I AM  ON HOLIDAYS. Yayyyyyy!!!!
This is my first post for awhile, and i apologize for that, but i have discovered the most BEST website in the universe. Thats right its better than facebook!!! Better than MSN!!! Better than MySpace!!! and about 1000000 times better than my crappy blog!! It called omegle and it is officially the new thing i am addicted to.

If you enjoy random chats with strangers, meeting new friends and having a great time, Then Omegle is for you! Its a one on one chat with a random stranger. Ok dont worry its not as scary is it seems. Most people seem relatively normal, with the odd scary old man or too.

You should come and omegle!!! who knows, you may meet me.

You dont look forward to the weekend. Actually you dread the weekend. Yes i know, i know im weired, but i have a reason.

My parents went to Melbourne for work, leaving me and my sister to stay for 4 days at my GRADNPARENT’S. ahhhhh! i im 100% sure i am going to die. why u ask?
hmmm maybe it will be my Nonno’s  (italian side of the family) infatuation with Pasta for dinner ever night (blehhhh!)
or maybe its my Nonna’s annoying questions about life etc,
or maybe its because it is because i have to share a bed with my cow, oh i mean my sister. This is so annoying because i am not allowed to be within 1 metre proximity of her nor am i allowed to make any form of noise
or maybe its the fact that i have a massive assignment that i havnt started thats due on monday and i know for a fact that there is NO WAY i am going to get it done while staying there.

The only good this about this is that my Nonna is very tech savvy and as a result has 1 computer, 2 laptops, wireless internet, several tvs + dvd players and a MAAASIVE shelf of DVD’s. which is good but not because by the time you sort through them all you no longer feel like watching a DVD.  She also has cake, not that this has anything to do with being highly tech savy, but i like cake.

Anyway its only 3.52pm of friday afternoon, the weekends barely begun, and i am already complaining. I am in for a loooooooooong weekend

Every year there is a carnival type thing in my area. Its massive. Everyone goes and everyone thinks its the best thing to arrive on this universe. Its not. A few rides, some show bag, some stalls and 100000’s of people. Thats about it.

I was sooo not going to go this yr, considering that i have nooo money and there is a $10 entry fee and an expectation to go on alllll the super scary, vomit renching, head spinning, killing machine rides. Instead i was FORCED to go. I literally had no say in the matter. My mum practically chucked me in the car and dropped me off in front of the gates, leaving with a “have fun” and a $50 note. Oh well at least i had money. I was not happy though.

The first thing i saw upon walking into the gates was a massive ride thing. It towered 100000000000 of meters above the ground. Ok it was more like 50 metres, but thats still very tall. It was the most scariest ride that i have ever seen in my life! It involved going upside down and spining and twisting and all this other crap. My first thought was “ahhhhh” second though was “the is no way in the universe that i am going on that”. It was then forgotten

I eventually found my friends and we walked around for a bit, ate some chips, and went on some scary little spinny ride. We were just walking around when the next thing i knew we were standing in front of THE RIDE, the SCARIEST ride in the UNIVERSE. I was like huhhh????

They were going on! It was at that point i had come to the conclusion that my friends had a serve mental problem which stopped them from thinking properly. I tried to talk them out of it, but they ignored my naisaly voice,  paid their $15 and lined up. That exact moment some thing in my mind clicked. I had a sudden rush of adreniline and i ran over to pay. I WAS GOING ON!

The man gave me a encouraging little smile as i handed over my $50. My head was spinning, my heart was pounding a 100000 beats a second. Thats proberly why i didnt hear the grumpy old man giving me my $50 back. It was apparently ripped so he therefore could not accept it. My rush of adrenaline was gone.

I walked over to stand by myself in the corner and watched as my friends were about to hand them selves over to death. I was day dreaming about all the scary things that could happen, you know just fall through the bars, the ride breaking of and flinging into space, stuff like that, when my friend ran over 2 tickets in her hand. she had bought a ticket for me! I was too scared to appreciate how nice that was and instead planted my feet in the dirt as she tried to pull me to the ride. I no longer wanted to go on, but for the second time that day i was being forced to do something that i didnt want to. I finally gave in when all the eyes in the proximity of the ride were on me. It was rather embarrassing, so a shakily made my way up the stairs to to the platform, where my other friends were about to get on the ride.

