERYOINE will blog about, and it will get BORING.
In other news, Matchbox Twenty is stalking me. No, seriously, the other day I was randomly singing “Unwell” at school, (someone told me I wasn’t crazy), and then Lucy’s like “that’s by matchbox 20, isn’t it?” Me: “uhhh…?” In case you were wondering, yes, yes it is.
Then me and my sister were singing “Push” (We’re cool like that), and so I turned on my computer to listen to it, and guess who it’s by? Matchbox 20, shocker there.
And today I was demonstrating my air guitar skills to my sister (I took my air guitar to school for “Macquarie Musicians”), and she said “Trust you to pick a matchbox 20 song”. Me: “What song was it?” You wanna know? It was How Far We’ve Come.
So if you see a matchbox twenty song, and it was to know where I am, DON’T TELL IT!! I am scared of what it will do to me.
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