such as bipolar.
seriously how does one person have so many mood swings. one day im like, oh yay im so happy and the next im like, fuck the world. fuuuccckkk thhhee wooorrrlllddd.
seriously. why dont boys like me?
Tuesday, November 10, 2009
Friday, November 6, 2009
Thursday, November 5, 2009
You Know What?
The good thing about me liking this new boy is that im completely over the douchbag one!
:)
:)
Wednesday, November 4, 2009
Dear Boy
Dear Boy That Has Caught My Attention,
This is what is making me interested in you right now:
This is what is making me interested in you right now:
- that time last year that you pretended to be my boyfriend when those 2 guys were trying to force me to go home with them.
its one of my favourite moments of my entire life. i actually could have married you right there and then for that.
for the readers out there (luke) let me tell you the story! because i like it...
so im out at the whitebull and these 2 guys wont leave me alone, following me everywhere, saying the know me because im "Bennies Little Sister" and my name is "michelle" (what the fuck? atleast learn my name before harrassing me. So towards the end of the night im avoiding the 2 guys (who, just for the record, were really really old) and im outside having a mad chat to "Boy" and then the bar closes so everyone has to leave. but unfortunately it is a rainy type of night so there are heaps of people on the street waiting for taxis. All my friends seem to have abandoned me (which seems to happen quite a bit..) and im all alone when all of a sudden the 2 creepy old men are back. and they are like, so you're going to come home with us tonight arent you? and im like, um, no im not.. and they are like, we dont hear the word no. and they have me like, PRESSED to the wall and i could not get away from them they had me cornered. so then i do the trusty old "i have a boyfriend" trick, which im beginning to notice does not work as well as you would think/hope. i mean, if i was a girl and trying to pick up a guy and he has been saying no all night and then he says "i have a girlfriend" i would back the fuck off. just saying.
anyway, i say "no i cant go home with you. i dont want to and.. i have a boyfriend" and the 2 guys are like, no you dont.. and im like, uh, yeh! i do! and they are like, why havent we seen you with him all night then? if hes not here, it doesnt count.. (what the fuck? it still counts, you fuckers) and then "boy" walks out of the bar. And boy had been pretty friendly to me all night and told his friend who was trying to sleaze on me for part of the night to fuck off. and he had my arm around me at one point. so i look at boy and im like, "well, your wrong. theres my boyfriend, "boy" thats my boyfriend". and i guess "boy" saw the desperation in my eyes because he was by my side in a flash and had his arm around me and was like, "hey babe, i was just looking for you. ready to go?" and im like, practically ontop of him because im so gratefull and also because im so shocked about how quickly he caught on to what i was doing, because im guessing most guys would be like "what? boyfriend? me?" while your raising your eyebrows at them like, JUST PLAY ALONG! and FINALLY they catch on and go "oh yeh. hey.. girlfriend" (no offense any boys reading this, but your pretty dumb sometimes). and then "boy" is leading me away with a casual "see ya later fellas" to the creepers who were possibly about to rape me.
YOU MIGHT THINK THE STORY IS OVER but its not. so then we walk to the servo with me being like, "oh my god thankyou so much those guys were such creepers" and him being like, "yeh no problem" and then im about to walk home and the 2 creepers are back and the are like, we know your faking. where'd your fake boyfriend go? and im all like, "im not faking" but then "boy" is not with me he is doing something with his friends. so im back to square one. and im like, no i definately have a boyfriend... "boy" come back. these guys dont believe me! and boy is by my side and is hugging me and is like, whats not to beleive. we love each other.
it was amazing. its probably one of the sweetest things a guy has done for me ever. - You are a pretty good kisser. Just putting it out there..
for the readers (luke) there is no way that i didnt kiss him after he did that.. - That time that i ended up sleeping over, it was pretty cool how you hugged me all night. most guys just roll over and go to sleep.
for the record, readers (luke) i did NOT have sex with him. we just made out in bed til we fell asleep. again i state, after the fake boyfriend thing, there is no way i didnt makeout with him. single sweetest thing a guy has done for me ever, remember?
and, when i say most guys, im basing that on F, S, and M. and that guy i went home with when i was out with nicky but ALSO didnt sleep with. - Because you said you liked my voice. no one says that. how you said "your voice is so little. it sounds kinda vulnerable so you just want to protect it.. but at the same time its like, massively appealing.. not that im into kiddies"
anyway, thats prob the moment i decided i wanted to date you. - Because you say im hot. alot. and im pretty into getting my ego stroked. its a good way to get into my heart.
- I'm not sure about this, but im pretty sure you asked me out on a date.. 5 months in advance. which is cute.
- You're pretty attractive. yeh. im that shallow.
- You're taller than me. not that its hard. but im just not interested if you are shorter than me. AND you have nice hugging arms. and i like that your arms fit all the way around me. i like that in a guy.
- You're trying to convince me to stay in Armidale. even tho its not going to happen.
Yeh. so keep up the good work. in 5 months we can do stuff.
Love
Ann-Marie.
Monday, November 2, 2009
What Happened This Halloween.
Dear Readers,
As you know, i am living in the country of America, which aside from having insanely fatty food is also known for celebrating Halloween for real. as in everyone puts up decorations and carves pumkins and goes trick or treating. not just celebrating it like, a few slutty girls get to go out in thier underwear while they go drinking, while everyone else gets halfassed costumes and gets massively drunk... however, that kind of happens in America too.
I was a bit worried about my halloween evening because the girls were not so into letting me in on the plans of the evening and i was not sure who i was welcome to go with. until the germans welcomed me with open arms. and gave me free vodka. they say it like, "wodka" which makes me laugh. i love accents. (they probably think its weird that i say it vodka and not wodka).
so starting off, i had bought a costume from a shop in nyc online and just had to go in to pick it up. so on saturday i checked my emails so i could print off the receipt and the address and got an email saying "oh we are SO SORRY but we accidently sold your costume". well not that exact statement. but you get the picture.
WHAT THE FUCK!! so its HALLOWEEN and i no longer have a costume. so then i had to run around like a fiend to pull together a semi-acceptable look.
to cut a long story short, i went as little red riding hood, and i thought i looked quite cute.
Then i went trick or treating with the kids and then i wandered around new york city.
Something QUITE unexpected has happened.
As you know, i am living in the country of America, which aside from having insanely fatty food is also known for celebrating Halloween for real. as in everyone puts up decorations and carves pumkins and goes trick or treating. not just celebrating it like, a few slutty girls get to go out in thier underwear while they go drinking, while everyone else gets halfassed costumes and gets massively drunk... however, that kind of happens in America too.
I was a bit worried about my halloween evening because the girls were not so into letting me in on the plans of the evening and i was not sure who i was welcome to go with. until the germans welcomed me with open arms. and gave me free vodka. they say it like, "wodka" which makes me laugh. i love accents. (they probably think its weird that i say it vodka and not wodka).
so starting off, i had bought a costume from a shop in nyc online and just had to go in to pick it up. so on saturday i checked my emails so i could print off the receipt and the address and got an email saying "oh we are SO SORRY but we accidently sold your costume". well not that exact statement. but you get the picture.
WHAT THE FUCK!! so its HALLOWEEN and i no longer have a costume. so then i had to run around like a fiend to pull together a semi-acceptable look.
to cut a long story short, i went as little red riding hood, and i thought i looked quite cute.
Then i went trick or treating with the kids and then i wandered around new york city.
Something QUITE unexpected has happened.
Tuesday, October 27, 2009
Noone can explain my mind.
Dear Faithful Readers!
While im not usually the sort of person to carry on the same train of thought long enough to make a series out of it, one thing im beginning to notice about myself is im obsessed with pretty people. another thing i've realised is that when i get obsessed about something, i REALLY get into being obsessed with it.
this makes me a few things.
A filthy perve
Superficial
rather obsessive
a borderline sociopath.
the whole sociopath thing is a completely different train of thought (see what i mean about carrying on a train of thought? its virtually impossible for me. i get to distracted)
anyway. so i've decided to make a small subseries within my blog dedicated to the prettier people in life, and what makes a person attractive and so on and so forth. i consider myself to be an expert on the thing because not only am i the things listed above, but im also judgemental which is a lethal combinations of things to be.
actually, combined they kind of just make me a mega bitch. whatever.
ALSO i think it is important to note that i can usually not think of the one thing for an extended period of time, so my little subseries is just going to be at the end of some of my blogs.
AND im calling it a subseries because it cant be a series because I am the topic of these blogs.
or maybe subseries just sounds better to my mind.
either way, im going to leave you with the first musing on pretty people, because i am hungry and i also have the lexus to drive around today and i feel i should take advantage of that.
love
Ann-Marie
Pretty People 1
I'm beginning to notice that "sexy" girls always seem to have long, wavy hair.
yet another reason to grow my hair out.
While im not usually the sort of person to carry on the same train of thought long enough to make a series out of it, one thing im beginning to notice about myself is im obsessed with pretty people. another thing i've realised is that when i get obsessed about something, i REALLY get into being obsessed with it.
this makes me a few things.
A filthy perve
Superficial
rather obsessive
a borderline sociopath.
the whole sociopath thing is a completely different train of thought (see what i mean about carrying on a train of thought? its virtually impossible for me. i get to distracted)
anyway. so i've decided to make a small subseries within my blog dedicated to the prettier people in life, and what makes a person attractive and so on and so forth. i consider myself to be an expert on the thing because not only am i the things listed above, but im also judgemental which is a lethal combinations of things to be.
actually, combined they kind of just make me a mega bitch. whatever.
ALSO i think it is important to note that i can usually not think of the one thing for an extended period of time, so my little subseries is just going to be at the end of some of my blogs.
AND im calling it a subseries because it cant be a series because I am the topic of these blogs.
or maybe subseries just sounds better to my mind.
either way, im going to leave you with the first musing on pretty people, because i am hungry and i also have the lexus to drive around today and i feel i should take advantage of that.
love
Ann-Marie
Pretty People 1
I'm beginning to notice that "sexy" girls always seem to have long, wavy hair.
yet another reason to grow my hair out.
ahem
Dear Luke,
I was beginning to feel offended that you hadnt replied via your blog about my apology blog. but then i realised i had somehow managed to change the settings.
i dont even realise what i do sometimes. i blame it on lack of sleep.
however, if must have been an exciting day for you when you realised you had all this catching up to do. i know that i would like to get to read all my hilarious thoughts had i not thought them. re-reading them, while it is entertaining, is not as good the second time around. its like watching a family guy episode you've seen a couple of times: its still funny but not AS funny as the first time you saw it.
anyway, i hope you enjoyed it.
Love
Ann-Marie
I was beginning to feel offended that you hadnt replied via your blog about my apology blog. but then i realised i had somehow managed to change the settings.
i dont even realise what i do sometimes. i blame it on lack of sleep.
however, if must have been an exciting day for you when you realised you had all this catching up to do. i know that i would like to get to read all my hilarious thoughts had i not thought them. re-reading them, while it is entertaining, is not as good the second time around. its like watching a family guy episode you've seen a couple of times: its still funny but not AS funny as the first time you saw it.
anyway, i hope you enjoyed it.
Love
Ann-Marie
Monday, October 26, 2009
so im pretty sure my laptop is actually retarded
Dear Faithful Readers,
i have lately become a bit slack with the blogging, but you will survive as i am not overly interesting anyway. BUT since i know you love to laugh at my thoughts because i really am quite funny, i thought i'd write about a few things that have popped into my head tonight whilst im lying in bed lacking sleep because of the time distance. it feels like 10pm to me but its 1am. awkward. anyway. enjoy.
Love Ann-Marie
My Laptop
i am becoming increasingly annoyed with my laptop. just now, something happened and suddenly there were 68 windows opened on the SAME webpage (which happened to be my blog. i felt a bit narcissistic)
why? why does it have to frustrate me so?
the other thing that annoys me is that the screen does not work properly. i dont know why. all i know is that you have to have the laptop opened to awkward angles to make it work. and it loses its temper when you try to move it and then wont work unless you have it practically closed. it makes it quite difficult to use and kind of makes me want to throw it off a cliff.
i nearly did. i was trying to use it in the car and it wasnt working and we were driving near a cliff and the window was open and i thought, why not? but then i realised i dont think my parents would find that acceptable and probably wouldnt buy me a new one, and i dont think that situation would validate using my travellers insurance.
anyway.
My Tummy Feels Funny (that kinda rhymes).
i am a bit nervous because i arrived home from my holiday and discovered under my bed was clean and that was definitely not how i left it. i am trying to work out if the cleaning lady did it because she wanted to or if sharon saw it and told her to do it or if the cleaning lady did it and then told sharon about it. i just dont know. but it makes me nervous to my very core. i am going to be extra careful with work for the next few weeks till im sure that all is forgotten.
General Life Musings (its a long one)
have you ever looked at your life and realised that its actually just all a bit.. pointless.. i feel like, sometimes, life would not be much different if i had never existed. its not like it makes me want to kill myself because that would change things since you know, my parents would have to fork over a massive amount of money to get my corpse home, and they'd probably throw me a mad funeral since apparently they love me a bit. but it would make life difficult for them.
not to mention the whole "i wouldnt be alive anymore" thing. i quite enjoy being alive for the most part.
the point is this: there are several things i wish that i had done differently in my life.. some things that i'd change if i got to live my life all over again, but knowing what the future would be. so i thought i'd list some of them for you.
