BIG DAY OUT '05 AND I WASN'T THERE!!!!!!!!

eh,

: ( I woke up depressed coz i knew that i was missing out on a chance to go crazy with a whole bunch of other smelly strangers at Big Day Out with Slipknot playing at 5:30 to 6:30 PM. That and the fact that I still have a couple pages of solid Jap to do and my mum insisted on cleaning the house. who cleans these days..? man. I had this countdown in my head. Is it at all suprising that i couldn't find ANY radio station or tv station that'd be generous enough to show some live stuff from it? I mean, there'll DEFINATELY be SOMEone there, so why not share? dickwads. @: ( turban man's sad. It's like the whole Livid thing all over again!! All i remember of that was that Linkin Park and The White stripes were playing: October 12. Not that i like the white stripes, but that's all i remember. oh, and it was $98 or something.

Well anyway, moving on. it's past and all i can do is look forward to the next gig that i won't be allowed to go to. -shakes fist- floof. Well, while I WASN'T at BDO, I was just thinking. What kinda name's Ned? The last person I know by that name was Ned Kelly, and he turned out quite mad. Well, in fact, I saw a mother saying "come here, Ned" wah?!! Ned. Is that even short for anything? It's like the name Ernst. It's not even Earnest!! Not that Earnest is alright. Who's called that anyway? uhhh, the guy from the stupid play thing i had to read for lit.

Well i've got a bloody stomach ache that's not gonna go away until i eat, so i'm off to the kitchen for a food hunt,

Kimo.

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Hallo.
Yes, I can finally make a new post through blogger. Keyword: finally. So anyway, what has happened since I left off with my listsof stuffs? Well, here's another list for you:
- My computer died. Not as in it reached the end of it's short lived life. As in, it just said "no, I refuse to let you get past the windows logo and i WANT you to hit me. Yeah, hit me with you're best shot, wanka." I was sooo tempted to give it a kick or two, but I refrained myself (just) because it would be harder to fix in the long run.

- After rebooting it, (btw, what kinda name is that? re booting it. well, i wouldn't mind booting it, but should/would i? no, so stop trying to tempt me.) I realised "hey, everything's been wiped. - silent fit of rage / hate / loathing at the computer, including an assortment of swear words in TWO languages.-" Just for those who have never felt the wrathe of a bunged up computer, it wiped out ALL my pictures, ALL my music, ALL my programs, ALL my documents and ALL my settings. Dyu know what?!! I'm stuck with a fricken FLOWER as my background. ya like that, don't ya?!!

- I had to do this burning of fake money, clothes and stuff (some chinese tradition for the dead or something) and now i bloody well smell like smoke. and that's not a good thing.

- It's bloody fricken hot. I hate hot weather. actually, i don't but i'll just say i do for now.

- I am the scatergory CHAMPION!! With total points of >60<> I love maths
=> That man is a sumo wrestler and he's fat
=> The boys mucked around after dinner (is it just me, or does that sentence look dirty at first glance?)
- I can TASTE smoke.
- I found myself CHEERING for Alicia Molik and Lleyton Hewitt the other day. For those hiding under rocks and were luckily able to get away from the madess, this was in the AUSTRALIAN OPEN. -cough- as in TENNIS. yes, Prinx (if you read this) I actually sat down and watched the tennis. shame on me. well, i guess it's not saying much since i sat down and watched the cricket too :P
- and last, but not least, I CAN TASTE SMOKE!!

Well, that'll do for now. OMG, just today, i've been bitten, by who knows what kinda SICK creature, on my last count: >8< times. AND I'M ITCHING LIKE HELL!! Well, i'm going to eat. :D I like this whole traditional chinese thing or something. Well, apart from smelling/ tasting like smoke (i'm sure i do) my mum had to cook all this food as some sort of peace offering? who knows. But what i do know is that i get to eat it!! and i'm hungry, so make way,

Kimo.

And you really WOULDN'T mind leaving a comment, would ya now? You told us all off for not on YOU'RE blog. You're mad Bill Smith.

Eurrghhhh

piss off,

hpmh. i just don't know what to do. i'm so fricken lost. i mean, did you know i was starting to turn into one of those wankas i hate that cry over guys?!! well..i just had something in my eye. no, don't look at me like that, i don't even know why i started. but it's not like he's that great. i hope he reads this. yeah, you're not that great. fkn 6 am my ass. And now he's pissed at me for playing with his stuff. well, you shoulda thought of that before you messed with me. jesus christ. you and your bloody mood swings. get a life. so anyway, so it's just like that now? then why the fk isn't it the same? and where are you when i need you? fine. you do that then, i'm over it.

