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Life works in the most unexpected ways.
I was feeling the slightest bit down I got 11/15 for my speech. I wasn't disappointed about the mark just the fact that I've been getting the same mark 3 years in a row XD So yeah, and the amount of people who did really well was depressing XD
However I was recently sent a notice from the post office about a registered post I had to pick up directly at the post office. I was pretty peeved, who was selfish enough to force me all the way to the post office just to pick up their flimsy mail. I was pretty sure it was probably an anthrax lined letter bomb too : O
So yesterday I went to the post office after school. It was hot and I was pretty irked from my mark and the insufferable weather. I went to the counter showed them my bus pass as identification and I saw him pull out the little package labelled Girlfriend. I thought "OH MY GOD, i walked in 35 degree heat so I could pick up a god forsaken ..what a perfume sample?!" So i took it and stormed out of the post office.
When outside whilst slowly walking (to avoid any unexpected nasty bumps) I read it. Shock. Two months ago Amy told me to enter a competitoin from Girlfriend magazine online. We were to name our favourite body spray out of a collection which GF was advertising. I saw the collection and I never heard of it, so figuring Ive got nothing to lose I LIED and entered.
One of them was called "Lola" so my answer was "Lola. It makes every girl feel like a modern day lolita" LMFAO what I was reading lolita at the time! I sent to amy and she expressed concern about the association to lolita lmfao. Not that it stopped me, I clicked enter and it whisked away.
Turns out my misleading answer got runners up :O And being a runner-up I won TWO $500 Westfield giftcards. I was like ....OMFG. I stopped for a moment, I peeked inside the bag and there it was two shiny red cards. I was ecstatic.
I walked home with a plastered smile on my face.
I told my mum expecting her to expect me to give her half the money or something but she didn't she just called me a "lek lui i.e. good girl" :P Lol she was also nicer to me though : P Lmao I told her "Don't worry mum your actions have not gone unnoticed, I'll buy you a box of chocolates" LMAO I win $1000 and I buy my mum a box of chocolates. Aunty Joyce wanted me to buy a tv for the entire familys enjoyment but I hadt to tell her I didnt watch tv, especially in this crucial year.
IVE DECIDED HOW TO USE MY MONEY :D
1. LG PRADA PHONE . + $30 credit AHHHHH :D Like omfg ! I havent had a phone for like 3 months :D Im so excited cos it's such a cool phone too ! :) $670
2. Hi-Top shoes from HYPE :D YAY ! Max. $150
3. Bride Stripped Bare by Anonymous (Book) $25
4. "A Girl's Guide to Vampires" for Amy because she was the one who told me to enter : ) $35?
5. OH DEAR A WALLET LMFAO $30 ?
670 + 150 + 60 + 30 = 910
HOLY CRAP I STILL HAVE $90 TO BUY CLOTHES/TEXTBOOKS LMFAO ! :D
Lmao at the oxymoron there, clothes/textbooks.
I'm so excited. I'm so grateful for this ! Like omg.. I knew I couldnt ask my parents for a phone because it would be really selfish to ask jsut because i LOST my phone, so i didn't. And now because of my tactful answer, I can support my own weight? :D AND WITH STYLE... AHHHH PRADA PHONE ! :D
I don't know it's just amazing :) I'm going to buy alot of school stationery too so I can like.. be organised. I dont know yet ! :D I'm going to buy my present this Saturday ! I think :) Oh my god... X) Gleeful Sigh..
Today I was discussing the asian orthodoxy of mandatory piano lessons at youth. I then realised that our household keyboard that we kindly loaned to someone IS STILL BORROWED. Like lady how long does it take to turn your son into some prodigal music genius and thus forth purchase him a PIANO?! Stingy sod give me back my first keyboard !
Anyways I got huffy puffy and I subsequently decided to consult my mum in a stomry confrontation about our missing instrument. So I did I stormed in but into a room where my mum was very peacefully sleeping. Okay. Under what I perceive as 'normal' circumstances I would've woken her up and demanded reimbursement for the musicless atmosphere around the home instead I walked back out quietly.
