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Seething wouldn't be the right word. Disappointment tinged with anger more like.
Whiskers you're a tart.
I hate being abandoned. And running on lines of association, you abandoning me would naturally illicit feelings of deep abhorrence for you. At least for now.
After the now, I'll just have less faith in you.
I'm going to perpetuate this here so I never forget
Ani: "I want to get butt chick on"
Stuff at the markets are such a bargain it makes me cry, with joy and each tear is having a little orgasm.
Anywho, just an update.
Btw Denny if you're reading sorry, we were sitting not far behind you. I tried whispering "denny" fairly loudly, but that failed.
Faillama?
Ciao llama.
P.S. Today was quite possibly the best freebie day of all, free sausage sizzle AND free ice cream. It means I broke my healthy eating regime but I'll make up for that tomorrow on my jog I suppose. Haha except that guy with the cd, I thought it was free but it wasn't so I told him I was in a rush.
And oh no, Jen accidentally made contact with our macro tutor at the sizzle and he ended up having a conversation with us. Awkward snake.
My punishment for finding the overweight something I can reliably always laugh at is, of course, the irony of me gaining weight. Three kilos to be exact. Yuck I can count that on my fingers, half a kilo fine but three kilos is a newborn baby. I'm pretty disgusted with myself.
So from now on it's healthy eating and constant gum chewing (haha)
Salads ? Sushi ? Caffeinated skim beverages?
I always thought sushi was overrated. "Oh I love sushi" No you don't. It's just another box you have to tick in order to be a sensitive young adult.
It won't stop me from eating it though, because it's a healthier thing. I suppose.
I guess this means I'll have to learn to eat vegetables, I do wish I liked vegetables though.
Then maybe I wouldn't be feeling like a heiffer/parade float.
Sorry fat people.
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There are salamanders living in Kathleen's pond of eutrophication !
We jogged for a bit until Kathleen's ear infection took hold of her and the fact that her ears get cold far too quickly. (Don't tell her but I'm going to buy her ear muffs, real cute ones as well)
We went for a water break at the Chinese take away.
Yes we got lost for quite a bit and we ended up going on a highway road that went on for far too long, it seems a lot shorter when you're driving it.
It started getting v. windy/cold & dark so it was decided we'd save the park for next time and return to Ed's place for Simpsons.
Unfortunately we arrived home at 6:35, so we watched Neighbours instead. Lyn Scully you hussy.
We also watched whatever was on for the rest of the night including the excuse of a show 7pm project, the Simpsons hour & Spectacular.
Spectacular was a spectacular fail. Haha how awful to see them parade teenagers like they're morons, oops did I say like? The movie made you want to hurt everyone with a brick.
The lead male wasn't even that attractive. The antagonistic male was better. Hang on I have a progression for you.
Curry guy > Antagonistic male > Lead male > Any male > Zach Efron
The curry guy was hot but he has this completely overwhelming accent. IT WAS INSANE.
Ciao llama.
Update: Apparently the liar had an epileptic attack but feigned assault so people didn't know she had epilepsy. . ED YOU CALLOUS BASTARD. I can't even be bothered, you can just continue reading and pretend she wasn't epileptic and that she wasn't jigging. Honestly.. epileptic girls DO NOT JIG. There's this kind of quiet logic and almost axiomatic fact that epileptic girls do not grow up in the truanting crowd, it doesn't really make sense. Then again she was in Year 7 and she probably was needy for friends - any kind of friend as insecure Year 7 girls do.
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It turns out that the 12 year old girl who was groped at MGHS lied.
I'm fairly proud that I'm probably the only girl in our high school who didn't change her facebook status just to pour out sympathy for the liar.
HONESTLY.
Nabs and I were shopping on Thursday and we were at Maccas whilst I indulged in a soft serve cone. In waltzed in four identical looking Asian girls from MGHS. I say identical because they have the same stupid layered hair cut and they all had a stupid Country Road bag - okay my bad one of them had a Sportsgirl tote bag - what an example of individuality! I got progressively glum as I observed the depressing state the girls at MGHS degenerated to. The skirts get shorter but in general they get skankier. Quote one of them "Omg like, i was like like like like like" okay not verbatim but that was seriously all I could hear.
To other girls who feel they need to feign a sexual assault: please think before you do, facebook updates are already riddled with Farmville updates as it is - don't make my effort to waste time more unpleasant than it already is.
Oh that and toying with girls' emotions and empathy is a no no in the sistah code, lolxors.
Llama don't ever change,
Ciao llama.
For brief moments in my life I remember how fortunately acquainted I am. That meaning I have the most wonderful friends. New ones and old ones.
Ones that can move me to tears with just a birthday card/pdf ( that being you K & R ) and those that make me cry from splitting my sides with laughter (J ) and those who I just share that easily synched thought wave with ( N & A ).
I'm glad that people sometimes think of me like when D decides to give me an entire box of gum wrappers because she remembered the small fact that I collect them for band fliers.