Eventually it was our turn, and i literally felt like crying. I sat down on the cold, hard chair and waited as the metal bars pressed down upon my chest, stopping me from escaping. all my friends were laughing “this is going to be fun” they said. HOW THE HELL CAN THAT BE FUN? HOW?

The ride eventually started moving, which is when i started screaming, and i dont think i stopped the entire time. Im pretty sure it went upside down 1000 times. I just flipped and flipped and flipped. Most of the time i felt like falling out of my seat and dying, but thank God that did not happen. Eventually the ride ended, and i was the first to run off. My body felt like jelly, my knuckles were sore from holding on so tight and i had no voice from screaming so much. My friends were talking about how fun that was and i felt like punching them in the face as it was anything but fun.

The rest of the night I walked around, tricked a young ice cream girl into accepting my $50, and reminisced about the time that i almost died.

I have never, in the history of my life, had baked beans beforoe. I dont know why, maybe its because the gross picture on the can just grosses me out. Like come on? how could that be appetising?

a pile of mush

Anyway, so this morning i cleverly defied mum’s exercise scheme (i had a head ache, hehe) and went down to make breakfast, only to find there was literally nothing in our cupboard. NOTHING! no ever nutella! NOT EVEN NUTELLA! i was standing in our large, emty pantry for literally like 5 minutes contemlating on what i should eat to fuel my day. Finally i decided on the gross looking can a baked beans.

Belive you me. I was very doubt pile as a pile of red,  gross smelling sauce with a gel like consistency ploped out on my plate. I heated it up in the microwave and had it ontop on toast.

I took the first bite, and was in love. IT WAS YUMM! i was so surprised at the yummness.

the moral of this story is looks can be deciving. Even if something looks like a gross pile of mush it still might be extremely nice. you dont know untill u try…

(p.s you can tell im running out of things to say when i start talking about baked beans)

Have i happened to mention how much i hate school???? yeh im pretty sure i have, but just to clarify tthat I HATTEEEE SCHOOOOLLLLL!!! It sooo boring. there are many aspects to school to which i hate. These include…
1. CHEMISTRY arhgggg x 1000000
2. ENGLISH arhgggg
3. BIOLOGY
4. having to get up at 6AM!!!! (ok well it hasnt aways been this time, but recently my mum has been going through i health kick and every morning comes into my room, throws my covers off, turns my light on and throws my giant fitness ball at me and makes me exercise)
4. the trillions of assignments/exams/homework that i get
5. the fact that everything is so hard and confusing
…. ok i could go into much more detail but i am an extremley considerate person and its highly likey u dont want to hear my life story

Anyway on to my reason for this outburst…
Well today i school i sooooo tired. Like literally i could barely keep my open through maths. My stupid teacher kept asking me questions in which i would just reply “huh?” he got rather frustrated me coz i couldnt seem to get the concept of ratios down.
Anyway and then I had Bio. We had to watch some gay movie about cells or something. actually i dont know, the only thing i remember was the acting was really bad. I was rather bored go i just put my head on the desk and closed my eyes and the next thing i knew was a thousand people was calling my name in the distance. I FELL ASLEEP!!! i opened my eyes feeling rather rather confused and found that every set of eyes was facing my direction and laughing. Immediately i felt my face go red. It was rather embarrassing. I was apparently asleep for the entire movie and woke up just before the bell went.
why do things like this always happen to me??? why???

Anyway im having an early one tonight. Yayyy! i love my sleep!

wow last week i had like the most craziest week ever!

Ok well it started out with five assessment tasks/exams. FIVE ASSESSMENT TASKS/TESTS!!!! how could the mean, mean teachers do that to us? HOW??

My first one was a chemistry prac exam, which was the hardest thing that i have ever done in the history of my life. i literally felt like crying. I had to separate a mixture of iron and some other crap, and my end result was a rusty magnet stuck to a piece of paper. my teacher was actually laughing. HE WAS LAUGHING!!! grrrr!

My next exam was an english one. We had to write a creative story about an imaginative journey. Im pretty sure there was about 10000 pieces of scrunched up paper on my desk from restarting soo many times. I ended up having 15 mins to write a story, which is how i ended up writing the most crapest piece of crap in my life. uhhh im pretty much 100% sure i failed

I then had 3 other test type things, all in which were not too bad, but verrry stressfull

anyway enough about school.

