One of the most important things about improving writing is to write something every day. But sometimes I get lazy, and I don't post for eons and eons. So I will be good. On the days that I don't post a proper post (shock! horror!), I will at least write a Brain Fart. Warning: Brain Farts are probably a lot shorter, weirder, petty and nonsensical than my posts, which are already weird and
nonsensical.
21 February, 2013
12:30am: All I know is that I was sad and he made me happy.
22 November, 2012
10:20pm: absurdly pleased.
6:15pm: Happy llama, sad llama, mentally deranged llama, super llama, drama llama, big fat mama llama MOOSE. CAMEL. FISH.
20 November, 2012
11:53am: I might be okay but I'm not fine at all.
18 November, 2012
4:41pm: My skin hates me. With exams and all I've been too lazy to oil cleanse. When I don't oil cleanse my face gets simultaneously oily, dry, flaky and spotty. All at once. Lovely.
17 November, 2012
10:54pm: When winning doesn't feel like winning, and holding tight feels like letting go.
11 November, 2012
11:10pm: Watching Q&A and listening to the Archbishop of Sydney saying that homosexuality isn't a sin, but 'acting' on homosexuality is a sin. Sex negativity and bigotry, anyone? Why are certain legal, safe, consensual sexual behaviours 'sinful' and others 'holy'? Oh, right, babies. Because every straight person is just dying to squirt out twenty of those and that's the only reason why straight people shag each other. Seems legit.
8 November, 2012
11:01pm: Actually, any song.
10:44am: Except for during exams (don't want to be caught cheating!) I will have the name of a Taylor Swift song written on my right forearm. So now you can really read my mind.
30 October, 2012
1:51pm: So it looks like I'll be avoiding the library from now on.
11:32am: I've always wanted a girl because I think, in between being a girl and having a good mother and being bullied my whole life, I have what it takes to teach my daughter not to be a bitch. I don't want a boy because I don't want to become the mother a girl stares at as if to say 'what did you do to your son to make him so cruel to me?'
26 October, 2012
4:41pm: 77% of anti-abortion leaders are men. 100% will never be pregnant. Your body, your rights. It's pro choice or no choice.
18 October, 2012
10:12pm: Apparently in Korean, Japanese and Chinese literature a nosebleed is used in film to symbolize sexual arousal. Frankly I can't think of anything less sexy than a nosebleed, but to each his own. Maybe that's why all the Asian ladies used to laugh when I was little and my nose would be gushing blood for three hours straight.
17 October, 2012
8:58pm: that was possibly the worst witching hour in the history of the world.
7 October, 2012
3:54pm: "You never really get over your first love."
Please please please please please please say that's not true.
5 October, 2012
11:42pm: Love doesn't hurt. Loving the wrong person does.
2 October, 2012
11:09pm: Dear Algebra, stop asking us to find your X. She's not coming back.
...we don't know Y, either.
29 September, 2012
3:25pm: Knowledge is
26 September, 2012
10:57pm: I'm done with the lies, 오빠.
20 September, 2012
11:39pm: Do you think, because I am poor, obscure, plain, and little, I am soulless and heartless?
9:51pm: Thank you to DARC to give me some light :P
9:48pm: Don't you worry your pretty little mind, people throw rocks at things that shine and they can't take what's ours.
9:36pm: It takes a great deal of courage to stand up to your enemies, but even more to stand up to your friends.
5:28pm: "A lot of people have told me along the way that my style and the music I do...is unmarketable. But the only reason I'm successful is because I have stayed true to myself"
- Lindsey Stirling
18 September, 2012
9:24pm: Just be yourself and don't worry about the boy who can't love you for what you are.
Instead, worry about the boy who does but loves someone else more.
15 September, 2012
6:56pm: Just watched Gangnam Style. I am not Korean anymore.
13 September, 2012
11:07pm: Sudden random craving for waffles...
11:06pm: 'A lot of parents will do anything for their kids except let them be themselves' - Banksy
11 September, 2012
9:45pm: 'So what do you want to study next year?'
'English and Anthropology'
'Why would a nice girl like you want to dig up dinosaur bones?'
'...that's Archaeology'
4 September, 2012
10:05pm: Why are we more comfortable with men holding guns than men holding hands?
1 September, 2012
11:34pm: I can't help thinking we could have had it all.
