Christmas has passed! - 27th December 09

Alright, so. It was christmas like a whole two days ago! YAY! JOLLYNESS and shizz.
Nah it honestly wasn't that bad. I DID miss like, the whole thing at mums. But its okay, I got to say hello to all my cousins and aunties and uncles and grandparents... so thats what counts. And. I wore a santa hat. You now, influencing the christmas spirit and what not.
I was at dads place for majority of the day, and that was funfunfun! I had a glass of "lindauer fraise" ... which is just pink wine. And I put blue M&Ms in it and it went blue. Im pretty sure I made it like, 20 times cooler than its original level of coolness (which was actually pretty high, seeing as it was already pink and didn't taste all that disgusting).
I also played a small amount of table tennis with my soon-to-be-step-brother. He beat me.. even though he's younger... by a few years... But yeah, can't say that wasn't a surprise. Ive only played like twice in the past 3 years.
Uuuhhh we had this steaky and noodly lunch. And. I still smell like garlic. For desert there was jelly, pavlova, trifle, caramel, cream, fruit salad e.t.c which was YUM and made me feel very sick! My stomach was like "fml!" and almost imploded.
Well. It would be more appropriate for a stomach to explode actually. More dramatic too, I'd imagine. Because stomachs are internal organs... if it imploded, it wouldn't look that impressive to all the people who are walking by.
But if it EXploded... then.... like, blood and guts would fly everywhere and.. yeah. Gross. I shouldn't go into so much detail.

Okay. So. I also painted my soon-to-be-step-sisters face as a butterfly. She was PUUUUUURRRRRRTTTYYYYYYYYYYYYYY. er. Purtyer? Prettier* than usual. Cause of my extreme face painting skills... actually nah. It wasn't my best butterfly. But it was rainbow colours, so that kinda made up for it.

Errrrrr.. after I left daddies place (in a mess, there were potato pieces EVERYWHERE), I went back to my mummies and started feeling kinda sick:( So I had a cold shower - in which I took my phone with my and txted in. It SEEMS like a silly idea. And it is really. But my phones already breaking and I need to return it like, tomorrow, so I gathered that not tooooo much damage could have been done anyway.

Me myself and I were having an internal debate on wether or not to stop blogging actually. I have been trying to make my mind up wether I will give a certain someone a few rules when it comes to reading my blog and then wishing to talk about the content of it in detail afterwards. Or. If I will just stop blogging all together and solve the problem that way.
Which I cant say I wanna do, I mean. I love my bloggeroon.
I've apparently decided to keep it for the time being! Because I know that there are people out there who (surprisingly) enjoy having a good read of this nonsense.

Uuhhh new years in a a few days, I'm pretty excited. Even though I don't know what I'm doing yet. OOOHHHHH my mum and her fionce are bitching about something in the lounge. Idk what it is. I just heard the tone of voice change and it was like "OH! so thats what he thinks! how does he know that?!" idk. Its something that they were reading out a txt that they were angry about.
Oh well.
ENOUGH IS ENOUGH!

Life is like an orange jar...

I figured that it was around about time that I actually explained my little statement;
"Basically, life is a jar of oranges; And we all need to question.. Is that what it's supposed to be like?"

Ofcourse, at first glance it seems like something relatively ridiculous to say. Because plainly obviously, life isn't an ACTUAL jar of oranges. That would be impossible. There's no way of explaining a statement like that!
But if life were to metaphorically be a jar of oranges it makes more sense.
I personally, would say that a jar of oranges isn't incredibly spectacular.
Just some fruit in a jar, right?
But thats where it starts, isn't it? Its a jar, not a bowl. In a bowl anyone can reach in and take a piece! With a jar there is a lid which holds all the oranges inside. It keeps them all stuck in there, and there is no way that they alone can escape. The only person able to free them would be the person who owns the jar...

This is like how humans are all brainwashed into thinking and doing the same things. I mean come on guys! In the words of Jack Black, STICK IT TO THE MAN!
Everyone in the world is just like an orange stuck in the jar of life! We are all sitting in there blissfully unaware that we are trapped. We are STUCK in this .. this.... this mindset, that we all have to be exactly the same. We have to look alike, talk alike, dress alike, think alike even! For fcks sake!

Occasionally there will be an apple or a passion fruit in that jar and it will throw the entire thing off balance, those fruit are screaming for the other oranges to join them! Screaming for the oranges to come out of their silly little imaginarily perfect lives, and join them on the quest to saving the world from becoming conformists like the jar wants them to be!
All the pineapples out there! The lemons, the watermelons, the mangos! If there is ANY bananas or pears! Grapes or coconuts! Cherries or kiwifruit! Plums, apricots, nectarines! Even mandarins or grapefruits!
Reach out for each other and help break the jar! We need to break free from the glass walls that are holding us back from individuality and live life like its meant to be!

Sarcasm - 22nd December 09

I wish, that I could just use sarcasm for everything i said.
Because, honestly. Some of the things people think and say, or some of the situations that happen are just ridiculous and I can't stand the way that people act.
There's a select few people out there who haven't made me want to slap them in the face with a large dose of sarcasm, and I'm grateful to those people for keeping me sane. I mean, I just want to say "yeah, and pigs can fly" to a hell of alot of things people spit out these days. Its like what were you smoking when you got that idea?!
Especially my fcking parents, man. AND YEAH I KNOW YOUR READING THIS DAD!
Christmas! far out, the arrangement is ridiculous!
I mean, yeah, I suppose its cool that were splitting the day in half so we can see both sides the family. And, its okay that the original plan was going to be two lunches... difficult with the whole, you know, exploding with excessive amounts of food thing...
But actually, Im not going to be having two lunches. Because my parents couldn't agree on a time that would allow me to see both sides of my family for equal amounts of time.
Im probably going to see my mums parents, but not my cousins. And if i DO see them, it wouldn't be for longer than half an hour!
Then I would go to dads and I'd get the whole thing, seeing everyone. All my cousins. For a good amount of time.
I just think its un fair to mums family.
Grr.

And. I have to say this. Smoking was THE stupidest thing ever invented, ever. Like. Actually. Who on earth was the smart guy who came up with that life ruiner. I would like to slap THAT person in the face with sarcasm.

And, I would write a massive, inspiration or uninspirational paragraph about love on here, but I dont know what to say on that front because I'm torn between thinking its not real, is real, is wonderful, is horrible and is just completely random or planned out from when your born.. like fate? Then its like, when people break up, was that fate?
To just, go out and break up so you can learn a life lesson for your next relationship of w/e's?


I think, that so far as I have gathered recently.
Life is what you make it. Everything that happens, is meant to happen, and once its happened - you just have to accept that there is nothing you can do to change it. Make the most of what you can, and move past anything that you can't enjoy.
You have to live life like its your last day alive.
Even when the bad things happen and it hurts, you have just have to know that eventually life will even itself out with good things.
That saying, "when life gives you lemons, make lemonade", fits perfectly with how I'm looking at things.
Even though life plainly and obviously sucks, there will always be a silver lining there - wether its on holiday with the gold and bronze linings or not. Its still there somewhere and it will show up sooner or later.

Raincoat violence - 19th December 09

There are various topics in need of discussion. These have arisen in the past 2 -3 days and are (apparently) incredibly important.

We will start with the most important!
About 5 minutes ago I was hanging the washing out, which doesn't seem too important right? Nothing thats in need of top priority blog mentioning. But you see, I was astonished to find that there was this yellow raincoat in the washing machine. It had never occurred to me that raincoats needed washing. Because they tend to only ever be used with water! I just presumed they cleaned themselves... and as I have recently discovered... they don't.
So, there I am, trying to peg this raincoat to the line, and it just wasn't working out. It wasn't sitting the same way as a top would. And so I noticed that the hood was on the wrong side and it was throwing the entire coat out of balance... So I flicked the hood up and over onto the other side. But, being myself, I managed to flick it into my face. I NEVER thought a raincoat could be so painful! It like, aimed for my eye! And believe me, raincoats have got fcking accurate aim!
But, I still knew that resorting to violence against the raincoat would only be sinking to its level, so I was the better man and let that little... little incident.... slide.

Another note thats definitely worth mentioning is that I have been tidying my bedroom for the past hour or so (besides the 10 minutes I had to spare for the abuse I explained above). I never realised how much CRAP I had in my room! And geeeeezz, when you've moved house as many times as I have in a short amount of time you come to think that you've gotten rid of all your rubbish! Apparently I thought wrong. So, I never actually finished tidying my bedroom. I thought the raincoat problem NEEDED to be talked about asap and I would just have to put my room tidying on hold until I'd done that.

