LOSER: Sunday 28th

Just another boring update about my life, feel free to roll your eyes and complain that i'm boring, just make sure you do it on the cbox because if you nag on msn, you will be ignored.

Continuing with this mind numbing post, I embarrassed myself on Friday, but this time it was in front of more people than usual, and it was planned. Yes, I was one of those silly girls who tried out for a rec assembly performance, and more cringe-worthily, the Gee dance. Enough said. Ok, I make it sound a lot worse than it was, but it definitely had that awkward factor with all that excessive hip thrusting accompanied by some Korean song in a foreign language. I'm sorry, I honestly can't help making everything sound so bad, so let me say without any sarcasm or insane exaggeration for those skeptics out there who are thinking "then why did you do it?": it was actually a lot of fun.

Saturday- did pretty much nothing at all, besides waste time and downloads, feel bad about it and continue.

Today- first half of today was like yesterday, wasting away in front of my laptop, until I was adventurous enough to find a movie to watch (of course)- "Chicago" and waste my childhood in front of a good old musical. Its bloody brilliant, I think all the songs would be musically molesting my mind if my neighbours aren't threatening to cause some earthquakes in Japan with their overpowering doof doof music and fireworks. People have catchy musicals to sing out of tune. Gee... gee gee gee baby baby. I apologise, that was inappropriate, especially to those poor people who came to watch Zach's group and had to watch us first. I'm sure you well and truly do not want to hear of it ever again, and if you haven't written a note to self already, you don't have to stick around to be polite next time.

Now- because I actually spent a lot of time writing that, in the ratio of quality:time that is. The party music thats infecting half the suburb coming within ten metres of me is getting more are more hardcore by each song, as my brother expected. I started the post in the morning when they were playing "Total Eclipse of the Heart" and Bob Marley. Then, to Miley Cyrus' more controversial songs, to Rhianna and Pussy Cat Dolls to some rap... and alas, is that some unidentified hardy style beat I hear? Oh no, Kesha? Really? Oh thats better, The Presets.

Ok I feel really sad, blogging about someone elses party, full of people having fun with friends while i'm at home in front of my laggy laptop, running a commentary on their song choice, on the internet so i'll just end it here.

WHAT? Miley Cyrus AGAIN?

I really need to find something better to do.

Oh look, backyard fireworks- i'm pretty sure thats illegal..

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Fattened short post: Wednesday 24th

We dissected a lambs heart today. AND IT STANK.

Just had to put it out there.

While i'm at it, I may as well say some things no one cares about to fatten up the post a bit more:

I bashed edi in the head with my chin and my ear hurts when I eat now. Welcome home retarded jaw dysfunction thing.

Ning hurled a ball in my face, ran into me and chucked another ball at me today, in rapid succession. Maybe I should stop bagging her out so much.

I can't believe I actually considered that, i forget that half this blog is pretty much dedicated to antagonising her.

Both my elastics broke at dinner which is weird because I was trying really hard not to eat too ferociously because it made my ear hurt.

I have a couch in my room (i'm literally looking around for something mildly interesting to say)

Ok, thats it, unless you want to hear about how my room is weirdly shaped so that I don't get any sunlight and how theres four pairs of thongs under my desk, because thats all i've got so far.

Assuming that no one could possibly be THAT bored,

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Teasing for dummies Pt1: Saturday 20th

PART 1

It appears Dennis has managed to aggravate more people in two blog posts than i've had with almost a years worth of posts. The first one involving a very indignant Leo and the second, well for a lack of a better word, was dogg. I know he's only joking, which leads me to think how the hell i've managed to stop people from bashing down my front door and threatening to impale me with a flowery pink umbrella, Yes, Hagrid style. The answer is simply: subtlety.

I am not exactly a world class taunter but I think i've had more practice with Ning then most. Not only is subtlety classy, it makes the insult far more lighter and playful, hence reducing the victim's reasons to retaliate physically (including being speared by a half-giant) or without the same subtlety. And this isn't just for bagging people out, subtlety is useful for easing the tension everywhere. Funerals and break ups to convincing your mum to take you to see the latest Harry Potter movie...

But back to insults.

Notice in the witty arguments you see in your favourite TV shows/books or whatever, all insults are subtle and sophisticated . And the huge , dramatic, made-to-sting insults or accusations are direct and so in-the-face. Its a pretty basic idea, but if you haven't made your witty little insults vague enough, there a few things you can do.

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Racism! : Thursday 18th

I'm starting to get really excited for the upcoming holidays now that assignments and tests are all pretty much over. Its so liberating going home knowing that you can waste time without feeling bad about it afterwards, not that its ever stopped me.