Im growing to respect my mother lmfao. Which must strike you as odd since we're taught to respect our parents since we were attached to at least one of them by an umbilical cord. Lmao but I guess I mean re-respecting her 'cos I'm just pulling my leg out of the teen angst wading pool : ) Nice to know huh? I like this feeling too. I mean I can't say mum and I are on (yn) terms, I wouldn't and haven't told her about Ben lmao, she still lives in her own dreamy world where I might get together with RONALD lmfao. Mum keep dreaming. Ronald is a lucky guy he's like every mums ideal boyfriend for their daughters. The ones the dad will keep scooping up food for them during dinner cos they like him so much : p I honestly think my mum's in love with Ronald lmfao. "OH Edwina look at the way Ronald drives ! Isn't he good?" "Is that Ronald? Ronald leng jai jor wo (Ronald's become better looking)" LIKE MUM.
Anyways that's all I liked this realisation so I wanted to share it with the little band of readers I have here on Vox : )
What's your favorite hangover cure?
Submitted by Soup.
I don't know yet ! Wait until my first hangover and I'll tell you : )
Ah the words of a sweet sixteen'r whos tastebuds retch on their baby tastebuds when alcohol washes them in painful regurgitation. Jealous ? :)
I like Vox. It's not really like other blogging sites, Vox is more of a community. It brings people together and they just dont dump you with a convenient blogging domain, they encourage input from the bloggers to with like QOTD and the Show Me thingy :)
That's really cool.
Anyways today was the Bladerunner study day ! :D I got up rather unwillingly due to my complete abhorrence of any sort of disturbance to my sleep. Soon after Vee called and informed me she would be slightly late : D So I had half an hour more at home :)
I arrived at Pendle Hill Station only to find out I had to catch a bus. Urrrgh : p Nah I didn't mind, I spent some more time with Fred ( the Rubik's Cube for those joining ) and read a bit more about the exhibitions in the MCA.
Arrived at Parramatta and noticed Vee wasn't there yet. Odd well not really she was usually slightly late anyways. So it came to me as a shock when I saw Kylie like 508340983 metres away. I couldn't actually see her but I could tell from her physique (lmfao) that it was her, plus she dressed like Kylie too : p Also bumped into Eddie who I assumed was with Kylie at the time. She told me she was shopping, so early in the morning lmao. She told me I dressed like an old person T T" Oh well : D At least I could fool someone about being a secretary.
Okay soon after spotted Vee and Dunja. Lmao bid Kylieddie farewell and left. We went to the Tree of Life in search of answers surrounding the mystery of the hair braiding thingy : ) Lmao we bought groovy bracelets where a colour would symbolise something that one would attain if the bracelet was to break. Being greedy (I think) we bought the rainbow one's which would just bring great luck with everything when broken. They're so uber cool, i love 'em! :D
Okay so we went to 711 to grab a slurpee : ) Vee got ripped off as she didnt fill the cup until it was flowing at the rim = =" Oh well :D
It felt like quite a long walk to Dunja's place but it really wasn't : O
At her place we watched Bladerunner. Oh man, it's really truly not a half bad movie lmao. The ending was a bit abrupt and incoherent but it was still a good movie. And Vee it's not just credible for its sex scenes : p Lmao at the very sexually frustrated Harrison Ford "TELL ME THAT YOU WANT ME" : D I'm so disappointed we have to study this movie of all movies T T"
Lmao.
We cooked pasta. Well really Vee and Dunja cooked pasta. I merely chopped the tomatoes and beated the eggs. Woohoo I did some stirring though : | I'm so worried all my friends have the ability of cooking a meal by themselves and I'm still peeling the wrappers of microwave meals T T"
Watched a bit of Arizona Dream, good yet a bit awkward since there was a conflict of interests. As if anyone would choose that senile old woman over her daughter. Johnny Depp I finally understand is devastatingly handsome. Not good looking but perhaps charming to the point where you want to keep looking at him. Kind of like Reese Myer or something from Match Point which we also watched. Man I thought it was a romantic comedy and it turns out to be some odd obsession movie thats deemed similar to the Talented Mr. Ripley. Sigh - -"
Alot of photos. Some MSN'ing.
Today was a good day :) Lmao I love Dunja's house, I love her bookshelves upstairs it's lovely : ) I love how homey it is too. I love how just about every herb available is at their disposal in their cupboard or their herbs garden : O I love her paranoid bird too : D
Hehe left at 6:30 with Vee so she could make it home in time for Friends and TopModel.
The bus ride was awkward this woman got up to move and i let her pass me and I was already very compromised in position and then the guy in front tells her he's also getting off so she STAYS put. And omg the way we were standing I was literally SODOMISING the woman and she didnt even care that she had a stranger pressed up against her backsdie like what the heck. Talk about pushing sexualities on people ! Man very awkward stood like that for a minute or so = ="
Walked home and here I am :)
Okay that might be what Vivienne would call an 'emo' blog.
