NoteToSelf;

Never put eyeliner on without a mirror.

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Oh my gosh. Seriously, I have to freaking fight the urge to MURDER random people sometimes.. And the urges to do so are always over really little things.
Like today, mum dragged me to Epping Coles with her and I completely forgot to go the the toilet before we left, so I was like, 'oh it won't take that long to go shopping in Epping' but NOOOO
We bought so much freaking stuff and when we got to the cash register, the trainee casheer person got the prices ALL WRONG practically so when mum looked at the reciept, she was all like WTF..
SO THEN, we had to go to customer service because our casheer has no idea what to do. THEN when we got to the customer service, all these people who were buying tobacco wsuddenly appeared, and apparently, they were first priority ==
SO we waited for like 7 people to get served their daily doses of death, and when it was finally our turn, THE FREAKING COMPUTER MACHINE THING DECIDED TO GO ALL DODGY AND FREAKING UNRESPONSIVE.
So THEN, they spent like 10 minutes fixing it and by then I was like PISSING IN MY PANTS (well not really but anyway).
After that, we walked down to the main entrance of the carpark where we parked the car, only to find that a TRUCK was ATTEMPTING (failing) to reverse into this sheddy thingo and it was BLOCKIIINNGGG the entrance. So I was like OMFG WHAT THE FUCKKK!!
So then mum and I had to walk all the way around epping coles to the other entrance to the parking lot until we could finally get into the car :L

And then we drove home :)

The only good thing about that whole shitty experience was that mum bought pizza and ravioli and some other yummy foooooods! :D
so now you know what happenned this afternoon.
baii xx

Lalalaala :)

There is this boy. And I like him. And I think he likes me but I'm not sure :\
I see him quite often and we act normal around each other like normal friends and all.. But I dunno.
I keep on getting this feeling that he is dropping hints at me. But then again, I dunno..
Okay. I don't have anything else to say now.
Bai :)

Depression As I Know It;

Woaaah crap I haven't been on for a long time :|

Anyway, today I did something realllyyyy bad and my mum RAGED at me, resulting in my being banned from facebook for 2 weeks and not being able to go to soccer training tomorrow night :(((
It's all so depressing. So I've tried this new thing, it's sort of like the silent treatment but different?
I'm not eating until mum gives me back my facebook. Well... I WILL EAT like I'm not anorexic or crap like that but I won't eat properly... I will sneak some snacks in when I'm starving or something ;)
But I'm attempting to do the whole 'guilt-trip' thing and I KNOW you'll all go BUT YOU NEED TO EAT ANITA!
I don't... Like I'm normal weight and I eat a lot at school :)

Okay. Dad is raging at me now because I'm blogging
G2G byee :(

Facebook;

My facebook has officially been de-activated :(
Talk to youse in September maybe :(

xx

Sibling Hatred.

I AM SO FCUKING ANGRY OH MY GOSH!

I hate my sister, and Lynette if you are reading this, STOP FRIGGING STALKING MY BLOG!
Anyway, she went to the easter sho the other day with her friends, and she borrowed my boots coz she was wearing stockings under shorts or something and she thought it would look good.

First time she asked me, I was like 'no, because you'll ruin them' and then she went on with all this crap about how I always borrow things off her and how I ruin them when I DON'T but I thought it would be fair so I let her borrow my EXPENSIVE boots from Rubi Shoes.

They are made out of this velvety material so if you scrape them on concrete or something, the material will immediately wear away so I told her to be careful or she would have to buy my a new pair.

This morning I asked her about my boots and she was all like 'They're FINE, they're exactly the sameee' so I went downstairs to check and the back of them was all worn out and the soles were all weird because she FREAKING DECIDED TO CLIMB A FREAKING TREE IN THEM!!! So I was like raging at her and this is what she said to me 'You're not even really angry' and I SWEAR, by then, I had STEAM coming out from my ears and!

