Common sense 101: when you have a piercing, do not, i repeat do not catch it on a bracelet and keep pulling it thinking it'll come free - why? Cause' it'll bleed like a motherfucker.

I've always wondered on FB when you stalk someone does your face pop up on their friends thingo, I think so, been trying it out for the last 15 mins. This girl is kinda cute, but seems a bit immature. I reckon if you were looking through my FB you'll probably end up with the impression that I am lesbian or at least bi-sexual, when in reality, I'm a try-sexual. lol. Nah, I don't really get the point of trying to brand yourself, I know I branded myself and I grew out of it, or at least realised what an idiot I've been <--- there's a pun in that. Inside joke, inside joke. I don't know, I have an eye for beauty? lol Girls are pretty creatures, guys are too, like when I dream, I dream of muscled backs and peachy bottoms, all male of course. But I can see why girls are pretty awesome too ..

I remember when there was this girl on Tickle, don't laugh! Tickle was the Shit back then, I thought she was gorgeous, she liked Salvatore Ferragamo, Ralph Lauren ... - found her again on FB and yeah, my pickle was limp  That just shows perception fades and changes. Sad really, what if I maried someone cause I liked the idea of them that year but the next, their nagging voice becomes all too much to handle?

Dramatic trivial shit just make my pickle limp too, if it doesn't keep you awake at night then get over it. But then that's just my way of knowing if something's really worth it.

Fuck that girl I was stalking was Jenny Ly and she's so photogenic *sighs* I'm hungry?

Turns out my two fav. models have hooked up, I think it's freaking hot, hot hot. lol. Me and Smileyboy, we're gonna pop out five, my sons are gonna be Casanova's so lock up your daughters, and my daughters? They'll be Rapunzel, locked up in a tower. lol Fuck gotta study today. Fuccckkkk. Everything things feels okay, could be better, but it's okay, I've got my Donna and Anna. Everything is gooodddd

Don't think I did very well in my English Paper 1 exam today. I wrote a 5 page essay on bullshit. Let's not torture myself even more by reflective on the past, shall we? O well, I get what I deserve. O don't feel very well, gets dizzy when I sit but gets boring when I lie down to stare at four blank walls. Can't eat either - something is definately wrong!

Been thinking about smileyboy alot  What does the future hold for us, smiley? All those hopes and dreams down the drain? Fuck, I feel like I wanna hurl but I don't. I'm blue today as you can see - colour connotations, aye?

Mum prayed for me today but I don't pray for myself anymore, because I know that it's selfish to simply pray when you are in need/want of something. Besides, I think it's a bit late for me and the man up there to patch up our differences.

I need to prepare another three essay for Monday and yet I am here procastinating. I learnt a lesson today; about why there is a certain price for everything. I want to take Rosa and Max for a walk but it's too sunny and I can't bear to be vertical  Gave Rosa her own pink teddybear after she chewed on my house slippers, she's adorable that one but she's a real pain in the ass too.

I feel sickkkkk, sorry for complaining but I doooo ... 

I love smiley boy.  

HSC tomorrow, I am procastinating ...

Love is stupid

(I'm having one of my uppers days)

mmm ... few more days until HSC, currently am undecided if i should be worried or not. just hope i don't live to regret it. i am really trying, with everything - last night i kind of flipped it. sometimes you get sick of pretending. right now i'm sitting here wondering (like the countless times before) if i trust my intuition.  trivial matters shits me. some people are freaking blessed and yet they don't know it. kinda feel like somethings missing. like when i wanna laugh there's something nagging at my insides telling me there's 'someone that i forgot'. if only, if only ...

i wonder what is she thinking for her to smile like that. she's got the second best smile in the whole wide world. i wonder what do they all think of ...

skeleton in the closet: things about your past which you would prefer not to tell to other people

the truth eventually comes out in the end, god knows how many skeletons is lying cobwebbed in my closet. all i know is all angels have a past and all sinners have a chance to change. i can honestly say i'm reformed. it shits me that people like to talk wack. they tend to think they know more about me than i know myself.  i don't feel the need to justify my past or actions, but it really make my skin crawl when what people say crap that is so fucken outrageous. i'm not the type to be hitting the clubs every weekend, i don't do sleepovers, i don't stir up shit; i am whatever i am and i don't feel the need to label myself either so i don't understand why people find it fascinating to do it for me. i don't want people close to me to hear it and have to question my integrity, or character ... not much i can do about it though.

in other news, it's not the image; it's the idea. everything is better, (and bigger) in our heads. feels gray ---

want to go Picton and find ghosts. want to go circus and go on those rides that make me wet my pants. go swimming at 3 in the morning. miss school. miss making people laugh. definately gray --