Thursday 29th January, 2009
Well, went back to school today.
Thanks to all the year 7s, my bus is PACKED. I got a seat next to Kathryn,[My stop is the third stop]and when we reached the stop after mine, there was only a few seats left next to people. I had to sit on Kathryn's lap so Casey could sit down beside us. Tiffany [Casey's older sister who is in year 12, so she's a senior] had to sit on Casey's lap. Every seat had at least 3 people on it by the time we got to school.
Gosh.
I didn't meet any new kids today. I said hello to a few, but there were no specifically awesome ones that I talked to for ages. At lunch a new girl was standing by herself and I felt really bad so I went to talk to her but she didn't seem really into the conversation so I left her alone. I offered her a seat [My group sits on these silver chairs under a sheltered area along with a large group of people in our year], but she declined. I felt less bad after that because since she said no, I had done all I could.
I was sitting next to Blake [He's a good friend of mine. Nothing more.] And Tiffany [Not Casey's sister. Tiffany in my year. She's my friend.] and started going on and on about how me and Blake would be 'so good' together. We got enough of that crap last year. I thought it would have all blown over by now.
I stopped her by declaring that: 'That would be like me going out with Bronte!'
I gained a few laughs and it also shut Tiffany up, so it was a good comment on my part.
It's so hot here. Ugh. That's one of the reasons I don't like summer. It's just so hot alllll the time.
After school while we were waiting for the bus to come [My bus is basically the last bus, so it comes about half an hour after the end of school] and Casey sniffed the air. She said she could smell cigarette smoke. I shrugged it off and went to talk to Hannah. When I went back to Kirralee, Kathryn and Casey, Casey declared that she could smell it now that I was back.
I didn't think I smelt like smoke.
After alot of; 'Amber, what have you been doing?' jokes, Kathryn realized that it was the smell of my hair dye mixed with sweat.
That was interesting.
On the bus that afternoon, I sat on Hannah's lap and two year 7s sat beside us. One of the year 7s had a twin. I was grateful of the fact that one of them had dyed their hair.
That afternoon, Kathryn came over because nobody was home at her house. We walked down to the shops and did nothing. I had a Custard Tart.
I love custard tarts.
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Haircut!
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Wednesday 28th January, 2009
I got my haircut today! Here are some pictures:
My hair was a bit wet then, so this is what it kinda looks like when it's dry:
Except the long bits are shorter and the short bits don't stick out as much. XD
And I got my regrowth and stuff dyed black. So yay! XD
Kathyrn turned up on my doorstep shortly after I washed the dye out of my hair. We didn't do that much. We walked down to the park.
I love parks. I'm like a little kid.
I raced Kathryn to the swing [Kathryn did not bother running] and I won [hehe]. Kathryn pushed me on the swing XD It was fun.
Then I pushed Kathryn on the swing.I told Kathryn that Bronte is scared of being pushed on a swing because last time I pushed her she was screaming at me to stop.
When I pushed Kathryn, she ended up going sideways and almost hit her ankle on the side on the swing frame thingy.
She then told me that she can see why Bronte was telling me to stop.
I think they're just both wusses.
School tomorrow. I had to get my bag and stuff ready tonight. I hope theyre's a new girl or something that is really awesome. [Possbily some hot guys...?]
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I got my haircut today! Here are some pictures:
My hair was a bit wet then, so this is what it kinda looks like when it's dry:
Except the long bits are shorter and the short bits don't stick out as much. XD
And I got my regrowth and stuff dyed black. So yay! XD
Kathyrn turned up on my doorstep shortly after I washed the dye out of my hair. We didn't do that much. We walked down to the park.
I love parks. I'm like a little kid.
I raced Kathryn to the swing [Kathryn did not bother running] and I won [hehe]. Kathryn pushed me on the swing XD It was fun.
Then I pushed Kathryn on the swing.I told Kathryn that Bronte is scared of being pushed on a swing because last time I pushed her she was screaming at me to stop.
When I pushed Kathryn, she ended up going sideways and almost hit her ankle on the side on the swing frame thingy.
She then told me that she can see why Bronte was telling me to stop.
I think they're just both wusses.
School tomorrow. I had to get my bag and stuff ready tonight. I hope theyre's a new girl or something that is really awesome. [Possbily some hot guys...?]
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Excited.
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Tuesday 27th January, 2009
I get excited extremmely easily. I am exicted about so many things now that it's not even funny. XD
1. I'm getting my haircut tomorrow.
2. School's starting again on Thursday. I get to see all my friends. I'll be in Year 9 [In Australia, highschool is years: 7-12, so I'm already in High School]
3. My friend's getting a new camera.
4. I'm almost finished Drop The Dagger [Kinda]
5. My Chemical Romance has a new song coming out [Desolation Row].
I was excited about something else but I can't remember what.
I was watching the funniest youtube video ever.
http://au.youtube.com/watch?v=0ZCoIege8oM
That is so funny. You should really watch it.
