Of course I had to have a fight with my best friend, sooner or later. Why in Earth am I not a good friend JUST because she had quite a big fight with another girl in our group and I still talk normally to that girl? She thinks that I should be on her side, but I don't want to argue with anyone, that's why I still talk to that other girl! I HATE it when I am caught in the middle, in every conflict my best friend has. I'm sick and tired of this. Reminds me of this quote, from Sara Bareilles's "King Of Anything": All my life, I've tried to make everybody happy, while I just hurt and hide, waiting for someone to tell me it's my turn to decide.

The horrible thing happened....I'm so sad and furious! My crush has a girlfriend who is actually my friend! I'm not blaming her, she didn't knew I like him but still, I have a need to cry, and a lot :'(

Talking in French for 5 hours, and then trying to do a vlog in straight-up English? Not gonna happen.

Evanescence wants their music in Breaking Dawn?!

NOOOO!

I'm sick of everyone regarding Zaidee Turner as if she was a perfect little girl and a hero, nothing more. No disrespect intended, but she wasn't. I'm not sure how many people will have heard of her (to be honest, I'm not even sure if her fame has spread outside of this region or Victoria, but some of the Aussies here may have heard of her?) but she was a young girl who died in 2004. She became famous because she was the only young person in 2004 to donate her organs after death, and is regarded as a huge hero still nowadays. Her parents set up "Zaidee's Rainbow Foundation" to raise money for organ donation and all that stuff.

I knew Zaidee personally, she was in my ballet class. During the ballet classes, she continually picked on myself, my then best friend and another girl for various things. She never listened to any instructions, she constantly fought with the teachers and at one point made one of them cry. She was always disrupting the class and just generally being a nuisance and messing everything up. It doesn't seem like anything major, I know, but it gets -very- annoying when I mention that to someone and they're all "HOW CAN YOU SAY THAT! THAT'S DISRESPECTFUL! SHE'S A HERO, DON'T MAKE UP LIES ABOUT HER! SHE WAS MY BEST FRIEND!". Normally, this comes from people who I know for a fact did not know her personally, only through the media after she passed. Yes, mate. You can totally tell me I'm lying when I was in a weekly class with her for 2 years and you never met her in your life.

Another thing about her that pisses me off (or, not her, but her legacy) is how much her Rainbow Foundation is talked up and pushed in everyone's faces. The rainbow shoelaces everywhere are fine, I guess. Making every business in this region put a rainbow in their window and changing the name of the Winter Market to "Zaidee's Rainbow Winter Market" last year was too much, and I'm not surprised so many businesses pulled out of the Winter Market. Currently, a supermarket chain are marketing "Zaidee's Rainbow Foundation Apples", grown "near to Zaidee's home town of <town>". Ooh, I wonder how you found these special apples grown near her home town. It's not like this region grows 80% of Australia's apples, or anything like that...
I know what she did was great and she did save a few lives, (even though she was too young to choose for herself so I'm pretty sure her parents are the heroes in that regard) but it's been 7 years. They need to stop plugging it so much. The charity attention is so ridiculously unbalanced here.

Sorry for the long vent, needed to get it off my chest. xD

Doing homework whole day--not cool nor fun.

It really amuses me how today I can be attracted to somebody and the next day, I don't give a flying f*ck about them. Probably has to do with their lying, being two-faced and stuff like that. The person I loved so much until pretty much the day before yesterday is no longer my interest. I swallowed A LOT of stuff from them (please, don't take it literally ) and I'm fed up. Just like that.

When is this heat going to let up? It's nearly October and it's over 100 out! Geez.

Some of the comments being made about women finally being allowed to serve on the front line of the Australian Defence Force are really sickening. Especially from women! How can people assume that EVERY SINGLE female acts a certain way or are automatically weaker and more emotional then EVERY SINGLE male? Are we really that backwards? What is or isn't dangling between your knees makes no difference. UGH. Things like this makes me ashamed to be Australian.

I want to slap whoever came up with the idea that women have no hips. Damn jeans, fit meeee!

