The visitor

Yazz came over today. very fun. we played this game where you put a cowboy hat on the end of your foot and you have to try to fling it up on to your head. then we threw gum into the hat and had to fling the gum up, out of the hat and catch it in our mouthes. it was so fun!

we should really post these things on youtube. we had heaps of laughs, some of Yazz's comments (and occasionally mine) are hilarious.

my brother came home from the city today, just for the weekend. he has a new black, sky-liner. this car is epic!

i must have it. my brother has put on a little weight, face-wise. he's still awesome though. in 3 days my class is going to see tomorrow when the war began. the bad news is this guy who's in love with (mike) is coming with us as we are going on a joint excursion with the year 11's. this is gonna suck. i dont really want to see the movie. i just want to go shopping!!!!

Im back

i haven't posted for a while, i've been busy. wel we won our hockey grand final on saturday, beat the Mins by 1 goal. it was a tight match and i thought we weren't gonna win. It was raining the whole time but when we won it felt like the sunniest day ever! i know how corny that sounds so do not point it out.

at our wind up dinner i won the coaches trophy, its pretty much second runner up for best and fairest.

i dont know what to say about anything right now. i was thinking about turning this into the home page of of StarrickRose Productions. Which Yazz and i plan to make. We want to make incredibly insane movies, we are pretty out there after all! it's not much but i toasted marsh mellows on the bunsons burners in science, it doesn't seem so great but it was quirky and out there and thats what i aim for. When Madison stole Yazz's monkey head (it was such a cool head) and presented it s her own Yazz had to make another one because the teachers wouldn't believe that the oh so perfect Madison could EVER steal something. So anyway Yazz had to make another one really fats. and just to add insult to injury when Madison wasn't there Yazz had to present HER monkey head as Madisons. so basically thats why we hate and i really want to push her off a cliff. I dont know how i got to talking about that but the main point is that we are out there and really want to make movies about the crazy stuff we do.

we are serious people when it comes to leaving our mark and we keep our promises and our word. if we say we are going to pour beat root juice on the principal, we are!!! just we I've already outlined our plan. of course that's when she moves back to my town.

iv'e talked too much about Yazz, so let me say this: i have StarCraft 2 on layby and am very excited, our drama play is about smeone whom everyone thinks has an anorexia when shes just skinny and in the movie i have to do in Drama with Rhi and Jay i play a psycho who tries to kill them. i dont think it'll be very good cos... well it wont, we've been too lazy to make the film.

Does anyone have any suggestions for insane and pout there things we should do to teachers and/or students? we live to serve! if StarrickRose ever produces a film it will be on here

My mind is in a basket somewhere

My Ear

today i was playing my hockey game against "The Mins". we were short 2 or 3 players, namely my partner in crime din the back lines: Philbey, his sister (and my best friend) Lou Lou. so i was full back as usual with Nick. 3 minutes into the game a Min hit the ball, it bounced off someone's stick and flew up and hit me in the ear. now i have a cut about an inch long on the inside of ear. it's cool though, i stopped the ball from going in and my team ended up winning by 1 goal.

the i played another game of hockey with the grade up from me. this girl just loves to play!

we lost that game. meh.

i decided to learn how to tap dance, i'm not that good at it but i need to be good enough to keep up with my PE class, (we are not doing dance but we do aerobics which is like dance) which shouldn't be too hard considering a lot of my PE class and that good. especially Blondie. what is the rule where Blondie is in like all my classes?! well she's not in my Maths class, although she almost was, but i got transfered just in time. i should stop complaining about her.

do you know what she said to Tam? Tam told me this at the theater during intermission while we were waiting for the year 11's to begin. she 'i have the urge not to be depressed, so i'm going to stop being depressed'. Tam said that she seriously wanted to bombard her with mean but necessary words to tell her that one cannot turn it off and on. She does it for attention, and if she doesn't do it for attention then she's either stupid, melodramatic or weak minded. none of which would surprise me.

i'm such a bitch. XD

schools out!

now i know no-one reads this blog. BUT. i would like to say that school is a brainwashing corporate machine taken in by the media.

and i'm glad that i am now on school holidays.

now for a rant.... school is a place for learning, not a place for freethinking and expressionism (wow thats a word!?) as is evidenced by my "debates" with teachers over our silly library rules (no-one READS in the school library anymore, why CANT we talk?) and the incessant repetitions of instructions given to us just minutes ago when we ask a question as to why we cant do something other than what the instructions said. some will know what i mean while others will just be scratching their heads.

now for school assemblies. from discussing who'll be on the board of SRC (school representative council) to simply telling us what's happened over the last term, wev'e all had a school assembly. the only reason we have SRC is so the students can "feel like they contribute to the school" (obviously just showing up and PAYING them money isn't enough), but it doesn't matter, the teachers have the final say and if a student is hugely popular it doesn't mean they'll win - not if the teacher doesn't like them.

the only reason we have people who actually run for SRC is because it looks good on applications. being an SRC only matters to the person who is elected for it. nothing ever changes or is made better except for some lame school dances and pointless lunchtime activities.

The most boring 2 days EVER.

EVER. seriously. i had a drama set up yesterday at the local theater, yesterday was Sunday and i almost didn't end up going for the reason. it's Sunday. you sleep in on Sunday, you hang out with your friends on Sunday. i knew that barely anyone would show up, i can admit when i'm wrong, but i am THE SOREST winner EVER when i'm right. and boy, do i let people know when i'm right! i love to say i told you so.

so from 11:00 am to 4:10 pm, i was at the theater. the food was good, we had 3 pizza's and chips and gravy. nice. but boring. i had to fill in for 1 of the year 11's in the rehearsals. their play is so weird! it's a little boring but maybe i just don't like play's about nothing. i'm glad i dont have a big part in the play, our play is pretty awful. it's called "1969", personally i didn't like the name because there's a movie with the same name (starring Winona Ryder) and it's about similar things. still, no-one listens to me.

today was almost as bad. Mr. G finalized our grades for art today, and i got a D. meh. no use stressing over it, what's done is done and i don't really care enough to change it. in 10 years who's going to care if i got a D in art? i finished my SOSE work incredibly early, i hate being efficient! now i have nothing to do! i suppose i bring boredom on to myself. there's always a consequence for greatness. i don't think i'm that great but some people seem to think i'm cool. that i'm cooler than the people i hang out with. not true, i think my friends are too cool for me and i'm lucky to have them.

