Pea Pizza

yum yum.a couple of days ago i had the most scrrrrrrrrrrrrrumptious pizza of all time! behold.. i present to you..

THE PEA PIZZA!! this pizza, with a bit of egg, peas, 3 different kinds of cheese, and of course some more scrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrumpptious peas :D by far, the most delicious pizza i've had in awhile, and i really mean it. my mum has managed to master the art of cooking, for a moment i doubted her, but this blessing of a pizza has proven me wrong! i shall never doubt my mums cooking again, she is a culinary GENIUS (so genius, even wonder dog stands no chance against her geniusnesseses, and thats sayin alot) oh and did i forget to mention that she can crochet and knit anything that she desires? oh yes, i think i might have forgotten.. prepare to be amazed!!




A CUP COVER THING !! OH YES!! THATS RIGHT!! not only does this thingamajig protect your hands from the freezing cold coldness that prevents you from holding your cup for a substantially long period of time, but it is also good for the environment! he11z ye@H! its made of.................................. recycled cold storage plastic bags!

BAM!

werent expecting that were you? i thought not its is very.. how you say.. unexpected, no?

hahahahaha aaaaahah hah eheh he heheh hm .. yes well moving on im gonna make another blog with like.. a couple more of my mums amazing creations of stuff and yeh i think i might actually do it. if she lets me that is im not really sure if she would mind or not or maybe just a little or whatever.
so

yes well bye.

blog diary thingoo (:

hm well today was alright i suppose, but i guess thats only because i missed out an half of it.


after staying up late last night and trying to avoid sleeping so that i wouldnt, you know, get that fucken nightmare again, i eventually failed in avoiding the nightmare and fell asleep at around 4:30am. i woke up later that day at around 3pm to the soothing sound of my mum shouting at me to come eat lunch with whats left of our petty family. i slowly got up and fixed my hair, and considered changing out of my pajamas, but then gave up due to the fact that it would have taken me too long to find something decent to wear in the huge oodles of clothes laying on the
floor.



after having fixed myself up a bit, i started for the door, and upon reaching the bottom of the stairs, i greeted my brother and mother and took my place at the table. my brother was still tired, and had his head on the table. as my brother turned to greet me, he suddenly let out a groan so loud ,it would have been loug enough to wake the seven sleepers, yet i could not understand what the fuck he was saying. everything was silent after that, until my mum came to the table and brought forth some nice reheated dinner. yum yum.



after that i went into my room and just hid there for awhile. i called duffman, listened to music, played some guitar, the usual. then i got bored, and headed to my mums room. then i suddenly remembered that my dad promised me an itouch by the end of the month! so i ran back to my room, grabbed my phone, and speed-dailed his cheap ass. he picked up and started saying some crap in french im not really sure. then i started talking about the reason why i called in the first place, and he, of course, claimed that he "forgot all about that" and that he would "think about it". then i started whining and told him that he promised, which he sorta did. then he started going on about "so how are your grades?" ooooof course i was all proud and replied "i got a B for a recent biology test!". at that moment.. i was sure i had got him where i wanted him.. i was ready to hear him say "wow! come over next weekend and ill give you your fucken itouch!" but NOOOOOOOOOO! he was quiet at first and then said "thats not good enough"


MOTHER FUCKEN ARSE FINKLE


then i realized that i wasnt trying hard enough so i started moaning again. after saying "but DAAADD.. going from an E to a B is fucken good!" then he gave up and BAM just like that, im gettin myself an itouch (: maybe not this week.. maybe the next.. or something.. but still. im gonna bug him until i get it.



after that i just stayed in my room and listened to music and shit.
hm well its currently 11 minutes in the morning, so ill edit this tomorrow and tell you about what else happened.
right now my eyes are burning from the fucken laptop screen being so bright.. and well.. i forgot how to make it dimmer.
sooo im off (:
i think i might be doing this blog diary thing a lil more often depends if i can be fucked to write this much everyday

wish me luck in not sleeping :/

CHEERIO MY CHEERIOS

Nightmares..

