sittin on tha toylet.

best video.
someone by my darn bdo ticket or ill cry, really loud.
indeas home in two days.
hurrah.
what should i do for newyears?
sawtell seems so much more appetizing that new engalnd nye.
ah.

clap your hands.

bdoooooooooooooooooooooh.
excited.
my lifes back.

i was born in the 80s with that summer time love.

i just want breasts.
i dont even care if i get a little fat.
ill sacrafice that for woman hood.
hope your listning body.

dancarr.

lazyness has over taken.
i dont do shit, im even to lazy to use the computer, pretty much.
i have pretty good self control ive learnt. even though im in the most ridiculous situation of my whole life, to date.
indea is two weeks away,
claire is seven weeks away,
gemma is never.
2/3, effort favourites.

i want a fucking sparrow tatoo. and i dont care its cliche.

it started off as a one night stand, lingered to a fling.

teeny bit liking hardcore again more these days.
i miss it.

i never blog anymore. but here is a fun fact: i did zumba today, and it slaughtered me. and im starting pointe again, yeowch.

why are the year ten boys so much better then my year. i have a teeny bopper boy. hes the lovliest. although he seems to be in power, whats with that?

i dont really have much to add, my blog died when i went to melbs. which was amazing.
i miss indea. lots.

huloo..

sort of, a little bit, forgot aboutmy blog, for two months. no big deal.
the blogging begins.

ler.

oh oh, and i went to the zoo.

fall out.

so i have been ignoring my blog. why?
im in melbourne, holy shit its amazing. going t omake me miss him more. mep.
its nicest weather, going to the beach today.
quick update what ive done: tim burton exhibition, sea baths, chapel street, the city, many redbennys gigs, circus vs sideshow, white wine on the best porch in the world, a pribate 'tissu' session, with sage, sickest name ever. and thats all i can think of off the top of my head,
bye for now, or for another two weeks, who knows.

day 19.

goby - the boys call me this, becasue it rhymes with gaby, not because i give them oral sex.
kababi - involves benji and matty clements on new years, finding it hilarious,
gaboriginal - claire saladine, jsut cause shes awsome.
getongaby - my incredahoe name. they also include 'indeahoe' 'gettosuperstar' and 'minxy'. i miss laura and teg and indea.
technically gabi is a nick name - gabriella, ooer.

day 18.

plans goals dreams.
well, i would like to finish school, with a reasonable atarrr. avatar.
going to melbourne in the holidays, if benji gets his house, hopes.
i dream that one day i will wake up and everything will be fine. corny face.

day 17.

for a day?
suprisingly, not someone famous. as i would expect the usual answer.
i know who i would want swap with, but im going to be shit, and not say.
although most of you could guess, maybe ill make a competition out of it,

studystudystudy.

for some reason i cant stop listning to lets stay together - al green.
reminds me so much of my childhood.

i know your game.

day 16.

yummy.

day 15.

01) along came polly (acoustic) - i haunt wizards
02) what's your damage - be your own PET
03) rock boys - the grates
04) lets make love and listen to death from above - CSS
05) her advice cost us a life - emarosa
06) i won't be left - tegan and sara
07) cursed from birth - hilltop hoods
08) alone again (van she tech remix) - teenager
09) approach the bench - the audition
10) golden brown - the stranglers

day 14.

back when i had black hair, and i look like a stunned mullet, huzzah.

day 13.

dear_______
you have hurt me recently.
love gaby.

day 12.

in year seven, gemma had a blog, it was called toufusia hill, and pretty sure she still wants to call one of her children that.
then one day, indea got a blog, and i laughed at her.
so she made me get one, and i used it about once.
then about, 6 months past, and i started using it, and now i acutally enjoy it.
although i do remeber myself saying something of the following like "blogs are for fucking sterotypical retardes with nothing better than to blog about there pathetic lives and useless hobbies"

i disagree, past self.

day 11.

the incredahoes, i fucking miss this so much.

day 10.

happy: kate nash- mouthwash, foundations, skeleton song/ anything vampire weekend
sad: to build a home - the cinimatic orchestra/ home - edward sharp and the magnetic zeros/ comin home - city and colour / into my arms - nick cave.
mad: me and zoloft get along fine - dance gavin dance - i just enjoy belting out the begining lyrics in angry rages. acutally really enjoy this song, in an un angry manner.
hyped: enter shikari - sorry your not a winner/ mr postman - cragga.
bored: something i can make up a dance to, to stop the bored overtaking.

day 09.

proud of: my self control.
chickka chickk ahhhh.

day 08.

short term goals:
-get my l's
- do my hair
- have my room clean for longer than a week
-dispose of unwanted clutter in my room
- pass year 11.
- and in the words of jonny, smile lots.