You know what my friend sent me in an email today? This:
http://www.piratemerch.com/images/11735.jpg - Toast thingy
HOW AWESOME IS THAT!?
I want one. Haha.
CBOX
I get excited extremmely easily. I am exicted about so many things now that it's not even funny. XD
1. I'm getting my haircut tomorrow.
2. School's starting again on Thursday. I get to see all my friends. I'll be in Year 9 [In Australia, highschool is years: 7-12, so I'm already in High School]
3. My friend's getting a new camera.
4. I'm almost finished Drop The Dagger [Kinda]
5. My Chemical Romance has a new song coming out [Desolation Row].
I was excited about something else but I can't remember what.
I was watching the funniest youtube video ever.
http://au.youtube.com/watch?v=0ZCoIege8oM
That is so funny. You should really watch it.
You know what my friend sent me in an email today? This:
http://www.piratemerch.com/images/11735.jpg - Toast thingy
HOW AWESOME IS THAT!?
I want one. Haha.
CBOX
Continueing From Last
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Monday 26th January, 2009
This is continueing from the last post which I did not complete.
So it was raining. I like rain. It smells nice, it's beautiful, it's refreshing and it makes thing alot less hot in summer. I enjoy going outside and sitting on our proch while it's raining and reading a book or something.
Well I decided I wanted to go and read in the rain, but I wasn't dressed. And I hadn't brushed my hair. Or done my teeth. Or eaten breakfast. So by the time I did all that, it had stopped raining and the stinking hot sun was out.
Talk about luck.
In honour of the fact that it was Australia day, I had a meat pie for lunch. I have a very distinct and strange way of eating my meat pies.
Step 1. Cut the top off the meat pie with a knife.
Step 2. Eat some of the meat from the pie.
Step 3: Lather the rest of the meat with tomato sause.
Step 4: Mix it around using a fork. If the meat does not have a redish colour after that, put in more sause and repeat.
Step 5: Put some sauce underneath the top part that you cut off earlier.
Step 6: Put it back on the pie.
Step 7: Put sauce on top of the top of the pie.
Step 8: Spread the sauce around with your finger.
Step 9: Lick your finger.
Step 10: Eat your pie.
Warning: This is extremely messy. If you are self conscious about eating messily or ape-like, do not attempt this.
Hooray for Australia!
Since it's Australia Day, I'm going to write some things that make Australia great:
1. Tomato Sauce
2. Barbeques
3. Beaches
4. Thongs [Or as america says, flip-flops]
5. Outback hats
6. Crocodile Dundee
7. Steve Irwin
8. Everything else.
Happy Australia day!
MY CBOX
This is continueing from the last post which I did not complete.
So it was raining. I like rain. It smells nice, it's beautiful, it's refreshing and it makes thing alot less hot in summer. I enjoy going outside and sitting on our proch while it's raining and reading a book or something.
Well I decided I wanted to go and read in the rain, but I wasn't dressed. And I hadn't brushed my hair. Or done my teeth. Or eaten breakfast. So by the time I did all that, it had stopped raining and the stinking hot sun was out.
Talk about luck.
In honour of the fact that it was Australia day, I had a meat pie for lunch. I have a very distinct and strange way of eating my meat pies.
Step 1. Cut the top off the meat pie with a knife.
Step 2. Eat some of the meat from the pie.
Step 3: Lather the rest of the meat with tomato sause.
Step 4: Mix it around using a fork. If the meat does not have a redish colour after that, put in more sause and repeat.
Step 5: Put some sauce underneath the top part that you cut off earlier.
Step 6: Put it back on the pie.
Step 7: Put sauce on top of the top of the pie.
Step 8: Spread the sauce around with your finger.
Step 9: Lick your finger.
Step 10: Eat your pie.
Warning: This is extremely messy. If you are self conscious about eating messily or ape-like, do not attempt this.
Hooray for Australia!
Since it's Australia Day, I'm going to write some things that make Australia great:
1. Tomato Sauce
2. Barbeques
3. Beaches
4. Thongs [Or as america says, flip-flops]
5. Outback hats
6. Crocodile Dundee
7. Steve Irwin
8. Everything else.
Happy Australia day!
MY CBOX
Yup.
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Monday, 26th January, 2009
I woke up this morning at 8:30am and cursed to myself.
I had been planning on getting up early to take pictures of the sunrise. Like, very early.
4am-5am early.
I say that, but I don't think I ever would. I have to get up at that time eveyr Sunday for work at the markets, I don't want to do it in my own free time.
It would be nice to take photos of the sunrise though. Maybe when I get a new camera.
It was Australia day today. More about that later.
I woke up and noticed that the ribbon had fallen off my hand. [Absolutely NO idea where it is now] So I went to get a bandaid.
WELL!
Who would have thought it would be such a sturggle to find a bandaid!? I went through all the draws in my bathroom.
NOTHING.
There was a whole lot of dressing and bandages, but no bandaids.
So I went to my parent's bathrooms. They had pain creams, MORE bandages, crap, they even had something called Burnaid! But no bandaids!
