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Thursday, October 29, 2009
this past week has honestly been a harsh handful; mum and i didnt talk on monday.
On tuesday afternoon she didnt come to pick me up from the bus stop so i had to walk home. I thought of running away but honestly i was in the middle of no where.... maybe abit exaggerated on that.. hmm. but yerh i walked home & got abit lost... but i reached home and went to bed straight away.
i slept till 8ish. && then with noone to turn to; i turned to the person i have been for the last few months... anthony.
at first i forgot why i lied to him on monday evening telling him that everything was okay...
so i turned to him. i txted him he replied, and he didnt cheer me up. but what made me feel better was that someone cared. or so i thought. maybe he does, idk anymore. but what i do know is that things have changed, thus i didnt tell him on monday night. i don't want to be caught up on him...
I can trust him, but i can't expect much in return. He will be there for me, but he will never be here. he won't ever be ready here for me. He'll only appear when i ask or need him. Abit like superman. i guess thats the fail about superman. The thing with girls and love is that you need someone to be with you, protecting you everstep of the way, not just helping you out when you need it.
After a week or so of not talking, i know that something changed with anthony. He won't tell me but in a way he doesn't have to.
I don't even know if i'm sad about the situation or not...
All i know is next time, i don't think i'll have the guts to let someone as close as he got. To let out my all to someone.
On the other hand things with mum and i are better now, slowly. It hurt but i think the wounds are healing.
never be replaced; the people in my life may come and go but none of them can never be replaced.
i think imma use lyric titles from now :3
x
i don't like how i feel.
Monday, October 26, 2009
its a shitass day. i just wokeup and i plan on going back to bed. its a shitass day when all my relationships seem screwed..
maybe only two. but they're lek importanttt ):
so i have the tendency to come here whenever i'mupset. and i think i realise why... mary use to give me the shits about complaining about my troubles. but truth is. she'll never know the crap i went through...
i'm not tired but i just feel really out.
i hopes it sunny tomorrow and i feel better.
today was supposedly suppose to be a good day, until my mum didn't trust me when i told her that i needed to go to elena's so that her dad can take us to school at 1 for our exam. then he'll pick us up and take us home...
she didn't belive me and we had an argument. more like her just throwing words at me -.-
i admit that at times i can reply back but her words are like slapping me, and obviously i have to defend myself right?
she told me to respect her. that i should be looking up to her. honestly she should do something and show something of herself.
honestly i'm just so disappointed in her sometimes..
she says i don't have her trust too. she thinks i'm full of b.s
honestly noone is perfect and in a way, i'm trying...
i was never the one to rebel or lie to go out.
fck. i never go out.
and when i do i never hide if theres guys or some shiet.
i don't fucken get what she wants me to do to be that daughter she wants. does she want me to kiss the grround shes on?
if today i wanted to go out. fck i've had the opp to do that everymorning for the last months casue we never changed her numbber in the school office.
fuck heck if i wanted to run away. i wouldve done so.
i just don't get my mum as much as i try.
i care. an dshe doesnt fucken see it.
if she fucken listened to me then my fucken sisters dad wouldnt do shit and we wouldnt be so fucken screwed.
she can go fucking all she likes duma. hate this shit thats happening.
and stupid of me to think that shit will be fine.
today.
Thursday, October 22, 2009
so i'm on the BOS site trying to "study"But like always i make my way past afew sites before getting any real work done.
my exams are so good so far.
i THINK. or am assuming since stress ahsnt hit me like pa usual.
honestly i dont knowww what i'm thinking that there could be soemthing yu know. *sighsigh,
anyways. me&him. we've both changed. well everyone does don't they. no point trying to lie to myself and hold onto the past memories, even though theyre the only things that don't change.
So me & him use to be sososo depressing. LOL. seriously i'm laughing.
(8) Maybe we were just friends; maybe we were more maybe its just my imagination (8)
truth was what we had was different. but we moved on. i won't say that i'm not happier but i would be happier and less.. umm bothered(?) if there was something more like there use to be. hmmm. confusing. kekes.