+

i just flossed, i feel brand new.
ive decided im going to cheat, im just going to keep doing my challenge. hoorah.

doctor, doctor.

i would like it if i could spell.

day 07.

most probably joshwa, a year is a long time.

you thought you found gold, we know you found coal.

this thirty day challenge has turned into more of a burden then some fun.

i made that up, that little heading, explaining someone in my life. thirty points if you can guess. The amount of pressure that will leave my life after ballet / jazz exams and yr 11 exams are over will be amaizng, next mission: get my l's before i turn the ripe age of 18.
there is a hole in my sock, and my toe is cold. - glady these are the only dramas of my life.

back to the challenge, ta ta.

day 06.

the phantom, always been my favourite. hes just amazing, and mysterious.. because thats what all women want. jsut a little joke there, hope everyone giggled. sickest superhero out, i think personally.

day 05.

coconut huts on nooas lembognan, island just off of bali, was lovley.

sdjflskjdf

some people are jsut plain retarded.
and so immature? gah.
i have learnt not to name names though.

day 04.

i really hate how shy i am,
its ridiculous, why cant i just be normal, and speak to people when i meet them.
ah.

day 03.

day 02.

:my friend and i used to always start off sentences with "one sweet day" and then tell stories to each other, due to being bored. and when i saw that photo i remebered it and for remenicing purposes i have made it my name/picture.

really like this song right now.

day 01.

01. i like to dance

02. im dying my hair copper

03. i am 172 cm tall

04. i am a sucker for icecream, delicious.

05. i like being serenaded

06. i got a new ring, its a key, its nice, its brass

07. i got a new key ring, but i have no keys for it

08. i have bought alot of stuff off ebay recently

09. i am in year 11, i also have seven assigments to do

10. my best friend is leaving for kosovo on friday

11. im listning to jimmy barns sing right now, gnw haaa

12. im really quite white

13. i have lots of comfy mc hammerish pants

14. i have an iphone, i like it more than most people

15. im not very smart, :/

becasue my life is boring, stolen from laura.

day 01. a recent picture of yourself and 15 interesting facts about yourself.
day o2. the meaning behind your name.
day 03. a picture of you and your friends.
day 04. a habit you wish you didnt have.
day 05. a picture of somewhere you've been to.
day 06. a favourite super hero and why.
day 07. a picture of someone/something that has had a big impact on you.
day 08. short term goals for this month.
day 09. something your proud of in the past few days
day 10. songs you listen to when your: happy, sad, mad, hyped, bored.
day 11. another picture of you and your friends.
day 12. how you found out about blogger and why you made one.
day 13. a letter to someone who has hurt you recently.
day 14. a picture of you and your family.
day 15. put your ipod on shuffle: first ten songs that play.
day 16. another picture of yourself.
day 17. someone you would want to switch lives with for a day and why.
day 18. plans/dreams/goals you have.
day 19. nicknames you have, why you have them.
day 20. someone you see yourself being with/marrying in the future.
day 21. a picture of something that makes you happy.
day 22. what makes you differnt from everyone else
day 23. something you crave for alot.
day 24. a letter to you parents.
day 25. what i would find in your bag
day 26. what you think about your friends.
day 27. why are you doing this thirty day challenge.
day 28. a picture of you last year, and now. how have you changed since.
day 29. in this past month, what have you learned.
day 30. who are you?

and don't, come, back, here.

when there famous, i can say "yeah i was in the gang vocals for that song" ha.

so i have six favourites, two of them have already gone, and another two are about to go.
i harldy ever see my other one. so thats baically one. why must al my favourties go.
michelle, you bettter never leave me.

so sucks abit being in love with your bestfriend, you know.

its so cold, and it sucks.
my mums turned into an ebay fenatic*, its awsome, so many new clothes, and shoes, and neckalce. so in an effort to try and clean my room, turns out, i have to many clothes to fit in my cupboard, and i only really wear aobut ,, 20% of them. its fucked as.
heaps disliking how people think ive changed, i havent? liers.
my life is super boring, so i have nothing interesting to post about.
so, you shall deal with what happend in my day to day experiences, wolla.