If I could sustain it, I'd live the rest of my life in a hug with all the friends in my life.
Different news. I've been seeing Jason Trieu around lately, he's so adorable haha. He's a paradoxical being, he has more Asian songs than I do yet his iPod touch hasn't been jailbreaked. Say wut? Haha it's called Jason from memory, too too original.
I generally prefer guys with some what longer hair, that's why when Whiskers asked me if he should cut his hair really short I told him to go for it. I dub it anti-falling-in-like-with-Whiskers measures.
I had a free Easy Way today, Whiskers said it wasn't that good. I beg to differ, free Easy Way is never less than exemplary. The cashier girl was so happy for me and she told me to enjoy my drink, I did.
I hope Whiskers learnt something today, I've yet to finish reading my textbook.
I was going to cry after reading Ronald's card which should come as no surprise for those who know me since I cry at the smallest sentimental whim. (Not to say Ron's card was of little sentiment, it was brinked with the stuff) I didn't however because earlier on in the day on two occasions I was walking to and from home and for some inexplicable reason it always makes me inclined to shed a tear or two for no reason so my tears were gone with the wind (ohh good one).
Ciao llama.
Call it schadenfreude but I get a kick when the youngen' girl next door is bawling her eyes out. Okay not a sexual kick, just a nostalgic one I think. I don't know I find it very comforting.
You've got some balls Ed, you have the previous post denouncing men who hurt little girls and act like some passive indignant justice-bringer and here you lol at an asian girl crying she probably got a slap on the wrist (with a bamboo shoot).
Last year during my Economics HSC exam, we had a lock-down because there were drunkards wandering about on school grounds. Haha we were pretty terrified when our assistant principal walked in because we thought we were going to be held vulnerable captives or something.
Not so long ago I found out that a Year 7 girl from the high school I graduated was molested by some masked moron. It made my ordeal seem kind of airy and pathetic but anyways.
Honestly. Men who feel compelled to prey upon a girl who's barely gotten to know her own body is fucking sick stuff. You're thirty something, if you can't get a woman by now and have to resort to hunting pre-pubescent girls, you're really the only one to blame. It's not them, it's you , you are wholly undesirable.
It's sick, and I'm sad that I haven't learnt enough in Psych to dissect him just based on my impression. It sounds like conduct disorder turned antisocial personality disorder and some attachment problem in his youth, some bad mothering. All that textbook stuff.
I hope you get a mask rash you fuckhead. I hope you develop an allergy to oxygen. And your penis becomes inflamed with painful sores and you know what I hope your miniscule pathetic excuse of a dong falls off.
Facebook is all about emasculating this "dark blue jeans wearing" perpetrator and frankly fuck you you perverted turd, all this is commotion is worse than Farmville updates. I mean it's the right kind of commotion, but no commotion is good in the first place.
Ciao llama.
I just need to make it clear to myself, through typing that
I like Daisy, not Whiskers.
Sometimes , less often than more,
I think to myself "Is this it?"
Of course it's it.
I forget about these bits of dissatisfaction and continue with life.
What if I'm dysthymic? If I'm not, I at least know I have first year med student syndrome, I'm a smidge of a hypochondriac like that.
Reading my psych textbook makes me want to be a psychoanalyst, mostly b/c it plays up the overgeneralised image of a psychologist, it pays big and I could be doing nothing whilst the person continues to unload themselves on my expensive chaise.
Llama i don't want to go crazy.
Mum: Mm
Edward: G'night Dad
Dad: Night
-Edward walks past Ed's room
-Edwina points to self
Edward: What?
Edwina: What about me?
Edward: What about you what?
Edwina: You didn't wish me good night.
Edward: .. Good night.
Edwina: Whatever -insert awesome smilie-
Hahaha. Well okay, maybe only I found this unbearably hilarious.
I hope it's not too cold llama,
Ciao llama
I'm such a chilled monkey in an upholstered esky when it comes to uni-related work.
Last night I had a dream I created a sex device out of a clothes hanger, it's pretty brilliant yet stupid at the same time ha ha. I love how life ties into my dreams, like Jen's continual assertion that Denny's triangle should be only made out of a metal clothes hanger. I wish I had remembered more of it because it was pretty vivid, but trust me to at least salvage the sex-related part of the dream. Man I could've been super rich.
Anyways I woke up feeling quite atune the 90s song "The Sea" by Morcheeba which has been airing on certain Ten commercials recently, it's v. chillacksing.
My brother came back from a ski trip with these chronic stomach pains. And yeah okay normally we'd all go yeah whatever haha you're constipated, but no one experiences cramps for a fortnight. Do they?
I'm a cynic, so I'm assuming it's something bad, really really bad. And I'm upset I'm so calm about this.
I'm tired and I still have to finish off Kurosawa Ltd's cash flow statement
I'd do your accounts llama,
Ciao llama.
