"What a dangerous way to live!" she said, sounding utterly delighted.

HI, today I decided to go on blogspot because I feel sorry for it because tumblr is better,
This weekend was quite fruitful because I started learning to play bass and my friend Isabella and I wrote a song and started a fight club and ate a large bag of cookies amongst other things.
School is increasingly bad and I'm failing everything. Right now I have a cold and a lot of homework. I also keep crying at strange things such as dropping my headphones on the ground and seeing a dead bird. I also need to not be sick, so I can go to school tomorrow even though I don't want to so that made no sense. Okay, I'll stop because I am becoming incoherent fghs ddndfj.

"His eyes blazed like fire, somehow I pity those misguided men."

How I feel now is terrifically awful and I have no idea why, needless to say, very unhappy.
I finished Franny & Zooey and it was brilliant, and just now I attempted to write a letter which proved mildly painful. I injured my goddamn wrist on Saturday which means I'm practically useless but apparently I still need to go to school anyway which is just great.
I'm blogging for Maggie because she says I don't do it enough which is true I suppose, seeing as now I'm on tumblr all the time. It's so addictiveeee D:
So yes, not the most pleasant week. I was meant to be going on holiday with Mother, Richard, Emilie, Hannah, Miriam, Maggie, Dominic, Callum and Xavier but my horrible 'ganglion' thing in my wrist sort of ruined that plan, now I'm at home with nothing to do, going half crazy and feeling bad because I can have anything I want and I don't have to do chores or anything because of my hand yet I'm still constantly gloomy. I feel ungrateful or something, I have everything I usually complain about not having but I'm still complaining.
I swear nothing will ever be right.
I'm going to go read until my eyes fall out and eat something unhealthy.
The End.

I will make monkeys of these monkeys, it is their destiny.

Well, it's the day before my birthday and I'm very much looking forward to Sultana Bran and buttered potatoes. I'm not pleased about four things. One, my school is so feral, two, I have a stomach ache, three, I'm sort of sunburnt, four I look terrible with blonde hair, probably because I'm not Evanna Lynch even though I wish I was.
AAARGH so much awesomeness. Anyway I don't need to worry about gross blonde hair because mine is currently a mystery colour that shall be revealed on Monday.
I can't believe it's been a whole week since my last posttttt, why this time last week a guy with one leg was playing Banjo to me and Isabella on a street corner, srs. I don't actually have many interesting things to talk about actually. It was school photos today and mine were most likely hideous, x_____x! The lady actually said I was awkward. Tomorrow ought to be good as long as Dominic and/or Maggie show their horrible (JK NT RLY) faces at my Goddamn birthday party.
Uhh, this blog was pretty pointless because I have nothing to sayayayaya~
Goodnight.

in december drinking hot chowder, i look psychotic in a balaklava

I'm writing this at school which therefore makes me badass beyond belief, I don't have much to say besides that I am quite content although a bit nervous for no particular reason besides maybe the fact that I'm being a rebel, Lord Voldemort has returned to my school in the form of a trainee teacher's aide and that I just saw my hypothetical polygamy husband Mr. Gr*****se.
Today should be excellent because me and Isabella are going to Macrocarpa after school, which so happens to be closing down soon. [SAD FACE] Also I'm sure lunch will be enjoyable as always. I haven't blogged for ages because my laptop charger broke but I should have it back soon. I'm in a way better mood since last weekend and this weekend I plan to dye my hair again. This is a pretty rushed and crappy blog but whatever, Ms. Vozzo is very likely to murder me anyway seeing as I'll never finish this project. Well, that's it, I have nothing more to report.
n___n

There Is No California

Oh, hello. I'm in the worst possible mood and I started this blog for the sake of blogging not because I had anything to say.
So I shall say boring things like, it's the weekend, I went to my mother's house, I'm sunburnt and I made a salad. Everything is making me feel terrible even the cover of My Sims and the bus stop numbers written on my hand. I think I need to go away somewhere, not school, or home, or my mother's or anything. It's crazy but I feel like living in a forest or something stupid like that. I wish all the stupid, crazy ideas I had were actually brilliant and plausible and the rest of the world could be stupid and crazy. dfgskhgjkvgh I'd go to sleep but I'm babysitting, Usually I'd be really happy about having money. Oh man, I just need to go live in that crazy forest and everything will be okay, I think.