- so, i probably wouldnt have told my parents that the neighbor cut my hair when it was actually me. its not that i feel bad about the amount of trouble she got in (well not overly bad) because the girl was quite frankly the devil in a 8year olds body, but its mainly just annoying how, to this day, the incident is still bought up.
- i would make my mum take ringo to the vet sooner, since the thing on his nose turned out to be cancer and it ultimately gave him quite a slow and most likely painful death. OR if i couldnt convince the woman, it may have been nicer of me to put the poor thing down, since it cant have been fun in the later part of his life. i always feel a bit guilty when i think about how cruel it was to keep that cat alive because i was too selfish to say goodbye. thinking about that makes me cry (so yes, i am crying right now)
- i would have been a bit nicer to emily obrien in primary school. it just wasnt nice of me and gave her more ammunition against me when she decided she wanted me dead when we were 16. maybe she wouldnt have disliked me so much if i had of not been so sneakily mean to her in year 4. who knows? either way. but whatever. i also feel like if someone CLEARLY doesnt like you there is no point trying to be their friend. especially if its a whole group of people. its just annoying.
- i would have been nicer to sam gill when he got his friends to ask me out in year 6... ie i would probably let him know nicely that i was not so into him instead of just pretending he didnt exist for the rest of year 6.
- i would practise the violin properly so that i could say NOW that i was actually good at violin. instead of telling people "oh yeah, i took violin lessons for 13 years.. am i good? no not really. infact im pretty shit"
- ditto piano.
- i would have flat out refused to be in the armidale youth orchestra. i do not think that anything good came out of that. i certainly cant think of anything now
- i also would not have tried out for that fancy choir i got into but ultimately hated because all my friends quit but i wasnt allowed to since i practically signed my soul over to my mum in order to audition and then ended up being the youngest person there. by 4 years. which isnt fun when you are 10. you have nothing in common with 14 year olds.
- i would insist on doing the cultural exchange thing when i was 16 like i wanted to. because to this day its what i wished id done. probably will be forever.
- i would practise being super neat and organised from a young age so that i am not so sloppy when i grow up. being messy and unorganised is something i hate the most about myself.
- i would leave my brother and his friends alone so that i am never referred to as the annoying little sister. i also would not attempt to play football with him so there would be 2 situations. 1. i would have a normal nose OR 2. my nose would be weird but i wouldnt secretly blame my brother.
- i would not hook up with that guy. nothing came out of it. atleast with f i grew up a bit and with s i had a proper relationship. but m was just pointless and caused me too much stress. i wouldnt do it again.
- i would have kissed that guy i liked in year 10 instead of being too chicken. imagine where my life would be if i'd done that. well, it would be different. probably.
- i would have not been so nice in the whole jasmine situation and left my group of friends. it is kinda sucky not having a group of friends from high school that im still friends with. plus it made me look like a friendless loser instead of just looking nice. ALSO i would have smacked that bitch down instead of taking the "high road". it got me nowhere. i still come out looking like a bitch in this situation so it would have been nice if i could just have told her off for real and gotten it over with.
- i would have worked out more so that when i got boobs i would have been mega hot instead of just looking really fat. i also would have worn more appropriate clothes (ie clothes that fit) when i first got them instead of looking like a mad huss. i also would have shown them off a bit more in high school since apparently people just thought i was mega fat (but really? i mean are you retarded? what, just my upperbody is fat, not my legs, arms or face? i mean, come on)
- i would have made sure that jane the lesbian cat was inside with me every night that both cars were out so that she wasnt accidentally run over. i also would have been nicer to her, since she was quite a good cat.
there are more but i cant be bothered. but then i think, some of those things would have changed life forever for me. i mean, if ringo hadnt have died we probs wouldnt have gotten jane the lesbian cat because ringo would have still been there. and if id gone to america when i was 16 for a year would i have come back to be a nanny? and then i would never have met the lovely family im with now. and i wouldnt have gone on culture to culture so i would have never been friends with ashryn or amelia. and i dont know if i would have been friends with my darling naisy because c2c was where we reconnected as BFF(best friends forever!!!!!) (ha ha ha im so lame).there are other things that i say i would change that i didnt include that have similar circumstances. so while i regret many a thing, maybe its for the best. EXCEPT FOR THE ORGANISED ONE THAT ONE I DEFINITELY WOULD CHANGE!!! im trying to change it now.
well! im going to sleep now. i have a big day of sucking up to do.
Wednesday, October 14, 2009
so..
so i've been a bit depressed lately and its about a boy back home.
BUT ITS NOT THE ONE YOU THINK!
i wonder what this new development in my life means?
more laters.
BUT ITS NOT THE ONE YOU THINK!
i wonder what this new development in my life means?
more laters.
Thursday, September 24, 2009
Why?
I recently was sent a photo of myself from my birthday last year, which was very kind and thoughtfull of you luke, as i usually enjoy looking at myself, being the narsistic person that i am.
however, this particular photo was taken from behind, and i am just putting this question out there, why did no one tell me how unbelievably fat i was?
however, this particular photo was taken from behind, and i am just putting this question out there, why did no one tell me how unbelievably fat i was?
Wednesday, September 16, 2009
Sorry.
I dont want to sound like a major downer, but i actually kind of hate life today.
i've accomplished nothing and im never going to accomplish anything because im lazy. i make all these plans but none of them will ever turn out. i keep saying im going to go to uni, but i barely made it through highschool once i got sick of it.
the problem with me is i get sick of things and i get bored so i stop trying.
so i can pretty much see my life turning out to be me marrying some guy just because its the right thing to do and becoming an alcoholic and getting bored and getting sick of life and then killing myself.
im already bored and im already sick of life, so all i have to do is develop a drinking habit/problem and get married and i can be done.
getting married wont be so easy...
i've accomplished nothing and im never going to accomplish anything because im lazy. i make all these plans but none of them will ever turn out. i keep saying im going to go to uni, but i barely made it through highschool once i got sick of it.
the problem with me is i get sick of things and i get bored so i stop trying.
so i can pretty much see my life turning out to be me marrying some guy just because its the right thing to do and becoming an alcoholic and getting bored and getting sick of life and then killing myself.
im already bored and im already sick of life, so all i have to do is develop a drinking habit/problem and get married and i can be done.
getting married wont be so easy...
Friday, September 11, 2009
HOORAY!!
i discovered today that nosejobs really only cost a max. of $7000 most places.
im going to start saving as soon as i get back to australia. i'll just get a nose job instead of going to the olympics in 2012!
im going to start saving as soon as i get back to australia. i'll just get a nose job instead of going to the olympics in 2012!
Thursday, September 10, 2009
Life and other things.
It kind of annoys me when people untag photos of themselves on facebook because they dont look very attractive.
i mean, whats the point? people know what you look like... i know this girl who will only leave "attractive" photos of themselves up, and i feel like, you know what? people know you dont look that good all the time.. i notice this because she untags alot of pictures of herself that I have put up. and i dont think the photos are really that bad. i guess maybe its an image thing?
it makes me think - how far are people willing to go to maintain their image. its a question i cant really answer because i dont, as such, have an "image" really. or do i? if i do, dear readers, let me know.
example: i have a friend whos fairly well known as being a ditzy blonde bimbo. and when i speak about her, i usually say something like, man shes so hot, but shes dumb. then i think, maybe its an act? (but it probably isnt in her case) BUT i do think she tends to act up her dumbness a bit, because thats her image.
she also appears to be trying to sex up her image. it doesnt work. i see through the lies.
she is hot tho.
there actually is something else on my mind today. so while it is completely different to this other discussion, i will type it out anyway.
i recently published (and later deleted) a not so nice post directed at someone who responded in his blog with actually a much more polite response which makes me a bit ashamed at my behaviour. but it should be noted that i was ashamed quickly after i posted it BECAUSE i did delete that motherfucker pretty fast.
so sorry.
i do maintain that you shouldnt complain about what other people blog about tho.
but i respect your opinion (if you read this)
and now i would like to take a moment to reply to his comments on my blog. (its like a blogging conversation... you better reply to this so that we can continue the trend) (you know who you are)
In regards to the fact that i live 30 mins away from New York City, and am i waiting for the people to come to me, no, i am not.
reality is this: people here are not so nice, and, i leave in a bit over 6 months so while it would be NICE to meet someone, im probably not going to.
and.
im sorry that my blogs tend to be repetitive. but i tend to blog about whats on my mind and mostly i have a repetitive mind so the things i blog about tend to repeat. over and over.
its harder than you would think to meet new people in this place. most of the guys that i've spoken to have clearly just been trying to get in my pants (because lets face it, im dayam fine) and im not so into becoming a mega hussy and sleeping with all these americans that just want to be able to say to thier friends "i slept with this australian chick". im not really that sort of person.
also, i dont tend to get out that much because i work most weekends.
and when i do go out its with other aupairs who are all girls and although there are some lesbians in the group, i personally do not swing that way.
also. american boys are fairly unattractive (apart from certain celebrities who i WILL marry some day). i dont want to sound shallow but lets face it, i am. i've always been shallow. why pretend im not when i am?
i know that the boy that i tend to blog about is not exactly a looker, but thats an unexplained thing that i will never get.
THE POINT IS THIS:
everyone is different. you dont know what you'd be doing with yourself if you lived 30 mins outside of nyc.. so maybe you should back off complaining about what im doing with myself here. i reserve the right to complain about my life.
That is all.
i mean, whats the point? people know what you look like... i know this girl who will only leave "attractive" photos of themselves up, and i feel like, you know what? people know you dont look that good all the time.. i notice this because she untags alot of pictures of herself that I have put up. and i dont think the photos are really that bad. i guess maybe its an image thing?
it makes me think - how far are people willing to go to maintain their image. its a question i cant really answer because i dont, as such, have an "image" really. or do i? if i do, dear readers, let me know.
example: i have a friend whos fairly well known as being a ditzy blonde bimbo. and when i speak about her, i usually say something like, man shes so hot, but shes dumb. then i think, maybe its an act? (but it probably isnt in her case) BUT i do think she tends to act up her dumbness a bit, because thats her image.
she also appears to be trying to sex up her image. it doesnt work. i see through the lies.
she is hot tho.
there actually is something else on my mind today. so while it is completely different to this other discussion, i will type it out anyway.
i recently published (and later deleted) a not so nice post directed at someone who responded in his blog with actually a much more polite response which makes me a bit ashamed at my behaviour. but it should be noted that i was ashamed quickly after i posted it BECAUSE i did delete that motherfucker pretty fast.
so sorry.
i do maintain that you shouldnt complain about what other people blog about tho.
but i respect your opinion (if you read this)
and now i would like to take a moment to reply to his comments on my blog. (its like a blogging conversation... you better reply to this so that we can continue the trend) (you know who you are)
In regards to the fact that i live 30 mins away from New York City, and am i waiting for the people to come to me, no, i am not.
reality is this: people here are not so nice, and, i leave in a bit over 6 months so while it would be NICE to meet someone, im probably not going to.
and.
im sorry that my blogs tend to be repetitive. but i tend to blog about whats on my mind and mostly i have a repetitive mind so the things i blog about tend to repeat. over and over.
its harder than you would think to meet new people in this place. most of the guys that i've spoken to have clearly just been trying to get in my pants (because lets face it, im dayam fine) and im not so into becoming a mega hussy and sleeping with all these americans that just want to be able to say to thier friends "i slept with this australian chick". im not really that sort of person.
also, i dont tend to get out that much because i work most weekends.
and when i do go out its with other aupairs who are all girls and although there are some lesbians in the group, i personally do not swing that way.
also. american boys are fairly unattractive (apart from certain celebrities who i WILL marry some day). i dont want to sound shallow but lets face it, i am. i've always been shallow. why pretend im not when i am?
i know that the boy that i tend to blog about is not exactly a looker, but thats an unexplained thing that i will never get.
THE POINT IS THIS:
everyone is different. you dont know what you'd be doing with yourself if you lived 30 mins outside of nyc.. so maybe you should back off complaining about what im doing with myself here. i reserve the right to complain about my life.
That is all.
Sunday, August 30, 2009
I'm so proud of myself
i feel like i deserve some sort of congratulations from the world today.
here's why:
i went into the superstop and shop today with the intention of buying myself a packet of sourcream and onion chips and perhaps a packet of Caremel hersheys kisses and instead got distracted by some incredible green grapes and thought, hmm they look good. so i bought them instead.
awww look at me! becoming a little mature adult and buying fruit all by myself.
i'll give you a moment to wipe that little tear of joy that is running down your cheek, because you are so proud of me, away.
