I miss writing. I used to write all the time; bits of stories, poems, lists, quotes, witty thoughts, ideas, letters, all sorts. But I don't seem to have anything to write about anymore, I'm not even inspired to blog because there's nothing new to report expect the over-used Year 12 mantra of "I'm so tired, I'm so stressed, I'm sick of school, I'll miss everyone when I leave, homework's getting too much for me, looking forward to Formal after party, why didn't I choose ... instead?" etc.
It's not even like I have something to be properly depressed over and I'm not depressed, just fed up seems the best way to describe it. I have nothing exciting to tell, my live seems to have transformed itself into a straight, grey line with occasional bursts of raw frustration without me even realising.
Sorry for the lack of funnies. I will compensate by introducing you all to a new favourite site of mine:
http://filmcow.com/
For those of you who have not yet been affecting by the world web phenomenon that is Charlie the Unicorn, I strongly recommend you watch it (and Spatular Madness).
Monday, 16 June 2008
Thursday, 12 June 2008
Sunday, 1 June 2008
My 40th!
Yep, this is my 40th post. I'm the same age as Kylie now.
The only trouble is that, unlike Kylie, my life doesn't really have a lot going on at the moment. Nothing blog worthy at any rate. So... I may as well do a snapshot!
My life at present:
- School is a giant, dull, manipulative, life consuming, energy zapping, friendship draining, frustrating and seemingly endless void of crap. (Please ignore paradoxes and such, they are the result of aforementioned)
- Work is tiring and with a general odour of popcorn following me out the door but otherwise pretty good. (Certainly not complaining about getting paid twice as much as if I worked at McDonald's. Yeah, that's right, Macca's slaves, suffer!)
- My love life is almost non-existent which is fine by me. (Not a sentence that gets used all that often I'll bet)
- I've started wishing that apsects of the internet could be transplanted into RW (real world). Namely, those statues signs on MSN such as 'Busy' or 'On the Phone'.
- The cat only wants to eat dry cat food now.
- I have a car. It's my grandpa's old one and now really only mine in the sense that I can wash it and pay for its registration but I can't drive yet.
- The best thing about this year is that when it finishes it wil all be over and done with and I'll have a year to myself. The idea of my Gap Year is what's getting me through everything, no joke.
-Green is my new meditation colour.
Sunday, 18 May 2008
Quotes
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
"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)
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)
~Firsties
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.)
~Remixes
Either play the song or don't. Don't try to sort of play the song because it's just frustrating.
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)
~Firsties
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.)
~Remixes
Either play the song or don't. Don't try to sort of play the song because it's just frustrating.
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