rave's 21st

fk im sick as. im coughing, my nose is running, my joints hurt, my eyes are dry, i feel weak *swoons* i think i will interperse this post with sound effects of my illness as they *sniffle sniffle* happen. hehe... hope y'all get infected.

what do u call an inverted snort? im serious *sniffle sniffle* i want to noe. it's louder than a sniffle. more harsh n painful sounding... hrm.. too mcuh info?? SNURKLE?? sounds abt right.

*cough cough* *sniffle* *sigh* went out fri nite afta wrk, to heat again with jean *cough cough sniffle sniffle SNORK* yola n kwun n nelly coz jean's fren was the dj? or fren of her fren... anyway. im afraid it wasnt very good, more of the *doof DOOF DOOFDOOFDOOF!!* type that u need medication to help get u in the mood. n im not tokking viagra. *snuffles* *sniff* *SNIFF!* so me, jean and the boys went to mustang instead. man, last time i was at mustang it was with caz and um, some guys from the deen.. but it was awesum! however that could be cos i was also extremely pissed. newayz mustang full of derros. then we all went home.. tho.. jean got a rose from vinceeent heheheh... hmm, who got it from a random guy outside mustang... o_O oh yeah!!

the nite afta was RAVE'S 21ST bday partaaay! rave's bday, however, was in january. hehehe but like i always say, better later than never eh? n she looked haawt! not that shes doesnt alwayz look beautiful but its hard to get excited abt cargo pants or boardies n a tshirt. but that nite she had on a skirt!! OMGWTF?! was my reaction. hehe good stuff. i wished i bought my camera. got a tad tipsy on champers! woohoo! but dint want to make a complete fool of myself in front of rave's parents, or the high skool ppl or rave's med frens... so i diluted it with punch.. wooo hooo!! naw, it was a gud party. bet shes glad its over tho ahahahha. the lil stresspot. i think sash calculated it as 7 or 8 years we've all known each other. thats a bloody long time eh!

hehehe my dad's laughing at the tv ad with the 4WD pulling abt 5 trailers behind it.. ^_^

then off to methoes with my cuzes .. cousins. by that time the champers induced high was gone n i was fkn tired coz i'd had abt 2 hrs zzzz. it was shit. the music was incredibly terrible. had abt 5 drinks in the first hr n thot id slow down coz i dint wna yack. but come 4am i was still sober, pissed off n yawning. discovered a new drink tho!! alysse's fren ricky got it for me its called the red devil: half bacardi 151, half cointreau, n grenadine. pretty pretty i like i like! does shit all but soo pretty. n there was another red shot that was half tequila, half.. something else, grenadine n a dash of milk. looked like a tiny lava lamp n was also awesum. sigh. but waste of my time n money.. tho, wouldntve missed it for the world. i wouldnt be able to face myself in the morning if i didnt go, the not noeing what could happen is annoying.

OMG! OMG!! this is for all the islanders. gess who i saw?! i'll do a gnat n give clues, 'a girl we all hate' n 'her name rhymes with cock' i guess im not so discreet eh. the lil toerag was with a boy but i was too disgusted to rmb to hav a look n see if it really was teh 'boy who cried alot'. n when she saw me looking she gave me this look n kinda draped herslef all over said boy. wasted again i see. i was expecting her to wear something equally cringe worthy (last i saw her she was in a, wait for it, tacky lil denim cowboy outfit O.0 yeehaw bitch) but it was nothing special. sigh.

anyhoo. wat goes around comes around n now im being punished for my bad thoughts. (no offense cock, ive got nothing against u, its jsut an awful habit). result being, waking up this morning sick as.

psst.. hey lady, wana mek sum money?

so in the space of a week ive bin hit with, not one, but TWO whole money making schemes. whadda the chances eh. all very plausible n backed up by ppl i know who arent (complete *cough*) idiots but zomg. i jsut CBF! just. c.b.f. this week has been filled with unpleasant coincidences. well. ok. not wholly unpleasant. just. i can. do without it. y'noe.

sigh.

so. ive jsut came bak frm a meeting with a rep from one of above mentioned scheme, kindly referred to by my very good friend paul. (grrr!) i swear, if i hear im a 'very ambitious girl and i know u want to make some money' one more time!!!! so ppl. if u ever want to make money buying neccessities like toilet paper n such, n make money from it.. let me noe.

nehoo. i'll leave u with 'if it's too good to be true..." u noe the rest.