So finally, I went and asked mum. She looked everywhere I looked. Everytime I told her I'd looked ther, she ignored me and continued pointlessly lokoing in the same spot.
Finally, she looked the one place I hadn't looked. Her handbag.
She pulled out freaking GIANT box of bandaids.
That doesn't seem very practical! What happens if I need a bandaid when she's at work? What am I supposed to do then!?
Besides that, the bandaids weren't even hardcore ones. They were see through and water resistant.
Psh.
I start school on Thursday. Mum wouldn't even buy me a new pencil case.
Or a new bag, for that matter.
My school bag has holes in the bottom of it. HOLES! Small ones, but hoels none the less. When I tried explaining this to mum, she replied with: 'When your books start falling out, THEN I'll get you a new bag.'
I felt like saying: I don't WANT a new bag when all of my things are on the school floor. That could happen tomorrow at this rate!
Gosh. Adults just don't understand.
I have to cut this blog short cause I have to go, I will post a new one with the REST of the stuff I did on Monday tomorrow. I promise. Sorry about the inconvience....
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I woke up this morning at 8:30am and cursed to myself.
I had been planning on getting up early to take pictures of the sunrise. Like, very early.
4am-5am early.
I say that, but I don't think I ever would. I have to get up at that time eveyr Sunday for work at the markets, I don't want to do it in my own free time.
It would be nice to take photos of the sunrise though. Maybe when I get a new camera.
It was Australia day today. More about that later.
I woke up and noticed that the ribbon had fallen off my hand. [Absolutely NO idea where it is now] So I went to get a bandaid.
WELL!
Who would have thought it would be such a sturggle to find a bandaid!? I went through all the draws in my bathroom.
NOTHING.
There was a whole lot of dressing and bandages, but no bandaids.
So I went to my parent's bathrooms. They had pain creams, MORE bandages, crap, they even had something called Burnaid! But no bandaids!
So finally, I went and asked mum. She looked everywhere I looked. Everytime I told her I'd looked ther, she ignored me and continued pointlessly lokoing in the same spot.
Finally, she looked the one place I hadn't looked. Her handbag.
She pulled out freaking GIANT box of bandaids.
That doesn't seem very practical! What happens if I need a bandaid when she's at work? What am I supposed to do then!?
Besides that, the bandaids weren't even hardcore ones. They were see through and water resistant.
Psh.
I start school on Thursday. Mum wouldn't even buy me a new pencil case.
Or a new bag, for that matter.
My school bag has holes in the bottom of it. HOLES! Small ones, but hoels none the less. When I tried explaining this to mum, she replied with: 'When your books start falling out, THEN I'll get you a new bag.'
I felt like saying: I don't WANT a new bag when all of my things are on the school floor. That could happen tomorrow at this rate!
Gosh. Adults just don't understand.
I have to cut this blog short cause I have to go, I will post a new one with the REST of the stuff I did on Monday tomorrow. I promise. Sorry about the inconvience....
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Seals.
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Sunday, 25th January, 2009
Everytime I do something stupid or she sees someone doing something stupid, Amelia says: "Well that was an Amber moment!"
Anyway, we were lining up while waiting to get in and I tried to explain my theory about muggers to Amelia. My theory was: If someone was trying to mug you, you cuold act like a total phsyco and they might run away.
Like, the mugger says:
"Give me all your money!"
And you go: "AHHH BOOGETTY BOOGETTY!!" While waving your arms around wildly with your tongue hanging out and flopping everywhere and shaking your hair so your hair goes insane.
Now, if I was that mugger, I wouldn't be sticking around so I could rob a mentally unstable person. I would be running in the other direction.
Oh well, just my theory. Amelia said that the mugger would probably just punch me in the stomach or something. I told her she was wrong.
When we were sitting down inside the movie cinema but the movie hadn't started yet, Amelia told me how funny it was to talk to me.
I said to her how much I wished I could see myself talking to someone so I could experience the same thing everyone else does.
Did you know that during World War 2, there was about 40 [known] attempts of killing Hitler, and each one failed for a random reason?
The person who came the closest was someone who planted a bomb behind a place where Hitler was going to give a speech. It was scheduled to go off about 20 minutes into his speech, but Hitler decided to start his speech an hour early that day and the bomb when off about 7 minutes after he left the building.
I can't help but wonder what would of happened if they did suceed? Everything now would be different. It kinda makes me think, maybe it was better that things happened the way they did. (Adolf Hitler commited suicide. The coward.) Imagine how different things might be now.
The person who came the closest was someone who planted a bomb behind a place where Hitler was going to give a speech. It was scheduled to go off about 20 minutes into his speech, but Hitler decided to start his speech an hour early that day and the bomb when off about 7 minutes after he left the building.
I can't help but wonder what would of happened if they did suceed? Everything now would be different. It kinda makes me think, maybe it was better that things happened the way they did. (Adolf Hitler commited suicide. The coward.) Imagine how different things might be now.