Martin and i are no more. i broke up with him. i suppose i wasn't in love, or perhaps i was but it was short lived. i'm the kind of girl who leaves before left. Simple as that. Besides, boys aren't that important to a 14 year old. are they?

no musings today. for whatever reason. i guess i'm still recovering from the painful boredom that was the last 2 days. it'll only get worse. but hey. at least it's the last week of school.

Not so liked

i found something interesting today: The melodramatic Blondie who wallows in self pity half the time (the other half pining over Boldie), has been trying to fit in with a group of 4 very agreeable people, now this wouldn't suck (in fact it's great cos she hadn't been annoying me as much) but it seems that she also annoys the agreeable 4some!

heres some reasons:

• "she wears too much make up" the 3 who were at school today
• "it's like she's from Rocky horror" from Sass, who's elaborating on the make up
• "she's always talking about how much her life sucks, there's always someone who has it worse" Chelli
• "she always says what you don't want to hear, she brings you down" Crys
• "her voice is so annoying" Crys

the only thing Crys likes about Blondie is that Blondie can sing, she sounds a bit like the chick from Evanescence only not as good.

this made my day, cos now i have people who agree with me that Blondie isn't a very likeable person. i get it she has some family stuff, but it's not what happens to you it's how you react to it, she's down about this cos she's letting it, find a positive.

Pareidolia

Pareidolia is when images or sounds are thought to be significant when they are not.

i would like to ask my follower Alea what evidence there is of "There is also a lot of archaeological, scientific and historical evidence of the Bible's accuracy.".

I want to know this.

as i was saying... Seeing clouds in the shape of a goat doesn't mean that it IS a goat or that it has any significance aside from a funny happening. Just like seeing "Jesus" on an old piece of fabric, it could've been anyone! i'm not saying that Jesus didn't exist, people believe what they want to believe and whether he did or didn't they're right. i still maintain my notion that nothing exists outside that mind, if you belive something (especially in religion) then it's valid. To say that a cloth (just an example) has the image of Jesus on it is presumptuous though, it could've been anyone, how many people were alive back then? i imagine more than one person. there's logic in everything, and if it isn't logic it's just coincidence. The meaning is in the viewers perception.

and just for clarification i am NOT raving on a about religious validity again, it's just an EXAMPLE.

BTW, has anyone ever heard of a self fulfilling prophecy? i have and reckon it's true, if a fortune teller says that i'll fail math, i probably wont try. and i'll fail math. i don't know why i'm saying this, probably cos i'm bored.

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i could go for some noodles right now....

Whatever They Say Goes

Positions of authority. we work for them, some of us work with them and the lucky ones ARE them. Everybody believes a person in a position of power, if the President says that cold air rises (we all know it doesn't) and his "yes-men" nod to it, then you'd better believe that cold air rises! I'm not saying that the president would force you to agree with him, i'm saying that some people might, cos he's the president he's always right.

that may not be my best example of authority figures and thier words.

alternatively we have teachers. My english teacher, Miss T is a good teacher, funny, smart and more lenient than most. bu occasionally she can be wrong. Blondie was trying to think of taglines in an advertising project, miss T knocked one out of the park. i was advertising "Wicked" as though it were a movie (one day i hope it will be), and i was brainstorming taglines. i suggested to Blondie: "how about: 'are you feeling a little wicked?' ", to which Blondie promptly replied no. i then employed the help of Miss T, who suggested the same thing. Blondie then cried out in delight and said how great that was. when i say it it's stupid bt when a teacher says the exact same thing its like discovering penicillin?

the thing about authority figures is that they don't like to proved wrong, so people just go with it, i generally try to break this mold and challenge teachers to prove what they're saying. some of them just splutter and say that it's "in the book". those history books were written by mere people, like you and me, smarter perhaps, but people.

If i learnt all that and more and wrote a book about it i don't think it would published, not only because i'm only 14 but also that i don't have a Phd. i could be the smartest person in the world but without that degree i'm nothing to the Nobel prize guys! All i'm saying is that we put so much faith in books written by mere people like you and me that we often forget our own opinions and just go along with what they say. I bet that if Albert Einstein, at the height of his credibility and praise had said that the sky was falling or that superman was real then people would have believed him, at least for a little while.

all i'm saying is that history was written by humans, humans who make mistakes and should be challenged! don't just listen to a documentary, they have their sources which they regard as fact, generally books or something, written by HUMANS. perhaps something got lost in translation, or was over analyzed and just meant what it said. it's the same with Shakespeare, people over analyze him all the time.

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today during PE we did aerobics, which i wasn't too bad at, i kept the rhythm and kept up.

Art was surprisingly ok, except i'm obsessed with making pencil towers!!!!

i have nothing to say lately! my friend Blondie seems to have turned over a new leaf and has stopped seeking attention with over exaggerated sob stories. she seems to have gotten over Boldie, who is flirting with Ebay (or she's flirting with him, i don't really take much notice). My friend's and their romantic entanglements and, at time lack of intelligence has gotten them into more emotional and classroom trouble than they're worth and i refuse to pay attention to their whining over what they did brought on themselves.

i feel as though no-one really know's me, so i'm going to say a little about myself:

i'm organised when it comes to movies, my dvds are in order of year and my favorite films are categorized, with my all time champ movie being the 1988 movie: Heathers.

i have a talent for remembering things about movies, name a year, i name a movie.

i like writing and drama, i want to be an actress one day. or a journalist, specifically movie critic.

i play Hockey and basketball. i love playing Star-Craft and War Craft, i have a boyfriend called Martin.

my fave things are as follows:

fantasy film: the wizard of oz

comedy film: Heathers

Musical film: well... that's hard! i have a lot! Singin In The rain. Gypsy (the 1962 version with Roz Russel And Natalie Wood) The Producers. and ALOT MORE!!!

Drama film: Romeo and Juliet, or All about eve

Sci Fi Film: Star Wars

Fave show: Friends, Glee

fave actress: Natalie Wood

Fave actor: James Spader, John Lithgow, William Shatner

Fave male Dancer: Fred Astaire

Fave female dancer: Cyd Charrise

fave male singer: Michael Jackson

Fave Female Singer: Idina Menzel (from Wicked and RENT)

least fave film: High School Musical

most hated actor: Zac Efron

Most hated actress: Vanessa Hudgens.

nothing has really pissed me off in the last couple of days, so no angry musings.... that's no fun.

yay!!

i have many things to be happy about today, i got a 20/20 for my oral presentation on the book "Little Women" (great book by the way, i recommend it), got to do more in drama cos Sass wasn't there today so i filled in for her, it wasn't that big a deal but i never get a chance to do anything, i wish we were doing a comedy play.... i'm so good at being funny.

i'm on a B in math which is a rarity and if i can keep that it'll be my first B in maths for high school! i usually just scrape by, my lucky week i guess.

another contributer to my lucky week was that i missed hockey practice yesterday, which wasn't tat lucky at the time but today i found out from Lulu that they had to run around all 3 ovals the entire time. lucky! i was looking through old profile books from when i was in primary school, apparently the teachers thought i had a dry wit and was a great writer. hmmmm.

my last "Yay!" news is that i have my first follower! which makes me happy cos i like to share my days and musings. thank you follower and i hope to see you comment on posts for your feedback, it's greatly appreciated that you would take the time to read my blog.

