What's Up With That??

Last year i got a belly ring, yes it hurt, yes it's a lot of trouble, no you can't change it until it's healed PROPERLY (which is very annoying because it takes like, five thousand years to heal anyway). But on the bright side it looks pretty cute once it's stopped bleeding and swelling... sometimes the skin around it even goes yellow *horror*.

Anyway, I'v finally been able to change it. I was talking to my neighbor the other day, he is around the same age as me, and we (somehow) got onto the subject where i told him i got a new belly ring for Christmas. The response to that? "Wow! You have a belly ring? I haven't seen it." Well, erm, yes I know you haven't, anyway after talking for a while, he asked me out. I suspect the trigger for that was the belly ring. Which leads me to a question, why do guys like belly rings? And that actually leads me to another one, why, if a girl has a belly ring, do you have a sudden need to ask that girl out? It's not like we transform into the perfect girl or anything, we just have a hole in above our naval.

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Wierd....

Meet the Boyfriend

I think this one's a keeper. Don't you??

The really awesome thing about this picture is the fact that my TEACHER took it for me, hah, i mean how freaking cool is that? I don't know, maybe i'm just being stupid, but normally I got told to sit on my ass and shut up, so this unexpected kindness is all new to me.


We've decided to name my fellow model Franky, don't ask why, because i honestly have no clue. Franky here is everything i'v ever looked for in a guy, tall, good looking, thin, quiet... The only thing is, he has no arms.. but hey, nobody's perfect. I'm also beginning to worry about his weight, I mean, is it just me or could he be starting to look like he has a eating disorder...?


Too much to do, I apologize.

HOORRRN!

If, in future I am not mistaken, yesterday has got to have been one of the most hilariously funny days of my life.


I have/had this friend, let's call her SB (spoiled bratt). Judging by her nickname you have probably figured out that this person is not a very nice character to be around, unless you like kissing self-centered, blind bitches' asses.


Anyway, we've had a whole history of fighting because she doesn't give a damn about anyone else but herself,  (a real meanie) and my grade knows it. Let's just say SB isn't the most popular soul in our grade, in fact, most of them hate her... She's just to blind to see it.


So, on a perfectly ordinary day, (yesterday) SB was being her imperfectly annoying self, and for some reason, when we were in Maths class (the joy of my life) a few people started telling SB exactly where to get off... And it was not pretty to hear, let me tell you. They were staying stuff such as "You don't care about her (me), you're just using her (again, me). And "You're such a bad friend" and so on. So of course, SB does the one thing she's been renowned to do - although none of us actually expected it. She stood up, called them F***en  bitches and stormed out the classroom. How nice.


I'm sure she didn't get the reaction she was looking for though, as we all basically fell over laughing. Somebody screamed: "HOOORRRRN!".... Well, you got me there, i have no clue why they did it, but that made us split our sides from laughing so much.


(A note for those of the Dim variety: there was no teacher in the class in case you didn't figure that one out.)


Now, actually, it's at times like these that I find the need to question what exactly goes through people like SB's minds, that suddenly give them the right to call people very meanie names and storm out the class. You aren't helping yourself very much, let me tell you. People actually hate her even more now... And those few weeds that think the sun shines out of her ass are just as wet and dim as she is.


I haven't seen SB since then, we couldn't find her at break, hopefully she'd gotten back into her chariot and rode to Greece or somewhere far.. far away from here. Meh, what are the odds? We'll probably see her first thing tomorrow and she'll burst into tears and tell us that everyone hates her and how hard her life is. Ooi, she is one of the key ingredients to a "burn" in your life.


Ahh, well, at least we got a show yesterday... And i'd just like to add that i LOVE my class.
VIVA LA GRADE 10!!!


HOOORRRRN :)

My Goals For This Year... Here We Go Again

Another quickie just to say hi and to make a few points:


Something I will never understand is why EVERY year we are asked to make a list of things we will be working towards this year. We spend five minutes writing them down, and they don’t even collect them when we’re all finished. What is the point?? And who’s to say we even have any goals or resolutions? What If we like the way we are?

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So, I did a lot of thinking and here is my list of things I wish to achieve this year:

•       Steal the school lawn mower, wahahaha that would be awesome, it’s the size of a tractor so you would be able to drive it like you would drive a car.
•       Be able to play the CRAZY FROG (click on the picture above to view the song) on the piano. – It’s a legend song that deserves to be recognized for its true potential… on the piano. ;) 
•        Go at least three months without getting a migraine. – Yeah right.
•       Try not to delete my computer’s hard drive and half of the software content that it needs to boot up, again. – I've done it before; don’t ask me how because I have no clue…That’s the scary part.
•       Draw something that looks at least half relevant to what it was supposed to be, and not something stupid like a washing machine…(Read previous post) 

Now, THAT’S what I call ambition.

Of course, I had the sense to write something a little more sensible down on my actual piece, just in case they decided to collect them this time… which they didn’t. *Rolls Eyes*

My "I think I am coming down with a cold" has turned into a "I've got a full on 'I'm dying' cold". Which means I get a day or two of school, woopee! There IS light at the end of the tunnel! 

They said i was crazy.. but i knew!!... The only problem is I feel like crap, but hey, you can't have everything.

Well, that's basically all i have to say for myself. Until next time..