Unsurprisingly enough, I can't feel that same indignance I did yesterday.. today :) I don't know I suppose it's all vented out and what's left is just someone who knows better. If I actually know better is something I'm not really sure of though.
I remember hearing "people go through bad times to become stronger and wiser" I don't remember where I heard it either. I'm positive it was just yesterday I heard it but I have absolutely no recollection what source I heard it from. However, it's such a lovely saying. Lol why? I think it's reassuring, that we're all experiencing these predicaments and its not for nothing. I mean yeah there's all was some degree of self-growth but put in THAT way. The fact you become all the more strong and wise, holy crap man wisdom! I want to be someone wise one day, kind of like old Atticus from To Kill A Mockingbird. That was a good novel. Anyways yes that kind of wise, the one who keeps their cool at all times but when displeased, their silence is like deathly! That kind, the one with all the right decisions, the dependable uber cool one :)
Today I played Pachebel's Canon on repeat. The whole day through. And true to Mr Jack's word, I couldn't tire of it. It's somewhat an infinite song it shouldn't end. If you do the melody lingers with you haunting you until you hear it next. I like the song now, I've matured a little bit more since I last heard it when I was curious with the notion that someone could listen to a song for hours on end. It's a good, and it really is beneficial for studying, it sets the mood. It makes me feel all the more academic because when I hear the song, I envisage this Renaissance kind of scene with intellects spread about appreciating knowledge. Wait am I being completely anachronistic, was Renaissance even the knowledge era. Hmm hmm should be :) If I'm wrong then let's sub Renaissance for the Enlightenment Era .. or is that wrong too? I'm no history buff : ) At least I'm not like that fellow that said History was bunk. That's not cool .
I did some Eco work today :) I really wished I had finished it but I guess I can only blame myself XD Ahaha (Trying to laugh like that laughing girl in Kanon) Oh well I plan to finish first chapter today :)
Went Chinese Takeaway and did some more work. I think I freaked the waiting customers out a little bit from the unknown source of Canon that sounded their ears. I brought my laptop you see : )
Okay really hot at the moment.
Have fun flogging the dolphin my fair readers !
I hate my petty female hormonal reactions.
I hate the bitter jealousy I have over something that is quite literally nothing. I hate this constant insecurity. I hate the vanity embedded inherently in all females. I hate being credited for something I really don't deserve.
I hate knowing that my sudden hate spree can only be justified because the time of blogging is when most of the Australian population is asleep.
Love. &Sneeze
Today was my first day back at Pre Uni. I was rather taken aback when Harry informed me it started today, yesterday. I to be honest didn't want to go back. However I attended, for the sake of my HSC. It was the least I could do, and it's the most I have done. My Economics notes are at a very impressive length of ONE page at the moment. I just don't like notes, but they are so vital to me. Don't get me wrong though my fellow economists, I love my Edonomics. (HAHAH who gets the PUN?!) I extract more pleasure writing eco notes than I do writing my Ancient History notes. A LOT more pleasure.
I feel this block in my mind again. It's this dense cloud that hangs above my mind, barring words I wish to say, to share from coming out. I hate it. I've realised days of my loss for words is sporadic, days whereby words are effused profusely out of me seldom occur. Those days I with little acknowledgement, cherish.
I woke up this morning five minutes before the train arrived at Pendle Hill Station well done. I called my mum and she threw an angry parent fit at me about being irresponsible and an embarassment so so forth and anything else parents can possibly throw at you to help mould you all the more in the appropriate shape for a PSYCHOLOGISTS CHAIR. My shrink will hear a great deal about my mother. Anyways I thought it was rather unfair, Edward only woke me up at 9:25, I have the inkling suspicion that his call was due much earlier. Anyways sweet mother then goes on to tell me she even set the alarm. Which at that moment I remembered, I remembered waking up at 8 something.. and staring right at the alarm. What I don't remember is whether or not I switched it off, because if I had that would mean that I indeed was the one to blame. So I returned to my room to have a check, the alarm was indeed set to 8 something.. and the alarm thing was switched OFF. Meaning I had woken up and switched it off.. okay. Do you hate that feeling? Building up this inner-image that you were being unjustly victimised when really you had imposed that upon yourself? Okay .. so I sat and stared for a moment, and then I did something. I turned the switch to ON so as to fool anyone by to think I had actually acknowledged the alarm and swithced it foff. Bad thing to do, but I have a pride that I want to remain unscathed until I die. Especially if the potential scar is from my mother, she can't do anything to my pride.