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:)
anyway. i have decided that winning lotto when i get home is the only option i have for my future.
i mean, i COULD go to uni or something, but im a bit too lazy and would much rather just become rich instantly than have to go through all that effort.
speaking of, whats up with that? why must uni go for so long? its so tiresome. i thought, maybe i'll go to university when i get back home, but then i realised i couldnt schedual my life around that, so i've decided not to go.
its an ongoing dilemma in my head, really.
its like, i do want to go eventually but im having too much fun (well kind of) not going at the moment and would like to keep doing that. but i dont want to be one of those weird old people in the lectures with all the 18 year olds. i'll have to become a cougar. and we all know how i feel about younger men (ie never ever want to go there)
so i thought to myself, what can i do instead? and thats when i thought of winning lotto. its the perfect solution...
perhaps then i could become a property developer, like, donald trump or something. does he do properties? theres trump towers everywhere, so im guessing yes. so anyway, i'd be like donald trump only you know, female and hotter. and i wouldnt host some dumb reality tv show.
the point isnt exactly what donald trump DOES, more the fact that hes mega rich and didnt have to be some computer whiz to get there (because i kind of suck massivly with computers.. when im rich i'll have to buy a new one every 3 months)
oh check it OUT! i just looked up donald trump on good old wikipedia and it turns out is IS a property developer. well, they say real estate developer but that must mean the same thing.
im starter than i thought.
oh so it turns out you can go to university to study how to do that. interesting. i could see myself being a property developer. plus i look mega attractive in pencil skirts.
i'd rather just win lotto tho..
x
here's why:
i went into the superstop and shop today with the intention of buying myself a packet of sourcream and onion chips and perhaps a packet of Caremel hersheys kisses and instead got distracted by some incredible green grapes and thought, hmm they look good. so i bought them instead.
awww look at me! becoming a little mature adult and buying fruit all by myself.
i'll give you a moment to wipe that little tear of joy that is running down your cheek, because you are so proud of me, away.
.
.
.
.
.
.
.
:)
anyway. i have decided that winning lotto when i get home is the only option i have for my future.
i mean, i COULD go to uni or something, but im a bit too lazy and would much rather just become rich instantly than have to go through all that effort.
speaking of, whats up with that? why must uni go for so long? its so tiresome. i thought, maybe i'll go to university when i get back home, but then i realised i couldnt schedual my life around that, so i've decided not to go.
its an ongoing dilemma in my head, really.
its like, i do want to go eventually but im having too much fun (well kind of) not going at the moment and would like to keep doing that. but i dont want to be one of those weird old people in the lectures with all the 18 year olds. i'll have to become a cougar. and we all know how i feel about younger men (ie never ever want to go there)
so i thought to myself, what can i do instead? and thats when i thought of winning lotto. its the perfect solution...
perhaps then i could become a property developer, like, donald trump or something. does he do properties? theres trump towers everywhere, so im guessing yes. so anyway, i'd be like donald trump only you know, female and hotter. and i wouldnt host some dumb reality tv show.
the point isnt exactly what donald trump DOES, more the fact that hes mega rich and didnt have to be some computer whiz to get there (because i kind of suck massivly with computers.. when im rich i'll have to buy a new one every 3 months)
oh check it OUT! i just looked up donald trump on good old wikipedia and it turns out is IS a property developer. well, they say real estate developer but that must mean the same thing.
im starter than i thought.
oh so it turns out you can go to university to study how to do that. interesting. i could see myself being a property developer. plus i look mega attractive in pencil skirts.
i'd rather just win lotto tho..
x
Tuesday, August 25, 2009
im kind of a bitch...
this blog is devoted to all the strange little quirks i have. i like writing funny little lists like this. so we all have little quirks that make us who we are, but i have some pretttty strange ones that some people might not even know i have.
so here we go.
so here we go.
- i try to clean my nails, constantly. with whatever i can find. earrings, toothpicks, the edge of a book... whatever i can fit under there and i think will clean it. its weird and its kind of disgusting, but i cant seem to stop.
- i look at myself at every chance i get. its conceited and i just dont care. if im walking past something reflective, you best believe im looking there, seeing if i look good, seeing if my hair looks nice, making sure that my ass looks fan-fucking-tastic. i do it no matter what im wearing. i could be wearing gross jammies and i just cant stop looking at myself. its not that i think im mega attractive, i just like to know how i look at all times.
- when im super tired, my eyes get watery... or maybe this just happens to anyone. but when i am tired, i look either drunk or im a bit upset about something. LUCKILY i dont get that tired too often because i tend to sleep alot. im all for naps.
- i get strangely attached to animals. sometimes i think i prefer animals to humans. they are just so simple. whenever i lose a pet i always cry quite a bit, but i never seem to cry as much when a person dies. that sounds terribly insensitive actually. its not like that. i just dont tend to cry when someone dies. i mean, i get upset sure. i dont like people dying. but when my animals die, i get full on devastated. its weird.
- i tend to look like a stuck up snobby bitch when im alone. i've recently noticed that i look completely inapproachable when im alone. or even sometimes when im with people. its like, if im not with really good friends, i get this horrible expression on my face and i walk around looking like i own the goddamn world and that NO ONE is good enough to talk to me so you might aswell not even try. THIS is probably why i havent made friends in america since im never around my friends i tend to have the look on my face all the time. but its like, i feel like a douche if i walk around smiling at nothing.
- i love my mum and dad more than i love anyone in the whole world. they probably wouldnt know that, but i really do. i dont show it and it seems like i love other people more, but deep down i love them the most and they are probably my most favourite people in the world. maybe im just saying that because i dont live with them anymore and i miss them... i dont care. i really do love them, and if i die anytime soon i want someone to show them that i wrote this so they will know how much i really do love them.
- i cover my mouth when i eat. i dont know when i picked up this habit, but i do. its so strange. if im eating at a table with people who arent related to me, i subconsionsly (Subconsciously?? i dunno) cover my mouth as i chew. i think it dates back to when i had an expander plate and could NOT chew with my mouth closed so i used to cover it to be polite. but then i never actually stopped.
- i love kids tv shows. im not talking shit like, dora the explorer. no, i mean wizards of waverly place and hannah montana and icarly. i dont know why, but i fricken love them. i watch disney channel all the freaking time. if jamie-lynn spears hadnt gone and gotten preggers, i'd probably be addiced to that zoey 101 show. too bad for her, she has a kid now.
- i get bored of writing blogs really easily. i have like a million draft copies for blogs in my thing that i just got bored of writing halfway through them. i just get bored and want to do something else. like sleep. i like sleep. and so this ends my blog on my little quirks. there are anymore, but i just got bored of writing this blog.
peace out, suckaz.
xoxo
Tuesday, August 11, 2009
Dear Pimple
Dear Pimple on top of my lip, in that space between my nose and my lips,
PLEASE go away. you are not wanted! you are very painful and in an awkward spot and are very unattractive. what possesed you to be so big? huh? i dont think its nessesary. AT ALL!
Kind Regards,
Ann-Marie
ps. but seriously. fuck off!
PLEASE go away. you are not wanted! you are very painful and in an awkward spot and are very unattractive. what possesed you to be so big? huh? i dont think its nessesary. AT ALL!
Kind Regards,
Ann-Marie
ps. but seriously. fuck off!
Tuesday, August 4, 2009
My Fingernails are black and that makes me "edgy"
i was informed i looked edgy the other day, which is quite frankly a bit of a laugh.
i know that most people are all, im a non-conformist and blah blah blah. but im pretty much the biggest conformer ever (maybe that makes me non-conformist.. because everyone conforms to being a non-conformer" consider this).
so being told i was edgy was quite hilarious.
especially because i responded with a polite thankyou...?
and they said, your nails... (like thats why that said it)
and i said, oh.
NOTE TO READERS:
at the time i was wearing like, pearls. how edgy is THAT?
it makes me wonder about trends and such. i mean, what defines you to being in a social stereotype? and what social stereotype am i?
lets see.
well, i like to wear sweaters, so i guess that makes me preppy.
i like to listen to hannah montana and the jonas brothers, so i guess that makes me.. um. childish? immature? 12?
Blink 182 is my favourite band.. does that make me punk?
oh, i very much enjoy wearing black skinnylegs and hoodies.. emo?
im very pale.. goth? or hardcore vampire wannabe (im gonna go with both)
hmm... i went to a catholic school... can i include religion freak in this?
what other stereotypes are there?
ohhh i like rap.. so lets add gangsta in there (yeh, im gangsta)
my homepage is perezhilton.com.. so im.. a tosser? (kidding) i believe that makes me a celebstalker.
(JUST FOR THE RECORD, SO FAR WE ARE UP TO: im a immature preppy religious loving emo punk with gansta tendancies who stalks celebrities and is a hardcore vampire wannabe. wow. i recon there are heaps of THOSE out there.)
hold on.
i would like to look up social stereo types. (its harder than it seems)
http://teen-culture.suite101.com/article.cfm/teen_stereotypes <- go there to read an article, should you wish to learn more about "emo" "prep" or "wannabe" stereotypes.
i particually find the emo definition quite hilarious.
BUT BACK TO ME (ohh im also narsistic. excellent)
now lets look at how i dress, my hair and my makeup to determine my social stereotype.
TYPICAL ANN-MARIE OUTFITS: WARMER WEATHER, CASUAL
example 1: example 2: example 3:
denim shorts black shorts demin shorts
white t hilltop hoods shirt cool colourful shirt "oneill" brand
converse thongs gladiator sandals/silver sandals
ok so these three outfits are pretty common to see me wearing.
example 2 is all black (emo) and example 1 seems quite preppy to me. example 3 seems beachy (ha ha beachy.. that definately describes my skin colour too...)
TYPICAL ANN-MARIE OUTFITS: WARMER WEATHER, DRESS
example 1: Example 2 example 3
Blue/silver fairy-like dress cool black mini dress Highwaisted red button skirt
"dominatrix" heels colourful heels red/white/grey singlet
black heels
so these are all things i have worn out in the past. lets break them down
example one seems a bit on the childish side at first because its a fairy-like dress. however, adding the dominatrix heels gives in a slutty context. its like dressing as a naughty school girl. so what stereotype is that? it certaintly doesnt look slutty.. hmm...
actually. these are all prettttty slutty. i think heels make me look like a slut.
so my going out stereotype is.. slut? oh dear.
TYPICAL ANN-MARIE OUTFITS: COLDER WEATHER, CASUAL
example 1 example 2 example 3
"blue" skinny legs black skinny legs pleated brown mini
plain longsleeved shirt plain vneck top hoody OR loose cardican
loose cardigan hoody (zooyork) with plain vneck
black flats/boots converse/boots blackflats/boots/converse
man. that skirt im talking about in example 3 is fucking awesome. you know its pretty old, but i freaking love it. it makes me look skinny ands its the perfect length.
example 2 is decidedly emo. example 1 seems a little bit.. wannabeish.. or very, very trendy? i dont know.. its a bit weird, that look. its not really stereotyped, as such. and example 1 tends to lean towards the preppy side, although the skirt is short enough to give it a bit of an edge, and becuase its like, tartan it CAN be made look a little bit emo.
im bored of the clothes things now... it has not helped me determine my social stereotype.
lets see.. makeup?
i tend to do my eyes quite dark when i go out.. eyeliner is my friend. does that make me emo? goth?? (goth.. ha ha. its funny because i dont have to try and lighten my skin since its already pasty white)
hair? well thats a hardone. lets leave it out.
im bored of this game. readers (ie hanna. luke maybe), it is up to you to tell me what stereotype i am.
xo
i know that most people are all, im a non-conformist and blah blah blah. but im pretty much the biggest conformer ever (maybe that makes me non-conformist.. because everyone conforms to being a non-conformer" consider this).
so being told i was edgy was quite hilarious.
especially because i responded with a polite thankyou...?
and they said, your nails... (like thats why that said it)
and i said, oh.
NOTE TO READERS:
at the time i was wearing like, pearls. how edgy is THAT?
it makes me wonder about trends and such. i mean, what defines you to being in a social stereotype? and what social stereotype am i?
lets see.
well, i like to wear sweaters, so i guess that makes me preppy.
i like to listen to hannah montana and the jonas brothers, so i guess that makes me.. um. childish? immature? 12?
Blink 182 is my favourite band.. does that make me punk?
oh, i very much enjoy wearing black skinnylegs and hoodies.. emo?
im very pale.. goth? or hardcore vampire wannabe (im gonna go with both)
hmm... i went to a catholic school... can i include religion freak in this?
what other stereotypes are there?
ohhh i like rap.. so lets add gangsta in there (yeh, im gangsta)
my homepage is perezhilton.com.. so im.. a tosser? (kidding) i believe that makes me a celebstalker.
(JUST FOR THE RECORD, SO FAR WE ARE UP TO: im a immature preppy religious loving emo punk with gansta tendancies who stalks celebrities and is a hardcore vampire wannabe. wow. i recon there are heaps of THOSE out there.)
hold on.
i would like to look up social stereo types. (its harder than it seems)
http://teen-culture.suite101.com/article.cfm/teen_stereotypes <- go there to read an article, should you wish to learn more about "emo" "prep" or "wannabe" stereotypes.
i particually find the emo definition quite hilarious.
BUT BACK TO ME (ohh im also narsistic. excellent)
now lets look at how i dress, my hair and my makeup to determine my social stereotype.