I just forgot what I was going to talk about but it was probably nothing too interesting from what's there so far, so i'll just complain about something that other people do again. Yes this is becoming a bit of a habit but at least this time i'm pretty sure I don't do this myself for once.

Oversensitivity in racism. Since i' not entirely sure what that means or if it makes any sense, i'll explain it a bit. Maybe its just people I am surrounded by, but there are always those people who are convinced that every mention of black or white in a sentence is a racist statement. Picking chocolate over vanilla is not racism people (yes people are THAT bad). So bad that i'm going to say that if its a joke, its obviously not funny. Its like how people say thats what she said and it doesn't make sense, except worse because racism is serious and people get pretty offended by getting accused of that sort of stuff.

Once again, i understand some of my posts look very whiny and pissy which, I assure you, they are very whiny, but i'm not angry. I'm merely expressing some of the things that annoy me as a mild complaint which can be totally disregarded at will.

Thanks for reading.

SPLAT: Tuesday 16th

Word of the day: jiblat

1 (n) a queue to scream splat

Sorry, this doesn't allow anyone else to make inside jokes that i'm not involved in by the way.

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The VOICE in my head.

Hello All,


     The 'A Part of Us' family is growing! Well, I'd like to formally welcome Dennis here. Hey Dennis! Because a greeting in the cbox just won't suffice for me. And yes, laptop, I meant cbox, not Xbox. Good to see you have your priorities set straight, spellchecker.


     Anyway, I was sick today, so I didn't get to go to school. I though, I might as well use the time to do something productive, so maybe this was the time to do some homework. I was typing up something about stereotypical heroic qualities and how they applied to Harry Potter (english homework that was actually due last week) when I realised I'd accidentally typed up the last sentence in capitals. I'd written: WITH HARRY'S NEWFOUND UNDERSTANDING OF THE POWER OF LOVE, HE SUCCESSFULLY DEFEATED VOLDEMORT.


     I was just about to delete that line, when I noticed that the voice in my head had read it, but it was shouting. I reread it, and it did the same thing. I laughed, and wrote some more nonsense lines, to see if the voice in my head would alternate too. Sure enough, it did.


     Harry Potter's birthday is the 31st of July.
     THAT MUST MEAN HE WAS CONCEIVED ON HALLOWEEN.
     So what on Earth was James and Lily up to on Halloween?
     I'M GUESSING NOT TRICK OR TREATING.


     Oh, I'm so wrong. But on topic again, my new discovery led to me to find similar things.


     When. I. read. these. kind. of. sentences. the. voice. in. my. head. takes. pauses.


     Please tell me I'm not the only one. Also:


     WhenIreadsentenceswithoutspacesthevoiceinmyheadreadssuperfast.


     Has anybody noticed this before me? I'm sure there's other kinds of weird things the voice in my head does. All I have to do is find them.


     Another question... is it normal to have voices in your head in the first place?


That's all, folks. Thanks for reading!

I surrender

Hi, I was going to just edit Dennis' post but I thought thats a bit intrusive and douchey so i'll just doing to save my ass from getting whipped by writing this, which applies to the post below:

THIS IS A JOKE AND NOT MEANT TO BE TAKEN SERIOUSLY

It was either that or take it down, because Leo's taking offense and I rather stay out of it.

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Return of the Word-of-the-day: Monday 15th

Hello ladies, gentlemen and Ning Zhang. I just wanted to warn everyone that there is a new author in the blog- Dennis, wait for it, Yang

And in the process of asking to join the blog, he gave me an idea to bring back the word of the days. This is, for those of you who don't know, a way I used to tease my friends by defining their names by something they do a lot or have done once and regret it for the rest of their lives, courtesy of friends like me. Now though, i'm going to try and go through everyone.

He also gave me an idea of the types of blogs that people like and I know that most of you like my older ones which looking back, were a lot about stupid things I liked to point out and rant about for a while. People also seem to like to hear about embarrassing things I do, so I guess I don't have to rack my brains too hard to have a little more of that.

OK so i'm going to try and focus on this stuff from posts to come. I know lots of them so far are excuses and telling myself off for the dire state of the blog but I will seriously try to post more interesting stuff soon.

Anyway, I joined- in joined I mean just rock up and get an email, to Baulko Bulletin. All we were told was that we could write about pretty much anything, which I guess gives us a lot of space for creativity and all that, but it means I have to think extra hard about something mind-blowingly witty and ingenious to write about. Though if they gave us a set topic to bash keys about i'd probably find it tedious and unfair. I'm hard to please.

I better go write some essay.

Thanks for reading

iPod Q&A

Hello Everyone,


     So today I was kind of bored, so I decided to play that random game where you ask your iPod a question, put it on shuffle, and listen to which song it plays. I, of course, no longer have an iPod, but iTunes works just as well, I guess. Anyway, here is how it went.