So there you have it folks a self commentary on humanity. Rather than accpeting truth and acknowledging the wrong impressions of one self , we would rather conceal all evidence of this stumble.
Anyways as you may have gathered I was rather sleepy per se to the fact that I'm ALWAYS sleepy in the mornings. The amount of hours never suffice to my greedy needs of sleep.
So Aunt Joyce drove me, I told her to take me to Homebush Boys and I'd direct her from there. Instead at the opening she drives straight by, and at the next opening and the next and the next and then she asks me which way do I turn. When I informed her that she was supposed to take me to Homebush Boys she in a flurry explained on and on about how she told me I was supposed to tell her since the moment she said "We're in Flemington now". I feel like no one LISTENS to me. I'm so glad that this self-absorbed teenage phase has set in now. No one listens to me, why is that? The important things I have to say are not given a second notice how every my personal self-mumblings are observed to the minute detail.
Why is that? Why do I have to repeat everything I say at least twice for all of you. When I get a boyfriend, he's a listener. Even though i too am a listener and thus there would be a spate of comfortable silences but honestly.
If you won't listen to me, I won't listen to you properly either. I've done it to plenty of people now, don't think it's not you because it most likely is you since you didn't think of it.
Anyways PreUni, I was starved the whole way through. 10:30-2:00 NOTHING in my stomach. So you can tell how happy I was eating Chips with Gravy for the bargain of $2.20 at Homebush station for half an hour. Yes the trains take that long T T" Sigh.
On the train from Homebush to Lidcombe a man sat alongside on the seat next to mine. We were a good two metres apart, and from the paper bag which contained the evil glass bottle of IQ destroyer, he started a drunken conversation with me. Okay under any normal circumstances the person who the drunkard was speaking to wouldve ignored him or moved away.
I didn't.
I don't know why, I mean he's just drunk that's all. I couldn't smell his breath, and as long as I didn't smell anything I was fine. So we talked about alot of things mostly education and my HSC. He initially asked me when I told him I came back from tutoring "How long have you been here" following my confused reply he goes "You know how long have you been here in Australia, a year?"
DO I TALK LIKE A FOB!? Oh my god, thank you Advanced English not only are you the cause of my ruin during the HSC but you have also failed to breed me into someone somewhat DIFFERENT to the trashy fobs who run amock in Australia. Sorry. Sorry, they're not trashy. Some are though, the ones who think a mini skirt and a strange transparent frilly frock is really the decent thing to wear in a multicultural country with the varying values and beliefs hey?
Anyways I had to tell him I was born here and that I was merely tutored for my HSC.
So the strange incongruous conversation continued and finally we parted separate ways at Lidcombe Station.
Okay I'm officially too tired.
Adieu.
Today I woke up 10 minutes prior to the arrival of my train at the train station per se to what any normal human being would've done and taken some sort of previous arrangement to allow them to wake up at a sufficient time before the arrival of a train. So in a hurry, I got ready and headed off to the station. On the way I was unfortunate enough to discover that one of my earphones for my iPod in fact had DIED. A rather painless death I hope because if I didn't know about it, then pain could not have been involved. It was rather sad, my initially swift pace was reduced to a stumbling every few seconds in quiet mourning of the anachronistic set of headphones. They belonged to the 80s but fate managed to mess them around and recycle them with Edwina in the 2000s. Sigh. Another pair of headphones die in the hands of Edwina, really great for the conscience.
Today I was to watch a film with Tieu-Binh, his cousin Gene and Elin/Daniel the friend of the most abhorred Greasyhead guy : | So I arrived at Parramatta Station fully prepared to turn around and head on home when Gene spotted me. = =" As we approached the meeting point with TB and Elin I grew more and more anxious. I didn't want to come to terms (or really face to face) with a guy I've known (impersonally) for three years yet had never spoken a word to. It's just AWKWARD. Anyways was really really apprehensive to meeting Greasehead's friend. And LMAO when I did. I just kept laughing when I saw him, can't explain why but I laughed for at least 10 minutes : 9 I mean come on ! I've caught the bus every morning for three years and ignored his face when he came on the bus every day. LMAO ! As if not awkward when forced to acknowledge one another. Now that I thought about it the male to female ratio was like 0:4.. kidding it was 3:1. Sausage fest or more eloquently quoted by Euro-Trip "This isn't a Sausage Fest, it's the Sausage house"
Haha not that the testosterone OD was a bad thing. It's nice to get away from the eggs now and again : )
Okay went to purchase some popped corn from Kernels and headed off to the cinemas after going to Maccas to buy a giant Coke. Whilst purchasing the ticket my cup of popcorn burst and it poured inside my bag lmao.