TYPICAL ANN-MARIE OUTFITS: WARMER WEATHER, CASUAL
example 1: example 2: example 3:
denim shorts black shorts demin shorts
white t hilltop hoods shirt cool colourful shirt "oneill" brand
converse thongs gladiator sandals/silver sandals
ok so these three outfits are pretty common to see me wearing.
example 2 is all black (emo) and example 1 seems quite preppy to me. example 3 seems beachy (ha ha beachy.. that definately describes my skin colour too...)
TYPICAL ANN-MARIE OUTFITS: WARMER WEATHER, DRESS
example 1: Example 2 example 3
Blue/silver fairy-like dress cool black mini dress Highwaisted red button skirt
"dominatrix" heels colourful heels red/white/grey singlet
black heels
so these are all things i have worn out in the past. lets break them down
example one seems a bit on the childish side at first because its a fairy-like dress. however, adding the dominatrix heels gives in a slutty context. its like dressing as a naughty school girl. so what stereotype is that? it certaintly doesnt look slutty.. hmm...
actually. these are all prettttty slutty. i think heels make me look like a slut.
so my going out stereotype is.. slut? oh dear.
TYPICAL ANN-MARIE OUTFITS: COLDER WEATHER, CASUAL
example 1 example 2 example 3
"blue" skinny legs black skinny legs pleated brown mini
plain longsleeved shirt plain vneck top hoody OR loose cardican
loose cardigan hoody (zooyork) with plain vneck
black flats/boots converse/boots blackflats/boots/converse
man. that skirt im talking about in example 3 is fucking awesome. you know its pretty old, but i freaking love it. it makes me look skinny ands its the perfect length.
example 2 is decidedly emo. example 1 seems a little bit.. wannabeish.. or very, very trendy? i dont know.. its a bit weird, that look. its not really stereotyped, as such. and example 1 tends to lean towards the preppy side, although the skirt is short enough to give it a bit of an edge, and becuase its like, tartan it CAN be made look a little bit emo.
im bored of the clothes things now... it has not helped me determine my social stereotype.
lets see.. makeup?
i tend to do my eyes quite dark when i go out.. eyeliner is my friend. does that make me emo? goth?? (goth.. ha ha. its funny because i dont have to try and lighten my skin since its already pasty white)
hair? well thats a hardone. lets leave it out.
im bored of this game. readers (ie hanna. luke maybe), it is up to you to tell me what stereotype i am.
xo
Sunday, August 2, 2009
changes.
DID YOU KNOW that one of the first things that attracted me to the only boyfriend i've had ever (because im not a relationship type of person, it turns out. i read an old email where a friend told me i just wasnt viewed as a "going out kind of person".. buts thats a WHOLE OTHER STORY) was the fact that his favourite band was blink 182.
yeh. im that sort of person.
anyway.
i have recently discovered that i may be the person to thank for his loving blink 182.. so i created my own boyfriend.
so, as it turns out, his best friend used to date my old school best friend. so, i loved blink 182 and i got her into blink 182 so they soon became her favourite band. then she started dating this guy, who, so we dont get confused, we will call B, and she is A and my ex is C. so we have A, B and C. right.
so I, ann-marie, got A to love blink 182. then A started dating B who didnt like blink 182. the A wore B down until eventually he too loved blink 182. so we all know that friends are a massive influence in what music most people like. so B started loving blink 182 and then introduced C to blink 182. blink 182 soon became C's favourite band.
THEN WE SKIP A FEW YEARS and a half relationship with some fucker called F (for failure) and A turns 18. and A throws a massive birthday party at her house. and cue ann-marie whos recently discovered that f was a stupid jerk. so i ended up getting wasted at this party, which, for the record, was the first time i really had drank in excess. and so im burned over a guy and A says. you know what would make me really happy? if ann-marie and C kissed. so we did. it was pretty good. but awkward the next morning, because i still dont remember a fair chunk of that night.
anyway. over the next few days/weeks, C and i talk over msn and i discover that C's favourite band is blink 182. i promptly fall in deep deep lust with the guy and then 4 weeks later we are dating.
then 4 months later i discover he slept with this ugly chick a week before we OFFICIALLY were together but we PRETTY MUCH WERE... then he moved to sydney and left me in armidale and then after 5 months he finds himself officially dumped by me.
if things were simple we would fall in love over blink 182 and be together forever.
but because we're all "grown up and mature" everything is messed up and you fall for other people and everything changes.
and never again will i be with C, who i pretty much created for myself.
because everything changes and what was once perfect will end up being corrupted.
probably by some fat ugly chick from negs.
i know who you are.
yeh. im that sort of person.
anyway.
i have recently discovered that i may be the person to thank for his loving blink 182.. so i created my own boyfriend.
so, as it turns out, his best friend used to date my old school best friend. so, i loved blink 182 and i got her into blink 182 so they soon became her favourite band. then she started dating this guy, who, so we dont get confused, we will call B, and she is A and my ex is C. so we have A, B and C. right.
so I, ann-marie, got A to love blink 182. then A started dating B who didnt like blink 182. the A wore B down until eventually he too loved blink 182. so we all know that friends are a massive influence in what music most people like. so B started loving blink 182 and then introduced C to blink 182. blink 182 soon became C's favourite band.
THEN WE SKIP A FEW YEARS and a half relationship with some fucker called F (for failure) and A turns 18. and A throws a massive birthday party at her house. and cue ann-marie whos recently discovered that f was a stupid jerk. so i ended up getting wasted at this party, which, for the record, was the first time i really had drank in excess. and so im burned over a guy and A says. you know what would make me really happy? if ann-marie and C kissed. so we did. it was pretty good. but awkward the next morning, because i still dont remember a fair chunk of that night.
anyway. over the next few days/weeks, C and i talk over msn and i discover that C's favourite band is blink 182. i promptly fall in deep deep lust with the guy and then 4 weeks later we are dating.
then 4 months later i discover he slept with this ugly chick a week before we OFFICIALLY were together but we PRETTY MUCH WERE... then he moved to sydney and left me in armidale and then after 5 months he finds himself officially dumped by me.
if things were simple we would fall in love over blink 182 and be together forever.
but because we're all "grown up and mature" everything is messed up and you fall for other people and everything changes.
and never again will i be with C, who i pretty much created for myself.
because everything changes and what was once perfect will end up being corrupted.
probably by some fat ugly chick from negs.
i know who you are.
Monday, July 20, 2009
3 months, 27 days
So i've been in this country for that long, and it seems to me that that is really really really depressing.
first of all, i have one friend. ONE. and she goes home in less than 2 weeks AND shes in florida. i feel really dissapointed in everything because i feel like, i've been in new york for 2 months - why isnt it getting any better.
i've become a bit of a loser. i sit around in the house all day. this weekend, i left the house twice. once was to return a lipbalm because i accidently picked up the tester a couple of weeks ago. the other time was today because i wanted thai food.
the thai food wasnt very nice.
i tried to call this one girl, laura, who didnt answer, but had the time to write on my facebook page. she said she was just chillin today from such a busy week. then it dawned on me that she screens her calls and just doesnt answer when she doesnt want to do anything. she didnt answer the phone all week, but it was a busy week?
apparently im just no included in the plans.
i dont like going out here because people pressure me to drink and i just dont feel like it. like, if i didnt want to in australia, people just left it. and i dont like not being able to leave when i want to. i was informed that i was a granny because i didnt want to stay out past 2. sorry for being tired.. and i was sober. oh, PS to all you people who say im a granny because i dont drink, um, pretty sure its illegal and i'll be sent home if im caught.
and its not like i'll never drink over here, but i just DONT FEEL LIKE IT right now, because i get too honest when im drunk and end up telling everyone that i dont like them and just want to go back home.
i dont really want to go back to armidale, when i move back to australia i am moving to sydney. but im not staying here any longer. i thought after nearly 4 months i'd stop being so unhappy, but i was wrong. im still not happy, i still miss home, and i still have no friends.
my life sucks.
first of all, i have one friend. ONE. and she goes home in less than 2 weeks AND shes in florida. i feel really dissapointed in everything because i feel like, i've been in new york for 2 months - why isnt it getting any better.
i've become a bit of a loser. i sit around in the house all day. this weekend, i left the house twice. once was to return a lipbalm because i accidently picked up the tester a couple of weeks ago. the other time was today because i wanted thai food.
the thai food wasnt very nice.
i tried to call this one girl, laura, who didnt answer, but had the time to write on my facebook page. she said she was just chillin today from such a busy week. then it dawned on me that she screens her calls and just doesnt answer when she doesnt want to do anything. she didnt answer the phone all week, but it was a busy week?
apparently im just no included in the plans.
i dont like going out here because people pressure me to drink and i just dont feel like it. like, if i didnt want to in australia, people just left it. and i dont like not being able to leave when i want to. i was informed that i was a granny because i didnt want to stay out past 2. sorry for being tired.. and i was sober. oh, PS to all you people who say im a granny because i dont drink, um, pretty sure its illegal and i'll be sent home if im caught.
and its not like i'll never drink over here, but i just DONT FEEL LIKE IT right now, because i get too honest when im drunk and end up telling everyone that i dont like them and just want to go back home.
i dont really want to go back to armidale, when i move back to australia i am moving to sydney. but im not staying here any longer. i thought after nearly 4 months i'd stop being so unhappy, but i was wrong. im still not happy, i still miss home, and i still have no friends.
my life sucks.
Crying
I do not see the use in crying. some people say it makes you feel better, but i dont think it does. whenever i cry, i always feel a little bit ashamed of myself. it frustrates me when other people cry. what is that point?
having said that, i do cry quite a bit (and so i feel ashamed of myself quite a bit too).
having said that, i do cry quite a bit (and so i feel ashamed of myself quite a bit too).
Sunday, July 12, 2009
Things About Being Pale
Those who read this (respect to you, hanna and luke) would know that i am quite a pale person.
The thing with being pale is that well.. there are a few things about being pale. it has its benefits and its negatives.
Here are some things i think you all should know about being pale.
The thing with being pale is that well.. there are a few things about being pale. it has its benefits and its negatives.
Here are some things i think you all should know about being pale.
- i look sick ALL THE TIME. this is both good and bad at the same time.
Good: it is easy for me to fake being sick
Bad: it is embarrasing when people tell you that you look sick when you feel really quite healthy. it is more embarrasing when this happens more than 5 times in one day (yeh, it happened. people can be so rude) - i do not tan. like, sure, i get a bit more coloured in the summer SOMETIMES but as a general rule i dont. this might be because of the next reason:
- i glow in sunlight. im not kidding. light ACTUALLY reflects off my skin. i would be the perfect candidate to play a vampire in twilight, just add some glitter and i do all the special effects. BECAUSE of this, i tend to stay out of the sun because people WILL mock me. again i say, people can be so rude
- one time i went to the beach and my skin was whiter than the sand. yep. WHITER THAN THE SAND
- on the plus side, i am not a ranga, and therefore i am more attractive than pale rangas. simply because my freckles are brown, not orange.
- it is very rare for the shops not to have my colour of foundation in stock (should they MAKE it pale enough.. some do not) because unless you are goth, its not commen to have such pale skin. verrrryyy helpful in sales.
- sometimes i look really quite elegant when my freckles are covered.. i have been told it is very beautiful to have pale ivory skin. i dont tend to believe this, but i can dream.
- fake tans generally do not go orange on me. this is a general rule. sometimes it happens (this is when the brand the salon uses is shit). i think this is because when people who already have colour and get more colour put on, the 2 colours contrast, making you orange. I on the otherhand, do not HAVE any colour for the faketan to contrast with, so it usually turns out fine.
- i have had to put up with many vampire jokes (im looking at YOU luke wratten. thanks for year 12.. btw getting a nosejob in a few years.)
- if i am tired, it shows on my face. i really do get the most terrible bags under my eyes.
- it means i have a fairly unique look.
- i will never, EVER be able to dye my hair blonde, because i will look WEIRD unless i start getting regular fake tans. NEVER EVER with this skin colour tho.
so there are some things about being pale. i really do wish i were tanned tho. i should get a fake tan tomorrow!!!
i wont.. im too lazy.
letters to many things that probably cant read, and maybe to a couple of things/people that can.
Dear Bruce,
Whatever happened to you? one day you were in my life and the next you were gone, never to be seen again.
my room is very clean at the moment, bruce, but it is decidedly empty because i am in a different country. i wonder, what happens to my room in all that silence. does reggie ever go in there? did you like reggie, bruce? i like reggie a fair bit. what will happen to all my stuff that doesnt get used for a year? i should have sold everything.
hanna, should you read this, do you have any of my dvds?
I'm pretty sure you must be dead, bruce, and that saddens me, because you were a pretty awesome spider. i hope you rest in peace. have you met any cool celebs in heaven? do spiders go to the same heaven as people? say hi to god for me, tell him im sorry for my sins, but im going to keep doing them because living without sin is kinda boring.
Love Ann-Marie.
