Friday, September 17, 2010

homework, spiders and a mother crocodile eating her kids.

I woke up two hours ago. It's 1:03pm, you do the maths. When I woke up my brother and dad were cleaning. I woke up at the wrong time, obviously. I do not like to clean, so, I should have slept for a little longer.

I have SST homework due next week on Friday, I'm going to try and do extra well. That's why after this post I will be cut off from the rest of the world for a while so I can work extra extra extra hard on my assignment. I'm going to fail, but at least I'll work hard at failing.

I was in the bathroom where my cream was and I opened the lid, got a swipe of cream AND THEN SAW A SPIDER HANGING FROM MY FINGER! It was tiny but it was hanging from my finger *shudder* I got rid of it but now I'm scared that there's a spider on my body.. that's why at the moment I am wiping my face, hitting my legs and moving around like an idiot. I am an arachnophobic if you hadn't realized. They all scare me, little ones, non- poisoned ones, poisoned ones, huge ones. Just all of them.

My dad was on this documentary channel before where they were talking about crocodiles. These baby crocodiles had just hatched and the mother came.. she swallowed them, whole. I was scared for those cute little baby crocodiles and I thought she was a terrible mother but then I found out that she's protecting them or something. She has this weird little sack thing in her mouth where she holds them and keeps them safe. I don't know what she does after that because my dad changed the channel. But then I thought, wouldn't that be weird if our mother's did that to us? I don't think I'd like being stuck in my mother's mouth.. just a thought.

No random question this time, can't be bothered getting one. Will do two next time.

                      don't go thinking of me and getting a boner. i might have to get rid of it for you.

Wednesday, September 15, 2010

Molly, my best friend and making a fool of myself.

WARNING! TONIGHT'S POST CONTAINS MOUNTAIN-LOADS OF EXTREME FLUFFINESS. SMALL CHILDREN AND PEOPLE WITH NO HEARTS MUST KEEP AWAY. CERTAIN WORDS MAY CAUSE A FLUTTER OF THE HEART.

;)

Now that the warning has been made i should tell you that this post is wholly dedicated to one of my best friends Molly.

I could spend ages and ages trying to explain how 'mazing Molly is, and how she's such a good friend but you still would never understand how great she is unless you know her.

Molly and I were probably facebook friends before we ever really spoke to each other. It wasn't until one of those Social Interview things that we became close. After that we would talk lots and we would meet up/hang out.

She's the sweetest person. She's so kind and extremely beautiful. I'm so lucky to have a friend who is as supportive and understanding as she is. She never judges me when I go into my weird state and talk about complete randomness. She never thinks any less of me because of the things that I do that seem odd to other people.

She has beautiful eyes and isn't very tall (but who cares? i don't and you shouldn't >< ) but she has the biggest heart. She has cute curly brunette hair and the nicest smile.

I wish I could post exactly how much she means to me and show you how jealous you should be that you don't have a friend like her but I can't seem to find the words and I think this blog is pretty much a disappointment but Molly, I love you and words cannot explain how much you mean to me.

Tuesday, September 14, 2010

We thought we were right but they knew we weren't. Such a shame we don't care.

I am blogging again. I've been a bit busy lately what with school starting again.

My friend told me today that we should document how we felt and what happened to us during the earthquake. I've already done that in my journal but I'll share it.

Like the idiot I can be sometimes I was still up when the earthquake started, I was reading. Don't judge me. Anyway, as I said. I was reading. When the earthquake started I thought that it would be a small little shake that I didn't need to worry about till later. I wouldn't have gotten up if it wasn't for my brother bursting into the hall screaming "EARTHQUAKE!" that was when I thought that it might be a bit bigger than I actually thought. I scrambled out of bed and fell over a couple of times when i tried to stand up. When I got to the door of my room the power went out and I couldn't see if my brother and dad were safely under the doorways. I did hear them though, so I knew they were there. The shakes didn't last too long after we had gotten up and then we went around looking for torches. We couldn't find any so I decided to use the candles that i had. Lit the candles and sat down in the lounge just waiting out for any aftershocks and checking facebook from our phones to see how everyone is and if they felt it as well.

We did all that and didn't realize till later that day when we woke up again how badly the earthquake could have been and how bad it was already. Knowing that I was that much closer to losing my friends did scare me but I knew they were fine and all i could do is hope they stay safe. On Monday I was ready to see friends and my dad was fine with me going out.

I wasn't scared for a while but then one night I just freaked out and got horrified whenever a shake happened.

Damn you websites for distracting me from my important blog. GREAT NEWS. I am going to be in 101 for Science next year! I can't wait, I want to do Chemistry in year 12. I want to be a writer, a musician, an archaeologist, and your mum. *sigh* This blog is failing pretty much a lot.

OH! For english we had an assignment to write about an important person in our life, my friend is writing about me. How sweet?! I read the draft today and I thought I might happy cry.

I'm suprised people actually read this crap that i write... mind you, i do tell them to.. but still. They listen.

Random Question
*What were you like as a kid?
 - In all honesty? I don't remember much of anything about myself as a person until maybe 13? And at that age i was like just about every other teen. I thought I knew everything. I was stubborn (still am, the joy) and just.. shy. I'm so shy! But, writing helps me, i guess.

                                              That's not what your mum said last night...