Canberra (II)

Well here I am again.

After sleeping for 15 hours straight I am rather energised, amongst other things…

Haha.

I took lots of awesome photos in Canberra, and had lots of wicked awesome fun.

We were making certain phone calls… I cannot go into further details since they would be incirminating, but basically I laughed so much I thought I was going to throw up.

Although that could’ve just been the food, which was totally 100% shit, but that’s obviously to be expected.

 I loved Canberra too, like the place. So nice and quiet, I’d actually like to go to uni there now that I think about it.

Canberra

Well I should be REALLY happy right now.

But I’m not really.

Tomorrow we go to canberra, my school that is, well my grade.

Whatever

The point is that I should be jubilating over the fact that I will not have to go to school for two days.

But I’m not.

I like school.

Yep.

I am a nerd.

I even like the uniform, well not really. But it does beat the junior one from last year.

My point is that I don’t want to spend two days in canberra.

I like my house.

And my bed.

It is fairly new and therefore very nice and comfy.

And I do not want to go.

*whine*

Also I will have to get up early in order to get to school on time this is not an idea that appeals to me.

I do not enjoy waking up at 5.30 in the morning to go to school.

*sigh*

Why can’t we just stay at school??

 

It has been a while I suppose…

Alas, tis I, Bexxie.

Since Westy has posted the last two entries I fear that you have forgotten me dear blog.

But since of course you are nothing but html I guess I’m not that afraid after all.

Just a little pissed off since flickr is being slow.

Nothing life changing though.

Although I did write a bit of an idea for a novel. Want to read it?I thought so:

I always like to have a plan. I like things to always go to plan. So when I had to interrupt working on my assignment to go to the shops, to buy sanitary pads of all things, I was not pleased. Necessity is necessity though so I brushed my hair and left the heated comfort of my house and went to the corner store. I grabbed the pads as well as some chocolate and raced to the checkouts. I handed them to the boy behind the checkout, not really clocking that he was about my age and I suppose what would be the regular definition of cute. I didn’t notice, simply because I did not care. My main objective was to get the pads and get out.  

It seemed that destiny had other plans since when the guy tried to scan the pads instead of that regular little beeping noise the checkouts make, there was a sort of warped sound that indicated to me that something was not right. I squinted at the checkout guy’s name badge and held in a snort. His name was Doug. How delightful. “Listen is there some kind of problem?” I asked“Well it seems that this barcode is not scanning.” Doug replied with a grin. I was really starting to dislike him although I wasn’t sure why. There was an awkward pause until finally I spoke again.
“Are you going to do something about it?” Doug just grinned again. I was beginning to get the impression that he didn’t do much else. Holding back my urge to strange this imbecile I took a deep breath.
“Do you want me to get another one?” I asked, sounding more frustrated than I’d intended.

Yesh

That was unbelievably badly written

Proud?

I know I am. 

BECKY’S GOING TO COLLEGE IN CALI!!! 

(only Westy will understand that reference, but then she’s the only one who reads this anyways…)  

I made a pretty random looking edit, well two actually

……………………………………

The idea is for me to eventually post it. But since my computer is being a slow piece of turd I shall have to wait.

(Ten Minutes later)

  

Sure I may have been exaggerating about the ten minutes… But I’m sure that this disturbiness makes it all worth it.

*cough*

bump

this is a pic photoshopped by me for the amusement of my little emo becky [college fund cheerleader]. how emo is too emo?

i think i need straight hair and no smile. apart from that…

Rah?

This is the stuff as promised by me to Becky who is the only one who reads her blog. so hurray. this is the poem i wrote when she wrote that essay of a poem for english.

Love is

light in a dark room

and the anaesthetic to a painful day 

Love is

an adventure into the unknown

and the map back out 

Love is

the freedom to fly away and fulfil each of your heart’s whims

and know that you still belong somewhere at the end 

Love is

a web spun around the soul

and it’s never going to break 

Love is

the hand which shapes the world

and the heart which keeps it rotating 

Love just is

and more will come becky. be patient, child. i might put up that phone story soon. and then some more retardedly emo poetry lol.

may the force be with you [if you hadn't noticed, i'm going to end all my posts with that.cosimthatcool.] 

Hurrah

Firstly, thanks for my welcome Becky =p

I too have a plan.

1. get motivated

2. stop wasting my life

3. give up msn

that last one’s not gonna happen.

Anyway, I am Happy. “Why?” I hear you ask eagerly. Well I’ll tell you.

I am in the semis for my hockey comp. Which is pretty darn brilliant for our team (which kinda sucks, but hey, they’re cool kids). So yeh. Happy!!

may the force be with you my little munchkins. promise i’ll write something better next time. maybe you can read something i’ve written in the past. i’ll go find something. await anxiously. or death be with you. *cough*

I am the (Wo)Man With a Plan (My welcome to Westy) [[updated]]

Hello Readers,

Well no one reads this anyway so I guess I am talking to myself, but anyways as shown in the previous entry my blog does now have a new member. Special welcome to my dearest emo Westy who shall be entertaining you all with her fabulous ablities and hopefully enlightening us all with her lists (by us I guess I mean myself and herself – which is pretty sad if you think about it)

But regardless, in my last entry I was talking about making a plan. Granted that my plan is a bit shit… but anyway…

 

 

 

The plan is as follows:

• Buy new clothes (in a specific style)

• Write a novel (preferably about romance to distract myself from real life lackthereof)

• Get a new notebook (my notebook is pretty and pink ♥)

• Go through my songs on my iPod and deleting the ones I do not listen to anyways (It actually still has Spice Girls on it…) 

Yohoho!

Hullo. I be Westy, Bec’s emo.

We thought it was high time I got to write something, seeing as how this blog is my life  I comment pretty much every one of her entries. So yeh. Here I am, a spasmogger (spasmodic blogger). You can skip my entries if you like. I won’t be offended. Much.

 I’m a bit stranger than her. *gasp*. You have been warned.

may the force be with you.

Well Well Well

Yep.

 I said well which is a clear indication that I can’t think of anything better to say.

As Westy requestsed here is a pic of the top I bought:

I was too lazy to put it on so you’ll have to deal with that pic.

It’s really baggy though which means it looks nice with my new blue skinnies that I bought yesterday!

 YAY!

It’s strange me buying all these clothes.

If you don’t know me you wouldn’t understand why.

But then again, most of the people who read this don’t know me.

I want to make a change.

I like to change myself occasionally to keep things interesting.

So basically it seems that I need a plan for my change.

I shall perhaps formulate one

And even share it with you… if you beg.

 :D

Fancy that…

Hello Readers

(and by readers I mean Westy and any other randoms who I have either blackmailed into reading this or who found me on a random website and wanted to see why I was going on and on about my blog)

How are you?

(I am good too thanks for asking)

Well the thing that is quite so amazing to me is the fact that today is the first day of August. Isn’t that awesome?!?!

(well then… I thought it was awesome)

Anyways it’s still kinda early and I haven’t had any coffee yet so you’ll have to excuse my weirdness.

(I think I shall go and get some coffee now)

TALLY HO!