Hey argument to that was, that I'd borrowed her Adidas bag once, and I DID and then she said that I made it dirty, BUT I washed it so it was even cleaner than it was before I used it! So... Her argument FAILED.
And my boots cannot be fixed coz the stitching and material thing is way too intricate :(

Now, I am too scared to wear my boots because I'm scared they'll get worse :'( , like they were literally my favourite shoes in the world! And I haven't even worn them that many times so if they get ruined quickly, mum will be so angry!

bi :(
Anita :( I'm so depressed now :(

Sad :(

Hello there :)
So there is this guy that I like, but he doesn't know I like him and I don't want to tell him I like him because... I dunno, I guess I am afraid of rejection...? If he DOES like me, (which I think he does :S) I want him to tell me first.

And I know, I am being an enigma (thankyou Murali :)) and contradicting my previous post about hating boys and crap but whatever. For now, nobody has found out who I like and if they have guessed, they all guessed wrong :P

I'll give you a clue to who he is? He doesn't go to Baulkham Hills (or does he?) :) Like, if I ever ended up liking someone from Baulko, I would totally bitch slap myself for being such a douche. All of the guys are grrooossssss (well most of them anyway).

I dunno though, this is probably another one of those pointless crushes I get but ... This is what my sister told me: The point of having a REAL boyfriend is that you guys both want to get married and spend the rest of your life with each other...

I certainly DON'T want to marry this guy but I DO like him. Not love, just like. Like like* :) I know you are thinking, what is the point of liking this guy then? Well my answer to your rhetorical question is, I don't know... I don't control my feelings.

Socceerrr :)

I am saddenned by our loss today in our soccer match.
We lost 3 nil :( I started off as mid-field defence which I was PERFECTLY comfortable in but Steve was like 'nooo go up to striker' and I was like WTF NO

Well anyway, we lost badly, though we had a lot of teeeeaamm spirit YEAH! T.T
And whilst on the field, I nearly had a heart attack and DIED because it was so freaking hot and I hadn't run in soo long.
My dad took lots of photos and I LOLed so hard when I saw them on the comptuer at home because they are all action shots and eevryone's face it like :O and stuff HAHAHAHAAAAA

Oh! And I NEARRLYY broke my foot (I think) because I was in immense pain after some stupid person from the other team 'accidently' missed the actual ball with her foot and kicked my FOOT instead. Oh joy. sarcasm*

Ohhhh weeeeeell, we played our best. We hate the Ravens. Ravens are sucky.
Bii,
Anita

MyDilleemmmaaa;

Okay, well I have this MAJOR problem going on.

It's about this girl but, incase she finds my blog and decided to read it, I'm going to call her Erky-Perky :) (EP for short)
Well EP is my friend and has invited me to go lots of places with her but I have to keep on rejecting because either: I have no money (mum gives me money and I have to pay for outings with friends myself) OR (I don't want to go coz I REALLY can't be stuffed) OR (My mum just doesn't want me to go coz of the hassle)
Well I've already rejected her invitations to the movies like what.. 3 times? And if I reject her invitation to the Easter Show, I'm scared I'm gonna hurt her feelings, but I had no other choice so I sent her a Facebook message saying I couldn't go because I'm going to Zoe's house on Friday (that's the day she wanted me to go to the Easter Show with her) (I AM actually going to Zoe's house on Friday) and that my family + Ollie are staying in Avoca for the weekend. :S
I'm afraid she's gonna think I'm purposely annoying her but my thoughts are: I CAN'T SPEND EVERY FREAKING SECOND OF MY LIFE WITH HER

I told mum my problem, and she said that if EP was really my friend, I would be able to tell her the truth to why I can't go to the Easter Show. :(
But I really really really really really don't want to make EP feel like craaaap :(

Now I feel really uber guilty because she has been planning it for ages and did tonnes of chores to get the money needed for the rides, showbags and crap.
Now she's gonna think that she did that for nothingggg!
AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH

Comment pleeeaaassseee and give me some advice?