The local markets were on today and I worked there at my parent's market stall selling electircal toys and jewelry and things. Anyway, in the morning (About 6:45am), when I was settingup no of the tables, I pushed the legs open and some skin on the palm of my right hand got caught in a hinge. It pulled up some skin and there was a fair amount of blood, but it wasn't too bad. Anyway, I put a bandaid on it, which made me feel super hardcore and cool. Whenever people paid for something and I got their money, I would always use my bandaid hand so everyone could see how much of a hardcore rebel I am.
Like, you never know what could be under that band aid. There could bet a fucking inch deep cut there from when I got stabbed by a guy who was trying to mug me but I fought him off. There could be a cigarette burn from where I stood up to this asshole guy and he shoved his cigarette in my hand. I could have a tattoo of some sort of super badass cult I belong to. You just never know.
Like, you never know what could be under that band aid. There could bet a fucking inch deep cut there from when I got stabbed by a guy who was trying to mug me but I fought him off. There could be a cigarette burn from where I stood up to this asshole guy and he shoved his cigarette in my hand. I could have a tattoo of some sort of super badass cult I belong to. You just never know.
That's why I love bandaids.
Okay, so now you've heard my lunatic thoughts about bandaids, we'll move onto something else. The guy who organizes the markets is so cool. He's a bt weird, but he's just soooooo cool. He rides a bicycle around the markets. When he was telling people where to put their stalls, he was riding over towards the entry point of the markets where the cars were lined up and he shouted: "I'm on fire, NEXT!!"
Coolest person ever.
Coolest person ever.
I was lining up to buy some coffee from this stall (Mum's coffee, not mine) and I dropped all of the coins I was holding. I found a $1 coin and a $2 coin, but I was still missing another $2 one. So I was looking heaps for it and finally this old man behind me asks me if I've lost anything. I told him what I lost and he pointed to my shorts. And there the $2 coin was sitting in the folded up cuff of my shorts.
I felt a bit stupid after that.
Speaking of feeling stupid, I went to the movies with my friend. (Saw Bride Wars, more about that later) I bought a bag of M&Ms to eat. So I gave the girl at the counter the money and stuff, and then I waited and waited, but she didn't give me the M&Ms. So I said: "Uhh... you didn't give me the M&Ms." And then she pointed at my hand. I looked down at saw the packet of M&Ms in my hand.
My friend began laughing hysterically which set me off and I tried to explain to the girl how stupid I felt between gasps of laughter, but it probably just sounded like I was choking or something.
I may have been laughing, but I was so embarrassed.
Once again, I proved that even though I'm intelligent when it comes to school, I lack something very important.
Common sense.
Like I said, I went to the movies with my friend. She picked my up from my house (Her sister, L plate driver was driving) and then she gave me a late birthday present (my birthday was January the 5th). She gave me a wooden bangle and this little seal keychain.
The seal is one of the coolest things I have ever seen in my life.
It's holding this red heart that says: 'You light up
my heart' and when you squeeze the seal, the heart lights up. Also, if you squeeze the seal hard enough, the heart pops out to make it look like the heart is being.
Coolest. Thing. Ever.
If you're reading this Amelia, then thank you! :D
(Sorry for bad picture quality. I got a shitty camera. Getting a new one :D)
I felt a bit stupid after that.
Speaking of feeling stupid, I went to the movies with my friend. (Saw Bride Wars, more about that later) I bought a bag of M&Ms to eat. So I gave the girl at the counter the money and stuff, and then I waited and waited, but she didn't give me the M&Ms. So I said: "Uhh... you didn't give me the M&Ms." And then she pointed at my hand. I looked down at saw the packet of M&Ms in my hand.
My friend began laughing hysterically which set me off and I tried to explain to the girl how stupid I felt between gasps of laughter, but it probably just sounded like I was choking or something.
I may have been laughing, but I was so embarrassed.
Once again, I proved that even though I'm intelligent when it comes to school, I lack something very important.
Common sense.
Like I said, I went to the movies with my friend. She picked my up from my house (Her sister, L plate driver was driving) and then she gave me a late birthday present (my birthday was January the 5th). She gave me a wooden bangle and this little seal keychain.
The seal is one of the coolest things I have ever seen in my life.
It's holding this red heart that says: 'You light up
my heart' and when you squeeze the seal, the heart lights up. Also, if you squeeze the seal hard enough, the heart pops out to make it look like the heart is being.Coolest. Thing. Ever.
If you're reading this Amelia, then thank you! :D
(Sorry for bad picture quality. I got a shitty camera. Getting a new one :D)
Everytime I do something stupid or she sees someone doing something stupid, Amelia says: "Well that was an Amber moment!"
For example, the time we were playing Netball (It wasn't in a professional game, just a mess around one) and I caught the ball, stood still for a second and then randomly fell over.
Anyway, we were lining up while waiting to get in and I tried to explain my theory about muggers to Amelia. My theory was: If someone was trying to mug you, you cuold act like a total phsyco and they might run away.