fucking hell i just cant take it anymore. once again i've been woken up by a nightmare that has been taunting me for the past couple of days. i had this same problem a couple of weeks ago, but now its back ):

every night i'm afraid to fall asleep because i know ill probably end up waking up in tears. basically this nightmare is about my parents.. my future.. and everything else being totally crushed.


it's my worst nightmare.
my worst.
it always starts off with an image of my mum. she's sitting in our old hammock, from back when we were in melacca. and well.. shes just sitting there.. staring at me.. then she suddenly breaks out crying, because it turns out my dad had cut our monthly allowance, and we could no longer afford to feed the pets or to go out more than once a week.. and that we were counting every cent now more then ever. she would just cry her heart out.. iv seen her cry, but this is so much worse then what iv seen.. i can see that she cant take it anymore, and i fear that she might actually have failed in keeping whats left of our family together.

as she cries, i get into the hammock with her. but im a little girl, like when i was 7 or something. and i have no clue what the fuck is going on. i see my dad walk in, with his girlfriend and her 3 children.. they're all happy.. with awesome clothes, n expensive shit.. stuff like that. and my dad tells me its time i go to university. i instantly start changing, sort of like my life was being fast-forwarded, and next thing i know im where i am now.

when i get to the gates of the university, which are huge, almost like the gates of heaven (or atleast thats how i imagined it to be), i step through. inside, i see my brother. he's just sitting.. studying.. telling me about how im going to fail and end up alone in the streets.. telling me about how i should have listened to him when he told me to do my homework, and bout how i failed my mum and iv betrayed all of them, and that they still hold a grudge on me from when i went to live at my dads.. about how they thought i was becoming best friends with that FUCKTARD BITCH THAT RUINED MY LIFE..

then i see my mum again, after a year of struggling in school, afraid of what she has become. i see her, she's found a man. she's getting married to him. he's filthy rich.. i watch them from the gates of the university.. im crying to go and hug my mum, to talk to her, to get her to even look at me!! but she doesnt turn her gaze from this man.. so i force my way out of the university. i push open the doors, and my brother runs out in front of me and tells me that if i leave i could never come back.i freaked out and thought that hell, my mum would take care of me, seeing how my own brother would kick me out of uni she'd probably do it.. i mean.. i am her daughter. so i pushed my way past my brother. then i somehow get lost in a crowd.. and i see everyone i know now, people from school, family members, people iv seen round town, i see all of them telling me not to go. and my mum is still with this man, completely ignoring me!

i manage to escape the crowd, and when i reach my mum, i tell her of how i got there and what i gave up to see her again after all we've been through. she completely fucking ignores me, so i try and talk to her again.. and now she breaks out, shouting at me like she's never shouted before!!

"FUCKING HELL MURIELLE WHY CANT YOU JUST LEAVE ME!! LET ME BE HAPPY ON MY OWN AND FOCUS ON YOUR STUDIES!"

i start hesitating to respond to her and i try and hug her.. trying to find the right words to explain what im going through and how afraid i was.. and she breaks out again, slapping me this time, SLAPPING.. she shouts again and again..

"im NOT going to take care of you!! you are going to end up workin at some fast food shit. i will NEVER help you because this is what you DESERVE. you've always been the slow one in this family, and I HOPE YOU FUCKING END UP ALONE AND POOR AS FUCK, because im NOT gonna be there when you cry! and im NOT gonna be there when you're alone and poor! you'll end up on the streets with you fucked up job..
.....WHERE YOU BELONG!"

then i see myself.. crying.. wishing that everything was back to how it was before i came to penang.. that it was all perfect like it was then.. no one bitching about each other.. no one CHEATING or LYING about things that could fuck up your life forever! that is the point where i wake up to a soaked pillow and wide awake.. too afraid to go back to sleep. this has been fucking up my days alot, because i practically pass out when i get home.. and i never have time to do much homework or shit like that.. and i feel like iv wasted my day, and i look like a lazy, spoilt brat to my mum and brother. i hate nightmares. i hate how my lifes turned out.






