Sunday, April 4, 2010

family side of things.

first and foremost, happy easter.


okay so being easter, we had what was supposed to be a nice family dinner with my mother, sister, brother in law and myself.

it started of good until my sister started calling me a bible basher because i choose to have sex after marriage and i wanted a cross nose ring and i was wearing a cross necklace.. anyway it turned into a conversation about how the females on my mothers side are all single but have all been married at least once and if that's how it's going to be with us, then it turned into mum being over defensive about her marriage with dad and how they weren't always a happy couplee and that it had been like that for a few years, then she started talking about how my aunty is always there for her and how they always do things together, my sister and i get really annoyed with that because it's like we are nothing, and if some of you don't know my mother had a double lung transplant last september and the surgeon apparently said my aunty was there everyday and every night like she never left, even though she was working most days and my sister and i slept there but hey, whatever it's all about my aunty, i'm not hating on her, i love my aunty very muchh, it just annoys me that she was apparently there everyday when she wasn't and my sister and i were..

it then changed to the subject about my other sister having a photo up of my dads girlfriend and her ex husband.. no idea why she would have that up there.. but whatever.

as usual, mum started complaining about how dad never pays child support and he's lucky that it's fifty dollars instead of a hundred and fifty.. she said she's over having all his stuff in the shed and that he's not even paying her for storage, well the only reason he's not paying is because she offered him the space, no price, no nothing because we never use the shed anywaaay.

she said she wanted to start gathering money for my formal because it's going to be really expensive, she had a rage about it and i stood up for my dad, she says he never brought me anything in my childhood, when all i remember is getting things from him, because my mum was too busy with her boyfriend at the time.

as i got older, i grew apart from my dad, no idea why; i just did.

as little girls always say they want to grow up just like their mummy,
or a little boy, just like his daddy. i wasn't like that i grew up wanting to be just like my dad, someone who is always there for me no matter what decisions i made, someone who inspired me with everything he did, my hero.

i feel bad when i say i want to leave home, because of everything my mums bbeen through but what i don't realise is she doesn't care for my family like she used too, all she does now is complain about everything everyone does wrong, don't worry about the good things we do, it's just the bad she wants to talk about, how stupid i am, how lazy my sister is, and how much of a bitch my other sister can be.

it's not that i hate my mum, i hate who she's become, noone really understands when i say my mums a bitch, everyone thinks oh yeah, my mum gets like that too, if you knew who she was before the transplant, you would understand where i'm coming from and this blog would make sense to you.

don't get me wrong, my mums a hero to me aswell because she's so strong after everything she's been through and i'm so proud of her for that, but one day i'm going to tell her all of this, because i cannot handle this stupid shit any longer.

she wonders why i'm never home, for three years i never wanted to leave the house because i was scared i would get home and there would be an ambulance outside my house taking her to the hospital, for once in my life i can go out without having to worry about coming home to an empty house again, i'm just trying to enjoy life as it is and as a normal teenager, but it's hard to do that when i have to deal with all the arguments she wants to have about anything, she will find anything to argue about just because she can breathe and she can finally fight back.

i don't hate my mother, i hate who she's become.

Tuesday, March 23, 2010

when we were young..

how often do we talk about our past, when we were little? i'd say i mention something every now and again.

facebook is something i am now addicted to very much, i would probably sit on it all day posting if i could, but i don't because i attend school bleeh, most people would still find i use my phone for facebook lol anyway my point is i found this group about the 90's realised how much i miss being a little kid and that time actually does fly when you think about it. so i'm just going to list some of the things i loved when i was younger. :D

Goosebump books was as scary as things got.
Cartoon lunch boxes were the shit.
Listening to the 'Spice Girls' was the girliest thing about me.
Hot Wheels cars were like other girls barbies to me.
Saying 'Not' after everything.
Tamagotchi's was the only thing i was looking after at 12 unlike these days its a kid looking after their own kid.
Wearing stick on earings, around my eyes not my ears.
"talk to the hand" was as rude as i got.
Slinky's and Razor Scooters were cool.
Knowing the Macarena of by heart.
Hey Arnold and Rugrats..
Hula Hoops and Tree Houses..
Hopskotch and Heads Down Thumbs Up..
VHS tapes not dvds or blue-ray..

now a days its like
myspace, facebook, twitter and bebo
texting and all these social internet networking sites
ps3 and xbox360
touch phones, touch cameras, iEVERYTHINGS.

altho thinking about it now, im glad i got the childhood i did because everything now will be the same everyone will have something touch in like 10 years it will all be floating at least i got a childhood before this whole new shit came in :D i just wish i knew things weren't going to be this way when i grew up so that i had the chance to make the most of all that shit when i was younger :D the end. hahah goodnightt.

