Wednesday, October 29, 2014
Got it.
Okay.. So I have officially hit 1120 readers. ThAnks for the support guys..
I know I haven't been posting in a while.. But guess finally landed her dream guy!
My best friend.. Callum.. Well he is now my boyfriend.
Who knew? I think everybody except me saw it coming, I mean I waited forever for him to notice me but he never got around to it and now that I got him I'm not letting go.
Have you?
Have you ever loved someone so much that hearing theirbname sends zoo's through your body? Or a memory that sneaks it's way into your mind that makes your jaw sore because you couldn't stop smiling?
That the thought of loosing them sends you into a spiral of grief?
Has someone ever made you desperate for not oly their touch but their love and affection?
Have you ever needed to see that special person smile, knowing it would make your day?
Have you ever been in the situation that you'd do anything to make them happy? or be anything for them? Because knowing they're happy makes you happy?
Have you ever been so excited to se someone the next day that you struggled to fall asleep.
Have you ever tried to tell this person how you feel but you are unable to find the right words?
Have you ever needed someone or something so much before?
I know I have..
I love you Callum.
Saturday, July 12, 2014
Godmother
Have you ever heard about the godmother? Not the fairy godmother that your parents tell you about. No. The godmother. She watches over beasts, humans, plants and atmosphere.
They say she is the most beautiful being there is, she teaches you a lesson and you are to do with that information as you please. If you wonder off your path she will not run after you, not because she doesn't care but because she does.
She will wait for you to realize what you have done and then she will pick you up and wipe the dust off your knees.
Just lie what happened in Tommy's story. Tommy had been through a lot, his mom died when he was younger and his dad often has many woman in and out of his house. Tommy never really had friends and he like to keep to himself. The small group of friends he did have weren't the best friends. They often encouraged tommy to drink and do bad things. But everything changed whe. Tommy was walking home from school and came across a cottage in the middle if the Forrest. This cottage was small and looked quite lonely, the walls were covered in ivy leaves and the oath was over grown but tommy did care. He started pulling away a path to the neat cottage door. It had been worn with age and wasn't locked when tommy tried to open it, this didn't surprise him.
So when he went in and everything in the cottage was dust free and neat, he started it back away. Tommy got quite frightened and turned to leave but there was a woman behind him. She was tall, plump and has the longest most beautiful hair tommy had ever seen. 'Hi. I'm sorry. Uh... I didn't know anyone lived here.. Please... Uhm..." Tommy muttered into the ground. The woman didn't bundle, she just looked tommy over and held a hand out to him. "Uhm.." Tommy looked at her hand, shifted on his feet and finally took it. She walked him over to the chair and gave him peach tea with a muffin. "There my child,meat up. You look like a sack of bones. Now what if your name?" Tommy looked up and muttered his name under his breath. "Now child. Speak up." "Tommy, my name is tommy."
"Uh yes. Well my name is Mary Anne but yo May calk me Mary or the godmother. If you have never heard of me child I suggest you sit still and listen." And so the godmother told tommy all about her duties and that she served The Lord and everything he had created. Once she finished tommy had fallen asleep. The godmother looked at him and spoke to herself under her breath while cleaning up. "Yes my dear, you will do. You will do just fine. All shall be well soon. Don't you worry little boy. All will be well"
The next morning tommy woke in his bed, confused he looked around. How did I get home? Was his first thought.
He didn't bother to wait around and think of the answer, he jumped up and got dressed and ran to the woods in Sarah of the small cottage.
When he finally found it he couldn't wait to knock or try clear a path, he went straight inside to find the godmother sitting in a chair talking to a squirrel. Who ran away when he saw tommy coming. "Boy your back. Sit.mi was expecting you. You have much to learn young soul." Tommy sat and waited for the lady to begin teaching him what he desired to learn. He had never felt so right about something or so safe before.
Weeks after tommy had learnt all he could from the godmother tommy started helping her with the birds and beasts and soon Moved on to plants and oceans. Tommy no longer spent time with those friends of his but with his father. The Lord.
Everything in Tommy's life had changed and years went by tommy grew into a fine young man and he was getting ready to take over the godmothers place when Tommy's father died and all he had learned he lost in those few moments.
Tommy soon went back to his old habits and began to drink and steal. The godmother no longer appeared to him and the animals wouldn't go near him either. All the plants he touched died and he liked it that way.
Tommy's life carried on like this, alone and blurred until one day he woke up from a dream. One that had reminded him of the godmother. He immediately jumped up and ran off into the woods in search of the overgrown cottage but he could not find it. He repeated this journey everyday for two weeks and on his last day he decided that it had gone and he'd give up the search. Funny enough at that moment tommy tripped over a book. He recognized it as the boom Mary had read to him from. All the lessons he'd learned about The Lord in that book. He plucked it up and went to a nearby tree stump and began to read and meditate on each page. Years went by and the animals started to come back to him, the plants no longer died at his touch and the oceans befriended him. Tommy then knew he was not alone,he had never been alone. The godmother was with him the whole time and he'd just chosen to ignore it.
Tommy rejoiced in the fact that he had found his true mother and father.
They say she is the most beautiful being there is, she teaches you a lesson and you are to do with that information as you please. If you wonder off your path she will not run after you, not because she doesn't care but because she does.
She will wait for you to realize what you have done and then she will pick you up and wipe the dust off your knees.
Just lie what happened in Tommy's story. Tommy had been through a lot, his mom died when he was younger and his dad often has many woman in and out of his house. Tommy never really had friends and he like to keep to himself. The small group of friends he did have weren't the best friends. They often encouraged tommy to drink and do bad things. But everything changed whe. Tommy was walking home from school and came across a cottage in the middle if the Forrest. This cottage was small and looked quite lonely, the walls were covered in ivy leaves and the oath was over grown but tommy did care. He started pulling away a path to the neat cottage door. It had been worn with age and wasn't locked when tommy tried to open it, this didn't surprise him.
So when he went in and everything in the cottage was dust free and neat, he started it back away. Tommy got quite frightened and turned to leave but there was a woman behind him. She was tall, plump and has the longest most beautiful hair tommy had ever seen. 'Hi. I'm sorry. Uh... I didn't know anyone lived here.. Please... Uhm..." Tommy muttered into the ground. The woman didn't bundle, she just looked tommy over and held a hand out to him. "Uhm.." Tommy looked at her hand, shifted on his feet and finally took it. She walked him over to the chair and gave him peach tea with a muffin. "There my child,meat up. You look like a sack of bones. Now what if your name?" Tommy looked up and muttered his name under his breath. "Now child. Speak up." "Tommy, my name is tommy."