Fraudulent

Religion. we all know about THAT little misadventure.

Religion, all religions, were created by humans, mostly males. They're out of date, sexism and racism abound in the "Holy Book".

Religion was created by some guy who decided to make everything that happened in the world, some all powerful beings ding- "god did it". thats the answer to everything! he has a divine plan. right. religion was created to control the weak minded with lies of salvation and when they do something wrong then they get smited. i think that's causing pain, oh the hypocrisy of religion.

all religions are man made myths, myths that people choose to believe because they feel better, "i am a Christian, so i am a saint" or "i confessed my sins, now i'll get into heaven". no matter what you do you'll always do something bad, get over it.

religion is a state of mind, EVERYTHING is a state of MIND. if people get you to believe enough in something then it becomes true in your eyes, it's the same with cults you know?

Nothing exists outside the mind, it is all in translation, god is a state of mind and even if there was one then he has a lot of explaining to do.

theres no all powerful thing controlling everything, that everything is inevitable. it's not, if it were my destiny to get that A in math do not study because "god" will do it for me? NO. i dont. if everything is predetermined then why bother getting out of bed in the morning?

of course i suppose that there is an upside to the myth and untrueness of religion - if people think that there is god to be accountable to then maybe they'll modify their behaviour. it's all just a controlling mechanism. no divine power. like cults.

Faith means not wanting to know whats true, hospitals are way more helpful than churches, and with good reason considering that more people get healed there.

i do believe some what in god, only i call it NATURE.

Samuel Clemans (and atheist) once said: A man is accepted into a church for what he believes and he is turned out for what he knows.

too true

It's a con job, to make people believe something now in exchange for something after death, even reward system don't make it posthumous. just saying.

"Religion is regarded by the common people as true, by the wise as false, and by the rulers as useful." said by Edward Gibbon. which supports my view that religion is a control mechanism.

i believe that life is what you make it and how you interpret it, no-one controls our destiny or our world. it's evolution of the body, technology and mind. we are own god, our minds are our own god.

boring day

i slept over at Lulu's and watched Star Trek, god it is awesome! i like it more than Avatar, people will disagree but oh my god it was fantastic! JJ Abrams is a brilliant director and Zach Quinto really made a good Spock.

i'll review this movie on www.mereviewingfilm.blogspot.com

My hockey team beat The Moonts 9-0!!! ha ha ha.

no musings today, too bored

Finally!!!

last night at the 80's social, yeah ME at a social (otherwise known as a school get together), tediousness on high and where the superficial prey on the lower culture that is the misfits. Surprisingly i sort of had fun, i danced a lot, surprising for me, and danced with Andy. Andy is a guy who was madly in love with me, he's not in my league, well he could be, but i just don't like him in that way.

Ebay and Keyring had the brilliant idea to bring alcohol, needless to say they were suspended 20 minutes into the party.
Blondie finally got Boldie to go with her to a social, and we spent most of our time (when we weren't dancing) to make her just KISS HIM!! but then she said: "i just dont ove him!" not only is it JUST a kiss, but she had been fawning over him for over a year and then suddenly she doesn't like him.
The next day she she says it was "her time of the month" and that she had just blown it with Boldie. she was sad the whole day.
Then she told me to dare her to kiss him so she wouldn' back out, i was sick of hearing about her damn love for that man whore who probably has herpes that i just dared her.
At the end of the day she kissed him and ran off like an idiot, i will admit, i was expecting her not to do it, i know when i'm wrong, but i bet it its down hill from here. She'll lose interest soon because his mystery has disapeared, she knows what it's like to kiss him now. That adventure has disapeared,

i don't how she can be mad about him, love doesn't exist, it's a simple feeling of feeling better about yourself around another person, love IS selfish. people pretend it's not, that it's when you care about someone elses happiness more than your own, i guess it could be that, but when has this ever been more than a hope of getting this person to stay. to make YOU feel better. I love Martin, he does make me feel good, and i make him feel good, we care about eachother. well, i think we do, love is a many splintered thing, it also has a lot of angles, my angle on love is a bit backwards. but love it is.

Perils and doomed love

high School is childish, they say that we are there to learn how to become adults but people get back stabbed, there are fights and lies, cheating and so many movies made about it. The movies have either made high school look like horror, or like the greatest time ever. every clique is different, mine has a lot of fights, i like to pretend that we're the best clique, but sometimes even i delude myslef into thinking lies are fact.

Em and PonyTail got into this fight with Sky, Sky lied to help Hugh, by goin along with his lie that Ponytail violently scratched his arm. The idotic teachers believed them and Pony and Em got mad. war. Sky rallied up heaps of people from all year levels to help her gang up on Pony and Em, i joined POny's team of course. along with Blondie, Boldie, Ebay, Paper (i think), Goldie and Jaco. there were more but i remember those mostly. It began with a bunch of threats then a push, then a shove, a failed punch and then the teacher broke up the crowd and Sky moved along. i expect that we'll all be friends tomorrow, nothing lasts in high school.

Blondie, unfortunatly has not given up her crusade for Boldie.
"i love his eyes, his hair, his voice..." she rambled on and on, "he's basically perfect".
GAG!!!! he's not perfect, he's a man whore who will cheat on her with some desperate, second rate slut. i dont like Blondie, but even she, in all her idiocy, melodrama and whining - deserves better. i could set her up with one of Martins friends, but i don't think she's good enough for them, i never said i wasn't judgmental. i am very judgemental. but i'm making an eductaed judgement, she just comes up short in everything, looks, intelligence, humor, attitudue and she's needy as hell. as codependant on every one of her friends as though she were a baby inside the womb of the aforementioned friends. This is one of the underlying reasons why i don't like her. That and she's most ungrateful person i've ever met!

am i the only teenager not drunk on hormones? sure i like guys and all, but i'm not falling over myself for them, i'm in control of the urges that teenagers have. Every bad thing teenagers do is blamed on hormones or lack of discipline, or boredom because they're "too intlligent for school". are you serious? Hormones are only an issue if you don't have enough discipline to control them, you only get lac of discipline out of boredem or an uncaring environment (being only 14 i don't know any of this for sure) and that stems from boredom. which isn't caused by being too smart it's caused by a lack of interests, or friends. i don't know, but you cant just blame something, a person is a person, teenagers always say hey want to be treated like human beings, but they always come up with excuses like: "hormones" or "oh, i'm so depressed". boo hoo. get over it. i know i sound uncaring, the truth is i do care, but a lot of people have the capacity to do things better but don't because they enjoy the attention they crave by having something wrong with them. hwen teenagers complain that they want to be treated like human beings it's usually because they ARE being treated like human beings. and they dont like it.

my generation sucks.

