Jack and Jill went up the hill to fetch a pail of water.
I don't know what they did but they came back with a daughter.
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In a way, this is how I feel.

Ohhhh, hear our song

Disagreement: your significant other can tell you not to talk to someone and you should follow through.

This is ridiculous and certain people keep bringing it up. "Why doesn't Daniel care you're talking to him?" - "Because he's just that awesome." That saddest thing is when her boyfriend tell her to stop talking to someone she likes hanging out with, she does. Since when was it boyfriends before friends (vise versa)? The sayings are, and always have been: bros before hoes (chicks before dicks). I don't want to lose a friendship because my boyfriend has a hissy fit over them. And thankfully he doesn't.

In other news.

Some guys I know *hints* play video games way too much. So I admit, I played Dofus for consecutive hours for most of my day back when I was 14. But I had no life then, and nowadays Dofus is boring - it hasn't really changed. And if it does change, I'd probably complain. And Wakfu just doesn't work on my desktop, which is a disappointment as I had the close beta key and everything. But I think it's open beta now. ANYWAYS.

Guys (and some girls) seem to play games way too often. I get bored of video games so easily nowadays. (Mainly because Zak still has my Gamecube controler, so the Sims isn't that appealing anymore and because the TV makes Rachet and Clank way too dark even though I've adjusted the settings in practically every possiblity. And Grand Theft Auto just doesn't like me.)

This blog is going no where.

-Rage quit-

Death age = 91

$380 on seven first-hand books. Good deal? I think so.
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I start uni on Wednesday. Scary - not really.
I kinda feel sad. I want to talk to someone and they're not there.
Looks like Janice is my substitute nowadays. Go Janice *Thumbs up*

You can run, you can hide

But you can't escape my love.
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So I have a current annoyances, and I'd thought I'd bitch/rant here. Blogger, you're the only person who ever listens to me <3

Anyways. Julius (obvious name change. It won't make sense unless you do a lot of Kevin Bacon back-track of relations.) won't reply.

Hmph. Boys are lame. I've tried to contact a gajillion of that species today and not one as replied/picked up the phone.

I guess it would be nice if I could touch your body

I don't think people realise that it's hard for me to help them deal with their problems. Especially the strongly depressed type. I'm not saying that I don't care. But what do you do when it's an online conversation and the other person is talking about self inflicting themself? It's not like I can reach out and grab whatever weapon they have in their hand. I would love to.

It seems words aren't enough though.

You tell them how wonderful they are and yet they still want more. I'm not lying about what I say either, because I know that won't help.

It's an unfair situation to be put in. When they talk about wanting to kill themselves, what exactly are you meant to say that'll stop them?

I remember I was relationship with someone like this. The only reason I got myself involved that way was because that was the only way he wouldn't kill himself. I know if sounds stupid, but I cared enough for this person to stop him, even if that meant getting too close. Each time I tried to end it though, he'd use the "I'll kill myself" threat. I stayed. That was until I found out he wasn't even capable of cutting too deep. They were just papercuts. So I left him. I tried to stay friends with him. But he's too agressive.

Another story. My old best friend and I were being douches on webcam and then suddenly she starting cutting herself. I told her to stop. I was really concerned. She fell off her chair. I didn't know her house number to call to make someone see if she was okay. She got back on the chair and started laughing, telling me she pretended to faint. This really annoyed me. The cuts were real though. She really was depressed and the way she liked to take it out was to make others worry.

What I'm saying is I have no idea how to help someone when it comes to those problems. And I feel I have to help, otherwise why are you telling me? I feel like I have to watch what I say, otherwise they'll take it the wrong way and 'hate life' even more.

My heart's beating fast.

Holding on to feel the same.
*Guitar solo*
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Today at orientation day I learnt that Griffth Uni - Nathan offers a variety of things. Here's what I remember;

1. Teachers strip just before they start the lecture
2. We have jumping castles
3. And clowns
4. We have book lists >_>

Anyways. Lets me go back to my confusing situation

I'm sorry. I really am. I wish I was man enough to tell you.

I don't think about it normally. It's only when she brings up a topic on the lines of "if my boyfriend ever cheated on me I'd dump him straight away."

I doubt it though. She's way too attached.

