Haha ... *guilty look*
 
Six or so months since I've updated, and I can't even use the last year of high school as an excuse. Mostly because I'm such a lazy arse and sit around instead of doing any schoolwork. Of course, then I have the nerve to get upset when I don't get the highest mark in the class XD

I'm back here for a bit because one of my favourite writers relocated her stuff here, and I realised I hadn't written anything in so long. I suck at this place though. It's a shame.

I just finished watching Jurassic Bark, one of my favourite episodes of Futurama ever. I cry like a child at the end every time, its kind of sad. Oh, and I saw Angels and Demons today.

I won't complain too much, but seriously, did they have to cut so much out? All the little subplots were gone. Intricate details. But then again, thats why the books are there, for those details. Like Harrrrrrry Potter. Speaking of which, they have a giant Draco poster down at my cinema.

I melted.

And I've totally called shotgun on it.

Oh, and I've fallen in love with Merlin. Meoooowwww.

Life updates anyway, not much has changed. I guess. Eh, don't know. Will write more later.

It's been a few days since I've written anything, but oh well. I've been actually doing stuff surprisingly.

Before I start on that, I'll explain about Eric. He's the name I gave to my headaches. Was the first name that popped into my head, so I stuck with it. Sometimes I think he's getting worse, and he's around seemingly all the time. Like right now. Maybe its dehydration, I don't know. All I know is that they're bloody painful and bad.

Anyway, back to these events. Saw Twilight, fangirled my way through it quite happily. Saw it again the next day as well. Slept out on my friends deck, got bitten by some mozzies. Looked like absolute crap the next day, went shopping in a supersized Supernatural tshirt and very baggy board shirts. Hair was mussed up, no makeup and yuck looking skin. Yeah I felt beautiful.

Managed to waste money on some presents, and was absolutely horrified by the prices of Birch Caroll and Coyle. Seriously. At the cineplex in Viccy Point, its about 5.50 for students. So 2 people should be easily paid by 15 dollars. You can also grab a coke or something with that. Well at Birch Caroll and Coyle, guess what? Student tickets are $12 each. So it was $24 dollars. I was shocked. My mate paid for it because I like broke, but even me, the giant scab felt slightly guilty. And the cinemas themselves are small and kinda crappy. So I wasn't impressed. Really.

I might write more when I don't feel so crappy.

Dammnnn, I love that show. Supernatural. It's hard to describe the love and happiness that radiates straight out of the tv and into my soul, but I suppose it can be summed up into two words. HAPPY LOVE!!!!!


We had our third marathon, for the third season. Stocked up on junk food, paraded around in our fashionable pyjamas and dimmed the lights in my cramped dog hair infested living room and began the ultimate show of happiness. Sometimes I worry about us.

But it wasn't as worrying as us self proclaimed manly men whimpering and gushing over videos of kittens meowing and purring. Seriously, it was horrifying how a small animal could reduce us into complete and utter stereotypical girls. We also killed time by watching Zero Punctuation, (I highly recommend it!) and giggling over nothing.

Scariest moment of the night occurred around midnight, and we meandered outside to wake up a tad. Standing like idiots on my driveway while the others cuddled up in their (my) blanket, Bee pointed out that my neighbour was watching us. As an idiot, I turned around only to see a dark shape against the window, determinedly glaring at us. I freaked out like the hidden coward that I am, and started a round of frightened giggles. As a result, we went back inside. Sleep was eventually had.

Cue me waking up to the bloody sound of my mother pounding wooden blocks into my bed or something. Imagine you're bloody tired, uncomfortable and on the lingering edge of the joyness of peaceful sleep. Then imagine someone starting a freaking jackhammer that drills straight into your core. Yeah, I wasn't happy.

Bee's sister ended up coming around and we communicated in weird high pitched voices that make us sound like retarded wombats on crack. My dogs were adored as they paraded around for attention and hoping desperately for some small morsel of food. Yeah, Sandy also shed his dog hair absolutely everywhere.

Alas, I forgot to mention that multiple crappy photos that we took with Elle's camera. Some of them we look good, others, like the one with yours truly who was searching for the remote and is spilling her lack of cleavage everywhere in the shot while harbouring an expression that makes one look like I was being buttraped with a freaking broom managed to not be deleted. Yeah, my friends liked that shot.

My perverted comments and lewd remarks wearied my friends greatly, much to my great pleasure.

And one more tidbit, we loved the gag reel for Season 3. "I miss your musk..." as spoken by Jensen to Jared made us explode.

Ciao.

This morning, it was bloody hot. My room gets no bloody circulation, no matter even if I have the fan on high and all the windows open. (Except the kind of main one, as to have this open means exposing my room to the world ... and generally me, in my crappy pyjamas/underwear.)

But either way, the fan does nothing. Seriously. It's one of those fans where the highest setting is like the lowest on another fan. Blergh. While I'm bitching about my room, I have to mention the lock thing. Seriously. My room is the ONLY one in the house where the bloody lock doesn't work. Yeah thats right, anyone can walk in even if I lock it. It drives me insane. I like my privacy, and I don't feel safe walking around in my underwear in my own room!

Mostly because my brother kind of has an old habit of barging in. Awkward times have been had. Let us leave it at that and never ever revisit it again.

