the one from england (cont.)

2006-01-19 - 9:45 a.m.

hey i'm back. i know you missed me don't deny it. *cue silence*

ANYWAY i was just wondering if any brilliant people out there have any ideas on what i can talk about for my english oral presentation. i'm a bit stuck right now..i have to gabble on for about 5 minutes on a topic, and it counts for about 20% of my overall grade. ie this is pretty important stuff. however, it doesn't mean that the topic has to be something deep and meaningful like "neurology and biochemistry", but it MUST be engaging and interesting. so that people don't fall asleep or start nudging each other so they don't fall asleep. so any ideas are welcome. the wackier the better actually.

another thing i was wondering about is what you do when you realise a part of your life has gone. before everyone goes GASP no not a deep thought, don't panic, i won't dwell on this point for too long. if you're severely superficial, just skip this following paragraph.

what do you do when you feel someone you thought cared more lets you down/breaks his/her promise/stabs you in the back/won't give you a bit of her honey sandwich? it's futile to get all angry and pissed off about it, and even if you do, it just leaves you feeling upset. and slightly ashamed at being so dramatic about it. of course, you could pour eggs in their hair and run off squealing happily if that will give you closure and sometimes, that does work, but does a little bit of your heart break? probably not. but still, even if you really love him/her/it (i'm making this as gender friendly as possibly by the way) you feel disillusioned. as if they betrayed you. and although this is teenage angst/drama mamaism speaking, i think it's something that haunts you until you get closure. I think the most important thing to do is to accept it and move on. and do whatever it takes for you to move on. because sometimes, that honey sandwich might not have been as good as you thought it was.

okay so i lied about dwelling on that point for "not too long". i think the main point of life is to love and let yourself be loved. for he/she/it who hasn't loved, frankly, hasn't lived. and even if that loved is betrayed/broken/cruelly rejected/heartlessly stamped on, you should not lose the will to love anyone else ever again. because eventually, there will be someone who will love you back just as much as you love him/her/sigh..it, and that feeling is worth all the heartbreaks and hearthaches in the world. never let anyone tell you that you deserve less than that, and never let anyone treat you with any less respect than you deserve.

don't forget that.

and maybe there comes a time when the most loving thing to do is to let go. but never leave things in bitterness, with angry words flying all over the place, death threats scrawled in red paint over each other's house. tempting as it seems. keep the good memories. block out the bad ones. laugh at the funny ones. shake hands and be friends, or if that's too hard, avoid badmouthing them all over town (maybe just to your best friend =P),pick up the dignity you have left and move on. with style.

because life is too short for you to be angsty,upset and bitter. unless you're mr heckles. cuz then you're just cool. so smile today, put on a happy clappy song, and tell someone to tell you 10 things they love about you. if they struggle, bash them on the head and find someone else.

i love you very much =) you know i always will.

before you people start thinking this entry is whine about my inner turmoil to a boyf/exboyf/manwhore, let me stop that dangerous train of thought right in its tracks. this entry is for a very dear friend of mind who's going through a tough time. and for once, i assure you it's a friend, and not a "friend". so stop giving me that look. i've been blessed with having excellent (if sometimes non existent) BGRs. i'm on good terms (well at least i am, i'm not sure if they're hating me) with my exes and i still love them very much. the grand total of two of them =P

er bye?

kill those boys

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poetry, fat penguins, large tattooed arms, third class jaws, the sexy dance, pieces of gum being left on cartons of soy milk, brooches, tweed, pointed high heels (hee hee ter), me saying hee hee, boys giggling, chickens, lizards, botox, keifer the cheese man, rachel's taste in music, rachel's taste in men, teri's taste in shoes, teri's taste in men, llamas, deep jokes i don't get, venereal root disease, sarah's hippy truck, mascara, cucumbers on the road side which could be FULL of bacteria, rats...basically loads of things.

ten things i want to do before i turn 17
kill rachel knight in her sleep and steal her careers booklet and tear a page.also, send hate mail to yoko ono and burn the cheese man

last five
the one with a healthy sarah - 2006-02-24
the one with the hypochondria - 2006-02-09
the one with the very vague hate - 2006-02-05
the one with many cryptic messages - 2006-01-31
the one with the angsty lyrics - 2006-01-30