I was about to write a blog but forgot what my point of wiritng this blog was about... so this was kind of pointless. But I have a couple things to chat to myself about...
So just recently I found out that a friend is having sexual intercourse. Now I found this interesting as it was with her life. This was stated in her personal message thing on msn. "fml" was the exact words, actually letters used. I found this peculiar so I thought you may as well. Haha
My mum also was looking at the marfan syndrome. You may ask why. But I may also say i do not want to tell you. But then there would be no point in telling you that my mother was looking up the marfan syndrome.
Anyway, I will tell you. It is for my brother. She thinks he has it haha. That was a rather uneventful end to my story. Sorry for leading you on haha.
Now, for you regualr readers (if there is any haha) you will notice that my grammer has changed. That is because i have become less lazy hahaha. This blog has been very eventful. Yet not dramatic.
I'll try harder next time..
Sunday, February 28, 2010
Saturday, February 27, 2010
Frozen Coke
yesterday in my lunch break i was starving after i had downed my quater chicken and meat pie. so i thought i would go and by a packet of salt and vingar chips. and to my joy iga had them ahha. but this was no ordenary chip packet. it was a large. and only 2 bucks. what a bargin!!
anyway i rationlised my eating of the chips through the res tof my two hours. and when i finished i thought i may as well buy a coke because it was hot i and i was thiristy.
i didnt drink much and i waited for mum for half an hour so i decided i would like a cold coke. so i wacked it in the freezer. but my memory is dodgy. so i forgot about it ahah.
i remembered about it this morning and spent and hour or two breathing on it so it would melt ahha. it took a while.
im pretty bored at this moment so there is no point to write or read this. but you have so sucked in. i wasted about 5 minutes on your day on a coke story which was quite uneventful and now your reading this little rant on anything ahah, oooo it just started to rain.
anyway... i think i may go
untill next time...
anyway i rationlised my eating of the chips through the res tof my two hours. and when i finished i thought i may as well buy a coke because it was hot i and i was thiristy.
i didnt drink much and i waited for mum for half an hour so i decided i would like a cold coke. so i wacked it in the freezer. but my memory is dodgy. so i forgot about it ahah.
i remembered about it this morning and spent and hour or two breathing on it so it would melt ahha. it took a while.
im pretty bored at this moment so there is no point to write or read this. but you have so sucked in. i wasted about 5 minutes on your day on a coke story which was quite uneventful and now your reading this little rant on anything ahah, oooo it just started to rain.
anyway... i think i may go
untill next time...
A Singaporian Priest...
i have just come back from a mass that i was told that i was going to go to in 15 minutes.
i dont peticularly enjoy mass. its the same old same old, but today something different happened. the priest helper lad, ahha, in the the homily decided he would tell everyone on how he found the fate.
this was a good story.. unitll he decided to never end it. it became such a bore, i even think the preist fell asleep.
but ig uess it was a good mass. but now i like the normal stuff ahah.
so far i told you about when i moved here and my day at working at the pharmacy.
and my father just decided to annoy me by moving the wireless mouse, which is in another room.
this is the other half of my life...
i was born in canberra, do not remember much about it. moved to wagga when i was some age i dont know. i can vagly remember my preschool, it was calleed kookaburaa.
around this time my mum fell pregnant to my sister phoebe, and her twin, sarah. i dont really like to talk about this much but mum had a misscarragie. still to this day i think about having another sister. if she would be different to phoebe or what. i remember her funeral. i was running around like it was a park. shit. now looking back on it i should of paid more respect. i dont think about it much, but thinking about it now it has probably made a big impact on my life
i rememeber my first day of kindergarten. i only knew one person through a family friend but no one else. most of that year i hated school and had no friends.
year 1 i had a teacher who was rumored to be the worst in the school. the one thing bad about her that i can remember was she didnt let you have elbows on the table aha. bt sometime durignthe first term she went on holidays and broke her arm and didnt return for the rest of the year. this year i met up with one of my best mates. and we have been best mates ever since.
year two i cant really remember much of.. besides trying to learn japanese.
year 3 i moved, to tumut. i was nervous as hell on my first day. i remeber trying to find where my classroom was with my mum and dad and then trying to find the teacher. once we found the teacher we showed to a guy. from that day on we have been friends. the rest of my primary years went by making friends and losing friends. thats about it,
highschool started years 7 and 8 i do not remember one bit.
year nine was the best year so far.
i had a great group of friends, was doing pretty well in school and loving life. then around mothers day i found out my mum was pregnant again. i thought it was a big joke. then a couple months later i found out i was moving. it was the worst news ever.
looking back on it, it probably hasnt been as bad as i thought. met heaps of new people, made new friends and everything is sweet.
if i stayed in tumut.... i would probably packing for boarding school. something i did not want to do.