Saturday, March 13, 2010

music and lyrics.

wassuppp? ahaha cellaa`s dads so cute when he says that :L
anyywaayys mean fridaay night wooo. went to the broncos vs. cowboys
met the cowboys juniors teamm; very attractive i must saaaaay
green`s pissing me off so let's go this gay colour ahah jokeees.
anyway there's this dude we met claudia was like can we have a foto?
pretty sure he was more excited than we were hes like ARE YOU SERIOUS?
ahaha was so cutee. anyway we were like uhh yeah hes like oh you for real?
i was like dude jst shut up and get a photo already so funny i was like dudee.
i totally wanna foto hes like alsweet, jump in i was like ahh no i want a single
photo with you thank yaa. ahaha. anywaaays he was a total cutieeeeeeeeeee.
so anyways whats the big deal with these blog things anyway? oh i totally
went to make one when it said i already had one.. shameeeeeee. i never
ever knew i wrote on this thing LOL my baaaaaaaaaaaaad. but yeah anyways
im so bored and reaaaaaaaaaaaalllyy tired right now but i dont wanna go to sleep
cause i just don't feel like i want to go to sleep right now, but yeaah i don't know
what to say i like the colours on this thing hmm. anyway this has been sitting here
for like three hours, no joke so let's post it i don't even remember what it says and
i can't be bothered to re-read it. GOOOOOOOODNIGHTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTT. x


BREEZAHH. <3`s>

Wednesday, January 27, 2010

2010Pledge.

so today was second day of grade twelve.. ew
anyways we got our pledge and we had to practicee
pretty exciting ayeee tomorrow we start classes eeeek.
let's get it pumpingg ahaha. here's the pledgeee..
We, the Senior Class of 2010, make this pledge to the Our Lady's College Community.
As we embrace our final year we hope for one full of inspiration and fond memories; a year to honour the promises we make today.
This is our promise: to take initiative and act justly, encouraging all to make leaps from comfort to courage.
This is our promise: to triumph over adversity and fight for what is right, proud of what we may accomplish together.
This is our promise: to be ourselves, our best selves.
This is our promise: to serve our community with energy, spirit and joy.
This is our promise: to instill a sense of hope for our futures and the future of the college.
Ad Altiora; Ever Higher: this is our promise in all we undertake.
As seniors of 2010 we know that we will go forward together with the support of the staff, the student body and our parents. With our passion for life and learning we will strive to reach our true potential. We acknowledge the priorities of our College; tradition, excellence and community, appreciating the endeavours of all who have gone before us. We will seize new opportunities and challenges, making the most o all that is offered to us. Committed and determined in spirit we will support each other's efforts. Motivated and inspired, we will create a nurturing environment, respecting the diversity and uniqueness of all. Supportive and loyal we will help one another and work together to make this a memorable year.
"So great is the power we posses in our unity." From these wise words of Mary MacKillop we seek to be inspired and guided, hoping to emulate the fierce spirit of this remarkable woman.
These are our promises, our actions, and our legacy. This is our pledge to you as we strive Ad Altiora - Ever Higher.

Wednesday, December 30, 2009

oh heeeeeeey.

totally; bored out of my freaking braaains.

blahblahblah.

this is an ugly purpleee.
this is an ugly purpleee.
this is an uglier purplee.
this is an alright purplee.
this is not even purplee.
this is a cool purpleee.
this is the coolest purplee.

okay now that i found a colour i can BLOG with.. what can i blog about?

mmm. mmm. mmm. mmm. mmm.


that looks pretty coool i`d sayy.
kaay i`m over this purple..

let's go bluee woooo.
i'm watching cold case.
but i'm like not watching it..
if that makes any sense.. :L

oh my golly gwsh.
cold case is totally finishing :O
what on earth shall i dooo :L
naw, so sad i dont like the ending
when they fade awaay :(

oh, and -forgottenname- has a gf
wowzers, oh wait he kissed her..
but then she left her door open
auu nice move ladyyy ahahah.
kaayy im bored im going..:L

LAAAAAAAAATERS.


.. ahahah

I Can Transform Yaa.

I Can Transform Yaa.