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

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.

• 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

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!

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

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.