a few days ago, i took train in morning with elena and elaine.
you know the tracks between town hall and central?
when two trains go the same way, and travels at the same speed?
i love it when that happens. :P
anyway, that morning, i was kinda on a high.
the train was running alongside us...
and you know how everyone on trains are so stoned,
like perma '-_-' face?
so, me, being sad and high...
i looked over to the other train, and spotted a guy.
(he looked about 23? kinda cute)
and i waved at him with a really wide smile.
and guess what? he smiled and waved back as well!
it actually made my day. :DD
he didn't look that cute when he was stoning.
but then he smiled, and he just looked so much better.
i like to think i made someone's day just that tiny bit better.
i dunno, small things like that makes me crazy happy. :D
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DAY 12 - SOMEONE WHO CAUSED YOU A LOT OF PAIN.
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Dear you,
You know who you are.
I'll probably never forgive you.
Honest to god.
No matter what happens.
Never.
Lia.
“I’ve learned that people will forget what you say to them, people will forget what you did, but people will never forget how you make them feel.”
— Maya Angelou
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that quote is too true.
i really detest art theory.
honestly hate hate hate!
and vd essay is half way done.
bleugh... and monday tomorrow... ):
and letter 11 is someone deceased i want to talk to.
no thank you. i don't want to talk to anyone dead.
at least not right now. eurgh. cheerful.
DARN i missed 11:11 tonight... ):
oh well. i do that all the time anyway.
annnnd i should be sleeping. :DD
instead i'm blogging. aiyaiyai...
yesterday: full day of choir rehearsal for Arts North.
Stood pretty much for the entire day...
my legs are still sore, god darn it!
and today, gala night.... DD:
it was pretty good, despite some flub ups...
but overall, GREAT!! ;DDDD
and on top of that, i got to spend a lot of time with my teddy. :D
i am highly content. heheheheehehe. :3
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DAY 10 - SOMEONE YOU WISH YOU TALKED TO MORE.
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Hey loser face. :D
(guess who?)
You know, I've always thought we should talk more. I've always enjoyed talking to you. even when you're incoherently mashing on your keyboard about some high level douchebag monster you just haxed/pwned/ripped/raped. Yeah. Those were goooood times. LOL. NOT. I hated your stupid monologues you boring twat. :DD (Jokes, haha)
Anyway. Once your exams are over/my assignments are over, I'll start spamming you again. Haha. Man I missed our lame arse convos. Remember me trying to clone you? You gave up trying to convince everyone that you were you and used your mike to record stuff instead. like 'SUUUUUUUUUREEEEE'. ;DDD
Annnnyway.
I'll talk to you soon.
(Count on it)
Love, your mama. :DD
and isn't that song so cute? ;D
'teddy bear', by elvis. *squee*
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oh great. apparently everyone's heard now.
my mum told Mr. Madgwick that I thought he was hot.
he's not bad looking, he's the best by far in our school...
BUT THAT WAS SO EMBARRASSING. LOL. xD
and OMFG procrastinating english so badly right now.
still have a page of notes to type up.
but i'm gonna type another letter instead, LOL.
I faaaaaaail.
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DAY 9 - SOMEONE YOU WISH YOU COULD MEET.
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To someone who I want to meet,
I guess there's not much to say.
If I meet you, then I'll meet you.
If I don't, then I wasn't meant to.
Either way, I'll be content. I guess.
So. That's all I have to say.
Have a good life~
Lia
Haha, niiiceee suggestions guys.
maybe. i don't actually know yet.
because it's still in the development stage.
BUT. one condition: NO JUSTIN BEAVER. :DD
here's an extract:
...He stood back and watched as they closed the lid on the gold lined coffin (she hated gold; it was always silver for her). He watched as they lowered it into the soil with all the worms and dead organisms and decayed material (just like what she’ll become). He watched as the dirt hit the lid with a splat (much like how her body collided with that Land Rover five days ago)...
what do you guys think so far?
good or bad or scarily morbid? :DD
and here's the next letter, day 8.
sorry for making you guys read so much crap, lol.
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DAY 8 - YOUR FAVOURITE INTERNET FRIEND.
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Dear Daan,
Aka Mr. Romantic, Romeo, Scion, Knight-in-not-quite-so-shining-armor. Sorry for being an lazy arse every Saturday and Sunday mornings. I would get up just to talk to you ... (AND I DID. ONCE OR TWICE. Hehe... ;D ) but I'm just too tired these days. At least you don't hafta deal with me moaning and bitching about something or another, right? I won't have to listen to you either. LOL JOKES. :DD
I hope everything works out with Alex. Though honestly, I think you're wasting valuable amounts of time on that girl... If she can't see how awesome you are, then she doesn't deserve you. All her excuses about you being non-caucasian is just excuses. It shouldn't matter, yeah?
