yeah, went to look at xmas lights around our suburbs.
saw an insane one just across the parra river.
it was nice. and pretty.
lol. wow.
I sound so out of it.
to rain and allie:
yesterday's phone calls freaked me out a bit...
and I couldn't sleep, because I kept thinking about it.
and yeah. it is starting to creep me out majorly...
but I wasn't creeped out until you peeps pointed it out.
so right now, I'm like ... =S ...
and I dunno, and my choices are limited here.
and anyway, it's not creepy when he says it.
it's creepy after I talk to others about it.
does that make sense?
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my life is BLOOPADEEDOOP.
and it's only getting more and more so.
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Once upon a time in a faraway kingdom Man made up a story said that I should believe him Go and tell your white knight that he's handsome in hindsight But I don't want the next best thing
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And yeah, that's about it.
There's NOTHING HAPPENING SO FAR.
I'm so bored.
So. So. Bored.
To the guy I marry in the future, who ever you may be: DON'T EVER LET ME BE BORED. Please for gods sake.
.
`Lia signing out~
JOSH GROBAN!!!
Sunday, December 27, 2009
That's right.
My new found obsession..
JOSH GROBAN.
well, maybe not new.
Actually, it's not new at all...
but I'm...what's the word?
CULTIVATING IT. ^^
Wait, you ask, who is he?
I quote GLEE: "Who is Josh Groban..?! Kill yourself!"
"Josh Groban is an angel from heaven to deliver platinum records onto us." "And if he were here right now, I'd club you to death with his Critics Choice Award."
Just kidding, I won't kill you.
*cough*
And anyway, you ask, why now? why the sudden new found obsession?
I used to just like his voice, like when I first heard 'You Raise Me Up' ever. And I was blown away by his AWESOMEness. But yeah, I never really was like obsessed or anything, not to the level of POTO Phanatic or Snape fangirling-ness. but...I dunno.
Maybe it's because this Christmas hasn't been the best Christmas I've ever had...(actually, it sucked big time)
And I remember all I did on the 25th was lie on my bed staring up my ceiling with my mp3 plugged in my ears, Josh Groban's gorgeous song 'Per Te (italian for 'For You) playing on repeat...
And for the first time, I really started to appreciate this guy's voice properly. And gods, he is just amazing. Amazing can't even sum it up. He's only 28, and he's in no way extremely famous or anything but he has the most gorgeous wonderful voice I've ever heard anyone sing with.
And on top of that, he is just so so talented. He knows how to speak Latin, Italian, French, and Spanish. He plays the piano, the flute, the drums and the uilleann pipes. That's just...INSANE.
Yeah, I know I go gaga over a lot of male's voices...(Alan Rickman, anyone?) but it's because they truly honestly do have the best voices that I've ever heard. If Alan Rickman's voice is like velvet, then Josh Groban's is like chocolate.
Just click and listen to the video below. And trust me, I'm not in any way exaggerating. He's like an angel. ^^
Gods, this is why you NEVER go out three days in a row kids.
unless for those three days, you're doing nothing but sitting and talking or something.
Because:
full day of walking around the city + ice skating + ice skating again
= MASSIVE PAIN.
So yeah. Loads of pain. Fun. not really...
2012 = majorly depressing film. like, majorly.
I was a leaking faucet for the entire thing. SO SAD. DD:
Avatar yesterday was brilliant!! 3D-ness!! I WANT TO BE A NA'VI!!! And live on pandora!! x)
>> I photoshoped myself to look like a na'vi. HAHA. Yes, I was that bored.
And no Elaine, I'm not married. LOL.
It's just a ring. he didn't propose. ;D
really sorry to burst your bubble... x)
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Popularity huh?
Oh well, everyone here knows the social hierarchy is completely and utterly fucked up, if you pardon my language. It's the truth. But I guess I'm just kinda glad that at least for our schools (selective) we don't have the whole stereotypical jocks, bimbo cheerleader blondes, nerds/geeks, loser fags, and the whole shebang.
After reading Ri's blog about how popularity is confidence in yourself, I don't know. I kinda disagree with that. There are people who are very confident in themselves, but they aren't popular in the way we deem it as being popular. Confidence in what though? Confidence in maths skills? That certainly isn't the case. I mean, who are the populars anyway?
Let's see. Zoe's group? Nikita's group? It's all different. I think the key to being 'popular' is that people envy you for one reason or another. Whether it's confidence, clothes, money, boys, looks, or even the whole package, it's about how you are seen by your peers. It doesn't matter if you have all of these, if your peers don't see you as being 'worthy' then you aren't. We rely so much on other people's view/judgement of us.
Popularity is a majority-rules decisions. If no one in our grade thought that these girls were popular, would they be? No.