Fun with Dick and Jane

So I haven't posted on here for a while now. And now it comes to a time where a lot of ideologies squeeze together into my mind where I cannot think clearly anymore.

1. I feel that couples who need to know where their significant other is all the times are either clingy or untrusting. A key ingredient in a relationship so happens to be this very trust they seem to be lacking. Does that mean their relationship isn't completely 'perfect' as people assume relationships can be?
2. Once your best friend gets a boyfriend, what you say to her is repeated to him. It's not a nice thing, because I didn't want him to know what I told her.
3. I dislike being told that I was this when I was actually that. Being accused of things they made me do isn't fair. You walked away first. You didn't acknowledge me on arrival. I was invisible for a long time. Nice.
4. Blah. I forgot everything now thanks to Fun With Dick and Jane. Nice one.

Great Valentines Day today, right? We went to Aussie World, played some mini golf and went swimming when we got back home.

Yesterday was Haru's birthday, which I spent up catching up with Janice. It was rather fun. The crepe was delicious.

Last night was Courtney and Guy's 18th. It was great fun. They played in slime, cracked a pinata and limboed it down to the ground. The cake had edible rocks and was like a Hawaii island. Nom, nom, nom.

Marie, Marie

You know today's bad when a English illiterate person says something rather profound: "In the end of the day, they (friends/lovers) aren't there for you." Who said that? Well, my mother.

You see, it's days like Australia Day, Christmas, Birthdays and the lot when I realise I don't really have true or close friends, just accomplises (spell check?).

The only person I really ever see is Daniel. But he has friends of his own and I swear he must've been like, Mr. Popular or something. I don't have that many close friends. Not even one really.

If the other person doesn't consider you a close friend, should they still be considered yours?

You know they don't consider you a close friend when they bail on you to fuck their boyfriend.

I haven't been truly happy in a long time. I fake it so people don't worry, but I've recently realised that it has a negative effect on me in the end. Especially in my brow, as it's been furrowed from trying to stop tears all day and last night.

I feel pathetic. Let's all pretend I died today.

It's gonna be the day

I had an awesome plan concocted in my cranium: burn down all liquor stores and suppliers. But, as I would have soon realise, alcohol and fire is a dangerous combination and that I should get over my negative obession to alcohol.

I don't see that happening anytime soon.

Oh well.

Girlfriend now...

Peer pressure: this isn't a type of pressure you put on a wound such as a snake bite.

No one's pressuring me, but I feel like I have to still anyways. What do I have to do? Attend parties. Drink at parties. Tell stories about how I cannot handle a simple intake of alcohol.

But I don't want to. But I want to hang out with friends, and they all seem to go to alcoholic gatherings. I find this rather lame, to be totally honest. Why do you need to lubricate your throat with an unhealthy substance to attain stupidity?

What type of drunk am I?

A slut. That's what.

"Is that a good thing? No it's bad bitch."

I don't even attend these types of parties because their influence rubs off on me - the being drunk influence, not the type of drunk they are. Which is rather bad.

I had a whole idea for this blog last night but I can't remember most of the things I thought about before I slept last night. Sigh.

Overall - my mind set is against drinking and I cannot change it no matter how much I try. I roll my eyes at stories about vomitting because you drank to much. Or when such-and-such did a tumble dive off the roof into a pool.

You get me closer to god

There's a couple of downsides to school starting up next week, even though I'm not attending high school anymore.

1. I can hear the school bell from my house. The first bell goes off around 7:50 - I don't want to wake up so early for no good reason.
2. I can't go anywhere in the afternoon because my aunt thinks my little cousin is incapable of walking 20 minutes to his own house. I'd like to have a life, thank you very much.

That's really all I have to say about school. I heard the bell today and questioned why. It's Saturday and school doesn't start until Wednesday. Are people retarded? And I don't mean that in a mean way towards people who suffer medical impairments of some kind.

I think I'm just ranting.

One thing I wanted to say was about vulnerablity. I think I scare easily with things I'm not use to. Like walking through the bushes around 3 in the morning. Or meeting more than one person at a time and having no one to fall back on. Things like wanting to please, but not doing something stupid that will then be something you're well known for - stuffing up and embarrassing yourself.

Who knows. I'm just weird.

