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.

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.

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.

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.