Welcome Back!

So it's once again super late at night, oh well. I still blog because I'm so gangster, I keed.

Mummy's back! About time I see those sexy shoes of mine. They certainly turned out different than what I imagined, the black and red fold-downs turned into more of a maroon colour, ew. The bracelets and necklaces were too vintage and the clothes she bought looked like feed for my garbage bin. Did something happen to my mum's sense of perception? Did she fail to notice the damn obvious fact that the only reason I linked her to so many different online stores is for her to know what I like?


Note to self, letting your mum do the shopping for you is a big no-no.

At least she said I can have my Pajama Party, so I'm excited for that and hopefully in the near future she (for once)fulfills her promise of taking me overseas just to shop. So tomorrow as I go struttin' out in my sexy new shoes mum goes to see the doctor on her majorly sprained ankle.

I need to get up early to make breakfast tomorrow, so I better go bed now.

I was told to love my enemies, and them putting their trust me leads to their downfall. I have recently decided to turn my sails against a certain someone, but I really cannot believe that I did so over something so insignificantly small.

You're da Shiz, Reo

I GOT TO TALK TO REO TODAY I GOT TO TALK TO REO TODAY I GOT TO TALK TO REO TODAY I GOT TO TALK TO REO TODAY I GOT TO TALK TO REO TODAY I GOT TO TALK TO REO TODAY I GOT TO TALK TO REO TODAY I GOT TO TALK TO REO TODAY

He hasn't forgotten about me and he instantly accepted all this huge surging wave of emotions I threw at him. I filled him up on the latest news and as usual he solved each and every one of them in his cool way. Then we talked about random crap like we always do such as squirrels poking eachother and Oz stuff.

I missed him alot and it's really great to be talking to him again. I'm going to do that everyday.

Recently I've been hit with these random waves of sadness/anger. And I either vent it out up bashing something up or just crying. And if it wasn't for Reo I'd be crying for no reason whatsoever... again xD

Is taekwondo that awesome? I had a headache before going now I feel comfortable ALL OVER <3

I created another misunderstanding, this time on Facebook; I guess I don't give a shit anymore. Whatever other people think of me, I'll stay true to myself and despite what they all say about how bitchy I am if I know that I'm not; and Reo knows it, I'm good as good can be.

Lil' bits and Pieces

It's past midnight and I should be in bed.
Real life's been a blast away from OZ.
Congratulations to the new mods.
I'm sick of pleasing others.
Being in the army is cool.
I should stop missing my catch-up flute lessons and taekwondo.
Grading is soon and I still have yet to purchase my protective gear.
Anty is doing ballet now, I simply cannot imagine her doing stuff like that.
Leasha gave me a funny Swear Jar commercial, it made me laugh.
I had a throat infection today, sadly the canteen decided to use wholemeal bread specifically for today, damn.
I'm glad everyone's doing fine without me.
Going to China in January, really, really excited.
Mum is back on Saturday, and Irene's bringing me my harddrive on Friday.
I might get a Tumblr account
How do you connect with facebook?
I know I'm not special to anyone but mummy, I love mummy.
I'm having a Birthday Pajama party and I spelt Pajama wrong in the invite. Now I just need final confirmation from mummy.
I will be having toasted crumpets and yogurt for breakfast tomorrow.
Orientation Night today was tiring and boring as well.
He won't be talking to me.
I enjoy creating memes
Hope tomorrow is better.

Mint Addiction

  Eclipse mints... mmmmmmm~ Well if you don't know I'm literally addicted to them, I have about at least 5 per day and sometimes one after the other. And if I go without them for a few days I literally explode.

  My favourite times to eat a mint is either when I'm in the car with my dad, who's giving me a lift to Taekwondo. I'd eat around 2 on the trip while enjoying the radio; or after dinner I'd suck on one while doing the dishes and watching TV. It's heavenly.

  My mint withdrawal syndromes include an excessive chewing of Cobalt-flavoured 5-gum, constant fidgeting and checking whether my breath smells bad and other general paranoia. Which is why I always carry a tin with my everywhere I go. Without mints I also tend to get more crankier and more jealous than I already am.

  My favourite flavour is Cool Breeze and Spearmint :D

Cliches

  Sometimes, I hate it when people go "Oh that's so cliche!" I mean so what? Cliches pwn hardcore, dude. I friggin want a life of a stereotype you find in movies, so that everything is predictable and there are always hot guys... lots and lots of hot guys...

  Anyway, wouldn't it be nice if your life was a movie? The types with happy endings. I want my life to be a 2-hour-per-episode long Soap Operas. So whatever I do people actually care, like they care as if they don't have any issues themselves. The whole world revolves around you. All your friends surround you to solve your problems and they don't seem to lead any other lives besides being a part of yours.

  And guys, THEY'RE ALWAYS SO FRIGGIN HOT! Even if he looked like some ugly thing in the beginning(no judging intended here)they take off their glasses/whatever and for the next three minutes you simply drool over their smex. And all hot guys are tsunderes. So even if they have a shit personality in the beginning for some retarded reason they're actually real gentlemen. And all of them would die for you, imagining manipulating those around and bending them to your will, hohoho. I can kill a few people with that.

Missed Taekwondo for Shoes

As suggested by title, I actually missed it today JUST so mum knows what shoes I want. And that I get to have Indian food for dinner. It's Sparring Day today as well... oh well >3<

Since I already left OZ anyway, I really don't see a point in updating this blog, but then again, this is half RL as well so I figured I should continue using this.