"Uh yes. Well my name is Mary Anne but yo May calk me Mary or the godmother. If you have never heard of me child I suggest you sit still and listen." And so the godmother told tommy all about her duties and that she served The Lord and everything he had created. Once she finished tommy had fallen asleep. The godmother looked at him and spoke to herself under her breath while cleaning up. "Yes my dear, you will do. You will do just fine. All shall be well soon. Don't you worry little boy. All will be well"
The next morning tommy woke in his bed, confused he looked around. How did I get home? Was his first thought.
He didn't bother to wait around and think of the answer, he jumped up and got dressed and ran to the woods in Sarah of the small cottage.
When he finally found it he couldn't wait to knock or try clear a path, he went straight inside to find the godmother sitting in a chair talking to a squirrel. Who ran away when he saw tommy coming. "Boy your back. Sit.mi was expecting you. You have much to learn young soul." Tommy sat and waited for the lady to begin teaching him what he desired to learn. He had never felt so right about something or so safe before.
Weeks after tommy had learnt all he could from the godmother tommy started helping her with the birds and beasts and soon Moved on to plants and oceans. Tommy no longer spent time with those friends of his but with his father. The Lord.
Everything in Tommy's life had changed and years went by tommy grew into a fine young man and he was getting ready to take over the godmothers place when Tommy's father died and all he had learned he lost in those few moments.
Tommy soon went back to his old habits and began to drink and steal. The godmother no longer appeared to him and the animals wouldn't go near him either. All the plants he touched died and he liked it that way.
Tommy's life carried on like this, alone and blurred until one day he woke up from a dream. One that had reminded him of the godmother. He immediately jumped up and ran off into the woods in search of the overgrown cottage but he could not find it. He repeated this journey everyday for two weeks and on his last day he decided that it had gone and he'd give up the search. Funny enough at that moment tommy tripped over a book. He recognized it as the boom Mary had read to him from. All the lessons he'd learned about The Lord in that book. He plucked it up and went to a nearby tree stump and began to read and meditate on each page. Years went by and the animals started to come back to him, the plants no longer died at his touch and the oceans befriended him. Tommy then knew he was not alone,he had never been alone. The godmother was with him the whole time and he'd just chosen to ignore it.
Tommy rejoiced in the fact that he had found his true mother and father.
Tuesday, July 8, 2014
The frog
Do you know why frogs have such long tongs and such s
Small eyes?" Grandma asked as she tucked Americana into her bed.
"No gammy. Why?" She eagerly replied grabbing hold of her grandmothers wrinkled hand that had been stretched with age, hard work and years of caring.
" he never used to look like that you know. It was a very very long time ago. Back when technology was a dreamers dream. Back when people used blades and shields to fend off the monsters in the dark. Back when everything was about pride and honor. When wild horses roamed free and happy. There was an animal. Mighty, strong, stubborn and selfless. They were the mighty frogs of the valley Lou. With strong long lean legs and claws, they were the most beautiful sight and they themselves knew it. And this made them hated by most. '
'Every frog had long black hair as dark as night and skin as white as snow, eyes as green as swamps. all except one frog who was born with eyes as white as satin silk. His name was wastaru. Wastaru was born into a poor family and fended mainly for himself. Everyone picked on him because he was different to others. They called him terrible names and made him feel unwanted. his family said he brought shame to them and they hadn't wanted him. THey accused him of being evil. Wastaru grew lonely and sad and ran away. He went the only place he felt safe, into the dark woods. There he came across deer and owls who told him many tales of warriors.
Wastaru lived with the owls for a few years until he grew into his adult years. Eventually the owls told him it was time for him to move out and make his way into the world. Make a name for himself.
And so he did, wastaru left the owls and moved to a small village in a town. "
" what happened after that gramma?"
" he lived in peace for years until one day a messenger came to his house. This messenger was a frog. One he had known as a kid and one who had bullied him. Wastaru looked at Kamyo and asked what Kamyo was doing at his doorstep why she had disturbed his peace. Kamyo told him that the valley Lou was in serious trouble, all the selfishness and vanity had caught up with them and one of the elders had said that they needed a pure soul to give them all peace. Wastaru shrugged and told Kamyo to leave. 'The people never treated me right. Why should I help you.'
Wastaru knew this was wrong of him and he should not turn Kamyo down. He knew it was wrong because you should never turn one in need out.
Kamyo then took his leave.
Wastaru lay awake for that night and the fort night. He sat in his garden chair for days on end pondering the decision and finally he decided. He said goodbye to his home and bade his leave.
Wastaru came across his old family of owls and stayed a night with them, he told them about his home town and the next morn he left to continue his journey.
It took Wastaru a week to get to valley Lou and finally when he arrived no body was there. Wastaru went from house to house looking for the familiar haunting faces of his past but there were non.
But, wastaru needn't wonder long for he found what he was looking for, and that was a sign. Not the sign he wanted but a sign. A great big owl stood before him. Wastaru had never met this owl but he remembered his caretaker tell him about it in his teen years.
"Wastaru come here." The owl said beckoning him with his wing. Giant golden feathers shone like the sun in the morning light. Wastaru walked up to the owl and bowed. "Oh great big owl. How can I be of service. What has happened to my old childhood home."
The owl looked at wastaru very closely with his beady eyes. Wastaru grew sleepy and fell into a black pit.
Light quickly shone into his realm and he was now looking up at this owl.
" wastaru, you have caused great havoc Upon your home. Kamyo came to seek for help, for the only pure soul left. And you told her to leave. Because I see no pure soul anymore I condem you and your children's children to look like a green beast. Small enough to hide behind a rock but big enough to be seen. You will live off insects and your children will be born fish and go thru a painful transformation to become like you. You shall no longer have words but a screeching croak. You will never have a friend for being so selfless." And with that the owl left. Leaving wastaru alone with his wrecked home. He knew he had taken to long and was so ashamed he couldn't go back to his small home in the small village. So we went to the barren swamps and that's where he lived until time caught up with him. His children blamed and punished him by casting him out. Wastaru lived the rest of his life in shame. He knew that to forgive was to move on and be happy.
Small eyes?" Grandma asked as she tucked Americana into her bed.
"No gammy. Why?" She eagerly replied grabbing hold of her grandmothers wrinkled hand that had been stretched with age, hard work and years of caring.
