Big aftershock, creepy Mark, Alex Gaskarth and Jack Barakat?

WOAH! pretty big aftershock! Will check geonet sometime to see how big it was.

I'm currently at my auntie and uncles, my eyes are fuzzy and i can't see very well, so I'm sorry if this is all spelt wrong (there's no automatic spellcheck on this computer.)
WOAH, another aftershock.
My dad just got out of hosp today, he had surgery on his heart or something early yesterday morning. He looks like he's still in alot of pain and he's walking around weirdly. I wish he'd just sit down and rest.
I'm watching my brother and little eight year old cousin (she's a girl..) play lego batman on the x-box. it's funny listening to them talking about it..  and watching all the lego characters. Evil lego plants.. that's not weird.

I was on msn a few nights ago when my friend told me about this creepy guy named Mark who was trying to chat her up, so we thought it would be a funny idea for me to add him and randomly just staaarted talking to  me. He asked me questions like "How old are you?" , "Do you have a boyfriend?" , "Do you want a boyfriend?" and questions like that. I never said anything to lead him on. I mainly said 'yes' or 'no' answers or corrected his spelling when he writes "pissing" instead or 'piercing', and he claims to be eighteen. Right. He lives in Queensland as well, and is just.. weird and stalkerish. He thinks we're going out and though I said no nearly a zillion times. I shall block him next time I'm on msn.

Do you know All Time Low? If you don't get out of that rock you're living under and search them up on You-Tube or something. They're amazing and I would orgasm just seeing Alex or Jack in person. Oh, do search Alex Gaskarth and Jack Barakat on google images next time you're there, warning though, you might fall in love. They are so cute and super adorable. They're all a insane and band freakish girl needs to live on.. well, that and the amazing music their whole band produces.

I feel like texting a certain someone. But, this person should just text me first instead of making me feel like I annoy (him) this person. *sigh* I feel so lonely right now..

Random Question
*What colour's your toothbrush? (thanks becka!)
 - a multitute of colours, :) and i don't know why i'm happy about this but i know a 'certain someone' who has/had the same toothbrush as me. Is that weird? Probably.

                     you make me orgasm in my mouth.

text messages, lovely pictures and a blue guitar.

I got a text not to long ago from my friend and it said 'I love you', do you know how much that means to me? She's a close friend of mine and I love having a suprise text with such a lovely message. I might go text some people with the same text. We all need a reminder that we love each other.

Lets fuck, till the suns comes up
Till the echo rumbling
It’s hard to remember,
I didn’t forget
Don’t stop till your feelin’ wet I have no shame, your no better
One more time we are together
How do you say goodbye,
How do you say goodbye,
When you’ve hardly said hello?
The only way we know x3
How do you say goodbye, when you’ve hardly said hello?
Lets fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck!
Lets fuck till our lungs give out,
It wont be long It’s hard to remember, I didn’t forget
Let’s fuck until our hearts give up.
It won’t be long.
A night to remember, a day to forget.
If our lives were diamonds? we’d be rich.
Your voice makes my heart skip beats.
So, keep quiet before it quits on me.
Your voice makes my heart skip? beats.
So, keep quiet before it flat lines.

Before it flat lines. I’ve been terrible at night.
We can only wake up here in this bed.
Sunken into you; tangled in sheets.
Buried in blankets six foot deep, again. Kick it.
Lets fuck, till the suns comes up
Till the echo rumbling
It’s hard to remember,
I didn’t forget
Dont stop till your feelin’ wet I have no shame, your no better
One more time we are together
How do you say goodbye,
How do you say goodbye, when you’ve hardly said hello?
We’re young and in love
Heart attacks waiting to happen
So come on closer, tell me its all in our heads
We’re young and in love
Heart attacks waiting to happen
So come a little closer, tell me those three little words

just a song that i like that makes me smile. i know it's strange but, eh, that's the way i like them! (:

Random Question
*do you sleep with socks on? (thanks sam)
 -yes i do.. well, sometimes. on really cold days i do because i want every part of my body to be warm.
*why are gingers so awesome? (yeah, thanks hayley *eye rolls* )
 -because they're ginger. well, that's the answer hayley wants anyway. but, no. every ginger is different. so awesomeness changes. (:

                              shake that ass like you can.

new music, star watching and the holidays.