Like, the mugger says:
"Give me all your money!"
And you go: "AHHH BOOGETTY BOOGETTY!!" While waving your arms around wildly with your tongue hanging out and flopping everywhere and shaking your hair so your hair goes insane.
Now, if I was that mugger, I wouldn't be sticking around so I could rob a mentally unstable person. I would be running in the other direction.
Oh well, just my theory. Amelia said that the mugger would probably just punch me in the stomach or something. I told her she was wrong.
When we were sitting down inside the movie cinema but the movie hadn't started yet, Amelia told me how funny it was to talk to me.
I said to her how much I wished I could see myself talking to someone so I could experience the same thing everyone else does.
She got a little weirded out, so I tried explaining it in more detail. It went something like: I wished I could be in her head talking to me so I knew what it was like to talk to me. Like, I wish I could go back and relive every moment from when I first got in her car so I could see what it was like being near me.
She told me I was crazy. I stopped telling her about it after that.
She told me I was crazy. I stopped telling her about it after that.
Bride Wars was a good movie. It was really funny and I enjoyed it. Click here for trailer.
Amelia's mum was going to drop me off at her house on the way back home. I was glad I didn't have to give her directions. I'm horrible at directions.
One time, mum and I were going somewhere and she asked me where to go. We had to turn <---- that way. So I said: "Mum! Turn right!" She turned the opposite way to the way we were supposed to be going. I said: "What are you doing, I said right!?" Mum said: "I'm going right." I said: "What the... oh. Oh damn it."
One time, mum and I were going somewhere and she asked me where to go. We had to turn <---- that way. So I said: "Mum! Turn right!" She turned the opposite way to the way we were supposed to be going. I said: "What are you doing, I said right!?" Mum said: "I'm going right." I said: "What the... oh. Oh damn it."
Before I left for the movie, I was brushing my hair while looking in the mirror. I noticed that my hair was a bit greasy but I didn't have time to wash it.
I thought to myself: 'I hope Amelia doesn't notice.'
But then I stopped and stared in the mirror for a while and I realized that even if she didn't notice, I would find someway to tell her about it. I'd say something like; 'My hairs a little greasy but I didn't have enough time to wash it so yeah'.
Thats what I do with most things I don't want people to notice.
For example, I'd be brushing my teeth before school and I'd get toothpaste on my shirt. I'd think to myself: 'Shit. I hope nobody notices.'
And then the very first thing I'd when I got on the bus that morning would be turning to Kathryn, pointing at my shirt and saying: "Look at this freaking stain. It's toothpaste! Can you notice it!?"
Kathryn would say: "I can only notice it now that you've pointed it out."
Which would result in me saying: "Oh damn it! Stop noticing it, okay!?"
I thought to myself: 'I hope Amelia doesn't notice.'
But then I stopped and stared in the mirror for a while and I realized that even if she didn't notice, I would find someway to tell her about it. I'd say something like; 'My hairs a little greasy but I didn't have enough time to wash it so yeah'.
Thats what I do with most things I don't want people to notice.
For example, I'd be brushing my teeth before school and I'd get toothpaste on my shirt. I'd think to myself: 'Shit. I hope nobody notices.'
And then the very first thing I'd when I got on the bus that morning would be turning to Kathryn, pointing at my shirt and saying: "Look at this freaking stain. It's toothpaste! Can you notice it!?"
Kathryn would say: "I can only notice it now that you've pointed it out."
Which would result in me saying: "Oh damn it! Stop noticing it, okay!?"
When I got home from the movie, I watched a show called: 'Big Bang Theory'. It is the funniest TV show I've ever seen. Sooo good.
It's about a group of nerds who are really smart. One of them is so smart that one part of his brain overpowers the other so he doesn't have common sense and can't drive and stuff.
FUNNIEST SHOW EVER
Click here for a little bit of one of the shows.
Such a good show.
Such a good show.
After I watched that show, I went on the internet. I had an email from an American friend of mine. We were talking about the Australian 'cereal', Weetabix. She said something that made me laugh so hard, I wanted to share it with you.
'I don't think we have any cereal in the form of bricks over here. We have some rectangular cereal but that's entirely different.'
God, that made me laugh. It was funny at the time.
God, that made me laugh. It was funny at the time.
I have this scab on my knee that's hanging on by a few threads but I'm too scared to pull it off. It happened a few weeks ago when I was swimming in a pool and I dived under and scraped my knee along the bottom.
Something else extremmely intelligent I did.
Something else extremmely intelligent I did.
I was sitting down and readng a book when suddenly I got a really bd chest pain for a few seconds and it randomly stopped. It was a bit weird.
I went to go to bed, but then I remembered the small injury on my hand so I decided to get a bandaid for it in case I picked at it in my sleep or something. I went to get a bandaid but I couldn't find any, so instead, I wrapped a bandage around my hand.
It made me feel extra hardcore.