Credit Dispersed

Nooooooooo!!!!!!!!!!!! no credit left on my fone! no more! nooooooo!!!! i tried to text bye using the computer but i couldn't because i had to pay or whatever!
this is horrible! ok so maybe im being a little melo dramatic
i hate my art teacher Mr Glover, he will pay for being so mean and stupid! i'll become famous, return to my high school and juist belittle him.

Love is a light switch

remember when i proffesed absolute adoration of Martin? well i have never seen him only txted him and yet we fell in "love". the next day i was strangely ambivelent regarding Martin, was it an emotional one night stand? i thjink it was! so i continued with my day to day life, but then we started to text agian, the feelings came rushing back!
it's so strange! Love is light switch and i dont care what the romantic comedies of today say.
They should make a romance film that shows this side, not the "i cant live without you" thing but the "my life goes on without you but when i'm with you i feel i cant live without you - but i totally can". that's my dilemma, maybe i should just forget about it, but he seems great, he's into me and i'm into him when he's around but when he's not i feel fine, i think this is a lust thing, right? i don't know but still.

beat The Scholars at hockey, 7 - 1 i think.

my Plan

although i have disdain for Boldie i have found it slowly diminishing after spending a little time with him, he's a good friend but i imagine he'd be a horrible boyfriend, anyway i plan to date him, not with any romantic interest of course, just to spite Blondie and make her hate me so much that she refuses to speak to me, i can relinquish my boredom, and maybe even have a postive influence on Boldie.
my plan is purely out of boredom but still...

i'm evil, it may not sound so on paper but people do consider me evil.

I FOUND OUT MY TOWN HAS A SEX SHOP!!!!!!!!!!

What a tease!

Blondie finally told Boldie she loved him, and just like i had said- Boldie was a cold fish and didn't feel the same way. "i love him! how can this happen? i'll never love again!" she cries to me, but wpouldn't you it? she professes in PE that she loves Correl! this can only end badly. i don't know what to call her, a bit of tease i guess.
i hate her.

in english we're doing discussion texts and i'm discussing modern films and classic films.
the drama trip got canned because our SOSE teacher found out that some of her class were going on that instead of a trip to a museum. c'mon! i hate my teacher! i used to lik her but now i do not.

Shimmy's departure and insanity musings

shimmy has left school to be home schooled, as someone who does not pretend understand people, i merely quiz them like they're lab experiments, i do not know why she has left, except for her being continually at odds with fellow students and those stupid ass tteachers who don't know what they're doing.
Blondie was a nervous wreck today because she was going to tell Boldie that she loved him- she didn't. i tried to coach her through understanding that she didn't love Boldie and that her feelings were of simple first crushes, the first crush is always assumed to be love by a person, it's the newness of it that makes him appealing. she would have none of it and continued to dance around thinking she could dance.

i have been pondering "normalcy", and about what it represents and what it IS to be normal.
normal is a state of mind, if you believe yourself to be normal, your mind and actions will generally act accordingly, imagine if someone thought they were a genius, would they not cash in on as many fifty cent words as possible?
orperhaps, alternativley "normalcy" could be an idealism created by psycholigists to measure their patients on, a collection of small tidbits of supposedly normal behaviour all posted on to one chart, but the idea of normal continues to change, and perhaps the chart diminshed when people realised that it was it had too many variables.

it's not a question of what is normal but rather what ISNT. what differs a quirky personality from insanity? not much. anyone can be insane if they're quirks are magnified, insanity is hard to determine, but crazy is differnt. i think that crazy is everything unique about you put under the microscope and picked apart, if that happened to everyone, then we'd all be living in an institution, am i gonna be in an institution in 10 years time? are you? are we headed for a straight jacket or to school? what's the diffrence?
if you demonstrate your quirks you're weird- some may call you "unique", but if you showcase your quirks too much then you're crazy and need help. maybe we're all insane and some of us just hide it better.
i don't know much about insanity, but i recognise "social norms" and find them ludicrously inconsitent.

fake

well we got approved for a drama trip, which is cool, we get to see Pirtaes Of Penzance then a movie.
i've been wondering what people really gain by telling people bad things about themselves. like how Blondie tells people: "oh i was bullied" and "everybody hates me" or "i wish i was dead"
not true, she defends Key Ring but secretly dislikes her, i'll say what i like to her because i am not afriad of what people will think of my feelings towards hjer, i don't like her, she doesn't like me, why CANT we express that? Blondie says she wants to help people, says that but i've used my observational skills to say with much certainty that she tells people this so that they'll think of her as a saint just so she can rise to popularity. it sickens me the way she's so fake.

I think i have i have wide hips, it's not so bad, i'd rather have curves than be like a french fry! apparently i'm "big boned', the thing is i'm not, ok my hips sure but the rest of me is well proportioned, just saying. i'm not skinny, i'm slim, i don't know i guess i was just pondering it today.

i'm bored

we lost

hockey.
we lost it, it wasn'ts so bad, i was half back and enjoyed being out of my compfort zone and we only lost by one goal so i guess it was fine.
i hve nothing else to post today since i couldn't go and meet anyone down in maitland, which sucked i guess

Sardonic Wit in Art

i had double art today.
since Key Ring had calmed down since yesterday (or was it the day before?) she asked me sit next to her, since i didn't want to be a loner i went ahead and did so. Key Ring got into this big thing which Niksa, cos Niksa was trying to do her sketching and Key Ring was in the way and refused to movie, me, Cal and Victoria tried to get her to move, and finally we prevailed. now she was being annoying, snapping at every little thing and her insults didn't make sense!
i made this joke about her and a bunch of people laughed.
"i don't think that's funny" says Key Rimg
"that's cos YOURE the joke" people laughed even more, i'm not sure what was so funny about it, i guess i was surprised at the reaction, i laughed along with them, i guess to repeat it you don't know what was so funny, or maybe i just don't find it that funny cos i was kind of serious about it. but it was in good humour. kinda.
people think i'm funny, what can i say? or as Cal put it: "she's so funny and she like, doesn't even try" or something to that effect.
i hate the work in art but it's the great social atmosphere that keeps me there.

key Ring is so annoying!

i was in art today and sat down next to Key Ring, i really just wanted to be nice and show her that i could be a good person, she was not in a good mood.
she hated everyone, she painted my hair, called everyone names stole their stuff, it's a good thing i have anger management!
i just wanted to kill her! of course i restrained.

