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I wanna find a hole and crawl in it and never come out.
Monday, February 28, 2011 @ 7:38 PM
Omg, i have like frikken 2 days to finish my Physics assessment reaserch and seriously i have no idea what to do. Like i get we have to research but like why give us unlimited pages? Its so fikken pointless unless they have some massive stupid thing planned. Im like stock piling notes and they all repeat themselves. Whats the point in that? Omg. And toay i had the stupid maths test. Which i frikken betcha i flunked, how the hell do i do the stupid shitty test for maths next week? And on top of that there's gonna be a chem assignment due like week 8. Omg and then there's that english thing that's gonna be due. Who the hell thinks of this stuff? Really, can't breathe here, I'm like one step from strapping myself to a blood ventilator, and yeah. I have one of those. See? Too Much assignments + Stupid essays writing for eco + no sleep = Therese is a bloody cranky, annoyed, annoying, pissed off psychotic bitch. Now that i got that outta me, back to the stupid shit i have to do and not get enough sleep. Btw, you all should be doing ur physics assesment too or catching up on sleep and not reading my stupid ranting. Note that the ranting is stupid and not me. What? Had to make that clear! xoxo Sleep....
Sunday, February 27, 2011 @ 8:27 PM
I just got home from tutor, I'm hungry, I'm tired and I'm sleep deprived and yes, I'm whining. I have like 10mins to eat and then i must devote the last 1.5hours that i'm awake today to my physics assessement, which i have no frikken idea how to do, then I'm gonna brush my teeth, watch some drama that i won't remember coz i'll be snoring the moment my head hits the pillow, put in my stupid retainer and say goodnight horrible world, I'll deal with you tomorw. Okay. as usual the nice part of my post. Lucy wanted to make me a better version of the failed cake we attempted to make Winnie. Which reminds me, that i have to emind you all. 1. I love strawberries 2. I hate strawberry flavoured stuff Yup. It's wierd, i know. But im wierd so live with it. Sorry lucy another flavour maybe? xoxo My life sucks...
Saturday, February 26, 2011 @ 6:54 PM
Yes this is gonna be one of those posts where i complain about my sucky life. I have 5mins so here goes the blabber. I hate yr 11, just finished the stupid English analysis yesterday and now there is the Physics assessment. Great. I haven't started. Then again i guess we're all in the same boat so what the heck. Basically i have 4 hours left of today coz I'm determined to get some blog sleep, to juggle ALL 4 of the surfing exercises Zhang gave me. Oh just kill me now. Then, I'm gonna write my economics essay, at least half of it, then look at some eco hw and see if im really bothered to do it. She did say we could do it in class so i might not bother at all. And the last thing i gotta so is stupid physics tutor hw. Great. If i finish all that then i have time 2morw to do my physics assessment and even if i don't finish it 2morw i still have time on Monday and Tuesday coz i did the ridiculous amount of work Zhang gave me. On a good note, at least i skip one lesson of maths. Then the bad note, i have to catch up on work. Which reminds me, i need isabell to scan for me maths textbook so i can do it. Which idiot chose all the crazy subjects to do this year. Oh wait that would be this idiot. Yup, might as well have written a will. Jesus. Okay, that's the horrible part of this post. Here's the light at the end of the tunnel. One of my many likes. *Drum roll* Hehe. TAROT CARDS!
xoxo Whoopsie???