Loveeeyouussseee,
Anita :(

Boooyyyyyyys;

Boys are gay. They are like little smidgens of nothing that invade girls' lives.
I HATE BOYS.
And if you are going to comment about my previous relationship with Hazanater_ , then don't bother because I regret ever meeting him. I don't even think I ever liked him for REAL, I think I just got together with him for the sake of having a boyfriend.
:S
Well I won't be falling in 'love' anytime soon. Cause all the guys at Baulko SUCK BALLS. They either have severe acne problems, are hideous, fat or are just desperate.

Ew.

Talk to the haaaand,
Anitaaaaaaaa xxxxx

Beeeeeecroft

Hey I'm really bored so in this blog, I'm gonna explain why I loveee Beecroft Village :)

To me, Beecroft is like a second home (Cheltenham being the first) Beecroft isn't like one of those crap super-modernised towns in the middle of nowhere. It's just so... Homely? Friendly? I guess it just has a really nice atmosphere.
Like when I'm home alone, or after school and I have nothing to do, I just catch a train to Beecroft and go to the village green. I sit on the swings and listen to my iPod. I don't get that insecurity that I always feel when I'm along in some random town, I feel safe.

Beecroft is basically my friends and I's hang out spot I guess. Because we live either in it or next to it which makes it all the more convenient.

The only problem I have with it though, is WHO THE HELL DECIDED TO PUT A SURF SHOP SMACK BANG IN THE MIDDLE OF BEECROFT?! We don't even live near a bloody beach.

Anitaaa x

Slug!!

Last night before I was getting ready to go to bed, I saw a ginormous slug finding it's way around my room and I was like WTF.
So I called dad like a billion times and he was like 'GET IT YOURSELF, I CAN'T BE BOTHERED TO COME DOWNSTAIRS!'
That obvious didn't work so I tried asking Lynette to do it for me and this is what she said 'Anita, you seriously need to conquer your fear' so then I offered to pay her 20c and she was like 'NO'
In the end, dad got so tired of me screaming his name that he decided to get the huge slug out of my room. As a stupid person, he decided that the only way I would learn my lesson was that he chased me around the bottom level with the slug on the piece if paper. This freaked me out even more!
So last night, I couldn't sleep AT ALL in fear that the slug may have had babies in my room when I didn't know it was there. For all I know, there could be a ginormous pile of baby slugs hiding somewhere in my room :S

How do slugs have sex anyway???

Bii, :)
Anitaaaaaaa x

Loseerrr;

(Primary School)

So there is this girl (I won't name names even though I know for a fact that she doesn't blog)
She's always been the plus 1. Meaning the one who follows and always tried to become one of 'us'.
She is just so... Annoying and URRGGGHHHH. Like everytime I turn around, she's always THERE. And it like wtf? Go away and stop standing so close to me. 0.o

This is a list of reasons to why I don't like this person:
1. She had a crush on a year 6 when she was in year 5
2. She is a follower
3. She has a crush on my best friend's boyfriend
4. She talks too much
5. I can't think of anything else at the moment

Biii,
Anita

This Is My Life;

I came into highschool wondering if I would fit in, if I would make friends and if I would fail. I guess I overcame all of these negative thoughts because I DO fit in, I have a LOT of friends and I don't fail...

I won't deny that in primary school, I was what was called 'The Slut Group' (There were some people I also sat with who weren't like that though). I was within a group of friends who constantly teased and bitched about other people who infact, hadn't done anything wrong.

Yet, there were always those people who wanted to BE us which still confuses me today. There was the boy 'IT group' and the girl 'IT group' .
Everyone had their own man. One of my bestfriends who was the reigning queen of my primary school was the girlfriend of the regning king.
I as probably one of the duchesses, had my own boyfriend as well... Now I regret even MEETING him because I recently found out that he was academically challenged and all the popularity and social goodness he recieved went to his head. We were together for about 1 and a half years..
Now I go to a good school filled with intelligent people.

My sister constantly tells me that I will turn into one of 'them'.
By 'them' she means the rare (senior) part of the school where people drink and do all of that late-night-partying crap filled with Cruiser Vodka and Smirnoff Ice.
Sometimes I wonder. Will I turn into one of those people? If I do end up turning into one of 'them' would my decision have been influenced by my primary school life?

Over and out,
Anita x