You know, I’m not going to say this to prove a point or anything. I’m saying this so that … people can get it through their heads that, yeah, I was sad for a period of my life, but raise your hand if you’ve ever been sad? Maybe because your friends left you, maybe because you had the worse teacher on earth, maybe a year sucked! Anything! And for those whose hands aren’t raised; bull fucking shit!
And for those who hands are; thanks, my hypothetical point raised!

Another thing and this is something I cannot wait to escape; all girls-school fucking bitching. I’ve done it, never to an extreme like some kids. Rumours; Haha, they actually make me laugh because some things I hear are ridiculous! But when they’re about me or my best friends, you know I find that even more funny because, Haha, those chicks don’t know what they got themselves into, especially if it’s the most non-true thing they could think of. Have something against us? Well buddy why not come and say it to our face! I’ll tell you why, because they know I’ve got two sisters, a brother, best friends, best friend’s brothers, and babe, the list goes on and on … just watch your back, ok kids out there! (: And that’s not a threat, and I’m not saying I going to be as bad as you and spread fucked up rumours, btw, I’m just saying, I have people who love me, for who I am, and who will help me with anything!

The thing is, and read this very closely because; this is probably one of the most truthful things I’ve ever said; reading? …
I’m happy.
I’m so happy.
I’ve got the best friends I’ve had since year fucking four. And some of them I never wanna leave. Because I cant imagine life without them. All this shit I’ve written above isn’t going to happen with them, because I have a real friendship, freakship, or whatever you wanna call it, that’ll probably only break that when we absolutely have to. Not because of some fucked up shit that makes no sense! Why do that with people who mean like 80% of your life? You don’t!

I’ve been sad; everyone has, but wanna know what makes me smile when I wake up every morning? Makes me wanna come to school early so I can spend the morning running around with them and being fucking idiots with Indian accents? My fucking friends, because they’re the best fucking friends in the entire fucking world, and they’ll back me up with every fucking thing! I FUCKING LOVE YOU! You’re all so amazing, forever. Ok. Be amazingly gorgeous people like you usually are. Make me happy like you do every single day since the day I met youse.

I’m just pissed, that’s all. And also, sorry for the swearing, as I said, a bit angry.

<3

Stop using my account to go onto comms. GET YOUR OWN FUCKING ACCOUNT, BITCH.

This up coming Saturday, a bunch of friends and I are going to take a road trip up to Sydney to see the Fall Out Boy concert.
We were stupid enough to leave buying the tickets until a few days ago, so we missed out on mosh pit tickets, which were apparently sold out on the first week of going on sale. Woo, we get to be those losers who go to a concert and sit down. Oh well, at least we get to see them, (sort of).

On another note, myself and Sam are trying to decide what the pen is.
We don't actually mean penis, by the way. I asked her this morning and we sort of started arguing deciding about what the pen is. I'm pretty sure it's green.

Now for the main part of this journal; I'm learning bass guitar from Spencer Smith and Jon Walkers love child.
Seriously; my teacher, who is called Chris, looks like those two had a child. He's got Jon's face shape, but has Spencer's beard and blue eyes. Honestly, the first time I saw him I did a double take.
Except I think the first time I saw him was in the middle of a shopping center. I was shopping for...something, I forget, with my friend Daizy, when I spotted this guy who looked like a Spencer Smith/Jon Walker love child. It went something like this:
"Blah blah blah -sees Spencer/Jon guy- OH MY GOD,"
"What?"
"Daizy, Daizy do Spencer and Jon have a kid?"
"No..."
"Does Spencer have a kid?"
"No, why?"
"Then is THAT Spencer Smith?"
"Where?"
"THERE! THE GUY IN THE STRIPY SHIRT!"
"OH FUCK ITS TOTALLY SPENCER SMITH!"
-Guy in stripy shirt looks at us weird gives us an epic Spencer bitch!face.
"-both in shock-"
...yeah. Sad thing is, I think it may have been Chris. Oops.
Now, I know that, contrary to the many m-preg fics, males cannot reproduce with one another, but I've always had my suspicions with Spencer. I mean, how else does he have those hips?
Yeah, exactly.

I don't like this. Not one bit.
I used to be good at being a bitch. Not in the literal sense, because I think I would remember being a dog.
Usually, I'll tell someone what I think of them to their face. I'll be honest with them. If there's something that irks me about them, I'll tell them.
Lately that's not happening.
There's this girl who I love to death, but I can't confront her with the honesty like I can with everyone else.
Maybe it's because she's one of my best friends and I don't want to upset her.
I want to confront her about several things, but I just can't.
I really want to tell her about the way she always turns the situation around to focus on her. No matter what it is, she'll say "Oh, that's not as bad as -gives example of her tragic life-"
And how she's a bigger bitch than I am. She emotionally blackmails me so that I don't fight with her. "I have so much on you! If you fight with me, the whole school will know your dirty little secrets!" She loves saying that to me whenever it looks like we're about to get into a fight, and yet she denies being a bitch.
The last thing that I really makes me want to scream is how much of an attention seeker she is. "Liz, I have a pin on my desk. Distract me so I don't stab myself with it!" Then the next day at school she'll have a red mark on her arm that she flaunts.

Oh. Maybe I haven't lost my bitch skills. I've just sat here and bitched about her on a website. That's probably worse than telling all this to her face.