FML

Blob is not an arsehole ):

those who think otherwise shall have to face my russian-australian mafia.
oh yes.
just wanted to clear that up.
he's actually pretty awesome.
his blogs alright i guess d:
and if theres one thing he isnt, thats an arsehole.
so piss the fuck off

anywho

here i am, lying in bed, doing homework.
yes im doing homework! how exciting!
im gonna try finish up this stupid math homework, and after that ill move on to geography.
god im bored
im talking to dipshit on the phone.
cuz bryce had to go do his stupif homework d:
i cant wait til the weekend (:
when i can sleep all i want, and eat all i want, and do what i want and when i wanna do it :D
im using this blog thing to procrastinate.
i think its working.
i am now gnawing on my arm..
i cant believe i actually listened to dipshit
its not as fun as he said it would be.
welp, this is boring as well
so im off to go continue my homework
im probably screwed for math cuz i cant be fucked to go get my book..
but oh well (:
its not like im gonna fail at life or anything, after all, its just maths


this blog is shit so im gonna just end this now.

THE ADVENTURES OF HULK AND DUFFMAN

it all began when a normal little girl by the name of Murielle, invited a not-so-normal little girl by the name of Ronja, to her house, to walk her dog, eat junk food/shit and discuss how both their lives sucked so badly. they were both on the brink of suicide. little did murielle know, that something so devistatingly epic was going to change her life.. for the next couple of years.

as they were walking dana, an amazing event of epic proportion happened. they had a stroke of genius. they decided that their names were not cool enough to support their retarded adventures of jokes and throwing up. Murielle, the master of jokes and the most gullible person ever, decided that Ronja's secret identity should fit her ability to not make sense. and Ronja, who made no sense, decided that Murielle's secret identity should fit her incredible, unique powers (such as her methods of self defense)like the gate incident......

they then combined their genius minds, and as for the end result.. well.. allow me to demonstrate

KAABAAAA blahblhblashbndkjmlbahblha njkdvm

oh yes.
this is what she has turned me into.

i am.

HULK

urban dictionary says: the incredible being that is large, green-skinned, very muscular, and goes around grunting "HULK [insert action here]"
favourite word: KABAA (not something the real hulk would say.. happens to be something a lil kitty cat would say.. totally suitable for hulk (: BALLS (see duffman for proper pronounciation) and NOM NOM NOM
favourite colour: blue NOT GREEN blououeeeee
partner in twiggying and shit like that: DUFFMAN oh yeah
sidekick: wonder dog
archnemesis: mitch the vitch..
weakness: baldless hamsters!! urghhhahahghfjnkmxxurhgnm D:
religious views (both hulk & d-man) : =3 .. we suck.. we know..

SHE is
the one.. the only..

DUFFMAN

urban dictionary says: for sure the greatest mascot ever made in history, period.
favourite word: duffmanohyeah, BALLS (pronounced; ba-oo-oh-ls, basically like vowels only bowels) NOM NOM NOM
favourite colour: i have no clue but ill put it up here as soon as i find out d: i think its also blue D:
partner in twiggying and shit like that: HULK kabaaa
sidekick: the amazing Zorro
archnemesis: same one as hulk even though they dont really know each other (we farht in her dirrectione d: )
weakness; -the word .. of unknown power .. the word .. able to cause old ladies to cringe in fear .. NI
-her ass crack showing all the time lmfao
people we're pissed at (both d-man & hulk) : bryce and joe for being total a-holes ):<





our latest adventure involved preparing for the end of the world.
we bought an inflatable boat which will probably not last long.. seeing how it can only hold 95kg and we are 100kg combined D: but we shall prevail. for with the help of wonderdog (who happens to be a lil genius) we have come up with a master plan, to somehow fill it up with helium! OH YEAH.





yeah. we're that awesome. we even have a secret language which involves a series of snorts, shouting kabaa, bitting each others arms, growling,nom nom nomming and of course the giving out of shit-flavoured air causing a loud, yet sometimes silent, sound, which happens to be a form of self defense which we have mastered :3 (mainly used when having something close on you like saayy a GATE!! -.- )





we plan to someday rule the world.