Blondie was boring, every one and everything was boring!!!!!!!
i cant wait till i can drive then i'll be lesss bored, when you get older you find mor stuff to do, people call these resonsibilities, i call them endeavours that delay boredom, then we get old and we have other people doing stuff for us, you get bored. hence the term: "dying of boredom"

The Modern Relationship

His name is Martin. yes, Martin. The same guy that Yazz dated and dumped for his cousin. he's such a sweet guy!
blond hair brown eyes and i can watch a double feature of Star Wars with him AND a musical. he's great.
ever since meeting him ive found it hard to be my usual cynical self, well... we met yesterday. now we are like Dharma ang Greg! only we are not married and i dont like yoga. the boyfriend i had before was called Mike and he seemed to have this strange fantasy that we'd have children when we were 18 and married and that we'd call them Quazer and Gwenyth. relationship terminated.
then i meet Martin through Yazz. she just handed him the phone and we were texting late into the night, its like the modern relationship with a touch of of true romance. we met via text, we fell for eachother and now we cant wait to meet in person. this is 21st century dating.the romantic comedies got it so wrong and i never noticed it before. until romance happened to me.
i know i sound like a teenaged girl with her head in the cloyds and i suppose i am but this is great, we're textng right now actually this is one of his texts:
HOW WAS UR DAY 2DAY SWEETY?
i love him. i know its naive of me to love him after one day but love doesn't have a time to exist, i want him. must meet him, he'll hopefully be in my town this sunday, ooooh i cant eait.

my usual cynical self is dead as long as i continue to date this wonderful guy who makes me want to believe in fate, true love and "the one"

I need a release

part of being a teenager is having so much angst, and anger at the world , sometimes for no reason. i have succumbed to this teenage flaw and need a release for my anger, a lot of my peers would go get high, join a gang or skip school but all i want is to hit something, or go somewhere where its just peaceful and nobody is telling me what to do or where to go.

i'm one of those people who want to improve, be better, make people see and open their eyes to things. But as of late peoples neglect and ignorance of me has taken its oll, the only place i believe that i have true friends who listen to me is in Yu-Gi-OH duel club and Chess club, they don't care what people think about their interests, in a way they're the better people who don't deserve to be treated like dorks. they'll be rich and if they're not than i'd still date a geek, they're much more interesting and provide much more stimulating conversation than that of a football player.
just my opinion.

anyways, i need an outlet, i'm trying to be nicer to people and all these insults just pile iup in my head when people anger me but i cannot say them because i'm trying to be nicer. so i need an outlet, church/ no, i can see all these plotholes in the bible so it would just make me angrier. A shooting game? perhaps. we shall see.
Once again my dislike for hatred for Blondie has grown, i barely talked to her today and hope to faze her out of my life.
i almost beat the whole school chess champ, we had a tiebreaker andi could have beaten him in the first 5 moves but i was so paranoid and overestimated him! i though he was bating me so i moved something else, he won. Damo is a great chess player and one day we'll replay that match.

Blonde, sex, insulting conversations

Today i went back to school, i was not impressed with the way Blondie acted (as per usual), she tries so hard to be in the in crowd, she just comes off needy and pathetic.
in art i once again destroyed Key Ring, in my defense i was provoked and it wasn't even me doing most of it, my friend Ebay was especially helpful. comoing up with such gems as "cut back on the eyeliner, you might see more" stuff like that.
then we talked about sex games, Ebay told us about this really digusting one: a bunch of guys have to come on a biscuit and the last guy to come has to eat the biscuit. ew. funny, interesting, but ew.
when this conversation ceased we discussed why people think that blondes are dumb. Caitlin said because of Britney Spears and Paris Hilton, to which most of us agreed, celebrities have so much influence it's ridiculous.

in english i had to write a story where the theme was a box, it could be anything, as long as it involved a box. mine is a portal to a surreal world. of course. Sose is local history, boredom.
everythings is fine. i'm reading about this Charlie Chaplin movie called City Lights, it looks so great! i must get it next time i go to JB HI Fi!

my biggest issue today is the way that teachers and counsellers can be so patronizing! they think that we're idiots, 'don't worry, we're here for you' in this tone that so slow and over the top that you don't know whether to punch them or laugh your head off! so i stay quiet and let my hand twitch while they explain what a psychiatrist is. 'i know what a psychiatrist is! who are you trying to convince, me or yourself?'
English teachers ask us what every single word means, drama teachers think we're little children who need to have things broken down for us and said to us in muppet like tones and Art teachers think you're doing everuything wrong when it's not the way they're doing it, then when we ask whats wrong with doing it that way they just say it slower, saying something slwer doesn't make you right it makes you retarded. no offence.

end of post.

Sick Day

today i took a sick day off school because i get terrible hay fever, and today i was at the peak of it.
sore throats, stuffy heads and diziness, the works. i slept till 11:00 then i woke up cos i couldn't get back to sleep, just ate all day and watched singin' in the rain. what a great movie!

well, c'ya.

outcasts and social choices

I write because i really just sit on my bed in the dark or walk around the shops when i'm bored, so that said- i have a lo of time on my hands, especially on sundays.

as someone who is only 14 i don't know everything, nor do pretend to, but i was pondeing while i took a lingering look at my school if i could istinguish people into their cliques with one look, no i couldn't. society gets confused with all these film coming out today about how one must 'be themselves' to truly be happy, but then there's the other movies where people want to change themselves to suit other peoples expectations. society is impressionable, in retrospect all the decades seemed cool and individual, this decade seems boring and uninsppired, musicwise and fashionwise at least, but the outcasts of high school were different. everyone thought them weird just because they didnt dress the same or listen to the same kinds of music, but they are generally less effected by mainstream industry, they might be effected by no industry, or by one that is less well known.

people are generally hostile towards gothic culture, emo's, bohemians, satan worshippers, basically anyone who doesn't wish to conform or believes in something alternative to the social norms. people believe in what they wat to believe in, my friend Yazz once told the counsellor that she and i worshipped Satan just to see what would happen, extensive probing and counselling followed, which made me ask her: "Churches can be hypocritical and the bible has so many plotholes that its just hard to take seriously, so tell me this Mrs Williams: if Satan is so horrible then why is it that that some of the greatest joys in life are considered sinful? and why do people believe in god? God is just a way of explaining coincidences and pure luck, if we look for Satan in anything, you'll find it. same with god" she then thought about this and splutterred out some incoherant words, about how its bad to believe in Satan, and she asked my why i "believed" in him, to which i answred: "why not?"
If something is different then people are scared of it, they dont' know how else to react.
try that sometime, its fun to see how they react.