Okay, so if you've noticed i did skip a day. What? It was an accident. I was so tired yesterday that i fell asleep. NO hard feelings right? Anyway, to make up for that I'll be blogging twice today. So at this moment in time people are enjoying themselves at Winnie's Birthday party, which unfortanely i can't go to becuase my mother decided that i can't skip tutor. Great. So instead my mother decided to drag me to get her hair cut, and well i was already there so i decided i'll get mine cut too. This is where the stupid part happened. Winnie called me and when i was talking to her my mother started to fuss coz the lady had to cut my hair, at that moment Winnie was fussing over need of change to buy her train ticket. She couldn't hear me say bye so i kinda hung up on her. Lols. Sweet, I'm really sorry, i did say bye? I'll make it up to you somehow, nothing ridiculous though okay? Love you heaps and you can hang up on me next time i call you for revenge if you like. Love you. And Happy Brithday, even though its just the party! okay that's today's first post done. toodles. xoxo Happy Birthday Winnie
Thursday, February 24, 2011 @ 6:51 PM
Well the usual shout out. HAPPY FRIKKEN SWEET 16 WINNIE CHOW!!! Have a wonderful 6 hrs left of today, hope you didn't die carrying it home and I swear i fished out ur toothbrush, but our dog ate it. It was so not my fault, i blame our cat's uncle who visited. I love you, HAPPY BIRTHDAY!!! OKay... now that that's outta my system. I really have to make this a quick one, stupid, why did i have to get into that thing with Ethan, now I'm not allowed to back down. Clearly i didn't think that one through. Anyway pressed for time, Winnie's bday, lots of presents, me and john became ppl who hold them. John deffinately had it worse. Anyway then, In physics, and at lunch i had to finish bloody ext english hw. Far out. It took like an hour with help from David. Btw, sorry twin i wasnt there for the celebration part, i'll sing it personally to you sometime. The cake was so nice though. Now the creepy part that you people will never understand, unless you'r rutuja, we all know she's an exception. I have a choice to make. We're in a stalemate, you and me. Who's gonna move first. I'm so sure it wont be you, nor will it be me. What's going through your mind? I thought i knew you so well, but is it inevitable that we'll move apart? You know i lost it. Do you still have yours? As the days count down, the presssure to make the choice is overwhelming. I want to, but if i can or not is a different story. The gap between us grows as the days go by, suddenly its clear to me that after the next 68574 hrs we'll part ways and it could be forever. Thinking of that moment sends shivers down my spine, i want to make the most of the time you and i have left be it a day, an hr, even a min. I don't want that moment to ever come. But i know it will. Until then, I have a choice to make. Yeah Confused? Now the interesting part... Okay, no one is ever gonna be able to get me this but that doesn't stop me from liking it. I present to you my dream car. The Alfa Romeo 8C Spider:  xoxoSigh
Wednesday, February 23, 2011 @ 6:58 PM
Okay, i had a little visit from some old friends today who just left 10mins ago. I just did the fasted clean up of my life. Jesus who knew girls can be messier than boys? Lols. The recap of today. It was so cold in the morning i almost became a snowman. And i was not kidding, freezing my ass off standing at school. I had the most boring subjects, oh except for Economics coz i had to go ask Ruperto a question. hehe. Yeah, my life or lack of it sucks if that's the highlight. At lunch Kim was being radio hostess and we heard lots of music. Yup, singing mode. I realised Lucy's ringtone is Baby. Remind to wear ear muffs around her so i can't hear it lols. I'm babling a little coz i gotta make it fast. I got a phone call from Rutuja, man its been like 2 weeks we havent talked coz like well, she's busy and my assignments and homework might as well be drowning me. It was so much fun catching up but i gotta call her soon. Hon, leave me a message. hehe Now i gotta go and anotate stuff for english and do maths hw, english hw and start on my economics essay. So much to do, and so little time. Room for a little of my wishlist...  I have no time, so this one is really obvious. I'm a girl and we're dead suckers for me to you bears. Omg, they are so cute!!! xoxo FOURTH this month Ethan!
