Sunday, 30 September 2012
Saturday, 29 September 2012
Friday, 28 September 2012
Thursday, 27 September 2012
compliments of the tutor
me: Oh yeah, well I went to the dentist today and it was just a check-up but I would like to get my chipped tooth fixed as it is cosmetically unappealing.
tutor: I didn't even notice it before you pointed it out. They like models with imperfections. Not that you should see it as an imperfection. Do you model? You should model ! Why don't you model? I mean, just take some shots for friends. You should model, I think that would be good.
me:
tutor:
me:
tutor:
me: I'm perfect.
tutor:
me:
tutor:
me: Alright, next question.
Wednesday, 26 September 2012
Monday, 24 September 2012
Saturday, 22 September 2012
Friday, 21 September 2012
Wednesday, 19 September 2012
Tuesday, 18 September 2012
Monday, 17 September 2012
My need for sleep is somewhat higher at the moment than my need to study for psych.
I know I will be disappointed in myself tomorrow, and that's a shame but I actually cannot stay up any longer or keep my eyes open and I refuse to have coffee and completely stuff up my body so I guess I'll have to sacrifice learning (for my fave subject) :(
This is what happens when Lizzie misses her afternoon nap.
au revoir. xo
I was going to write kon a letter but that would just be utter sabotage to myself so perhaps another time, I can;t even be bothered to correct my slouching ta the moment.
I know I will be disappointed in myself tomorrow, and that's a shame but I actually cannot stay up any longer or keep my eyes open and I refuse to have coffee and completely stuff up my body so I guess I'll have to sacrifice learning (for my fave subject) :(
This is what happens when Lizzie misses her afternoon nap.
au revoir. xo
I was going to write kon a letter but that would just be utter sabotage to myself so perhaps another time, I can;t even be bothered to correct my slouching ta the moment.
Sunday, 16 September 2012
Wednesday, 12 September 2012
Tonight has been bombshell night.
I'm sorry for any future in-sensitiveness on my part towards you, I just don't know how to process this at the moment. I mean, I'm totally fine with it, it's not even up to me whether I'm am or not. But I mean, I'm a little disappointed. I thought we were closer, I thought I would know sooner. That's okay though, I won't hold it against you, I haven't really been here for you either, haven't called or anything, that's okay. And now I see that we are a lot further apart than I thought, and I just wish you would trust me because I want to be here for you because you're important to me, and I just think it would be such a loss if we didn't talk anymore. But I don't know, it doesn't seem like we will get back to how we used to be, and that saddens me. Then again, we were a couple of naive kids back then, with feathers on our shoulders so perhaps we have both changed, and we just don't fit together anymore. Another broken puzzle. I still won't give up on you though. Even if it breaks my heart that we won't talk properly, or anything beyond small talk, just know that I am always thinking of you. I wish you could just see this and know how much I care about you, but you just won't let me in and I won't force you like the rest of the world already does. I love you.
au revoir. xo
I'm sorry for any future in-sensitiveness on my part towards you, I just don't know how to process this at the moment. I mean, I'm totally fine with it, it's not even up to me whether I'm am or not. But I mean, I'm a little disappointed. I thought we were closer, I thought I would know sooner. That's okay though, I won't hold it against you, I haven't really been here for you either, haven't called or anything, that's okay. And now I see that we are a lot further apart than I thought, and I just wish you would trust me because I want to be here for you because you're important to me, and I just think it would be such a loss if we didn't talk anymore. But I don't know, it doesn't seem like we will get back to how we used to be, and that saddens me. Then again, we were a couple of naive kids back then, with feathers on our shoulders so perhaps we have both changed, and we just don't fit together anymore. Another broken puzzle. I still won't give up on you though. Even if it breaks my heart that we won't talk properly, or anything beyond small talk, just know that I am always thinking of you. I wish you could just see this and know how much I care about you, but you just won't let me in and I won't force you like the rest of the world already does. I love you.
au revoir. xo
Tuesday, 11 September 2012
A daisy for the table
What on earth has happened to society?
Where has respecting your elders, or quite frankly not being a nuisance to the general public gone?
Where has respecting your elders, or quite frankly not being a nuisance to the general public gone?
Today on the bus home I witnessed a somewhat rowdy, bogan 20-something year old step on. Besides that, he also had a beer in his pants. Legitimately, he pulled out right out of the middle front :/ I was aware that drinking was prohibited on buses, let alone alcohol.
Apart from the fact that he was dressed far from classy, or even presentably, he was just acting completely impolitely.