PS

ps. i saw terry last nite. n mart.

i'd gone out for tea n prawns with shiz n yeh, they were sitting at the same table, same chair, just diff times.

night of the ex bf. very spooky indeed.

armin comin round tha mountain..

im so shit at comforting ppl, i dont noe the right words to say, or when to pat their heads or squeeze their bums...(".) strictly to reassure of course. but honestly, if ur sad wat do u want me to say??? evrythings gonna be alrite? its not the end of the world? ur one in a million n thats wat makes u special? (hmm or something to that effect) argh. i wish there was some sort of short term course, Comforting 101: What to Say and When, coming to a tafe near you.

n while im at it. i suck at bs. absolutely dismal. jsut like the weather today. watched thank u for smoking n i can onli rock back n marvel. i too yearn for glibness of the tongue, the wonderous ability to turn whole convos around, to make shit look edible. its things like this that make me look up to shiz... bwahuahauahua! u keep ur dreams n i'll keep mines ok.

newayz. got my passport fotos done last wk. (-_-) that be the rite expression me thinks. ehhhhhh... so. im looking at the camera.. but.. im looking UP. so my chin disappears into my face n i look like a box. wats more, i look so retarded coz my eyes are crossed. AAARGH! worse foto EVER!!! not to mention, id a breakout something horrid n of course i picked at them... FOuR LAYERS of foundation. WORSE FOTO EVER!! if i figure out how to do it, i might put the foto up for all to laugh at. or. not.

in other news. ARMIN VAN BUUREN coming to austraaaaalia!! i wont be here wen he hits perth but i will in SYDNEEEEEEY!!! WOOOOOOOOOOOOOHOOOOOOOO!!! YEEEEEEEHOOOOO!!! MAUAHAUAHAUAHAUAHAUAAHAUA!!

cool. i get to change font sizes... heh..heh..heh...

venting!

AAAARRGH! im so BOOOOORED!

had wrk tday but it was onli for 2 hr. mm menu tasting. easy wrk if u can get it eh.

den signed off quick b4 abhi changed his mind. n went off to see skot who'd called me earlier n left me with 'did i mention i wrote off the family car?' arrgh. i heart teasers. i heart teasing. i love to play! but no love for playas. well. sometimes. cos they fun to tease. the onli good thing to come out of skot fishtailing around a roundabt n getting stopped by a power pole is that he cant ever call me a lousy driver anymore. ok.. that, and he wont ever drink n drive agen. n that he and his frens werent hurt. n dat he dint hit another car. n that insurance covered evrything coz he didnt blow over. yeh. take that mr rally driver. im happy ur ok skot. it would piss me off something chronic if anything worse happened. tho i wouldnt mind if u had a sort of.. temporary whiplash.. or minor concussion..very minor.. jsut as a, u noe, lesson... hmm... hehhehheh...

so. bubble party at heat last wkend. n i was angry!!! AAAANGRY! i HATE driving places i've never been b4. absolutely hate it. n i dun like to look at the map either.. theyre no use to me cos i hav the memory of diddly squat n cant rmb more than one turn. at least i noe whre bloody metros is, even if i dont noe how to get there the short way. not to mention, WHAT BUBBLES?! WHRE ART THOU, OH BUBBLES?? got jipped. i wasnt planning on going clubbing, much less, raving but id finished wrk early, abt 1.30am n thot i'd pop over n say hi to yoli (yola+oli) jean shieve n kwan, grab a bubble tea or something equally bubbly, n head off home. this, however, was not meant to be. afta abt an hr of mishaps,

(me having walked from james st, peering down a deserted roe st)
kwan: walking? why are u walking? i'd drive if i were u.
me: WHAAAAAT?!! I THOUGHT U SED IT WAS CLOSE!!'
(cue: kimmye to snarl)

so afta such an eventful start it wasnt worth it not to go in.. riite? so in i went, i wont stay long i told myself. dressed in skinny jeans (thats rite! PANTS! ACK!) n singlet top, thongs, glasses n no makeup. can u imagine?! das craaazy. luckily no one noticed amongst the furry leg warmers, glo stx n diluted pupils. *snickers to self* so i get there and evryones fkd off their tits (it was the jagerbombs says yola), stumbling n yacking evrywhre. it was great! ahahaha i mean it. it was funny as fk. then shieve left n i thot, i wont stay much longer. then kwan got kicked out, taking me with her cos she'd passed out on my shoulder, n as her very hot fren picked her up, i thot i'll jsut go in n tell the others im goin hm. then yoli left coz yola yacked, n i thot rite, goin now. then i looked around n saw it was jsut me n jean. n jean was WASTED! (rofl!! if i hear "i SHIT u not!!" one more time..) n driving. with wrk at 9am. so we partied til 5am n evryone had left, n she could walk in a straight line. i hav to admit. it was one of my better sober nites. phew. but wat a nite.

in other news. ive taken up biting my nails again!! NOOOOOOOOOOO!! it happened last nite and now 80% of my nails is looking decidedly disgusting. id bin on the straight n narrow for a whole year n a bit, id thot id kicked it, but i gess a habit spanning more than a decade of my life is harder to beat than i thot. tho. i hav to admit i didnt realise how mcuh i missed it; it relaxes me like nothing else, my mind jsut empties and its awesum. n then. the world rushes back in as soon as i take my fingers out of my mouth. for this reason i will never take up smoking. *knocks on wood*

sigh.

hey hey heeey~!! lookie here!!

WOW! this is aWESUM!! i get to pick my own FONT?!! this is a very very auspicious start methinks! trebuchet? verdana? webdings?! ehehehe i thot it was gonna be jsut made out of symbols. now that. would be kool. kool with a 'k'. so now wat? this is so much fun. I CHOOSE YOOOOU... GEOOORGIA!!! *cue cymbals* bah bah bah baaam!

zomg! its a sat nite n im at home choo-choo-choosing fonts. *cramps* oh yeh. thats why.