wow

haggling at coles. . . .....

person: that'll be twenty dollars please
random asian man: NOH! FIF TIN!
. . . .. ..

that man said that in a tone of such.. demanding confidence i felt kinda sorry for him.. it's the whole culture thing i think. THAT WOZ FUNNEH THO
but still i was like .. clutching my mango sorbet and considered moving to the next queue

yayy it's cjay appreciation day!

no it isn't really.
but today was much better than i'd thought it would be - i thought everyone would forget!
well kristie did.. and so did a few other but i don't care about them :)
because rhian and cilla bought me two bars of lindt.. which melted in my bag but that's okay because they're in my fridge. i love lindt thankyou very much :D
then nicole bought me all this junk food like chips... huge ice tea and mint cookies i love you all so much (your food especially)
last but by no means the least, ha eun got me this really gorgeous japanese tray filled with what looked like translucent japanese pebbles with little flecks of colour in them but they're actually candies.
yeah those look really really hot and im eyeing them right now.
i tried one. they're nice. sugary :)
what really sucks is that the tray kinda broke in my stupid bag. fuck it all i'm getting a new bag.
a BACK PACK :D
there was also the birthday bashing i got from megan and yeji - 30 punches in all!
they don't hit like girls D: but i'm looking forawrd to megan's shrine..
it sounds cool.. i'm sorry bobo but you just pale in comparison.. think i'll buy a chocolate..

thanks guys.
to those who forgot.. or just didn't bother, you really don't need to buy me anything - i'm spoilt enough as it is
besides, who cares about my birthday? pssht. birthday schmirthday.
or just give me money :DD always short of that nowadays.
and i don't think i buy you guys anything much.. sorry im pov but if i were rich i would buy you all a huge mansion with horses and butterflies and stuff. yeah.
now i'm off to tennis. on my birthday. great. :)

a very happy unbirthday

to me? to me.

it's my birthday - yayy.
i hope everyone's remembered it
it's finally here. the day i've been dreading all year (and summer holidays)
for more reasons than you think, seeing as it's also first day of school and-
dash it all, i hate my birthday. the day is always so inconveniently placed.
it's in the holidays, so nobody remembers and i end up with no presents D:
thats right. to me you're only presents (just joking, don't hurt mee D:)
or it's the first day of school. which sucks. everything sucks about birthdays.

i'm a whole entire year older, legally. the big one-five
well i suppose 16 and 21 is more of a big deal, but 15 - i've already lived half my life that means D:
other than the mid-life crisis, i'm getting older by the nanosecond and this day marks it.
simply put, to me a birthday is just a year closer to death and not a second richer, smarter, prettier, skinnier, or anything else that would be more profitable or useful to me.
so i don't see why all you chaps are so damn jolly on your birthdays.
im a pessimistic bitch, sorry.

enough with my birthday rant, thanks everyone for putting up with me for a whole uneventful year.

adventures in cityland

it's my birth-day and it's a-coming in seofon ours

city :)
not many people showed up D:
red cross there is overpriced. nothing under 10$
all the decent stuff 19$ or over.
these are second hand shit that are donated.
you're taking the thrift out of thrift shopping bitches.

i hate capitols and photos because i look ugly in them and i am fat
i like kareoke though. sydney noraebanggg has this video and it's got the guy from goong or princess hours or whatever you non-koreans call it
not the guy that played the prince, he looks like my retarded cousin
but the other guy.. whatshisname.... yeah anyways he's really cute :)
im going to look him up someday. <3
judy's house was a whiz. i love your house judy. just a bit weird how we only stayed in that one room o_O.. kinda made me feel awkward..
i love your mother. and television shows. and mango sorbet. and-

and my cute little brother is coming along to school with me tomorrow.
how fucking lovely. fuck. ah. this'll complicate my life a bit more.

weeeeezer

What's the deal with my brain?
Why am I so obviously insane?
In a perfect situation
I let love down the drain.
There's the pitch, slow and straight.
All I have to do is swing
and I'm a hero, but I'm a zero.




Tell me there's a logic out there.
Leading me to better prepare
For the day that something really special might come.
Tell me there's some hope for me.
I don't wanna be lonely
For the rest of my days on the earth.