The guy who was selling our tickets was utterly annoying yapped on and on about ratings and required ages. Sigh.
Anyways sat in the cinemas and ate popcorn from my bag during the entire movie lmao. The movie as expected was really good but it was much too long for my liking. I felt kind this inextricable restlessness during the movie. It really really sucked :O
There was alot of subdued gore. Like a guy was questioning Denzel's character as to whether he would really be audacious enough to shoot him in the head in the middle of a bustling street. Denzel then went straight for it and blew a bullet right through his head, shocking. There was also alot of breasts, I did not expect that amount of bared to all breasts.
Following that under the impression that Gene still wanted to eat lunch we headed to the Level 1 Food Court. Upon arrival it seemed that the modest amount of walking had driven away everybody's appetite and thus we headed off to Myer. :|
At Myer, we inspected an "OKAY" bag that was supposed to be for Humphrey. Poor Humphrey. Anyways, afterwards played a game of Hide and Seek. I was naturally in being the subservient female and I walked around for say 5 minutes on the one floor before going up. On the escalators I spotted the males and went to grab a perfume sample before going downstairs to meet them. Turns out they were following me during my 'seeking' - -"
Next we played Sardines. Similar to Hide and Seek but not quite. For those of you who have just joined us, Sardines is the reverse of Hide and Seek actually. One person hides and the rest are 'seekers'. It's every man/and girl for themself and if you found the hider you hide with them. The last person to find the hiding group is the Sardine! Yay : D
Lmao. Played for quite a while though it was quite corrupt since it involved a great deal of avoiding and running around. Very disappointed about the closing down of Fun World. Where else could I play House of the Dead then? > : (
Sigh. I really crave the gun right now. The rather fun to hold gun, lmao the initial symptoms of a pathological serial killer.
Okay played Sardines until it was about 3:40 and left to catch our train. Caught the train where i GG'd the two guys (Elin had left at Parra to some unknown destination) in I Spy. Honestly I chose the easiest words! Rock, seat, cloud. :O They're all monosyllabic words for heaven's sake !
Farewelled the mollusc at Lidcombe Station. Was really tired afterwards at Flemington --> Mono. Lmao class was good I think. Learnt about the consequences of an increased CFA to the CA which is a higher CAD due to bla bla bla. Haven't learnt my seven points yet : )
Very tired. I think I'm watching Sweeney Todd tomorrow : o
Pretty okay day : )
Love you my pretties !
Turn the lights off , carry me home.
Na na na na na na na na x 10^ infinity.
There folks, is a perennial song. A song which the trends of society can not hack with its axe. Love it.
Yesterday my sexy Mediterranean friend Jasmine came for a visit. To be honest I wasn't sure if she'd actually show up but true to her word, she did. Lmao and directly against her requests I greeted her in my jammies or how she pronounces it my (jah-mies) LMAO : D Tops.
Okay so we decided to watch Bride and Prejudice like decided yesterday to avoid work. It didnt work on the DVD machine so we had to settle on the laptop. Sweet sweet mobile computer :)
Afterwards we decided to vlog because I still didn't think my purchasing of a webcam was very justified. : ) All in the meanwhile I was assisting Ben and Katrine to compose their poems. Lmao which come to think of it, I have two things to share with you today :)
Afterwards we like any typical girls of 16-17 years of age took photos. To commemorate and set this day into stone of course, nothing vain of the sort. Mind you watch out for the lesbian photo. I couldn't stop laughing, and to all the disappointed males out there, I'm straight as a non-flexy ruler ;D
Lol afterwards I helped Ben finish his completley awkward poem and headed off to Parramatta. Geez louise Pendle Hill station is a bloody paedophile gathering central. Nasty. You can't wear your mum's old short shorts and vest without getting eyed like a Hustler magazine T T"
Anyways at Parramatta Jasmine and I ate nachos ! Woohoo : ) The asian guy who works there reminds me of someone. Can't quite my finger on it . Lmao
Afterwards we bought some juice : ) Orange & Mango ftw ! :) Lol headed off to Smiggle and we purchased a delightful notebook in which we would consecutively add something into :) It's lovely I already added my first entry : )
Gorgeous isn't it ? Lmao okay nothing else.
Kyou wa korede. Jyane.
