Title:  longest. post. ever.
Posted:  Sunday, June 13, 2010 @ 11:21 PM
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yeah i've been neglecting my blog o_o i'm sorry. i'll try not to do it so much.


pfft. like thats ever gonna work. anyway.. i just opened my email to find one of those stupid chain mails containing some story saying 'blah blah got killed and she will come eat your brains if you do not forward this shit'. yeah. you know you've forwarded it before.

i don't get them as much now because people tend to be a little.. smarter as they grow up and realise mickey mouse doesn't come to peoples houses at night to carve words into you or some shit. that stuff no longer really scares me. horror movies do (Y)

anyway. i was watching this show on ABC today. some kiddy show where all they do is count, identify colours and teach you of danger!

i feel so sorry for the people who have to voice them. honestly. it's like this forever sarcastic voice that only speaks words shorter than 5 syllables and you know what?! THEY RAP ABOUT DANGER AND THE FACT THAT RUNNING WITH SCISSORS WILL GET YOU HURT.

i'll show them! seriously though; maybe these shows are why kids always have this sarcastic tone to them. i don't like kids. i don't like things that can speak.. yet haven't gotten a large dose of real life. for instance.. i like kids that are younger than 4 or so. when i say 'large dose of RL' i mean like.. they go all 'princess' on me and use tears and 'daddy' to get me to do crap o_o i can understand that this isn't really fair cause i'm being an asshole about it and it's not like they know better. but really i can't stand it o_o and the way they constantly fight for attention! JEEZUS KIDDIES.

i'm pretty sure i was like that before. it's like.. a 'phase' of life where everyone has to go through and then later realise that kids are somewhat annoying and hate them. i dunno, maybe its just me. but i love the kids that still talk about fairies and pixies and unicorns and santa as if they were still real.. which. they are of course.

i also like kids that still respect me as a person and not some kind of piggyback machine or lounge or candy machine. yeahh. those kids. i also like babies. cause they don't talk and just look at you with these wide eyes while froth comes out of their mouth. yeah. i like things like that.



i've always thought about it.. but i've always wanted a pet duck ever since i ate balut. look it up in google. and hope that you don't puke i guess.

anyway. i ate balut when i was a kid once. why? cause i was petrified of my uncle and i was eating over so i guess i would have to eat it anyway. now i'm not scared of him! why? cause i'm like.. 15cm taller that him now. and he doesn't seem to yell a lot.

anyway. the entire time i was eating the thing (i swallowed the thing whole cause i felt so guilty. don't ask how i swallowed something so big in one go o_O) i thought 'i couldve just took the egg home and be its mommy :('

then 5 years later i realise once a ducks egg is put in boiled water/cooked. it's not going to pop its live beak out of a freaking shell.

but i've always thought it'd be cute to have a pet duck! i thought it'd be all like.. *quackx2* and it'd follow me around and eat.. weeds.. or grass or something. but then i realised that it wouldn't really suit around my house cause then it'd follow me to school and when it grew up or whenever my grandma would be over someone (namely gran) would probably try to cook the thing and make peking duck or something.

true. i don't doubt she would do it. once we were in QLD at this lake house and the lake had a shit load of ducks and fish. one day i woke up to find her cooking some fish and cooking duck. i asked her where she got it from and she told me the lake. i then questioned whether or not that was stealing and she said it was fine o_o and then dad told me she was joking and it was from the market.. but i don't know if that was to calm me down or something.



anywayyyy! me and amy c's party is going to be next week, sunday, and people have asked me 'what do you want for your birthday'.

this is like. .the most awkward thing you could ask me because for one.. i won't answer o_o and probably say 'i dunno' which helps NOTHING. i feel somewhat weird asking for something because then i always have this price in my head and i feel like an ass cause then i probably wouldn't pay that much myself. and oh yeah; the things that i SAY in this blog that i want doesn't really count. because like.. it's one of those in the moment wants. and i get over it pretty fast.

i'm.. somewhat interested what you guys would give me if i didn't say what i wanted but i know for sure that not many people read this blog, and i like listing things out. so yeah.


okay i started listing out crap that i wanted but i only ended up with 'prepaid visa' and so i deleted all that o_o... honestly.. get whatever. the idea of a birthday isn't that exhilarating for me because i don't like the fact that i'm getting older and that i have to move down one more bubble in the age section of an ICAS test. not to mention remembering what age i am. it's the same with New Years. I hate remembering to change the year and i will make the mistake of putting 2009 instead of 2010 for 3 months. and yeah i sound like a lazy ass loser but i get used to it being 2009!

yeah this post has a lot of stuff that could probably make someone mad at me o_o i'm a lazy arse and i don't generally like kids. i somewhat have a criteria for them which probably makes me some kind of critical analyst- but you can't label me that! i'm pretty sure a crap load of people are exactly like me.

i also don't like the idea of childbirth. dear lord. when my baby cousin (vee ♥)

oh yeah! adding onto the long, complicated, mess of a post to sort of compensate for not posting for 2 weeks, my brother actually had a comeback today!

basically i was in the kitchen and there was some sticky rice next tome me and he came in and took some of it with his fingers. when he had just gone bathroom. then he went in for another fingerful of rice!

N: don't use your fingers! use a freaking bowl or something.
J: i know i know! stop babying me!
N: then stop being such a baby!
J: what'd you say?
N: *blatant ignoring*
J: what the hell did you say?
N: why don't you figure it out for yourself. *walks away eating cookies*

......

yeah well. he actually insisted on knowing. in this entire sassy voice too o_O geez kid. if you want me to stop babying you then freaking stop being a baby, wash your hands when you get out of the toilet and USE A SPOON AND BOWL WHEN YOU EAT.




anyway. thats about all i have to say for now. i can't guarantee that i'll be blogging a lot but yeah. i dunno. if i skip out for ages then-

OH I REMEMBER SOMETHING. i had the weeeeeiiiirdest dream a few days back.

basically cathy, nancy and i were somehow sneaking into my house. i don't know why, but i had no keys, and we were clad in black clothing. basically nancy was meant to be sneaking in from the side but the someone from the house diagonally across from mine had a gun.. and shot nancy in the shoulder and yeah o_O.

(this isnt a really weird dream it's just what i do after it.)

the next day i'm trying to sneak into my house by myself! and then once again some douchebag shoots me and i die. but then afterwards. somehow i'm alive and then i talk to my cousin (neighbour to the douchebag who shot me) and she says that they're murderers and that many people die around our street. which makes me wonder why i didn't know this cause like.. i've been living here for 4 years o_o. but basically then i wake up.

this dream was 3 days ago. today i was cleaning my room and i looked over to the house and then i instantly think 'holy shit they're really going to kill me sometime'. then i realise it was all a dream and that i'm being an idiot. but yeah. that wasn't that entertaining actually... whatever.

but i've never known ANYONE who lives in that house. i just have little code names for them. like 'old lady who blasts out music WAYYYY too loud' and 'guy#1' and 'guy#2'

i don't know who they are. and in the 4 years i've lived here they've never talked to me. there used to be this old lady that lived with them (i think?) and she would blast out music so loud that i would hear it from across the street in my house. and then they always seem to have construction or something and they seem to have at least 5 cars. and this time i was looking out the window and two of them waved at me for at least 5 minutes but i just walked away.

i dunno. i should find out who they are.

whatever.. this post is going on for too long! byebye!