Also, I've become attached to the name "Autumn". Because of various conversations I've had with various people about various things... But I have decided to only reward very special things the name of Autumn.

Oh yeah. And I have a boy friend.
Yeah, I have a 'bif' now, which is epic weird. I honestly don't know what to say about it.

Photography - 15th December 09

Well. Dad gave me this job of sorting through all his little bits and bobs from the shed right.. Its all those nuts and bolts that nobody cares about because they're just lying in junk piles and you can never find them when you need them. So Uuuuhh he had a few ice cream containers filled with all that shizz, so I was elected to go through them and put all the screws in one pile, nails in another, circley things in another... But like, every so often there would be something that didn't really match the requirements of any of the piles.
They were like the rejects. So I adopted them into my loving arms.. fed them up.... made them feel at home..... gave them purpose in life..... You know, The usual.
And as I was sifting through my little group of rejects I realised they were pretty interesting. And I thought they'd be brilliant for photography practice! SO THATS WHAT I DID!
This was my favourite.



Wow the soap in dads bathroom smells wonderful! It reminds me of something... Im tempted to say coconuts but know thats not it.. I just went and checked. Its called "milk and shea butter". Apparently "shea" is a nut that grows on trees! I mean frick! If it smells THAT good, why on Earth haven't I heard of it before?! This is crazy. Im incredibly disappointed with the media for not telling me about this sooner. I had to wikipedia what shea butter was! OMG JUST REALISED! Shea isn't in the blog dictionary?!! WTF.

And now we come back to Georgia's world (sorry Suzy, I stole your program). Things are pretty okay! I mean, Id say they were good, but I'm still angry at life for not giving me shea butter before now. What a waste of 17 years.
Yeah, like friends are good :) Muffins home from Australia and I've previously mentioned. And its tuesday today ... WINK.
My family is all fine and dandy! Mums in the garden 99% of the time as per usual, and I persuaded her to buy me another plant to add to my collection... I think I quite like going to garden center's with her now. I mean, thats my fourth plant. It's a yellow dahlia! It's very happy looking, especially when its with my daisies *satisfied smile*

Dad watched TRANSFORMERS!!!! With me last night! Yuss. He went out in the weekend and bought the two movies in blue-ray as a christmas present.. then I txt him last night asking him if we could get it out on dvd and he was like got home saying it was an "early christmas present" lol yay.
Errrrrr... I still haven't completed my christmas shopping, but by the sounds of most people I know I'm waaay ahead of schedule anyway. I have like. Hardly any presents left to get. Just like.. like three. There was one, but I thought of two more people I wanna get presents for!

OMGSH. I just unpacked the groceries dad bought home right. I was putting all these apples in the fruit basket and I literally thought to myself "Oh good. I'll be able to shine these tomorrow"
Sad life or what?

I THINK thats most of what I should report on?
Oh, I just checked my computers dictionary, PHEW.
"shea | sh ē; sh ā| (also shea tree)
noun
a small tropical African tree that bears oily nuts from which shea butter is obtained. • Vitellaria paradoxa (or Butyrospermum parkii), family Sapotaceae.
ORIGIN late 18th cent.: from Mande sye."

Sunburn update - 11th december 09

After much consideration, I have decided that it might not have been worth the sunburn.
When I typed out that last post the burn was only just starting to show up and I already thought it was bad.. like, 3 hours after that i could hardly walk! OMG it was so bad! moving hurt lol. But I suppose thats punishment for being careless with sunblock!

Im pretty dam sure that I will be waaaay more careful from now on. I mean.. wow. It was pretty intense.
Anyways! Im sitting here at my daddy dearests house waiting for muffin to text me and tell me when were going to the mall. Because were .. going to go.... SHHHOOOOPPPPPPPIINNNG!!!!!!!!! yaaaaaaaaaaaaaayyy!
hahahahah yeah, she JUST got back from Australia and I dibbsed her asap because I missed her so much! Lol its like shes my wife or something, I cant stop thinking about her... naked.... covered in chocolate sauce... with strawberries on her..........
kidding. I only think of her like that on Tuesdays *wink*
talk soon
going to the mall!
ILL UPDATE EVENTUALLY

SUNBURN! - 08 december 09

SSHHHEEEEEEEEEEEEZ. My legs, right at this moment. OUCH.
Like, I was lying on my stomach in the sun for the whole day... and conveniently for the suns rays, the only places I forgot to put sunblock on is the backs of my legs and the little gap between my skirt and my top. OUCH MAN. OUCH.
"Im fcking pink!" is a fcking understatement! Sitting here, with my legs folded up, HURTS. So much! ah!
Uhhh but even so, it was kinda worth it, I spent the day at the beach with majority of my friendies - excluding muffin (http://www.muffin-talk.blogspot.com/) who is currently in Australia with her bf. And my other bestbud who was too tired to grace us with her presence today.
Anyway, wowwwwwwzers it was fun :) As I have said. We didn't even do much! and oh wow Im hungry! We didn't even eat much.

Uuhhh I actually came on here to talk about my hair... I finally decided what to do with it, and I did it last night. Its pink and blue (there's a small section of purple also, which doesn't show up - much to my disappointment). Here, look, I'll show you.
See? I think I quite like it :) I mean YES, it is incredibly bright! even brighter than I expected to be completely honest. Lol, I hope it comes out by the time school starts.. but oh well if it doesn't! My teachers will just have to get over it :) Or... Or get me in trouble...

OH yeah, I met a new person today. My friends boy friend. I've gotta say that I approve. They're adorable together, I think that there should be more people like them out there in the world.

Inner teaparty - 07 December 09

Im not in the right mood to be writing a post.
My thoughts are - apparently - even more scrambled than usual. Not like, rambling about everything and anything kind of scrambled like I usually am, its like my thought processes just stop mid thought and I don't get anywhere.
So, I figured, if I cant hold a real conversation in my head then perhaps if I wrote it down then I could keep a string of coherent thought for longer because I can see what I'm talking about.
You know?
Or not, either way.
Um. Im having a mental block again. I know I have a lot to talk about because I've had a hell of a lot to think about over the past few days!! Pretty much like having a mass discussion about multiple aspects of what are and aren't part of my life. And to be Frank (or Steve, Doesn't make a difference), I think I would quite like a break from thinking tyvm!
Sooner or later Im going to hold a practice fire drill in my brain, put things on hold, you know?
It'd be like "And now I would like to bring my attention to the matter at hand involvi-
BBBBRRRIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIINNGG
Okay everybody! You know the deal! Use the exit to your left and meet in the garden!"
Then when everybody's calmed down from the adrenaline rush that brings, there will be tea and coffee held in the dining room area of my brain. Anyones welcome, feel free to join in! There will be timtams and squiggles.

hey wow, looks like I've found my rambling.
That was good.

Merry FCKING christmas - 2 December 09

Well. I have discovered that its even HARDER to keep up with my blog when its the holidays, I spend so much time doing nothing that it feels like I'm busy doing everything! So naturally, I just don't find the time to update while Im busy thinking Im doing everything while I'm actually not busy doing nothing.

Alright, Its been really good and really bad being off school on holidays,
I find that if I don't have some kind of project to do then I just end up doing nothing and thinking about the tub of ice cream thats in the freezer... raspberry ripple.... mmmm... I could do with some of that now. . .
BUT I wont go get any because I know that once its gone its gone! ITS GONE!!!! IITTTSSS GGOONNEEE!!!!!!!!!!

Uuhh.. Right, So, Im starting this painting to try and keep myself occupied. Its going to be of an ice cream cone, thats upside down - squished onto the ground. But the ice cream which is inside the cone isn't going to actually be ice cream! Its going to be the Earth, and its going to be melting onto the ground. You know, its representing how when people make little mistakes - Like, dropping an ice cream - It feels like the end of the world. The whole "don't cry over spilt milk" thing.
But at the moment, Im just waiting for the white background to dry because this is ACTUALLY proving really difficult to get a white background ... weird I know, you'd think it would be the easiest part.

ANYWAY. So, I've been spending most of my time with friends or on facebook. I swear facebook is ruining my life. Its taking overrrrrrrrrr...
And its actually not even that interesting to be totally honest.

