Laugh

By Emerson's definition have I already succeeded? It's nice to think so.

Anyway the end of the holidays is drawing near. Oh la rentree! Ce n'est pas formidable.

That probably has horrible grammar but I don't claim to be good at french. I have not been productive at all and this is slightly concerning to me. I think my laziness shall be my downfall. Or my fear and subsequent refusal to grow up.

I wanted to write about the LXD; Legion of Extraordinary Dancers. BUT I can't view their awesomeness in Australia which is severely disappointing.

Due to my holidays hermitage I have been playing Scrabble. Which I am hoping counts as english homework with its' vocabulary building benefits. Both time that I played at night, 11.30ish with my family I NEARLY could spell dinosaur. Maybe spirits are sending me messages but I WANT MY 50POINT BONUS.

On a less anger inspiring subject I am currently trying to devise a playlist to put on a mixtape (mixCD). Ah the good old mixtape. Love and music in one. Thank you Sally for offering a swap of such amazement.

This has taken an hour to write. That is way too long. Thus I end things here and now.

xin

And I find it kind of funny, I find it kind of sad.

 

 

As my friend recently said, we are all just people. I'm in one of those moods where I feel flat. Maybe it's all those 3D movies coming out that make me feel 2D. But really we aren't so special. I suppose that's what love is for. Making people feel special.

Anyway I wanted to say: I DON'T WANT TO GROW UP. I've seen what it does to people and I much rather stay where I am. But sooner or later it happens. Here you are remembering your good old year 7 days when BAM you're worrying about how to get into a club with fake ID. I've got hopefully half a century of being over 18 and only two more years of being under. I feel no rush. That's not so bad. I remember back in primary school. We were only 11 and we were discussing who wasn't a virgin. FOR GOD'S SAKE.

I wish little kids weren't so eager to be adults.

I suppose it's a very, very mad world.

xin

ps. In other news Argentina vs Germany has just kicked off. Argentina ftw. It's gonna be a good game.

Tonight's gonna be a good night.

SO GUESS WHAT? I had my yr 12 formal last night.
Was absolutely brilliant. :D
As you can tell I'm in a good mood now!

First I'd like to add a disclaimer: I do NOT like 'I gotta feeling' it's a terrible song. Wayyyy too repetitive, though I'm unfortunately a bogan in disguise so I admit the beat's catchy.

Anyway last night was amazing. Everyone looked beautiful! I danced in 12cm heels. Which hurts like hell.
But hey, I'm tall AND I can do the macarena. That makes me happy, screw the pain.
Though ONE of my friends did get her foot pretty banged up. There was blood.
But the songs were fun. Everyone (eventually) danced. :D

Post formal was good too. Didn't go to the official afterparty as our ID plans went awry.
Instead we went to my lovly friends house and watched trippy late 80's/early 90's children programs.
Mulligrubs. Seriously frightening stuff. Classic songs about scarecrows though.

Beautiful night with beautiful people. My only regret is that I didn't take photos with so many people.
<3 xin

NAnanaNAna

DARIA

Bit of a filler really but Daria is amazing. Hope your holidays are going well people.
My holiday is pretty down. Mainly because of the workload I'm expected to do and how it clashes with my wanting to go out. IT'S A HOLIDAY. But no slacking allowed.

~There ain't no rest for the wicked.
Money don't grow on trees.
I got bills to pay and mouths to feed.
Ain't nothing in this world for free.~

So really all I've done so far is read some books. Haven't gone to my library in ages so went on Saturday and so far have read two books. Which is really good because I love reading and haven't done enough recently. Which links to an amusing story but slightly inappropriate.
I also went shopping and got some shoes for formal. They make me tall! No mean feat there.
Got yelled at multiple times by mother. I think pretty much every conversation this weekend and today. Once for an hr about saying the incorrect time while she was being serious.
But seriously. Life is boring at the moment. Too much time at home. Not too good for me.

Hopefully I don't go completely insane.

I shall post-formal blog soon.
xin

Pulses through my veins

SLACKERBITCH
placebo. yayeah.

I'm always blah blah blahing about love and sunshine. Well this time aunty owy is gonna talk to y'all about dem bad things. Hate and such.

'I hate you' is nearly as overused as 'I love you' (or ILY but that's just annoying). If you don't mean it don't bother.

By overusing such words we cheapen them and make them cliche. Hate and love are stronger than that. Especially when used in reference to people. It means that they've made an impact on your world. If you love someone, things that remind you of them make you smile. If you hate someone, things that remind you of them make you feel repulsed.

Sometimes I wish I had enemies. To paraphrase Eminem, it means I stood up for something. By now I really should know what to stand up for. Sometimes I feel like Sir Thomas More, walking the fine line between all sides, trying to make everyone happy. We expend so much energy trying to be normal.

xin
ps. Today was nice. Don't worry, I don't hate you.

WHY DOES NOTHING PLEASE YOU?

The first 12seconds made me laugh so hard.
I love Lucy for introducing me to this.

But seriously guys. Twilight is the most over rated series I have ever read.
Admittedly I read the first book 5yrs ago so possibly I was young and failed to see its' wonders.....
That must be it. How else could I mistake twilight for anything but a piece of great literature.
It's not like the main characters are shallow and soulless.
*is edward aka intense looks. intense stares. intenseness.
*is bella. swoon. cry. swoon. angst. frolicks. is loved by all.
I could rant further but I'm sure a billion people have already.

I'm less emotionally blogging so should I get a tumblr instead?

Coming Up Only To Hold You Under

I am liking this song indeed. Found it on my tumblr rummaging.

I recently read The Little Prince, shockingly for the first time. At least as far as anyone can remember; either way it felt like the first time. IT IS BEAUTIFUL. Really, it's so simple and truthful. It's really a brilliant.