Dear Reggie,
you are my lovely dog and i love you ever so much. will you forget about me this year? im sorry that i left you, you probably dont understand why i did that. people seem to leave you, poor reggie. jane, the love of your life, left very unexpectedly one day, and you probably dont know what you did wrong. Reggie, my lovely dog, you didnt do anything wrong. sometimes i feel sorry for you beccause you have a very simple life, and my life is very complicated, and i dont think you understand. sometimes i envy you because you're life is so simple and that must be very nice.
my favourite thing about you, reggie, is that you have the most fun of anyone of all. i think it is hilarious to watch you do funny things, like when no one will play with you and so you lie on the floor and use your paws to throw the toys in the air and catch them.
you are the greatest. never change.
Love Ann-Marie.
Dear iPhone,
you now belong to lyndal, but i feel you should know i miss you and everything about you. i especially misss the funny looks i got off people when i was talking to people with hands free and it looked like i was listening to my iPod so it looked like i was talking to myself.
i hope that lyndal treats you better than me, tho. as in, not dropping you/losing you all the time.
but i do miss you. my new phone is a peice of shit compared to you. actually it is pretty shit compared to most phones, but i guess it does the job.
Love Ann-Marie.
Dear Jane,
you were a pretty cool cat. it was especially nice that you were a lesbian. im sorry that you might not have had the best life. im sorry that you died in such a way. you were pretty annoying, but i think that was part of your charm. i wonder why you were so small. i wonder were you terribly depressed. you seemed pretty happy to me, but sometimes i think, for a cat, you had it pretty rought. i miss playing our meow games tho, you were a sneaky coniving cat. you were pretty smart, you know, with those games. it was funny how you used to wait ages and then meow really softly, almost silently, so i wouldnt hear you. but i did anyway, and then i would belt out a real loud meow that would shock you a little bit.
i remember the first day we got you, and i remember the day that you died, and i hope that you enjoyed your time with me.
i think that you had a pretty tough time filling Ringos shoes, he was an awesome cat and i dont know if its possible to beat that, but for the record, i think you did a pretty decent job of trying.
i did love you, jane, and i was devestated when you died.
rest in peace, jane the lesbian cat.
Love Ann-Marie.
Dear Honey,
Im pretty sure you arent right in the brain. but thats ok because you mental health problems are part of the reason i find you so hilarious.
this is only going to be short, but be nice to reggie. and try to be not so retarded.
you are a funny dog, but you are lovely.
Love Ann-Marie.
Dear Coles Supermarket Armidale,
You suck quite a bit.
Love Ann-Marie.
Dear TimTams,
I love you. i wish you existed in america. kindly find your way into my mothers shopping trip and into a box to america.
that would be greaaattt!
Love Ann-Marie.
Dear The Stro,
i miss getting drunk whilst located at you. You are a pretty awesome pub, and i usually hooked up whilst at you. once i hooked up with an exceptionally hot guy and i gave him my number but i was so drunk that i gave him the wrong one. he was so hot. another time i dressed up as a school girl and looked dayam fine. thankyou for your themes that allowed me to dress up like a slut and totally get away with it. i will be back in 9 months, and i will be hotter since i intend on being a solid size 8 so i'll me mega skinny and hot. i will also be very very drunk. and i'll probably hook up with someone i know i shouldnt but i will anyway because its been 3 months and im still quite enamored by him.
thanks for allowing me to make these mistakes. thanks for getting me so drunk. i love you (really)
Love Ann-Marie.
Dear Hanna,
You are lovely just the way you are. never change (this is very similar to my message to reggie. that is a compliment).
Love Ann-Marie.
Dear My Bedroom,
you are fucking great. you make my day, just looking at you. i miss sleeping in you. i miss sneaking people into you and pressing my arm against the headboard that was on the wrong side so that it didnt make noise. i miss my many, many pillows. i miss my blue sheets. i miss my john mayer poster. as far as bedrooms go, you were the perfect one for my late teens years. my new room is very grown up and boring. you are fun and not so boring. we will be reunited in 9 months, but not for long, because maybe it is time for me to grow up and move away from you and your pink walls and green curtains.
Love Ann-Marie.
Whatever happened to you? one day you were in my life and the next you were gone, never to be seen again.
my room is very clean at the moment, bruce, but it is decidedly empty because i am in a different country. i wonder, what happens to my room in all that silence. does reggie ever go in there? did you like reggie, bruce? i like reggie a fair bit. what will happen to all my stuff that doesnt get used for a year? i should have sold everything.
hanna, should you read this, do you have any of my dvds?
I'm pretty sure you must be dead, bruce, and that saddens me, because you were a pretty awesome spider. i hope you rest in peace. have you met any cool celebs in heaven? do spiders go to the same heaven as people? say hi to god for me, tell him im sorry for my sins, but im going to keep doing them because living without sin is kinda boring.
Love Ann-Marie.
Dear Reggie,
you are my lovely dog and i love you ever so much. will you forget about me this year? im sorry that i left you, you probably dont understand why i did that. people seem to leave you, poor reggie. jane, the love of your life, left very unexpectedly one day, and you probably dont know what you did wrong. Reggie, my lovely dog, you didnt do anything wrong. sometimes i feel sorry for you beccause you have a very simple life, and my life is very complicated, and i dont think you understand. sometimes i envy you because you're life is so simple and that must be very nice.
my favourite thing about you, reggie, is that you have the most fun of anyone of all. i think it is hilarious to watch you do funny things, like when no one will play with you and so you lie on the floor and use your paws to throw the toys in the air and catch them.
you are the greatest. never change.
Love Ann-Marie.
Dear iPhone,
you now belong to lyndal, but i feel you should know i miss you and everything about you. i especially misss the funny looks i got off people when i was talking to people with hands free and it looked like i was listening to my iPod so it looked like i was talking to myself.
i hope that lyndal treats you better than me, tho. as in, not dropping you/losing you all the time.
but i do miss you. my new phone is a peice of shit compared to you. actually it is pretty shit compared to most phones, but i guess it does the job.
Love Ann-Marie.
Dear Jane,
you were a pretty cool cat. it was especially nice that you were a lesbian. im sorry that you might not have had the best life. im sorry that you died in such a way. you were pretty annoying, but i think that was part of your charm. i wonder why you were so small. i wonder were you terribly depressed. you seemed pretty happy to me, but sometimes i think, for a cat, you had it pretty rought. i miss playing our meow games tho, you were a sneaky coniving cat. you were pretty smart, you know, with those games. it was funny how you used to wait ages and then meow really softly, almost silently, so i wouldnt hear you. but i did anyway, and then i would belt out a real loud meow that would shock you a little bit.
i remember the first day we got you, and i remember the day that you died, and i hope that you enjoyed your time with me.
i think that you had a pretty tough time filling Ringos shoes, he was an awesome cat and i dont know if its possible to beat that, but for the record, i think you did a pretty decent job of trying.
i did love you, jane, and i was devestated when you died.
rest in peace, jane the lesbian cat.
Love Ann-Marie.
Dear Honey,
Im pretty sure you arent right in the brain. but thats ok because you mental health problems are part of the reason i find you so hilarious.
this is only going to be short, but be nice to reggie. and try to be not so retarded.
you are a funny dog, but you are lovely.
Love Ann-Marie.
Dear Coles Supermarket Armidale,
You suck quite a bit.
Love Ann-Marie.
Dear TimTams,
I love you. i wish you existed in america. kindly find your way into my mothers shopping trip and into a box to america.
that would be greaaattt!
Love Ann-Marie.
Dear The Stro,
i miss getting drunk whilst located at you. You are a pretty awesome pub, and i usually hooked up whilst at you. once i hooked up with an exceptionally hot guy and i gave him my number but i was so drunk that i gave him the wrong one. he was so hot. another time i dressed up as a school girl and looked dayam fine. thankyou for your themes that allowed me to dress up like a slut and totally get away with it. i will be back in 9 months, and i will be hotter since i intend on being a solid size 8 so i'll me mega skinny and hot. i will also be very very drunk. and i'll probably hook up with someone i know i shouldnt but i will anyway because its been 3 months and im still quite enamored by him.
thanks for allowing me to make these mistakes. thanks for getting me so drunk. i love you (really)
Love Ann-Marie.
Dear Hanna,
You are lovely just the way you are. never change (this is very similar to my message to reggie. that is a compliment).
Love Ann-Marie.
Dear My Bedroom,
you are fucking great. you make my day, just looking at you. i miss sleeping in you. i miss sneaking people into you and pressing my arm against the headboard that was on the wrong side so that it didnt make noise. i miss my many, many pillows. i miss my blue sheets. i miss my john mayer poster. as far as bedrooms go, you were the perfect one for my late teens years. my new room is very grown up and boring. you are fun and not so boring. we will be reunited in 9 months, but not for long, because maybe it is time for me to grow up and move away from you and your pink walls and green curtains.
Love Ann-Marie.
Saturday, July 11, 2009
Ponder
There are lots of words going through my head right now and i dont think i am going to be able to get them all out in one sitting since i always seem to get bored of blogs mid-blog and then think i'll finish that tomorrow and never do.. i have like, 1000 unfinished drafts on this stupid thing.
i dont even know why i have a blog since its not like anyone reads it except for a couple of people (whom i love) so its kind of just like having a diary except not really because i cant really spill my guts on here since, you know, people can read it, and i have some pretty messed up things that no one knows and i'll probably never tell anyone anyway.
i feel like when i write sad blogs, it looks like im just asking for attention like, oh look at me, im so sad, please compliment me and pay lots of attention to me and blah blah blah but im not really. its just that i'm too lazy to keep a diary and i feel like, especially with hanna, i dont get to talk to her that often because we are never on msn at the same time, and sometimes i get so consumed with things that i just kind of pretend im ok when i might not actually be ok.
like, sometimes its a bit annoying not to be the type of person that gets all depressed, to not be the type of person that freaks out about things. im too reliable without actually being at all reliable. sometimes i think that everything about me is just so average.
THINGS ABOUT ME THAT ARE AVERAGE:
- i have average looks. im not ugly but im not like drop dead ohmygodlookathowhotsheis beautiful. like, i guess i am a little bit pretty... but im not beautiful. people dont stand around talking about my looks.
- i maintain an average weight. im certainly not the most skinny person out there, but you wouldnt call me obese. im just there in the the middle, being average.
- i have an average brain. im not stupid (tho some might argue) but im not standout smart. i used to be smart, you know. apparently i have so much potential that i never actually lived up to until i just was content with being average. i tend to act stupid tho. is it depressing that i come off as a bit of a ditz? and does that mean i actually am a ditzy person? oh fuck me.
- i was average at school. and im not talking about brains. i mean, i had average friends, i was just sort of there. i wasnt massively popular but i wouldnt say i was a loser that was shunned by people.
- i have an average amount of money. im not rich, im not poor.
- im average at music. again, it seems to me like it was one of those potential things.. i was told i could have been great. but im not great. and it makes me feel a bit shit because when i was little music is what made me stand out, and now i can play like, 3 songs on the piano.. and could i even play violin now?
- i have an average voice. im sick of people telling me i can sing when no one has actually heard me sing for real. well some people have. i feel like, you know, i can sing in tune, sure, but its not like my voice is really that memorable. its just there. it doesnt do anything special, it doesnt sound special, it just goes in tune.
i cant really think of anymore. but im so average, and it makes me so annoyed because i dont WANT to be average. i want to be good at so many things, but im far too lazy to do anything except sit around and eat sourcream and onion chips with caramel hersheys kisses (although this might help me not have a so average weight, however it will be going the wrong way IE i will become a whale one day).
im in a bit of a weird mood today. i feel like life is moving forward, and im too busy waiting for it to happen to actually, you know, live. like, im in america with this fantastic opportunity but NOTHING IS HAPPENING!! it makes me so mad that im not making friends, and it makes me mad that it gets me down so much.. i mean friends are definitely super important, but i never realised how much i relied on my friends until i left them behind and discovered what it was like to not actually have any.. at all.. which i dont really. like there are a couple but i mean.. is that enough? how are you supposed to deal with a year alone.
why didnt anyone bother reaching out to me when i arrived. not a single person. i was never so good at making the first move...
i've been thinking alot about love lately. do i even know what love is? have i been in love? i've said i love you before.. but really? did i? no. what i mean is, yes, i loved him. i love everyone.. i mean, i love my freakin dog, ok? but was i IN LOVE with him? i seriously doubt that.
it is possible that i was in love with that first one. what is the difference between love and infatuation, can someone tell me that? can someone tell me what it feels like to be in love? can someone tell me why i cant seem to make the ones that i love, love me back all the time? can someone tell me why, even tho the scales are weighted towards me, i still never seem to win in this stupid game?
why couldnt i make him like me, and why did he like them more than me even if i was prettier than them? even tho i was nicer than them?
why do i let people walk all over me.
im kind of a bitch. i dont know if anyone else has noticed that, but im a bitch, and im superficial as well. i care what people think about me. i like to hang with the right people. i want people to think im hot. let me ask you, is it wrong for me to want a nosejob? and let me ask myself, what will it change. for me, i feel like it will change the way i look at myself. but how far will i go to look how i want to look, thats the real question.. like, i've had my boobs fixed so i like them, i got braces so i'd like my teeth... nosejob i WILL get one day (been determined for quite sometime, dears) but then whats next? collegen? botox? how far will i go to feel good about myself. will i ever feel good about myself, even if i look good on the outside, is it really what is on the inside that counts?
i never got that stupid expression.. some of the bitchiest people i know are ugly. arg i could go on about how stupid it is, but i cant be bothered. if anyone ever tells you they dont care about what people think, they do. they care. otherwise they wouldnt say that. its like, people dont care when they honestly walk around in whatever the hell they want, without a care, and HONESTLY never talk about it. saying i dont care what people think shows that you do care. you want them to think you are cool, but what defines cool?
sometimes i get so upset i want to cry and cry and cry, but tears dont usually fall.
i wish i cried more often. i wish i was always able to say what i feel and when i feel it and however i want to, but im a secretive person, and you will probably never know everything about me. it might shock you, that statement, but know this - im always extremely skilled in lying. so you might think you know everything about me. but you dont. you dont know anything at all.