This is weird, I had so much to write about on here but now that I'm trying to write it all down my minds just like blank. Its very frustrating, OH YEAH! thats another thing! Frustration! Now that its the holidays there's a heap more time to sit and think about everything and anything. This is, admittedly a good thing in some aspects. I mean, I reckon Im a thought process and a half away from figuring out the Bermuda Triangle.
But the extra thinking time also comes with the things that you don't really want to think about.
All the stupid stuff .. not stupid as in, the way I talk about nonsense, its stupid as in "Why do things like this even exist?"

One of the things I don't particularly want to think about, or plan for, or ANYTHING, is that CHRISTMAS!!!!!! is coming up! Yay! Reindeer! Snow flakes! Santa! Presents! Candy canes! Mistletoe! Yeah, all that jazz. When I was younger I would have pretty much be bouncing off the walls since June for this. Now I wouldn't mind it it just fcked off for another few months. Cause you know, although it TIS THE SEASON TO BE JOLLY! Im not feeling very jolly towards it this year!
If anyone read my post I wrote friggen ages ago, about divorce, then this wonderful celebration also applies to that suckyness.

This year we're having trouble figuring out who were going to celebrate it with.. I think the 'rents have officially figured it out. In the morning until about midday my sister and I will be spending the time with mummy dearest and her side of the family (which, not incl my immediate family, is: Six cousins, two uncles, two aunties and a nana and grandad). Then, from 12 onwards we ship off to daddy darlings house and grace the other half of the family with our presence (thats three cousins, one aunty, one soon to be step mother, three soon to be step kids, one poppy and one poppa - once again not incl my immediate family).
Two christmas lunches.. I have a small but powerful feeling that I might explode by the end of it. Maybe I can develop a technique like the cows have. I could have "cud" in my mouth thats made of various hams, pavlovas and potatoes.
I'd better get practicing if Im going to have a high level of cud processing by christmas time.

Oh btw, I've been face painting recently. Wanna see?
Kcool.

MY SHOES BROKE! - 28th Nov 09

This picture made me lqtm.

So Uhh, Theres several things I'd like to mention now actually. First things first, I have recently discovered that my NEW shoes are broken, that didn't take long. I bought them, what, 3 weeks ago?
How disappointing right? Any one who knows me will know that I don't go shoe shopping very often, I always get one pair that I fall inlove with.. then wear them until they're in pieces lying all around my house and my family is dragging me, kicking and screaming, away from them.
I usually manage to K.O. a few family members in attempts to retrieve my shoe bits. But now that this has happened a few times they're learning and have started wearing protective gear. Helmets, knee pads, shields, armor...
So yeah, Im going to keep these now broken shoes, and I AM going to continue wearing them. But I have decided to get new shoes also, you know, just incase it rains - I don't want my socks to get wet. BECAUSE MY SOCKS ARE SO FCKING COOL!!!
Siriusly, you need to see my socks, ALL of them. I should get some pictures.

On other news, which is more closely related to the emo pica, I'm in the process of trying to decide what to do with my hair in celebration of end of exams. I was thinking bright red, then I was thinking of putting my pink streaks back in, or green again. Then I was thinking re-do my blonde, and add small amount of pink. I dont want to do the ENTIRE of my head another colour because although I've done it before (AND IT LOOKS AWESOME), I like the goldy colour I have at the moment.
The emo cow is related because I was google imaging different hair types and it came up.
So Im going to put red in my hair tonight - in the blonde parts, too see how it looks with the pink im also going to put in it lol. THEN Ill see where to go from there.

SHOULD BE PRETTY SPECTACULAR!!!! I can honestly say I've missed my mental hair. Its been too many months looking plainly orange and blonde. Need something new!

Icing sugarless - 25th Nov 09

Hello world!
Im just in a partially inspirational mood so I thought maybe it would be a good Idea to have a little posting time.
Well, my sisters trying to make icing right now, but unfortunately for her we have no icing sugar. So we found a recipe that doesn't need it. I've enjoyed telling her that the sugar and butter isn't creamed enough, over and over. Im pretty sure her wrist hurts from using the whisk so much lol. Seeing as by the end of it she pushed the bowl toward me and said "YOU DO IT THEN!"
I then beat it for about a minute and said "oh that will do" :)
Im a wonderful sister :)

Alright, my mum tried to give me a talk about being a lesbian before. I was like "umm..?"
But she was all "its okay if you like girls, you can tell me. Im a supportive mum blah blah blah" And this was the silliest thing shes ever said because I know full well that her and various other members of my family are homophobes. So this made me laugh silently to myself. Anyway, mum thought I was angry and somehow she concluded that its because i was having troubles with my lesbian lover who doesn't exist.. Very amusing for me! Seeing as Im not angry in the slightest. Admittedly, Im pretty stressed out.

For several reasons, neither of which are about problems with girls.
One main reason being that I have my media studies exam tomorrow and Im stressed. -AHHH I Gotta go! my sister wants her laptop back!!! finish this later!

orangejar

CBF - 23rd Nov 09

Haven't figured out why yet, but every time I go to sign into my bloggers account i type my email address then start my password with the letter "s".
Seeing as this is nothing like the actual first letter of my password, I think I might have to get out of this habit.

Err. Im feeling pretty blunt at the moment. Kinda like, if I were talking to someone I know right now I imagine that they would find me very offensive. Not sure why, its the way that my thoughts are coming across in my head.
You know, how when you start a sentence and you cut a few words or letters off from what would be considered grammatically correct? Cause it takes extra F it to say the entire sentence?
For example, saying "love to, but Im busy on Saturday". Why not say "I'd love to, but Im busy on Saturday"
How about "you?" in stead of "what about you?" or "how about you?" or even "how are you?"
Another example, I said it just before. " Cause it takes extra F it to say the entire sentence?", why didn't I just say "because" ?

Then there's always avoiding entire conversations by saying things such as "whatever". It's both blunt and rude. Makes whoever your talking to be like "kay well F you too"

Thought you'd like to know I've used quotation marks 22 times in this post so far. Thats probably more times than I have in the past month or two put together. And I've been doing exams that involve writing quotes in essays.

Okay well I suppose that if I we're to type in this post about an actual event that has happened recently, in a F it to try and make this have any possibility of being interesting. I'd probably write about the intense argument that I had to mediate today with my father and sister. I felt like I was a councilor... Who doesn't get payed...
Although, I did get payed. Dad was in a good mood after the argument which with my guidance ended up as a semi peaceful night in my world. Dad bought timtams and ice cream, we then proceeded to watch Harry Potter and the goblet of fire - much to my delight. So that was my payment.

This reminds me, my sister was reading my posts earlier and she mentioned how whenever I talked about my family it made them sound pretty dysfunctional and mental. She seemed to disagree with that.
I found that funny. My family is both of those things, especially mental. Even more so on my mums side.
I should really write a post on her solely trying to describe my mother, actually. I think any readers would find her particularly amusing. She's like me but louder, happier and blonde.

Err. Well I'm still feeling pretty blunt. Maybe I should just resign myself to sleep. It would get me out of being awake, which is a plus. Can't believe I didn't think of that earlier.

Kbye.

Orangejar

My sisters foot - 20th Nov 09

My sister got a splinter (I presume that what it was?) in her foot two days ago and she's been hobbling around looking miserable ever since then. She limps, everywhere. But despite not being able to walk, she still went out last night with her friends and wandered around in high heels for a few hours.
I wasn't surprised to see that her foot hurt even more when she got up this morning.

Anyway, she asked me to take a look for her yesterday... I obliged... The way she talked about it made me expect that it would be MASSIVE and jagged and having like spikes coming of it at all angles, maybe even having like got infected and spread throughout half her foot..
But no, it was just a tiny little splinter in her - Im sorry I have to interrupt myself. Im watching this bird on the fence clean its self... its like.. eating things out of its feathers.... Its been going for about 5 minutes. Maybe it has its children hidden in there? well. I suppose that wouldn't mean it was eating its children. Perhaps just telling them off for arguing. "JUST SHUT UP AND EAT YOUR LOLLIES KIDS SQQQUUAAAAAAA"

Tiny little splinter in her foot.. ANd she would squirm away from me when I tried helping her get it out. It was gross and weird looking so closely at a hole in her foot. But anyway. She managed to escape and she wouldn't listen to me when I told her to soak her foot in warm water. Me being a qualified doctor and all, she would have been wise to listen to me.
Okay so this morning she came up and asked me to get it out, she said she would put up with the pain.. I found this an amusing thought. Cause I figured that it must hurt a lot more now than it did last time she wanted me to try.
Surprisingly, she did actually let me get it out, and she was incredibly disappointed at its miniscule size. She then accidently dropped it on herself and freaked out that it was on her somewhere, possibly able to strike again!

