Sunday, 18 May 2008


It's become kind of hobby of mine to take down funny things people say in my notebook and I thought I should share them with the blogging community. Here are just a few of my favourites:

"There are some people who suffer from some pretty not good expression."
-My History teacher

"He has muscles, you just can't see them."
-A friend of mine (defending her boyfriend)

"I wanna read real manly poetry"
-A boy in my English class (fed up with Plath)

"But isn't grass usually green?"
-A girl in my drama class

"Let's have matching cushions all the time!"
-My Mum

"Aren't we too old for paedophiles?"
-Another drama student

Friday, 16 May 2008

Let me tell you about my week

I think I must have offended a Pagan God (or at least a Christian Saint) because there's a force out to get me this week.

Monday I got a massive migraine and was sick all afternoon and well into the night.
Tuesday is my late day and I really needed to sleep in but I had to get up early to do all the homework I was meant to do Monday afternoon.
Thursday (yesterday) I sprained my ankle after school (but stayed for our Drama rehearsal because I'm a kind soul) and the nurse had gone home so I couldn't get an ice pack.
Today I'm home from school because I can't walk on this stupid ankle.

When you have a cold or a headache or something you want to rest all day but I don't. I'm alert and frustrated because I can't do anything. I really didn't want to miss school today because I don't want to get behind in anything so I'm even enjoying my day off like I should.

I had to cancel my work shift for this week too which means I can't earn back the money I took out yesterday to pay for my Formal ticket.

Oh, and my period started on Tuesday but, like the external causes of the Russian Revolution, this has done more to aggravate already existing grievances than to cause new ones.

After all that I can only say: Pffffffffffffffffft.
(Although I think it's a testimony to my patience that I haven't been grumpy about it all until today)

Saturday, 10 May 2008

Fishbowl blogging

I feel like I don't read enough blogs, I have about 6 or 7 that I check up on regularly and I'm starting to feel like I've got myself into a fishbowl and I'm not sure how to get out. So... I was hoping y'all could help me out by recommending a few blogs. You can recommend yourself if you like. I just need to break free...

Thursday, 8 May 2008

I am so over...

~English Essays
If you told me in 2006 that I would start to hate essays I would tell you that were a silly poo, but there you go. Everyone reaches their limit and I think I hit mine when I was told to write 1000-1200 words on a book's title last week)

~The School Formal
It won't be for a couple of months yet and I wish the damn thing would go away (never, ever thought I would say that) the only reason I haven't asked for my deposit back is that I want an excuse to wear a pretty dress. Problems have escalated from the limo to accessories to after parties (and pre-parties) to dates. I want to go with Mr. Rudd's cardboard cut-out but the rest of the world doesn't seem to like the idea. (I bet they're jealous)

This is a term I made up the other day to describe boys who haven't had a girlfriend before. (It could probably be used for girls too, but this is beside the point) For some reason, they flock to me. I find this excruciatingly awkward because I hate saying 'no' but don't want to say 'yes'.
I feel a bit like the title role in Good Luck Chuck (November 2007). Chuck has a curse put on him and whenever he sleeps with a woman she finds Mr. Right a short while later. I get asked out by a boy and a year later he gets a long term girlfriend (Statisitcs are: 3 out of 3 and I'll give you updates on the next two in a year.)

Either play the song or don't. Don't try to sort of play the song because it's just frustrating.