It all comes back to how we view them. Because we classify them as populars, therefore they are.
A question trace-bum posted:
"are all guys attracted to the pretty popular vixens at least once during their high-school life?"
hmm...tough one. But I would say yes. You know what they all say. Guys are attracted to girls who are confident about themselves, their looks, or just anything. Confidence, and yet still not being overly controlling or arrogant. The balance needs to be there. Sure not all guys go for girls like this, but once again, generalisation.
And even for us girls. Because hey, on the most basic shallowest level: would you rather date a girl/guy who was good looking and nice and popular, or a girl/guy who was good looking, nice but a complete and utter social reject? If both were identical twins in every single way except for their social standing? (same level of attractiveness, niceness, etc)
You would go for the girl/guy who was popular, of course. There's still that ingrained instinct in us to choose someone who we think is better. Sure, we might say right now that we'd prefer the social reject, just to prove that we're not part of the herd. But as a human, it's our basic instinct to choose what is better for us. So yes, popular is better in the natural instinct terms than socially retarded.
That's why they say that females are attracted to bad boys/jerks. Which actually has some truth attached to it. In the stone age times, this process was part of NATURAL SELECTION. (Science crash course, bxtches...;D)
Stone age era, women had to make a lot of babies in order for the species to survive.
It was then natural for us to choose JERKS over the GOOD GUYS because those jerks will steal and kill enough so that there would be enough food to feed the babies and make it through winter. Of course, now jerks have no real use anymore, but of course, thanks to our ancestors and our instinct for survival, that's why we end up being attracted to those bad ass boys we see so much on television.
(Take Chuck Bass from Gossip Girl as a prime example. Total douche. Yet all the girls are like *SWOON*. No I don't watch GG.)
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Alright...I congratulate you if you managed to read all of that. LOL.
I can't even bother to read over it, so yeah. Extra invisible choccies for you if you do get through it. ;D
Wow, I needed that rant. It makes me feel lighter now I've typed that.
Hopefully, you people learnt something off this...or at least it made you think a bit.
Because I can never really do that, so if I did, I've achieved something at least. xDD
`Lia, signing off~♥
what the...
Tuesday, December 22, 2009
...
He actually got me a ring.
...
yeah.
ha.
that's all, folks.
all i want for xmas is...
Sunday, December 20, 2009
...SOME GOD DAMN TIME OUTSIDE OF THE FREAKING HOUSE, GOD DAMMIT.
Sorry, my parents are officially Nazis.
I'm not allowed out afte the 23rd. That's right.
Entire rest of the holidays I'M. NOT. ALLOWED. OUT.
I am so freaking pissed.
and blah. I got so bored today I drew TWILIGHT FANART.
BLLAAAAAAAAAAAH. I'm so annoyed right now.
Though I stabbed edward's face with my pencil after I finished the picture, so that made me feel better.
REASON WHY NORMAL MALES ARE NOT LIKE EDWARD CULLEN:
1. You don't sparkle.
2. You don't drink blood.
3. You're not a paedophile.
4. You're not sociopathic.
5. You're not a stalker-maniac.
6. You're not bi-polar.
7. You have a personality.
8. You're not mentally abusive.
9. You're not 108 years old.
10. You are NOT going to crawl through a girl's window to watch her sleep every night.
That also made me feel ebtter.
I should go sleep.
Blah.
Too late, need to wake up tomorrow for first day of NON PARENTAL FREEDOM.
xmas times is near...★
Saturday, December 19, 2009
★
★★★
★★
-giggles-
★ Males ★
They crack me up.
Too...much...can't take it...
*dissolves into laughter once more*
Gods, I'm still going high over that song.
LOL. It's so MALE. BLAAAAH.
★'Molten lead.' ★
LOOL.
ROFL.
LMAO.
Good work, dear.
Really good.
LOL. Sorry.
-giggles-
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Yeah, I'm on a festive high. WOOHOOOO!! Hence the big Christmas tree above me. iSN'T IT NIIIIICEEEE? 8DDD
Yeah, I am fully aware that it is NOT Christmas yet. But whatever. I can celebrate it earlier if I want. hehehe....
So yeah, I spent the entire morning doing pretty much nothing...like usual. Oh except for listening to that song...
Yeah, I know. SAD, AREN'T I? But I don't care. Better than me sitting here and going high over drinking anthrax. ;D
blah. 'sup?
Thursday, December 17, 2009
Yeah, blogpost update time.
Lol, sup everyone?
Yeah. Don't ask about IPT. I got shit.
(highFIVE trace~)
More effort was definitely needed.
To be honest, we were kinda like 'meh, it's ipt' type of attitude.
Which is BAD KIDDIES. Don't do any course with that attitude. ;D
Blah, the last two days have been uneventful.