She herself is very lucky that I wanted to help her out of this little situation. After-all. Only a few days ago she spat on me when I walked into the bathroom. And only a few weeks ago did she hold me on the ground and drop her mouth plate onto my face... which was also covered in spit.
Me and her have a wonderful relationship :)

Update - 17th Nov 09

I'll start this post off by saying I'm sorry for not writing in a good few days.
I only noticed I'd been neglecting my blog this morning while I was standing in the shower contemplating life's purpose and other various incredible and amazing things.

I think the reasons that I haven't been typing as many posts are;
1 - I've been far too busy doing nothing
2 - All/most of my recent thoughts have been on topics I prefer not to post about
3 - Time going way too fast for my liking these days.

That and Im just slacking off. Which is fun in its self.
I would update you on the goings-on of the past few days but I really cant be bothered and they aren't particularly interesting anyway. I would be happy to inform you that I've spent every second of my time since saturday studying for my english exam (possibly even a little for my media studies and geography). But if I told you that I would be lying.
I have done a small small SMALL amount of studying for english. I mean, I've found my quotes for several of my essays.. I am yet to memorise most of them. Because one of my essays is on "Hamlet" and I don't really understand much about Shakespeare. Its a little bit too extreme for me to make sense of, and any essays I even TRY to write about it end up as complete nonsense.
Err. I haven't been studying because I've been procrastinating, which is a pretty fair excuse if you ask me. Plus, thinking about exams makes me freak out - more.

Okay, I suppose I should have a little info on what its like to be 17 so far. Well, I haven't done anything particularly exciting but shopping and going to see a movie. My mum took me shopping on my birthday, I got many bright and exciting clothes - which I wore to the movies the next day with author of muffin-talk and our friend (we saw "up" btw, hilariously funny movie. But very sad in some parts).
Anyway, I got these fluro tie dye tights while I was shopping. I then proceeded to wear them to the mall, and I got many rude stares from complete strangers. These two girls (who obviously thought of themselves as the bees knees) burst out laughing - this in turn made me laugh because it showed how much they were tied into the "trends" of today. I almost felt sorry for them. I mean, how could anyone live their whole life always being and doing what other people expect?
Another group of girls asked me where I got my tights from.. I couldn't completely tell if they were being serious or not. I think they might have been making fun of me cause they were all wearing pretty un-original clothes. Like. Black.
Black in totally the new pink, blah blah blah.
W/e.

Uhh. Yeah last night I got my sister some movies out for her and her friends to watch (shes broke, so loverly little me got them for her), one of them was an R16 and I was like "oh! I can get this one!" then I realised that I could anyway because I was 16 last year also.

*sigh* Im sitting here home alone right now. Fun, fun. Ignoring my studying Im supposed to be doing. I have all the doors and windows open and the wind is blowing stuff around so Im scaring myself because I keep hearing things move. Oh well. Its kinda ridiculous.

Oh, all the bolded words are ones that annoy be because apparently they are spelt incorrect. Totally unfair. This computer needs to understand that its in New Zealand now and it will have to learn to deal with it.

Weather! High 5 to you then!

Okay so the weather didn't turn out to be a TOTAL disaster yesterday..
It actually cleared up quite a bit by the end of it and we could actually see and watch the stars for part of the night :) there was SOME SUN. But only some.

Well, It was fun. I enjoyed it a lot actually... even when all my friends taped me up and carried me around against my will... catching it all on camera... while my dress came up......
It was very very very fun. I loved it to bits.

Ill explain a bit more later, Im kinda being rude lol. Im at my dads house warming party on my birthday - and im just sitting here typing out a post... so Its a LITTLE anti social. I have alot to talk about though

talk soon
orange jar

Weather took a hint

I think that clouds must be able to read minds because These ones are being nice to me today.
I pressume they heard my violent and explosive plans to get rid of them.
It did rain, for a few minutes... then It was sort like "oh god shes being seroius" and it started to show TINY little patches of blue sky, which makes me happy. So even if it doesn't get any better than this Im fine :)
Those tiny little patches GMH !!!
(refrence to a recent post on www.muffin-talk.blogspot.com)

So not I'm kinda excited :) !! Kinda a little maybe ALOT!
I shouldn't be lol. But I just did my hair and yay i love it, its worked just how I wanted it to.
Admittedly, being patially curls, it will probably fall out by the time I actually get to see any of my friends anyway, but WHO CARES!!!!!!!! it worked for me to see it!

Okay, deep breath. This is just an update on the weather.
Sunny patches expected towards the beach area of birthday world,
and also, JUST IN, the clouds can FCK OFF.
Later on other news, we have the newest info on the mass murder of 62,000,000 people and also why scorpios and cancers don't go well together.
*cheesy smile*
Thats all for now new zealand.
Goodnight
(even though its 9 to 2pm)

The weather

My day has started off bad because I got up this morning and looked outside to find the sky as a giant white blanket of CLOUD. Yesterday was perfectly sunny! There was hardly any cloud anywhere, I could have spent the whole day sun bathing - if that wouldn't of burn me into a little pile of ash.

Now today, its clouds everywhere. As faaaar as the eye can see - no blue, no blue ANYWHERE.
Im pretty sure, that if gods alive, this is a cruel joke of his and hes sitting up there laughing at me while he watches me watch the sky. And yeah.. My christian buddy would have something to say to me about that, something about him doing it for a reason, or maybe someone else needs bad weather more than i need good weather...
But I was so so worried about today!

Atleast its not raining - yet.
Touch wood.

I hope not too many of my friends are mad at me for organising something that wasn't weather proof.. The beach... ptshh. What sort of idiot decides to organise something on the beach without a back up plan IN NEW ZEALAND?!!
Im such an idiot lol. I knew this would happen.
Im saying "I told you so" to myself right now.

My most recent bad dream

Okay well I've mentioned my nightmares on here a few times in previous posts.
I thought! hey! might as well write out this one!
I woke up this morning in much the same state as i ddi yesterday.Dribbley and sore.

Okay so from what I can remember the dream started in this town... although it wasn't an ordinary town. It was kind of animated. And you could buy thing there - Things that you would use on your "farm" - This dream was GREATLY influenced by Farmville, believe it or not.
Well So i was walking around in this town looking for the man who sells fertilizer. There was a cats everywhere and behind me there was all these people farms. I would see people I know walking past me. Anyway, this section of the town didn't have the fertilizer man so I pushed on a little arrow the the right hand side of my.. my dream field? and then the town changed to the next part lol. In the new part the first thing you see it this little purple squid that sitting on the ground. It had googly eyes, and it was almost flat. But yeah, okay so I found the fertilizer man who was actually my friend Muffins boyfriend.. I think the reason he was fertilizer man is because he's like level 54 on Farmville or something ridiculous like that.
Anyway, So EVERYONE wanted fertilizer. It was like loud and everyone was bargaining and then Muffins bf just disappeared. And everyone in the shop was like "what?"
We found the fertilizer. And I went back to my farm, but on the way there I met my friends. And they were like "yeah were going to our first aid course!" so we all walked to my farm... where their first aid course was held in my crops...
But okay, so I went inside my farm house. When I was in there my cousins were in various places around the house.
And there was this very angry bald man - no dad, not you - who was running around the house muttering about how he had to kill everyone. And he did. He killed off this woman who was in the bathroom, he stabbed her a few times. Then he was going for my cousins, right... and I ran away lol. I knew at this point that it was a dream and that I wouldnt be able to spot the murderous man wether I wanted to or not!
So I ran away, and then SURPRISE SURPRISE!!! I could fly! But not just, take off the ground and your flying. Its the same kind of flying I always get in my dreams, You have to push of the ground really hard and hold your arms out to keep you steady... and if your going down then you have to like, flap your arms.. like a bird.
Okay, while I ran away I wasn't even at a farm anymore, I was actually running from my nana's house, and down her street.. trying to dodge all the REALLY intense amounts of power lines.
Okay, so I was coming down and I landed in this tree - ouch right?
But once I pulled myself together and realised I was in fact in a tree, I realised that there was like, 10 other people in the tree. Just complete random's that were all my age! Anyways, so we were sitting in this tree having a wonderful time.
When surprise surprise again, the angry bald man was wandering down the street towards the tree when he spots us. He starts running !
Just as I dive out of the tree he dives into it and begins his slaughter again. As I'm trying to run away I realise that my flying power doesn't work as well and I can't seem to get away anymore. But I manage to get to this clearing in a forest? and there was all m friends from school there? and they could all jump fly like I could? and there was heaps of angry bald men who we were all running away from?
And best off all.. the angry bald men had pet lions and tigers...