GOOD LUCK FOR YOUR BIO TEST. You sad kid who woke up early to study, but then got distracted by a certain person who wouldn't leave you alone. ;DDD
AND FFFFF WRITE MOAR YOU LOSER FACE. :)
I luffles you~
Tian/Lia/Juliet/Your worst daymare. :DD
I'm finally writing something that's not poetry!
(or prosetry, or anything which will end up on dA)
a proper story, that's what i want to write.
probably a short story, but anyways.
i need some help with a plot though.
so far, ive got:
boy's gf just died.
...
and that's it LOL.
so i need you brainy peeps to help me think.
is a story of him getting over her?
or something else?
ps; ri, that commercial made me tear up to.
it's beautiful. ♥
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DAY 7 - YOUR EX BOYFRIEND.
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Hey Pete,
How long has it been since I’ve had a proper conversation face to face with you? If I remember properly, that was back in Year 8. Man, how we’ve both changed. You’re at Carlo High now. And I’m guessing you’re topping each class right? You’ve still got that brain of yours in use. You’re smart. You could’ve been so much better.
I did like you. Really I did. Before you turned around and called me a bitch slut whore and shoved everything right back in my face. But I guess I don't really hate you. It could've been better, the way it ended. Still, it's over, and I guess there's no point dwelling on it anymore, right?
So. I hope you have a good life. Don't do anything stupid that'll make them send you to rehab again. Please stop taking pot. And for gods sake, no more ice. One day, it's going to kill you. And as much as I don't want to have anything to do with you right now, I don't want you dead.
Julia.
slept til 1pm today, LOOOOL.
sooo tired... ):
nothing much has been happening lately.
stressing for 'disgrace' in class essay.
and for art + vd essays.
and for art installation work.
and i'm annoyed at my teddy. )=
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DAY 6 - A STRANGER.
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Dear stranger,
I've been catching the same train with you for the past 4 years and I've never learnt your name. Though I suppose that's not surprising, no one talks on trains much unless they're with their friends, and they talk to strangers even less, so yeah.
Still, I like to think your name would be something like Nick. Or Something along those line. You look like one, I guess. Platinum blonde hair, and grey eyes. you always where the same type of clothes. a hoodie of some sort, and converse. You know, you're kinda cute...hehe... ;D
But oh well. I'll probably never get a chance/ courage to talk to you, so you'll remain a stranger. But that's not too bad. Everyone else on the trains are strangers anyway. I hope that you have a wonderful life though. If you don't have a wife/girlfriend, I hope you find the perfect one for you one day.
Best wishes for everything,
Lia
maths test was today.
did...okay. i guess...?
heh...anyway, it's over.
that's all that matters.
othello is done as well.
-sigh-
oh well. on a brighter note:
trist sold all of my chocolates.
LOL. see how useful he is? ;)
haha, jokes. but it saved me so much hassle.
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DAY 5 - YOUR DREAMS.
--
My dreams,
Sometimes you can really disturb in ways I can't imagine. Honestly. You're impossible to fathom or figure out in the least. I mean, remember those dreams from before? Pineapples in a truck? Riley in a dinosaur costume? Sponge monsters and gorilla men? Heads fixed to shower nozzles dripping with blood? Giant tomatoes? I mean, where the heck do you come from? I can't say it's from my mind, because why on earth would I want those things in there?
Sometimes I just wish you would cut me a break. No more disturbing dreams. They're starting to become frequent and a habit and I'd rather not have any more of those thank you. And no more dreams which make me cry. Because they're worse. In all honesty.
Just give me ones where I don't have to wake up and sit up and then stay sitting thinking about what that could've meant, or how disturbing that was, or reassuring myself that whatever happened in my dreams will never come true in a million years. (Thank god)
The world would be a scary place then. Just imagine the population being swamped by giant tomatoes... -shudder-
So, be nice to me. Please?
Lia.
fml maths test tomorrow.
haven't studied...
procrastinating like nothing else. :D
oh well... heh...
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DAY 4 - YOUR SIBLING.
Hey sis.
You have no IDEA how bloody annoying you are.
like, seriously, Oh my god sort of annoying, not just slightly.
but who cares. You're still young, I guess.
Yeah, I still love you, you little pumpkin.
And stop pestering me for games.
Love, your big sis.
haha, parent teacher night tonight.
just got back, i'm so dead it's not funny, lol.
still, it was pretty good.
managed to finish off english before the meeting.