31 August, 2012
7:15pm: "For all its girl-power pop songs and 'princesses rule' T-shirts, our culture takes a harsh view of women who don't work to obtain the feminine norm. We are taught to feel ashamed of our bodies in their natural state. Leg and underarm hair? Gross. Breasts that are not lifted and separated by wire and Spandex? Embarassing. A female face without make-up? Ugly. Femaleness in its natural form is so revolting that women must embrace the cult of femininity in order to be acceptable. To refuse to shave, wax, suck in, push out, paint and cover in the prescribed ways is to risk being identified as a creature unworthy of respectful treatment, being labelled a pig, a cow, a dog, being shoved into the category of radical, dyke, ugly, masculine, bitch. To be unfeminine is to risk being unemployable, unheard, untouchable, unfuckable."
- Princesses and Pornstars, Emily Maguire
25 August, 2012
9:00pm: And I stare at the phone, he still hasn't called, and then you feel so low you can't feel nothing at all...Taylor Swift ❤
24 August, 2012
8:14pm: Dyscalculia. Google it. It's like my biography.
20 August, 2012
12:15am: There's the right thing to do, and then there's what I'm going to do.
15 August, 2012
7:54pm: Oh dear, I love you, but we're definitely subscribing to this whole 'men are from Mars' thing right now. You're not a Plutonian like me.
13 August, 2012
11:06pm: So there's this thing I always do on Facebook that is the ego equivalent of being punched repeatedly in the stomach...but I keep doing it anyway because, ya'know, curiosity killed the cat, and I keep thinking that I have nine lives.
5:42pm: I'm the messed up child of a baby boomer, was in the gifted class but a total late bloomer. (Like, seriously, really late. Missed the late train late.)
12 August, 2012
5:19pm: I realized I didn't want to be a popular girl when I realized that cool is the opposite of hot.
5:08pm: I'll let you in on a little secret. I look better in pjs than I do in school uniform - maybe because the only pants I own that fit me are sweatpants. I always think I look the best straight out of the shower - messy hair, no makeup, daggy pjs and all. I don't know, I think the hot water brings more colour to my cheeks. I guess nobody will see that for a little while, though.
3:18pm: I get my guts from my mum.
11 August, 2012
8:40pm: I'm damned if I do and I'm damned if I don't.
7:37pm: Dreams don't write themselves into email inboxes.
6:54pm: Feminism is the radical notion that women are people. Women who aren't feminists aren't women.
5:33pm: I can't keep up with your turning tables, under your thumb I can't breathe.
10:08am: Is this what it's like, being a woman? Is it always going to be so exhausting, so heartbreaking, so lonely? Must I always give so much to get so little in return? Well, I want out. I've had enough. Even if that means saying goodbye, the pressure...it's too high a price to pay.
3 August, 2012
8:59pm: What I would have given for a brother...
10:56am: I think Florence + the Machine is fast becoming an obsession...
9:52am: Skye Pie's sick too.
9:18am: 49.5kg. I'm losing half a kilo a day. Eep.
2 August, 2012
7:33pm: By the way, stop picking on me for picking on North Korea. We're old southern gentry, folks. The divides were already there long before the 38th parallel.
7:31pm: Man, we suck at these Olympics. We're getting pwned by a country suffering from chronic famine.
5:50pm: Soap delivery in the mail! Too bad I've already had a bath though :( They look/smell so yummy! Reviews coming soon.
3:12pm: How can you say that I'm loud? There's nothing louder than silence.
2:33pm: Haven't eaten lunch for two days. Down to 50kg. Not entirely sure if this is a good or a bad thing.
2:18pm: Do I feel bad about it? Not really. I never said who. That secret is safe with me.
12:59pm: Though the pressure's hard to take, it's the only way I can escape, seems a heavy choice to make, but now I am under...
31 July, 2012
9:00pm: Twice in one month? Really? Really? How cruel do you get, hormones?
30 July, 2012
6:25pm: Apparently you can bite off your finger as easily as you can bite a carrot. It's only your brain that's preventing you.
My whole view of the world has changed.
1:54pm: We Perth-dwellers have solid proof that money can't buy you happiness. Or decency. Or dignity. GINA RINEHART.
1:48pm: Think of everything I've done for you, it may make forgiving me a little easier.
9:24pm: I'm still a baby, and everything is just going over my head.
28 July, 2012
3:30pm: You know you're fucked up when you become insecure about your insecurities...Thank you for believing in my weirdness.
26 July, 2012
8:54pm: Maybe it's just me being paranoid but you're treating me different. You know how I feel about it, I hope I know how you feel about it. What is done cannot be undone, I'll live without regrets and some things won't be spoken of, but I am determined that we will be as we were. We were such good friends...
