> feeling: sore-footed
>hearing:melanie c- i turn to you [techno remix]

>fft: things i have purchased over the past TWO days:

- khaki short shorts from just jeans
- turquoise/ aqua guess dress WOOHOO =D
- black kayser stockings
- black stayup voodoo stockings
- black miss shop satin headband/ribbon
- sarinas present
- jacks present
-red and pink bonds undies from myer
- white oroton slim wallet
- [hang on lemme check bag..] yellow beach bag from cotton on
- grey lee short shorts
- red dangerfield tank top

= cc is fucking brokeeeeeeeeeeeeeee like hell =O [not to mentions in between each item is probably some kind of food... because i eat alot =] oh n i got wilmoos present and jessies present .. a few days back woohoo ]

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wilmoo is in adelaide and i miss him so muchie! >=[ comes back new years eve .. evening -_-'' hopefully he can join me in the city for the fireworks hm.

these holidays havent brought anything majorly interesting. family parties hmm.. lots of sales.. dota and uhh sitting on msn complaining to other ppl that im bored whom which are bored themselves.

a big thankyou to jessie for the xmas pressie~! i looooooove it, esp the giraffee pjs. can u blv she actually found such things?! =O oh oh n the top is kyoote i like the spots and teh cookie jar really does the cookies fresh =]

another thankyou to wilmoo for the pretty smelling purfume =]

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UAIs. cclala is a big poopie who did crappy. MOO =( its been a while since then so im pretty much over it. tiem to enjoy the new year hahaha.
... needa figure out what course to do though. and FUCK you im not doing pharmacy.. its too late to apply for it nehoos =P

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wilmoo being buried by sang.. with roland caressing the formation of his sand bum is funny =]

ouuuuut
cc lala

ps: teal/turquoise is my new favourite colour =O

the hsc has come and gone.. not that anyone cares about that kinda stuff on these blog things anyway.

its 230 n i cant sleep.. mayb becoz im too hungry or maybe becoz i slept for almsot 14hours or im jus plain pissed off.

had the formal on friday. it wasnt all that great. actually, to think of it now. it was shit. shit food shit dj the only thing good about the dam thing was the pretty scenery. yea, the function centre thingyo wasnt all that flash, but from afar.. and looking afar, it was pretty.

i hate it how people smoke. i hate it so much. it depresses me.

yesterday was the 'asian afterparty' it was a shame more ppl dint turn up. it was aiight .. people are funny wen they're drunk. not that i shud be talking..
doosy basically died lol.. well i shudnt be laughing if that really DID happen.. but he was jus gone. completely gone. linda had a couple of shots n then got drunk herself, and we entertained by a lovely karaoke performance. one girl wore rocked up in black n what looked almost liek a bodysuit, showing a lot of thigh that im sure many of us [including myself] wished we hadnt seen. steven got really drunk lol.. lost a pendent ying had given him,.. but luckily found it eventually so that was good. phut does his rountinely fireworks display n i got attacked by spider webs whilst walking to the part n it scared the shit outta me.
a warning to all people who wish to preserve their tastebuds; DO NOT drink hazelnut lacquer fuck it was so bad.
another rocked up in a horribly colourful ensemble. pink/purple tights, denim skirt pink/purple shiny lyrca top , a purple/blue vest and a beautifully crafted come-over. now that, takes sum guts.
i woke up with the biggest headache, [therefore sleeping 14hours].

i feel like shit. i really do, n i cant pinpoint the exact reason why. prolly a few reasons jumbled together. bah. i feel fat. yes, i dont look fat, but i feel fat. 

i want to dye my hair. im too fond on the bleach idea, but i suppose its the only way the colour is gna even show up my in hair.

i almost forgot the pre-formal drama. gosh they are complete bitches. im glad i never havta see their faces again [fingers crossed] look, its not as tho im completely in love with them either [then agen, who wud be] but i dint mind them on the same table. we wouldnt hav talked, or evn glanced at each other, like how it is every other time. but no, they havta make a huge fuss and whoop-di-doo about it, n cause a shitload of stress and irritation for the rest of us. anyway, her troublesome efforts and plans partially backfired, with lisa n liam [i think that was his name] sititng on a seperate table. i really should not have wasted my munny. i am starting to think the yr10 formal was better.
well cheers, lets drink to the shitiness of the formal.
it took me 2 years to realise that id never see my primary skool friends again. it was a sad thought. n i do miss them. it took me less than a day to realise id never be seeing their faces again.

moving right along. this blog is so random. keep it random baby. gosh i havent sed that in a long time.

my family thinks im a slut or something. thats great. my uncle the lil bitch started yelling at me for wanting him [as a lawyer] to help me offically change my name. n then laughed wen i sed i need it to get into uni.
'hahahha.. for uni?? ur not gna even make it in! hahah you?? go to uni?! by going out like the way u do with ur boyfriend.. riiiiight'.
oh lovely, thanks you asshole for ur kind words and generous support.

my room is clean. amazingly enough. it was honestly, a monumental moment. big thanks to jack n jess who helped heaps.

i feel like shit. did i say that already?