So we all proceeded to run away from each other. And it turned into a fun game.
I woke up.

Birthdays.. blegh

This is kind've a life update. When I'm at my mums house the internet isn't really capable of co-operating to the level dads does. Mums internet is a few sandwiches short of a picnic basket...
So writing and updating my bloggerino is a tad difficult. But thankfully my sister, Sta, has a (bright pink) laptop which tends to assist the internet a little.. you know... give it a little push in the right direction.
Anyway, so school finished yesterday. Yippee.
It was a wonderful feeling to sleep in this morning - even though when I woke up at quarter to eleven I was lying in a really weird angle and when I moved everything hurt... Plus I'd been dribbling on my pillow... which was fun to wipe my face over when I sat up. Of course, it had gone cold by that time so it was even more gross.
Today I spent a good 5 hours shopping. I got shoes, jewelry, t-shirts, dresses and sunglasses. All in all it was a successful shopping experience. I bought some plain shoes. Which is weird. They're just.... just black shoes... No shapes on them... no colour..... no ribbons or buttons of any sort at all really.... I quite like them. Im not sure if this is a sign that Im loosing a valuable part to my 'different' personality, or maybe its just me wanting some form of normalcy in my life.
If its the normalcy thing then thats kinda sad lol. Looking for it in shoes and all.
Then again, the shirt i bought today says "OMG WTF" on it, and my necklace says "OMG", So Im pretty sure I haven't lost much of my inner retard.

Uhh yeah, birthdays still coming up. Can't say entirely truthfully that I'm looking forwards to it.. I mean, yeah. Presents, cake, balloons etc... but really is it even a good thing to get another year older? So what if I'll be 17 instead of 16. There's no REAL difference, Im still going to be walking on two legs. Nothing incredibly new.
I know that with greater age comes greater understanding of the world and all thats within it - But is THAT supposed to make me want to get older? I don't really see the up side in that. Cause we all know that the worlds a pretty messed up place!
Like, whaling for example. Who thought of that?
"oh hey look a massive thing coming out of the water.. that gives me an idea..."
"wanna shoot at it?"
"yeah sure. I was thinking we could harness its energy and build an underwater community on its back, but shooting it will be just s satisfying"

Im getting off track.
The basic point is that my week has been okayish so far. Shopping = good. Birthday = okay. Whaling = bad.
You should be expecting either a very happy post or a very angry post very soon... this all depends on wether it rains on friday or not. Seeing as I'm taking all my friends to the beach for my birthday.
Wish me luck - Or at least threaten the weather with violence and blackmail.

P.s. Watched Juno just before - for like the 20th time. Made me think about something I don't wanna. How annoying.

Orange Jar

Its 11:57.. and Im running out of time [Running out of time!]

OKay, so I started writing this post at 11:57.
Im sitting in the dining room mentally slapping myself in the face for being such a PUSSY.
Im supposed to be in bed asleep, well. I was supposed to be in bed asleep by 10:40pm! Gotta get those 8 hours in before I get up at 6:40!!!
But no, Im sitting up here listening to the horrible scary music in the background and the constant "AAHHH!!!!!!! gurgle gurgle gurgle AAAAAAAAAAAAHHHH!!!!!"
"were not gonna make it!"
"AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! *hyperventilating sounds"

Because my sister is watching a movie called "the fog" which is apparently very scary. Every so often she's just like "WOW CREEPY!" or, "AH! That scared the hell out of me! They're like zombies!", which honestly terrifies me. They are the scariest things that anyone has ever thought up. Im finding myself looking over my shoulder every few seconds, and flinching at everything.

I've decided that Im too scared to even consider going to bed, because I'd be downstairs alone and my imagination would get away on me. I already tried it for a while.. It failed. I just made my bed, set my alarm for school tomorrow, then got scared and came back upstairs. Where I proceeded to get more scared. Then try calm myself down by sitting here typing a out this post.

I'm just sitting here... getting even more scared... because all I can hear is that terrible movie playing in the background......
*BURSTS INTO TEARS* i hate being scared of everything!!!!!!!
So here I am. Waiting for the film to finish... I think the climax has almost finished. It was all like "my son! my son you have to save him!" then the heros all like "OKAY"

bahahaha my sister was like its 9/11 today. Im like... no, thats september 11. This is november 9th... but good try. Can you believe that was 8 year ago? It really doesn't feel like its been that long. I can remember sitting in my lounge playing with smelly bellys and building blocks while my mum was watching the news at like 6am. I didnt really understand what the big deal was... I hadn't been introduced to terrorism and such. I was only 9. I was kinda like "so a building broke.. what's the big deal?"
But yeah, wow. That was such a dicky thing to do. Crash a plane into them.
I don't know what they were planning to achieve by it because all they managed to do its ruin heaps of peoples lives.
I reckon that if all the world leaders and things just got together and had a good old talk, then they'd be able to fairly compromise their way out of this whole mess they're stuck in now. But everyones just got too much pride to do THAT. Wouldn't want to crush their egos not would we? NOooooo not at all.

*sigh* ignore me. Im just rambling to try and stop listening to all the screaming that happening in the background. Im trying to not start crying, you know. I keep stopping typing because I'm listening to it, but I really really don't want to listen to it. Oh no! theres lots more screaming now!!!! and loud scary sounds!!!!!!!!!! AAHHH!!!!!!

*hyperventilates* I hate this. I hate this so much. Anyone wanna come hold my hand till I decided I'm not too terrified to move??

PLEASE?!!!! NOW?!!! aah the musics building up to something!!!!!! ITS BUILDING UP!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! OMMG OMG OMG OMG OMG!!!!!!!!!!!!! ooohh.. now its kinda like low creepy sounds ITS BUILDING UP AGAIN!!!!!!! omfg! omfg! omfg!! OMFG!!!

Okay. Calm down. Everything will be okay. I hate this.
I should go. I think its almost finished. There's a girl narrating the end.. I think....
*deep breath*
Okay.
Until next time,
Orange Jar

The divorce stick

Okay, people say that they get the short end of the stick, or the bad end of the stick in a bad situation right?
Well I was just thinking about it, because in some situations you might THINK you've got the bad end, but in reality both ends of the stick are just as bad as each other. So your tough out of luck there aren't you.
I know, I know.
"pessimism is bad! the glass is half full - not empty! There's always a silver lining! blah blah blah blah"
But honestly, sometimes that silver lining takes friggen ages to show up. I mean, that lining is waaaay beyond 'fashionably late'. Sometimes it just skips the party all together, has something better to do than spend its time hanging around the depressing stuff. Cause its not like its getting paid to hang around miserable people all day and night is it?
No. No, sometimes it hates its job just as much as the rest of us and decides to pull a sicky from work and stay home.

Thats what its like for me right now. I have the bad end of the stick. My silver linings on holiday, tanning on the coast of some tropical island, drinking lemon lime and bitters while hitting on gold linings and bronze linings all day. Im ditched. You'd think there would be a 'Silver Lining Replacement' program for when the original ones are busy.

Well, Im stressed from exams and shizz, which is pretty annoying. Along with the fact that my birthdays coming up - which is what brings me to what I actually came on here to have a little rant and complain about.. And thats what its like being the daughter of divorced parents.
I noticed earlier that I hadn't written about this at all since I started blogging - even though, admittedly, I only started blogging like 3 months ago.
But it's part of my everyday life, so it's strange i never mentioned it.
Now, before any recently divorced parents totally freak out about their kids emotional well being, I'd like to say it doesn't completely destroy our lives.
Yes... it DOES suck in almost all situations that it happens... But we get over it if we have support from friends and family. Me for example; My parents announced their split up like just over 2 years ago or something. I was hit pretty hard, as was to be expected. It sucked. Also as was to be expected.
But yeah, we get over it sooner or later. Give it a while and we'll be almost back to normal - kids bounce back easier than adults (not literally. Like, if you push one over over it wont just bounce back like a ball).
Anyway, I'm not here to complain about that part, because I know that its horrible for the parents even more so than us kids.
Im going to complain about how it is with things like custody arrangements.
I can honestly say that they annoy me almost as much as when someone puts a milk bottle back in the fridge when its empty (its like COME ON. Where is the sense in that?!)
My parents decided that its one week each: 7th mums - 14th dads -21st mums - 28th dads - 5th mums - 12th dads etc
SO this basically means that for the past two and a bit years I've been living out of a suitcase because I CBF unpacking and packing EVERY - SINGLE - MONDAY!!