so.. thats basically my lofe story...
untill next time...
i dont peticularly enjoy mass. its the same old same old, but today something different happened. the priest helper lad, ahha, in the the homily decided he would tell everyone on how he found the fate.
this was a good story.. unitll he decided to never end it. it became such a bore, i even think the preist fell asleep.
but ig uess it was a good mass. but now i like the normal stuff ahah.
so far i told you about when i moved here and my day at working at the pharmacy.
and my father just decided to annoy me by moving the wireless mouse, which is in another room.
this is the other half of my life...
i was born in canberra, do not remember much about it. moved to wagga when i was some age i dont know. i can vagly remember my preschool, it was calleed kookaburaa.
around this time my mum fell pregnant to my sister phoebe, and her twin, sarah. i dont really like to talk about this much but mum had a misscarragie. still to this day i think about having another sister. if she would be different to phoebe or what. i remember her funeral. i was running around like it was a park. shit. now looking back on it i should of paid more respect. i dont think about it much, but thinking about it now it has probably made a big impact on my life
i rememeber my first day of kindergarten. i only knew one person through a family friend but no one else. most of that year i hated school and had no friends.
year 1 i had a teacher who was rumored to be the worst in the school. the one thing bad about her that i can remember was she didnt let you have elbows on the table aha. bt sometime durignthe first term she went on holidays and broke her arm and didnt return for the rest of the year. this year i met up with one of my best mates. and we have been best mates ever since.
year two i cant really remember much of.. besides trying to learn japanese.
year 3 i moved, to tumut. i was nervous as hell on my first day. i remeber trying to find where my classroom was with my mum and dad and then trying to find the teacher. once we found the teacher we showed to a guy. from that day on we have been friends. the rest of my primary years went by making friends and losing friends. thats about it,
highschool started years 7 and 8 i do not remember one bit.
year nine was the best year so far.
i had a great group of friends, was doing pretty well in school and loving life. then around mothers day i found out my mum was pregnant again. i thought it was a big joke. then a couple months later i found out i was moving. it was the worst news ever.
looking back on it, it probably hasnt been as bad as i thought. met heaps of new people, made new friends and everything is sweet.
if i stayed in tumut.... i would probably packing for boarding school. something i did not want to do.
so.. thats basically my lofe story...
untill next time...
Friday, February 26, 2010
Melting
I am writting this as i suck on a day old jelly bean and melt. i am meant to be finishing off my english assessment. but assessments are gay. so yerrr
i had to work today. met another new junior. she is completly different from the other one. she was all shy and nervous looking. i feel sorry for the new juniors having to do all the cleaning, i know how it feels, it can be shit.
i am being distracted as i can hear my mum yelling at my brother about him dating someone. haha. funny stuff.
i also a lady with scabies today, she looked derroish, ahha, when i was serving her i let someone use the cash register before me, and she started having a hissy fit because she had somewhere to be, she should of been at home treating the scabbies. i hate those type of people. angry and sick people. and later on about four emo looking people came in. one asked if we sold panadol. ITS A BLOODY PHARMACY WHAT DO YOU THINK WE SELL?? i also hate stupid people.
i also signed up for soccer again this year. yewww, hell excited for it to start. hopefully it is under 17s as i dont wanna play with the men this year haha.
i think i need a fan in this room. its bloody hot.
so i will leave it here.
untill next time..
i had to work today. met another new junior. she is completly different from the other one. she was all shy and nervous looking. i feel sorry for the new juniors having to do all the cleaning, i know how it feels, it can be shit.
i am being distracted as i can hear my mum yelling at my brother about him dating someone. haha. funny stuff.
i also a lady with scabies today, she looked derroish, ahha, when i was serving her i let someone use the cash register before me, and she started having a hissy fit because she had somewhere to be, she should of been at home treating the scabbies. i hate those type of people. angry and sick people. and later on about four emo looking people came in. one asked if we sold panadol. ITS A BLOODY PHARMACY WHAT DO YOU THINK WE SELL?? i also hate stupid people.
i also signed up for soccer again this year. yewww, hell excited for it to start. hopefully it is under 17s as i dont wanna play with the men this year haha.
i think i need a fan in this room. its bloody hot.
so i will leave it here.
untill next time..
CopyCat
Okay, i have decided to do this after reading some friends blogs and decided that this will be a way to let go of some stuff that just floats around in my head, annoying me at any moment.