   Q: What makes me happy most?
   A: Magic (Selena Gomez)


   Q: What should I do right now?
   A: Don't Stop The Music (Rihanna)


   Q: What should I be when I grow up?
   A: Goldigger (Glee Version of Kanye West)


   Q: What do I for Christmas?
   A: Vanity (Lady Gaga)


   Q: What will my biggest achievement be in life?
   A: Break Your Heart (Taio Cruz)


   Q: What do I need to do to survive?
   A: Run Devil Run (Girls' Generation)


   Q: What makes me angry the most?
   A: Love Song (Sara Bareilles)


   Q: Is it time to stop playing this game?
   A: Eenie Meenie (Sean Kingston ft. Justin Bieber)


     I eenie meenied, and I got no, so I continued playing. But I think that's all you need to know for now. That was actually a fun game, you should totally try it one day. It's scary how accurate it can be sometimes! As for me, back to the music it is...


That's it, guys. Thanks for reading!

AWKWARD: Sunday 14th

Just wanted to dedicate a post on some of those awkward moments in life:

• Walking into someone after doing the thing we're you both move in the same direction to try and go around someone. *Helpful tips: walk straight forward and have the whole i-don't-move-for-no-one body language, but if your a wuss like me, move to the left and keep walking straight and if something goes wrong hopefully you can just smile it off.
• Doing a similar thing to a car when your crossing the road, though I don't recommend you depend too much on bluff and keep walking ahead. I doubt you could really smile it off if anything went wrong. But if the drivers waving like mad for you to hurry up and cross the road, I recommend you do that, fast.
• When you see someone you know but don't really know know (i think i've said this before) in a public place *Helpful tips: if its in somewhere you might see them again, risk being rejected and say Hi or smile or something because everytime you run away from them, it gets more and more awkward. Besides, if you get rejected its not your fault (yes, this is what I tell myself) whats really bad is if your not sure if they can hear you and you have to risk getting rejected twice and looking desperate while the awkwardness thrives to a new level.
• The aftermath of forgetting someones name, obviously i'm not cool enough to know enough people to afford forgetting any names but I can imagine it being quite awkward.
• And last but definitely not least- The Awkward Silence. The worst ones being the ones after a desperate attempt at conversation. The coincidental ones at noisy places where everyone just happens to stop talking are NOT awkward silences, and it is NOT funny when someone says "AWKWARD!" or worse still, "I just broke the awkward silence"

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FREE PDHPE NOTES

Title is pretty self explanatory- I wrote a bunch of words (thousand+) for the PD/H/PE test tomorrow and if anyone wants them ask, because I actually wasted a lot of time on them despite what the unnerving amounts of spelling mistakes tell you and since i'm not using them, someone else may as well. If i'm not on msn- I actually am, just talk to me anyway and i'll email them to you or something.

And if anyone has any notes your nice enough to share, can I please please pretty please have them? Printing notes out will remind me to study.

Thanks for reading

Sunday 7th

Hi guys, sorry I haven't posted, for like. ever. (wow, I had the whole big eyes and girly hand movements going on there) but i've sorta got stuck halfway all my posts either not being bothered to continue or realising that the post would be really pointless and boring, normally a fusion (I LOVE THAT WORD) of both plus a hint of not know what to write next. See that was stupid, I should delete that. But I won't, I think i'll just keep posting crappily until I get better or lose all my friends, because apparently people are so bored they just want ANYTHING to read. Which makes sense, i'm doing anything I can at the moment to avoid the yearlies, like picking up phones, returning texts, checking my emails and writing bad blogs.

By they way, Ross and Monica are just as strange as the rest. I mean, Monica has how many different categories of towels, and how many failed marriages has Ross had? Because its only ok, when I do annoying things i'll answer my own rhetorical questions: 11 and 3 (one of them turned out to be a lesbian).

If you don't know what i'm talking about, i'm not sorry, in fact i'm disappointed, you deserve a lot worse than wasting your time reading that. Do yourself a favour and watch Friends. Now. Please? (after I get the whole grade hooked, I won't feel obliged to study)

Thanks for reading

I just realised this blog isn't actually about anything in particular when I went to put a title, oh well. Better post to come (hopefully).

F.R.I.E.N.D.S.

Hello Guys,

     So today I was taking a break from the hardcore studying (Yearlies, argh!) and looking through the titles of all the posts on 'A Part of Us.' There were quite a few drafts that Vivian had never published. I won't reveal the content of those drafts, just in case if Vivian decides to finish them any time soon, but one of them caught my eye.

     Apparently F.R.I.E.N.D.S. is back on Gem. Whatever Gem is. I'm going to take an educated guess, and say that it's a TV Channel. Which therefore means that F.R.I.E.N.D.S. is back on TV.