frances farmer will have her revenge on seattle

I've been at school three days now, and it's Sunday so I'm going back tomorrow. It hasn't been too bad, school itself is awful as always, but I'm managing.
It is of course nice to see Lilly and Isabella every day, and I feel a lot better than I did this time last year probably on account of having such good friends, yay :D!
Anyway what I really want to write about, is how I went to my Mother's this weekend.
I don't know whether or not to try and explain my whole family situation on this blog as it is very painful and complicated, and 'a long story'. But the short story is, my mother doesn't want me at school and she kicked me out in 2008 when she told me this and I refused to quit school.
I sometimes think it would be a good idea, seeing as I do hate it, but the problem is it would mean I'd have to live with her permanently. I still do enjoy seeing her and we had fun I suppose. Anyway I had a quite interesting talk with my stepbrother Dominic whilst walking back from a late-night trip to WOOLWORTHS* about a variety of topics mostly relating to school and not being allowed to go and church and how crappy things are and also things like being a telephone salesman and MLIA and stuff. I must say I'm so happy to have him around because I think he knows how hard it is to be in that kind of situation because he lives there and all and it made me feel so much better, hopefully I'll be back the next weekend.
Five years ago Dominic and his younger sister Maggie were actually my best friends but then my Mother had a stupid idea to marry their dad and have two babies, but whatever.
Ugh, enough about my stupid gay freaking life history that I get all bitter just thinking about. Onto something really cool: READING! z0mg it's s0 awesomeee!!1!
Without making this sound like an unpaid Premier's Reading Challenge promotion, I have to say I have been doing alot of reading lately. I finished alllll these yesterday, even though I've already read three, but whatevs.

via my rad photography skillz.

Fairly sure you can read all the titles, oh man, in such a deep Harry Potter phase it's kind of scary but the 3rd has always been my favourite. How To Make A Bird is actually amazing, it's so sad and brilliantly written. Cannot possibly express my love for CITR, my Mother told me that J.D. Salinger died on Friday, can it be true?! And of course I have so much love for Ghost World, n____n!
Well, it was a good weekend despite me feeling a little restless and imagining myself leaving home and going to Melbourne and time-travelling to the 1970's and stuff, yeah.
I need to rest, I think.
(L)__(L)


* I kind of adore Woolworths. Don't bother asking why.

I have a stomach ache and Garchomp is so hard to draw.

This is the description for an actual facebook group and it makes me want to leave australia very fast:

For all the immigrants who refuse to accept Australian customs like speaking english and realising that suicide bombers are a bunch of dicks. For those who refuse to dress, act and live like we wonderful Australians do, yes this includes stubbies, thongs and wife basher singlets. Then you can FUCK OFF HOME cause we don't want you here.
I'm not being racist, but you are in an english speaking country with people who are among the most diverse and accepting on earth, but your down right just pissing us off now.
WE HAVE LAWS, SO LIVE BY THEM.
WE HAVE A LANGUAGE, SO SPEAK IT.
WE HAVE CULTURE, SO EMBRACE IT
WE HAVE SUITABLE ATTIRE, SO WEAR IT.


The most diverse and accepting people on Earth apparently think that if you refuse to wear thongs and 'wife basher singlets' then you should fuck off home.
Well, I wish I could, but unfortunately for me I live here. D:
This is a very un-patriotic thing to say, but I don't even like Australia.
We have practically no culture and I know that we're lucky because we're a rich country and everything, but I can't help but hate it.
Plus it's hot.
Hmmm, consider this my Australia day post for tomorrow, ahahah.
In other news...I'm annoyed.
I had a nice weekend away from home and I am now trying to get my sleeping pattern back to normal, which I should have been doing ages ago, but whatever.
I'm listening to Ben Folds because someone's watching Over The Hedge in another room.
Well, I'm very tired and I understand this is a terrible post so I'll end it now.

we fly balloons on this fuel called love

151 IKEA PENCILS, I DID GOOD I THINK n_____n!

I have had a rather average day, and I am now experimenting with fonts and contemplating doing the dishes.
I refused to go school supplies shopping, so my stepmother's gone to Officeworks without me. This is good.
I helped my dad navigate Ikea and we bought a PUGG clock and a JORBFORD chair and other stuff with Swedish names, that I must learn to say properly if I ever intend to go to Finland and yeah. That's about it.

let the right one in.

This film was SOSOSO good. It is a love story, about vampires, that neither sparkle nor play baseball. They do what they're meant to. Suck blood. And it is stark and beautiful and violent and I recommend it to everyone. Mmmm.
Well, I'm going to go eat jelly.
(L)___(L)

jag älska liv ibland

/Happy sigh.
I started reading The Catcher In The Rye again today, I forgot how amazing it is.
If Holden Caulfield was real I'd marry him.
I started learning some Swedish too, as I intend to move to Finland. It's nice and easy, and I've learnt so much already. I ate so much green jelly today, but I don't feel sick.
<3

who's up for some reggae tonight?