I guess i should start at the start. moving to batemans bay. at the time of moving i thought that my life was over. i had great friends, was going well at school, and just loving life.
i enjoyed a new town and finding out the new places around, but school was something that was.. was something i did not want to do. i used to be able to walk to school in 10 minutes, now i have to catch a bus ten to eight in the morning with a shit load of people who i wouldnt know from a pole in the street. the first day of school i was shitting my pants, the first thing a teacher said to me was "tuck in your shirt" and as i walked in to my first homeroom all i can remember is being nervous as hell and having all eyes staring and judging me. i can only remember trying to look straight ahead and ignore all the laughs that seemed to be at me.
at recess on the first day i was held back in maths to talk to the teacher about what i had done. my friends left to sit where they normally do and i was in a school ten times as big as my old one. i must of looked like a dickhead, i was freaked. i was pacing up and down the oval because i did not know where anything else was. finally someone in my year spotted me. i had no idea how she knew me but i was so thankful she did. she took me to my friends and that was that. all i can remember from the first day.
for the next half a year i hated school. it was the worst thing. i dont think i said more than 5 words in that half year. but then i met 3 people in science who changed school for me. i started enjoying school, i had some people who were actual friends, just like the ones i left behind.
now im going off track here but i need to say this. i hate dickheads who always assume shit or say shit to be cool. i remember in one re class a quote from a fellow classmate "oh, but they are bum buddys" just because we are good mates does not mean we are having sex. i could say the same thing about you and all your friends you fucking dickhead.
sorry but that had been annoying me for a long, long time. just stupid comments like that really piss me off.
now im sitting here trying to think of to say.... im watching the biggest loser while eating chocolate HA!
i dont know how some of my friends in tumut feel. but i feel like im losing contact with them, i like talking to them and finding out whats happening, this may sound gay but i do. the thing is that i had been friends with these guys for ages and we had many memories together, but it seems like im the only one who thought they were memories, but on the other hand, some of them still keep in contact and we can still talk about anything.
a new junior started at work today. i remember how scared i was when i started, just like at school, i didnt talk much. i did what i had to do, got paid, and went home. now i am more myself at work but this new junior was completly different to me. he asked questions and didnt look nervous, maybe it was just that we new each other outside of work that maybe made him more comfortable.
i tired my best not to make him do all the work, because i remember when i started and was told to vacuum the shop. it was shit.
so thats all have to rant about at this moment, but i also hope my partents do not get ahold of this haha.
so i guess i have to thank the two friends and their blogs
till next time...
I guess i should start at the start. moving to batemans bay. at the time of moving i thought that my life was over. i had great friends, was going well at school, and just loving life.
i enjoyed a new town and finding out the new places around, but school was something that was.. was something i did not want to do. i used to be able to walk to school in 10 minutes, now i have to catch a bus ten to eight in the morning with a shit load of people who i wouldnt know from a pole in the street. the first day of school i was shitting my pants, the first thing a teacher said to me was "tuck in your shirt" and as i walked in to my first homeroom all i can remember is being nervous as hell and having all eyes staring and judging me. i can only remember trying to look straight ahead and ignore all the laughs that seemed to be at me.
at recess on the first day i was held back in maths to talk to the teacher about what i had done. my friends left to sit where they normally do and i was in a school ten times as big as my old one. i must of looked like a dickhead, i was freaked. i was pacing up and down the oval because i did not know where anything else was. finally someone in my year spotted me. i had no idea how she knew me but i was so thankful she did. she took me to my friends and that was that. all i can remember from the first day.
for the next half a year i hated school. it was the worst thing. i dont think i said more than 5 words in that half year. but then i met 3 people in science who changed school for me. i started enjoying school, i had some people who were actual friends, just like the ones i left behind.
now im going off track here but i need to say this. i hate dickheads who always assume shit or say shit to be cool. i remember in one re class a quote from a fellow classmate "oh, but they are bum buddys" just because we are good mates does not mean we are having sex. i could say the same thing about you and all your friends you fucking dickhead.
sorry but that had been annoying me for a long, long time. just stupid comments like that really piss me off.
now im sitting here trying to think of to say.... im watching the biggest loser while eating chocolate HA!
i dont know how some of my friends in tumut feel. but i feel like im losing contact with them, i like talking to them and finding out whats happening, this may sound gay but i do. the thing is that i had been friends with these guys for ages and we had many memories together, but it seems like im the only one who thought they were memories, but on the other hand, some of them still keep in contact and we can still talk about anything.
a new junior started at work today. i remember how scared i was when i started, just like at school, i didnt talk much. i did what i had to do, got paid, and went home. now i am more myself at work but this new junior was completly different to me. he asked questions and didnt look nervous, maybe it was just that we new each other outside of work that maybe made him more comfortable.
i tired my best not to make him do all the work, because i remember when i started and was told to vacuum the shop. it was shit.
so thats all have to rant about at this moment, but i also hope my partents do not get ahold of this haha.
so i guess i have to thank the two friends and their blogs
till next time...
Subscribe to:
Posts (Atom)