Tuesday, February 22, 2011 @ 4:11 PM
I'm determined to prove Ethan wrong so I'm gonna blog like crazy even if its about the most trivial of matters. So like if you wanna read do so, if not you could always click the little x at the corner of your window. Today was by far the most annoying day of...well prbly this week. Then again i thought that yesterday and all of last week too. That kinda defeats the purpose but what the hell. I was going to go swimming but i was dodged by Melissa, Lucy and Jen. And then John and the guys were going tennis to, FML. So i decided to drag my brother, i even pack my stuff, then the stupid weather was cold and cloudy when i woke up. Swimming plans were ruled out. Great. Then i was like tired coz i'm still sleep deprived. See? Sometimes i wish i were Khang, at least he gets to sleep all day. It wasn't until like Economics that i remotely showed signs of life. There me and Jen spent a whole 10mins waiting for someone to answer some question on Capital goods. Meh. We gave up and answer the question ourselves. I won't bore you with what it really is. Then at lunch, okay that was fun, we stole Chris' shoes. And Danny was trying to figure out what a couple of words meant. Which i shall not mention. Lols. And everyone was standing on the seats which happen to be Lynnie's kingdom. All bow down. haha. Sport was alright i guess, i beat Robert in chess! And We beat Carmen and Jennifer in like the first 2mins. That's gotta be the highlight. After school, it started to rain, that was awful, it couldn't rain before that so i could go home? It had to rain right after sport. Jesus. So i got a ride from Jennifer to the station and caught the train with Howard home. Now I'm at home, supposed to be doing my stack of never ending hw, but I'm typing this. I better get going. This is a boring post coz well, i cbb to make it interesting. Live with it. And now the only remotely interesting part of this post. Something that i like.  See the picture? 3. It's a 7 lucky ring necklace. The seven rings stand for life, love, longevity, friendship, health, wealth and happiness. God, i love that thing. xoxo Nap time
Monday, February 21, 2011 @ 9:24 PM
I DO NOT JUST BLOG TWICE A MONTH Okay, i had to get that out. I blog heaps, its just when I do you people don't read it and you complain when i don't. Tsk Tsk Quote of the day: Winnie: I wanna be 18yo Someone, I can't remember who: Why? Winnie: Coz i wanna go clubbing. Nice to know twin. Well what that means is that if she really were 18, I'd have to think of 2 more presents to get her. And it took me forever to think of a pebble for this year. So the recap on things in my boring and horrible life, meh. People are fussing over what to get other people for their Birthday, just tell us what you want, it saves a lot of time and you'll actually get what you want. This is when the male system of friendship works better. Guy 1: Dude, get me black ops for my bday Guy 2: Okay Guy 1: Awesome. *the nod* Guy 2: Yeah. *nod back* *both idiots stand there and nod until they both give up and get outta the way of the angry old man trying to cross the road behind them* See? Problem solved. Then again, I'm completely hypocritical and I never tell people what i want for my birthday too. Coz, jeez where's the thought in that? You're supposed to be my friend and get me something i like anyway right? Ahah. Chances are coz I'm a girl I like practically everything that remotely fits into the cute/pretty/i don't want other's to get it category. So that actually brings me to the point of this post. I'm gonna start to blog randomly about shit that i like so in like 8 months time or whenever you are obligated by "friendship" to purchase a gift for yours truly you can just look here and pretend you put such thought into picking it out and happen to land on something i really want. I won't remember i blogged about it coz i like so much shit to remember and I'll be like "Omg, how did you know, you're awesome". Win-win right? We both are happy and you just dodged another bullet this year. Btw, you'll be glad if you know all this coz like it'll come back to haunt you soon. Take my word. lols Okay, so starting that off is of course next best thing to a girls best friend, her other all time favourite, which we have heaps but yeah. ROSES. Oh yeah. Okay, two in one. All girls love rose, or whatever they're supposed to mean when given, all girls like red rose, I like red rose. BUT MY FAVOURITE ARE CHAMPAGNE ROSES. 1. Favourite rose- Champagne roses 2. Favourite drink- Rose Champagne Get it? Okay that's all. xoxo Kill me.
