Brent had this in is journal.. so I thought it would be a nice way to kill some time..

here we go:



1.Look at your right side. What did you see the most?
Cupboard

2.Look at left. So, what did you see this time?
Curtains

3.In what mood you are now? Tell me about your feelings.
In a strange mood.. like I'm expecting something to happen

4.What will you do after making this stupid test?
Probably talk to Andy some more. He's mad because he gave me all his music and I've deleted half of it. In my own defence I'd just like to say that he's already sent me most of it.

5. Describe you in 3 words. Only 3 words.
'special' self-confident loser

6.About what was your latest dream you remember?
Loss. I was in a crowded room. All my favourite people. Those who are closest to me were literally closest to me.. but I was alone.. and suddenly they were gone. And I stood there in a grey uniform in a giant warehouse full to the brim with emptiness.

7.What do you think about this test?
A waste of kinetic energy

8. Latest full cd you've listened


9.Latest full movie you've watched
Who Framed Roger Rabit?

10.Latest person, who makes you smile
Andy:
Shaktar Donetsk says:
if you don't like The Who you don't like life


LAWL


11.Latest person, who makes you cry?
I would have to agree with Brent when I say, "I'd rather not say"

12. Describe your feelings like a color. What color it will be?
Rainbow

13. Do you remember latest kiss? And who did you kissed?
'do you remember latest kiss?' 'who did you kissed?' Am you retarded?
Unfortunately it was Dorian.. eww

14.Do you love someone? [without family, parents etc.]
Yes, with all my heart.

15. Do you miss people that are so far away from you?
Yes

16. What's your biggest dream?
To make that person I love, love me. Its more of A dream.. not a biggest one. The biggest one is probably like 'Be optomistic in ever situation' which I'm working on.

17. So this the end. What do you want to say now?
If you love someone tell them.. believe me.. it'll help the entire situation

18.Tag 6 buddies.
I have no tags..

Happy day of the Omen kids! Or National Punch An Emo In The Face Day!

Unfortunately, I did not ge to punch an emo or see The Omen today.

Hennyways, I got to see six minutes past the pm sixth hour of the sixth day of the sixth month, two thousand and six. And I felt spesh.

goodnight!

rabu rabu

Hello my lovelies!

Goodness, hasnt it been a while since my last journal? Yes it has indeed.

Well lets go through some news:

Gerhan has his Ps!
My cousin Olivia is now christened.
I'm failing English!
UNYA is over and done with, I was Argentina after also being China and Cuba.
Single.. still
Lily and Nate are back together! Yays!
New ideas for some art, so watch out!
This just in! Boys only laugh at girls jokes because they want to get into their pants! Aha!
I'm a certified Sociologist and Psychologist
My bologna has a first name
its O-s-c-a-r
My bologna has a second name
its M-e-y-e-r.
Jessy is spelt with a Y
I've obviously run out of news.


I've decided I want a kitten. And I shall have a kitten gosh-darnit!
a lil fuzzy black one!

I love kittens.

I also love motivational speakers, ordinary boys, long walks on the beach and watching sunsets.

Hi-de-ho!

I'm back from Devonport and never before have I realized how much there is about Hobart I love. For instance, we have clean water, we have shops that are open till 6-8, and Hobart has my friends.

Never have I been so bored. Actually it wasnt so bad considering Gerhan was there and he brightened up the hole of a place my nan and pop call 'the Shack', up at Hawley Beach.

Got to see my awesome cousin Alistair, met cousin Tom's beautiful and talented Japanese fiance Yuko, and saw how much baby cousin Olivia has grown. I also got told I looked like princess Mary. Really we have nothing in common apart from we both have dark hair and we're from Hobart.

Happy Australia Day to everyone! I hope you atleast knew that it happened.. or even celebrated it and showed us your Aussie pride.. *cough*

Now, back down south, I'm sitting at my computer, no one it online.. and I'm dead bored. AGAIN.
School starts Feb 14th, though on the 9th (?) we have 'leadership training'.

Bloody Valentines Day! Jesus! They really do want us to suffer don't they?!

Well there's my DJA for this month. See youse all later.. or I'll knife yas



Jeshy xx

So.. I was talking to Portia today in Franko.. and we've decided men are the most confusing things on the planet. They also cause us a lot of pain.

And now I'm going to pull a Dayna and write down 'most' of my thoughts and feelings because if I dont 'tell' someone soon and pretend like someone actually cares I'm going to have a girly teary fit. Eww.

Here it goes.

Dorian treats me like shit. Makes me feel unloved, guilty and used. So why do I stay with him? Because I'm scared shitless. Of what? I have no clue..

I would say this is the worst relationship I've ever been in but that would be a lie. Its not Dorian's fault, he's just immature.. but then again maybe its me? I'm forceful and demanding. What if I am pushing him away? Food for thought.

I'm pretty sure he's already cheated on me or is about to. And don't think that sounds 'crazy' or 'dramatic' because it really isnt. I don't know this boy yet I think about him constantly, even when those thoughts make me want to throw up my heart!

I want to message him right now. I won't get a reply. He probably won't pay the message any mind. I could say I was pregnant with twins and he wouldn't reply, or that I was going to cheat on him, he still wouldnt. Well.. maybe for the cheating thing.

This has all become one giant mess of a relationship.

He says he doesnt love me. He says he 'maybe' gets bored of me. He only cares when he wants something. Maybe I am a masochist?

I've been thinking about school a lot. Its not there to distract us anymore. Homework, grades, 'in-school-only' friends. We suddenly have all this time, time to think about things, worry or rejoice, that we didnt have before. It makes us question and test situations and subjects.

Half of me wants to go back to school and forget being social, while the other never wants this freedom to end.

I can see what Andy was talking about. Everything is so routine, you can't break free.

The stress of school or work situations keeps us fresh and on the ball, now we're relaxing, but still panicking like we would around the rest of the year.

Maybe I'm just 'being a whingey woman' as some may say. Complaining about everything while I could just be happy. Are men always happy? They'd be having a good old bitch to their mates if they were in my situation, thats for sure.



Maybe this time there will be no $500 owed and we can keep our shoes, Chloe.

Haha.

Happy Chanuka to me. Mozeltof.. or something along those lines.





Note: For anyone who actually read this, I can't believe you read it. I suggest in the future you just delete all your journal alerts before reading them. I hardly read them. And just so you know, this wasn't a call of attention. I just needed to vent a bit. Thanks.