With a bus full of people he proceeded to talk loudly in his drunken haze and before I knew it, he was blaring out music on his phone. And beside that being completely disrespectful and totally unmindful of others, there were so many crude and inappropriate words in his songs. It's quite simple really. If you forget your headphones, your give up the right to listen to music. Or perhaps he had headphones all along and decided to succumb us all to the atrocity, or maybe he had forgotten how to even use headphones in his state.
Anyhow, understandably an older man complained about the noise and asked him to turn it down. Of course, just like it would be expected of such a person he began verbally abusing and practically threatening him.
But what shocked me the most was that the bus driver helper (I suppose he was teaching the bus driver all the essentials), this bus driver helper did absolutely nothing to help the situation (although he has authority) and tell the bad-mannered man to be quiet and stop being irritating to all. In fact, after all the havoc, the rude man asked to turn the bus radio on, however he quite simply replied with, 'Sorry, I'm getting off in three stops". WHAT?!
Furthermore, once the older man had stepped off the bus, this helper man approached the drunk one although he could have just stood quietly like the rest of us were doing, but no. Here I was thinking he finally found some sense and was going to tell him off and ask him not to cause a further ruckus, alas he did not ! Instead, he talked to the man about how ridiculous the old man was for telling him off. I'm sorry but I hardly think that words such as c**t etc, are appropriate on public transport for all to hear.
If I wasn't just a girl with copious amounts of cutlery in my bag, music in my ears and a tattered book in my lap, then I would have most definitely spoken up !
I also became aware today that I need to correct a personal flaw of mine. I tend to overly stereotype people and treat them accordingly (in my head, I'm not flat out rude to strangers), however after today's events and their reactions thereby, I was reminded that people are not what they first seem.
au revoir. xo
Monday, 10 September 2012
Sunday, 9 September 2012
Tomorrow is suicide awareness day.
I thought it was pretty important to wear something yellow however I could not find anything.
So then I made this.
Generally my last thought before sleep is how to quietly and slyly get ice-cream however tonight I had a huggeeee craving for tea and although I have copious amounts of different ones, I just went with the old almond tea :) (its not old, I mean it in the ye old 1800 wait no, ermm as in, like, the common one idk.)
au revoir. xo
I thought it was pretty important to wear something yellow however I could not find anything.
So then I made this.
Generally my last thought before sleep is how to quietly and slyly get ice-cream however tonight I had a huggeeee craving for tea and although I have copious amounts of different ones, I just went with the old almond tea :) (its not old, I mean it in the ye old 1800 wait no, ermm as in, like, the common one idk.)
au revoir. xo
Friday, 7 September 2012
Thursday, 6 September 2012
Wednesday, 5 September 2012
It's only 1pm and so far today I have:
Although I am not a huge fan of ginger, lemongrass and ginger tea is perfectly acceptable to drink cold as it still tastes fantastic!
lalalala I am going to do some homework and relax and remind dad to call up the people to fix the hot water so I can have a steaming bath :) :) :)
Oh yeah, and call my oh so amazing boyfriend !!!! :D
au revoir. xo
- vacuumed some of the house
- washed my hair
- washed my shorts
- cleaned my room
- took all the clothes off the line
- filled the dishwasher and cleaned up the rest of the dishes in the kitchen
- whipped up some amazing crepes
- made some awesome as tea !
Although I am not a huge fan of ginger, lemongrass and ginger tea is perfectly acceptable to drink cold as it still tastes fantastic!
lalalala I am going to do some homework and relax and remind dad to call up the people to fix the hot water so I can have a steaming bath :) :) :)
Oh yeah, and call my oh so amazing boyfriend !!!! :D
au revoir. xo
Tuesday, 4 September 2012
Monday, 3 September 2012
Most people probably don't know this but I hate change. I can't deal with it.
Not the kind of change that is inevitable, like life moving on.
I mean avoidable change. Like a glass shattering, or losing something materialistic.
Hence why I am in absolute turmoil about losing my psych book. That book, that book has all my work for it. The work that proves I have done something. That book that equates to long nights perfecting my favourite subject. The same book, that if not found, will make me feel like all my hard work is being undone. :(
Although it means next to nothing to everyone else, that book was my personal pride, and now it's gone.
au revoir. xo
Not the kind of change that is inevitable, like life moving on.
I mean avoidable change. Like a glass shattering, or losing something materialistic.
Hence why I am in absolute turmoil about losing my psych book. That book, that book has all my work for it. The work that proves I have done something. That book that equates to long nights perfecting my favourite subject. The same book, that if not found, will make me feel like all my hard work is being undone. :(
Although it means next to nothing to everyone else, that book was my personal pride, and now it's gone.
au revoir. xo
Sunday, 2 September 2012
Saturday, 1 September 2012
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