There is always awkward moments like when dads side grandparents invites you for dinner - when its mums week to own me. Because what do you say? "Sorry, I'm not part of your family this week" ?

Also, its frustrating when I have to be transferred between houses because the parents will refuse to talk to each other, and if they DO talk then its awkward cause the only topic of conversation on the menu is us kids and our grades at school. I've briefly considered writing cue cards with conversation starters. I could give them harmless subjects - like the weather, politics, gardening, ingredients to various recipes, Britney spears' most recent gossip... You know. Just meaningless crap.

My social life has been dramatically changed because all my friends refuse to call my home phone since nobody can figure out which house I'm at. And if they do ask me to go out, chances are I can't go because I'll be either in the middle of nowhere at mums lifestyle block or I'll be at dads place and he'll say NO.

Then there's the things which put pressure on us kiddy winkles. The decisions that we have to make are ridiculous.
Because in celebrations like christmas and birthdays.. we have to CHOOSE a parent to spend it with. Thats why Im writing about it now. My birthdays in a fews days time and I've decided that I'm not going to have a birthday party - Even though I have every other year of my life - Even though I'm turning 17 - because I dont think eeny meenie miny mo would work in this situation. I know that neither of my parents want to give me one, and I don't want to make one of them do it while the other one gets to sit back and laugh at the others miss-fortune.
So I've decided to skip it. Im going to go to the beach with my friends for a few hours. No parents invited. THEY CAN GET STUFFED.

So as I was talking about the "bad end of the stick" before. Divorce, doesn't have one bad end. Or even TWO bad ends. The whole thing is a bad end. You have a stick representing divorece, one parent on each side - then you have the kids joining them together in the middle, and all of these positions are bad..
And people have the nerve to tell us to hug trees?
Well I say NO. Trees should be hugging US because if they didn't grow sticks in the first place none of this would have happened!

OSCAR - Drain.

Okay, so dad Lochy and I get home and stop at the top of the drive way in the car - so we could wave at the russian children.
We then hear this faint "meow". We were all like what? because we were in the car, and Oscar doesn't go anywhere near the top of the drive way right?
So again we hear a meow, but it was a bit louder and angrier. We were all pretty confused. Looking around in the car incase SOMEHOW miraculously Oscar got inside. Then again MEOW!! And dad was about to drive on, thinking Oscar must just be outside, but I was like no no, wait.
I get out.
I hear it again, but louder. MEEOOWWW
I start walking towards the end of the car...
MEEEOOOOOWW
There was this drain at the end. One of those ones with bars across it.
So, I walk up to it and look inside it. Oscars face - COVERED IN MUD - is peering up at me... from in the pipe. Not in the little space under the bars, he was IN the pipe. Meowing.
I start laughing right, the russian children and I are watching him. Lochy runs up. Dad comes up.
Oscars like FREAKING out about the russian kids who were really quite distressed for his well being.
haha dads like "you STUPID fucking cat", Im like "uumm.... I don't think kids like that language. . . "

Any way, so we free him. He was totally covered in mud.
So naturally dad was going to wash him - I, being his wonderful daughter volunteered for the job..
I mean, showering a cat can't be that hard right?
Turns out Oscar doesn't like showers..
But he did let me wash him more or less.

The thing is, that.. how did he get in the drain? Like, he must have climbed in it somewhere else, then gone through all the pipes and tunnels, and ended up at that drain at the top of the drive... He must have gone through about 60m of pipe before he got there...

What. An. IDOIT.

Peanut butter cookies.

I just thought it was necessary to inform you that I made 6 batches of peanut butter cookies today.
They almost got me kicked out of home.
Bastard cookies.
Don't even taste nice.

Orange Jar

Peanut butter dilemma

I don't understand what sort of MONSTER came up with the ridiculous Idea of having so many different brands of peanut butter.
I mean seriously, what sort of game do they think their playing at? I think its just disgusting that they would try and confuse their own customers so much that they just ... just.... just STOP eating any forms of peanut butter!

Because thats whats happening! people all over the world are refusing to eat peanut butter!!
Not just me. Seriously. Its like, millions of people everywhere.
Honest.
..

Stop looking at me like that, Im not lying. Its a massive world wide peanut butter strike.


Okay fine, its just me. I think.
But yeah, we had this peanut butter that I fell head over heels inlove with right, I ate it all day everyday.
It got to the point where I would eat it in my sleep, and film myself eating it so that I could remember all the beautiful and memorable times I had with that amazing peanut butter.

But one day I come home from school and go to get my peanut butter...
but theres a new jar of peanut butter sitting there beside it. I wasn't sure what to do in this situation. I mean, was my love trying to offer me a threesome? Or was this just a coincidence that they were both there at the same time?
Admittedly, I felt incredibly guilty picking up this.. this newer.. fuller... cleaner... mesmerizing version of MY peanut butter.
Just the feel of its jar was so smooth, so round..
I can't believe I did it. I had it on toast. And it was DISGUSTING. I suppose thats proof that things that are pretty on the outside aren't always pretty on the inside..

But anyway, I got put off peanut butter for a good few weeks. I was avoiding her calls, not replying to her messages, and even eating vegemite as a replacement (nothing against vegemite, but it just wasn't the same as my peanut butter!)

So today, I decided to face up to my mistakes and go talk to her about it. Sort this whole mess out you know? Fix things back to how they SHOULD be.
I went to the pantry, opened the doors... and Oh no. The other peanut butters there, but she's not. I assumed she'd found out what I'd done and left me for good. I thought our relationship was over..

Then I saw an empty peanut butter jar.

Dribbling dreams?

Well, Im sitting here listening to Barry White.. Not sure why. Itunes is on shuffle.
Im thinking that Im even more confused than usual this week. Things are tough.
I don't really understand anything at the moment, its like what is this maddness?™

THESUARUS
"confused"
adjective
1 they are confused about what is going on bewildered, bemused, puzzled, perplexed, baffled, mystified, nonplussed, muddled, dumbfounded, at sea, at a loss, taken aback, disoriented, disconcerted; informal flummoxed, clueless, fazed, discombobulated.

2 her confused elderly mother demented, bewildered, muddled, addled, befuddled, disoriented, disorientated; unbalanced, unhinged; senile. antonym lucid.

3 a confused recollection vague, unclear, indistinct, imprecise, blurred, hazy, woolly, shadowy, dim; imperfect, sketchy. antonym clear, precise.

4 a confused mass of bones disorderly, disordered, disorganized, disarranged, out of order, untidy, muddled, jumbled, mixed up, chaotic, topsy-turvy; informal shambolic. antonym neat.

- Almost all apply. Except Im not elderly or a mass of bones (got some organs in there too).

Today was hard, I woke up feeling terrible already. It was kinda like I woke up and was like
"morning already? FML"
Then on it just kinda got worse till about midday. Similar to yesterday - but worse. Everything was just... I didn't want to talk, blink, breathe, or generally any form of movement at all. It was just so much F-it (its like effort, but whenever I use the word effort saying F it also applies to the conversation).
Last night was what started today off weird actually,
But I plan to ignore all the terrible feelings for the time being and tell you about what I dreamt last night
It actually freaked me out when I woke up from it lol, I was like "I bet there was some creepy monster actually licking my hands and putting its cold hands all over me in my sleep..."
But so basically I had a dream about my amazing friends boyfriends friends.
My amazing friends is known on blogspot at the site www.muffin-talk.blogspot.com
Anyways in my dream I was sitting next to a very very pale bald guy - who was my age, 16 - and his friend who had long brown hair. We were having a fine and dandy old time, you know just sitting casually on the pavement next to some grass..
When SUDDENLY!!!! The grass had bitten my finger! I lifted my hand up and there was spit dripping from it, going all down my arm and into my lap and things.
The other guys just laughed, you know. This stuff happens all the time, what's the big deal? Because apparently it was actually this other guy who bit me, and thats okay. Because he's a nice guy.
Anyways, this guy. Then proceeds to dribble on me more while putting his cold feet all over me!
Did I mention that he was wearing fluorescent yellow and black striped tights? No? okay well he was.
I woke up from that one confused too.

I think that tonight I'm going to make dinner, or bake something.. or SOMETHING because I feel like making up for my complete lack of enthusiasm last night. I think I bored people by just giving up and going to bed at 7:20 lol.
Either way, ill find something to bake/make
w/e

ttyl
Orange Jar

Good old Monday, huh?