25 July, 2012
7:45pm: I am proud of me, too. And I hope you also don't regret anything.
7:43pm: What gives you the right to leer at me? Or, more specifically, what makes you think that I am the kind of girl who would look twice at someone like you? Not anymore. I have...high expectations, now.
24 July, 2012
9:41pm: see her world lit so bright, see her bird take flight, see her face wild and charged, see her quickened heart...
23 July, 2012
6:42pm: 'For saints have hands that pilgrims' hands do touch, and palm to palm is holy palmer's kiss...'
22 July, 2012
7:29pm: Is it horrible that the first thing that came to mind was 'pearls before swine'?
6:52pm: I guess we'll only have everything sorted out when I actually see you. ;P
21 July, 2012
9:03am: Anything you say to me and everything you do, you can't deny the truth, cause I'm the living proof.
19 July, 2012
9:32pm: Do I look like a hospital? Full of patience?
17 July, 2012
5:33pm: I love you enough to let you go. I love you enough to smile even though I've lost.
15 July, 2012
6:39pm: I don't worry about you anymore. Because you always come back. It doesn't matter if I wait a minute, an hour, a day, a week, a month...you always come back.
13 July, 2012
8:01pm: So I guess you don't see the silent tears and twisted lies and all the other little things I do for you.
7:45pm: I guess I still have a shred of self-worth left in me. In another life I would have said yes even if you never offered.
5 July, 2012
5:32pm: I don't know whether it's cool or culturally insensitive that Korean historical dramas always have psycho mass murdering Japanese ninjas.
4:30pm: That awkward moment when you realize that extreme fatigue has made you become a total bitch towards your best mate, and it's too hard to explain you're not pissed at him, you're pissed at...nothing in particular. Love you muchos, 오빠.
2 July, 2012
7:06pm: I guess I'm wishing my life away with the things I'll never say.
25 June, 2012
7:42pm: In all honesty, I thought it would be worse than this. I thought it would be harder than this. I guess it helps that I can't help but smile every time I see you.
7:41pm: It's hard to just say that it's his loss, because it's my loss too.
24 June, 2012
7:00pm: Stop telling me to turn it off and pretend that nothing happened. Stop telling me that I shouldn't feel the way I feel. I'm not made of stone. I'll get through everything in my own time.
10:54am: Everyone was shocked that I let it go without a fight. Well, there you go, I haven't failed my reputation just yet. Nobody can say that I didn't do my best.
10:47am: I said I didn't want to feel anything but now this numbness has set in and I don't know which is worse
23 June, 2012
10:46pm: I wish I knew then what I know now.
9:43pm: Hurt me once, shame on you. Hurt me twice, shame on me.
12:44pm: I don't want to feel anything anymore.
22 June, 2012
9:26pm: I never thought, once I had this much, that I would still want so much more.
20 June, 2012
6:02pm: Dear Skye Pie. I know it's rainy and I know you're scared of thunder and I know it's just you and me at the moment, but seriously must you hide in the bathroom? Whilst I'm in the shower?
18 June, 2012
6:21pm: I know you think very highly of me for being a true friend and always telling you what I think, and that is true; I would never lie to you. But I think, for now, I will keep what I truly think to myself.
16 June, 2012
11:51pm: 'Please child, do inform me of what to put in my locket'
'You could put a buggy in it so every time nosy people open it a buggy will fly into their face...'
'By buggy do you mean insect?'
'Yah'
'Cos if I put an insect in my locket...I imagine it would die. So if nosy people open it, a dead bug will just fall out'
'Slight problem, yeah'
11:36pm: '...you'll just have to tell him to not look like a DRUNK HOBO SWATTING FLIES'
ah, nostalgia. (preparing for the Perth Mod Ball 2012)
10:02pm: I completely forgot my cousin calls me 'Cheese'...
5:14pm: "I would have been ready to like my new husband had he been willing to show me any sign of affection. But after the first days of our marriage, I came to a sad conclusion: I told myself, 'if you love this man, you will be the unhappiest creature on Earth. With your temperament, you need affection, and this man scarcely even looks at you, talks of nothing but toy soldiers, and pays more attention to any other woman than yourself'."
You gotta love Catherine the Great. She couldn't love her husband, so she killed him. That's one way to go about it, I suppose.
15 June, 2012
9:33pm: Because I love who I cannot love, I cannot love any other.
14 June, 2012
11:20pm: I have no idea what you think of me.