Saturday, February 19, 2011 @ 10:15 PM
First a little ranting. I swear i Next a little recapping. Monday- Valentine's day, love was in the air. I was grumpy and had to get outta bed at 6am cause mum had an appointment to make and I had to help Kosta with V day endeavours. So yeah, i stepped into those gates at 730am. What's wrong with me? So we put up like a billion arrow and i was not kidding they were never ending. Then Kosta and I got into our required hiding places and waited for Tiffany to arrive. Yeah, she came late. But all was well and they lived happily ever after. What?I'm sorry, i can't help but becynical. Then there were roses, I have to admit the best ones were the ones Kim made. They were so pretty. Someone sent Lucy 13. Oohh. You have a secret admirer, who's not so secret. Pity, my rose and signagram from winnie never came, and she sent 3 to make sure this year. There's always next. 3rd time's the charm right? Oh and we tied kim and jing up with cling wrap. That was totally not my fault. Eheh. Guilty? Tuesday- Sport was cancelled. I was gonna go swimming with John but i didn't ask mum yet. Oh wells. Wednesday - I had no idea what happened. Thursday&Friday- Stupid collage, and my printer printed everything pink. Does that count as a technique? After school i went cabra to buy singlasses from John's optomertrist. I have no idea how that went. But first stop, GJ's, they don't have my iced cappucino *sad face*. Iced Mocha was nice though. Then i went and bought a bun from Pappa Roti. Yummy. lols. Today- Which is saturday if you really don't know that. I caught up on more bones and VD. It was so good. I love Booth. Okay, i love the whole cast but i love him. hehe. Maths tutor was a dragg. Changed my blog skin coz ppl dont like the navigation. I don't see how this is any better. lols. sry guys. Now to end things a little preview of tomorrow's post. Mostly more rants, fussing over people's bday present, fussing over how many pp's bdays are coming up and yes, what i want for my bday, so you ppl can't say i didn't tell you in 8 months time. You got it?! xoxo Valentine's day
Tuesday, February 8, 2011 @ 8:24 PM
Gosh. I am in LOVE. With Liam. His take on Valentine's day. February 14… Ahhh, such a torturous, gloom-laden date for heterosexual men. Not only is it the darkest of times for us, being that morose period between the close of football season and the commencement of NCAA March Madness, a veritable no-man’s-land of flavorless days and hopeless nights, but it is also the time when the expectations of the fairer sex run high, provoking a dull ache and a gripping sort of pain in the pit of the stomach. For many men, Christmas is for fun with the kids, and Easter is that day when there’s ham. But Valentine’s Day just doesn’t seem to have been designed with men in mind at all. At least not in the United States. In Japan, things are a bit different. There, men are given chocolates by women on Valentine’s Day, and within the goodie gifting is a clear but subtle code allowing the level of the giver’s affection to be easily ascertained in the type of chocolate presented. The girls act first, and though I’m not personally fond of that part of the custom, a few weeks later our Japanese friends have what is called White Day, where the men are expected to return the favor. Of course, all the return presents are governed by the code as well. If a man fancies a girl who gave him fine chocolates, then he’s expected to buy her a gift at least twice the value of her initial offering. If he fails to return her gift at all, then he’s not interested. If he gifts her with chocolates of equal value, it’s a consolation prize, for he wishes to dissolve the relationship. Not too shabby a system, really. At least you know where you stand without investing more than the price of a few pieces of candy. It gets one pondering the issue of value in relationships overall. During the time of Valentine’s Day’s ascension as a romantic occasion, Chaucer was in vogue, and courtly love was all the rage. No doubt the idealization of love and romance had been around for some time, but this was really the period when the whole modern concept of being “in love” originated. What’s often lost in all the poetry is the pragmatic fact that love, relationships, and sex are all part of a value placement system. A kind of sensual economics. Value attribution is not an innate quality or instinctive reaction. Value is ascribed according to need, desire and interest. This factor is always variable. If it weren’t, divorces would never happen, and “happily ever after” would be a viable outcome. But affection is variable. And on Valentine’s Day, the day of destitution and woe for all “man”kind, a girl is given tangible evidence of just how much value a man places on her particular charms. After all, if a guy really despises this day, or is at best indifferent to it, then any effort he makes contrary to that personal aversion is a pretty fair barometer for how interested he is in pleasing