This is the part where i write some sort of extremely sad or moving poem or song, but since i'm unoriginal, i'll just stick my favourite song at the moment (keep in mind it has nothing to do with him, it's just i really like this song) :

No Seatbelt SongSo, it's sad this doesn't suit you now.And me fresh out of rope...Please ignore this lisp, I never meant to sound like this.So take me and break me and make me strong like you.I'll be forever grateful to this and you.It's only you, beautiful.Or I don't want anyone.If I can choose it's only you.Fix me to a chain around your neck and wear me like a nickel.Even new wine served in old skins cheapens the taste.I shot the pilot, now I'm begging you to fly this for me.I'm here for you to use, broken and bruised.Do you understand?It's only you, beautiful.Or don't want anyone.If I can choose, it's only you.But how could I miscalculate... perfect eyes will have perfect aim.If I can choose, it's only you.“We're wrecking” and I'm dry like a drum...when you screamso fine I'll leave... we're spent... we've got time and trials...measured in miles... we slave for days (and weeks).It's only you, beautiful.Or I don't want anyone.If I can choose. It's only you.But how could I miscalculate... perfect lies from a perfect dame.If I can choose... it's only you.

So there you have it. Well actually, i’ve written a poem, or at least, i’ve written a bunch of words stuck together. Nothing much but if you don’t want your eyes soiled, then i suggest you don’t read:

I'd like to call this poetry,
but think whatever you like.
here's me,
scrawling away.
while the world passes unnoticing.
Except you.
You notice. you cared. you talked while others ignored.
Call it jealousy. Call it indignant. Call me.
is it fair that you spent more time with another she?
One that could make you lose all notion of time?
Someone other than me?
So you're sorry?
I did what i did to make you laugh,
not for you to go wild and punch a wall.
Now you're pissed. I'm pissed. piss off.
Bed with me again and i'll kick you in the balls.
Life ain't a movie and you know it.
can't you just say you hate me and let it be over?
Nah, i like being the prissy princess with fkn guy probs.
What a wanker i've become.
So hear me out,
if all else fails, can we still be friends?


Now do as i said and piss off.

me.

No optimists were hurt in the testing, though they should've been.

hello losers,

yeah yeah, i'm the one that was stood up yes. well news to you, wendy in particular, i wasn't gonna CRY, not even close. I'm made of more than that. but i'm still pissed off. have no fear, i have invaded his msn, having signed in and called him a dipshit and all. niiice, but have no doubt, he'll be after me. ehehehehe, what a loser.
Anyway, i'm not here to talk about him, or am i? no, actually i'm not. so anyway, thanks for the comment garrett, nice to hear from someone. well, britt answered me, but that was kinda WRECKED, wasn't it? lol, no, don't go back and look. yeah. him. so anyway.. why is it that everyone, well a lot of people, are completely PARANOID about my safety, but i am hardly concerned? I mean, death is inevitable so why not embrace it? well, perhaps not "embrace" it exactly, but how about, not be scared? geez, i really would have liked to see someone pull a gun/knife/anything out on me on saturday, coz i was so pissed of i woulda given him/her/it a piece of my mind. You know what's scary? mad women. For example, my mum, my grandma, my aunties, teachers. you get? and isn't it true? you'd go outta your way just to avoid them. well, i dno about you, but that's just me.

Does anyone else have problems with blogger? it took me like 5 presses of the refrsh button to even get here, and two more to actually get the layout to look normal. where the fk is the publish button? wtf? jeez.

you know what i realised? i LIKE being in a bad mood. i love muttering insults and swear words under my breath. i like threatening people. i like radiating a sense of hate and loathing. actually, if i ever do this to you, i'm probably laughing inside AT you. ahahahaha, i'm a cynical bitch. And i think, after saying that, i like being pessimistic. think positive my ass. Who does that? gay people who're so high they think the world's a nice place. i mean, nothing against them or anything, but that frame of mind could really get you in trouble, couldn't it? hypothetically, you were being stalked by some huge guy who could squash you with his toe, weilding a full gun and shit.

Optimist (is that the right word for THEM people?): oh, i might get away with a few limbs!! score.
Pessimist: jesus christ, wtf is this guy doing? he's gonna fkn kill me!!
Optimist: hmm, he's holding his gun wrong. i should show him how to do it, in case he shoots me the wrong way.
Pessimist: ah fk. he's gonna fkn blow me up the wrong way. i'm gonna be a fkn paraplegic. i'd rather go to hell.
Optimist: i'll see you in heaven.
Pessimist: i'm not even fkn gonna go to heaven. jesus christ. whats this world coming to.