i miss yu. oh btw you owe me pocky. as if taht wasnt a big enough clue T.T
xx
picture perfect;
Saturday, October 17, 2009
everything is slowly coming back into place; and i'm strangely happy. its a feeling i honestly can't explain to myself let aloe anyone else. In a way; i'm scared and i don't know whether or not i should be happy.. after all how many times before have i been shattered? its like a cycle. So now i'm trying to keep myself a bit "stable" LOL its sounds like a depressed cunt on pills :/ hmmm. some people will see the old me come back out; others who i've recently met will see a new me. but no matter i think its time to throw away the past and start anew happily. it may sound like a fairytale but no fear; we'll just have to try :3
Contrary to that. i've been photostalking people on fb 8)
friends. some old friends who i don't necessary talk to much anymore. I honestly don't know what happened. maybe we drifted? maybe it was my life that trapped me. anywhos.they've changed so much. no. they TRANSFORMED. and its scrary cause you don't necessarily realise that they have until its too late.
i wonder if i'm like that?sometimes i can be verysombre, at others i'm buoyant. once upon a time i was a little girl. i still am. maybe i just don't lok like it... but at the same time i really don't wanna grow up anymore.. LOL what am i going on about?
anyways gonna go out ow and try to enjoy this prettyful day.
hope yu guys have a good one. x
words are slowly fading... (8)
Thursday, October 15, 2009
So right now i'm really really hungry. and somehow i thought back to the late nights when i use to starve myself cause i didn't want to go out to face "them" You remember right? that one night i was talking to yu. well more like complaining and breaking down to you on msn. BUT anyways my point is remember that convo?
That period of time i always ended up eating leftovers or mum just wasn't cooking properly.
When i told you; you told me to just call you anytime and you'd cook food and bring it down for me.
Even though i declined; deep down inside. foolishly. just foolishly.
i believed you.
PEOPLE + CHANGE ?
Wednesday, October 14, 2009
maybe lamah was right. people do change. But i'd like to think they haven't they'd merely changed and maybe develop something abit more...
maybe then there'd still be that part of yu that i know.
That art that still connect us.
becuase right now it feels like we've always been strangers..
home sweet home.
okay; maybe not so sweet but its better than before kinda. been home since yesterday and things are slowly falling back into place. i didn't study much today so kinda disappointed. but i think i'm starting o get baqck onto track.
i'm like SPED atm . but cyeah. just kinda want to take my mind off things. (:
yu know its funny. i wonder why i didn't ask why. but i just didn't want to know. i wanted to pretend that it didn't happen. but reality bites.
funny; at night when i lay in bed. i have so many thoughts and they sound yu know like good. but when it comes to now; i'm just lost for words.
confirmed.
Tuesday, October 13, 2009
Wishes; they don't come true.
Monday, October 12, 2009
wishes come true;i believe this because i heard it from yu. don't let me me down ne ? ^____^
i did it !
Sunday, October 11, 2009
soo you must be like: what? what did you do this time?but i'm not sure im ready to say. so right her adn right now i'll just keep it as that.
i don't know if i should be happy or sad.
but i did it. and now; i have nothing to regret :)
crashing brandons.
Saturday, October 10, 2009
i woke up at 6 today; yeps particularly early since i didn't go to bed till one... I'm at brandon's today.. he's in Melbourne visiting his father so i kinda crash in his room and yerhh. i don't think he's gonna be happy when he comes back/ ahahah. i mean who would be :/ but lek (sorry i took you robe took brandon & sorry bout your surprise, please don't kill me) AAHAHAHAHAHHA. i tagged his bonds :L
when i woke up; i was greeted by sunrise. i wonder if he's ever noticed it? but then and again he is a guy and he isn't really the sentimental type.
Today the sunrise was beautiful in its own way/certainly much better than this past week's weather. The clouds were a thick solid gray, like whipped cement. It was lined with a gold lining, and topped with a light blue-gray sky. beautiful, extraordinary in its own way. i wanted to share it with him. That was my first thought. my second was to call him...
Honestly, I've never been much of a moonlight girl until he mentioned the moon to me... I was always the type to wake up in the morning and browse for the shining the sky. A sense of new hope and beginning, cliche,but i truly wish there was such thing. that everything could so easily be thrown away and started all over again. When he mentioned the moon to me, at first i took glances when the time of the month came... then it became a routine, and by the time i got back to him to tell him it was full moon, i'd felt as if he'd slapped me in the face. his heart was also full. then it just became something i looked for in the night sky every night. I'd fallen for him without realizing it... and now when i look at the moon..its just something so pretty.. i lights up the night sky, like he was my light during my darkest moments... if you look carefully at the moon, do you see a face? because somehow i do.. its just been different, very different indeed.
Dear you; i'm sorry that i write about nothings at all, i'm just truly selfish aren't i. but im scared, i'm scared that one day I'll simply forget.
x
Since when
Friday, October 9, 2009
Do you remember when you never had to worry about tomorrow?When all you had to worry about was when in the next ten minutes or so you'd get your hot chocolate.