     Yes!

     Before I knew about How I Met Your Mother, and before I knew that the series had already finished, F.R.I.E.N.D.S. was my favourite show. Chandler's quick wit and Joey's "How ya doin?" just always kept me in hysterics, and I loved Phoebe's ditzyness along with Rachel's ignorance too. I should probably say something about Monica and Ross too... but they didn't really seem to have a really special trait. Other than the fact that Ross was the socially awkward one, and Monica seemed to be the mature one.

     Anyway, I've never actually seen the entire F.R.I.E.N.D.S. show. That's because whenever it's on TV, it's irregular and only shows maybe one or two of the seasons before it is replaced by something newer and fancier (I remember one time it was Gary Unmarried. Where the hell did that go?). I have, however, attempted to watch the entire series from the beginning, online, many times. As unsuccessful as those varied attempts have been, they still count for something!

     It was in Year 6, when one of my classmates gave me the crushing blow. F.R.I.E.N.D.S. was over. I refused to believe it at first, but alas, it was true. I searched up on the internet, and there it was. F.R.I.E.N.D.S. 10th and Final Season. Starting at US $9.99 on ebay. It was the most depressing moment of my life.

     And then, I found How I Met Your Mother. The world is right again. Thank you, Barney Stinson.

I guess that was an abrupt ending, but oh well. Thanks for reading!

The $10 note

Hello Everyone,


     I haven't been on Blogger for a long time. My blog has died. Vivian's blog is dying. I'm too scared to even look at Ning's.


     So first thing I did was go back and read all the posts I missed. Please people, get over porn. There is better stuff in the world. Like lollipops and ninjas. Next, stop looking for topics. Let them come.


     Having said that, Kripa, when have you been on my bed? The only times you've been to my house, we either sat at the computer, on the sofa or danced around in my room. Then again, I have horrible memory. But I still refuse to believe you've been on my bed. It's like a thing for me. No person from my school has been on my bed before. But they're very hygienic, I must say. I'd rather share a bed than a brush. Tooth or hair.


     Anyway, today, after spending the entire bus trip playing clapping games (like we used to in kindergarten), I missed my second bus just by a moment. So I decided that I might as well go to the shops until the next one came.


     Tired of buying chewing gum, instead of going to the News Agency like I usually do, I went to Coles. I got two bottles of Coke (that I never intended on drinking - knowing how high I get) because they were on special. Then, because the lines for the counter were pretty big, I decided to go to self serve instead.


     I have to admit, I was a little nervous. This was my first time self serving! So I scanned the two bottles (the little beeps made me so excited. I could do it over and over...) and then it told me to insert my cash. It took about three minutes for me to find the hole, but I eventually did, and put it in. Ten minutes later, I'm staring at the machine, that refused to give me my change of $13.50.


     I got my $10, and was waiting for the coins. I asked an assistant, "Is this supposed to happen?" She did some scanning and beeping things, then said, "Ah... the coins are jammed." I was a bit worried about missing my next bus, but I decided to wait for the change. Asian as I am.


     Another 10 minutes later, after actually opening the whole machine and fixing some things, I only got twenty cents. Let me tell you, the inside doesn't actually look that cool. You can't see all the coins or anything. They're on some rolling thing inside a metal thing. I could hear them rolling around as the assistant moved her hand around inside.


     Anyway, she finally gave up (it never worked) and went to a counter and get me money. She gave me a $10 note and $3.50 in coins. I told her, I already had the $10 change, so I refused to take it and left before I could regret not just taking the money and gaining $3.50 profit for two bottles of Coke. So much for being Asian.


     I had to run to get my second bus on time, but I got it. And on the way home, I completely forgot about that $10 note I could have gained. And now, sitting at my computer and drinking the Coke I swore I wouldn't drink... I want that $10 note...


That's it guys. Thanks for reading!

Who knows if I'll know you forever

That's just it. That's all there is to say. Who DOES know if I'll know you forever. Chances are, I'll only know maybe ten or less of my high school friends when I grow up, and no, having them on Facebook does NOT mean I know them.
I hate to think that we're all going to part...move our separate ways. You know, I've cried about that. Whenever I think about it, my heart drops; I can't feel anything anymore.
I know I'm not MEANT to get emotional about it. I'm meant to go "YIPEE! I'm OLD! I can live! Get married! Have babies! [ ;) ] Do my own thang! I'm moving into a whole new beginning! And I'm uber excited!"
I know it's far away... but before you know it, the years will fly right by. We won't know each other anymore. And.. it's about four years away...
I don't like this feeling.
Sorry. It makes ME feel bad. Don't know if it effects you when you think about these things, but I literally die D:
What a happy blog. I promise to be happier next time. But this just struck me. Who knows if I'll know you forever.