Conclusion: optimists are bloody pussies and WILL no doubt GET their asses kicked and pessimists are so much cooler and funnier. oh how we should rejoice at my findings. lol, i love that show, 30 seconds to fame or something. ELIMINATE THEM ALL. muhahahaahaha. i love pointing and laughing at people like that. well have a great day, coz you know you'll need it since school starts in 23 days. yay, i've decided against my resolution to be more positive, as studies show, only pussies are optimists. So lets go wild and have saladas with tuna,

Kimo.

hmph, you again.

hallo.
yes. I'm sick of bloody writing here. Damn you people. Go here:
http://maddox.xmission.com/c.cgi?u=ruin_world thankyou alan, for the link. yeah. jesus christ, i was ready to bloody type something here, but i only realised after half an hour of waiting that it wasn't working. well, not half an hour, but a while. and then it took me another bloody 20 minutes to get to this page. jeeeeez. sick of it all. and dyu know what else i'm bloody sick of? Fkn rich smart people. geez, some people just have it all. and bloody fkn don't give a about anyone. fkheads. Then they expect everyone to bloody bow down to them coz they're that damn great. Any sort of constuctive critisism is a stab at them. And you wouldn't mind talking to me in the least, would you? yeah, great one sided convos i'm always having with you. AND YOU!! The nerve of you to bloody try and read my MSN conversations. so bloody rude. i don't care if you don't care, coz i bloody care and thats all that matters. jesus christ. "it's 11:30, you should go to bed soon" yeah, goddam i realise it's bloody 11:30 and what are you gonna fkn do about it? drag me into bed? yeah well, i'd really like to see that. bloody oath. And what was that stab at christianity you just made?!! I know i've said i don't agree with them, but i've never called then evil brain-washers. well, neither did you, but that's the bloody idea i got from what you said.

And so what if my fkn music has swearing in it?!! dyu fkn suddenly have a problem with it?!! it's not like you don't use those words in every fkn fight u fkn have. jeez, would it be better if it was fkn bleeped?!! no. fkn, it's the same thing. get a life mutha fka. And it's not just that. i know you think i'm weird. QUOTE from you about slipknot "you do know there are better looking guys to listen to" fk. that wasn't even one of those brainless stabs at one of my favourite bands. that was downright rude. i don't get you people. yeah, well this one's for you guys up there -turns up slipknot- eat that.

And where are we at? you fkn talk to me all the time. nearly everyday these holidays and i think we've bloody talked for so much that i reached the maximum conversation saving thing. That's more than my best friends. possibly put together. -.- i'm still glaring at YOU, guilty until proven. Anyway, where ARE we? i don't wanna ask, but i wanna know. but then again i don't. what if..? hmph. you dno what i'm talking about do you? -shakes head- good. and why. jeeez, this is what i wrote in my diary last year: something's wrong if life's good. I just found it coz i read through it yesterday. isn't it sad that i'd think that? well, no sympathy for the poor. i'll leave you now to wallow in that sorrow of yours. yes, you have it. the stain is all over us. and i'm gonna keep informing you in metaphors coz you're in space without me. you're all guilty until proven.

Me.

When you have kids, i hope they have three heads so you'll go broke buying hats for them.

hi.

Well, it's the new year. i guess this is where i have to say: yay -.- i'm sorry, but i was a little more jolly before. before, being yesterday, or the day before, or lo and behold new year's day. Well, i'm in a brain numbing boredness that has godforsaken taken over me!! that was an optimistic approach, by the way. I mean, i could have said: i'm fkn bored shitless, but i didn't. yes, you see, i have gone by my resolutions. 4 days running!! -cough- though i could highly doubt some of my thoughts, especially those concerning school. but as EVERYONE says, school is jolly good fun and i should be enjoying it. well, i'll enjoy it ater, i guess, coz i'm on holidays at the moment. yeah, the glass is no longer half empty, but a matter of who stole my water.

Anyway. hmph. i'm trying to talk to someone on msn and type this at the same time; one of the biggest no-no's of a blog i can think of. Well, that's just me. my uncle came up with these rules to stretch your stomach so you can eat more, no offence, but he's a little chubby :P He said, 2 hours before your big meal, have a snack, but don't eat too much. Don't drink too much. and other stuff that's helpful, if you wanted to eat more. yeah. I'd be more interesting, but this person's a special one. ehehehehehe, just kidding.

Yeah, well i can think of something. A list of my favourite songs:

- Iris by the goo goo dolls.

- My happiness by Powderfinger

- I wish by R. Kelly (r'n'b)

- Purity by slipknot

- Cure for the itch by Linkin park

- Secret song on Reanimation album by Linkin Park

- Inhale by Stone Sour

- The no seatbelt song by brand new

- Appreciation by 213 (rap)

- Thug love by 2Pac (rap)

- Sic gloria transit by brand new

- Song 2 by Blur *bangs head around*

- pretty girl by Sugarcult

and -just for garrett-

-Brackish by kittie -it's not bad. really.

So yeah. I can't think of much else to say at the moment so i'll go now. well, actually, my mum's telling me off. not off, just that i spend too much time on the computer and that i should study or something. get real, school's another few weeks away. So going now,

Kimo.