emo grrl

omfg. I had the worst fucking dream ever, I dreamt there was a school shooting, and it got really weird. I can't remember it properly.

but i keep having dreams about having sex with my tutor, what is up with that?

yeah this is a really substantial LJ update. =D

hurro from hk!
mising y'all super muh
letting you know that i'm totz keeping a travel blawg at www.pseud0nym.wordpress.com if youse wanna chekkitout. <3<3<3 if you want anything, let me know! (from hk, that is)

Keith Olbermann on Prop 8. This is an amazing response. I loved watching it.

i has a new public blawg.

http://pseud0nym.wordpress.com/

go there plz motherfuckers.

but dw i ain't abadoning eljay. i'm just getting a second home. ;D

the most awesome and yet disgusting halloween costume i've seen thus far.

i have respect for this dude though.

warning; you may / will get horribly grossed out then laugh like crazy

( see me under the cut.. )</a>

So, here's that long, emotional, deep and meaningful rant about graduation I promised you...

( so long i must put it under a cut.. )
In the words of Elle Woods: *squeal* "WE DID IT!"

That's my squeaky teen-ish quota for the day ;)
 

Now back to study... oh fuck I'm screwed DDD:

MOAR CAMWH0ARNESS.

I'm a bit too tired to write a proper ~reflective post~ about my graduation (WOOO I'VE GRADUATED), but believe me, it is coming.
But it still hasn't hit me yet, and I'm sick of waiting for it to sink in. Sink in motherfucker, SINK.

The only time I cried was during Mr. Jones' speech, but it was more out of how moving it was (if he had said it to anyone, my grade or not, I would've cried), as opposed my (what should be) emotional state because i'm graduating. I walked down that yellow brick road like a bored person, and I just looked around at people sobbing their eyes out, hugging each other like crazy and generally being all sad-y mc sadface.. something didn't feel right. I feel cheated of a proper graduation because I didn't cry, and now I want a do-over.

):

more elaboration later. mathematics, it calls to me.

let it be noted that i was very amused by the year 11 review, although I don't recall myself walking around with a popped collar and sunnies. =p

o hai guise

i bought a straightener today, because i was trying to procrastinate (that kind of makes sense)
and i just realised.. holyshitfuckcockasstits we only have like.. less than 4 weeks until the HSC. holy shitfuck.
so. i look like a crazylady because i decided to play with said straightener and curl my hair lolol


( becuz u lyk looking @ me. )

as I contemplated life in the back of my parents car, whilst heading home, i realised that being in a relationship has made me so much more introverted than i used to be. boo. ): i miss being a social whore butterfly.
and it's superhot today ): i be sitting half naked in my chair getting some sort of tan because the sun is burning into my back through the window.

SPRING IS HERE WOO <3

As each day draws closer to graduation it just gets ridiculous how much time I've wasted in that hellhole I call school. One thing I really regret over these past few years of school is not jigging enough. Seriously? the amount of shit that I *could've* done that would've been more worthwhile .. but boo that's gone now. I can always just skive off uni ;D

I keep convincing myself that I'm studying but really I'm just blandly copying shit out of a textbook.. none of it is going through my mind whutsoever. I'm so screwed DD: fuckmedead. But seriously? I can't wait till this is all over. I'm tiptoeing the line between nostalgic and just wanting to get the fuck out of here. I've waited for pretty much most of my life to graduate school 4evz (somehow uni just is not and cannot be defined as *school*) .. so holy shit. It's almost here. Holy shit.

Maybe I'll post up a reflective rantly Angsty McAngstface blog in a few days about *MY LYF IN HISKOOL*... or not.. DD:

I want to be that girl serving you in a restaurant, struggling to pay the rent with her shitty $50-bucks-a-night-including-tips pay, looking tired as hell and still trying to ~make it~ by going to a bazillion auditions and signing up for all these shitty open mic nights (and probably chickening the fuck out a la Coyote Ugly). I really really do. Kind of. I can see myself doing that.. and I'm kind of torn between seeing it as a really depressing future or exciting (because I sometimes imagine that there will be some sort of success at the end.)

because i haven't had a picture post in oh so long.


yes, emily, i got the tongue pierced and now i feel oh-so-lezzo. =P


( HAIR GROWTH WOO )
:DD!!!!

here, have a tour of what was my brother's room, and is now my "study area"

( STUDY AREA NERDDDD )


BONUS!
picture of sarah being cute and nerding.



because i am foul and mushy like that.

/ END POST.

I am aware I should be studying but these two are just so perfect for each other and make me squee every time. :D!!!!

I've half a mind to chuck a gay marathon in the holidays.. (holidays being the next few weeks between now and HSC, just because it is) WHEEEEEEEE

(go showtime and it's gay tv dramas)

everything hurts.

my head, my brain, my body, my neck, my wrist, my hands, my chest, my heart, my legs, my back. EVERYTHING. COCKS TO THE WORLD.

I think I say this for all of us when I scream:


SHITFUCKCOCKASSTITFACESHITFUCKARGHHHHHHFMLFMLFMLFMLFML.

holy crap i'm sofucked.

my dad just dropped my dog from like.. 1.5m off the ground. the sound of his whimpering is the most painful thing to hear.


in other news:

FUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUCK.



the end.

dammit i hate these holidays.
and i hate the damn HSC.
my skin is like crap.. i look like fifteen shades of shit and then some.
i've barely studied.. kill meee, kill me na0..... T_________T.
so fucked. so so so so fucked.

and so.. in another bid to procrastinate, here i am, camwhoring and posting on el-jay.



woo. good luck everyone. =D!

So yeah. There's my audition for Joey's band. I hope I make it. DD:


SO. THINGS SHOULD BE SAID:

FUCK YEAH IT'S HOLIDAYS MTOHERFUCKEJERAO237R92837R92UP

I didn't sleep for approximately 46 hours straight.. when I did, I slept for about 13. D:

HAPPPPY SEVENTEEEEENTH, t_aspera! enjoy study camp. here's a little secret: i actually would've gone on one if I didn't realise I probably would've bludged in anyway possible ANYWAY.

I'm staring at a French Maid outfit my group got me. And the guitar the girlfriend gave me. Forgetting the fact that my parents completely forgot, I'd say it was indeed a very happy birthday, so THNX EVRI1.

I have alot of obnoxious things to say but I'll keep them to myself.

Till the next time - HAPPY HOLIDAYS EVERYONE W000000000000T.

So I was chilling and listening to some Feist, and I SWEAR TO GOD she sung "Don't be fooled by the soma again."

SCHOOL IS TAKING OVER MAI LYF.

I downloaded a new albumz today (thnx jo3y for intro-ing me to indie_exchange OMJ it'z so coo', i FUCKING LOVE YOU FOR IT)
and discovered Etro-Anime and their album See the Sound (2004 LP)


ETRO ANIME

It's, as they call it "Trip-Hop", and it's easy listening, yet varying enough to keep your attention. I love the vocalist's voice. I wish I could sing like that, zomg. It's mellowed out, and kind of trippy with its samples and synths but its FUCKING ACE. It's good for background listening, and it's just as good for listening intently. Adonis really sticks in my mind. Why I felt like half-assedly reviewing this album is beyond me. =D! SO THERE YOU GO. LISTEN TO IT. It's just good, chill music.

hxxp://www.mediafire.com/?yyt5tvmj2xm

I have a newfound love for electronic bands. Mmmm. It's nice to jump from electronic to acoustic shizz.

Bright Eyes, you're still my love. RRRR.