8:54pm: Revenge is sweet, mon ami.
13 June, 2012
6:51pm: I was going to write something, but I won't. I can't blog when I'm angry. It's not fair on anyone.
5:58pm: Why is it impossible to stay mad at you?
4:04pm: Some people should focus less on what people think and more on what people say.
12 June, 2012
7:50pm: When he raises his voice it is for all the wrong reasons, and all I want is to hear your voice, see your face and make you promise me that I'll be okay.
10 June, 2012
10:53pm: You're only ever threatened by the threatened.
9:57pm: I may be the only person in the world who fixes a manicure with cuticle nippers. When cancer-inducing chemicals fail...
8:53pm: Hot water tank decided to throw a tantrum. Whilst I was in the shower. Lovely. Just lovely.
9 June, 2012
10:30am: I think now I have solid proof that I am bipolar. Or at least just crazy.
12:49am: I cannot even write you a goodbye.
8 June, 2012
11:55pm: I am not proud. I am not proud of it at all.
11:32pm: What have I done? What have I done?
...you knew, didn't you. You knew what you were doing. You knew, all along.
10:23pm: I'm okay. I'll be okay.
10:12pm: The random conversations I have with people. 'Euphoria is the involuntary response to exquisite stimuli. I am out of exquisite stimuli. And therefore incapable of the involuntary response of euphoria.'
9:08pm: It doesn't matter how close you get to people; it doesn't matter how well you think you know them or how close they let you get, it doesn't matter if you can talk for hours or if there's mutual attraction or instant chemistry, it doesn't matter how many times you say why? or I totally understand you...you have to keep a grip on reality. I am me. They are them. That is that.'
7 June, 2012
10:44pm: Only in psych will people set up a support group on facebook and stay up with everyone else studying and cramming and sharing notes. Thanks guys. Love you lots.
10:36pm: The people that mind don't matter, and the people that matter don't mind.
9:13pm: I'm not giving up, I'm just giving in.
8:40pm: And I am done with my graceless heart, so tonight I'm going to cut it out and then restart.
5:23pm: It doesn't matter how stressed I am about the exam tomorrow; every time Death Will Never Conquer plays I have to get up and do a little dance ;P
4:46pm: I'm in a very weird altered state of consciousness in which I am cramming for psych and listening to Coldplay...for some reason I can lip sync all the words of Yellow but I cannot for the life of me remember what dishabituation is...
2:33pm: So much for avoiding economics. I feel like every single essay I've written during exam week has had the word 'economic' or 'economy' in it. FML.
7:05am: Huh. I figured out who she is. It's strange to put a face and a name to someone.
6 June, 2012
1:41pm: I DECLARE WAR ON BLACKHEADS!!!!
Incidentally, why are boys just not bothered by blackheads? Do they genuinely don't give a shit, don't understand what they are, didn't realize they have them, or don't know how to remove them?
12:46pm: I think my epitaph will say 'Please forgive my weird dancing'
11:13pm: Cotton leggings and lashings of coconut oil...I don't know why I'm getting ready for summer when it's months off and I'll be in the snow for most of it.
10:34pm: Anyone who noticed my pre-exam meltdown yesterday...I'm fine! Honest! Only two more exams to go...I am the little engine that could...
8:47am: I've started to really like live music. The best artists are even better live. Florence + The Machine and Adele sound Uh-May-Zing live.
4 June, 2012
9:41am: You lasted all of two days ;P
2 June, 2012
10:25pm: Is it just me or is Ed Byrne weirdly...beautiful...
4:53pm: Whoever taught a girl like me about mirroring was an IDIOT...
1:48pm: In what universe could you seduce someone by calling them a Cookie Monster?
12:19am: It's always darkest before the dawn.
1 June, 2012
12:41pm: I always liked to think that I'd be the kind of girl who'd reject a marriage proposal as a joke, but then I realized that that's a very innaccurate analysis of my personality.
12:00pm: What a shame, for I dearly love to laugh.
29 May, 2012
7:56pm: I think I may be wrong in wanting simplicity when I am so complicated. I don't think anyone with simple tastes would have the slightest hope of making me happy.
28 May, 2012
11:11pm: There is no point in wanting something you can't have.
9:28pm: Sometimes I feel like I never wrote anything, I never thought anything.
9:27pm: How can you say you admire my strength when you constantly push it to breaking point?
26 May, 2012
10:46pm: You cannot accuse me of being anything other than myself.
25 May, 2012
7:57pm: A kiss with a fist is better than none.