Do you remember when we made those people make the promises without a worry about them being broken?
When forever slipped out of our mouths so gracefully because seemed so possible.
Do you remember running around the playground without worrying what a fool you looked like?
When you could twirl until you eyes were blinded with dizziness and you'd still not worry about hitting your head.
The list is never ending.. and i guess... i guess i just realized how much i've actually grown up and lost what i'd build up over half of the lifetime that i remember... I'd lost that childhood. that innocence where everything no matter how big or small seemed okay. Like actually believing that recycling could save the world, or if you actually wished something long and hard enough... it'd actually come true..
I'd wish i never lost that; or you. because when i was with you, other things just didn't matter anymore.
Like, we'd use to fooled around without a worry in our minds until we'd left one another. We'd use to make all those stupid jokes and laugh until we crouched over and hit our heads somewhere, most often then not on eachother's.
At the moment i'm at brandons. Mum decided to leave me here for a few days; why? becuase i'm supposedly out of control. But it doesn't matter. i guess at least i'll be kept off the computer for abit longer, and i can try to get some study.
Last night i didn't sleep till veryvery late. i'm guess 2? and i wasn't on the computer so go figure. from quarter to 12 i was in bed. and as if i was watching a film; my whole life spread out before me. i wonder if anyone would be interested in my story?
Oh; i had wanted to come on here to sday something to you. but i don't know if you'll read this. I told you i wanted to spend some time together..But im such a coward; i don't know how to ask. i was about to goup to your place but i was scared that you weren't home because your balcony door is never open anymore.
well; i hope i can see you soon. what i said that day, its true. i do miss you. and dw; PPJjunior is well (:
Handle with care
Thursday, October 8, 2009
By jodi picoult. She is an exceptionally wonderful write! just about 5 or so more books until i have her whole collection.
I think being a writer is amazing... Its being able to sew together all those little bits and pieces, to make a whole bigger picture. Its like a puzzle yet much more (Because puzzles are just enlarged then printed and embedded). To be able to focus on every single little detail, feeling, event then out it together is just extraordinary. But honestly, in the end; each reader will just their own interpretation... No one; No one can grasp the true meaning of the story. We all have our own. Like the quote "A book has no ending, its just where the author chose to stop writing" Okay, so it doesn't sound that poetic the quote but its something aound those lines... Well my point is that we are all left to a different ending of our own, the end of a book is your chance, to use your imagination...
Holidays. I've been spending half a day in bed, and the other half doing god knows what. If i had a chance i would be asleep all day though, because that's where nightmares end, and my dreams come to life.
Handle with care. Every step of the path every note of our voice. We much indeed be very careful.
Have you every focused on the sound of glass shutters? Its electrifying. It feels like time has just slowed down, just so that you can hear every syllable of its crack. Then its collision with reality. It is broken, it is too late.
Handle with care, its talks about alot of contemporary issues. Diseases, Law, Religion, Moral right, Philosophy and even hospitality.
But the issue that touched me the most was divorce.
In a way, i was never really told that my parents were getting divorce, but it didn't take much for me to realise what was happening at the age of 6. All it took was a whole bunch of policemen, a few court cases, a few houses and schools, a pile of papers and a new man.
Do you remember?
Wednesday, October 7, 2009
Do remember how it all started??? Do you remember our first outing?
Do you remember the jokes we made?
The messes we created?
The rules that we broke?!
Do you remember...?
Because i do.
guilt trips.
don't you just love them ? Why do i always end up to tears? Honestly why? I don't know how to start so ill just write something i jotted down in my study book today... yes i was suppose to be studying... on a sunny day during the holidays.... but no; i didn't and honestly, i don't give a damn about school anymore.
16:12 071009.
I know she's unhappy, but it doesnt mean that she has to make me unhappy as well. Sometimes i want to spend time with her. But its either she's not bothered going out, she's too tired or she's to caught up spending time with her beloved. Lately, we've had it harder. Financially i mean, i just don't know anymore.
15 years and she's ceased to do anything. Iknow she's been through alot, done alot for me. but truth is through all this time she could've done so much more, so much better.
My mother is strong, but her heart is weak, emotionally i mean. Thats why she keeps getting hurt...
My mother, she's constantly telling me off for my personality. She's thinking the best for me, but i guess she just doesn't realise does she? I'm just like her...
