I am well aware of the date but I would like to acknowledge the fact that we didn't die on the 21/12/12. lol myans. shame.
God that sounded like my sister.
well, its off to university for me in two weeks, very exciting, yes I know, and thanks to the government will be very poor indeed. stingy pricks.
so presently there are bits and pieces of linen items and clothes scattered about my room in a very planned disorganization, which is setting my very level-headed (HA not) mother's teeth on edge. she really cant wait to be rid of me so she can re-do my room, so I thought i'd do my best to make it as difficult as humanly possible for her. cheeky.
adios bitchachos and till next time
Sunday, 10 February 2013
Sunday, 4 November 2012
undies equal war
what is it with the human kind, that when one is threatend it instantly reverts back to "kill or be killed"
Tomorrow, at my school, they will be coming.
a hoard will attack us.
and we. are. not. prepared.
boys. many, MANY boys will breech the perimeter of my school and throw eggs and fish bits and other handfulls of disgusting-ness that they can lay their hairy hands on.
The annual Tauranga Boys College undie run is upon us and we are SCREWED.
it is a sick tradition, we have. girls vs boys in all out war, that we female's never win. the men can throw harder, run faster and be brutaler than we.
tomorrow, we girls will hold the line. we will have plastic bags over of uniforms in a thin veil of protection and try to throw un-namable nasties at the pack of wildlings.
and we will fail.
so wish me luck.
hopefully i will be able to report back. probably covered in egg.
Tomorrow, at my school, they will be coming.
a hoard will attack us.
and we. are. not. prepared.
boys. many, MANY boys will breech the perimeter of my school and throw eggs and fish bits and other handfulls of disgusting-ness that they can lay their hairy hands on.
The annual Tauranga Boys College undie run is upon us and we are SCREWED.
it is a sick tradition, we have. girls vs boys in all out war, that we female's never win. the men can throw harder, run faster and be brutaler than we.
tomorrow, we girls will hold the line. we will have plastic bags over of uniforms in a thin veil of protection and try to throw un-namable nasties at the pack of wildlings.
and we will fail.
so wish me luck.
hopefully i will be able to report back. probably covered in egg.
Thursday, 1 November 2012
Thomas
there is currently a fairly substantial spider dangling outside my window. i have named him Thomas.
now Thomas, well he's not the most attractive spider i've ever seen, he's fat and hairy and quite an unusual shade of brown and i've begun to feel quite sorry for him. i doubt he ever get's a date. hell, i dont even know if Thomas is a boy or a girl.
how does one check the sex of a spider i wonder?
and where would spider's go on dates? do they have secret spider clubs that we highly intellectual humans do not realise? Maybe there is a chain of spider clubs called "Itsy Bitsy" and they dance to cicada music like we dance to dubstep.
cool.
well i do hope Thomas/Thomasetta gets a date, he/she does look rather lonely hanging there all by his/herself.
maybe i should squish him/her and put the poor thing out of it's misery.
can spiders be miserable?
now Thomas, well he's not the most attractive spider i've ever seen, he's fat and hairy and quite an unusual shade of brown and i've begun to feel quite sorry for him. i doubt he ever get's a date. hell, i dont even know if Thomas is a boy or a girl.
how does one check the sex of a spider i wonder?
and where would spider's go on dates? do they have secret spider clubs that we highly intellectual humans do not realise? Maybe there is a chain of spider clubs called "Itsy Bitsy" and they dance to cicada music like we dance to dubstep.
cool.
well i do hope Thomas/Thomasetta gets a date, he/she does look rather lonely hanging there all by his/herself.
maybe i should squish him/her and put the poor thing out of it's misery.
can spiders be miserable?
Wednesday, 31 October 2012
what a welcome.
10.38 pm
six. six eight. the nature of the beast.
THAT, whomever is reading this splurge of unprecidented thoughts, is the song that is on repeat in my cranium of wonder at this very point in time.
10.40 pm
crap song on continuous circle has dissaperated. WOO!
so, uh, welcome to my very own place on the world wide web where i can write down the unimaginable thinkings and wise words of insanity that POP into my brain.
congrats. you get to read of the happenings of a very screwy individual. Prize? you get to be enlightend by yours truely on what to do and what not to do in the day to day workings of your exceedingly mundane lifestyles.
hoorah.
enjoy, my petals, and do try to pay attention and learn something eh?
six. six eight. the nature of the beast.
THAT, whomever is reading this splurge of unprecidented thoughts, is the song that is on repeat in my cranium of wonder at this very point in time.
10.40 pm
crap song on continuous circle has dissaperated. WOO!
so, uh, welcome to my very own place on the world wide web where i can write down the unimaginable thinkings and wise words of insanity that POP into my brain.
congrats. you get to read of the happenings of a very screwy individual. Prize? you get to be enlightend by yours truely on what to do and what not to do in the day to day workings of your exceedingly mundane lifestyles.
hoorah.
enjoy, my petals, and do try to pay attention and learn something eh?
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