I can truly say that I hate my World History teacher. How is it that in class, we're in Chapter 1, but at home, we're being tested on Chapter 2? This is his response "If you read the text, you should do fine." Um, no, buddy. If you discuss it in depth in class, you should do fine. I read the text 4 times already, and I don't get any of this. I'm not dropping out of this class, though, because that would be admitting defeat, and, as Charlie Sheen would say, "defeat is not an option." This dude doesn't even TALK about World History. These are our topics of discussion:
-How much he hates snow.
-How much he hates Disney reruns.
-A movie was shot at his college and it was all lies.
-How he wouldn't save his wife if he could save either a stripper or her. (This guy is an utter dickwad for that statement alone. Everything else is an added bonus.)
-And much, much more pointless bullshit.

As fascinating as his hatred of snow is, what is he truly being paid for: talking about snow or talking about World History? I'm guessing the latter, so this asshole better start doing his job or I swear I'll go apeshit.

...And that concludes your scheduled rant!

My geography teacher is not a nice person.

She treats everyone in class like a child when we're all technically adults apart from a couple of 17 year olds. She told my classmate, and quite loudly, that he should have his eyes tested and told him to move to the front of the class. I mean, fair enough, suggest that he moves to the front of class, but couldn't she have told him about getting his eyesight checked at the end of class or something?

Then today, my friend and I were walking around the building because we still had another 20 minutes until our class started. My friend and I happened to be walking through the staff carpark, which is somewhere you have to pass in order to do a full circle around the building and she turns around and says "you're not supposed to be back here" Good lord. We have gone around there so many times, many other teachers have been there too when we were walking through but they have never complained to us about walking by there. It's not like there is a secret staff room around there with all the answers to exams or something. It's a car park. Just like the student carpark on the other side. GAH.

She seems to take every opportunity that arises just to tell someone off. I would hate to be one of her kids, if she has any.

All the other teachers are such kind people, yes some may get agitated by certain students being disruptive, but they are actually likeable as human beings, they know when to get strict and how to make the class enjoyable. This woman is just grumpy all the blasted time. She is killing my enjoyment of geography, which is supposed to be my favourite subject.

Spent all day in hospital thanks to a faulty burette which imploded and got my arms covered in glass and sodium hydroxide. I ended up being cut pretty deeply, and it's still painful. Quite possibly the scariest moment of my life.

Just glad I don't have to pay for the burette, they're over £200..

Vent number 1: I have a horrible cold, my nose feels like something is constantly tickling it, runny, stuffy. Blech!

Vent number 2: I have the theme song of Sesame Street stuck in my head. Shoot me now.

People are unreliable.

Stop pulling on my bagstrap. Stop pulling on my arm and trying to force me to follow you. Stop trying to engage in a conversation with me and with me only. Stop stopping me from getting to know other people. Stop following me around. Stop waiting outside my classroom for me. Stop being so clingy.

I'm beginning to crack.

I'm absolutely exhausted, and I won't get much sleep until Sunday.

I woke up with cramps at 4AM and couldn't sleep for nearly an hour and a half, so I'm absolutely exhausted.

Was supposed to meet up with friends to go partying tonight and EVERY SINGLE ONE OF THEM bails to go watch a show on TV. So what do I do? Gather up my non-partying friends, crank some System of a Down and . . . they all sit around watching TV.

-headdesks- I CANNOT WIN.

The hard drive in my laptop died when Wheatley decided to knock it off the kitchen counter. I have lost all my pictures, my custom content and my writing, though I suppose the damage could have been worse.

EDIT: Someone accused my thinking as being "naive" (may I add they spelt it as "nieave") because I believe in equality. I seriously think that women can do more disservice to their own gender when they refuse to re-evaluate their thinking and buying into misogynistic points of view. I have my rage face on today.

Wow, nothing I ate today was even remotely healthy.

My tonsils hurt like crazy when I swallow (it went from mild stinging to unbearable hurting). My nose is fucked up, and I have fever. Kill me now.

First came sore throat, then came the cold I somehow caught and now fever. Great weekend.