(YEAAAHHH HIGHFIVE RAIN)
talked to every one of my teachers.
Mr. Short was so nice to me.
he told my mum i'd been looking really tired and out of it...
and suggested to her that i get more sleep.
THANK YOU SO MUCH! -hug-
and gosh, i really do love all my teachers this year.
my mum told Mr Madgwick that i though he was handsome.
gaaaaaaah. soooo embarrassing. DD:
she thought it was hilarious though... ==;
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DAY 3 - YOUR PARENTS.
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Dear mum,
You can be ridiculous, and fun, and annoying, and nagging, and mean, and bitchy, and totally unfair, but oh well. It doesn’t matter, I’ll love you regardless. You’re amazing. You’re totally lax for an Asian mum and that’s saying something. Thanks for everything, for supporting me with almost everything I do, letting me have the chance to do what I want even though you don’t really approve. You probably know about me and Tristan, but thanks for not killing us. I know you don’t like it at all, but I love you so much for not banning me or forbidding me to do things.
Dear dad,
I’m sorry I’m not the best daughter there ever is. I feel like I’m such a horrible bitch to you sometimes, and I barely get to see you anymore. And when I do see you, we’re always arguing about something or another, and it makes me feel really sad. You know that I love you so much, and I’m sorry I can’t be more patient, but I guess I got that trait off you, eh? And I know you work long hours and everything you do is fr us, and I can’t tell you how much we all appreciate it. I love you dad.
I love you both. So much.
Julia~
haha, so today is my burfday...
(thanks to robyne for the new spelling. :D)
yeah, old old me. 17 now, lol...
i don't feel any different.
then again, am i supposed to?
haha... oh wells.
day went by quite boringly actually.
choir was pretty fun hehe...
acapella overtures are awesome. :DDD
go a lot of marks back for art.
didn't do too shabbily...i guess. =|
managed to dump choco box on trist. ;D
i feel worse now... heh... ^^;
but apparently he's sold quite a few already.
so that's good then, hehe.
and kill me.
MATHS TEST.
OTHELLO.
ART SHIT.
EWWWWWWWWW. DD:
*WARNING*
below letter contains copious amounts of sap/sugary sweetness.
do not read if you're a diabetic. you might get sugar overdose.
sue me for being the biggest mess of a cliché you've ever seen.
because it's definitely not gonna stop me from writing it all down.
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DAY 2 - YOUR CRUSH
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Dearest Tristan,
Hello love. I’m supposed to be writing a letter to my crush. But you know you’re so much more than that to me. Where to begin? I love every single part of you. Everything, from your curly hair to your sometimes sheer idiocy. (Jokes, but sometimes you can be an idiot. ;D)
I love how you always seem to be able to smile at me, no matter what. And you know how much I love seeing you smile. Every time you smile, it just makes me love you that tiny bit more (if that's possible) and realise how lucky I am to have you. You're beautiful, you know that? And yes, males can be beautiful too. I would know. Hehe...
I love it when you walk up to me and pull me in for a hug, and then refuse to let go. You know, I feel so safe and happy when you're hugging me. It's like nothing else in the entire world matters at all. It's pretty much the only time when I don't need to stress about life and school and other trivial things. Because none of that's important when you're with me.
I love how you're just so ridiculous, it's almost impossible. One of the girls in my class today commented that you're like the type of guy who just walked straight out of a movie. You play the violin, you fence, you can only dance ballroom, you love cravats, you still kiss me on the hand sometimes, and think that being a pretentious wanker is completely normal. (Your words, not mine. ;P) You're pretty much the type of boyfriend that every girl dreams about. Still hard for me to believe that this is real some days.
And there's about a billion other things I love about you as well. How you always smell so good. How your hands always find mine. How your voice is always so soothing, and how I could just sit there and listen to you for hours on end. How easily you can make me happy again. How every time you kiss me, I feel like sparks are running up and down my spine. How you sulk like a small kid everytime I tease you about something or another.
And we might be a walking talking living breathing cliché but I don't care.
I'll always love you.
Your Lia.
ps; No matter how much I gush over green eyes, ranga boys, Riley, David Tennant or anything along those lines, the fact remains that they're not you. And because they're not you, I can never love them as much as I love you.
haha, so the last one wasn't actually a blog post.
so yeah. here's one about what i actually did today
(for those of you who care/bother to even read my blog)
so, public holiday today. woot~!
so glad to have another day off.
met up with tristan again today, lol.
somehow, along the way to meadowbank
I LOST MY MOBILE PHONE.