I'm thinking about planning bowling next Saturday, 6pm-8pm. Iunno how that'll go down though. I have to ask mother first. Maybe bring some people back to my place and play some PS2/Gamecube/movies/Twister.

Huh, killing in the name of

No, I haven't forgotten about Delilah Make Believe. It's just that I know reserve this blog for 'deep thoughts' and big things that I'm scared about. It's hard to keep track of two blogs.

For those who haven't noticed my GIF to the side is a link to my other blog, here's the URL

http://another-project365.blogspot.com

I'm not the only one on it - Kevin is too.

And sadly, I'm too busy to continue writing or to post my post from yesterday or today on Project 365.

Sigh.

*Metallica solo*

So I got accepted into my third preference - Bachelor of Journalism at Griffiths; Gold Coast. Looks like I'm going to move out. I'll need people to bunk with though, so I'm asking friends/looking at the off-campus options. I really hope I get a surprise offer in the mail other than Griffiths, they have a bad rep for Journalism (required an op 12, QUT and UQ were looking for op 9, now you know why I hate my 10).

I hope things work out.

Daniel is doing an electrican theory at Brisbane Tafe. So there'll be distance. And I had this vow for no more long distant relationships.

Sigh.

Minx's bell

There was a group of people gathered around a small movie projector in the media room of the studio. According to the director, these people - actors - were to stage act a movie from a long time ago.

"Yes, freeze the frame here," the director called out to another person who controlled the footage. He then faced the actors, "see this girls expression? The longing in her eyes. The unsurety of asking whether or not she can join. She wants to get out of her boredom. She wants to do something exciting. The old movies may exaggerate expression, but there's so much feeling to them." He pointed to a female actress in the front row, "and you have to be able to get the same emotion.

"You see, this girl wants to go with him, where he's about to have fun. She rarely has fun, she wants to be invited. But she doesn't want to ask, because she wasn't invited and she doesn't know the host. But she wants to go. She hates being left alone with boredom."

"You can tell that, by this expression?" a man asked, tilting his head towards the paused screen, the girls face longing, but everything else didn't fall into place.

"I've watched the movie, I know the story line."

"Well, yea. But all that emotion?"

"It's obvious, isn't it? She wants to go with him to where he's going."

Urban Dictionary, you give me self esteem

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1. Daniel
This is a difficult name to define because it defies many boundaries of human perception, let alone various languages. One of the closest translations that experts give is God or many other variations of that general idea.
Other definitions are thought to be:
Tao
Chi
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Chuck Norris
Energy
Infinity
Sublime
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The reason this name continues to elude even the brightest of human minds is that the idea of Daniel cannot possibly exist in a dimensional state. Daniel is so powerful, it defies all laws of this or any other universe. Recent studies have shown that people who have attempted to comprehend this name have either disappeared, died spontaneously, or driven themselves into a pertinent state of insanity and/or catatonia. One common belief is that Daniel is possibly the grounds on which everything and nothing is based. It seems to surpass the idea of infinity. Quantum physicists report that this Daniel is Everything and Nothing. It or He is said to have unexplainable connections with the String and Superstring Theories as Daniel resonates within every single layer of the multi-dimensional complex and yet still exists beyond that point which is where scientists have lost the trail. Various theologists and spiritual leaders believe that Daniel is one who is, as they say, "The Answer". All attempts to understand this idea of Daniel have failed.
Daniel. Nothing else can describe him.


Holy molly, I'm in love with an indescribale figure.
See Daniel, I told you, you were awesome/perfect/the bestest

Yeah, yeaaaahhhhh

Thank you for not dodging photos anymore.

I love you.

Tomerarenai eraser rain

I wish my resolution was easier.

Sometimes I think it would be easier if I could start my social ring of friends all over again. Including the 'boy' friend. Maybe, changing who I trust with the knowledge I know now, will stop me from the constant hurt I feel and the constant urge to tell someone close. I don't trust anyone now. The one I trusted the most broke that, and the rest tell my secrets anyway.

Make me want it

Here's my hero. If he were a superhero, he'd be Batman. I say that mainly because he likes him more than Spiderman. If I could choose, he'd be Spidey. So much better. Regardless, he makes me happy. And that's what a hero of mine should do.