Mondays just bring so much joy to my heart :) Every single Monday I just thank god I'm alive!!
- I notice that I use sarcasm too much. I think its because its easier to take the piss out of just how ridiculously sucky something is by pretending its the exact opposite.
But either way.
Today I woke up at 3am (After a relatively strange dream that involved lesbians and buses), only to find that I couldn't get back to sleep for what seemed like hours. I'm not sure why.. I was just getting angry at myself for not being asleep. Then since I was angry I couldn't get to sleep, so I got angrier.. it was a vicious cycle.
But anyway, i did end up getting to sleep :)

I then woke up and had A SHOWER!!!!!!!!!!! (I thought typing it in capitals might make it sound more interesting).
Afterwards, I went to get my uniform off the washing line... only to find that it rained last night at it was all WET!!!! I yelled furiously at the water on the deck and stormed inside to get my shoes.
Okay, so I was taking the washing off the line and I burst into tears because my Monday was so wonderful. Tears of happiness that I was tired, cold and had wet clothes to wear to school today.

But surprisingly my day did get better from then on! No sarcasm!
My first three periods of school I didn't have to do any work because I've finished all my photography (I handed it in on friday, thank goodness. Thats alot of weight off my shoulders), and I've also finished my art board. And in business... we had a reliever lol.

But here I am, at home. Things aren't so "fun" anymore. It kinda sucks having to swap houses every Monday
(Oh hey! There's another reason to ADORE Mondays!!)
But at home, here, right now. I get to thinking about what someone said to me once. And Im going to find it difficult to describe this without sounding thick. They said I was... not shallow.... Like, I only see what's on the surface? Not peoples physical appearance or w/e. It's that I ... You know how people are like "Wow, thats deep man. Real deep" ? Like that but the opposite.
I'm thinking about it because Im not sure if its true or not. I do have insightful conversations on my head on a daily basis, but they're usually about nonsense. As you all should know. Either that or its about depressing things! But in real life situations I'm usually too busy being loud to sit back and notice the small things about people. I should probably take some time out of my OMG LOOK A BUTTERFLY!!!!! OH NO! BUTTERFLIES ARE JUST PRETTIER VERSIONS OF MOTHS!!!!!!!!!! kind of lifestyle and have a study day... where I study people.

I have the same things on my mind that were there like two posts ago.. They're just too confusing to even think about at the moment. So they just kinda sit in my head all day and throw themselves at the walls of my brain driving me up the wall. I need to hire some exterminators..

Orange Jar

Your such a cupcake face.

23/10/09
"I am actually sitting in business studies right now. Im not entirely sure if I'm in the HAHA writing mood! I w -"

29/10
Im not entirely sure what happened to the rest of that... I think I got interrupted and dashed off somewhere to save little orphan penguins so I could bring them up as my children and give them a childhood they deserve. Seeing as its now the 29th, so, 6 days later.
Im sitting here in my photography classroom - during my business studies lesson. I actually don't need to be here! I'm here to help out the other students who are frantically running in circles and hyperventilating ... metaphorically.

Peoples here are almost in tears because pictures are too dark, too light, too big, too small, too fuzzy, too contrasted, not contrasted enough...
And here I am, lending some of my chillaxedness to others in need. I'm pretty sure I'd call that charity work.

BUT ON OTHER NEWS!!
It's friday tomorrow and halloween on saturday! I quite enjoy halloween, I can dress up however I like and act like as much of an idiot as I like.. and nobody can judge me. THANK GOD FOR WEIRD DRESS UP HOLIDAYS!!!!!!
Then again, everyday is a weird dress up holiday for me. Im always sticking out like a sore thumb, even when Im having a boring casual dress day... and no. Its not just because Im a ginga - although, that is defiantly part of my 'sore-thumb' look. With me it's usually BRIGHT BRIGHT and BRIGHTER colours with odd socks to match. You can only imagine how happy I was when fluorescent colours were the " in " thing. My life was complete. Well, it would have been if it were socially acceptable to wear face paint on a daily basis!!

Then again, in some ways... It's more socially acceptable. Girls are actually EXPECTED to wear face paint day-in and day-out for their entire lives fromt he moment they hit puberty!
Except they've renamed it "foundation" and "concealer". And they've limited it to your skin colour only. For example; if I were to waltz into school with bright blue face paint on, I would be stopped by a teacher almost instantly. And me saying "But miss! I thought we were allowed to wear foundation at school!!", would only earn me a detention or six.
Hang on... this reminds me. The term "cake face", is in reference to people who pile on the make up. Its a little strange isn't it? I mean, it sounds more like your implying some ones got a fat face! Also, would that mean that a cupcake cake face is a fat child?
Because cupcake face almost sounds like you'd be implying some ones got a cute face... Which is really quite the opposite of a cake face!
No wonder boys don't wear make up. Its not very logical.
And to be perfectly honest, its a little violent too. I mean, mascara? Come on. Its pretty much massacre spelt wrong. It's a spikey and potentially damaging brush that your supposed to be putting near your eyes! What's up with that?
I bet theres a whole bunch of girls out there who have been accused of having conjunctivitis when in reality they've just had a near death experience with a mascara brush...

haha talking about this reminds me of back when I was like 13 and went through a phase of shiny clear lipgloss. This obsession was quickly cut short when I realized that every time you move your head, hair gets dragged through it and within 10 minutes its all over your face.

And this bring me to sex.
If you can't make the connection with how I got to this topic... then re-read the last 8 words on the previous paragraph.
My mother has given me a few great pearlers on this topic, which I am intending to pass onto you wonderful readers out there...
She said that;
1. NEVER have sex on the beach.
2. ALWAYS use protection
And 3, sex ruins everything.
Now, Im going to go right ahead and presume that mum meant that it ruins everything when done too early in the relationship, and not just ruins everything in general - because that would mean children also ruin everything, being the outcome of sex and all.
Not the best remark one wants to hear from their mother.
Also, the only explanation on the first piece of sexual wisdom that I am anywhere near willing to repeat is that it causes the "sand paper effect".
Enough said.
Orange Jar

Fck you?

Arrgggghhhh this is the stuff. Yeah. MAN. Life is good right? I think that if life got any better then I would ACTUALLY implode with happiness. Im pretty close to it now actually, I can feel a pretty intense implosion coming.. it feels similar to when you need to sneeze, but instead of just that silly feeling in your nose, its ALL over your body. And your skin kinda glows...
And no. Im not just pregnant! My skin is glowing because of the pre-plosion symptoms!
Thats how happy I am. Implosionably happy.

..

Not actually. Life is pretty much as bad as hedgehogs drinking milk (they're lactose intolerant, btw, for all those non-knowledgeable on hedgehogs).
SO. Um, I have my two art boards due in tomorrow at 1pm, Im currently supposed to be desperately painting to finish them on time - seeing as tonight's my last night. And then on friday, (Not tomorrow, but the next day) my two photography boards are due.
SO HEY GUYS!!!!!!! IM ONE GIANT BALL OF SCREAMING-IN-MY-HEAD!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
IF ANYONE WANT TO JOIN THE PARTY, FEEL FREE!!!!!!!!!!! ITS GREAT! IM FEELING ECSTATIC!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
I just want to throw my toys out of the cot and have a classic, loud, violent, rolling on the ground, smashing things tantrum. I reckon that would make me feel a little better.. even though it wouldn't solve anything in the slightest. But some how breaking things always makes me feel better :) So does chewing ice cubes. Its just such a violent noise that it makes when you crack them in your mouth, don't you think? I know that it would be a different thing if ice cubes had feelings. Then it would make me kinda sadistic. But okay! if thats how its going to be! then FINE! IM SADISTIC TO ICE CUBES.

*takes incredibly deep breath*
I've managed to avoid the things which are actually making my life difficult at the moment. I suppose i should leave it as a secret. They aren't the kind of topics of you can bring up in everyday conversations. It would be like :
"oh yeah, I had pizza for lunch on tuesday too"
"wow! thats so cool! I have syphilis"

But not as extreme, you know. It would be awkward.

Orange Jar

Little town called Morrinsville.

OKAY! Im on my bus home from Morrinsville now. 

This has been very fun... Just what I needed to be honest. An escape from Earth to a little town called Morrinsville: where all men seem to be truck drivers and majority of women are snotty little bitches who spend their spare time talking behind their backs. 

Everyone drinks at the pub every night, and has MASSIVE meat filled dinners - with plenty of ice cream for desert. However, there are draw backs to my little slice of heaven... Majority of people smoke all the time, which is DISGUSTING! Being in the car with Debbie while she smokes almost makes me want to tip a bucket of water over her head and wave my hands around franticly screaming "YOUR ON FIRE! YOUR ON FIRE!!!"