Saturday, June 27, 2009
Whinging time
Look, im going to tell you all about a pet peeve of mine.
i fricken hate it when people do this, i honestly sometimes want to punch people in the face when they do it.
ok here it is:
i HATE it when people act really honestly devestated when a celebrity dies. i dont want to sound rude, but seriously, how sad can you possibly be?
YOU DIDNT KNOW THEM! its actually, i feel, a little bit disrespectful to the people who should RIGHTFULLY be mourning them.
take, for instance, michael jackson dying. now, im sad, its sad when someone dies, but its not going to effect my life. i mean, yeh poor guy, hes dead. i was picking matthew and josh up from school and heard one of the mothers saying she was having a bad day because she didnt sleep because she was so distressed that he had died.
fuck off, skinny lady who doesnt look like shes had a child but she actually has but shes so rich that she can get a permanent nanny and just work out all day. listen to me. CELEBRITIES DYING really does not effect your life in anyway.
i cant even describe how much it annoys me.
it also annoys me when someone dies that someone vaguely knows and they act all depressed. if it doesnt really affect your life than just fuck off and let the people who really WERE close to him mourn. i remember when this guy died that i used to go to school with, and my friend, who hadnt talked to him in 4 years, was going on about how upset she was, and how she was having all these dreams about him, and shit, and it just annoyed me. im like, if he hadnt died, you wouldnt have even thought about him.
i may be a bit insensitve about death, but it just fucken annoys me how people take it as a cue card to beg for attention. because thats all that behaviour is. begging for attention.
i would also like to say that jordan sparks is an idiot, because i heard on the radio that on her twitter page it was like, i was crying hysterically about michael jackson passing away.
fuck off jordan sparks, let his family mourn without you butting your stupid little head in.
i fricken hate it when people do this, i honestly sometimes want to punch people in the face when they do it.
ok here it is:
i HATE it when people act really honestly devestated when a celebrity dies. i dont want to sound rude, but seriously, how sad can you possibly be?
YOU DIDNT KNOW THEM! its actually, i feel, a little bit disrespectful to the people who should RIGHTFULLY be mourning them.
take, for instance, michael jackson dying. now, im sad, its sad when someone dies, but its not going to effect my life. i mean, yeh poor guy, hes dead. i was picking matthew and josh up from school and heard one of the mothers saying she was having a bad day because she didnt sleep because she was so distressed that he had died.
fuck off, skinny lady who doesnt look like shes had a child but she actually has but shes so rich that she can get a permanent nanny and just work out all day. listen to me. CELEBRITIES DYING really does not effect your life in anyway.
i cant even describe how much it annoys me.
it also annoys me when someone dies that someone vaguely knows and they act all depressed. if it doesnt really affect your life than just fuck off and let the people who really WERE close to him mourn. i remember when this guy died that i used to go to school with, and my friend, who hadnt talked to him in 4 years, was going on about how upset she was, and how she was having all these dreams about him, and shit, and it just annoyed me. im like, if he hadnt died, you wouldnt have even thought about him.
i may be a bit insensitve about death, but it just fucken annoys me how people take it as a cue card to beg for attention. because thats all that behaviour is. begging for attention.
i would also like to say that jordan sparks is an idiot, because i heard on the radio that on her twitter page it was like, i was crying hysterically about michael jackson passing away.
fuck off jordan sparks, let his family mourn without you butting your stupid little head in.
Tuesday, June 23, 2009
HERES A WHOLE HEAP OF QUIZZES IN ONE POST COS IM BOOOOOOOOOORED
NAME GAME
everything must be answered with the letter that your last name starts with:
- What is your last name? Bennie
- A 4 Letter Word? Butt
- A Boys Name? Brett
- A Girls name? Bethany
- An Occupation? Baker
- A Color? Black
- Something you wear? Bracelet
- A Beverage? Bourbon
- A Food? bacon
- Something found in the bathroom? bath.
- A place? Brazil
- A Reason for being late? Bored
- Something you shout? BLANKET!!!! (yeh i would shout that)
HOW MUCH HAS ANN-MARIE CHANGED
preetttty self-explained...
15 YEARS AGO
- How old were you? 4
- Who were you dating? Some Hottie from pre=school probs.. names escape
- Where did you work? at my preschool on ym artworks
- Where did you live? Armidale
- Where did you hang out?preschool, yo. Home. the park. maccas
- Did you wear contacts and/or glasses?um.. no?
- Who were your best friends?Mary and Kylie
- How many tattoos did you have? heaps...
- How many piercings did you have? none
- What kind of car did you drive?the cool ones you sit in and drive flinstone style
- Had you been to a real party? HELL YES!! we got hopped up on red frogs yo.
- Had you had your heart broken? nah, i was the heartbreaker
- Were you Single/taken/Married/Divorced? whoring myself out like a 4 year old does
- Any Kids? no.. i was so small that when we played mummy and daddy i had to be the baby
10 YEARS AGO
- How old were you? 9
- Who were you dating? no one.. hello? boy germs
- Where did you work? school and home
- Where did you live? Armidale
- Where did you hang out? school, piano lesson, park, home
- Did you wear contacts and/or glasses? yesss
- Who were your best friends? Mary, Chelsea, Renee, Amy
- How many tattoos did you have? none, mum made me get rid of my preschool ones 'fore i started kindy.. lame
- What kind of car did you have? my mad pink bike was better than a car!
- How many piercings did you have? my eaarss
- Had your heart broken? negative
- Were you Single/Taken/Married/Divorced? single.. again.. boygerms??
- Any Kids? negative
TWO YEARS AGO
- How old were you? 17
- Who were you dating? Simon
- Where did you work? Coles cos i was mad cool
- Where did you live?Armidale
- Where did you hang out? downtown, school, lookout in my car cos im mad cool, friends house, my house
- Did you wear contacts and/or glasses? when i read
- Who were your best friends? Liz
- How many tattoos did you have? none
- What kind of car did you have? little mazda, mad car, green yo
- How many piercings did you have? my ears
- Had your heart broken? kinda
- Were you Single/Taken/Married/Divorced? taken
- 13)Any Kids? nah
TODAY
- Age? 19
- Where do you work? Stonewall Circle
- Where do you live? West Harrison, NY, America
- Do you wear contacts and/or glasses? im sposed to when i read but i await for them to arrive in the mail
- Who are your closest friends? NAISY, han, anton,
- How many piercings do you have? still just my ears
- How many tattoos? still none :(
- What kind of car do you have?i drive a mad jeep yo
- Had your heart been broken? not since i was 17 yo
- How many kids?none but i look after 3
- Are you Single/Taken/Married/Divorce/Single/separated?single
ok now im bored of this.
peace out suckas
Friday, June 19, 2009
Sunday, June 14, 2009
hmm
im in a rather foul mood today.
i was in a good mood, but it changed, and heres why: i had plans tonight when i finished work and i just got a call from the girl i was sposed to go out with and she was like ohh im tired im going to bed sorry..
like, she knew that i didnt finish till 11 so maybe she should have just said straight out, i dont think so.. but it was HER idea to do something when i finished..
and its not just that, but on the social side of things i really hate america. i dont understand the people here, and i dont understand the other aupairs. i dont understand why no one is inviting me to do anything and they all DO things, surely they dont all just sit around doing nothing? its making me a bit miserable, not having any friends over here. and i really dont have ANY friends. except for in FLORIDA. i wish that i had this family, just they lived in florida. or the girls from florida lived up here. i dont know. it just makes me more homesick, because all i wanna do is talk to everyone back home.
i've never been in this situation where i've had NO FRIENDS. like, back home, i always had atleast one. but i've got no one here. i mean, there are a couple of girls that i like, but i always have to call them first and organise stuff with them or call them just to get invited to anything.
i dont know. i just really bummed me out that my plans for tonight were cancelled. im just getting very lonely over here. it really makes me want to come home. why is it so hard over here? i've never been so bored in my life.
only 40 1/2 weeks to go.
i was in a good mood, but it changed, and heres why: i had plans tonight when i finished work and i just got a call from the girl i was sposed to go out with and she was like ohh im tired im going to bed sorry..
like, she knew that i didnt finish till 11 so maybe she should have just said straight out, i dont think so.. but it was HER idea to do something when i finished..
and its not just that, but on the social side of things i really hate america. i dont understand the people here, and i dont understand the other aupairs. i dont understand why no one is inviting me to do anything and they all DO things, surely they dont all just sit around doing nothing? its making me a bit miserable, not having any friends over here. and i really dont have ANY friends. except for in FLORIDA. i wish that i had this family, just they lived in florida. or the girls from florida lived up here. i dont know. it just makes me more homesick, because all i wanna do is talk to everyone back home.
i've never been in this situation where i've had NO FRIENDS. like, back home, i always had atleast one. but i've got no one here. i mean, there are a couple of girls that i like, but i always have to call them first and organise stuff with them or call them just to get invited to anything.
i dont know. i just really bummed me out that my plans for tonight were cancelled. im just getting very lonely over here. it really makes me want to come home. why is it so hard over here? i've never been so bored in my life.
only 40 1/2 weeks to go.
Tuesday, June 9, 2009
Friday, May 29, 2009
im in a shit mood
so all people in a relationship can get fucked tonight.
seriously. im sick of you all. with your holding hands and being all cutesy. you make me sick.
also
ugly people do not deserve to be in a relationship with someone hot.
and
you can just get fucked. go and die with your stupid relationship and happiness.
seriously. im sick of you all. with your holding hands and being all cutesy. you make me sick.
also
ugly people do not deserve to be in a relationship with someone hot.
and
you can just get fucked. go and die with your stupid relationship and happiness.
Wednesday, May 27, 2009
I'm Doing It Again
LOOK i just didnt feel that the last blog about songs that i love was long enough, and it didnt have all the songs i love, and this one wont either, but here goes. i believe i was up to 26. i'll put the last 20 song titles in but if you want the explanation, go read the blog, fucker. i have decided that it would be easier to do this in lots of 20, ok?
- Wannabe - Spice Girls
- Can't Touch This - MC Hammer
- Thats When I love you - aslyn
- our song - taylor swift
- Online songs - blink 182
- oops! i did it again - britney spears
- crazy in love - beyonce ft jay z
- Yo Mama - Butterfingers
- Reflection - Mulan
- Under the Sea - The Little Mermaid
- If Ya Gettin Down - Five
- Everything - Michael Buble
- Canon in D - Pachelbel
- Suck My Kiss - Red Hot Chilli Peppers
- Nosebleed Section - Hilltop Hoods
- AUSTRALIA - Don Spencer
- Your Body Is A Wonderland - John Mayer
- 77% - The Herd
- Cuckoo - ??