Emo's are people, why are they discriminated against? it's people inperfections that make them individuals, but people act so prim and perfect at my school, it's hard to distinguish them.
I wish that people were more accepting, we should revel in our differences and use them to our advantage! not hide them in a sea of wishy washy "normalcy."
I have friends who openly talk of killing everyone in the school (they'll never do it though, they're all talk trust me), friends with suicide pacts, friends who are straight A students and ones that scrape by, i myself plan to die at age 47 by hanging from the flag pole at my school, now THATS going out in style.

i could hang out with anyone, popular or not, but choose my friends for the range of diversity, its a bit ironic how the most socially acceptable people are the most boring.
i've always liked to taunt people, test them, see peoples reactions, just for fun. whenever i'm in art i can go for ages just thinking up insults to Key Ring, yes i am a bully, it's not that i'm scared of Key Ring, or that she's different- in fact i actually like her for being different, its just that she grates on my nerves, i'm a hypocrite because i say i hate bullies when i am one (to Key Ring at least, i'm generally nice to others), nut i never said i wasn't a hypocrite. i'm imperfect, a 'weirdo', witty, insulting, yet shy, i'm a lot of things, but i'm straight forward and say what i wish. It's a free country in law, but not in social economics, there'll always be prejudices and taboo subjects like incest and stuff, but by ignoring them they do not go away. they get stronger, the taboo subjects of this world is what makes it what it is: a never ending strive for perfection, i have to wonder where it will end.

Webs, Phobias and Art- Oh the humanity!

My school had these mini spiders crawling everywhere today, webs stretched across the oval and when people took of shoes or jackets so they could run around the spiders would cover them in webs. ick.

I have a very bad fear of spiders and spent most of my double lesson of PE trying to keep the webs as far away from me as possible. i swished my arms randomly during a conversation, i was stranger than usual.

In art i spent most of it torturing Key Ring, even tricking her into taking her school shirt off in class, of course, it was a hollow victory since she's quite fugly. still funny though. she tried to smudge the "paint" on my artwork, but since it wasn't paint it was a comical attempt, i made belittling comment about her love of the Jonas Brothers and how she loved them so much because their pictures were the closest thing she'd ever have to a man in her room, it was mean but it's our thing, she insult me and i insult her, although my insults are better because i put some thought into them and don't use the same words over and over. i made fun of her artwork of seseme street, i think it was meant to be Zoe and Elmo, but Elmo looked like a frog and Zoe looked like it was just paint sprayed on the canvas with a water pistol. i'm a bitch.

i was playing Yu-GI-OH with some friends in the science lab, i know its geeky but its actually an interesting game if the cards are right, when Damo tells me that i'm versing him at chess club next week, he's the all the school champion, i must brush up on my game.

i'm not a geek per say, i have a boyfriend, i have lots of friends i'm attractive (that kind of ties in with the boyfriend), and i can socialize, but chess and Yu-GI-OH is quite fun.

life is good, i just wish that my hatred towards some people, sometimes i just want to kill them- in the moment- but then i remember what happened in my favorite dark comedies like Just Buried and Heathers.

be seein ya

A relatively boring day.

i got 45 bucks today and spent some of it on a can of whipped cream, the kind you spray, i'd always wanted one. it's not all that great. its overrated.

ive been eating waaaay too much junk food today, i'm gonna blow up like a big balloon soon! well thats why they invented exercise.

nothing really happened today, although yesterday T stole Papers locker key for something to do and waved it out the window of the bus when they went past Paper's car. oh i love my friends.

No hockey on saturday, so Yazz is coming over, she might post again.

Pictures, Brushes, spazzo's and Rugby

Today was school picture day, i hate pictures.. why is it that on every other day of the year i can look good but on school picture day i'm a mess? maybe its just so that school can embarrass you even more, i mean i guess they have to make up for the absolutely forgettable sex ed talks or announcing who's in detention or who's in what embarrassing and/or geeky group over the loud speaker and in the school bulletin, oh so UNembarrassing. right, and water is dry.

we had to take an entire school picture, i held up 2 pieces of paper that said H-I on it, not so terrible but they told me i couldn't do it, i decided to anyway, but if memory serves they did get a ppicture of me not using them so they'll probably use that one, well at least i stood out right? i'm not an attention seeker, i just like to be polite and say hello to people, i want to be remembered even if its for such a trivial thing. I can be the "HI girl", in a strictly NON druggie kind of way.

its not exciting rebellion, its just fun to do. i have decided to sell movies for $5 each, just for some quick cash and so i can make more money to spend on DVD's.

Touch rugby is sooooo boring! i join in and run and stuff and am adequate at it but its stupid! such a stop and start kind of game and it gets on my nerves sometimes, i should have joined the all girl PE class, but i joined the mixed because that way i'd have guys to look at and flirt with and girls to talk to when i'm bored. which is a lot. At least our teachers okay, i'll admit that i didn't like him and even wrote a mean letter to him calling him some colorful names, he asked why i did it, i said i was angry, he asked why i was angry, i said PMS. since he's a dude that shut him up very quickly.

In art i sat next to Key Ring, although i don't like her it was either her or Braddles and i just didn't fell like talking to him, i should try to reconnect with him though, he was my first friend i ever made. so anyway Key Ring was being a bitch and getting all spazzo over nothing, she even called Caitlin a fat bitch, Key Ring is the fat bitch, so i said to her: "the general idea of an insult is to talk about the other person, not about yourself- write that down"

she went all brush happy and painted my arm pink, then i went to SOSE and watched some boring power point presentation about our local history, i'd rather watch paint dry. of course i did try to be enthusiastic, i'm sure i wasn't convincing today though since i spent half the lesson making the sign to hold up in the whole school photo.

