Me Raving Again

Okay, I checked and I missed by one post. So I have 2 months where I posted 7 posts. Which sucks. So this month I will have to post 8. I MISSED BY ONE! How unlucky is that? Numbers hate me. But whtevs numbers & Math, I'm returning to favour. Anyway, we went to the Melbourne Zoo today. Which was pretty uneventful actually. All I have to say is that I'm gonna complain that we didn't have enough time to finish all 3 booklets in the space of... half a day. So anyway, I am now very rational and practical. I think. I really want a best friend. Like a BEST friend. Everyone seems to have one. But well, I guess I'm just not 'friend' material. Not that I care. Ok fine, maybe I do. But whtever. I have like a billion theories for that reason. I shall list a few. Being boring, uninteresting, annoying, clingy?, easily offended?, nothing in common, different? and so on. The list continues. I don't get it. And I should be satisfied to leave it that way. That maybe, I'm not meant to be in the friendship group I'm in. But well, somehow, I care too much. Evaluate too much. And think too much yet again. I was thinking do people hate me? But then, that's overreacting, people just like other people better than they like me. I'll bet that it was always like that, I just never noticed until now. Or I'm just overthinking as usual. Not that I care. Need someone to talk to that won't judge me. Omg, I think this might be all because I sat with Angela on the bus. Wow, I need to like... Take a break in examining people and their reactions and stuff. Another really disjointed post. Me raving. Again. On a happier note, I'm GOING TO post 8 posts this month and beat my record. Debating on whether to publish this post. It might make the 7 go to 8 this month. Okay fine, I'll post it. Erica

Not so long weekend

So, It's a new month and I haven't checked if I have beaten my record of 7 posts in a month. Which really isn't much, but well, I'm a busy girl. Not really, but still. Anyway, it was the long weekend!!! Though, frankly, it was nowhere near long enough. We had like piles and piles of homework, which kinda sucked. BUT yesterday was fun fun fun! Another one of those everybody comes BBQ things we have. Not often enough, I must say. Anyway, so Mavis and obviously, Cayden's family, they all came. And there was sooooo SO much food. Which made me, of course, happy. There was heaps of jelly! And there was this wrap thing that surprisingly was really addictive and I couldn't stop eating it. We played at the playground, showing off our awesome (not-so-awesome) skills on the monkey bar. We (Me, Tess, Mavis, Martin etc) were attempting to do pull ups. And we didn't manage one full one. Not even close. Then, Kendrick came along and did like one FULL one. Freak. Yes, well, I shall train so I can do one too. Muahahhahahaha. LOL. Tess just told me that she asked him to do it again later on and he couldn't!! HAHAHHA. FLUKE. And we played Shark. Love climbing up and down the playground. Then, we played SOCCER! Oh, how I ADORE playing soccer. And I scored like 3 goals. Ok, stop boasting Erica. Most of them were flukes anyway, but still. I just felt so happy playing it. I wish I could play like every week. Yes, I should find some club to play. And then, I can get better. That is, if I can be bothered. And then, horror struck! We were playing at the playground again and I was running from the 'Komodo Dragon' (don't ask) and I full on tripped on my ankle and OUCH!! Yea, I re-sprained my ankle. Lucky me. Then, they all came to our house and I half watched Harry Potter (the latest one tho I've seen it like twice) and half played maple. Made a new account cos Gareth, Cayden and Kendrick all made me. Less depressing post, That's good right? But the other posts weren't depressing, were they? Tim Tan

'Letting it out?'

Okay, Firstly, Isabel, are you crazy? Or maybe you were just really bored, but what is with those comments???? Anyway, I went to the doctor's the other day (for my ew. face rash) and guess what the doctor said! The chinese doctor said that my fingers, that area always really cold and are like frost bitten, might be because of anger. And that I kept my anger in too much and that that directly affects my health. And then Mum went on saying that I should let it out and tell her. Yes, well, I'm just the type of person who doesn't like 'letting it out' and it has become a habit to bottle it up inside. Just cos it's easier. Plus before that, my mum was talking to her friends, and they said my face rash might be due to stress. Now, that might have a tinge of truth in it. But I'm over depressed, think too much girl and am back to my normal self. Hopefully. It's really stupid, but the more you think about pretty much anything, the more you see the bad things and after you're over it, there will always be this naggy tug at the back of your mind, worried about something that's not there. But then, that's just me. I really need to stop. I also need to stop eating when I'm bored, annoyed, in a bad mood, not hungry, hungry. Pretty much just stop eating when I'm not supposed to. Food is my refuge. And so is my mind. When I'm angry, sad or whatever else, I have a million things running through my head and no one ever hears them. The stuff I blog about are only about 0.0001%. The stuff that comes out of my mouth is 0.0000001%. Another pointless post, Cherrycookie