*this is why the teachers made me drop advanced english.

bad choices.

im doing that thing where im breathing so heavily, my chest hurts.
i need to stop worrying.

wanks.

feeling like a whingey teenage girl.

i cried today, why? because that add about that guy helping peoiple in poverty see came on. what the fuck hormones..
*whoremones? settle.

probably made a fool of myself, awsome self control.

holey moley me-oh my.

i really need to concentrate who im getting into the car with, this is the third time i have gone to kiss one of my friends, thinking it was a certain person.
i must say it gets abit awkward.

in other news, diane, nice to meet you. please dont make me fat and i think we will be friends.
my feet are really really sore, pointe + new charecter shoes = owwy.
i wish was freakishly amazing at dance, then my life would be so easy.

best. ever.

feeling pretty fragile.

got my whinge on, wa.

i dont want to get fat. damn female bodys.

i have a headache, so now i cant even think or explain anything.

$$$

possibly jsut broke my knucles punching my brother in the elbow by accident.

sleep with one eye open.

found it, funly enough, its by tek-one as well, ha.

'i fucked your teen dream'

pwhoaar.

i say 'in other news' way to much.

appaerntly this link has spread, oh such humour.

im so behind in my school work, get my stress on.
dont understand why shcoolies had to be organsied to early, its so far away, and im already so excited, and the year infront of me hasnt even gone yet. guh.

proably like this song way to much, hate you: tek-one
ORRRR, that dubstep bmth song. if only i knew its name.

'i wanna be rich, and i want lotsa money'
lilly allen, shutup. but acutally, i do wish this, maybe i should get a job soon.

my life is always complete when some sort of shitty csi show is on.

babe.

im sick of all these year ten and year nine girls.
why?
because there boobs are bigger than mine. the fuck is with that.
damn every generation of sutherland/viles women being flat chested.

in other news, my weekend was lovely.
although i lost to somehting i was bidding on ebay - i cried.
and then laughed becasue i realised i was crying. nerrrr.

indeas going to kosovo, what an idiot. lonesom face.

one day i'll do a dance on pointe to this.

this girl looks like a boy who used to go to my school. ryder.

year 12, represent.

either getting:
getongaby, kababi or ... i need another name, quick people.

the following is needed:

)new stockings. how crotch holes happen i'll never understand.
)haircut. dare go shorter? probably not.
)orange hair. probably not so drastic though.
)get a job. cardeux?
)tone yo' self.
)STUDY. - never.

anyone want to do these for me?
pay for them maybe?
thankyou, x

whazz up doc?

bidding for some docs on ebay, im coming over my fear of my feet looking big and jsut going to buy some.
but in all seriousness, why do my feet have to be so big :/

in other news: im eatin chicken and bacon risoto. lifes good.

"not going to lie, your missed more than usual"

breanna wrote a song, and its hilairous.
i have so many opinion on people right now, but we've all learnt our lesson, havent we? - no.
still cannot believe the fuss that came from that.

in other news, weekend should be good.
cant believe i elbowed you in the face, at that exact moment.
yes please, i would like the following:
)toned
)nice colour
)longer wavy hair
)brains.

and for others to run away.
my arms hurt.. ah.

'i wont die a vegan.'

i would like this ^

ah - well yes, nothing.

weekend was lovelylovely lovely.
friday, toffit and indea. then armidale club, then sleepovers.
saturday, dancing. coffee with tita. and i am now an arrogent bitch, huzzah. then for dinner at the dutaillis' (note: learn to spell last names) got abit drunk, unfourtunerly. then armiadle club and passed out in my bed.
sunday, food. the to wollolmbi falls with someone amazing- for an adventure.
and right now i should be doing my economics, "YOU SHALL NOT PASS" - year 11.

maybe, just maybe, neither of you should leave. thankyou.

-

if i could change one thing, it would be everything.

pa-uh-uh-pretty

i need a job.

but where? i dont ant to work with food.. maccas is well gross. and ill just get so ridicously hungry.
darn kmart, denying me.
im so poor, sucks.
wish i got my ls a year ago, could have my ps.
keep finding random things i didnt know i owned, the benefits of cleaining your room.

someone, anyone: play me sweet#hart by closure in moscow.
ill be your slave..

just did a press on a wall, fuckers.

gonig to get my muscles back, and get all un loose. im 'cited.
real bored of my hair. think im going to dye it real soon. and give it a shickk'cut.
i need to start stretching, im losing flexibility which sucks.
also, i need to do pointe..
also, winge winge winge. cause thats all im doing in this post.

fergie, your really ugly.

jonnys bed is inspiring.

maybe, ill just move to melbourne, busk on the street or something - with my many talents.