So after a rather strange dream involving 3 packets of chips, a special person bus, my old locker, a shit load of books and some makeup I woke up to discover that it was 3:30pm. Not a problem. Exept my Mother thinks I was up 9:30am and it is very quickly getting too late to go shopping. I slept for 13 hours almost straight. So now I have to find a way to still do everything I was going to, minus 6 hours. Mega shit!

I know I say this nearly every time I update this thing, but I have to stop forgetting that I have my own account.

I hereby swear that I will spam my journal constantly.

Nobody I know even has Lj, so I am free to randomly say shit.
We piss around joking about having a threesome...but i didn't expect it to actually happen. Girls, i love you, but...wow.
It was awkward.
Nah, joking.
I am gonna get killed for saying that, though,
I realized that I actually have my own account on here.
I am failing school.
Not really.
Like three subjects.
I started drum lessons again.
I licked a lot of people.
Gabe Saporta is a person.
The end.
I am bored.
No wait.
Board.
90% of people between the ages of 13 and 18 have sex when they are bored.
And my girlfriend is in Brisbane with my sister.
Boo.
I am done.

Ok, I'm not superstitious. Or at least I thought I wasn't. Yesterday, I caught myself doing something seemingly crazy. Running away from a cat. A little black one with white paws. For some reason the first thing that popped into my head was superstition as if the fact that I am allergic to cats didn't at all play a part in this. It still sounds weird?

Wednesday afternoon I'm at home after school despretly trying to finish my assignments and my dog starts barking. I keep telling her off but she won't shut up, she just stands at the back door barking. So I go out to the garden and I can see through the gate a little black blob. Stupidly I go out to see what it is and surprise - its a cat, who promptly rubs against my leg and then our gate then rolls in the tambark and rubs it on me. My dog hasn't stopped barking and is still driving me crazy so I pick it up and carry it out of her sight. Of course after realizing what I've just done I panic running inside to get changed. Then for some retarded reason I think that taking my uniform outside and shaking it like crazy and then dumping it on the clothes line will help. Then I go take two of the first antihistamine I find which still doesn't stop the allergic reaction starting. So I end up not just having to do my homework but having to do it attached to a box of tissues.

So you can kind of see why I was not to happy to come home to the same little cat sitting outside my gate the next day. I stood there we had a staring contest for a while. So now I have a stalker. One who can make me really sick if they get to close. Yay! I decided to go in through the front door, so I headed along the driveway, and it headed towards me. So I ran, making a break for my house just barley shutting it out. This is the point where I am thinking I am not superstitious.

I have figured out where my files go after I download them. I have do go local disk, documents and settings, desktop. AND THEY ARE THERE!

And the dot dot dot after The Academy Is is called an ellipsis. I never knew that.

Anyway, this was completely random, but I felt like sharing.


MWA!

22nd. Cant wait.

I just feel like saying this, because I am random and awesome like that. But I dont really use this account, I will go on whatever journals or communities on whatever rp account I am on at the time. I will occasionally go on this one if I need to see something friends locked...but that is about it.

Even when I say that I will stop posting in my Bebo blog, I STILL KEEP DOING IT! Anyway. I am gonna post now.

   
1. Put your music player on shuffle.
2. Press forward for each question.
3. Use the song title as the answer to the question.
4. Dont cheat by skipping. I didn't.

What does next year have in store for me?
Attention-The Academy Is...

What's my love life like?
Lets  Get To Bed-The Cure
(Well, that was ironic)

What do I say when life gets hard?
House Of Wolves-MCR

What do you think of on waking up?
Nine In The Afternoon-Panic At The Disco

What song will I dance to at my wedding?
The City Is At War-Cobra Starship

What do you want as a career?
A Forest-The Cure

Your favourite saying?
Your Crashing, But You Ain't No Wave-Fall Out Boy

Favourite place?
Time To Dance-Panic At The Disco

What do you think of your parents?
I'm Not Okay(I Promise)-My Chemical Romance

What’s your porn star name?
Northern Downpour-Panic At The Disco

Where would you go on a first date?
Headfirst For Halos-My Chemical Romance

Drug of choice?
Prostitution Is The Worlds Oldest Profession(And I, Dear Madame, Am A Professional)-Cobra Starship

Describe yourself?
Just Likes Heaven-The Cure

What is the thing I like doing most?
I Constantly Thank God For Esteban-Panic At The Disco

The song that best describes my school principal?
This Ain't A Scene, Its An Armsrace-Fall Out Boy

What is my state of mind like at the moment?
G.I.N.A.S.F.S-Fall Out Boy

How will I die?
The Bird And The Worm-The Used

Ok, my promise to post has gone to the fires of hell. Along with other people...-enter evil laugh here-

Red Lemonade+Me=Nothing good.

Especially when you put coffee into it, I am hyper enough as it is. :)

My PE teacher. No need to go into detail, but I don't like her very much at the moment.

Grr...

Hmm, at the moment there is nothing really. You know my life is boring. School sucks, awesome friends, nothing out of the ordinary. Oh, cant wait for the 22nd of August...but that is ages away.

Ok, I am going to make a promise to myself! I will post on my journal at least three times a week and if I dont, feel free to 'internet!glomp' me. The thing is, I dont really understand why I dont post, I am on the computer practically 24/7 and every time I go to do it, I get distracted. I swear that I've got the attention span of a fish..no, dont fish have the two second memories? Ok, whatever I dont really care.

Wow. It is fun to ramble.

I post a lot in my journal..*cough its called sarcasm people cough*