My older half-sister's boyfriend is a mega dipshit. He just can't go a single day without causing mucho drama. Today's daily dose of drama was about how he's going to teach his son to be a bully. WHAT THE FUCK? I've been bullied many, many, many times, and it made me cry to think there are people like him who think that "the bullies in 2nd grade are the leaders 20 years from now". It completely boggles my mind! Also, he said (and I quote) "bullying is a part of life." No... it isn't a part of life. Is it in the rulebook that everyone must be bullied in order to pass through schooling? He's such an ignorant asshole. I don't understand what the FUCK my sister sees in him. He isn't good looking, that's for damn sure. Maybe it's just his money, but he isn't even rich, so that'll fade. He has no redeeming qualities about him. I honestly hope that for his son's sake that his ex-wife (who he knocked up way before marriage) gets custody of that kid, because he's a bad influence on ANYONE, especially a child.

Sorry about the very, very negative vent. This just got to me so hard, and I want to punch him in the face.... so hard....

I'm so steaming mad-- I got a C+ on my literature paper. The professor is such an unreasonable grader; it's not so much the ideas that she takes issue with as nitpicky differences between my diction and her narrow-minded view of the perfect writing style. I took a 400 level literature course at a local university in my hometown and got an A on my 40-page literary analysis paper; getting a C+ on a five-page literary analysis essay in a 200 level course seems a bit preposterous. However, perhaps I should be proud, seeing as no one in the class scored above a C+. As an educator, you're doing something wrong if a C+ is the best that anyone in a class of twenty-two people can do. I really hope my GPA can come back from this clusterfuck of a class.

I'm on my period right now and said to the stupid PE teacher I had lost my kit (which i hadn't) . She said go and look in the lost property for some kit. IN THE LOST PROPERTY! That includes the GUYS stuff, stuff people have SWEATED on, got MUD all over . I went and got my kit and said Id found it and she saiys she is going to give me a punishment for FINDING it (even though i never lost it, but she doesn't know that)! I really hate her. She ALWAYS thinks she is right . She puts everyone in hockey into the wrong positions, meaning my small friend (the smallest in the year) was put into goalie. She got her arm BROKEN. What does this PE teacher think shes doing. American PE teachers .

Rant over .

I was at a party last night and I just felt so sad and lonely, even though I was surrounded by friends, that I ended up coming home at 9PM when I was meant to be out until 1. Blergh.

That feeling when you are sick the whole damn weekend and then you remember that you have a big, important test on Monday. Thank you very much, sickness, because of you I didn't study. At all.

My mother and I got into a car wreck last Saturday, and it wasn't even a dramatic car accident, it happened in a parking lot but it's the scariest thing that's ever happened to me. My mom and I were waiting for the car in front of us in a parking lot, I wasn't even paying attention to what was going on, I was on my phone and the next thing I know it just felt like someone had taken their hand and slapped my right ear really hard. It turned out a parked car to the right of us had reversed into the passenger door. And now the "cochlear nerves" in my ear are damaged and I have what the doctor called, "cochlear damage induced tinnitus" which causes this constant ringing in my ear. The doctor told us that there's no real cure for tinnitus and he tried to sugar-coat it but basically said it's possible that it could lead to permanent hearing loss. We're fully capable of paying for ourselves but he told us we should get a personal injury lawyer anyway because chances are that I will have the ringing in my ears for years and a personal injury lawyer would help me obtain fair compensation for my injuries. Also it was a very elderly man who backed into us, after getting a mouthful from my mother (the poor guy), he and his wife apologized and offered to pay for any medical bills.

It could have been far worse but it felt like a near death experience more than anything else to me. You hear people say "tomorrow isn't promised" and your life can "flash before your eyes" and no one ever expect to be in a situation of the worst, and when you do those sayings have so much more meaning. I would have never imagined waking up that morning, I would end up in a hospital with near hearing loss.

Dear "best friend",

If you have a fight with the whole freakin' group we are both I am in, that doesn't FUCKING matter I have to stop talking to them and stop going out with them just cause you are paranoid and hate everyone. Now WE had a fight, thanks to YOU, and I swear to God I won't swallow this shit again. We are not friends. "Are" is present tense, so it doesn't work. WE WERE FRIENDS, but I also am friends with the others, not just with you, I don't care how close you thought we were, I don't give a flying fuck. I don't give a flying fuck about you ANY. FREAKING. MORE..