" he never used to look like that you know. It was a very very long time ago. Back when technology was a dreamers dream. Back when people used blades and shields to fend off the monsters in the dark. Back when everything was about pride and honor. When wild horses roamed free and happy. There was an animal. Mighty, strong, stubborn and selfless. They were the mighty frogs of the valley Lou. With strong long lean legs and claws, they were the most beautiful sight and they themselves knew it. And this made them hated by most. '
'Every frog had long black hair as dark as night and skin as white as snow, eyes as green as swamps. all except one frog who was born with eyes as white as satin silk. His name was wastaru. Wastaru was born into a poor family and fended mainly for himself. Everyone picked on him because he was different to others. They called him terrible names and made him feel unwanted. his family said he brought shame to them and they hadn't wanted him. THey accused him of being evil. Wastaru grew lonely and sad and ran away. He went the only place he felt safe, into the dark woods. There he came across deer and owls who told him many tales of warriors.
Wastaru lived with the owls for a few years until he grew into his adult years. Eventually the owls told him it was time for him to move out and make his way into the world. Make a name for himself.
And so he did, wastaru left the owls and moved to a small village in a town. "
" what happened after that gramma?"
" he lived in peace for years until one day a messenger came to his house. This messenger was a frog. One he had known as a kid and one who had bullied him. Wastaru looked at Kamyo and asked what Kamyo was doing at his doorstep why she had disturbed his peace. Kamyo told him that the valley Lou was in serious trouble, all the selfishness and vanity had caught up with them and one of the elders had said that they needed a pure soul to give them all peace. Wastaru shrugged and told Kamyo to leave. 'The people never treated me right. Why should I help you.'
Wastaru knew this was wrong of him and he should not turn Kamyo down. He knew it was wrong because you should never turn one in need out.
Kamyo then took his leave.
Wastaru lay awake for that night and the fort night. He sat in his garden chair for days on end pondering the decision and finally he decided. He said goodbye to his home and bade his leave.
Wastaru came across his old family of owls and stayed a night with them, he told them about his home town and the next morn he left to continue his journey.
It took Wastaru a week to get to valley Lou and finally when he arrived no body was there. Wastaru went from house to house looking for the familiar haunting faces of his past but there were non.
But, wastaru needn't wonder long for he found what he was looking for, and that was a sign. Not the sign he wanted but a sign. A great big owl stood before him. Wastaru had never met this owl but he remembered his caretaker tell him about it in his teen years.
"Wastaru come here." The owl said beckoning him with his wing. Giant golden feathers shone like the sun in the morning light. Wastaru walked up to the owl and bowed. "Oh great big owl. How can I be of service. What has happened to my old childhood home."
The owl looked at wastaru very closely with his beady eyes. Wastaru grew sleepy and fell into a black pit.
Light quickly shone into his realm and he was now looking up at this owl.
" wastaru, you have caused great havoc Upon your home. Kamyo came to seek for help, for the only pure soul left. And you told her to leave. Because I see no pure soul anymore I condem you and your children's children to look like a green beast. Small enough to hide behind a rock but big enough to be seen. You will live off insects and your children will be born fish and go thru a painful transformation to become like you. You shall no longer have words but a screeching croak. You will never have a friend for being so selfless." And with that the owl left. Leaving wastaru alone with his wrecked home. He knew he had taken to long and was so ashamed he couldn't go back to his small home in the small village. So we went to the barren swamps and that's where he lived until time caught up with him. His children blamed and punished him by casting him out. Wastaru lived the rest of his life in shame. He knew that to forgive was to move on and be happy.
Sunday, June 8, 2014
Unicorns
Khloey jhonsons is just the one word I'm using as my comedy shot at the moment. This girl is so spun up on unicorns. Gobsmacker, I Love her.
If in had a unicorn I'd name it Khloe just because.
Do you think unicorns poop rainbows and pee butterflies?
Now this is where society gets me up in a knot. I know. Once you haters read that you going to go on about how immature I am because I have an imaginations. Well you can go and suck your toenails because I don't care. I mean yes like who wants a unicorn and ish? But still.. It's only really messed up when your 40, dressing like a three years old and watching cartoons. Then you have a problem. But still we don't judge here, this is a no judging circle.
Exposed
Sunday selfies, nuttela hot chocolate and my blanket with Jeremy loops filling my ears. How could my day get better.
Have had such a hectic weekend., had my hospitality practice exam on Saturday morning. Had to make 45 cheese and bacon muffins on Friday for Saturday and I had a match on Friday, played astro turf and lost. Not that I'm disappointed because it was my teams first time on astro whereas the school we played against only plays astro turf. So I'm Actually very happy. And beside every time they scored a goal it was because my fucking sweeper was in front of me the whole time. Gosh I almost smashed her head open with my hockey stick.
Anyway.. On top of that i wrote my first business and English exams to , I could actually keep going on about how shitty my day was but I have something else to tell you mosey knickers about!
Anyway. Let's point out the obvious and start off with nick wulse and say that he's a pervert. But everyone already knows that.
I could go on but this point is already boring and gosh I feel like I'd rather stare at a blank wall for hours on end than go on about Nick Wulfse or Brad Glanville or even Darren Brandt. Who might I add. Is an asshole.
Who doesn't want people to know we are together. But fluff Darren. I'd ask if hes that embarrassed to be seen with me but in actual fact I thinks it's cause he just doesn't want his fuck buddies to know about me. Because he's probably spinning the same bullshit to them as he is to me about being his one and only except that it's not working so well on his side, dude you're never going to get in my pants! So sorry buddy you've been exposed. You sweet talking twat.
Okay I feel better now.
Guys are so over rated, if I could stand it. Which I can't, I'd become lesbian but even that repulses me. It's fine. I'll just get a cat and live happily ever never after. Anyway I'm writing maths tomorrow and I feel like I'm sitting in a box where everything I learn is sucked straight out after I understand this shit.
Thursday, May 1, 2014
Cobwebs and chocolate
Ok so right now, while ,I'm being a piggy and mnhing a crunchie on the ounce and watching the internship. Great right? Oh and let's not forget my dads snoring as the backround tunes. Yippee. Anyway iv decided that once I hit 600 page views I'll tell you owes.. I just need another twenty, so why not tell your friends about me? Like honestly people am I that boring and uninteresting that you can't focus in the good shit about me and not all these rumors, like honestly! Don't be so typical.
Anyway today I'm going to shellers house and most probably sleeping there, knowing me. I think these oldies are having a braai or some shit like that, not much to my interest obviously because I sovenjoy sitting at a table watching old people think they're the shit while they drink a few bottles of wine and get out of hand. Not you just ?? Anyway, my bet is I'll probably be stalking her hot neighbour .. What gets better than that. Note the sarcasm.