7:51pm: I've seen your flag on the marble arch, love is not a victory march.
20 May, 2012
11:19pm: Dang life for getting in the way of things. I miss you.
4:10pm: Kimbra in Simlish. Weirdness overload. SCREWING. WITH. MY. HEAD.
3:02pm: If I can't have the pleasure of loving you, I can at least have the pleasure of eclipsing you.
8:35pm: You may mock what other people do to me; it is small fry compared to what you do.
17 May, 2012
7:06pm: Julius Caesar in Britain: He came, he saw, he took a few prisoners, he got bored, he went home.
15 May, 2012
10:12pm: I lay my dreams at your feet. Tread softly.
14 May, 2012
9:50pm: I'm not calling you a liar, just don't lie to me; I'm not calling you a thief, just don't steal from me. I'm not calling you a ghost, just stop haunting me; and I love you so much I'm gonna let you kill me.
9:45pm: Every day's like talking in your sleep, love feels like a silhouette in dreams.
9:41pm: Every day you fill me with such dreadful discontent I don't know whether to laugh or cry. When I pretend to be as indifferent as you seem to be it breaks my heart to pretend to have none. I cannot wait to escape to a place where I am free to love, and to be loved in return.
13 May, 2012
7:49pm: You can't ever be happy if you're afraid of pain, just like you'll never be right if you're afraid to be wrong.
8 May, 2012
11:08pm: My hands are tied, but my eyes are open, this modern denial has me broken. Nothing mystical, no hullabaloo, just chemicals and no one looking down on you.
9:40pm: I'd rather laugh with the sinners than cry with the saints.
9:36pm: In what universe is it ever socially acceptable to unplug earphones from someone's iPod?
6 May, 2012
4:38pm: Questions of science, science and progress, do not speak as loud as my heart.
3 May, 2012
11:24pm: Ideas. Ideas are bulletproof.
11:11pm: And you wonder why we love her and not you.
9:33pm: Smile. You're beautiful in your own way.
9:21pm: Aryuvedic wisdom: if it's good enough to eat, it's good enough to put in your hair.
6:09pm: I'ma get your heart racing in my skin tight jeans, be your teenage dream tonight.
1 May, 2012
9:59pm: I'm not bulletproof.
9:30pm: The beautiful thing about a blog is that I always get the final word.
9:25pm: I've never really understood deference, but I'm not such a huge fan of condescension.
April 30, 2012
10:19pm: I said I have two personalities, not two identities.
April 29, 2012
5:15pm: MY HAIR. SMELLS. LIKE. PIZZA.
2:31pm: Wrote a poem about Potemkin. Published it. Realized it was extremely creepy and very likely to be taken the wrong way by someone who has a habit of reading my blog as an extension of conversation. Deleted it. Still in love with Potemkin.
April 28, 2012
8:47pm: Look at the stars, look how they shine for you and everything you do.
7:14pm: Apparently I have the same personality type as Mary, mother of Jesus.
4:28pm: Best sandwich in the world: smoked salmon, blue brie, mustard, butter and pepper on toasted multigrain. It's frickin ambrosia!
April 27, 2012
9:05pm: I concede defeat. I must confess I only have a few Coldplay tracks...and Taylor Swift covering Viva la Vida, which made you cringe last year, as I recall ;P
6:31pm: I'm sorry, but I'm failing to see the difference between Coldplay and anything else I like in terms of originality.
April 26, 2012
7:48pm: You saw me there, but never knew that I would give it all up to be a part of this, a part of you.
7:47pm: You ripped me off, your love was cheap, always tearing at the seams.
6:10pm: I can't keep up with your turning tables, under your thumb I can't breathe.
April 24, 2012
9:31pm: False alarms that set my heart on fire
2:48pm: 'So. Mr. Rat, assuming you are a rat and that is not an elaborate disguise...'
'Sorry...what would disguise itself as a rat?'
'A mouse. With delusions of grandeur.'
1:08pm: 'I've eaten a goose filled with the holy spirit and I've eaten a goat filled with the holy spirit. I must be morbidly obese with divine wisdom.' OH MY GOD I LOVE YOU MATHEW BAYNTON!!!
...just casually.
April 23, 2012
11:50pm: Tactless arse. You know I love you, but you'd better be glad I haven't figured out how to kick your butt metaphysically ;P
10:36pm: Think about the little things that make life great.