you; a almost failsafe indication as to how well you have seduced, charmed and bewitched him over the past year. Just out of curiosity, I asked a young friend of mine, a typical red-blooded American lad, what he might do for a girlfriend on Valentine’s Day. He shrugged, dullness coming over his blank expression. “I guess I’d have to do something,” he said. “Take her to dinner… I dunno.” I then asked, “Well, what if the lady wasn’t just any girlfriend? What if she were, say… Carrie Underwood?” (Knowing that he holds this particular lady as something of an ideal in his mind). His face blazed at the very prospect and he sat bolt upright. “Well, yes,” he answered. “Then I would have to do something special. Something she’d like. Something just for her…” See? If you’ve seduced your fellow well, he should react just like that. It doesn’t matter if you aren’t Carrie Underwood. What matters is the value he places on your existence. What it all comes down to is: What do you mean to his life? What do you bring to his world? Or at least what does the prospect of winning you bring to his world? If a woman simply demands affection, thinking she’s entitled to it without work on her part, she’s woefully mistaken. It takes cunning, skill and charm to weave a spell of feminine enchantment. In the end, there’s no such thing as a free lunch, and if you snooze then you will lose in life and in love. So this Valentine’s Day, take a good look at the man in your life. How much thought did he put into honoring you? He might very well hate the day itself, but if you’re the girl he’s pining for, he’ll make the effort to let you know it. If he buys the requisite roses and candy, it’s not a good sign. Because it’s lame. If you find yourself the recipient of a Valentine’s text message, or an obligatory chow down at the Golden Corral, you need to look at increasing your value in your mate’s eyes. Soon. Or decide that the work isn’t worth the effort, and move on. Having said all this, however, let me add that some men are the product of cultures that have no affinity for Valentine’s Day. Keep that in mind when gauging your fellow’s efforts. -By Psychic Liam ext. 9290 , blog@california psychics Gee. that tells you a lot about men. Guess the work wasn't worth it. We'll see. xoxo There is simply nothing to say
Monday, February 7, 2011 @ 7:36 PM
Silence is deafening. I don't want to talk. But the feeling disturbs my peace. I like being alone. I despise loneliness. I'm overcome with a feeling of emptiness. -proudly god- xoxo I need to be alone
Sunday, February 6, 2011 @ 8:47 AM
Last night. 106am, What did i do to deserve this? Am that bad of a person that you all have to treat me this way? All i ask is that yous give me the time i need to recover. Is that so much to ask for? Please don't say things you don't mean. Don't pretend you'll be around, that you'll care about me. Don't make promises you can't keep. Don't get involved into my life. I know you want to help, i know you try to help. But just don't say anything, anyone. There are things i don't want to know. Let me get over things. Don't tell me things... it will just add to how emotionally unstable i am. I can control my emotions. I can get myself to recover, but i cannot control my reactions to your words. My heart breaks, not because you've changed. That doesn't bother me as much. It's life. Things change, they have before and will continue to. My heart breaks because of how you can treat me this way. I didn't ask you to care, you can if you choose to. In fact everything you do is ur choice. I don't scream, I don't shout because i don't see the need to, and how any of it will make a difference. Just don't lie to me. I don't hate you, I want you as a friend, but please be truthful to me. The truth may hurt but a lie that had been discovered will never cease bleeding. I'm human, give me that much, and give me time, don't worry that I'll hate you, i won't, not unless you betray my trust. If i can talk to you, if i want to, i trust you. Please don't betray that, please don't do anything to make me regret telling you. Because then, i would be unhappy, you would be unhappy, and above all, I'll lose you as a friend. And that's the last thing i want. I need you. I need how caring you are, how you sit and listen to what i say, how you threaten to bash people that hurt me. Losing you, all of you, any of you. would be the biggest regret of my life and would make me - i can't even count the times- more miserable than i am now. Please know that. I don't blame you, everything you do, you do for my well being, but this is something i must get over myself. But, please be at the sideline cheering me on, without all of you, i would never be truly happy. And i promise, next time. I will put your opinion above my stubbornness. I love you all. xoxo -plenty of love- Sigh
Wednesday, February 2, 2011 @ 11:07 PM
Okay, that's it, I give up. Your actions do not support the words you so easily speak of. -proudly god- |
Yeah, i want tarot cards!!!