Worst regards,
Laura.

Geezus, that felt good!

I hate my hair. It gets greasy looking at the roots if I don't wash it every day and I have to wash it every day because my hair is quite thin/fine, if I don't wash it I feel I look too 'scalpy'. It drives me crazy. Why can I just have thickish and clean looking hair for more than a day?

Same vent over here. Thanks for doing it for me.

Steve Jobs is dead. It hurts my heart to think the founder of modern home computing is gone.

I have to finish all of my homework by tomorrow. Yay. This trip up north (and to the bookstore) had better be worth it.

Two pissy customers at work tonight. They got in a grump because the woman's brandy took "far, faaar too long to arrive" "You should hire a bartender who knows how to make a drink!" I apologised and tried to explain that we were very busy and trying to look after everyone, and that I was about to go and get her drink seeing as I had just finished taking the very long order from the table of 7 I was looking after. The guy had the nerve to say you're not bloody busy and it doesn't take this long to make a drink, love. I'm standing there thinking "Yoooou can talk, you're the one sitting on your damn arse!"

Later, when they finally got around to actually looking at the menu and then thinking about ordering (a grand 40 minutes later!) I get asked about a few of the dishes on the menu and I answer every question they have. They then ask me about our kitchen special which is called the "Kitchen Embrace" Basically, you get told the main ingredient of the dish and the rest is a suprise. I told him everything I could about the dish without giving it away when he asks if there's any garlic in it (this guy is alergic to the stuff). I reply that no I'm positive there isn't any but I will double check with the chef. Chef says nope no garlic used in it, i relay this to the guy and he says ok, thankyou.

Later still, this bloke calls over my manager and complains that I am "unfamiliar with the menu" .. WTH!? Did you not want me to check with the chef and risk giving you a meal which you could be allergic too?????

God some people!

I really hate it when people see text messages, vow to respond later, and then forget to respond entirely. I don't mind when chatty text messages get ignored, but when I'm trying to make weekend plans, please just answer your damn phone.

An acquaintance of mine died today.

He committed suicide in the early hours of this morning and no one, not any members of his family or close friends, had any clue he was suicidal. I'd only met him once, but from the short relationship I've had with him, he was an amazing person, and he'll be sorely missed. I didn't even know him that well, just exchanged polite smiles with him whenever we bumped into each other, but I still can't believe it.

I guess you never really expect things like this to happen to you. Rest in peace, Rob.

^ Who the hell thought that was funny?

I'm just so disappointed in so many people, and I feel that no one really needs me right now.

Some people just never change....Oh well.

How do you mix up stink with think? Yeah, keep on "stinking" that..

I just read someone comparing Steve Jobs to Hitler.


Really? REALLY?

^ Some people need better hobbies. Like those cliques who just hate on everyone, the author probably has no life.

I hate when people do an ellipsis like this "..." instead of ". . .", the correct way. No spaces indicates a trailing period.

IT JUST BUGS ME.

^ I've always done them without spaces. To me, the spaced version looks weird.

^ Just the way I was taught, really. I looked it up, it's supposed to have spaces, and I do realise a lot of people, mainly Americans, use the non-spaced version, but hey. IT STILL BUGS ME. Gaahhhhhh. >_<

"According to MLA guidelines, you must indicate that you have omitted words in a quote with three spaced periods called an ellipsis."

^ We've been taughed that it's done without spaces, just ''...'' . It seems better than with spaces. Spaces make it weird. =/

My arm still hurts from vaccinating on Wednesday. >.<

I hate this cough, it's now hurting my head. It's not going away no matter what I do.

I hate having to say this, but I kinda feel bad for ruining the friendship I had with my ex best friend. In any case, until she doesn't apologize, it's just over. But it tastes really bittersweet.

