woo. third post. and no-one cares.

maybe i'll show this blog to kate. maybe she'll appreciate it. who knows.

went to the beach today again, and had a blast.

i am quite proud of myself for being, practically, an expert on ocean safety.

seriously, my friends do not know when to duck, or when to go over a wave.

sara asked me how i knew when to do so.

"it's common sense." i had replied, my tone leaning towards a scoff. i didn't mean to be rude, but it just seems so obvious to me.

didn't drown once, and my face is slightly tinged with sunburn. it doesn't sting, but it looks like i have a permanent blush. i'm secretly thrilled, because blushing reminds me of shoujo, and in shoujo, blushing girls always get cute guys.

i just noticed that if i stop typing for a bit, blogger automatically saves my post as a draft. which is convenient and thoughtful of it, i guess.

hm. i wanna finish my haruhi fanfic, but i have nothing to write. besides, the way it's going now, it's kinda going towards a sex scene. i am not comfortable with writing lemons, especially when i have actually never experienced sexual intercourse.

ah, what to do, what to do.

my father has just decided to be a douche, and has just said that i need to go upstairs in ten minutes.

ooh, new criminal intent; i can tell by the new theme tune. it's more badass.

hm. what are we gonna do about swine flu? anyone? feel free to comment. seriously. i have no life.

imma go now, um criminal intent zu sehen.

XOXO.

wow.

seriously.
haven't even thought about this blog in so long.

kyah. last day of year nine today.
woo, summer holidays.

finale-fucking-ment, if you know what i mean.

why is it that the last few days of the school year seem to drag on by without a care in the world? do you think they really know the anguish they cause me?

went to the beach today. went into the sea. in my uniform.

got soaking wet (nah, really? water gets you wet?), and had to wear a jumper with nothing on underneath. luckily, i had gone into the sea with my short, and so i could change back into my skirt and tights, in order to get the bus with some dignity.

my hair is 95% free of seaweed. took a long time, but it was worth it. obvs.

i'm tired now. so bye to no-one.

hm.

Woah. Ok.
What am i supposed to write? i can't concentrate on writing something intuitive and interesting when an Friends episode in on just out of my periphery.
Sure, i enjoy writing. And i guess writing from experience is easier to do than to put yourself in a fictional character's shoes and just type.
Btw, my grammar on this blog is not going to be 'top knotch', since I am lazy and, frankly, who really gives a shit? This is supposed to be a glimpse into my mind, and my mind is messy, tangled and unpredictable. Just like my hair!

I hate Science. Really, Mr. O'Shea, thank you for believing in me so much that you placed me in Set 1, but what were you thinking?

Seriously, I can't keep up most of the time. Everyone else seems to have the same ideas as the teacher, while I am stuck there dreaming about how Ikuto should propose to Amu anytime soon. But besides, I couldn't give the correct reply if I tried.

I did, however, give one today. Only because I am intrigued by the thought of evolution and my ancestors. Turns out, long-neck giraffes had a lot and lot of sex with giraffes that were retarded and resembled horses, and so had a lot of babies which, must been incestual, and that is why giraffe have freakishly long necks today. Tada.

Yes. This is a random post. And yes, I have no life and therefore am writing this.

Now, I am going to bathe.

Toodle Poodle, XOXO.