I know the only why she's so tough on me, on herself is because she;s trying to act on behalf of my father as well, but I'm 16 now. Yes it may be a small number, but i've grown up more than she thinks... especially since i've had my share of life...
so did that even make sense?? *sighsigh, lately i've been thinking alot about the poeple in my life... yesterday i had an urge to go visit my puppy; remember PPJ? yes; i still think about her everyday. there's these dogs in the park, whenever they bark, its brings about a wave of nostalgia....
Yesterday in bed honestly i thought of yu. i told myself no matter what i had to find the guts to go up and speak to you somehow... lala. you called me today; to spend time you and your friends... the thing was it was your mum that asked you to call me wasn't it? you even said so yourself... i guess lately i've been so withdrawn that i'm just not ready to be around alot of people? bullshit. i just didn't feel comfortable. i looked at you. and i saw someone else. i guess she's different from the girl that i spent those lonesome days and evenings with. I initially just went home to ask my mum to stay longer.. and to call a friend to see if i should go back up. and when you came the second time to ask. i was really happy.. like a sensation of hope swept over me.... but then my mum...
i odon't know whats going through her mind lately.. but its like she keeps cutting me deeper and deeper. no matter how much i try to keep it in... i just don't get her anymore..
she's changed. but then haven't we all?
i try. itry to understand for her. every time i ask something, she seems to put me onto another guilt trip. at 9 horrids started happening to me. i was left to defend myself whenever possible. yes you know what events im talking about dont you? at 11 i was left to fend for myself because mother was occupied with my sister and cooking all the time... at 12 i was well aware of our financial issues. at 13 my mother faced the bastard and the whore at 14 i lost my dad or so it seems. no one. n one seemed to understand for me did they? i'm tired of telling myself it'll e okay time after time. holding everything inside to pretend that everything is okay on the outside.
guilt trips. don't you just love them ?
so i asked mum for my sim back; because the complications of changing my number EVERYWHERE; literally is a horrid. plus i don't think i can survive on prepaid again.. yes im a materialistic bitch, get over it. so mother turns to me and gives me a talk about how i'm, selfish because she doesn't want to be on prepaid because she's "grown up" and needs it more than i do because of her car blah blah and we can't afford anything more... my aunty then turns around to me and tells me about how i'm always spending too much time on the phone whether its home phone or internet and never spend time with my mum never care for her.
do they fucken know how much i care. do they know how much it tears me inside to know that she cries at night? do they know how much i limit myself to cash flow? do they know how much their actions and words hurt me?
no. of course not.
the last week of school. i began to distant myself away from everyone again. its nearly broke me and Elena apart... but in actual; she never found out why. no one did.
when your daughter wakes up in the middle of the night to throw up; at least have the courtesy to ask her how she is. instead of accusing her for staying on the phone until 2am.
why do i always end up in tears? tell me why?
who are you...?
Monday, October 5, 2009
there are all sorts of people out there. there's some that come and go.
some that stay forever.
but have you realized there's also those people in between ?
one moment they're in another they're out. believe me it can get quite frustrating.
especially when their trying to use you...
so.. right now; i'm wondering about this person...
personally, i don't know them that well.yet i would say that person knows me most of all.. is that possible?
hmm... this person; sometimes they reveal snippets to me. and i can tell... theres no use denying it. ahahah. im not smart but nor am i stupid.
we merely revealed ourselves because it was opportunity to create an image no one knew of before. we weren't afraid to because there was nothing to jeopardize.
playboy? are you now?
honestly are you?
i want to hear from your very own mout. are you a playboy?
i don't want to hear it from anyone else.
those comforting words. .tel me they're not lies.
people might say they are. but i think different.
you revealed some part of you noone understands. noone has seen before.
i dont care about your past.
what matters is truth. and the truth is intervened with the present.
he infatuates her.
Sunday, October 4, 2009
they asked me if i loved him.at that moment i couldn't answer.
they asked me if any other guy had said those words to me; would i have fallen for them?
again i could not answer.
two years my senior, the only reason as to why he sounded old was because of his "uni stat"
i remember our first conversation ever. he was not like any other guy id spoken to before. i know when i say that everyone would probably be thinking. he swept you off your feet. he filled you with those scrumptious flirts. he made you swwon. he tickled your tummy and made you heart flutter.
no. the truth is. no he didnt. our first conversation was ever so deep and meaningful. he merely did anything but offer his support. i did not accept it. but it was the beginning. because he unlike any other, he could tell. he is irhgt ahah. he is a genius because he was able to figure out what was wrong. but i was not ready. so i denied it. i denied it all. but unlike any other, he did not let it go. but he alos did not push me. he was just three, ready to catch me when i fall.