I feel like screaming at the top of my lungs until I lose my voice, but I hate my voice when it's lost. It sounds like a more feminine version of Kurt Cobian. Not that I don't like Kurt, I just can't work that voice like he can, ya know?

My game. Has been crashing. ALL DAY TODAY. Like seriously I think it senses when I have a deadline . . .

I got called a "baby killer" because I am pro-choice, hmph.

I could really do with a Time-Turner right now.

^ The Ministry of Magic should really get on a new stock of those. I'm gonna go write 'em a letter.

In other news I ruined my favourite pair of jeans by spilling ravioli all over them, and the stains won't come out. Greaaaat.

Most of my friends are just gradually becoming less interesting. All they've done these holidays is get monumentally drunk and brag about all the people they've hooked up with, including one post on tumblr about a hickey they couldn't cover up no matter how much makeup they used. I need more fascinating people.

3.5 hours work tonight. I need to get another job, with guaranteed hours. -sigh-

Another friend related vent: I'm just not at all motivated to talk to most of them. They keep texting me and emailing me and messaging me on Facebook, but 80% of the time, I won't reply because I'm just not at all interested in what they're saying, and that makes me feel really horrid and mean.

I'm just really sad and lonely today. I want to go home and cuddle with my cats.

I'm literally frozen and dead-tired from that wind and devilish PE. Ugh...*too tired to shiver*

There's a guy attending the same college as me and I thought to myself he looked sort of familiar. Today my friend told me that he is in fact an actor... and it's absolutely wrecking my head trying to figure out who he is. He looks like a skinnier and slightly younger Gerard Butler.

I seriously think I might be coming down with some sort of illness.
1) I'm pronouncing my "M"s like "B"s
2) I'm pronouncing my "N"s like "D"s
3) I'm blowing my nose to the point of headaches.
4) I went through an entire jar of Vicks.
5) I'm sweating my ass off, but I'm cold at the same time.
6) Not even a Netty Pot will help my stuffy nose.
Now, if you'll excuse me, I'll be eating chicken noodle soup under my blanket crying hysterically because I also have PMS now...

A week ago a dog got hit by a car in my neighbourhood (it survived, last I was aware). Today I'm pretty sure another dog ran out onto the same stretch of road. I don't know if he got hit, I heard the owner shouting the dog's name and running towards the road. I was quite a distance away and had Mick off-leash, so I couldn't go over to investigate/help.

What the hell? I've been taking Mick there for three years, never seen a dog run onto that road. Then this. This city needs fenced-in dog parks SO BADLY.

My four key is officially not working. Fuck.

Some of the friends I've made since arriving at college are constantly nagging and borderline berating me about how I'm not spontaneous enough and therefore I don't have enough fun. They often take spontaneous road trips into the city on weeknights and ask me to accompany them, but I always turn them down because I have 8 A.M. classes every morning-- because of that, I need to study in the evening and hit the sack early. They're always making fun of me for how much I study. I like to have fun on the weekends, but for me, weekend fun means watching movies in groups, hanging out, going shopping together, and maybe the occasional party once every few weeks. For them, weekend fun means getting drunk and/or stoned and hitting up parties every weekend. I just don't find those things entertaining-- to me, being drunk every weekend is supremely unappealling. Taking spontaneous road trips during the week is stressful and counterproductive.

When I try to explain to them that writing and reading during the week and movies and shopping on the weekends are my idea of fun, they try to tell me that I won't understand what true fun is until I come along with them and experience it. It frustrates me so much-- those sort of frivolities will never be fun to me. I think I'm meant to lead more of a quiet life than most people, and my friends aren't willing to understanding that leading a quiet life makes me truly, completely, utterly happy. I get really sick of being called a loser or a killjoy because I make logical, responsible decisions.

I hate that my parents always shove that little son of a gun brother of mine on my throat! Everywhere I go, he comes, whatever I do, he has to be present, most of the times I go on a date, he has to come with me. What is WRONG with this world? And now, the cherry on the top of the cake is that he has to come with me at my sister this month I'll spend at her house, because the little prick always has to ruin my fun! I HATE HIM! I never asked for a brother, what the balls?!