- It's Tricky - Run DMC
OK so now some more - Shake It - Metro Station
fuck this song is great. i just dance whenever i hear it. i got sick of it for a while, but that lasted about a day. its just brilliant. even the kids im looking after now like it. it is the PERFECT chest dancing song, the bit that is like, SHAKE SHAKE, SHAKE SHAKE a SHAKE IT!! perfect for chestdancing. chest dancing makes me happy and so this song, in turn makes me happy. - If I Were A Boy - Beyonce
i cried once when i listened to this song, i will not lie. it was because at the time i was having a miserable time with a certain boy (wow!!! whats new!?) and i listened to this song and felt like it was written pretty much FOR ME!! (secretly tho, if i were a boy for a day, id have sex with some random chick to know what a boy orgasm is like... among other things that i'd do. which i cant think of because iv been PUT ON THE SPOT by myself!! ohhh i'd pee standing up!!!) - 7 Things - Miley Cyrus
miley miley miley... you may be called a slut by many gossip columnists (ahem-perezhilton.. but i love him anyways) but i still love YOU! you bought me hannah montana and many moments of joy. but this is NOT ABOUT HANNAH MONTANA this is about you, and i love this song! i wish i loved a boy sometimes. sometimes i felt like it related to a certain boy in my life (see, i really am thinking about him alot at the moment.. weird) and i would sing along very loudly "THE 7 THINGS I LIKE ABOUT YOU, YOUR HAIR YOUR EYES YOUR OLD LEVIS, WHEN WE KISS IM HYPNOTISED.. YOU MAKE ME LAUGH, YOU MAKE ME CRY BUT I GUESS THATS BOTH WE'LL HAVE TO BUY! YOUR HAND IN MINE WHEN WE'RE INTERTWINED, EVERYTHINGS ALLLLRIGHT. I WANNA BE WITH THE ONE I KNOW!" and so on. i really do like it. i even loved it at the pub. speaking of songs of yours i liked at the pub, i am also a big fan of See You Again. its fun to sing and dance to. well done miley/disney for making miley who she is today. - Bicycle Song - Queen
HA HA HA well, ok, so bohemian rhapsody would probably be the most obvious to put on this list of songs that i listened to i liked growing up/made me who i am today. but i feel that EVERYONE loves bohemian rhapsody, and you know, i feel like the bicycle song is of worth aswell.. not that bohemian rhapsody isnt FREAKING AWESOME!! you know, next 20, i'll write in bohemian rhapsody.. but right now, i just want to say "i want to ride my bicycle, i want to ride my bike!! i want to ride my biCYCLE i want to ride it where i like" .. my dad liked queen when i was growing up. - The Hockey Song - Warren Zevon
i shudder a bit putting this song on, but i feel like i grew up with sooo much of this shit that in the music that makes up my life, warren zevon has to be in there somewhere. some of my best calls were against this music. it belongs here. BUT if i were making a list of the worst songs ever, a song of his would DEFINATLY be on there. - Mr Postman - The Carpenters
STOP!! oh yes, wait a minute mr postman. WAIT! wai-ai-ai-ait mr post man.. please mr postman, look and see... ok you get it. this is a MUMMY song. we, together, love this song. if i had to think of one song i that would be the soundtrack for my mum and i driving together, this song would probably win. that or something by bette midler (whom i love, i really do, im not ashamed to admit it. - Fergalicious - Fergie
ah, yes. great song, great song. its just so funny. this is when my true talent of REALLY learning all the words to songs became known. i remember i was in the car and my brother was driving but it was my cd for some reason.. who knows? but there was someone in the back, and i cant remember who it was, but this song came on, and i was just minding my own buisness and NOT EVEN SINGING LOUDLY and they turned to me and said, do you know EVERYSINGLEWORD to this song? and i said, yes. and they said "impressive". i should have then found something with cant touch this or its tricky, and then they would have been REALLY impressed.
but seriously? how fun is it to dance to this song aswell! - Bubbly - Colbie Callait
ha ha ha. this song reminds me of my darling brother, mark. LOOK, he LOVES this song, ok? more, im afraid to admit, than it is normal for a hetrosexual male to like such a song. but he listens. and not even just while hes drunk, he likes it when hes stone sober aswell.
its a nice song, but it was slightly ruined for me when i heard Coles Radio playing it.. then they HAVE started playing new songs recently... - Low - Flo Rida ft some other guy
SHORTY GOT LOW LOW LOW LOW LOW LOW LOW LOW!! fucken awesome. this song is my PUB song. no song can remind me of the pub like this song does. i REMEMBER when this song came out, me and sarah, my pub buddy at the time, LOVED IT and it was OUR SONG and when it came on, everyone else could FUCK OFF in our humble opinion, because we needed to dance and we needed to do it alone.
i remember running away from conversations to dance to this song. i remember we also loved, when it first came out, The Way I Are, Timberland, and one time at the Kilda they played Low just after one of us said "i just want them to play low!!" and THEN they played the way i are, and we were so excited and jumping around screaming like little girls, like the KNEW thats what we wanted!!! our 2 favs played back to back. exhausting to dance to tho... - I'd Do Anything - Simple Plan
i had fantasies about the boy i liked singing me this song. my fantasies are quite elaborate, so it involved him setting up a whole BAND in my front yard and then singing it to me as a way to show me he loved me.
yes. i have said it before, and i'll say it again, i live in a fantasy world in my head. its great. i think its what keeps me happy, my fantasy land, because sometimes i believe it will actually come true, the situations from fantasy land.
anyway. this song is just cute cute cute. ID DO ANYTHINGGGGG JUST TO HOLD YOU IN MY ARMS!! lovely. why?? WHY wasnt it written for me?? - When Your Heart Stops Beating - +44
you know what shits me about this song? every time i hear it, i think of my ex boyfriend. but it is a seriously good song, and i've been trying to break that habit. he introduced me to this band, really, and im glad he did because i really like this CD. i bought it. actually, you know, i bought it before we started dating, back during the whole "i like you but its holidays" thing where I didnt hook up because it felt like, to ME we were dating anyway, but HE felt free to have sex with some random TALL FAT chick and then PRETTY much lie to me about it.
maybe thats why i dont listen to this band very often. i get very mad when i think about that. - Tony the Beat - The Sounds
this song is bomb. me and ashryn used to listen to it all the time. i had the sounds album, too, and they really are awesome. i remember when the song got "trendy" and all these clothing shops started playing it all the time, and i got so excited the first time i heard it. one of the first non-pathectic (by him) conversations i ever had with my ex was about how they were playing this song at a club in sydney. but this song is a song that reminds me of ashri, and it always will. - Shut Up and Let Me Go - The Ting Tings this song belongs to renee, and the reason it is on here is because we LOVED to sing this song on singstar. there are alot of songs on here that maybe wouldnt have changed my life that much, but i like them anyway. so this isnt really a list on "songs that have changed my life" as such, more like, its songs that bring back memories/also just great songs.
- Naive - The Kooks
and secretly Lily Allen aswell. ok so i heard this song on Angus Thongs and Perfect Snogging, and i will admit, it was Lily Allen who was singing it. it was awesome. but respect must be paid to the kooks, because they wrote it, and their version was played at the end of 17 again, (which is where i first heard it) and i like thier version equally as much. - Superstar - Jamelia
AHH the song that bought me my first ever singstar. THIS IS THE SONG, people, that started it all. i LOVED that singstar. it had career mode, where you had to get so many points to go furthur in your career. good times. this song was also exceptionally easy to sing, and i always got in the 9000s with it, usually quite a bit higher. i believe i was even getting in the 9800s, which is nearly PERFECT scoring. - Rockstar - Hannah Montana
no list would be complete with out hannah montana, and i chose rockstar because of the time that me and renee got the lyrics so confused. we thought it was
im unusual
not so typical
way to smart to be
waiting around
tai chi practising
snowboard champion
I COULD BE SO FLAT ON YOUR CAR
i might even be a rockstar!
YES! we were convinced of it!! it made NO SENSE but we didnt care. it wasnt until i looked up the lyrics on the internet and discovered it was "i could fix the flat on your car" that we changed. funny shit! - Baby One More Time - Britney Spears
ha ha ha. do i really need to put down an explanation of why this song is great? it just IS! but i will share a memory. my brother and i had a fight, and it was because he changed the channel before video hits was over and they hadnt played this song yet, MEANING IT WAS NUMBER 1! and i threw a BIG tantrum until it was eventually changed back and i got to see the video.
also thanks for all the inspiration on slutty school girl brit. - All The Small Things - Blink 182
do you wanna know a secret? i secretly hated this song when it first came out. THEY WERE PAYING OUT THE BACKSTREET BOYS and i LOVED the backstreet boys!! it used to annoy me, just watching the video to this song. but heres the thing, i LOVE THIS SONG!! even back then, i hated the video (backstreet boys = love of my life back then), i still found myself humming along, singing it, and then at age 11, blink 182 became one of my fav bands. then i got amy onto blink 182. then amy got her then boyfriend onto blink 182. i always wonder, because amys first boyfriend (ben) also happened to be best friends with my boyfriend of the future, and i wonder, did ben get HIM onto blink 182? because you know, thats one of the things that attracted me to simon, his love for blink 182.. but now thinking about it, i may have triggered that MYSELF!!! HOW BIZZARRE!! - Complicated - Avril Lavigne
avril lavigne, how well you know teen angst. nah, i like this song, and so does my MUM!! she sings along. we loved this cd (mum loved it secretly). and then in New York Minute, they quoted this song and it was FUNNY!! - Innocent Eyes - Delta Goodrem
to this day, i still wish to be able to play that AMAZING piano solo in the middle of this song. you know how i played air guitar to Online Songs? well, i used to play air PIANO to this song. i loved it. and it was awesome to sing along to aswell.
anyway. shut up and let me go! HEY!
well thats it for now. more later.
xoxoxo
DEAR FAITHFUL READERS
Why doesnt this thing let me know when people write comments about my blog?
ok so i've only ever gotten like, 3 comments but it WOULD HAVE BEEN NICE TO HAVE KNOWN ABOUT THEM especially because there was one from luke that was especially nice. i feel very rude now because i never even acknowledged it. luke, if you've been sitting around thinking FUCK THAT ANN-MARIE IS RUDE, im nice to her after she writes a blog where shes all depressed and she doesnt even say anything about it, i say this to you:
Dear Luke (should you read this),
thankyou very much for your kind comment. i wish i had read it back when you posted it, becaus it certaintly put a smile on my face today, so im sure it would have cheered me up when i was all depressed. i am sorry i did not acknowledge it, but i was unaware it was there. but thankyou for your kind words.
Sincerly, and with much love, because sincerly is too formal to really part this loving note with,
Ann-Marie
xoxoxo (just incase you didnt fully get my gratitude, those xo show it aswell. just incase you were wondering what was up with that)
WHATS ON MY MIND RIGHT NOW:
ok so i've only ever gotten like, 3 comments but it WOULD HAVE BEEN NICE TO HAVE KNOWN ABOUT THEM especially because there was one from luke that was especially nice. i feel very rude now because i never even acknowledged it. luke, if you've been sitting around thinking FUCK THAT ANN-MARIE IS RUDE, im nice to her after she writes a blog where shes all depressed and she doesnt even say anything about it, i say this to you:
Dear Luke (should you read this),
thankyou very much for your kind comment. i wish i had read it back when you posted it, becaus it certaintly put a smile on my face today, so im sure it would have cheered me up when i was all depressed. i am sorry i did not acknowledge it, but i was unaware it was there. but thankyou for your kind words.
Sincerly, and with much love, because sincerly is too formal to really part this loving note with,
Ann-Marie
xoxoxo (just incase you didnt fully get my gratitude, those xo show it aswell. just incase you were wondering what was up with that)
WHATS ON MY MIND RIGHT NOW:
- today i wore my red overall-like dress.
this dress is special in a couple of different ways.
1 is that i found $10 in the front pocket. IN AUSTRALIAN MONEY!! which is pretty sick that it made it all the way over here without me knowing. australian money is so BRIGHT!!
one time, a certain boy who shall remain nameless but we all KNOW who im talking about told me i looked hot in this dress.
i never got it because i think i look like a 5 year old in it, but apparently i do. actually, he told me i looked hot in it TWICE!
man, my ego should have been big in australia, except he was the only person who said such things and it was really only to get in my pants. - i wonder, what im doing, thinking about him while im so far away. its not going to get me ANYWHERE, is it? all im going to do is miss him, and then possibly make out in my head that he was pefect, when really it was far from.
and whats up with this lack of contact from him? he hasnt even tried. i've been gone nearly 10 weeks. doesnt he miss me? why doesnt he miss me? even boys who were LONG in my past have spoken to me since i've been over here. WHAT IS UP WITH HIM?? why isnt he asking my friends to say hi, or getting my email address and writing. hanna, next time you see him, right, ASK HIM WHAT THE FUCK HIS PROBLEM IS! and remind him i want my money, if you think about it. - im a little dissapointed because i got a really nice manicure and then i wrecked it so now i look trailer trash.
- i love hanna saltis lots and i want her to be happy. thats whats REALLY on my mind at the moment. because i really do love her
peace out
ann-marie
Tuesday, May 26, 2009
i TOLD you i talk lots
so, im kind of bipolar with my blogs.. i dont blog for AGES and then suddenly its like BAM this is my blog that i write to like its my diary and im an apathetic emo. so.. second post for the day. maybe i should get twitter? but thats like, only thoughts and my thoughts tend to be longer than most. too long.
anyway, i would just like to share some american experiences i have had with males trying to "seduce" me, and i "" it because i am not sure if they really think it works? or do american girls have no standards? i think its because they are not very pretty.. kidding (or am i?)
anyway, i would just like to share some american experiences i have had with males trying to "seduce" me, and i "" it because i am not sure if they really think it works? or do american girls have no standards? i think its because they are not very pretty.. kidding (or am i?)