-

yesssssss

i love fridays.
i hate nightmares.
i want to fling a giant frog at that stupid imbecile who always has to voice his opinion on everything nomatter how small it is and whinge and complain about it and suggest extravagant stupid solutions that cost a lot of money (of course he won't be paying for it he's too important) i hope it'll slip down his throat and poison him stupid fuckhead god someone should have fed him to fish when he was born.

but other than that i love fridays.

you got me slippin', tumblin', sinkin', fumblin'

as you may already know, in the holidays i sleep a great deal more.
and i sometimes get the most amazing dreams. life's unfair, really unfair.
dreams are a nice relief from time to time. reaaally nice :)
this time i was dead. and i was a spirit in heaven. well it was heavenly okay?
a very surreal pseudo-earth. i swam in flowers and hid in blankets of clouds.
there was all these pretty plants and little ponds and stuff. pretty. and.. .
i did all these things that i would never do if i were alive.
and conversed with people i would be too scared to even approach. mmm :)

well enough of that, i have a morbid fear of cockeroaches and i saw one right next to my foot while i was holding a steaming hot plate of pasta which was then microwaved at full power for a minute. and now i have burns all over my fingers.
owwie. burns suck.

ficklesticks again

braces are less painful than seperaters.
but trying to eat a bowl of rice is like impossible. and its not just because my teeth are killing me
half the food gets stuck in the braces D: so hard to chew D:
then i brushed my teeth and it takes so long now.
and now im hungry but too scared to eat.
wtfff D: i swallowed the wax


i look like a terminator. i feel as if i could shoot bullets out of my teeth.

online pokes?

last night i got a face book.
yayyy *joy*
no not really. i'm scared i'll be disappointed and itll just be like bebo/myspace.
which isn't really that impressive.
anyways, what i was trying to get to was, you can.. poke people? on facebook?
ahahhahahahah
i just poked judy. and i think next time she signs in there'll be a message going "christine poked you at 7.25pm!"
that's so freaking stupid i don't think i'll sign in ever again.

ANYHOW. yes. pokes. i know i've probably told you this before but i like this theory.
well one time (i think at church) the guy was like- poke the person next to you.
if they like you, they'll poke you back. if they hate you, they'll smack you. if they despise you/look down on you, they'll give you a dirty look and if they think you're not even worth the attention, they'll just ignore you.
TRY IT!

because it turned out kristie and gillian liked me o_o"

my seperaters are so painful i am so, so very fucking tempted to inflict incredible pain upon myself just to draw my attention away from the throbbing in my mouth.

this is all because they wouldn't pull any of my teeth out because apparantly i dont need to.

fuck.
i hate this. owwiee sdfhosidjfosidjfosdjfosidjf

mm mmmmmmm

antonio banderas is like 40-50 and i still think he's pretty hot
wtf

yeah. watched zorro movies today.
i think everyone prefers a gentleman over those.. gangsta people you see in those.. gangster movies..
kerCHING bling homie yo' dope nigguh money paper cash ho bro' guns keepin it real in da hood'
that's all i ever hear in those rap songs and .. movies. and grand theft auto.

my gangster jeans
if you know what i mean ;)

let it be

what's wrong with me D:
its 09 and i listen to the beatles. and backstreet boys.
they rock :D
nowadays most of the popular songs are really shit.
well not really but i hate lady gaga. and metro station. (okay fine cilla, lady gaga can sing quite well but on rove or whatever she was on, she sucked)
and every other shit band/person who can't sing for shit live.
but they still want to scar everyone. DAMNIT EVEN I CAN SING BETTER THAN THAT WTF.
britney spears is my idol she's so awesome hahahahahahhaha

oh and i really do think i have obsessive compulsive disorder o_o

daily posts damnit D:

i've no life.
anyhow. now i have a big papaya body butter and a small strawberry one.
:3 the strawberry one smells a bit.. well. unstrawberry tho.
i'm glad i only got the small one.
next up is brazil nut :D and mango :D and pink grapefruit :D
save save save.

i need a job.
anyone need a jap tutor?



today i went to the shops with alesha and nicole
and i tried on a pair of black rats.
they looked nothing like the picture on me. more like a fat version of it.
god i'm so fat. the s/m one made me look like an elephant
the m/l one was a loose at the waist but it still made me look fat.
i'm fat.