Also, there's this thing in my keyboard that oscillates from key to key, which makes the respective key almost not functional. GAH!

Oh you arn't alone there! My best friend's a party-freak and while I do enjoy the odd road trip, provided i've been given at least a few hours warning, my idea of fun is reading, writing and relaxing after all the hours I put in working and travelling. She doesn't work and all her stupid (drop-out, unemployed) mates like to drink, smoke and party so she does the same. Always fun having your bff call you a killjoy because ya dont wanna smoke pot and then calling ya a boring bitch for the same reasons.

I'm a "boring teenager" and proud of it! Keep ignoring your friends, one day they should all grow up and realise what silly decisions they're making, but in the mean time you'll be staying smart and safe and by the sounds of it, getting well ahead in your studies than they are! Responsible teenagers are SO cool!

HELL YEAH!

I really want to sleep more. This thing with getting up early for school just isn't working for me.

My dad, just now, all of a sudden started arguing with me about the fact that I supposedly don't do enough homework or don't do it fast enough, just because I've had a few bad weeks. Granted, today I didn't start till 2, but still. He keeps saying that I need to do homework on the weekends. Well, last time I checked, weekends were for resting, not working.

Gah.

I keep telling them that I'm going to own their asses in ten years when I'm on top of the professional world because I made responsible decisions at university, but they don't believe me . Responsible teenagers are cool and hard to come by, but it seems that responsible adults/college students are even rarer.

I'm sick. I got home from school yesterday and slept straight up until one or two in morning, then I got up, nibbled some crackers and sipped some water and fell asleep again. When I woke up I had some more crackers and went on the computer, but I started feeling exhausted again (like now) and I went to sleep. I though I slept for HOURS, and I could've sworn I'd looked out the window and saw it was dark. So when I woke up, I thought I'd slept through the rest of the say and that it was my birthday. But no, my birthday's still tomorrow -.-

Went to a party with a couple people. Got somewhat smashed but it was a shitty party (everyone was all spliffed out and there was no good music, just dooch dooch dooch shit) so I left and walked home with Felix, and then we ended up listening to Sia and I fell in love with her voice.

All in all a shitty but enlightening turn of events.

I will be so annoyed if the first time I actually feel it, it isn't mutual. Sort of unrelated, but I hate this feeling I've got right now. I feel like an idiot and kinda embarassed even though I don't have a huge reason to be. I'm just too shy.

I hate that almost all my vents are about being tired, which I really am >.< So, I'm changing a bit.
There was an.....event today, let's call it like that, and I went with my best friends to ''steal'' some tangerines. So, when we came to someones garden, we realised that there's no way tangerines grow on this dry soil. So we,girls, forced guys to climb trees and take what they find. And, instead tangerines, 'we' found&took some dog-rose, but oh my god, it was sooooo sour!!! Plus, I almost lost my cellphone while operation was undertaking. I did lost it,but I found it. It fell out from my bag when I jumped off the high wall in the grass. I found out that few hours later. Whn I saw my cellphone was missing, I started crying! I immediately ran where I thought the cell was, and luckily, I found it there, because no one uses that old path anymore. God, I'm lucky. And after all fuss, my legs are sooooooore. Yeah, I think that's all. Dear God, I won't steal any dog-roses or tangerines or make someone do that for me again, just don't take my cellphone!

All my ads are in Chinese. WHAT IS THIS.

My school is so screwed up, it isn't even funny. Over the past 2 days, a graduate of the previous school year died of a drug overdose, someone in my grade left for a six month rehab stint, and today during 8th period, another kid in my grade got taken out of school by ambulence. Supposedly, the kid either had a panic attack or stabbed himself. I feel bad for their parents. When I was on the bus going home, someone said (and I quote) "He deserved it because he was a freshman."
I would never think someone would sink this low. Why is there some sort of vendetta against freshmen in my school? They were freshmen, too. I don't see what the huge deal is. Also, nobody, no matter how much of a douchebag they are (and believe me, this kid is one of the biggest in school!) deserves to be taken out of school via ambulence. I would never hope someone gets taken out of school via ambulence. Ever. What kind of world do we live in?