5:00pm: Jesus, people, I'm not that much of a creep. The videos are reproduced with permission and all of that ;P
April 22, 2012
8:27pm: Newton's law, huh? Love is an enigma.
6:59pm: You know, this is the third time I've had to listen to a mate ramble on about a girlfriend. Don't worry about it. I know I'm not supposed to mind.
6:23pm: I am actually this close to crying over how crap I am at hosting things. Don't say you love me if you don't mean it, eh?
11:56am: There are moments when I don't know if it's real, or if anybody feels the way I feel. I need inspiration, not just another negotiation.
April 21, 2012
1:36pm: Atheist Bus Campaign UK: There is probably no God. Now stop worrying and enjoy your life.
12:40am: Turns out the witching hour was pretty good after all.
April 20, 2012
10:20pm: I'm with the late Margaret Whitlam here. I am so sick of useless political wives. It's just wasted potential. I think we forget that the only people more powerful than Caesar are Caesar's women.
9:37pm: I'm sorry if I'm very disconcerting in the speed of my virtual responses. I just have my inbox and my facebook page open as a matter of principle. Besides, if you said something to my face, I wouldn't wait until tomorrow to reply for fear of looking strange, would I?
9:36pm: I can't believe I'm talking to the spider on my computer...
8:50pm: I am feeling really, really cheated of my witching hour today. Just sayin'.
12:45pm: How much do you tell her?
11:29am: Pride...is probably not a sin, but you'll still be hated for it anyway.
April 19, 2012
11:13pm: I'm always up for an experiment. I'm always up to hear things you don't want to tell anyone else. And I'll be the first to laugh, or cry, or die, if anything goes wrong.
3:53pm: You can't explain away the way I feel.
3:51pm: How can I ever try to be better? Nobody ever lets me in.
April 11, 2012
3:18pm: Gee thanks, pal. Thanks for getting me completely addicted to dubstep.
I swear to God, I'll get you back for this ;)
1:21pm: I'm not being clingy, I'm being friendly.
March 25, 2012
3:58pm: Fearless is falling madly in love, even though you've been hurt before.
March 13, 2012
4:47pm: Maybe if my heart stops beating it won't hurt this much. And never will I have to answer again to anyone. Please don't get me wrong because I'll never let this go but I can't find the words to tell you. I don't want to be alone but now I feel like I don't know you.
One day you'll get sick of saying that everything's alright. And by then I'm sure I'll be pretending just like I am tonight. Please don't get me wrong...but I'll never let this go.
March 5, 2012
9:14pm: I'm sixteen now and I don't know how my friends could be so mean. I don't know who I'm going to talk to now at school, but I know I'm laughing on the car ride home with you. Don't know how long it's going to take to feel okay, but I know I had the best day with you today.
February 20, 2012
6:30pm: You said I killed you - haunt me, then. Take any form, drive me mad; but don't leave me here in this abyss where I cannot find you. I cannot live without my life! I cannot live without my soul!
February 19, 2012
10:06pm: All this time I was wasting hoping you would come around. I keep giving out chances and all you do is let me down. I could've loved you all my life if you hadn't left me waiting out in the cold. You don't have to call anymore, I won't pick up the phone. This is the last straw, don't wanna hurt anymore.
10:16am : Deleting 671 emails. Deleted, and then deleted again in its deletedness. One of the harder parts of growing up.
February 11, 2012
1:22pm: Don't say you love me, I don't believe it. Don't say the words if you don't mean it.
January 27, 2012
12:07am: the reason why i'm a terrible flirt is that i mean every word i say.
January 22, 2012
12:17pm: I'd give up forever to touch you, cause I know that you feel me somehow. You're the closest to heaven that I'll ever be, and I don't want to go home right now.
September 22, 2011
I asked Michaelangelo for David, but he said no ;).
July 21, 2011
8:43pm: NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! HAYDEN!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
June 23, 2011
8:51pm: i can make honey; but you can die from a bee.
June 11, 2011
11:22pm: I'm the sort of person who sympathizes with the Phantom. Shrek. The Grinch. Heck, Darth Vader. I gave you my music, made your song take wing; and now, how you repay me, deny me and betray me. She was bound to love you, but I gave you everything...you will curse the day you did not do all that the ANGEL asked of you.
May 22, 2011
12:00am: If, by the time you were through with me, there was nothing left of me but my smile and my little finger...i'd still be more human than you will ever be.
April 22, 2011
8:26pm: I love prawns.
