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.