'av a blog love.

animals.

weekend was lovely, stillll have to do my science project wanggg.
french toast for breakfast thanks, barthomolew. - nice spelling there, self.
some one die my hair copper, now.
have now started to giggle over the post being found on my blog, ah daramdale. fabulous.
at least she now knows my real opinion? awkward - maybe. apparently i got respect points.
surely anyone who reads this doesnt undrstand what i say, i just.. add ramdom words in there.
apoligies.
- had a splititng head ache for dancing, 1 bottle of everglades + 1 bottle of passion pop + lightweight self = adventures.

'never stress about anything that hasnt happend'

jake gyllenhaal is a wicked actor, im a big fan. now i really feel like watching donnie darko. indeas coming, were going to get tea. then dye her hair brown.
i also really like zooey deschanel. shes sucha babe.
i made pasta, and some how got it in my eye? tasted alright though. put to much soy sauce on it though.
thats my life so far, today should be nice, tamoworth tomorrow, getting drunk - hah.

i want a unicorn.

THAT KILLED ME. thanks for that.

in other news, i have now found it creeepy that acutal people read my blog, they would no way, way to much about my life. i think i should stop refering to poeple by there names, and use codewords, or something.
today wasn't that nice, i got abit cold, and maths shall be the death of me. although dance was good. such a highlight.
can't wait for thursday, should hurry, and then tamworth on saturday, and apparntly some acoustic costner on friday. weekends should never end. maybe i'll drop out? - thats a lie though.

this is my 101th post. oooer.

to all of toffits friends whom have been reporting back to him that he's in my blog:
TOM MOFFIT TOM MOFFIT TOM MOFFIT TOM MOFFIT TOM MOFFIT TOM MOFFIT TOM MOFFIT TOM MOFFIT TOM MOFFIT TOM MOFFIT TOM MOFFIT TOM MOFFIT TOM MOFFIT TOM MOFFIT TOM MOFFIT TOM MOFFIT TOM MOFFIT TOM MOFFIT TOM MOFFIT TOM MOFFIT TOM MOFFIT TOM MOFFIT TOM MOFFIT TOM MOFFIT TOM MOFFIT TOM MOFFIT TOM MOFFIT

now, ruion his rep.

this makes me want to smoke cigarettes, just cause the look so pretty,.

i smoked two cigarettes today, and two the day before.

grosss - indea, stop it.

is pretty sick of everyones 'fuck off, cunt' etc status'.

im all angry. probably because today would have been one year, i was doing fine until you sent me that message. get out of my head.
today was nice though, blue hole with indea, so so so cold. never again, went on adventures, saw mr. moffit. - toffit. has the nicest house, burritoes for dinnner huzzah.
we got stuck in the teachers college for about an hour, damn be a girl and having no knowledge of cars and how they work.
-my brother, i will stab
-i also, miss benji, what on earth will i do when he leaves for good.

~

"MAKE MONEY MONEY, MAKE MONEY MONEY, MONAYYYY"

do you think you look attractive? because you dont.

if only i had this last night.

last night was the most eventful night of my life: jager bombs and red wine. so good. lydia indea chels. way to many nipples. chels made me feel way better, its true. he really does trump everyone, especially porka. hawhaw. attempted to get into the newie. llollllllllllllllllll. bad idea, seeyalater fake i.d and dads trust. i hope the dont fine me, pretty please mr officer, i didnt mean it..
cried way to much, my mum is the fucking best though. shes my favourtie person ever. i still hate the wanker, hes a lier.
"looooove you mr stinky" "*drunky" silly messaging. luckily he still loves me,
and now, im wagging ballet because i think im still drunk, and im worried if i get out of my bed ill vomit.
life is swell.

"dont do it daddy, dont touch my vulva"

coffee with indea and mr.moffit are nice.
i think im going to call him toffit,

"just because you found a new subway girl doesnt mean you have to be a dawwwg"

take. that. wanker.




love michelle. timez 308509386309860989.

sadface.

i think because of the situation, im allowed a deppressive post.

today, was a nice day. until?..

