OHMYSHIT

I died again!

That's something like 3 times now, I'm theorising that I'm actually a cat underneath this human facade, so I have something like 6 lives left. Bring it on!

But here's how the story went, and I actually have to type up a witness report so dad can send it off to authorities or something like that. But here is how I explained it to my friends on MSN;

so me & my dad were in our lane, minding our own business, then this car comes screeching over the median strip; & there are like sparks everywhere & it's heading straight towards us.. & my dad kinda realises that we have to swerve into the next lane or BOOM DEAD!

we were both like 'WHAT THE SHIT?!" so we go back & check, & the driver was like unconscious in his seat..
But afterwards all I could think about was "OMG THIS IS SOOO GOING ON TWITTER!"

It's taking up my life, I swear.

Well, one of the nine atleast.

& that was my day.

school is hell with high socks

Ughhh.
Please don't make me go back. ) :

It's also really cold & stuff, so it's going to be like;
work work work shiver work work get bitched at by teachers because they do not like me work shiver shiver work work.

It is so incredibly cold.
Does anyone want to sit on my hands?



Jodie, whom I adore, slept at my house last night; & I learnt a few things about the world.
DISCOVERIES;
Marshmallows pulsate in the microwave.
I cannot cook potatos to save my life.
Cookie dough would indeed, get very dizzy in the cookiemaking process.
Renee Zellweger is flat chested.
Having a normal cigarette after a menthol one tastes like dirt.

Then today we went to Hornsby
& I almost kicked Akhil in the balls.

It was more of a nudge, really.


& that was my day.

so sorry.

I'd like to start with an apology. Sorry for leaving blogs unposted (eg. funambulate & bakedappreciation, which I have deleted)..

I'm just not the routine-update type of person.

Here goes nothing, & everything at once.




Today at band prac;
I wrote lyrics on pieces of rubbish about how much I dislike society. Who's with me;
sing woah-oh.

& I realised that
I should start wearing pants more often.
& maybe spend less money.

I talked to someone I used to know. Friendships are now something really static to me, I feel that I have to hold on to them or they'll slip away.

Like balloons, but less colourful & friends don't pop if I press needles into them...much.



I have something like this, but the purple one fell off somewhere along the way. This made me so depressed I wanted to slit my wrists; but the bracelet convinced me that it wasn't worth ending my life over.. because it's still pretty awesome.

& that was my day.