I lied down in my bed, when my pillow vibrated. Someone had texted me at 11:34 at night. I keep my mobile phone in my pillowcase occasionally. Mostly when I'm at a friend's house or something. Either that or I hold it in my hand.
It's strange, I am the worst sleeper. I move alot, I kick anyone that's in the bed with me, I push my pillow to the floor, stuff like that. But I never drop my mobile phone. When I wake up, my phone is always in my hand where I left it. Sure, sometimes my hnd is hanging over the side of my bed and stuff, but it's always holding my phone tightly.
I lied down in my bed, when my pillow vibrated. Someone had texted me at 11:34 at night. I keep my mobile phone in my pillowcase occasionally. Mostly when I'm at a friend's house or something. Either that or I hold it in my hand.
It's strange, I am the worst sleeper. I move alot, I kick anyone that's in the bed with me, I push my pillow to the floor, stuff like that. But I never drop my mobile phone. When I wake up, my phone is always in my hand where I left it. Sure, sometimes my hnd is hanging over the side of my bed and stuff, but it's always holding my phone tightly.
I can't understand that.
I was just thinking, would you rather be blind from birth, or turn blind at whatever age you are now? I think I'd rather turn blind now.
Now, the same question, but deaf instead of blind. I think I'd rather be deaf from birth. It'd be easier to learn sign langauge and things I think. Also, you don't know what you're missing out on.
I was just thinking, would you rather be blind from birth, or turn blind at whatever age you are now? I think I'd rather turn blind now.
Now, the same question, but deaf instead of blind. I think I'd rather be deaf from birth. It'd be easier to learn sign langauge and things I think. Also, you don't know what you're missing out on.
What do you think?
- Amber
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Saturday, 24th January, 2009.
I started posting this journal on an online blog today. Hopefully that means I'll actually keep this journal up, unlike the last 10 journals I attempted. Apparently keeping a blog/journal is a good thing for a writer to do. Apparently.
It's funny how you can be anyone you want on the internet. You can have friends that you've never met. Your favourite overseas MSN buddy could be the bitchy, queen bee of her school. You don't know who I could be. I could be an axe murderer. I could be a computer hacker. I could be a 57 year old man. I could be JK Rowling. I could be your next-door neighbour. You just never know.
Gosh. I haven't played my drums in days. Why? Because I can't get to the stool. There's too many boxes and other crap in the way. We're clearing out the room my drums are in and making it a music room.
We don't seem to be getting very far with that.
I miss my drums.
It's funny how you can be anyone you want on the internet. You can have friends that you've never met. Your favourite overseas MSN buddy could be the bitchy, queen bee of her school. You don't know who I could be. I could be an axe murderer. I could be a computer hacker. I could be a 57 year old man. I could be JK Rowling. I could be your next-door neighbour. You just never know.
Gosh. I haven't played my drums in days. Why? Because I can't get to the stool. There's too many boxes and other crap in the way. We're clearing out the room my drums are in and making it a music room.
We don't seem to be getting very far with that.
I miss my drums.
It's weird how things can hit you when you least expect it. I was sitting outside reading a book (The Spell book of Listen Taylor- more about it later) and eating peanut M&Ms (Do you have peanut M&Ms in America or somewhere that isn't Australia…?) when I randomly snapped my book shut and sat still for a few seconds while staring at the ground when an entire story popped into my head.
Once I finish writing Drop The Dagger (Which shouldn't be too long now), I'm going to start a new Gerard Way story, but I hadn't decided what it will be about until that moment. The entire plan for the story just… appeared in my mind. I wrote it all down and shortly afterwards. The storyline for the rest of Drop The Dagger popped into my head as well! (Which I also wrote down).
It's been a good day for my stories.
Anyway, about that book I just mentioned, it's a really good book.
Click here for more information. It kinda follows the lives of three people that don't really know each other but their lives all entwine. Good book that I recommend you red. It's a bit different from most books I like (Fantasy & mystery), but I enjoyed reading it (I've already read it once and now I'm reading it for the second time) and I'm sure most people will enjoy it too.
I had a horrible salad for dinner. Mum knows I don't like egg or pineapple, but she still put it in the salad. Who does that? I ate it anyway, because I didn't want mum to get offended or anything. If I knew my daughter (I don't have a daughter, this is just an example) didn't like something that I could easily substitute with a different fruit or vegetable, I wouldn't make her a salad with it in it.
I watched hilarious 'Ninja Cat' video. *Click here*
Australia. America. England. They were all founded by the British, which is why the people from those countries are white (Apart from the natives). Now, if we're all British, what's with the different accents? How come we all sound so different from one another?
If anyone can answer that, please do so. (Comment).
Once I finish writing Drop The Dagger (Which shouldn't be too long now), I'm going to start a new Gerard Way story, but I hadn't decided what it will be about until that moment. The entire plan for the story just… appeared in my mind. I wrote it all down and shortly afterwards. The storyline for the rest of Drop The Dagger popped into my head as well! (Which I also wrote down).
It's been a good day for my stories.