But anyway, I went to a mates place and loved the aircon. He suggested we walk to his corner store for food, and in my stupidity I went along. Bloody hell, the sun hates me. I swear it seeks me out with its hot little scorching hands and grabs my skin. Okay maybe not. But thats what if felt like.

Anyway, it was alright because like always, he paid for all the food and carried it home. I adamantly refuse to help out with anything really, I'm not sure why he puts up with it. I think I'm the worst best friend around.

Moving on, the pool was good. I've been living in pools the last couple of days. At dads anyway, my mothers pool is green. Completely. So I try to go in everyone else's as much as I can. I slathered on the sunscreen like there was no tomorrow, I'm not having a repeat of what happened at Straddie. (Most painful sunburn I've ever ever had in my entire life. ... It was worth it ... almost.)

After lazing around doing nothing but watching Black Books and South Park, we somehow ended up in the lounge without the air con. I think mainly because his parents came home and it is just plain weird to be in the same room as them. I tattooed his hand with a random pen he'd been using to make a christmas list, and it kept running dry. So his hand was covered in weird designs of blue streaky shit. I was quite proud in the end sadly enough.

While I'm mentioning his house, I have to mention his dog. This weird little fat thing who is kinda cute, but hates it whenever we go near each other. Seriously, she growls and tries to bite us if we even have freaking skin contact. Makes it bad because I'm naturally a touchy person, so she really doesn't like me much.

Alright, thats enough for now, I should go back to watching One Piece or something.

Ah, the joys of childhood memories swirling back at you. Sometimes they come from a sight, a smell, a sound ... or to be more specific, the loading of an old childhood game called Unreal Tournament. The original. From 1999. Sudenly the memories of killing and maiming others in delightful glee all rushed back to me this afternoon as I indulged in a three way killathon with my father and brother.

Gotta love it.


P.S I so totally kicked arse ... sort of ... well, they're just Godlike so I think I rank slightly under that.

Blerrggghh, I've got this issue with my mate right now. I've explained it to a few people, one didn't quite understand it, the other one just accepted it easily.

The problem is,  this guy, he kind of mucked me over before. Just after I screwed him over, but for different reasons. I'm not the innocent one here either, I know I did hurt him. But he turned and did something that pissed me off, and he's been regretting it ever since. I know that, but its like every time I talk to him, I want to hurt him. Mess with him. Lead him on, make him pay. I can be quite the bitch when I try.

So I told him I'll leave him alone. Until it stops. Until whenever every time I talk to him, I don't have the urge to make sarcastic remarks or snide little comments, until I don't feel like flirting to an extreme degree and then doing it with someone else in front of him and all that. My friend asked why I can't just make myself not mess with him, and I tried to explain it. It takes a shitload of effort to pretend things are cool and we're exactly the same, but its not really genuine. And I suck at acting genuine when I'm not right in the head.

So I'll see how it goes. Maybe time away will help. Maybe it won't. I don't know. I'll just have to wait and see.

Man, I really am a bitch.

I haven't written anything here in so bloody long, it ain't even funny.

I figured I might as well post something during the hours of boredom where I can't find anything to do on the internet, or don't have access to the library. Or if I just feel like spilling stuff.

I'm at my dads right now, talking to Jackie Boy. Something about giving said boy a makeover and going shopping. Oh, and I've officially adopted him as my brother as well, just because I was bored. He ain't really got much on MontyMilo though, as much as he annoys me.

I've got this song playing that makes me cry basically, Nocturne in G Minor by Chopin. It's just the kind of piano that makes you think about somber memories and the bad times. Like Mad World really. I do love it though, it's very well done. It's weird how songs can influence your mood easily. Usually when I'm really down, I don't want to go back up so I purposely play these kinds of songs.

I might as well be honest here, trying to be positive and going out and actually trying and everything is a shit load of work. It doesn't take much energy to sit and not move, though it drains you emotionally, but in a way that is completely different to trying to be happy and failing. It's weird when I know if you try to look happy, try to have a good time you might end up actually feeling better, but because I know how much it takes out of me, sometimes I don't want to try. I really just don't want to. Not that good really.

I will write more when I have more to say that won't pull me down any further.

Bye for now.

Well I was having a good day, was at my friend Elle's untill this arvo
Now both my best friends are angry at me, one i know why, the other one i have no idea, so im feeling a bit glum.
the weekend was pretty good, my friend Jamie stayed over friday night, we went to the movies saturday night, though the people in front of us got the last tickets so we bummed around for a while
and then i went back to Elenas and stayed on the internet till 2am *flails* 
Today we mucked around a bit, went back on the net, watched SUPERNATURAL!! for a while and went on the net some more

and annoyed her brother :D

So yeah pretty good weekend untill my best friends got mad.

Well this is my first entry, and I think its pretty cool, like an online diary. Oh wait, thats basically what it is, except others can read it!
Well currently we have a math exam tommorow, have barely studied, our teacher is so retarded!

School was barely passable, we were made to play soccer in the boiling heat, and oh I suck at soccer! and it was harmony day so i stuck a tatoo on my stomach.  I almost fell asleep at lunch, coz it got boring. 

Well as first entry goes, this was mainly a complaining one, coz im in a complaining mood. *complains more*
the only highlight of the day was being all fan girl with Brittany and Elena, coz i always feel better when I'm around them.

Ill post when I get the chance :D