On saturday i had a dress up party that i had to go to. Me and my friend stupiditallly left it till friday afternoon to find i constume to wear. We went to the shops with every intention to find a costume for an angel. We left with a short checkered skirt, fish net stockings, a tight white tee, black stilletoes and a beret. We were french sisters!  Ok so it wasnt an angel costume. Maybe the opposite of an angel costume, but we looked good! the negative part of it was that i spent like $150 on this stupid party! thats including the costume, the present and the choc chip muffin that i bought while looking for something to wear to the party.

The party ended up being ok except there was no dancing, and most of the people there i have never spoken too in my life. Actually i was pretty much ignored the entire night, except when people thought it would be funny to steal my beret, which actually was not funny at all.

Jess and I looking totally hot as french sisters

OHHH MYYYY GODDDDD

I can never face the world again
Never Go Outside
Never speak to anyone in person
Never

I JUST GOT THE WORST HAIR CUT IN TH HISORY OF MY LIFEEE!
Its horrible. All i wanted was something different. A new look. Oh well i got that indeed.
I went with very intention to get a trim, colour and just for something different a fringe

I came out with a mane of hair, with random chunks of red and a random peice of curl cutting across my face. WAT THE HELL! How can it be fixed?I am getting it fixed first thing tomorrow, even if it means missing out on chem in the morning (yay!)

Uhhh today i had a bit of an accident…

Except this picture isnt totally correct. I kinda fell UP the stairs…

Ok heres the story. I was at school, and was walking to my next class. For some reason i was ahead of all these people who were also walking to their next class. Im not really sure what i was thinking but im sure it was something along the lines of  “school sucks”.
Anyway so my mind was pre occupied so i wasn’t really thinking of where i was going. Next thing i reaslised i was in the middle of walking up the stairs to the science labs, my foot stumbled across the poorly placed stair, i fell forward, smacked my head on the stairs above and grazed my knee. Im pretty sure my school skirt went up too. People were snickering at my special ability to fall up stairs, Or maybe it was at my gross blue undies that have the picture of Cookie Monster at the back??? whatever it was i was rather embarrassed.

I now have a massive lump on my head, and my knee is all red and gross. GRRRR!

On Saturday night i went to my first high school party ever. It was krazeee! but really fun.
It was a sweet 16th and all of my friends and I were very scared that trouble was going to go down. The birthday girl was veryy silly (silly hehe). she posted the party and her address on BEBO. ON BEBO!!!!
How stupid! we expected all these scary people to turn up and that there was a possible chance that we may die, but thankfully that did not happen. People got verrrry drunk tho. The parents supplied alcohol (stupid!) i didnt drink because i am i good girl, but i think i was the only good girl there. hehe.

omg omg omg omg guess wat??? I DANCED! for like the first time in my life i danced. I probably looked like the biggest idiot every. Actually scrap that i think that my friend looked like the biggest idiot ever…

*face had been changed for privacy purposes

Lol he was my entertainment for the night. I think he was poledancing for a whole 10 minutes, and the dancing around like an idiot for like 3 hours. I dont think he was aware of anyone around him. well thats what 3 smirnoffs and 3 cruises will do to you.
Yes i am definatly NEVER drinking. haha i say that now but i no thats not going to happen!

Anyway im not dead, so it turned out to be a really fun night.

Gosh this morning i smelt the worst thing that i have ever smelt in the history of my life. Think of the worst smell that you have ever smelt and times it by 10000. Yeh its gross and it was comming from my school bag.  For the past couple of days when ever im on the computer all i could smell was this gross smell that i couldnt put my finger on as to what it was. and this morning i found out what it was

I got my bag, which is in the cupboard across the room from my computer by the way, and imediatly i gagged. I was too scared to look and see what discustion things i would find growing in my bag. I went and woke my mum up so that she could keen it and uh i dont think she was very happy. She made me clean it (bleh)

I reluctently  looked only to find a very white furry piece of fruit and a mashed up mouldy tuna sandwich. ewwwww. I think i vomited in my mouth like 3 times.

I didnt take that bag to school today and it is currently in my bin