God the melodramatic moments of parenthood. I swear I'm raising my dad. As if. That reminds me my blackberry is being stupid and doing stupid stuff. Like im about to smash it's stupid keypad. So can NOT wait for my upgrade. Like I'm actually to excited, ohhhhhh. Another rapid subject change.
JOSEPH MORGAN. Plays as kluas in vampire diaries and originals but I mean.. Who doesn't know that! Anways I was watching originals last night and oh my gobs sucker. Every five minutes I had to go change because., he was just.. To amazing for words. Like seriously I love the way he gets so intense.. Like Damon. Ahh excited goose flesh is popping up.. So I was thinking o myself while I polished my riding boots, why the hell did I never clean the horse shit out of the soles, do you know what month old horse shit smells like? Well I'll let you on in a little secret.. It doesn't smell very inviteing and if I ever had to smell it again I'd probably loose my nose due to the fact that it might shrivel up and die.
Gob I'm in the mood for chocolate. Like how cool would it be if I could have a chocolate factory under my bed!?
Wednesday, April 30, 2014
Words and stakes
Okay, so as I'm sitting on the couch watching geordie shore thought I'd enlighten you on all this I've been up to, It seems like. I Havnt written in a while, well today I spent about a hour working on this short story for my writing course, and so far I have writers block. Well not exactly but I'm so stuck on getting it started, I mean I've done all my planning like I did my characters and all the background planning and what the book will be about and all the questions and plots but I just can't start it so it looks like it's going to be another unfinished project until I get some fucking good inspiration.
And I think I know who might be my insperation. "cough. Cough".
Okay so I know I haunt mentioned this oak before because I didn't have my blog back then but about a year ago I went to dinner with one of my dads exs and her three year old terrorist at cattle Barron and while these two retards went out for a smoke I was left with this little three year old punk running around on chairs with knifes like a fockiing hunger crazed scio path. Anyway so this guy.. Just came out of no where and totally saved my arse from this little monkey, and like got him to shut up until his mom came back from her smoke like she was a bloody chimney.
Aso of course being me I slipped him my number and we got chatting but it lead no where at all. Like a fockiing wall.
But then on Monday night we went to dinner At the all time famous cattle Barron and my dads girlfriend Shelley kept telling me that this waiter keeps looking and smiling at me basically every time he walks past, like it was super intense so of course knowing me I needed to sneak a peek and and true to deer shit it was the same oak. And then my dad caught on to all this ish and started calling him over to the table and telling him to sit and ish, so basicallybmy face looked worse than a sunburnt ranger. Like jeannine people! Have you ever?
So anyway for the past two days we have been talking on and off. So maybe during my dads idiotic moments he did a plus one for me, so either I scored a good friend of a .. Well a.. New guy I guess?
Well anyway all this talk is bullock, and borin as fluff. Not agreeing?
Anyway i just watched snoekie get arrested and am on my ass pissing myself because she claimed to be a good person. Like dude, that's like the dog poo claiming to be a flower. It just doesn't happen. Ahh rapid subject change, I'm going on a hack on Sunday with Shelley. Most amped to get back on the back of a horse, it's been way to fluffing long now an I'm totally excited, just abit nervous incase I have another fall like I did with my old horse that I sold due to the fact that I fell and buffered up my back. Like gosh people I'm going to have to shove some pills down this horses throat before I get on it's back.
Thursday, April 24, 2014
its done!
ahh.. iv never felt so good! my design is now complete and handed in after working on it for six hours last night.. it was a race against time to complete it and i couldn't rush, i suppose having design first period was a bummer tho because i planned on prancing around like a proud horse showing everybody my piece of art but my dreams were crushed this morning when i realized that i had design first period. i went through the great depression in the space of five minutes then i picked my sh1t up and got over it. glad to have at least finished it. but don't get me wrong, i did show just about everybody who came up to say hi to me this morning along with my tutor class and tutor.
and then as soon as i walked into design i show Mrs Engels and then signed in and took my book around the class to show off my handy work.
and then my bubble was popped, stampeded, torn to pieces and crushed until it was non existent when i saw Ayla's work. so kids the moral of the story is, don't show people your work. you will look like an idiot and die -_-
anyway its time to speed off topic and talk about this guy.. im not mentioning names this time so lets just call him hunny pot. anyway so hunny pot is related to a teacher in the school which makes it completely awkward. its not that i like him but hes throwing those mixed signal vibes around and im feeling a bit like im in a circus. its like hormones, speed, hormones hormones, speed speed, hormones and some more speed. just a wonderful bowl of sloppy shit. anyway so hunny pot added me on bbm, whatsapp and Facebook in the space of about five minutes so again instead of the great depression it was more like the great appression if that's even a word? i don't know. so like since hunny pot is like all good and no hint of bad boy is in his life or whatever.and hes not all that good looking, but he is a gentle man i just dont think i can stood down like bam. so it doesn't make me a bad person now. does it?
so another speed off topic, now im sitting in design pouring my heart out and was so unkindly disturbed by Mrs Engels because some weirdo freak in class swore at her. it was INTENSE so of course he's going to the office. so of course me being me i had to shout out 'for the rainbow nation' and then had everybody look at me like i was on fire. Wow people.
Saturday, April 19, 2014
Fly speck.
Okay so yesterday I was dragged off to some flyspeck town in some other town area.. And the sights were cows, cow shit, cows and some more cows. I swear if you had to sneeze you'd miss this town. Or even blink.. It was soooooooooooooooo small, anyway so we went for lunch and some other whizz. There was a remotely good looking cow boy that sustained me for the few hours that I was subdued to. It was all very intense. . The other good thing about this place was that their restaurant was good, yes.. They only had one restaurant and I was across the road from their only school and only grocery store. So I'm guessing you feeling my vibe of loneliness here? Or you catching my drift hey. . . Anyway, so the food was good, under the pepper tree as these people say, well those country people say. So other than the swarms of flies my meal was enjoyable.
Easter galore
Okay so happy Easter I guess, hum how do you say it.. Have a good fun filled Easter? Uh.. This is bullcock. I don't get to eat till twelve and I have to go and look for my chocolate.. Could this day get worse! . Drama lama. I know, today's society sucks ass.. I mean I shouldn't have to look for my chocolate, it should be delivered to me like I'm the queen, what were these people thinking. I mean like come on people! I might run out of fat cells looking for that chocolate! . ? I guess us idiots will find any reason to have public holidays and get fat while bingeing over eggs and food.