Anyway, about that book I just mentioned, it's a really good book.
Click here for more information. It kinda follows the lives of three people that don't really know each other but their lives all entwine. Good book that I recommend you red. It's a bit different from most books I like (Fantasy & mystery), but I enjoyed reading it (I've already read it once and now I'm reading it for the second time) and I'm sure most people will enjoy it too.
I had a horrible salad for dinner. Mum knows I don't like egg or pineapple, but she still put it in the salad. Who does that? I ate it anyway, because I didn't want mum to get offended or anything. If I knew my daughter (I don't have a daughter, this is just an example) didn't like something that I could easily substitute with a different fruit or vegetable, I wouldn't make her a salad with it in it.
I watched hilarious 'Ninja Cat' video. *Click here*
Australia. America. England. They were all founded by the British, which is why the people from those countries are white (Apart from the natives). Now, if we're all British, what's with the different accents? How come we all sound so different from one another?
If anyone can answer that, please do so. (Comment).
Adventures Of Mark Twain
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Friday, 23rd January, 2009
It's strange how things that seem so bad at first can end up being so good.Today, when I went to open Drop The Dagger [My story- Click], which I had saved to a USB port, I discovered that it was gone. It was no longer on the USB port. After searching for it and finally accepting the fact that it was gone, I opened the file that I had saved to the computer. I had last updated that file a few days ago so it didn't have the latest chapters. That was fine, because I could just get them off the internet, but I was almost finished chapter 39 so I lost that entire chapter and had to start again.
At first, I was really pissed, but then, I was happy. I was writing the chapter a lot better than [In my opinion] I had ever written anything before. I decided then and there that this would be a new 'era' for my writing.There are no accidents.
Today, I went to a small concert with Kathryn. It was just some local bands playing. It was reasonably good. I had fun. Anyway, I started liking this guy that I saw there. [He's in my year and goes to my school, it wasn't just some random guy I had never met before]In my journal there's quite a bit written about him, but someone I know might be reading this, and I wouldn't want them to find out. [Apart from you Kathryn, but I'll tell you sometime.]Anyway, I can't decide if I'm sad about liking him or happy or just content. I don't particularly want to like him, because he might be in some of my classes [School starts on Thursday. End of Summer holidays], and if he talks to me it will result in blushing and stuttering on my part.Besides, I doubt he likes me too. Like, seriously doubt. I dunno. I guess there's always a chance. But I hope I get over him soon. God some things are confusing.
I was just thinking about how people are good at things, but there's always something that we succeed at more than anything else. For me, that would be writing. For some people, it could be something like art or music. But whatever it is, we always want to be equally as good at something else. I'd have to say either photography or drumming for me. No matter how much we practice at that other thing, we will still only be great at one thing, the thing we are good at naturally. That one thing makes us the people we are. If I wasn't so good at writing, I would be a different person. If Shakespeare wasn't so good at poetry, he would have been a different person. Everyone has one brilliant natural talent, and without it, we'd all be the same.
There used to be a movie I loved when I was a little kid. It was called: 'The Adventures of Mark Twain' and it was done using clay-mation.
Watch the trailer: http://au.youtube.com/watch?v=vOlBfBZQSE0
Now, that trailer may make it look like a really good little kid movie, but I watched a bit of it the other day, and it is not a good little kid movie. Now that I'm older, I look back on it and realize just how twisted and screwed up that movie is. There was a comment under one of the Youtube videos of it that said something like: 'If any little kid watches this, they will be mentally scarred for life. Do the makers of this movie want lots of insane people running around?'Now, I can't shake the thought that this used to be my favourite movie. I finally know why my mind is so different and unstable compared to everyone else's.
It's strange how things that seem so bad at first can end up being so good.Today, when I went to open Drop The Dagger [My story- Click], which I had saved to a USB port, I discovered that it was gone. It was no longer on the USB port. After searching for it and finally accepting the fact that it was gone, I opened the file that I had saved to the computer. I had last updated that file a few days ago so it didn't have the latest chapters. That was fine, because I could just get them off the internet, but I was almost finished chapter 39 so I lost that entire chapter and had to start again.
At first, I was really pissed, but then, I was happy. I was writing the chapter a lot better than [In my opinion] I had ever written anything before. I decided then and there that this would be a new 'era' for my writing.There are no accidents.
Today, I went to a small concert with Kathryn. It was just some local bands playing. It was reasonably good. I had fun. Anyway, I started liking this guy that I saw there. [He's in my year and goes to my school, it wasn't just some random guy I had never met before]In my journal there's quite a bit written about him, but someone I know might be reading this, and I wouldn't want them to find out. [Apart from you Kathryn, but I'll tell you sometime.]Anyway, I can't decide if I'm sad about liking him or happy or just content. I don't particularly want to like him, because he might be in some of my classes [School starts on Thursday. End of Summer holidays], and if he talks to me it will result in blushing and stuttering on my part.Besides, I doubt he likes me too. Like, seriously doubt. I dunno. I guess there's always a chance. But I hope I get over him soon. God some things are confusing.