The Things I am

Hi, I'm currently attempting to beat my record of 7 posts a month. Which only happened like once... But yeah, good to have goal, right? Anyway, this is gonna be one of my numerous pointless posts where i ramble on about nothing. Which is quite fun, u shld try it one day. And I have decided that I like writing down random thoughts that run around in my head like little runny around thing-a-ma-bobs. But I won't do that for now. Here's a list of the things I am. 1. A really obedient daughter. (sometimes annoys the heck out of me that I am) 2. An ok sibling who can sometimes be really mean. (trying to get better) 3. A Christian. (God is Awesome :) 4. A good friend. (hopefully. tell me if i'm not) 5. A thinker who thinks too much. (not to mention usually wrong) 6. An ex-anime crazed person. (That was only for like half a year? I'm now mildly interested) 7. A student. (WELL, if u cut out my bad subjects. like math etc im a good one. sorta) 8. A try-hard. (I'm a tryhard in a lot of things. not proud of it, i must say) 9. A girl. (Well duh. who likes soccer though) 10. A kid. (Well duh. Love being a kid) 11. A teenager. (Yeah, well. it's not all that great) 12. A dancer. (Hardly) 13. A chef/baker/cook. (More like an eater. haha.) The list goes on but I can't be bothered right now. Cherrycookie

The Sims

Whoa. I just read my first few posts and they were really lame and childish. Which is actually what my posts are like now. But still, somehow I feel like they aren't totally childish, but they will later on. I guarantee it. And I also found that I said, "Annoying family friends coming over from Malaysia" Well, I take that back. I love em. They are the awesomest childhood friends ever. Okay, so maybe they aren't exactly my age. BUT they are still the best. All for are really down-to-earth (excluding the amount of electronic games they play) and un-judgemental and just funny. Not to mentions utterly corrupted and random. Denzel's b'day last weekend, BBQ! Soccer didn't help my ankle, but was fun. Erica

Seeing Things

People say people see what they want to see. but when people are paranoid, they see what they don't want to see. But either way, no one really sees what really is there. Which is kinda sorta a bit silly. So how do you see the actual things? Well, I don't actually know, and if I did, I'd be some sort of genius and win the Nobel Prize or something. Okay, not really, but whatever. So, you see, I've been in both groups of people. I was like freakishly paranoid about everything just like a while ago. I thought everyone was against me or something. I know, now it soudns really stupid. But at that time, I was actually like... Scared. Oh well, I've hopefully gotten over that stage. And now, I'm at the stage where I see what I want to see, according to the theory up top. Not much better really. But, hey, what can I do? Elizabethan festival and Social on Friday, Mildly excited, Tim Tan

Random Snap Thoughts

Random thoughts... Don't bother reading this. It's just me raving about nothing. You won't get it, believe me. It doesn't flow. It's totally random and silly and weird. So, yea. If you do, don't laugh or tell anyone to read it. Cos its silly. You can't please everybody, I can't please everybody. It's not possible for anyone to please everyone. I like to be liked, is that so wrong? Thinking too much can make you feel judged. That people are judging you. But then, maybe they are. I'm not scared of dying. What I'm scared of, is people not caring that I died. Ouch. I'm scared people won't come to my funeral or something. I know my family will, cos they are the best and I love them. But still, I would want friends right? My goal is to get a scholarship to Uni. Then, I can travel the world. I wanna be remembered. Being unique is great, like my thumb, it's unique. Skinny, fat, who cares? Funnilly enough, I do. Cos I know how it feels like to be both. Sort of. Being allergic to things suck. I wish I was a little girl again. Although I might have been judged, I had this shield and I wouldn't care. Hate guys who are arrogant and pushy and meddling. Well, at least, I hate the guy in the show I'm watching. Am I annoying? If I am, I need to stop. I talk about food too much. Umm... Okay. I have random thoughts. Tommy