It's 8:08pm. I'm listening to The Back of My Head by Short Stack. My brother and my dad are watching Forbidden Kingdom while I write this. I'm on msn. The guy I like is online. Am I speaking to him? No. I am trying to find something to talk about. I'm now listening to Issues by Escape The Fate. I just received an e-mail from formspring. I'll be back to finish this. I just checked my tumblr. It's 8:22pm. I obviously wasn't there long. I'm talking to my best friend.. well, my best friend from australia. I'm drinking a tall glass of raspberry fizz. I have season 1, 2 and 3 of Buffy the Vampire Slayer on dvd right beside me because I plan to watch it when I'm done writing this blog. I just stalked a girls tumblr because i don't like her and i needed to reassure myself that mine was better. Mine is better so I can rest easy. Don't judge me because I did something so petty, whoever's reading this would have done something like that as well.

I just updated my tumblr. It's 8:31pm. This is going quite quick.. I think I'm going to ask around for a random question and see who comes up with the best one. My friend and I reblogged the same picture at the same time.

I'm doing two random questions, like i promised. I think I just freaked out the guy I like, it's okay, Jessie is there to help me and send me virtual hugs...

Random Question
*Do you sing in the shower? (thanks sam)
 -Yes, well. Sometimes. Depends on how I'm feeling or if there's a song stuck in my head.
*Your house is burning down, what's the first thing you grab? (thanks jessie)
 -Cellphone but it would be right beside me, so it would be easy to grab. I would then grab my teddy bear bag that sits right beside the couch in my room and proceed to chuck my books in it. Then, I would grab the laptop wake everyone up as I walk by and run out of the house

                          suck my dick.

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.

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.

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...

sad songs, dreaming of romance and never giving up.

I will always carry you in my heart

You'll always be my shooting star

Autumn days will fade away

But memories will always stay the same

I'm hoping you will never change

Don't ever change

I don't think I'll be blogging for a couple of days after this. It's okay, I think I've blogged enough to last a few more days. You know those cute stories our friends tell us (this is for girls, mainly) about their AMAZING partner? Yeah, i know them as well. When we have those friends who like their best friend (don't you just feel for them, i certainly do. it's horrible) but you know the reasons why they wont tell that certain person how they really feel. They're scared they'll lose that wonderful friend, that wonderful person who made them feel so... brilliant! We may not know it but we all have a friend like that. I know who my friend is and maybe i have more like that person and i feel for this person completely. There is nothing i wouldn't do for this person so that this person could have who this person wants but I'm happy in the knowledge that my friend is content for now to be just best friends.

When i was.. ten? i'm not sure, but there was this camp/get-a-way thing my dad had taken me and my little brother to. This camp place was for some of the workers and their family. Anyway, there were two guys there that i liked and we pretty much just did what three ten year old kids did. We played and we made the camp experience fun. We stayed in a marae, everybody, and one day while i was getting changed to go to bed my brother had gone to talk to both the guys i like. I walk into the marae fully ready to just sleep like any of the other nights but i was shocked when, as soon as i walked into the room, one of the guys came up and told me my brother had told him how i feel (yes, i told my brother). I was not prepared for that and pulled my brother out of the room to give him a good sisterly beating (of course) but then he gave me the best news. The guy i like.. liked me back! How amazing. So, like the embarrassed girl i was, i went back inside the room to confront this guy. He was a player.. even at ten. He asked me out. I said yes. Happy ending.. up until i told him that we couldn't come out in public (yeah, i said that at ten, maybe i was eleven. i was smart, okay?) because my dad would have killed the both of us if he ever found out. Needless to say, the relationship did not work out. Tis but a distant memory. We went to the same school but as soon as we got back from (camp?) we ignored each other. We got pretty close again when i was thirteen, my friends used to joke that we might be going out behind their backs. It's funny because we never officially broke up but we were ten we hadn't even hit puberty by then.

My friend was kicked off her laptop somewhere in australia. So, instead of talking to her I'm blogging. My laptop is running out of battery. Better make this quick.

Random Question (thanks teenar!)
*(harry potter question) What would your boggart turn into?
- I wouldn't really know. It could turn into my friends and family dead. It could be me in a state of insanity, and disgusting nature that I couldn't even be called a person anymore. There are so many things that, depending on how i was feeling that day about myself and my friends, would make the boggart change into anything. I have so many fears, some known, some not.

                   dedicated to jessica, because she got kicked off the laptop and sent to bed.