*swears head off*
stupid idiot that i am... grr...
took the ferry to darling harbour.
i wasn't expecting to go anywhere really.
so i forgot to bring money along, stupid...
trist ended up paying for pretty much everything.
bleugh, now i feel horrible. ):
he said it was a part of my bday prezzie...
(considering that he got me stuff already, now i feel worse)
we went to the aquarium together. (:
(because i was sad and dragged him.)
i swear, i love jellyfishes. they're so beautiful.
and i haven't been to the aquarium in forever.
it was nice going again. :DD
walked around darling harbour, got food.
listened to random broadcastS from the big screen.
(it was set up for FIFA)
and then took the ferry back.
we were totes smart and sat outside.
it was freezing, the sea breeze. :D
but oh well. i'm not complaining that much.
i really wish i have more time to myself.
that way i can choose to spend it however i like.
and with whoever i choose. eurgh. so lame.]
on the other hand, australia got raped by germany.
such a depressing game, i swear...
stupid ref was so dodgy.
school again tomorrow.
kill me... DD:
(10 months today. wow.)
DAY 1 - YOUR BEST FRIEND ---
Dear Sarah,
Hey girl. Let me start off by saying you were my best friend. You were probably my only best friend. It's been six years since I've seen you. I can't tell you how much I miss our days together. And also, I guess since we're older now (You've probably forgotten all about me) I've realised that I don't need to have a best friend anymore. But still, it's good to remember, right?
Do you remember my first day at school? I was terrified. I knew how to speak three words in English, I had only been living in Sydney for two weeks, and I knew a grand total of zero people in our class. I remember being ushered in by the teacher, and placed down on the floor with everyone else; it was show and tell day. I sorta sat there, feeling like the biggest awkward turtle you ever met. And you moved next to me, and drew a smiley face on my hand.
The rest of the primary years were amazing. We did everything together, and I couldn't imagine being best friends with anyone else. I could remember that day I found out I had to move. We cried for an hour together, sitting in your room. It was a horrible thought, since Mosman was an hour away from West Ryde! I remember even after I moved, we still visited each other during the holidays. We still shared all our secrets and stories and toys and god knows what. But you moved again when I was 10, and I lost contact with you. Those were some of the saddest times I've ever had. It was then when I started OC, and I was shunned and lonerated by everyone in my class for the next year and a bit. It was back then when I missed you so horribly.
I wish I could see you again. I still picture you as that 10 year old little girl, with your massive pigtails and your cheeky grin, and I miss you still. Heck, I even miss your sister. (Remember we used to do the equivalent of bitching when you were young about her back in those days?)
I don't know if you even remember that awkward clumsy Chinese girl in the middle of an all Caucasian class, but it doesn't matter. I know that you'll be glad to know that now, I don't have a best friend. Because I don't need one anymore. I have Scrandoms. And they're amazing to the point of being nonsensically amazing.
So thank you for all the brilliant times we've had together.
All my love,
Lia~
...i feel like a massive copycat too.
but oh well. this is gonna be fun. :DD
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letters
Day 1 — Your Best Friend
Day 2 — Your Crush
Day 3 — Your parents
Day 4 — Your sibling (or closest relative)
Day 5 — Your dreams
Day 6 — A stranger
Day 7 — Your Ex-boyfriend/girlfriend/love/crush
Day 8 — Your favourite internet friend
Day 9 — Someone you wish you could meet
Day 10 — Someone you don’t talk to as much as you’d like to
Day 11 — A Deceased person you wish you could talk to
Day 12 — The person you hate most/caused you a lot of pain
Day 13 — Someone you wish could forgive you
Day 14 — Someone you’ve drifted away from
Day 15 — The person you miss the most
Day 16 — Someone that’s not in your state/country
Day 17 — Someone from your childhood
Day 18 — The person that you wish you could be
Day 19 — Someone that pesters your mind—good or bad
Day 20 — The one that broke your heart the hardest
Day 21 — Someone you judged by their first impression
Day 22 — Someone you want to give a second chance to
Day 23 — The last person you kissed
Day 24 — The person that gave you your favourite memory
Day 25 — The person you know that is going through the worst of times
Day 26 — The last person you made a pinky promise to
Day 27 — The friendliest person you knew for only one day
Day 28 — Someone that changed your life
Day 29 — The person that you want tell everything to, but too afraid to
Day 30 — Your reflection in the mirrorparrtyy~ hahahha... it was so fun. :DD
(sorry to the peeps who couldn't make it. i wish you could've)
cleaned my room before everyone came...
lol, it was so unnaturally clean. it felt weird... =|
at three o'clock, Trist showed up. :D
my sister had been asking about him for an hour.