- grabbing me while im at a club
look. i dont want to be a bitch, and i know this works, but really. if a girl is dancing with a group of friends, what makes YOU think shes going to go, hmm well im having fun, but this guy is clawing at my wrist so i'll just stop and rub my booty against his package.
for some girls, this is what happens. for me, you are wrong (unless you are zac efron or joe jonas. if you are, you can grab me all you want. i have the priest waiting in the bus.). i am not going to dance with you, or the guy that asks me after that, or the guy that asks me after that or the guy that asks me after that. but MAYBE the 5th guy to grab me stands a chance, no? its not going to stop you from trying, is it AMERICAN BOYS?!!
you sure do have big egos, american boys at clubs - the guy collecting tickets for the train telling me i look nice
ha ha ha. well. so there i am, on my way to new york city, when the guy comes to get my ticket. so into my handbag i reach, and get the ticket. then "you look very nice today, are you going to a party" (oh, by the way, it was 2 in the afternoon. who goes to parties that early, ticket-collector-guy?). so i say, "no... im just going into the city for a couple of hours" and then he says, "well, your outfit is very nice, you sure could go to some parties" and im sitting there thinking, you know what? i COULD go to a party in my freaking tracksuit pants if i felt the need, what the hell?? but i am nice and i say "oh thanks.. but im just going shopping" and then he says, "well im sure you'll get many compliments on your outfit, especially from other boys" then he WINKS!! he WINKS!!!!
ticket-collector-guy. i respect you, because you winked and that is cheesy. but funny. are you gay or is that a line, your outfit looks nice? was it the pink shoes or was it the fact that my hair was curly? or was it that my lips were redder than usual? - the old man teaching me how to drive
far out. if you are over 60, do not hit on 19 year olds. STRIKE THAT!! if you are over 30, do not hit on 19 year olds, unless you think they are the type of 19 year olds that would like that, because, lets face it, kendra from the girls next door was only around 19 when she started dating hugh hefner, who, for the record, is the same age as my grandmother.
anyway. im driving on the wrong side of the freaking road and there is this 60 yr old commenting on all the "ladies", as he referred to all females over 10 to, walking by. his comments went a little something like this: "mmmm break me off some of THAT i LIKE!" "ohh no, none of that NONE of that!"
then he goes, so, do you have a boyfriend. YOU STUPID MAN! im from AUSTRALIA and im 19, for fuck sakes. its like, a 24 hour travel time for me to get home. how DUMB would i have to be to keep a boyfriend through this? its just SELFISH!! and you KNOW im living here for a year. there are few and far 19 yr olds that have a relationship strong enough to handle long distance, and i am having difficulty concentrating on staying on the right side of the road. and its been 30 seconds. how am i sposed to concentrate on a LONG DISTANCE RELATIONSHIP! so i say, no.. i dont and he says "pretty girl like you should have a boyfriend" so i say "well, i dont. oh well" and swerved to miss the squirrel. - the 4 black teens.
hmm my favourite. im just going to copy and paste part of what i said to hanna here, because im lazy:
4 black guys walked past me today, clearly they were together, and they all said, one after the other "how you doin sexy?" all nodding me up and down and shit.is that the best pickup line they can come up with? am i sposed to stop and go "mmmhmmm baby, i like yo style?" and then have group sex with them?
seriously funny shit.
ANYWAY, i would like to put it out there that i do not have a massive ego and that the only reason that guys have been hitting on me is because i dress like a slut.
HAPPY NOW HANNA????
too cool
so, i see all these stupid things like, what 25 songs are your favourites, and what are you listening to and how that affects the stupid result, and i always feel like, people are trying WAY TO HARD to be cool in them, because they always pick the "coolest" songs and i sometimes think, surely some of you feel that you really would be happy if you'd never heard Baby One More Time.
so i thought, i'll be honest, for a change, and write a few songs that have changed my life, and why/how. so, these are some of my favourite songs, songs that i love and songs that i grew up to. there will probably be quite a few. and they are not in any particular order.
so i thought, i'll be honest, for a change, and write a few songs that have changed my life, and why/how. so, these are some of my favourite songs, songs that i love and songs that i grew up to. there will probably be quite a few. and they are not in any particular order.
- Wannabe - SpiceGirls.
FUCK i loved this song when i was little/still love this song. really, would my life me the same if i had never done dance routines with my cousins while singing, TELL ME WHAT YOU WANT, WHAT YOU REALLY REALLY WANT! i swear to god, at the time this song was released my brother started getting those 100% Hits CDS (which he'd never admit to now.. well now he would but 5 years ago he wouldnt have) and Wannabe was the first track on one of the CDS and i listened to it OVER and OVER and OVER again. it was awesome. everytime i hear this song, i feel happy. how can you be sad listening to this song??? - Can't Touch This - MC Hammer.
Words can not describe the pride i felt when i FINALLY learnt all the words to this song. not only that, this is my hockey song, it is my happy dance song. i mean, literally, i used to stand on the hockey feild in my little pleated skirt and skate shoes (because i was too cool for joggers) freezing my ass off doing my little HAPPY DANCE while singing to this. admitantly, it would eventually turn into thriller and i'd be doing part of the thriller dance, but it was still pretty cool. - Thats When I Love You - Aslyn.
I just LOVE this song. its just pretty. it sounds like a sad song to listen to, but i freaking love it. anyone who hasnt heard this song should download it, but dont get the shitty version from some garden album. get the version that is featured in How To Deal. - Our Song - Taylor Swift
fuck. this song. genius. i just love it. actually, you know what? i love all taylor swift songs. taylor swift is probably my favourite female singer. i just really love her. and our song is the one that got me listening to her in the first place. and naisy and i.. oh the memories i have of us driving around in my green machine screaming OUR SONG IS THE SLAMMING SCREEN DOOR! SNEAKING OUT LATE TAPPING ON YOUR WINDOW. WHEN WE'RE ON THE PHONE AND YOU TALK REEAAAALLL SLOW. COS ITS LATE AND YOUR MAMA DONT KNOW! thats one of my favourite memories of all time really. - Online Songs - Blink 182
i used to refer to this song as my happy song. if i was sad and i listened to this song, i would cheer up. my favourite part is when it goes "and she said na na na na na na na na na na na na na (i dreamt i saw you again) na na na na na na na na na na na na na (i dreamt i saw you again) na na na na na na na na na na na na na na na na na (i dreamt i saw you again) na na na na na na na na na na na na na na na!!!" i remember, in my OLD OLD bedroom, with my brother old cd player, standing in the tiny space, playing air guitar and REALLY rocking out to this song. especially that part. to this day if i listen to that song, i HAVE to turn that part up really loud and sing along. and if someone talks during it, i will very politely listen and then say, excuse me, rewind a bit, turn it up and then sing, and then turn it back down. or i will say, sorry, this is my fav part, and do the same. i cant just let it go.. i MUST sing na na na na na. - Oops! I Did It Again - Britney Spears
man, am i the only one who remember the cool ass video clip to this song? i loved it. i spent ages teaching myself to do that bit she does with her arms. does anyone remember the doll that came out in that suit? fuck it must have been uncomfortable tho. this song goes down in britney history, and i love it. THANK YOU britney spears for your many songs that have given us so much joy. - Crazy In Love - Beyonce Ft Jay Z
so, i know im not the only one that spent quite a bit of my time doing that booty dance beyonce does in this song infront of my mirror. i am probably the person that failed MOST while trying, but i had fun. ok ok, i admit it. i totally still do that dance if this song comes on. im not kidding either. today it came on while i was driving, and i felt compelled to do a little bit of dancing while i drove. i was driving through the ghetto of whiteplains tho, so i just looked like some crazy wannabe-black white chick driving a jeep. - Yo Mama - Butterfingers
ah yo mama jokes. this song took it to a whole new level really. its just so FUNNY. and.. its so FUNNY! i laugh every time i hear this song. and the list! the LIST!! "eat more fruit, plant more trees" i mean, its just classic. WHERE DID YOU COME UP WITH THIS SHIT BUTTERFINGERS!! the whole album was HILARIOUS actually. i will take up a bit of the yo mama space to just welcome "i love work" and "everytime" into this, because they are hilarious too. i could do quotes for them all, but really, i cant be fucked it would take up alot of time.
OH OH and when they go into like, chords for your mama at the end, like a choir. i know this has a technical term and i KNOW what it is but i CANT REMEMBER it. but its cool. and then when they have that strange bit at the end and it ends with HASTA LA VISTA, BABY and its all techno and shit. its just funny. and random. brilliant. - Reflection - Mulan
look, quite frankly, in my opinion, most disney songs would be eligable for the list, but i cant be bothered. the reason Reflection came on here is because i started singing this song. like, i sung it for performances and shit at a time where i was so shy i didnt really WANT to sing infront of, oh i dont know THE ENTIRE FREAKING SCHOOL! but i did. and this was the song i sung. i remember practising for the eistedfford with this song and elle saying it gave her goosebumps, which may have been a slight exageration because im not actually that good, but it meant alot because elle is a really good singer. - Under The Sea - The Little Mermaid
ha ha ha ha. its from the little mermaid. a crab sings it. its just great.and the crab.. hes JAMAICAN!!!! you know, i always wondered, why? why did they decide to make sebastian jamaican? was there any reasoning, or is that just how it happened to turn out? either way, it just adds to the song. i mean, who doesnt like singing along to this song with a cheesy jamaican accent? i wonder tho, does a jamaican understand the beauty of this?? who knows? still classic tho, plus i LOVE the little mermaid. - If Ya Getting Down - Five
FIVE!! nuff said. but seriously. its just another one of those songs that i liked to dance to in my bedroom. plus it has the line "Wiggi wiggi I'm getting jiggy". i mean, whats not to love right there? who, when they were 10 or 11 or however old you were, didnt sing along going "Wiggi wiggi I'm getting jiggy" and thrusting all around thier bedroom. anyone who says they did not do this is lying. nobody was that cool in 1999. seriously. there are certain people who i am sure do not read this blog (but i'll address ANYWAY) who would say, i never listened to five, or britney, or the spice girls or any of that 90s shit. i was all nirvana and the cool music, even when i was 9. they are LYING! i dont care if you hated 5, you had to like SOME lame music... sorry five. went off on a tangent in the middle of my love for your song. but seriously. awesome. - Everything - Micheal Buble
if a guy sung this to me, i would probably marry them on the spot. i am not kidding. well, i am. but you get the point. this song is just LOVELY. it gives me this funny feeling in my chest when i think about how lovely it is. i WISH someone would write me a song like this, but apparently i only like JERKS who are NOT VERY MUSICAL. also, this song brings back memories of a night with heg and nardie getting drunk and singing this very loudly in the kitchen, really getting into it. unfortunately this is one of my LAST memories from that night, but then again, that might not be a bad thing considering what i was told/how i smelt the next day (i MEAN i smelt of alcohol, nothing gross/suss.. geez). anyway. love of my life, should you ever read this, if you can sing, you should sing me this song. maybe one day i'll write a blog dedicated to all the songs i would like to me sung to me, but not for this blog. - Canon in D - Pachelbel
ANYONE who was in my music class can agree with me when i say i LOVE THIS SONG. i played it like every day. it was banned from music class. but mainly this was due to the fact that it was ONE OF THE ONLY SONGS I COULD PLAY because i had STOPPED TAKING LESSONS FIVE YEARS PRIOR to year 11 and i was sick of playing 1000 miles, because well, i learnt it in year 7. this is the song that i will walk down the aisle to if i have a traditional wedding. i sometimes play this song on piano and spice it up a little bit, extending and shortning notes as i please. i once participated in playing a jazz version of this song, with mic ms on bass. it was cool. - Suck My Kiss - Red Hot Chili Peppers
HIT ME YOU CANT HURT ME!!! SUCK MY KISS! fucken yeh. this song on guitar hero = AWESOME FUN!! i just like it. its cool. i like listening to it real loud and feeling real cool. - Nosebleed Section - Hilltop Hoods
look, let me just put it out there, i liked this song before it was cool. i remember having it on my ipod, and a certain someone who i shall refer to as MAN (some may get this, but the some that may get this might not read my blog) used to make me listen to it ALL THE FUCKING TIME and i got a bit sick of it. but not now. i love it. this song comes on at the pub, right, and my friends are like,ohh im hot lets get off the DF and im all like, NO FREAKING WAY MAN, THIS SONG IS AWESOME!! i must stay and dance and jump like a drugged maniac, and then we will go outside. - AUSTRALIA - Don Spencer
ah. a childhood song. so, does anyone reading this (hanna is most likely my only reader actualy, but hanna) have you heard of don spencer? he was my fav. i loved this song. let me just recite the song to you:
We've got Ayer Rock (ayers rock)
We've got the flying doc (flying doc)
We've got the lot (got the lot)
In Autralia (Australia!)
We've got the didgereedoo (i cant spell that!!)
we've got the kangaroo (kangaroo)
we've got me and you (me and you)
in australia!
A U S T R A L I A!!!!!
AUSTRALIA!! - Your Body Is A Wonderland - John Mayer
look, this song.. oh. i love this song, even tho its TOTALLY ALL ABOUT SEX i love it. another song i wish someone would just sing to me. over and over. and over. rh. john mayer is a sexy beast, except he is a bit of a tool in real life. fucking amazing singer tho. - 77% - The Herd
im totally getting bored of writing explanations. this blog must end soon. but this song is great. so in your face. so funny. so funny. "dont wanna live in england THATS FUCKEN TOUGH!" - Cuckoo - i have no fucking idea
the first song i learnt to play on piano with right and left hands doing different things. it will always have a place in my heart. althought i learnt it when i was like, 6, i can still play it. and for some strange reason, it makes me think of my dad... - It's Tricky - Run DMC
ha ha ha ha great song. I MET THIS LITTLE GIRLY! HER HAIR WAS KINDA CURLY! the genius of that rhyme is just hilarious. this song is so funny!
look, there are so many more. but my point is, who are you trying to impress anyway? if your friends dont like you because you are a bit of a loser, they arent very good friends anyway.
peace out brothas.
xo
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