we'll probably end up going to the same college, maybe even university if our parents are awesome (:


most of the jokes in this blog are personal ones to dont worry if you dont understand any of it d:

Jordy Lemoine♥

holy fuck.
where to begin?
cutest. child. star. ever. ♥

:D
he sang french songs when he was a lil kiddo oh god i used to listen to him when i was like 5 (:
though hes like.. 17 now d:
fav songs: 'dur dur d'etre bebe' & 'alison'
i remember runnin around singing 'alison! c'est ma copine a moi!' over n over
cuz that was the only part of the song i knew d:
aahh





gooooooood times {:





as you probably already guessed (unless its not obvious enough) that pic is of jordy as a baby d:
n the one below this is him now d:








theres really no point in showing you this but hell i just had a humongo flashback of one of the few memories i have from my 2.5 years in switzerland so if you think its gay or any shit like that gimmi a break n piss off
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(:
♥

short blog (:

(:

i dont know bout you but this is the cutest squirel eva !!




just wanted to put that out there..

(dedicated to dipshit)

Im 15, sick, tired and PISSED OFF

Here i am, in bed, not able to sleep, and writing another one of those blog things..

i recently turned 15 (last friday actually) and it was great at the time, but now i just feel older and more like im slowly wasting away )': my birthday was pretty fun to be honest, or atleast, it was better than last years'. i was in Perth for a school trip, and we got to stay with host families n stuff. people sang for me on the bus, and i got a lil cupcake with an 'M' candle on it from my host family (: i even got a few gifts from my mum n bro n best friend when i got back, so i guess it wasnt as bad as last years.

since the school trip to perth (which i got back from yesterday) my nose has been partly blocked & runny, my head has been throbbing, my throat has been dry, and my tongue has been bleeding (dont ask..) so im not exactly feeling very.. healthy.

im tired, because i cant sleep, because my eyes are currently burning, causing them to make tears which are now soaking my pillow and making my face all sticky which is a bit unusual on my end.. im on the phone with some guy, a guy named Joe, who's also writing a blog, only hes not really talking while doin it.. normally when i talk to people at night i get really tired and it helps me sleep, but hes not exactly very good at the talking part, so I'm wide awake yet passed out on the inside, which makes little sense..

im PISSED OFF because i might be missing a bio test, a chem test, and a french test, if i end up not going to school tomorrow due to the fact that im not well, that, and i managed to finish watching 'inglorious basterds' which was a complete, slightly entertaining, waste of time. they should have called it 'racist-inglorious-filthy-dick-faced-heartless basterds' im jus sayin........



:|

a lil about ME (:

hm well i haven't written a post in ages, so i've decided to tell you a little about myself (: (notice how that doesnt relate at all........)

first on our agenda, we have random bullet-point facts (:

[START]

• i'm a pretty laid back person (or atleast i used to be)
• i'm really protective over people i care about (as bryce might've noticed when he "broke" his leg..)
• i don't open up really easily, so if i start telling you things that are important to me, shuddup & listen!
• i LOVE to scream, it makes me feel alive
• to walk within the lines would make life boring, so im totally against it (:
• if someone needs to talk about a problem they're having, i'm usually there
• i tend to be a good listener, & try my best at giving advice

[END]

next some less random facts

[START]

15 years old
born on March 19th
i live in Penang; just like every other place it has its ups & downs and i try to make the most of them
my parents are seperated & i recently moved back to my mums (tell you more about that some other time)
I hate it when people pronounce or spell words wrong, yes, believe it or not, i am a gramma freak.
i tend to curse mainly when im mad, or trying to prove a point.

[END]

now, some webdings (:

[START]

i was gonna put webdings here but it didnt work as i planned so screw that..

[END]

urghh im getting pretty distracted, so ima do this as fast as i can um D:

*2 hours later

hm well as you might've noticed, i suck at writing blogs, but hell i try d: and faily pathetically.,..

inspirtation of the day: absolutely nothing.