"when is tristan coming?" ... "is tristan here yet?"
she's so sad...
he got me a teddy bear!! 8DDD
it's so cute and fluffy and soft and just gorgeous.
and it's got a mask on it. ;D
i've decided he's called Westly. hehe...
after the awesome character from the Princess Bride.
(everyone needs to watch that film!)
he also got me the novel of the Princess Bride too. :)
bummed around on the piano for a bit.
Blair showed up at 3:20, and Alex Cox at 3:30.
walked down to the station to pick peeps up.
Chris, Vin and Suvarna were there.
Chris wore a white bow tie. LOLOLOL.
it was freakin' awesome.
just bummed around until everyone got here.
ate, talked, told bad jokes, sang, watched movie.
and talked. and ate. and yeah. LOL.
my mum was like today:
"you kids talk so much!"
hehe...
thanks so much guys for your awesome prezzies. :DD
2 GLEE CDs from both Amy and Em! THANKYOU!
an awesome hat from Louise. :DD
a really amazing book + choccies from blair. :DD
LES MIS 10TH ANNIVERSARY DVD!! Alex and Sean!!
an adorable cute little teddy from Fio~ :DD
really pretty jewellery from Suvarna and Vin. ;DD
the best cakes and cookies in the world + book from Lena! ♥
delish noodles made by Tracey's awesome mum!! *drool*
everyone had gone home by 9:40-ish, except Chris.
my bro and sis are like in love with him now.
LOL. they were fully hypo over him.
sent Chris to the station at 10, and dropped him onto his bus.
walked back with Rain and then stayed on the comp until 1am.
hehe... we're so sad.
Fio's party today; bummed around.
talked with the others, and ate. lol...
and it's also amy's birthday today... =)
i will buy her prezzie. and Rain's. soon.
haha... i'm horrible with presents, really.
man, i'm so dead today. and tomorrow, going out again.
LOL. yeah, according to mum, i'm turning into a party girl.
I AM SO NOT. DD:
okies, now i'm going to go and...
read and do stuff totally non productive.
and be screwed for school, haha.
ahaha... careers day yesterday.
it was pretty awesome actually...
though i got really tired by the 4th one...
i was actually falling asleep... ==;
design + architecture at uts.
the male presenter was so cute. ;D
(well, at least i think so. trace disagrees.)
the bonus points are really appealing.
then acting at some drama school.
man, i really don't want to do that now.
acting business is really tough...
so bleh. no chance for me.
then ancient hist at macq.
i go to this every year lol...
but the sad thing is, i won't be doing it.
'rents don't want ancient hist.
bleughh...
the SCA at usyd...fine arts.
hmm...i really hate concepts though.
so this probably ain't for me.
and last, media + journalism at uts.
hmm...a possibility.
don't know quite just yet, but...
if i actually wanted to do this
it'll probably be at usyd.
(just because usyd has musicals!)
...apparently... :D
anyway, bussed it to nsyd (lol, buss)
talking about freebies and jordan nguyen...
and GLEE! hehehe...
i think we scared some kiddies with our screaming.
and sorry again trace. bleh...
at least it wasn't as bad as last time...?
i think. i mean... technically, it's your fault. xDD
if you hadn't picked up those newspapers...
i would've talked more. :P
anyway, got off at strat with trist and lena.
i feel bad ... i think poor lena had it worse.
-sigh-
i'm just a sap, sorry.
took the bus back home with orlando.
he brought two packs of heart lollies.
he kept offering them to me, LOL.
he's so nice. he was like:
"here's one from tristaaan!"
*hands over a heart lolly*
"and here's one from me!"
*hands over another*
"and because i love you..."
*gives another one*
lol.
ps; JESSE ST JAMES PWNS FINN.
PMS. FFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFF.
I really hate being a girl sometimes...
This is just beyond stupid, i'm telling you.
and yeah. PMS to the max right now.
random bouts of lows and moodiness.
it's not going away, even after choccies.
so right now, i'm like 'mmnngh' ... =.="
VD is shitty. I swear.
Art is shitty as well.
Assignments should die.
As should you... Bleugh...
I really don't like you right now.
At this specific moment in time.
Don't worry, the feeling will pass.
No doubt more quickly than it should.
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you have always been a shooting star;
a flash of something beautiful,
but you never reach the ground
you never leave a mark on the world
i feel odd today. and i don't know why.
and i feel bloated. i'm too fat. DDD:
and gods. i dunno anymore.
bleugh. life is normal.
busy, hectic, stress, school, assignments, etc.
no more musical. ):