I was just thinking about how people are good at things, but there's always something that we succeed at more than anything else. For me, that would be writing. For some people, it could be something like art or music. But whatever it is, we always want to be equally as good at something else. I'd have to say either photography or drumming for me. No matter how much we practice at that other thing, we will still only be great at one thing, the thing we are good at naturally. That one thing makes us the people we are. If I wasn't so good at writing, I would be a different person. If Shakespeare wasn't so good at poetry, he would have been a different person. Everyone has one brilliant natural talent, and without it, we'd all be the same.
There used to be a movie I loved when I was a little kid. It was called: 'The Adventures of Mark Twain' and it was done using clay-mation.
Watch the trailer: http://au.youtube.com/watch?v=vOlBfBZQSE0
Now, that trailer may make it look like a really good little kid movie, but I watched a bit of it the other day, and it is not a good little kid movie. Now that I'm older, I look back on it and realize just how twisted and screwed up that movie is. There was a comment under one of the Youtube videos of it that said something like: 'If any little kid watches this, they will be mentally scarred for life. Do the makers of this movie want lots of insane people running around?'Now, I can't shake the thought that this used to be my favourite movie. I finally know why my mind is so different and unstable compared to everyone else's.
Just quickly, I don't know why when you take a video or picture somewhere and there are civilians in the background, you can get fined or sued or sent to jail, but when you go and see a small, unlabelled band play and take a video or picture of them, it's perfectly okay? Just seems weird, that's all.
In the last post, I said I didn’t know why people have nightmares, well someone I know found the answer for me. If you wanna know what that answer is, Go here: http://answers.yahoo.com/question/index?qid=20080427114419AAVdlN
That's all for now.
- Amber.
Contact me: Myspace Quizilla Photography
happy_feet_29@hotmail.com
The First Post
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Okay. Second time lucky. Second time, you ask?
I tried to publish this whole thing once, which failed miserably.
Okay, this blog will contain extracts from my journal so it will be posted a few days ahead of when it was actually written, if that makes sense.
Welcome to my mind, the place where nothing seems to make sense.
Thursday, January 22nd, 2008
Well, today, I wrote a poem. [In the journal, the entire poem is written out, but I will just provide you with the link]
Click here for poem
I thought it was alright. Let me know what you think? [Comment =D]
I wanted to write something inspirational. I don't really know if I suceeded at that or not, but it was a good challenge to take up.
I went to the cinema with Kathryn [My best friend] today. We saw; 'The Curious Case Of Benjamin Button' . I thought it was fantastic.
I tried to publish this whole thing once, which failed miserably.
Okay, this blog will contain extracts from my journal so it will be posted a few days ahead of when it was actually written, if that makes sense.
Welcome to my mind, the place where nothing seems to make sense.
Thursday, January 22nd, 2008
Well, today, I wrote a poem. [In the journal, the entire poem is written out, but I will just provide you with the link]
Click here for poem
I thought it was alright. Let me know what you think? [Comment =D]
I wanted to write something inspirational. I don't really know if I suceeded at that or not, but it was a good challenge to take up.
I went to the cinema with Kathryn [My best friend] today. We saw; 'The Curious Case Of Benjamin Button' . I thought it was fantastic.
For those of you who don't know, the movie is about a man who was born old and ages backwards. It was brilliant. One of the most moving films I have ever seen. Amazing acting, Amazing storyline, just fantasitic. If you have seen this movie, let me know what you think about it.
[In the journal, there are then a series of quotes from the movie. I don't wantt o spoil the movie, so I'll just write one or two.]
- Life is defined by opportunites, even the ones you miss.
- We're meant to lose the people we love. How else would we know how important they are to us?
So let me know what you think of the movie. I recommend you see it.
Sometimes, when you've got good enough intentions, things can turn bad. Sometimes I'm pretty stubborn, but eventually you have to see someone else's side of things. Different people think differently, they have different feelings towards things. Sometimes you have to take that into consideration before you do something big while trying to help out. It's not worth getting into a big arguement over soemthing that started out small and reasonably innocent.
For those of you who don't know what I'm talking about, then it's got something to do with my story, drop the dagger. Emily, I apologize for doing what i did, although I don't regret it.
Right now, I'm writing under the boiling hot covers [It's summer] of my bed using a torch as light [A wind-up torch. No batteries needed. Click here It's better for the environment that normal torches] and it's around midnight. If you're wondering why I am doing this, it's because I couldn't sleep. I kept thinking of a question that was stuck in my head. Why do we have nightmares?
Why would our brain give us nightmares that scare us which ultimately scare our brain? Does out brain enjoy being scared? I can understand our brain making us have happy dreams, becuase they make us happy, which makes our brain happy, but I don't understand why our brains make us have nightmares or sad dreams. Does our brain want to be depressed/sad?
If anyone knows the answer to that, please let me know.
That's it for today.
- Amber
happy_feet_29@hotmail.com
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