Holy zombie jesus, do you know how good Rolo Tomassi are?
I hope so. Eva Spence is like, the best girl screamer I've ever heard and I love how she looks so wholesome and you can tell old people would be very approving of her, if they didn't know she could sing with the growling voice of a wrist-cutting scandinavian rawk-god.


Well, I'm in a fairly relaxed mood and I'm feeling quite okay, despite the fact school is looming.
I don't actually hate school, I like having somewhere to go each day and seeing friends and all, the problem is the school I go to. I absolutely loathe it, there are so many horrid people that think they're great and ugh, it's just terrible. But I must not think about school, I refuse to.
I'm eating chocolate and it's not even that good. It's Cadburys which I used to like but I think I don't actually like chocolate anymore. I need to go shopping for new shoes soon, something that I'm dreading. My favourite trusty pair of Converse have sort of become practically sandals, every time I put them on, the bottom tears hahah.
I'm at the point in a post where I have very little to say so I talk about what I'm eating and my ratty old shoes and other boring things, hermm, yes.
This is kind of cute:


and violent and by a dude called Devin McGrath and it reminds me of Happy Tree Friends because of it's cute-violent combination, and wow I used to watch that show when I was ten, gee I was a bit of a psychopathic freak, hmm I think what I need is a movie, then bed.
(l)_(l)

blow me to bermuda!

Yesterday I watched The Royal Tenenbaums for the first time and was very annoyed that I didn't watch it early last year when my Dad put it on my hard-drive! What the hell?! Anyway, just felt I should say it's magnificent. I loved Richie Tenenbaum and I cried when he tried to kill himself, which really isn't a big thing because I cried in Lilo & Stitch but still.
I practiced doing Margot Tenenbaum eye make-up but I didn't really do a good job, anyway I don't want to become a TENENBAUMFAIL so it's all good.

In other news I have started drinking green tea and I have learned the fine art of making it with tea leaves not tea bags which are gross and shall not be spoken of from now on.
Also I keep forgetting to use my colour-safe conditioner (I dyed my hair red the day before I went on holidays) so it has become even more fuschia. But these things happen.
Also, let it be known that Lynx Fever Red Dragonfruit Shower Gel smells the way I imagine Heaven/Shangri-La/Nirvana smells. Well maybe this is an exxageration but it is soso nice.
Well, I have nothing to do for the rest of the day so I'm just going to keep doing nothing.
Yay.

this has been a total clustercuss for everyone.

Well, I got back from my holiday on Monday and I had a rather enjoyable time. It mainly consisted of eating Nerds (the fluorescent candy things), boogie boarding, reading trashy magazines stolen from the campsite laundry, playing 3D Pinball and talking about sensual healing. Or rather being talked to about sensual healing and the sensuality of Marble Hill spring water by Dominic Bell, brother of Maggie Bell. They're like, my oldest friends and stuff.
Known 'em since I was what, six months old? Anyway there was plenty of shenanigans and a bit of boredom on account of the DVD player dying. We managed to watch Pan's Labyrinth before this catastrophe occured after that our extra-curricular activities consisted of performing inverted manouevres on the giant trampoline/inflatable pillow at the campsite. FUNSIES.
I don't have permission to post pictures which is probably a good thing because they're all of Dominic posing, me being a heffalump and Maggie looking like Weird Al's sister.
Anyway I enjoy being back.
I saw Fantastic Mr. Fox too, it was great.
Hermm, I think that's all I have to say.

FIN~

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the confusion in her eyes says it all, she's lost control

Today has been fairly slow and wavering between good and bad.
On the plus side I went shopping and bought some CDs which I'm listening to now.
I've been doing various pointless internetty things, mostly social networking which is blah.
I'm not sure if blogging counts as social networking or not, but I don't count it.
I had a delicious dinner, I don't usually eat well at all so this is good.
I bought hair dye today and by tomorrow I should have nice red hair because blonde is gross and stuff, mmm.

~

Cease to resist, giving my goodbye
drive my car into the ocean you'll think I'm dead,
but I sail away on a wave of mutilation.
While writing this I just had a little sojourn and listened to Doolittle, which is my new Pixies album that I bought today which is soso excellent, and I ate white bread with LAVENDER MARMALADE that tasted like actual lavender and I read Naruto Volume 7: Orochimaru's Curse which is good despite the fact it's hard for me to follow the action scenes in manga, but MEH.
So, I'm feeling pretty good! Here's a cute picture because, like, every post has to have a picture.

via eekdesign
This may be my last post before I go on holiday with the lovely Maggie Bell, if so bu-bye!
<333