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