around the time of our first encounter (jit was a group outing), i was very distant from everyone, not just him... i guess it wasnt the best timing for me.. and i m just the type to isolate myself in time slike those.. but he tried to reach out me.. ahah but fearing i would not let anyone near me...
funny; because eventually i fell, and you caught me.
its a burst of mixed emotions.
when im with you i do and say the most foolish things, only to regret when we're apart.
after yu caught me, you let me down.
that was all. that was it. there was nothing mre to it.
we were nothing but friends. you coming to my rescue when i called. and leaving me behind when you'd done your deed.
don't you realise that i've fallen for you hard?
everytime there's something up, i'm worried. my heart wrenches, and i wonder.
i wonder whats wrong. i wonder why you are the way you are.
and where and how you've aquired all that knowledge.
those quotes.
the words of comfort only i can say you';ve learned from past experiences.
your friends commented you as playboy on facebook.
so once again i wondered that if those words were fake?
its meanings all apart of my figment of imagination.
iloveyou.
the words seem so simple. yet the're not.
honestly, i don't know if i love you.
i dont know what love is.
two weeks or so ago, you promise me you'd get back to me.
you pinky promised.
you never did; until today. but youer acting strange...
i feel like somethings wrong.
in the beginning you asked me why i kept distanting me fro myou.
but its you who are...
and it hurts me.
in the two weeks idid not talk to you, i told myself to get over you. i promised myself no more of those foolish acts. laugh i nthe face of reality and everything will be okay.
but today, today you fulfilled your promise.. you took my breath away. you made me giggle.
but you also made me worry.
don't try to dodge my question.
my statement.
you're acting weird.
you dont know how much our talk pissed me off.
you don't know how close i was to telling you how i feel..
so oconfused. so scared...
im jsut writing this as i go.
i think i love you....
but what excactly is love?
x
what if...?
my computer table is situated infront of my bedroom window. it looks out onto woodville rd. you know; that road that goes straight to parra?
just thought i'd throw that in to let you know.
wells; yesterday was hong's partayyyyy ! & we had a great time! ahaha. the memories with angie ;D she's jsut so HAWTT ! daincing in the crapmed room was definately the highlight. && the dslr <33
controversy though. nikkon or canon?? *sighsigh. but thats a different issue. it was a good day out! we hardcore-d. (Y) 8D
shame though because of the mother.. yerh; it always leads back to the mother. she decided to take my sim away from me too and put me on prepaid T^T.
imma cry; at least she's not sending me off?
yerh; she was gonna send me off for the holidays. to aunty annas. i was scared but i guess apart of me knew that she wouldnt haver the heart to let me go because of the way i would be treated. i mean its not anything drastic but you knowww..
lala ~ so today i attempted abit of study notes. and i ust say FAIL ><
i wrote about two grid fulls? which isnt much but i think i got my history info sorted so all i nee to do is fill the grids in; mkae my notes. which i am planning to do tomorrow. (Y)
i think imma study in this order:
history
science
geography
english
IST
commerce
mathematics.
maths last because we already had our math exam and jsut need to prepare abit for the trial. my maths results was pretty good. 94ish/129 (:
alot is on my mind but somehow i can't let it out?
at least me and elena are okay again which i am realy happy about...
lets leave it at that .
x
i miss.
Thursday, October 1, 2009
so many regrets. so many questions.
so many mysteries.
so i promised myself to get a move on with some study; or something anything but meaningless things. time scares me. none the less is did do something. but i don't know if its meaningless. all i can say is running away isn't the answer. or is it? if i said yes i'd be in melbourne or perth right now... but i don't think i want that...
i miss so many things. where do i start?
i miss those lame jokes.
those comforting words.
the warm hugs.
and the sweet smells.
not to mention the cuddles.
as well as the tickles.
the eruption of our laughters!
i miss mel.
i miss elena.
i miss anthony.
i miss PPJ.
i miss my dad.
i miss my mum. (or at least who she once was at some point)
i miss me. the old me...
i miss those times that screamed HAPPY.
mirror mirror.
not everything is what you see"When you dream; dream deep. When you seek joy, make it last.
And when you find hope, hold onto it with all your heart."