Seeing as things which are on fire send off smoke.

-And anyone with half a brain would know that being on fire has GOT to be bad for you.

Now Im not sure if this has something to do with being at Debbie's or not; But my nightmares have become a little bit different - more memorable, more strange somehow. 

For example! Murder has stared in a lot of my nightmares. Lol like I dreamt that I was invisible, and I could fly!! then everyone decided that I wasn't allowed, so they all tried to kill me. Also, I was in a house with all my friends from school right - and also my old friends Lauren and Rachel (who I haven't seen in YEARS) - and then they all started killing each other off! I mean COME ON. Wtf.

Haha, there's a man sitting across the isle from me, and I'm not entirely sure but I think he might be looking at me every so often. You know, kind of wondering what I'm writing - perhaps even imagining that maybe I'm writing a story and casting him as the sexy, oiled up, body building hero that runs around all day having sex and saving women from fires.

He's wearing a leather jacket and has a briefcase - which isn't leather. Perhaps he's a police man who's a little rough around the edges? He's quite tan... Almost orange. Maybe he's really into his appearance; I mean, he does have quite nice looking hair! And his face looks handsome-ish from the side. 

OMG! leather jacket... oiled up... tan.... HES THE TERMINATOR!!!!!

He even has a matching facial expression!!

Hahahahahhahahahahahahahahahahaha just noticed! He has a mole behind his right ear! There's nothing intensely funny about having an ear mole, its just that I've spent all this time studying him and I only JUST noticed it! Im going to name it Jordan. Jordan the Mole. I think it works quite well... Classy almost.

The names Mole...

Jordan Mole.

Oooooooh it has a ring to it doesn't it?

Hey... Its kinda weird that I've spent all this time writing about some random guy on a bus. 

Well I guess this makes it official. Im weird and I like it ... I think

NOTE: Approximately 10 minutes after I finished writing this, the man moved seats. Lol oops.

Orange Jar

Today

Okkkkaaaayyyy. Well. Figures that the stuf I've written so far has been about very specific subjects. So I figure, why not write out about my day for a change?

And then in my head I replied "Sure thing dollface, Ill just get me a vodka with two sugars"

Im not entirely sure why vodka with sugar, but hey. Im not entirely sure of anything.So here we are. Writing about our day.

SO today I woke up at 7:30 and went back to sleep till 8. Then till 8:30. Then just sat in bed till 9 . I didn't know it was possible to fail at sleep till this morning.

Okay so I got up right, had breakfast - got dressed - brushed my teeth. You know, all that jazz.

I didn't brush my hair however, anyone who knows me will know that I don't do that often :) my hair has magical powers and therefor it NEVER messes up... its probably just because its orange lol.

Cause orange things cant get messy?

Ptssh thats not true! I bet that if someone chucked a whole BUNCH of oranges into a room and then threw some dynamite in there then it would be pretty messy... And probably sticky.

Anyway, After the usual morning shizz I got out some english notes and stated to study cause I had my EXAM TODAY!!!!!!!!!!!! I didnt get very far with studying lol. At about 9:30 I was sitting infront of my sisters laptop typing out my media studies stuff that i had to hand in today.

omfg. Media studies, MAN AM I HAPPY TO HAVE THAT OVER AND DONE WITH!!!!! that was the most stressful 8 weeks of my life! More stressful than when my parents split up!

... well maybe thats an over exaggeration. But it was stress-to-the-max in my brain.

I dont really find my day interesting for the majority of it lol so Im going to skip to during my english exam. I was sitting there shaking because some horrid teacher was destroying my nerves when I was looking for my name so i could find my exam class. She was all "HURRY UP! HOW LONG DOES IT TAKE YOU TO FIND A NAME?!!!!" and yelling angrily in my face. I was all like "shut up. Shut up! SHUT UP!!!!!!!!!!" in my head.

Well while I was in my exam shaking in my space boots I dropped my pen off my desk *scowls* I had to crawl across the floor to get it lol. The examiner was like tutting at me, I could tell. And the girl next to me was laughing.

So that was embarrassing.

Um.. also I spilt apple juice all over the carpet in the lounge and spilt Tomato sauce on my dads favorite couch cushion. WHOOPS. I did both of those things in the space of 5 minutes. He wasn't impressed lol.

*deep breath* All I ate today was a bowl of cereal and 4 crackers till 8pm tonight. That was a little bad - Im supposed to be a good girl when it comes to that stuff. Getting all my nutrients. You know? Im one of those goooooooooooood people. But not quite 5 plus fruit and veges a day . I pretty much have an apple everyday because I shine them, they end up shinier that my dads head in bright sunlight.. and THATS impressive.

Ill have to make a note to myself to write some of my nightmares down on here, they're pretty amusing. I was telling my friend - who I shall not name for their own personal privacy - and they seemed to like them quite alot.

thats enough for today I think

Orange Jar

Small wonderings.

Vomit;

EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEWWWW!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I just vomited in my mouth!!

It tasted like a mix of stomach acids and smoked fish. Quite delicious to be totally honest...

If only i could taste it again! My life would be complete! 

You know something weird? I vomit in my mouth all the time these days. Its really gross. I imagine that this is what babies feel like.... You know how babies throw up all the time? like on their parents shoulders and stuff? Well, I think that I'm like that. Only, I'm old enough to know how to keep it down now. 

Moths;

Is it really weird that I have a fear of moths? They're totally harmless... But then again, there was that one time when I was white water rafting and we hit that tree and there was like, no kidding, TEN THOUSAND MOTHS that all fell on me! And since I was covered in water they all STUCK to me and drowned on my skin! Perhaps that why Im scared of moths.. Oh well. Maybe one day I will confront my irrational moth fear and breed moths as a future career or something.

Frustration;

So Um. I have exams in like 2 weeks. I was thinking that maybe I could cram a bit of seriously needed study into my already busy schedule of curling into a ball and freaking out. 

Its just so frustrating knowing that I've got all these important tests coming up! I just wanna push someone over! (not literally). I feel like shredding something into tiny dust sized pieces and then setting them alight after drowning them in kerosene or something. That way I will know that my frustration will feel like its burning in hell... But in pieces. So each little piece of it is separately burning in hell.  .  .  . And after its all burnt up then I will jump on the ashes with those shoes that have spikes. Then I will get a hair dryer and blow all of the ashes away so that I don't have to look at them anymore.

o.j

Train of thought revisited.

Alright.. I was going over my logic for 'train of thought' 

And I was thinking about all the thoughts that AREN'T lost. 

I mean... supposedly, we keep all out thoughts and memories inside our heads... But that must mean that we have some pretty intensely organised filing systems in our brains; everythings probably colour coded too.

It would mean that there would be all these processes that our thoughts go though so that we can choose which filing cabinet to get placed in. But then what happens if something gets put in the wrong place!

What if "i had sand whiches for lunch today" got put in the "Family members birthdays" cabinet? 

Would this mean that a persons brain would go on lock down until this file was placed into the correct cabinet? Maybe thats how people space out.. You know, get that blank look on their face and kinda stare off into the distance.

Then again. This is all just nonsense. Brains arent giant warehouses filled to the brim with filing cabinets! theyre just big pink things filled with nerves and blood and stuff. 

But I personally like the way that I described the contents of peoples heads in the previous paragraph better.

But hey, I guess this is why I take art and not science.

o.j.

Train of thought

I often use the phrase "I've lost my train of thought".

But then again, how can someone possibly loose a train? they are massive things, aren't they? 

And especially if you've lost one inside your own head. I imagine that it would have to be a pretty darn compactable train if one were to fit an entire train inside their skull... and then loose it.

Besides, this doesn't even factor in all the carriages that may or may not be attached to this lost train...

Now, I know that the phrase is just a metaphor. So if we think logically, there is actually just all these thoughts out there in the world which are lost..

Those poor poor thoughts. Will they ever be re-united with their owners? or are they doomed to forever wander aimlessly. 

Someone should create a 'lost and found' box for thoughts!

Hmm.. but in order for that to work then it would have to be more like a house - kinda like and orphanage. In my head, I picture thoughts to be purple and whispy little things. But they aren't just random things that float around peoples head all day, they are living breathing beings!!

Nobody ever cares for the lost thoughts of society! WHAT IS THE WORLD COMING TO?!

this is just sick. Sick and twisted! Im going to form a "misplaced thoughts" help group.

JOIN ME AND HELP THOUGHTS EVERYWHERE!

O.J.