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"Bruise? Oh right. A kid threw a dictionary across the room and it caught on my mouth..."
"I'm gonna paint my face like a cat!" ... "You're insane."
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-headdesk-
how could you?! the poor desk!!
poor head more like..
Yes, but the desk is more important, you see.
Gee, thanks. Why don't you go out with the *desk* then? ...Maybe I will go out with the *desk*.
Yeah? I can see you two are just *dying* to get alone together!
At least the desk won't bite. ;D
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YOU OWE ME A RING.
gimme.
poofles.
Tuesday, December 15, 2009
Sup everyone...Yeah, I'm bored. AGAIN. Hooray. What a joyous occasion. Pfft.
Spent the entire day cleaning out my room. SO MUCH JUNK.
It just accumulates, you know? I've chucked out more than 10 kilos worth of paper scraps, I swear.
HSC Results in almost 12 hours!
I'm currently trying to work out how to eat without making the food touch my lips too much.
And it's not working, so everytime I eat, I wince. Darn bruise...
Oh well. Self-restraint. I need to work on that. Actually, I need to work on a lot of things.
Oh, did you know that 'father' in dutch is 'vader'?
hehe...Star Wars. ;D
Saturday, December 12, 2009
You know the feeling when you're really bored, looking for something to do, but don't really care what you end up doing as long as time passes, and just sort of wish the day would go by faster?
It's like it doesn't really matter whether you're bored or not, 'cause no matter what you do, you're still only doing it to pass the time until the end of the day...
It's kinda depressing...
Unless of course the *reason* your doing it is because there's some sort of event in the not-too-distant-future that is so brilliant that life until that point doesn't really matter...
pfft.
Last night was odd.
Unstable mood swings and major emotional backlash.
haha, yeah...
So many people are leaving next year! DD:
Waahh...And Cely is too.
man, that was an odd hokey pokey.
It didn't really sink in.
Still hasn't actually, but I think the emotional backlash was from that.
harhar. Yeah, I kissed Cely. Lots. ;D
Me and Trace were talking about how the scenario should've been like this:
"You put your right arm in - "
"RUN!!"
hehe, we were picturing elaine...xDD
Nah, jokes girl. Though people did do that on the day.
And now I'm feeling mundane.
And bored.
And a headache is coming on.
And I may be sick.
Farrrrrk.
Oh wells.
BYEBYE.
masochism tango
Tuesday, December 8, 2009
Boo everyone.
Today was eventful in an uneventful way...
Does that make sense?
Probably not.
Lol. So yeah.
Discussed HYMENS AND SEX with NSBs at Combined choir. ;DD Hahah....it was epically weird, and awkward.
And just "WHY THE HECK ARE WE TALKING ABOUT THIS???" kinda general aura.
But that didn't stop us...haha, yeah that's how much we fail.
Got to school for scripture, just bludged.
Assembly? Bludged.
IPT? SINGSTAR'd!!
Then skipped DM with Allie and Rain (REBELZ)
Lunch...FORGOT ACAPELLA WAS ON. SH****T.
Screamed because a certain meanie bum crept up behind me and yelled 'boo'.
TRISTAN YOU SUCK. -whacks-
And he made me show him that drawing...=[
SCRANDOMS, YOU PEEPS ARE MEAN. DD: "shoooowww him!"
Jigged history to sit in Art class with the rest of the girls and the two guys.
English, both guys crashed our class again.
Mr Short didn't mind at all, LOL.
Stole his blazer. It was warm...;D
Then played 'I Never.' with Trace, Marina, Lawrence and Tristan.
Apparently, Tristan's licked a cat before. o_O...
After school, dragged him to buy his present at Kino.
He told me to buy Breaking Dawn for him instead of 'Mr Darcy: Vampyre" because it was cheaper...Pfft.
Stupid males...grr...
Tristan, I blame you.
This song is ridiculous.
It's so bad, but so stupidly funny.
And now it's stuck in my head. Grr...
(They guy who sang this, Tom Lehrer, is the guy who sang the Elements Song.)
epic post. (fail)
Monday, December 7, 2009
Okay, today I am going to try and match up to alice's uber long epic ten paragraph blog post.
Which by the way I'm going to fail miserably as well, because the formating's different and I use a smaller size font.
So here it goes...MY EPIC LONG UBER AWESOME SEXYROFLCAKE COOL WONDERFUL BRILLIANT... (etc) BLOG POST.
So. Where to start? Hmm...Alright, let's explain in excessive detail about my happenings TODAY.
TODAY IS MONDAY. MONDAY is the first day of the week. Unless you're weird and count Sunday as the beginning o the week. If so, I have nothing to say to you.
