...like flowers.

And thanks Burnie... loser.

i smell hahaha

I was thinking, this blog needs a bit of an update.

As do a lot of things in my life at the moment. For example: my laptop. Yes, it is literally falling apart. My spacebar fell off.

I attempted to glue it back using fake nail glue. Failed.
It's still on, only I have to press down very hard to make it work.

It was my birthday yesterday. 16 years old. Finally.
I always look forward to that day every year. Even though it's exactly the same as any other, cold and wet, I feel kinda different from the moment it turns 12am to that night where I count down the last seconds of that day which I consider my own.

And that's the beauty of birthdays. Although we share them with thousands and sometimes even millions of others all over the world, we only get one of them are year and we think of it as OUR day. The one day of the year where everything is about us, everyone likes us, everyone has to respect us.

I do love birthdays. But not for the presents or the people, but from the feeling I get knowing that it's MY day and that I actually made it to 16 years old when so many other people haven't and won't.

16's a long time. I would know.

Anyway, the day went by surprisingly fast. I had planned to something on that day, and when Emily asked me over msn the night before what I was going to do, I impulsively said "Come to the movies and we'll watch Transformers." Invited Fran and Lauren.

The next morning I woke up early, something I really didn't want to do considering it was my birthday. The best present anyone could have given me was to to have let me sleep in. But no, I was going to the movies.

Dad drove me to the bus stop. Mum had already left for work, Andrew and Zoe had already left for school. Waited for the bus, it was 2 minutes late. Not pleased.

Lauren was on the bus - which was cool. We talked for a while about the fact that it was my birthday. The convo was full of all the default questions everyone always asks on birthdays. But I didn't mind. I was going to the movies.

Got to Northland and Lauren and I walked around, looking in random shops. We were meeting Liz and Emily at 11 in Hoyts. Emily called about 10 minutes before 11. She said sorry more times than other other word. Turns out she'd just woken up then and wouldnt be able to make it. Also turns out she'd invited Jason and that he wasnt able to make it either.

Oh well.

Me and Lauren went to Hoyts. Liz showed up 20 minutes late. They split the cost of my ticket which was really nice of them.

Transformers was awesome. Jealous much?

Afterward Em met as at the Pancake parlor. Imi was there too. We ate Pancakes.

Went home.

Later that night I was watching Master Chef. They were about to announce who won the challenge when dad and Andrew came up with a cake. Singing.
I didnt hear who'd won and I was angry at them for choosing that moment to bring the cake. Then I felt so guilty when they looked hurt. I almost cried. I hate it when other people feel bad. Especially since it was my fault.

The cake was good. Andrew had bought me a bueno. Second best pressie anyone could ever get me. I still felt bad. Still do.

Went to sleep, was reading the awesome book Liz let me borrow: Looking for Alaska. It's so addictive. Looked at my clock and it was 12.01.

That birthday feeling was officially gone. 365 days till my birthday.

I'm Sorry.

A few weeks ago I posted something on my blog which I was trusted to keep to myself. Unfortunately, I upset that person when he/she read it later on. And I dunno if they're going to read this or not -- I think they've made a promise to themselves to never read my blog again, but still I should apologise for being so mean.
ILY <33

And while I have nothing to do (I'm sitting in the library during English avoiding my English creative project) I might as well post something...

I'm really bored -.-
Like, this class is really really boring.
I have to work tonight -- bread for school on Thursday guys, any special orders?
I like working ^.-
Eating scones that taste like fudge and swearing at asshole customers when they walk out the door is fun.

Uhm. Fuck this is boring.
FUCK!!

Yeah. Ew the Jaffa is a frigging retard. Someone please lock her in the library WITHOUT a supply of donuts. Seriously.

Im gonna colour my hair again, any ideas? AND RITA please post something new on your blog. I'm getting bored. -cry-

And for all those who saw my old post saying that I was getting a new blog, I changed my mind and I'll probs just end up changing the background or something.

Plus I need a song for my English creative thing. Something with no words and something that has a build up somewhere in the middle or closer to the end. Know what I mean? If anyone has or knows of a song like this PLEASE send it to me or give me a link :)

So... yeah.

What The Shit?

Ok guys, please excuse the title, but today I say it written on a desk, and with all the post-exam hysterics I couldn't stop laughing at it.

Yea yeah I know. I'm just that awesome.

Anyway, I know I haven't written anything in ages. Yeah.. Uhm.

I dunno.

School so stupid, too much homework..

OMG THIS POST IS SO BORING. ARGH

ARGHHHH

This is stupid. You're all stupid, whatevs. I'm done.

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You're not doing it right.

A couple of weeks ago, I wrote this... Saved it to my drafts and completely forgot about it. I was just reading it and it pretty much applies to now anyways.

Sitting at my comp, wet hair, smells like oranges. Is stressing over the homework pile which is quickly getting bigger and bigger -- yet for some reason doesn't get smaller at all. Has to do a food tech project by tomorrow morning which was due on Monday, started today at lunch. Is successfuly avoiding this. Wont be successfully avoiding it in the morning when Ms. Lumsden bites my head off. Trying not to let Andrew see that I'm not actually doing homework but am typing crap on my blog. Hopes he doesn't go tel dad who just happens to be sitting across from me on his own laptop. I have a sore throat, an almost runny nose..

Lomf.

Laugh On My Face.

SPREAD THE WORD!!

Anyway...

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