April 17, 2011
11:31am: Two songs of the day: 'Hey Stephen' by Taylor Swift (can't help it if you look like an angel/can't help it if I wanna kiss you in the rain) for Lit Boy and 'E.T' by Katy Perry for Dee.
April 12, 2011
9:16pm: Isn't it weird? Twilight is a tolerable form of entertainment on rainy days. In the sunlight it's unbearable.
April 9, 2011
11:01pm: He'd never tell you, but he can play guitar, I think he can see through everything but my heart. First thought when I wake up: 'My God, he's beautiful'; as I put on my makeup and pray for a miracle.
March 15, 2011
9:57pm: Poor Ophelia...
9:57pm: You know that moment where you want to do something, say something, but you chicken out? I've learned the better you can conquer that, the happier you will be.
9:55pm: I did something rather strange today. I spent the entire day just being...me.
March 9, 2011
9:33pm: I can relate to Jane Eyre in so many ways - the ugliness, the social disadvantages, the lack of acceptance, the strength and the smarts. But mostly I can see myself paralleling Jane in a single, vital element of my life and my being - I will never change who I am for anyone, ever again. She bent and pretended to bend, but drew a line at sin - I bent and pretended to bend, but I will draw a line at false love.
9:27pm: Such a shame...you are so incandescently and exquisitely beautiful in my mind, O Boring Boy. I guess you can't make a poet out of a physics freak, or indeed, any man of this century.
February 23, 2011
2:08pm: Charlotte got something wrong...because in real life, Rochesters don't chose Janes over Blanches.
February 20, 2011
11:19pm: The two most romantic things I can think of are to do with rings: rings are romantic. Full stop. Romantic thing the first: engagement rings. I always squee over engagement rings. I wear a fake engagement ring now, sans diamond and sans fiance, but at least it's on the right finger. Romantic thing the second: guys who wear wedding rings. I just love it. Also, don't you get a bit suspicious of men who avoid their wedding rings? Wedding rings scream the obvious: I'm married! If you wanted to hide that, I don't know, seems a bit dodgy...
9:46pm: Going to the Supreme Court tomorrow...and I'm going to dream tonight of Penne Amatriciana. Maybe I'll make it next weekend.
February 15, 2011
8:13pm: We are but sheep following the shepherd of convention in the paddock of society, ever being helped/hindered by sheepdog police and facing/fearing the inevitable slaughterhouse of death.
February 13, 2011
10:26pm: You know that nightmare where every day is Valentine's Day? When you're at school, it's kinda like that.
8:54pm: Oh, joy, Valentine's Day tomorrow.
6:22pm: I just realized something...if the beast was a girl and the beauty was a boy, there wouldn't be a happy ending.
February 11, 2011
10:59pm: Why why why do you want me to rename my blog 'The Secret World of a Misunderstood Writer'? It's so long and tongue twisty and I made it up, seriously, when I was like, twelve. Try saying it five times over, fast.
10:38pm: How strange...I play my love songs better when I'm thinking about the one I love.
9:19pm: Womens rights may change; teenage hormones never will.
February 7, 2011:
10:13pm: I'm frustrated with the world today. I am frustrated because I still feel like nothing. I am frustrated because in this day and age it is so hard to feel beautiful, worthy in the body I am in. I am frustrated because after all my experiences with boys and men it is becoming harder and harder to say that I'm not a man-hater, that I still believe that there are good men out there, that every single boy that I've met are one of the bad minority. I am frustrated because I'm still young, still woman, and still without a voice; I am frustrated because I still don't think I'm taken seriously. I am frustrated because it seems like no matter what I do I can't please them, and I am frustrated because I am laughed at, ostracized, made a pariah, because I'm trying to be good at what I'm good at. I don't laugh at people who enter every event in every sports carnival and win every single award I can only dream of achieving, so why do you laugh at me when I do the same, in my own way?
February 5, 2011:
9:44pm: I just noticed something incredible. The women's underwear section is filled with lace and satin of a bewilderingly dizzying array of colours, textures, embellishments, things to make things bigger, smaller, better, smoother, all designed to please the erotic needs of the male sex. The men's undewear section is somewhat disappointing. As far as I know there is nothing arousing about plain cotton, Stig boxers and Australia Day briefs.
9:39pm: On a more realistic note, today marks my accesion to level fifteen in this game called Life.My most memorable birthday present is this supermassive red zit that has planted its stupid fat arse on the side of my nose.
9:26pm: I want my love-to-be to be tall, dark, gentlemanly, gracious, chivalrous, old fashioned...so it's settled, then. My future bridegroom shall be Mr. Darcy.