So on this bright (not really) cheery (I suppose so) Monday morning, I was woken up at 5:30 am by my wonderful phone. Turns out that 5 hours and 24 minutes ago, I texted my dear 'HAPPY BIRTHDAY.' He assumed somehow I'll be awake at 5:30am to read it. Well, I was awake by then. Groaning like usual, I rolled out of bed and read the text, send a reply back and tried to sleep again. Alas, no sleep would come. So, groaning once more. I got out of bed, dumped all my clothes on and get ready for school in less than 10 minutes.
Left my house rather early, and walked to station. Got off train at NSyd and decided that I was too early (got to station at 7:10am), so instead of catching bus I would walk. And So I walked. HEALTHY ME. lol, not. Ambled up to St Leonards Park. Fun. Met up with him there and stayed until 8:45. Proceeded to walk back to school after that. Damn it...I wanted to stay longer. :(...Oh well. Got to school, rest of the day = UNEVENTFUL! Like, actually. SO BORING. -snores-
Elective History: Watched a film about Girls wearing head scarves in France. Would be interesting, except I wasn't bothered. Instead, Carmen combed my hair. For pretty much half the period. haha...
IPT: Same old...Laze about. Showed Elaine the school magazine, which is EPIC I have to say. We pwn the other years, no doubt about it at all. Only one pixelated photograph in the entire magazine!
Maths: Half slept, and played Scatergories at the end of the period. Yeah, I lost, but oh wells. ;D
Sports: MISSED IT. Couldn't. Be. Stuffed. So yeah, sat at the top of our school for the two periods just chatting and lazing around. Fun? Actually. Boring sometimes though, CARD PLAYERS.
Went to Gloria Jeans after school. Went to Dymocks first to buy book. Stupid store doesn't stock it! Lammmmmmeeee...Saw Pride and Prejudice and Zombies though, limited edition. I wanted to get it, but too expensive. Oh well. So I'm going tomorrow afternoon to Kino to buy it. Stupid males and stupid birthday presents. Grr.
(That reminds me, I still need to do Christmas Shopping...ACK. KILL ME.)
Got home, and went on the computer. And yeah, pretty much sums up my day. Eventful, right? NOT. I've spent the whole time at home in my black silk nightshirt. Stupid bloody hot weather. Eurgh...I really really really REALLY hate Summer. Like REALLY hate it. I will never be able to stand Summer at all. This is exactly why I need to move somewhere colder eventually. Rain for the win!
So yes, this sums up my epic post. And it fails, so it's not really epic-y enough for a post. I could rant more, but my hand is cramping from all the talking on msn, typing this and typing up writing random crap. So, yeah. Bye. Oh, just so you know, I hate long blog posts by the way. Alice, FEEL HONOURED.
Ciao, my peeps~
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Sunday, December 6, 2009
I GOT A FREAKING SINGING TEACHER.
-SPAZZES-
phone convos.
I like talking on the phone.
Call me a girl, but oh well. ;D
You know how when you talk for such a long time...
After a while your phone actually starts getting really really hot?
Haha...it's like holding a baked potato to your ear. It's really funny. xDD
I just realised I have really really boring blog posts. Sorry peeps.
I must bore you all to death with my day.
No, it wasn't even remotely interesting.
Maths tutoring was boring.
And then I came back home. Woot.
Talked on the phone for about 2 hours though, that was something.
Discussed the list of things that Girls want Guys to know. It was funny. xDD
And yeah, now I'm just bored out of my brains.
Side note:
DOCTOR WHO IS ON TONIGHT!!
MUST WATCH.
WOOOOOOOOOOT!
spazz*
Saturday, December 5, 2009
Have I ever mentioned how much I hate maths?
Well, if you didn't know before, you do now.
I hate maths. No, wrong. I detest it. I LOATHE IT.
Okay, enough of that. haha... Saturdays. Do you guys like Saturdays?
Well, it does come after 'W T F' in the calender, so I'm not complaining.
Best part about Saturdays? SLEEPING IN. Oh gods, don't you just love waking up late?
Alright, right now I'm kinda freaking a bit. A certain someone asked me to have dinner with his family. EEEP.
*freaks out*
*spazzes*
WTF do I tell my rents?!
And I'm kinda scared...
HELP MEEEEE!
Advise me, my wise friends/people who happen to stumble across my blog/LIZ STALKER.
Anyway, I'm getting really obsessed with this song.
It's really good, listen to it!
The lady who sings it is AMAZING.
She does all these covers of musical sogns as well, check out her channel.
Anyway, enjoy!
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■ lia-wa. ■ eighteen years crazy.
■ NSG`11 ■ certified bubble burster to be.
■ glowsticks light up her skies. ■ cannot draw lightbulbs.
■ sometimes-maybe-possibly can write.
■ david bowie is my religion.