Well thatt was my day/

A counselor to the disillusioned, a friend to the melodramatic

My friend Blondie is madly in love with an acquaintance of mine, whom i now call Boldie. he has worked his way through all the girls in my group except a select few who had enough pride to reject his advances, me being one of those who rejected him i may a bit biased in saying that he REALLY doesn't have that much going for him! anyway, Blondie went out with him for about a day back in 8th grade, she decided that she wasn't 'ready' and wrote a 2 page letter to him saying how sorry she is and that he'll always hold a special spot in her heart. blech.

she has spent the last year fawning over him wishing to get back with him but with his man horishness and going out with any girl that has a pulse, she can't seem to get to him. Now he is (once again) dating a girl in my group, Paper, as i call her is generally nice and stuff, so why is she with him? who knows? anyway so Blondie wants Boldie but can't have him or she will alienate Paper, and perhaps lose the respect of her other friends, who do not think highly of Boldie in the first place anyway.

she wailed that she would never have a real romance because her heart belonged to a guy who didn't love her, blah blah blah. its like something out of a soppy romance novel. it wears thin sometimes. usually by the second minute unless you can keep me interested. i told her being all sad and stuff is normal when a crush isn't returned, although she insists that it's love but those 2 are just cold fish together (or at least HE is), she tells me that nothing is right that she may as well give up on life and men. my god! she tried both of those, she tried to jump off a two story building (we all knew she wouldn't do it and continuously told her that even if she did she would just break a leg) and she tried by a lesbian with a former friend of mine who was Bi. disaster, of course it didn't help when people found out about their brief affair during SOSE.

So on and on she went while she said these things that are so stupid that they transcended even Paris Hilton standards.

her melodrama was tiring, so i walked off leaving her to find another person to whine to. boo hoo. i can't believe she likes him, he's not good looking, he cheats, he lies, he's a man slut, about the only thing he has going for him is the APPARENTLY cute 'dear in the headlights' expression and his humor, which isn't that good 95% of the time.

as usual i am annoyed by Blondie, my annoyance of her is almost on the same level as my hatred for the Jonas Brothers and Justin Beiber. which is A LOT.

i wish people would stop taking life so seriously! like it was all about finding "Mr. right", nobodies perfect and if someone spends all their time trying to find the perfect person then they'll never have time for other people and they'll die alone.

*sigh*. life would be so great of we just knew how to live it

Yazz's Man

this is my friend Yazz. she's a little horny.

George's (my boy friend) a very experienced young man when it comes to socializing with women, very satisfying and open to new things. Extremely (i do stress extremely) well endowed.

for starters i was dating his cousin Martin, but he introduced me to George and basically i said i'd go to toilet and George followed me. at first i was like 'get the fuck out!' but for some reason i noticed a bit of a weird marking on his neck, and i basically had an orgy in front of him, he liked what he saw, and joined in.

at first nothing really happened, just noise then his cousin came in and i said i was on the floor looking for toilet paper and that George was helping stupidly Martin got down on all fours and helped. and from there on in me and George had a secret relationship, he continues to knock on my back fence, i hop the fence with him and most of the time we have to separate a little bit cos mum always comes out and does the washing. for the second time we decided to attempt to 'make love', we actually did it in my bedroom. on the floor. we had no condom at first but we used my sock.

he is tall, wears baggy clothes so he looks shorter, extremely well endowed, long black hair, wears lots of wrist bands, surprisingly they're pink.

the first time he bit me i actually had an orgy without him actually doing much in any certain area, but all of a sudden i took control, i can't remember the rest because i blacked out in

pleasure. he's working on a six pack but he's just started, not showing any signs. YET. i do stress yet.

ok. more than 'a little' horny

Beauty: an ever changing illusion.

i had a hockey game today, we won and i was full back. so i didn't shoot goals which i was fine cos i'm good at defending stuff. since the ball didn't come down my way all that much while i was on the field i started to think about peoples obsession with looks.

You know how in the movies they have the whole "love at first sight" thing? its funny how its always between 2 good looking people, it sells more tickets i guess. you know? girls love the guy in it and the guys go with their friends or girlfriends to see the hot chick. stuff like that. but then i thought about what's truly was beautiful. they used to say that guys who looked like Clark Gable or Cary Grant were handsome, (which they were), but show a picture of them to my class and they all say "Joe Jonas is hotter!" and inwardly i groan, i hate those Jonas brothers.

anyway then i thought about how they say that beauty is in the eye of the beholder, so different people have different views on beauty? makes sense, different people, different outlook. so if someone calls you ugly then you're not necessarily ugly? but unattractive to them?

by this time i was going round in circles, so i moved to different stance: if a blind person is ugly then they'll never know, no-one will tell him/her cos who's going to insult a blind person? Blind people live good lives but never know what they look like, so they can go by other peoples words (whether they be true of fabricated) and think they're gods gift to sex.

they say to "think" positivity and positive things will generally happen to you, the power of

suggestion. often a delusion for ugly people who won't accept it and become conceited by listing non existent good points about themselves. an ugly person can be beautiful to themselves if they can get enough people to compliment them or if they pile enough make up on their faces, that's what my acquaintance Key Ring does. she's not pretty, dresses in trends rather than in what suits her, piles on make up, has hair done in styles that are often favored for about a week and then she regrets having the hair done, colors her hair too much, tell people about her new earrings and thinks people care.

beauty is in the eye of a truly optimistic person, whether that person is correct is another issue.

I believe that beauty is a state of mind that many people will spend their life striving to achieve and that each time they gain one point then another trend has grown in its place. the illusion of beauty changes throughout time, and people who are ugly but optimists will generally consider themselves beautiful, and pessimists will see every bad thing, but thats a choice, pessimists are a lot of the time perfectionists, and realists see things for what they truly are, or at least in their opinions. what IS beauty?

just a musing i had while playing hockey

a misdirection of angst

suicide. its not funny, but it manages to drip with irony, especially when it comes to Blondie, a very happy person with lots of friends who is liked by everyone. she speaks openly of suicide for some reason, this how she gets her popularity. with humor she speaks of it, if she was truly serious about it she would have done it! this is how she managed to get those friends of hers, by feigning being a tortured soul, someone they can save or help for whatever their reasons. she seems to think that no-one loves her, that she hasn't got that many friends. so she wants to kill herself, but heres the irony: because of this want of suicide people are feeling sorry for her, becoming her friend!

suicide (or should i say TALK of suicide) has given Blondie depth and a soul, something she doesn't have but suicide makes her sound deep, those threats make her seem deep!