Six
So now that it's Easter and I'm about to put on another five kg's after loosing six. Yes that's right. A full whopping six whole kg's ! So now that my school pants are falling down every time I walk or sit down I'm about to get them back to size with my fat arse. Okay so.. Time to get to the real drama.. Simone best and Christopher lesch .. I know.. Those two.. Just dont go but I guess if they like well.. No she likes him but he doesn't like her and it's totally unfair because I booked him first! ... Oh and drama went down in callum town, he deletes me off bum and flat out ignores me for like a full on week and then randomly sends me an invite and starts tuning me, saying that I went and told everyone that he likes me and then I was just like .. Hum.. No and next time don't just assume come and ask me about it first before you go all drama drama on my ass. So he ended up saying sorry in the end and now im giving him a taste of his own meds and ignoring him. I mean like it was so pathetic, guys are such idiots. Dads girlfriend Shelley, remember her? Well anyway her eldest Ryanne has a thing for ignoring people. Especially if she doesn't get her own way and then she goes out of her way to piss you the hell off. Not anything I can't handle but still. I'm her target at the moment so you can kind of guess how I'm feeling right now. .
So today I'm being commonly forced to find the chocolate before I can eat it, wonderful irony. Getting forced to loose weight before I can put more on. The joys, it's like Christmas all over again. Except this time I get a weeks supply of chocolate to go with it. So im happy.
Wednesday, April 9, 2014
just a catch up
so, i know iv neglected to blog for the past, what? like three weeks. just been hectic busy.
today mrs van minnen gave us a 300 word dialogue to do and ayla and i decided to make out dialogue letters written to and from each other.
and no, it's not considered cheating because we not copying. i think we are bloody smart to come up with that idea.
so how is this. today in hospitality Mrs cronje was like, oh guys don't forget your chef outfits for tomorrow, i was just like uhhm okay then. a practical fourth day back at school. wonderful.
luckily it gets us out of a theory lesson. so there is an upside to it.
so while we on this topic i thought id tell you about my waitress coarse i did on Monday.it went well, had so much to take in. i can now proudly say that i can carry three plates at once .
anyway, dads new girlfriend shelley.. she's nice.. she has two kids, ryanne who is 11 and georgia who is 6. very sweet kids, basically seen them everyday the past two weeks. and im going there again tonight for a party thingy. which means ill be doing a practical looking like a zombie.
liam and i spoke again the other day and dylan and i also had a little chat, there are so many people i haven't been talking to and im loosing their friendships.
anyway i have ish to do so ill catch up again later.
today mrs van minnen gave us a 300 word dialogue to do and ayla and i decided to make out dialogue letters written to and from each other.
and no, it's not considered cheating because we not copying. i think we are bloody smart to come up with that idea.
so how is this. today in hospitality Mrs cronje was like, oh guys don't forget your chef outfits for tomorrow, i was just like uhhm okay then. a practical fourth day back at school. wonderful.
luckily it gets us out of a theory lesson. so there is an upside to it.
so while we on this topic i thought id tell you about my waitress coarse i did on Monday.it went well, had so much to take in. i can now proudly say that i can carry three plates at once .
anyway, dads new girlfriend shelley.. she's nice.. she has two kids, ryanne who is 11 and georgia who is 6. very sweet kids, basically seen them everyday the past two weeks. and im going there again tonight for a party thingy. which means ill be doing a practical looking like a zombie.
liam and i spoke again the other day and dylan and i also had a little chat, there are so many people i haven't been talking to and im loosing their friendships.
anyway i have ish to do so ill catch up again later.
Saturday, March 15, 2014
oily food and dust
so, since its a saterday and im still grounded, im being dragged off to some market for old people with afrikaansa backunds thanks to bronwyne and my dad. lifes great. notess sarcasm intended.
anyway with this wonderful opportunity im being surrounded by dust, animals and fat old people shoving oily food into thier mouths. wondurrrrful.
now for the positives to this day.. uhm.... there are none, but i supose if i do a light, joyful approach to the mannefested day i can have a decent time?
i supose im being extremely negative but i cant help it, one of my best friend had a complete Dumbass break her hard candy. and im worried about her.
oh dear kaybear.. i love you.
okay, spirits lifted. my song by aleo black just sprouted into my world like that cabbage next to my feet right now.
anyway with this wonderful opportunity im being surrounded by dust, animals and fat old people shoving oily food into thier mouths. wondurrrrful.
now for the positives to this day.. uhm.... there are none, but i supose if i do a light, joyful approach to the mannefested day i can have a decent time?
i supose im being extremely negative but i cant help it, one of my best friend had a complete Dumbass break her hard candy. and im worried about her.
oh dear kaybear.. i love you.
okay, spirits lifted. my song by aleo black just sprouted into my world like that cabbage next to my feet right now.
Sunday, March 2, 2014
brunkets
as odd as this may seem, brunkets are beyond flucking delishes! baconcrumpets, bet you never thaught of that The nakedness himself. JO
although the sound of the name sounds absoluetly disgusting they taste the opposite of the name, DELISHES!
like heaven in a pancake.. that reminds me, how the 'ell am i going to cope with out my sunday pancakes for breakfast next weekend? cooking pancakes over a fire? uhmm...no,not how i role.
that reminds me, no school on friday! which, half heartedly sucks because that means i cant go to my writing course.. Boo!
finally had time last week and boy did i miss that groupie.. my nerdlings, its weird how i fit in with them since we are completely diferent,all my friends are diffeent to me and shit its just weird because, it seems like im the only one who is just me and not anyone else.. very complicated i know.
do you ever ge the feeling that your completely alone and stuff? like your theonly one who undestands you. its probebly the weirdest feeling out
gosh, people keep on expecting me to do something and im sick of living up to thier expectations so to all you rtards who keep expecting me to do what you think i should do, shut up and get a life like honestly life isnt about trying to impress other people so if thats what you think its about then you need a serious wake up call, like PRONTO.
and now with Càllum im ready to punch someone in the toe because its just so frustrating that hes pulling a Amber Friend on me, like hello.. get your own moves.