So did you know that about a week before my 16th i stupidly went for a haircut. i just needed to feel different. i wanted change from what was put upon me for the past few months. i got change and regret. i LOVED my hair
there's a few things i wanted to talk about today, just because i'm in the mood and i don't know where to run to i guess? despite what i write i must say that my days are too filled with smiles. and today we definitely shared a bunch of them. but of course like very much all it doesn't mean that we're 100%happy and satisfied. we'd just let ourselves drift and escape for a little bit.
i've been having abitsy of problems? ahahah. bad wording but you get my point? its just that theres alot of problems with getting across to people lately. honestly, if everyone was open with their feelings then it wouldnt be one big explosive now would it? or it wouldnt create such tension that its become two limp figures side by side.
firstly; my mother. iloveher. but i think that in today's society parents lack empathy for their children. they don't fully try to find the true reason behind anything let alone everything... ilovemymother. i know that she's been through a lot. i appreciate her for everything that she's done for me since birth. i know that it became harder as she had to raise me as a single mother. but honestly sometimes i wished that she just did a little bit more... which leads me to the point that sometimes i think it would have been much better if my father won custody of me... so much better. i was a restraint to my mother. but if that restraint had been put on my father then i might have been able to change him if not in big than little ways... but back to mother; i don't understand why she keeps thinking that i don't care? is my attitude that bad? honestly, if she had listen to me those years ago, that would have never happened to me. and i wouldnt have to become the way i am now. so now everytime the adults are trying to reason with me and talking about the pains i have caused for my mother, deep down inside i am tearing apart, tears come to my eyes. however i hold it back and i let it glide, i just want to throw out there that i'm doing the best i can to be the best daughter i am. i always have and i always will... mother has sacrificed, but don't they think i have too? but no one would nor will know. its not my time to let it out just yet...
elena; what an i say? this past year we have been through so much together. the ups. the downs. the pains. the happinesses. yet sometimes i just don't understand why.. so i admit last time i was wrong. never i said it wasn't. it pains me that you are put through some of the crap that yu had to go through. the reason for my lack of reaction? its simply the fact that i go through it nearly everyday... and about our "common" situation.. think about it thoroughly . i don't think yu quite understand what happened to me. to what extent and how long it went on for. we were talking repeatitive months...
and by now i thought yu'd know me better,, but maybe its good that this has happened. i can't always fend and be there for yu...
011009. today is the first october 2009. its also my dads birthday; don't ask me how old he is. i've forgotten. don't ask me how or where he is. i don't know. all i know is its his birthday and i sincerely wish him al the best.. when i was told of my grandpas death i was.. sad? emotional? there are no words to describe it. but one feeling i know was fear. i feared. my dad. we all meet that fate one day, and idk.. i just want one last goodbye you know...? or back then, maybe it would have been nice to been able to say one last goodbye. itsead they were all warnings. warnings that my naivity and hope chose to ignore.. kekes. but look where i am now... but back to whatever theres a funny story. so my fb stat was wishing my dad a happy birthday. during homeroom hayley and rheanna decided to question me and ROFL. rheana did not know when to stop . and hayley was just like: okay rheanna just stop. stop okays :L nahh; honestly im cool with it after all these years its just sometimes... (:
so today was year 12 grad. i've never been close with year 12 so year pardon if i seem abit cold about its -.- after the grad mass rheanna and i dicided to do abit of a walk (her phone got confiscated; we were trying to look for it at the principles office) so when we got infront of the door we just stood there cause the phone wasnt there. we then started talking about shitshit and suddenly the alarm ontop of our heads went off. yes; the fire alarm. " we too HOT" ;D hahahaha. nah but we didnt do anything. so we just kept walking wondering if WE were the ones who caused it. so we leave walk to our lockers and we come out and theres just teachers walking around with walkietalkies (LOL) telling us to evacuate. and noone else was around the area ahah. so by the time we got to the oval everyone was pertty much there in lines. but yes about 10 minutes later announcement revealed it was a false alarm (tada) AND it was caused by deodorant(?) so couldnt be us now could it?? :D
now going back to yesterday; i had english. my english teacher of two years decied to volunteer a bunch of people to perform for a short scene of macbeth including a girl named Genevieve. (is that how you spell it?) our class did not have a gen.. so we were all like WTF ms? gen ended up being me ><; i don't know how she got that from geraldine. worse of all the english coordinator who is my homeroom teacher of two years also believed that my name was gen when i told her. how that works i dont know. but funnyfunny. weeelllll we who were there found it funny. so that sums up my tow days or so of events and thoughts. sorry it was bland&boring. x