"i like them but they don't like me D:"
"you wear clothes, don't let them wear you"
"but they're so preeety D:"
said nicole when i complained.

ahhhhh black rats. sass&bide pricetags make me sad.
i hope it's not just me and they only look good on models+anorexic people.

edit: it's all good.



i bet t.o.p. wouldn't look good in black rats either :)


TRANSFORMATION.
i swear i feel like shoving him into my handbag and running off sometimes D:
i'll steal you

love always remains (8)

my days are beginning to look greyer
it's january and school starts sooner than i want it to.
ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh
but i like wasting all my days doing nothing
i should try learn the yr7 maths i never learnt

today i graduated to pg2.
that's the place where yr10-12 go.
it's so... well. the atmosphere is very.. heavy there.
these kids go to underage clubs, drink, take "model shots" (luvos)
mm not to mention go out every day with everyone and anyone.
and each other. they're very very.. social
but that's only from what i hear.
i'm much too scared to get to know them in person.

:)

momo's story

today me and my friend tried to save a possum we found while walking the dog.
it was dying. lying on the floor looking scared.
i think it got attacked by a dog or a cat. it was tiny and bleeding.
it died a few minutes after we tried to help it. i felt so useless and stupid.
damn that cat or dog that likes to bite things and leave them to die.
still, i guess it's better than dying alone.

i found $2 on the ground after that. but i don't believe in karma.
pretty sad if the possum's life was only worth that much o_o
poor momo.

to alison

because you don't know what tshirt i want, i shall post a photo of the one i wanted.
ignore the tsubi jeans in mikey blue and the overalls also from tsubi.
they're just really hot things which i wish i had but i guess i never will because i'm just too pov.

fuck. i really need a job.
tsubi jeans $300
that tshirt $60 (no you don't need to get me that one. it was just an example i mean, LOOK AT THOSE SMILEY FACE BUTTONS and the colours. I NEED.)
tsubi overalls $500? fuck i don't know, i got these photos off ebay.

nah nah nah

yes, songs grow old but studs don't.
top is just timeless. and will be for at least the next 5 years.
damnit i swear he looks like my future husband.
why did miyavi have to age ):

wait for me!

i ought to make another new year's resolution -
to get to sleep before 12am.
sleeping at 3am in the morning is becoming a habit
an unhealthy one
which will make me short and FAT.

oh noes D:

as for 2008, it sucked almost like every other year.
everyone wanted to shoot me at some point (most) and very few people really care(d)
my standards have gone up again and i do believe i have ruled out a few friends as actually being friends of mine.
i don't want any leeches feeding off me this year.
on the other hand, i learnt that i'm not as alone as i think i am. and i actually do have a few very good friends. i hope i'm right.
because i don't think i can deal with another year with people whom i just can't depend on or rely on for anything, nomatter how small it may be and they always have the most suss and dodgy excuses/reasons for everything.
they suck me out of me. not to mention they piss the hell out of me.

fuck.

i need some more real friends, with .. unfake people.
people who are more supportive and.. considerative :)
because i hate being taken for granted
and feeling like an unecessary hanger on/tagalong
this year was full of bullshit and i took it from too many people.
i'm not stupid, i'm just very... tolerative.
thank your lucky stars i've been bought up tolerating some of the craziest shit you'll ever hear of.

to those people who made this year bearable, thankyou very very much.
for those shiny bursts of happy fits :D
i don't think that sounded sincere enough
and i would apologise for being so irritable and annoying at times
but the right kind of people don't want apologies. they don't seem to need them. and the wrong kind of people use it against you in mean ways.
and that's a quote i read once on igoogle.

resolute resolutions

new years resolutions.
.
mine are far fetched and nearly unattainable
but that's what makes them so amusing :)

1. be anorexic at least once this year
2. get smarter. straight a's for both reports
3. get skinnier.
4. get a job.
5. get a boyfriend ( no not really. unless he's a millionaire or some prince.. )
6. get taller
7. save enough money for plastic surgery, car, clothes and other material shit
8. be more social
9. get more friends
10. top something
11. overcome at least one phobia
12. learn to swim
13. become a tennis pro (or just improve)
14. change
15. get skinnier
16. stop running around in circles
17. change
18. stop being me
19. be a nicer person
20. change

no i don't think i hate being me all that much.

new years wishes

it's 2009 now.
that was the best new years i've had so far.
everyone left to go out for dinner at some place and they're coming back at 1am or so
and i watched the fireworks by myself on the television in silence.

fireworks are beautiful
i love the one's that sparkle and dazzle me
and ones that change colour and illuminate the smokey sky
and i loved the finale.
it looked like a scene from fantasia

the bridge looked like it was dripping gold blood (though i think it was just meant to be gold . liquid gold?)
i don't know but it was awesome.

here's to a better year.
i hope the world doesn't fuck you over as much as me.