9:25pm: Come now, my love. Let's light fires.
9:23pm: I used to think one day I'd tell the story of us, how I was losing my mind when I saw you here, but you held your pride like you should have held me.
I'd tell you I miss you, but I don't know how, I've never heard silence quite this loud: Now we're standing alone in a crowded room, and we're not speaking. And I'm dying to know: is it killing you like it's killing me? I don't know what to say since a twist of fate when it all broke down - and the story of us looks a lot like a tragedy now.
This is looking like a contest of who can act like they care less: but I liked it better when you were on my side. The battle's in your hands now, but I would lay my armour down if you'd say you'd rather love then fight.
So many things that I wish you knew, but the story of us might be ending soon...
February 3, 2011:
5:42pm: You'll be in college working part time waitin' tables, left a small town, never looked back. I'll be a flight risk, with a fear of falling wondering why we bother with love if it never lasts. I'll say 'can you believe it?' as we're lying on the grass, the moment, I can see it, yes, yes, I can see it now:
I can see one day we'll be sittin' there by the water, you'll put your arm around me for the first time. You'll make a rebel of a careless man's careful daughter, you'll be the best thing that's ever been mine.
February 1, 2011:
11:08am: There is a very good reason why the whole salt-and-pepper vogue has remained in fashion for so long. Especially if you're a teenager like me, the idea of marrying one of your fellow classmates is equivalent to marrying a highly disturbed and immature baby. We like to think that if one should marry someone a few years (or decades) senior marriage won't seem like one long disturbing pregnancy, and what follows long disturbing pregnancies.
8:45am: On a more important note, SCHOOL STARTS TOMORROW. OMIGOD.
8:07am: The world seems to be made up of revolting Mr Collins', Mr Wickhams that will break your heart, Mr Bingleys who are chasing the Jane Bennets' of the globe, and nonexistant Mr Darcys. What do you think? Shall I be Lizzy, or shall I have to settle on being Charlotte?
January 30, 2011:
11:08am: And there's more...Lady Gaga is reportedly releasing a fragrance in 2012 (you know, to coincide with the world ending and all that) and has requested that it smells like blood and semen. Yes, blood and semen. Eau!
11:02am: First it was Angelina Jolie and her caviar facials. Then it was Madonna and her placenta creams. So I guess it makes sense that bird-faced Posh is now smearing bird-poo on her face. True story.
10:35am: The Jonas-Swift war:
- Taylor Swift releases debut album featuring single 'Teardrops on My Guitar'
- Joe Jonas and Taylor Swift were dating.
- Joe Jonas dumped Taylor Swift on the phone.
- Taylor Swift goes public about their breakup. Song on 'Fearless' entitled 'Forever & Always' is supposedly based on Joe Jonas.
- The Jonas Brothers release song called 'Much Better' with the lyrics: Get a rep for breakin' hearts/Now I'm done with super stars/and all the tears on her guitar...Now I see everything I'd ever need/Is the girl in front of me/She's much better. Song is supposedly about Joe Jonas, ex girlfriend Taylor Swift and current beau actress Camilla Belle.
- Taylor Swift releases new album, Speak Now, featuring 'Better than Revenge' considered a direct attack at 'Much Better' (She's not a saint/and she's not what you think/she's an actress, woah/she's better known for the things that she does on the mattress/woah...Let's hear the applause/C'mon, show me how much better you are...She took him faster than you could say 'sabotage'.
Mreow!
Another song off Taylor Swift's new album 'Last Kiss', is revealed to be a follow-up to 'Forever and Always' in her famous hidden messages.
January 29, 2011:
11:29pm: One thing those angsty breakup songs and romantic novels failed to tell me is that 99.99% of the time you'll never get your fabulous revenge attack. Most of the time, he simply doesn't care. Being dumped or rejected isn't the hardest bit, believe it or not...it's the fact that you don't know how to be something he'll miss.
10:56pm: Hollywood has gone corpse crazy. When will they learn that skeletal is, was, and never will be the new sexy?
10:21pm: It's hypocritical that larger men are more socially accepted than larger women. After all, men only have 2%-5% essential body fat. Women need at least 8%. I'm 23% fat and 100% love - that's 123% of a woman. Some people would think that a good bargain. Others...not so much.
7:08pm: Someday I'll be living in a big ol' city, and all you're ever gonna be is mean. Someday I'll be big enough so you can't hit me, and all you're ever gonna be is mean. Why you gotta be so mean?
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