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
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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..

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