Wanna see these sexy puppies? Firstly there's these limited edition fold-downs, then special edition zipper ones :D (all converses)
 

Aren't you jealous ;D 

Sarcasm and UNICORNS

OMG I HAVE THIS RECENT ADDICTIONS WITH UNICORNS.

BLAME IT ON KK FROM TAEK, BUT I CAN'T SEEM TO GET THE STUPID NOUN OUT OF MY HEAD.

UNICORNS... MMMMMMM.....

Anyway.

I think I've been misunderstood alot recently. I'm anything but a backstabber, let me just put it at that.

That controversial blog would have been made private if I was a backstabber, I chose not to put it on oz so I don't try causing a havoc amongst average users; yet I can still publicly state my hell-of-a-bunch of opinions. Being called a backstabber, is being falsely accused. Which makes this whole thing hypocritical. For your information there are 3 accessible links to this blog I posted on the site itself.

Opinions can hurt, there is no opinion in the world that is nice for everyone. I already planned to quit before I wrote that blog, so I didn't give up shamefully or something like that. Lydia said if I wanted to quit I should say everything I have on my mind before quitting. Cause a havoc, the wrong people took the offenses, that's all. Explanations are uneeded, they will not be heard nor comprehended. Thus making them pointless.

And although a part of me is screaming for myself to apologise, it makes no difference, just like in the past. If you prefer to hear it anyway, I'm sorry. There. It's in the form of text, I wonder if you believe in my sincerity.

I'm gone, yet I feel so light, relieved and happy. Like I can start anew different from before, if friends are lost, they're lost. If these supposed 'fights' people exaggerate about turn out bad, they turn out bad.

Because that's none of your business.

This blog is for all those people who likes to poke their noses into my business.

Haters, to the left. Get molested by my robot unicorns <3

I just died

This personality is getting the best out of me.
Nothing people say will affect me anymore.
I am someone without a sense of guilt, but with plenty of regret.
By the time I reach out, I get slammed down.
Something called ranting is non-existent.
I've hurt too many people.
This soon to be rejected apology lingers on my mouth.
Being hurt, being misunderstood and being judged.
Three verbs to describe me.
I'm here, that's all.
That's all...

...

Then I thought to myself.
Perhaps.
Just, maybe, perhaps.
There is a way out.
There is.
三十六计，走为上计。

Getting Fired and Plane Letters

  Lots of shiz happened today, but one Major incident in particular... The results of the Auditioning of Senior Vocal came out, and the people who got in solely consists of tryhard year-eights. I suppose I was happy for them, but then, I got an email from the teacher, saying :"You will be replaced by one of these girls, because you kept on jigging choir, but you still have to attend for the rest of the year... BITCH!". Completely not exaggerated at all.

  I already told her and the other teacher a million times, I can't friggin get to school for choir so early, can't afford the fees and have no transport! She never listened to me, and goes on about how Choir is compulsory for Senior Vocalists.

  In the end, I only noticed until mum paid, that they still charged me the Choir Fee, and I threw in $200 for nothing. Now she's gonna kick me out, oh joy. I'm already depressed enough for not making it into Peer Support when everyone else did, now this? She's such a sadist.

  Then my friend decided to nag everyone to write her a plane letter; like WTF? You're not supposed to ASK others to write one for you, they're supposed to DECIDE that they will write you one. But because I am so nice and I was suddenly hit with a fantastic idea, I got out the envelope, 3 sheets of paper and began working. Besides I love my friend very much :)

  I wrote just about the worse letter in history, since we received our laptops not only did my grades drop in devastation so did my handwriting. I decided that I will make that letter illegal.

  I made realistic paper cut-outs of Scissors, Needles, Syringes containing Heroin, Marijuana leaves, Ice, a Cigarette and Ecstasy tablets. And in the end stuffed all of them within the envelope. I am quite proud of my ice and cigarette and marijuana. I used crystal beads for the ice, leaves sprayed with a suspicious smelling perfume for the Marijuana and I bothered making fake weed and foam to stuff in the cigarette.

  I wonder what the plane lady will say when my friend just takes out all of this, I'm a genius.

  I'll edit this post later to put up some pics, they're epic, trust me.

  In other news I continued to text him non-stop, I need to charge him for that credit of mine he assassinated and molested.

Because I have to make it clear

  Although I want to stick to the A-blog-per-day habit, I just have to write another one today, so much to say, but putting this on OZ blog would mean know-it-alls sussing me and my attitude.

  I have a feeling all of the chatmods of OZ hate me, besides my close friends(you know who you are).  Maybe it's because of the fact that I tend to go hyper alot, I'm annoying, I like molesting people and I talk about interesting stuff.

  This blog is what started it all.

Internet and headaches

  Recently I kind of told everyone that I was a girl, not that it isn't that obvious. Surprisingly the people whom thought I was actually a guy(bakayero)took it well.

  So despite the headache I am currently experiencing, I stand(sit) here bloggin'. The weather is currently humid and hot, and just about the worst form of weather, ever.

  Recently I've no internet, I supposed that we out-limited it. But today it was supposed to reset, but it didn't. Mum was away overseas so I had to call up the company myself to solve the technical issue.

  A nice lady(who isn't some Telemarketer whose sad excuse of English I can never comprehend)answered; she thought that I was my mum, and after a long time of explaining and me doing all the hard work(applause please)I got the internet back and working, however in return out 30 minute call gave me this headache. A shout-out to you Karen, you've been a great Customer Service person.

  I've caught up a fair bit in real life. I made new friends and I feel more sociable. Unlike before, I actually don't waste my time in the computer rooms Otakuzoning or reading fanfiction again.

  After this hell-of-a-week I have, I think my headache just got worse. Time for bed.