Minor vent: I really want Carvel. I haven't had it in a year. -__-

Stop sending me images as Word files! Who the hell thinks that a Word Perfect file is possibly usable as an image?!

Old people are so annoying... :P

I smashed my finger in the car door last weekend, and it's like it's never going to heal so irritating.

Yesterday was a bit over-emotional for me, nothing much happened but I still was a bit upset. To make matters even more boring, I have a maths lesson today at 4 which is going to cripple both me and my family from going out today and I have to study because there exams all next week.

Yay?

I have come to the conclusion that cereal will never look like it does on the box. WHAT THE FUCK DID I JUST EAT.

It is the eptimum of hot here in Los Angeles and yet somehow I've managed to get a cold. What?

I swear my mom has no filters. She just says things and it really hurts. But do i dare to defend myself? No, because that means even more insults or my mom getting angry. She wants be to be truthful, so why get angry when i am truthful? So frusterating! i feel hopeless somedays :/

I hate PE. There wasn't a day after PE that I actually could move my body without crying in pain.

I agree, Nixxy. On P.E. lessons I hate the most that we have to run 16 kilometres a month, so 2 kilometres in a lesson... I absolutely hate running. From 200 metres being totally exhausted and from about 1600 metres being almost unable to breathe normally is normal for me.

The "best" thing happened to me on a P.E. is that the half of the class went one day to universities for a day long trip with our form teacher (including me). That day we would have P.E. The next day we asked the teacher that "Those ones who went to universities shall not run more than usual?" then he answered "Why at all did you go there? Certainly you have to run to complement!" Well, I had to complement it quickly. But to tell the truth, running 3 kilometres in 5-10 degrees cold is not pleasant at all.

I love my sister to death, but she's honestly becoming a huge bitch. She asked my mom to drive her up to Dunkin Donuts to get an iced coffee, but my mom would have to go in to get it for her. If this was a one time thing, I wouldn't be aggravated about it, but she does this bullcrap every day! My mom said no, and my sister got all huffy and went upstairs to her room and slammed the door, shouting "Fine, let me go in bleeding like a mother f*cker!" She should be happy my mom puts up with her daily rants of how "depressed" she is. I feel bad for her, I really do, but she has stop her bullshit ranting every single day. I'm sorry if that makes me heartless, but it's how I feel. Another thing that got me was how she asked if she could borrow my Ugg boots, when she has some of her own 2 FEET from her. I asked her if she had hers near, and she said "Fine, I'll wear them. I was just wondering, considering how you never even go out on the weekends. *snobby eyeroll*"
Okay... she went to damn far with that! She knows I hate when people wear any article of clothing of mine (including shoes, even though I don't know if they're classified as clothes or accessories, but regardless), but she still asks anyway! She knows I hate other peoples' feet in my shoes after I've owned them. That dig about how I don't even go out on weekends really got me steamed! I'm sorry I don't have friends, but that gives her no excuse about being a bitch to me. Especially considering she ask me for shit every day... and she's nine years older than me. NINE! She STOLE my favorite hoodie from me, and she got smoke, alcohol and sex stains on it! I didn't even bitch at her about that! She says she loves me, but if love is mooching off your loved ones, I don't want to be loved at all!

So I'm getting ready to go out with Felix and a couple other people for a (hopefully more successful) night on the town and all of a sudden my dad calls me downstairs and I'm like "what is it now" all impatient and shit and he goes over the fucking moon at me because my brother Damien fell down the stairs - AGAIN - and cracked his head open - AGAIN - at 4 in the morning - AGAIN - and my mother called my dad all crying and shit. How can he not see what a shitty parent she is?! According to my sister, she wasn't even home at the time. I honestly just want my siblings here but I don't want them to be neglected even more because my dad's at work all the time and his bitch girlfriend is over all the time banging him on the sofa and I'm always nextdoor.

Crap, I forgot when my dad's birthday is.. and I think it's today. Shit.

EDIT: Also, hate when people misuse literally. No, you did not literally die from laughing. You'd be dead.

I hate this too! "I literally had a whale of a time." How? No, really, HOW?