She writes poems about her impending demise and shows them to everyone as a way to make friends, most people want to keep suicide private right? not her, its an instrument, a tool!

NO.

you know if i said i'd kill myself no-one would care? cos apparently i'm always so happy, so content, a bit flaky but i'm so NON suicidal. i'm not always happy, so that shows how much people pay attention to me. but threats of suicide was once MY thing, as a way of being sent to the counselor and getting out of a test. it was my angst, sort of small but effective. her misdirection of a serious issue and my way of angst is appalling! i'm no saint, but my use of suicide is simply to get on peoples nerves, people KNOW that i don't mean it but at my school every suicide threat is taken seriously. she uses suicide as a way of increasing her popularity!

stupid.

the melodrama of high school and the love/hate of friendship

the melodrama that is high school is a dull one, over dramatized in movie's such as Mean Girls and Jawbreaker. High school politics are the most shallow thing that has ever happened to the world, but THATS high school. who decides whats popular? what decides who's popular? the people ho decide on an objects popularity are clothing designers for popular shows such as the delightfully vicious Gossip Girl, the songs are seen on MTV and video hits, hair styles and most trends are set by a celebrity. Although i have set a trend or 2 in my time it hardly warrants popularity.

the popular people at my school are nothing like the "Mean Girls", they're popular on their own merit, they have some talent and are generally good to be around. Just not with us, if you're accepted by them then what will you talk about? not a lot, hair? guys? some shows or movies that you say you love even though you hate them but just want them to like you?

my friends are eclectic, in that we don't need those rules, we're accepting of people.

the love/hate with my friends is complicated, i have one that a call Blondie. She is a hypocrite who is clearly looking to graduate into a higher clique that she doesn't seem to fit into.

Another we call has earned the affectionate name of Ebay, she's annoying, threatening, mean and a disruption, but at least she knows and revels in those attributes! not like some people who try to change who they are.

my next i call Shimmy, an emo with a great sense of humor, and an awesome artist! she's a non conformist- like me. together we disrupt our art class and share a general malice for our art teacher.

Yazzy is my next friend, my unhinged, crazy friend who wants me to spread rumors about her, she wants me to say that she joined a cult, while i wanted to say that she was sent to a concentration camp to cure of lesbianism. she's not a lesbian but i thought it would be funny to say that, people at my school believe that anything is possible when it comes to Yazz.

Blondie and i began our friendship on the first day of high school, soon i was counseling her through her petty fights with her rival Key Ring, an ugly bitch who models herself after characters in films, strangely enough she models herself after that villains. anyway, Blondie seems to forget about me, most people do, she forgets that i wrote her essay for her in sose! that i helped her when everyone else turned their back! people. Blondie isn't worth my time, but i'm too nice to tell her to get the hell away. at least i know that i hate her, and i have a lot of control over her. i go crazy with power

in art i had to make a 3D letter, oh how revolutionary. i came up with the idea that i would stick multi colored gum all over it so i can give my teacher a theme (gum) and color, everything he wanted in the most inconvenient way possible. but then he over heard me and told i couldn't, i said i'd do it, but then i got thing that chewing all that gum would ruin my perfect teeth. so i'm going to buy something multi colored tack (like the kind you use to keep posters on you're wall) and SAY that its gum, he can't REALLY do anything about it.

well, silent rebellion isn't nearly as fascinating as what my friends Ebay and T did when they broke into a CHURCH, but at least i'm not getting arrested AND grounded.

we win

i had 2 go down 2 maitland for hockey and we beat the other team 7-0! ha!! ha!!

they beat us in the grand final last year so we got them, one of our people hit them in the head with the hockey ball (accidentally) so it was mildly bitter sweet.

i hung out with one of my friends who moved down there and we just walked around, it was a good day.

A Friend Who will go without me!!

i have just found out that one of my bestest friends is going 2 see wicked, which i'm cool with, but i wish i could go! i may not like to go places that r so popular cos it's too mainstream but Wicked is my favorite non movie musical!! i guess i'll have to be content in watching it on youtube, and listening to the sundtrak

*sigh*

heathers arrived today! yayyayyayy!!!

in boredem

i'm posting this out of boredom, i have just watched a film called The Harvey Girls which had judy Garland in it and that was pretty good, the film made me far less bored but now there is nothing on and i have nowhere to go in town, so i'm stuck home posting on a blog. maybe i'll go to the library... yeah! library...

May People Rejoice!

not in a god way, i'm not a very religious person (as in not at all) , but anyway, rejoice for the fact that i ordered Heathers DVD off ebay and cant wait for it to arrive!

alright, i have no real interesting posts today, it's school holidays so i barely get to see my friends, i have one coming over tomorrow so thats good.

i have a few things i would like to say about todays film industry and it's insufferable tendency to attempt remakes and redos, which i plan on posting on my other blog (www.mereviewingfilm.blogspot.com) ASAP.

My Trip

Today my mum and i went to Adelaide, which is the capital city of our state.

i had a list of my top 6 DVDs to buy: Heathers, Drop Dead Gorgeous, Rent, Cry Baby, Reefer Madness and Gypsy.

they didn't have Rent, or DDG, or Reefer Madness! Heathers has been discontinued by the company, so i have had to go on Ebay for it, i did however manage to get Cry Baby and Gypsy, which is good, i plan to review on my other blog very shortly.

i don't really care, that no-one reads this blog, nor do i care that i am writing this to complete strangers, i like typing.

i have always liked big cities, because i can make a complete fool of myself and i'll never see most of those people again because its such a big city!!! i find it easier to talk to people because i have no connection to the them, it's like how it's sometimes easier to talk to a shrink rather than a family member.

i find that people i don't know are easier to talk to because A: they don't know you so are as awkward as you are B: they're more interesting because we live different lifestyles and C: i just like meeting new people. new people are fun, if you hang out with someone too much then they become stale but you meet these people maybe for a week or a even a day and you don't get that feeling of stale!

ah the city... everyday you run the risk of getting killed but maybe a cute paramedic will revive you.

my own world view

this is my first post, on this blog, it's pretty much just me life day to day. i'm pretty much being an angsty teen, who gets a bit off topic at times, who never can make up her mind.

am i a movie freak? do i hate movies?

do like dreaming of murdering people? should i hire an assassin? so many choices.

i'm a non-conformist who dislikes society's rules BTW.

i would like to say right off the bat that i have strange friends, our behaviors leaves a lot to be desired and i look up sign language and other languages so i can swear at the teachers without getting trouble. if anyone ever reads this blog, be sure to comment.