GOSH PEOPLE
im going to stop writing now so i can go onto mrs laurnces blog, something she wrote strokk my interest.
although the sound of the name sounds absoluetly disgusting they taste the opposite of the name, DELISHES!
like heaven in a pancake.. that reminds me, how the 'ell am i going to cope with out my sunday pancakes for breakfast next weekend? cooking pancakes over a fire? uhmm...no,not how i role.
that reminds me, no school on friday! which, half heartedly sucks because that means i cant go to my writing course.. Boo!
finally had time last week and boy did i miss that groupie.. my nerdlings, its weird how i fit in with them since we are completely diferent,all my friends are diffeent to me and shit its just weird because, it seems like im the only one who is just me and not anyone else.. very complicated i know.
do you ever ge the feeling that your completely alone and stuff? like your theonly one who undestands you. its probebly the weirdest feeling out
gosh, people keep on expecting me to do something and im sick of living up to thier expectations so to all you rtards who keep expecting me to do what you think i should do, shut up and get a life like honestly life isnt about trying to impress other people so if thats what you think its about then you need a serious wake up call, like PRONTO.
and now with Càllum im ready to punch someone in the toe because its just so frustrating that hes pulling a Amber Friend on me, like hello.. get your own moves.
GOSH PEOPLE
im going to stop writing now so i can go onto mrs laurnces blog, something she wrote strokk my interest.
Wednesday, February 19, 2014
patterns beyond compare
okay, so ive decided that risking a break for you readers out there is so not worth it, best you feel loved.
okay so maybe your not the only reason im spending my break in design class but you are part of it!
have any of you computer geeks ever heard of Sherlock Holmes elementary? needing to watch the first episode of season one for this writing coarse im on and well the search isn't going to well on my side. ive half covered the short story but im yet to find this bloody series.
luckily i was able to talk to Mrs Laurence and cover my bum on this subject.
so get this, i know this is a drastic subject change but who cares.. anyway my dads girlfriend is sleeping over AGAIN tonight, yay.
with that includes her kitten, ellie.. who acts like a princess. gosh. heaving sighs. is it possible to turn into a spider and hide in the crack of a wall?.
okay so maybe your not the only reason im spending my break in design class but you are part of it!
have any of you computer geeks ever heard of Sherlock Holmes elementary? needing to watch the first episode of season one for this writing coarse im on and well the search isn't going to well on my side. ive half covered the short story but im yet to find this bloody series.
luckily i was able to talk to Mrs Laurence and cover my bum on this subject.
so get this, i know this is a drastic subject change but who cares.. anyway my dads girlfriend is sleeping over AGAIN tonight, yay.
with that includes her kitten, ellie.. who acts like a princess. gosh. heaving sighs. is it possible to turn into a spider and hide in the crack of a wall?.
Sunday, February 9, 2014
popping heads
ohh.. my head feels like its about to pop.. or explode.. i cant really decide. but its sore.
at the old mans office doing some lame ass design project that my dad didn't mention to sutterly that he hated it and here i am pretending to love it..
i mean, after a lovely family day at kalkys im stuck typing out a design project on a certain kind of trend. honestly, i can think of better things to do.. like for instance.. surfing or reading. come on people.
off to fetch bronwyn my dads new chick up from the airport at 6:00 .. yippee.
wait until i mention i have more homework to do when i get home. dear lobster
*say my name like a scripture underneath the blood moon sky* ive had this song stuck in my head just about the whole day and it keeps taking me back to thursday when i was standing in the tuckshop line and saw my future, he was hot. weak knees and all.
at the old mans office doing some lame ass design project that my dad didn't mention to sutterly that he hated it and here i am pretending to love it..
i mean, after a lovely family day at kalkys im stuck typing out a design project on a certain kind of trend. honestly, i can think of better things to do.. like for instance.. surfing or reading. come on people.
off to fetch bronwyn my dads new chick up from the airport at 6:00 .. yippee.
wait until i mention i have more homework to do when i get home. dear lobster
*say my name like a scripture underneath the blood moon sky* ive had this song stuck in my head just about the whole day and it keeps taking me back to thursday when i was standing in the tuckshop line and saw my future, he was hot. weak knees and all.
Thursday, February 6, 2014
design design design
ah, deadline today and believe it or not i got my priorities in line and handed it in with compliment from just about all my friends asking them if id like to make them a frame made out of chalk.. yay it worked, even mrs engels complimented me, its a miracle.
i guess cutting letters out of the glamour mag at 12am is a good luck charm. try it some time..
that reminds me.. last night, i was forced to watch a movie with my sister and her boyfriend.. yes they officially dating. any who this movie was said to be the scariest movie in the dvd store at the time.. lets put it this way.. i almost peed my pants, wouldn't surprise me if i did a little.
so guys if you looking for a movie to get your girlfriend practically sitting on your lap then the evil dread is the way to go. i know last night i was on wesley and kendra hiding behind my blanky. yes my blanky.. don't judge people.
i guess cutting letters out of the glamour mag at 12am is a good luck charm. try it some time..
that reminds me.. last night, i was forced to watch a movie with my sister and her boyfriend.. yes they officially dating. any who this movie was said to be the scariest movie in the dvd store at the time.. lets put it this way.. i almost peed my pants, wouldn't surprise me if i did a little.
so guys if you looking for a movie to get your girlfriend practically sitting on your lap then the evil dread is the way to go. i know last night i was on wesley and kendra hiding behind my blanky. yes my blanky.. don't judge people.
Wednesday, February 5, 2014
fact or fiction
fact: iv lost a whole 1kg in a month where as it should be a whole whopping 10kg's.
fiction: i'm going to look hot for next months photo shoot. jwwoww.
under pressure .. back round tunes..
ice ice baby, while surrounding myself with olden day music iv officially decided my life is beyond sad, i'm trading my beloved Doritos out for a salad stick and my music for aerobics classes and lets not forget my TV sessions for a run on the beach. lets see how long this hell observation lasts.. my sister rates two days.. i say.. minutes into my first jog.maybe even seconds.
so.. as the seconds go by in design class the risk of being caught on my blog.. chances are extremely high. so i guess pretending to be on the web searching for ideas is working out, iv had this lady walk past me numerous times and shes said nothing. either she doesn't give to flucks or she is just to blind to notice.. with my dad out of town i feel like the blind one.. like.. he wasn't here to make my lunch or set my uniform out, i had to descover something called time management. oh dad. get your ass back home !! fuuck
fiction: i'm going to look hot for next months photo shoot. jwwoww.
under pressure .. back round tunes..
ice ice baby, while surrounding myself with olden day music iv officially decided my life is beyond sad, i'm trading my beloved Doritos out for a salad stick and my music for aerobics classes and lets not forget my TV sessions for a run on the beach. lets see how long this hell observation lasts.. my sister rates two days.. i say.. minutes into my first jog.maybe even seconds.
so.. as the seconds go by in design class the risk of being caught on my blog.. chances are extremely high. so i guess pretending to be on the web searching for ideas is working out, iv had this lady walk past me numerous times and shes said nothing. either she doesn't give to flucks or she is just to blind to notice.. with my dad out of town i feel like the blind one.. like.. he wasn't here to make my lunch or set my uniform out, i had to descover something called time management. oh dad. get your ass back home !! fuuck
Friday, January 10, 2014
prediction.
maybe this is what the Mayans predicted.
not a asteroid or a solar flare.
but the end of what we are..
we no longer cherish life, or other people, even the earth, animals or resources put on it.