"im fine with the friends thing she was a shit gf anyway lol"

way to fucking ruin my life.

california girls.

today, was an amazing day.
i wish school didnt go back, was enjoying holidays way to much.
cuddles are the best. benji, you shouldnt leave.
coffee with laura tomorrow, she died, came to life for a week and is now dieing again. shes runaway wiht her boyfff. miss chels and lydia. they are the business.

hopefully sunday coffs with indea. i heard its warm, yay swim.
dinner was nice, lunch was better. goldfish bowl, marry meeeee.
that is all, really.
although, i dont think im going to dye my hair orange anymore, well not as bright. more copper, leh. x

$62 whisky.

you better fucking enjoy it.

all i want is a sleepover!

some one stole my youngbloods cd, better own up.
room has been changed around, i dig it. but i own way, way to much useless shit, but im a cronic hoarder, so i cant give any of it away, im way to sad..
ah, school. why, totally just going to drop and be a hair dresser.
damn indea. damn 'slut'. yes, all four of you.
not much left to rant about, i have a sore theigh - but thats ok :)

i need some manly advice.

i would like to know what is a good whisky to buy, that is not hectic expensive.
because alas, i do not have $64.99.
cant belive your 21 on thursday, still love you though. heaps.

holly, and her friend playing:

"lets pretend we are like teenagers"
"yeah"
"so were like, indeas age."
"and we are like fashion girls"
"and BEST friends"
"but like in the day time, we are cheerleaders.."
"im going to pretend to be indea, and her best friend is gaby... that can be your name"
"awsome, lets like go to the fashion place, we are going to be late"
"lets get coffee first. oh my god, i love being a fashion girl!"

way to cute.

yhoooorrr.

mums buying me this dress today. ohyay.

whish i could sport a middle part and not look ridicouls.

new wish: someone buy me a wave perm. -gooday.

yes please i would like some orange hair.

school starts again. shudder.

someone buy me all the dresses from lucy in the sky.

and i'll be your friend forever.

'mother knows best'

FUCK THAT.


in other news, i had a nice sleepover. and a nice walk, just kidding, my legs and abs are going to fall off. i need to stop... colouring so much.
nice sex and the city refrence there gaby. yes.

i swear if i get played the acoustic version of uneasy hearts again, ill wet my pants.

happy birhtday to katie,

goodmorning;

well that was a nice sleep, although i was worried i was going to hit your sore face. your the comfiest.
nearly demolished a whole packet of tim tams, watching sponge bob, love that show way to much.
boosh i missed you.
chinese tonight, i have been craving it so thank goodness. yay. (L)

you are my boy crush forever.

never will i take down my justin wall.

your bitch is dead.

was in uralla today, so dodge.
modeling will be well fun, all the girls back together again.
tonight im going to suzie stephnes partahaay tonight.
kinda wanna get wasted but i know no one else will.

have to get off the computer now, cause rorys a fag.
bye -

tomorrow:

coffee with breanna kaitlyn and michetty. will be nice,
then coffee with sammy bullo, shes the funniest, i miss her.

im taking down all my posters off my wall, and starting again. ooer.
im way to tiered to be typing. good night world. x

: gaby why are you smiling all smug for? :nothing!

its not nothing. and mum so knows.
im seriously a little love struck teen.
buttttt, hes just such a babe.
ah, sighbreathe.

how fucking touching.

suck a dick, hypocryt.




when im angry i rhyme.

-

just kidding.

lover boy:

yes please.

dear diary.

pretty much, i treat this like a diary, you all know way to much,
TO DATE:
fake i.d's in sydney, drunk lots.
my lover boy, ah hes so pretty.
got bit on the lip.
a disrespectful cunt.
not alloweed sleep overs anymore :(
saw chels, shes lovely.
laura has died off the face of the earth.
would like to get my full body massage now.
changing my room around.
new jacket - not warm enough to wear it.
all my friends are gay, apart from my nice few.
wish i was 18, surely then all my problems would part.
seen indea lots. she my fav, she better now move.
glad to see suzie moved on that boy fast. not.
p.s- 'for shandy'

going to go daydream now, x

i like this song.

if your from duval, you will understand.

"will you ever be my, will you be my fucking boyfriend?"

no, because of you.

rawr.

angry today.
cant wait fo sydneyyyy.
im going to fake my death, and run away to melbourne.
- g, x

memories

: incredahoes, orion, rachehh babe.

life:

fuck siof sogjas;kljf;lkajh ;oiewrhoijoiewjdskljjjjjjjjjjjjjj.
oh shit, so pretty. suchchchcaaa babe.

FUCK.

shit just got hectic. WHAT DO I EVEN DO.
indea. hugh. SOMEONE. fuck man., fuck.

on the brighter side. im home from kentucky, my brain is going to explode.

SOUNDWAVE. stolen from indeas computer.