Ahaha you are all right ! :p

My friend always says, "It literally breaks my heart whenever I see my friends cry," and then doesn't understand when I try and correct her.

Mine says: I ,litteraly, swim in this book.

I wonder if they sell books bikinis. :o

My right arm hurts like crazy. I haven't played bowling in quite a while, and yesterday's 3 hours of playing ruined my right arm forever. Well, not forever, but I wanna be all dramatic about it.

Headache.

Oh, I'm really sorry girls, that you're not in the best health and mood. I wish everyone who is ill that get well soon! And Hannah, you couldn't try to speak with your sister? Maybe a profound speech could help you in this situation.

Especially I feel happy. I had a lot of programmes in the weekend. All of them took a lot of time, so I almost never had a free moment, but I've never regretted what I did. I had a piano lesson, where I'm learning a really beautiful waltz... On Friday and on Saturday I went to youth groups what I really enjoyed. On Saturday and on Friday I was on family occasions, it was really good to be with my relatives... And I also managed could talk to my cousin (but just in internet) who lives abroad. Today I was on a worship where I sang with some other people, I've met a childhood friend, and I took some photos of the nature... Autumn is so beautiful... Though the weather represents it's winter. Life is wonderful...

Okay, now I'll stop speaking.

I accidentaly sent a message meant for my friend to my crush and now he won't talk to me. I'm just really embarrassed.

Reading seems to be a talent nowadays.

READ. THE. FUCKING. DESCRIPTION. BOX. AND. STOP. ASKING. ME.

I DON'T want to go to college today, I am literally exhausted, even though the week just started. I am NOT in the mood to swallow everyone's bullshit today, I just want to stay home, sleep and drink hot coffee!

Getting ready to likely make a fool of myself once again today. Gah.

Having a health class after lunch is NOT a good idea. Today, the topic was domestic violence in relationships, and a power point was shown on a girl who's mother was killed by her boyfriend and he shot her in the face (Thank god he was sentenced to life in prison!) Very, very very graphic pictures were shown! They showed her after she got shot, before her facial reconstruction surgery. The teacher didn't expect the gagging that went on after each graphic picture. She lectured us on how serious it was. Yes we all knew it was serious, but when you don't warn a whole bunch of students about extremely graphic pictures, especially after some of them have had lunch, there's going to be some gagging. I gasped and gagged at the same time. I'm surprised I kept food down. Seriously.

Oh, and I got a 76 on my World History test. Peachy.

The fire alarm in my room needs a new battery, so how is it telling me this? By beeping at me every five minutes. Every. Five. Minutes. It's loud and scares the crap out of me every time.

Rawr.

My Aboriginal Literature teacher is absolutely horrible. She can't teach to save her life, and now I got 86% on an essay in her class. Everyone I've talked to has nodded their head and said, "Wow, that's really good!" but I'm used to getting 95+% on English assignments, not bloody 83 and 86 percent. If I lose Melbourne because of her, I'm going to be absolutely devastated.

I'm trying not to get in a fight in college, I mean it's college I can't make any promises though. I don't know if it's how I carry myself or what but this one girl is really trying to get on my bad side. I tried rationalizing with her but next time, the only words she'll here from me is when I'm telling someone to hold my weave, as I prepare to mop the floor with her ass.

Also I miss my bestfriend like crazy. She goes to San Diego State and she had planned on transferring here to UCLA but now she's saying she love it their and is deciding to stay. If that's the case then I am seriously considering transferring to San Diego State.

Yesterday evening I let some friends persuade me to go for pancakes with them, which meant that I left the city to go home two hours later than normal by which time the trains were messed up meaning I spent an hour sitting on a stationary train in the dark half-way between two stations waiting for them to decide whether it was safe to carry on. I can only assume it wasn't safe, as when we finally did move we went at 10mph (literally, the driver told us all over the intercom) and the driver slammed on the brakes aburptly twice. Then this morning the trains were still severely delayed because they'd taken so long to fix the problem from the night before and when I got to college it turned out I only had a one hour class because the other has been cancelled, so I essentially went in today for nothing.