WAR
GENOCIDE
ABUSE
SENSELESS MASS MURDER
ANIMAL CRUELTY
GLUTTONY
GREED
WASTE
and..
LUST
..
look around you, the end of the world is already here..
not a asteroid or a solar flare.
but the end of what we are..
we no longer cherish life, or other people, even the earth, animals or resources put on it.
WAR
GENOCIDE
ABUSE
SENSELESS MASS MURDER
ANIMAL CRUELTY
GLUTTONY
GREED
WASTE
and..
LUST
..
look around you, the end of the world is already here..
MIA
finally with my Best Friend again.. seems like its been ages . gosh*
so Daniel Mizen.. two words that should or shouldn't mean anything to me.. ahh I wouldn't know.. or do I know? no admittance? WHERE is this world at???
everybody seems MIA lately
its like.. the world is empty.. but its not.. does this make any sense.
if you think about it.. it does, doesn't it? what if we are the moon to a completely different galaxy? what if we are the Aliens to the Aliens that we are looking for.. what if we are Aliens to ourselves.. something that we should think about.. do we truly know ourselves or is it all just a lie.. we all have these identities that own us, control us and become us.. what if these identities are all just one big lie.. one big jumble of emotions that we secretly made up.. we try to make situations sound better or worse than they really are.. we try make our lives sound better than they are or worse than they are? why do we do this..
maybe its because we as a human race crave attention or love and a knowing place, a comfort zone a place where we rule and are in control. where we are the kings of our world. we own the castle.. or is it because we are so scared of not being good enough.. everybody has that one thing about themselves that they would die to change.. mine would be.. my way of taking things to seriously or acting as if I'm the 'it' in everything. what's yours.. why are we so afraid of letting people know our weaknesses?
if you care.. you will become your own weakness.
so Daniel Mizen.. two words that should or shouldn't mean anything to me.. ahh I wouldn't know.. or do I know? no admittance? WHERE is this world at???
everybody seems MIA lately
its like.. the world is empty.. but its not.. does this make any sense.
if you think about it.. it does, doesn't it? what if we are the moon to a completely different galaxy? what if we are the Aliens to the Aliens that we are looking for.. what if we are Aliens to ourselves.. something that we should think about.. do we truly know ourselves or is it all just a lie.. we all have these identities that own us, control us and become us.. what if these identities are all just one big lie.. one big jumble of emotions that we secretly made up.. we try to make situations sound better or worse than they really are.. we try make our lives sound better than they are or worse than they are? why do we do this..
maybe its because we as a human race crave attention or love and a knowing place, a comfort zone a place where we rule and are in control. where we are the kings of our world. we own the castle.. or is it because we are so scared of not being good enough.. everybody has that one thing about themselves that they would die to change.. mine would be.. my way of taking things to seriously or acting as if I'm the 'it' in everything. what's yours.. why are we so afraid of letting people know our weaknesses?
if you care.. you will become your own weakness.
sad realization
sooo.. today after a good walk on the beach with my sister, I've decided that I need to get out more. you know one more day and I could turn into a smelly old corpse.
Grade 10 starts in less than a week for me and I'm still lounging about. enjoying what's left of my holiday.. Maybe its time to get ready for the year to come. its going to be hell of a lot of work and by what I can tell its going o be pretty damn' shitty, but I guess you have to make the best of it heyy.
saw my brother, going to miss him when he fly's off to J-bay. ahh seriously hope his plans fall thru.. I know its his dream to have a break year out in J-bay and I probably sound really selfish. but I cant bare to see him go..
if he doesn't go to J-bay he's looking at doing volunteer work in Iraqi starting in July. that I wouldn't mind but then he moves to Kenya for good at the end of the year. what will I do without you Pattrick Rogers..
so my sister and I were talking ... (I know this is a serious conversation drop.) you cant really trust guys nowadays. if they're not total jerks then they're cheaters.. you very rarely find a guy that will treat you like the princess (or hoe) you are.. more common for hoe's to find their soul mates though.
guys just treat us like crap.. I mean even those couples who have been together for 3years.. "hint" these poor girls go through their boyfriends cheating on them because they wanted sex and the girlfriends wouldn't give it to them. yet these girls ,like bats, blindly run back to these jack asses. and then blame the girl that he cheated on them with. HONESTLY SWEETY. some people need to know when to realize that they're getting screwed around. "GIRL! if he cheats on you, thinks about cheating on you or even flirts with other girls DUMP him!! I'm not going to play soft sponge.. ill come out and say it HE DOESNT CARE ABOUT YOU!"
why do guys have to be such whores. not that its only guys, don't get me wrong. but if you no longer care about the person you're with then dump them!
I like Cállum..
get this.. he and I decided to be friends right, today he liked a photo I uploaded onto Facebook and it was like BAM! feelings chased me like I was the goose to be cooked on thanks giving.. not that I know what thanks giving is or anything :'D
just like a wave of feelings appeared in a dry desert of hopelessness.. I need to realize.. I'm not over him..
Grade 10 starts in less than a week for me and I'm still lounging about. enjoying what's left of my holiday.. Maybe its time to get ready for the year to come. its going to be hell of a lot of work and by what I can tell its going o be pretty damn' shitty, but I guess you have to make the best of it heyy.
saw my brother, going to miss him when he fly's off to J-bay. ahh seriously hope his plans fall thru.. I know its his dream to have a break year out in J-bay and I probably sound really selfish. but I cant bare to see him go..
if he doesn't go to J-bay he's looking at doing volunteer work in Iraqi starting in July. that I wouldn't mind but then he moves to Kenya for good at the end of the year. what will I do without you Pattrick Rogers..
so my sister and I were talking ... (I know this is a serious conversation drop.) you cant really trust guys nowadays. if they're not total jerks then they're cheaters.. you very rarely find a guy that will treat you like the princess (or hoe) you are.. more common for hoe's to find their soul mates though.
guys just treat us like crap.. I mean even those couples who have been together for 3years.. "hint" these poor girls go through their boyfriends cheating on them because they wanted sex and the girlfriends wouldn't give it to them. yet these girls ,like bats, blindly run back to these jack asses. and then blame the girl that he cheated on them with. HONESTLY SWEETY. some people need to know when to realize that they're getting screwed around. "GIRL! if he cheats on you, thinks about cheating on you or even flirts with other girls DUMP him!! I'm not going to play soft sponge.. ill come out and say it HE DOESNT CARE ABOUT YOU!"
why do guys have to be such whores. not that its only guys, don't get me wrong. but if you no longer care about the person you're with then dump them!
I like Cállum..
get this.. he and I decided to be friends right, today he liked a photo I uploaded onto Facebook and it was like BAM! feelings chased me like I was the goose to be cooked on thanks giving.. not that I know what thanks giving is or anything :'D
just like a wave of feelings appeared in a dry desert of hopelessness.. I need to realize.. I'm not over him..
Friday, January 3, 2014
sweet nothing.
liquorish. . .
funny ass word that! like alcohol and sweets.. put together. 'I've been on a liquorish craze lately.. everything liquorish.
liquorish in the morning
liquorish in the night
liquorish in the shower
liquorish on the toilet
liquorish for lunch
liquorish for dinner
liquorish
liquorish
liquorish
LIQUORISH
.. pretty much liquorish all the damn' time!
funny fact, this delicious treat was actually made to be medicinal! can you believe that I'm eating medicine 24/7 .. uh no!
its like.. your first kiss, disgustingly sloppy, messy, awkward and a rush of gooey feelings you've never felt before.
my first kiss i was 2.. guessing it doesn't count so the next was in a few games of kiss catch in the first grade.. still don't count.. the next best thing was in 6th grade.. with Caleb Franco.. it was a dare of course.. on new years, two minutes before twelve lasting two minutes until after twelve.. kissed him for a year. *cough* *cough* .. but.. no matter how many times i kissed guys, i still haven't had my first kiss, my first kiss must be romantic and gooey and awkward.. kind of like my first kiss with my ex boyfriend, i dated him for a year.. i was his first kiss too.. so it was very awkward and all that lovely sloppy, gooey, yummy stuff that people call romantic.
i wish i saved my first kiss for the right guy. all these people go around saying 'he's a bad kisser' 'she cant kiss for shit'
what if they only ever kissed one person, their whole life.. they wouldn't know what bad kissing is because they wouldn't know any better.. its kind of like sex. why have sex with hundreds of guys? why should you have to have sex with someone to know that you love him/her or to prove your love to them. if teens thought that way.. there would be allot less teen pregnancies and spreading of STD's ..
SUPER HOE'S *
funny ass word that! like alcohol and sweets.. put together. 'I've been on a liquorish craze lately.. everything liquorish.
liquorish in the morning
liquorish in the night
liquorish in the shower
liquorish on the toilet
liquorish for lunch
liquorish for dinner
liquorish
liquorish
liquorish
LIQUORISH
.. pretty much liquorish all the damn' time!
funny fact, this delicious treat was actually made to be medicinal! can you believe that I'm eating medicine 24/7 .. uh no!
its like.. your first kiss, disgustingly sloppy, messy, awkward and a rush of gooey feelings you've never felt before.
my first kiss i was 2.. guessing it doesn't count so the next was in a few games of kiss catch in the first grade.. still don't count.. the next best thing was in 6th grade.. with Caleb Franco.. it was a dare of course.. on new years, two minutes before twelve lasting two minutes until after twelve.. kissed him for a year. *cough* *cough* .. but.. no matter how many times i kissed guys, i still haven't had my first kiss, my first kiss must be romantic and gooey and awkward.. kind of like my first kiss with my ex boyfriend, i dated him for a year.. i was his first kiss too.. so it was very awkward and all that lovely sloppy, gooey, yummy stuff that people call romantic.
i wish i saved my first kiss for the right guy. all these people go around saying 'he's a bad kisser' 'she cant kiss for shit'
what if they only ever kissed one person, their whole life.. they wouldn't know what bad kissing is because they wouldn't know any better.. its kind of like sex. why have sex with hundreds of guys? why should you have to have sex with someone to know that you love him/her or to prove your love to them. if teens thought that way.. there would be allot less teen pregnancies and spreading of STD's ..
SUPER HOE'S *
Thursday, January 2, 2014
running malls.
so I've been in and out of shopping malls this past month. i think I've spent more money this week than i have this year.
my dad keeps asking when ill get sick of it.. my answer is NOW!
December? my opinion, its the worst season to go shopping! for all those late bloomers who decide its time to do Christmas shopping a day before Christmas.. i HATE you. stop being lazy.
i can now say i own a dress, very proud. I've never really been one to wear dresses although i'm happy i got this one.
one really fun game to do once you finished shopping is sitting on the mall bench figuring out peoples lives.. ahh quiet interesting what you come up with.
my dad keeps asking when ill get sick of it.. my answer is NOW!
December? my opinion, its the worst season to go shopping! for all those late bloomers who decide its time to do Christmas shopping a day before Christmas.. i HATE you. stop being lazy.
i can now say i own a dress, very proud. I've never really been one to wear dresses although i'm happy i got this one.
one really fun game to do once you finished shopping is sitting on the mall bench figuring out peoples lives.. ahh quiet interesting what you come up with.
missle toe
ahh.. Christmas.. another holiday devoted to forcing you to spend a day with family that you never see, not because they live half way around the world but because they are just a huge pain in the ASS! not to mention the Aunt who thinks you are still 6years old and you favorite thing in life is a barbie.
i guess there are some plus sides to Christmas.. like the food, over eating on Christmas day is as common as a chocolate factory making chocolate. so being 5dress sizes bigger than you were on Christmas eve.. well uhh.. that's just GREAT.
and there is the wonderful missle toe, being caught under something that forces you to kiss that pimply stalker boy who has been in love with you since 1st grade all because of one innocent game of kiss catch.. well it screwed your life up.
just to wrap it up.. MERRY CHRISTMAS !
i guess there are some plus sides to Christmas.. like the food, over eating on Christmas day is as common as a chocolate factory making chocolate. so being 5dress sizes bigger than you were on Christmas eve.. well uhh.. that's just GREAT.
and there is the wonderful missle toe, being caught under something that forces you to kiss that pimply stalker boy who has been in love with you since 1st grade all because of one innocent game of kiss catch.. well it screwed your life up.
just to wrap it up.. MERRY CHRISTMAS !
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