fifty-two.

Spring is almost here!

Seriously - two days!

I can feel it and boy am I pysched! No more wading about in the cold and wetness of Winter. And with Spring, soon comes daylight savings, then comes Summer!

My oh my, how I love daylight savings, even more Summer and the holidays. Long days with the best friends - yes yes yes.
I know it's not magically going to be great weather as soon as it hits September. But it's on it's way! What is good about the wet wet Winter we've had is that the lake is getting full full full, and though I always loved to go there and chill, it is going to be even more beautiful, with a full lake, green grass. And Spring Fest and the show soon! Hopefully i'll be un grounded by then. Surely enough!

And I'll have a job, and will have my own money to spend at both Spring Fest and The Show, it will be truley ace!

Ahh, so many things to look forward to. The end of the year is coming so fast. And towards this time it all starts to be great. So bad I fucked the start of it up for myself. Oh Amy, you and your naive mistakes.

ALSO, I think I should start adding proper titles to my posts maybe. Make it more interesting? just numbering them seems a little bland. But I do get sick of certain things after a while, hence the new name for the blog. So that might just be what i'm feelin'.

fifty-one

I hate it when people are un happy, I don't like seeing people sad - I can't stand it. I try to help, always. But there is a difference between people who are sad, and people who are just feeling sorry for themselves. The latter, I just do not get. As I rave on about so much in many of my posts, it could be much worse, you could live in poverty, have abusive parents, be sleeping on the street, etc. But people just don't get that.

So what make it worse is that, I am a person that thrives on positive energy. I love a happy environment, because I am energetic and bubbly, spaced out - yes. But I am an all round happy person, and I try not to judge, I try to see the good in all people and i'm nice to everyone, so I like to think. Of course I have my days - everybody does. But back to the point - when people are sad because they're feeling sorry for themselves, I really don't like it. In a different way to me not liking when people are genuinely upset. When people are feeling sorry for them selves - it sends of this negative vibe that puts a dampener on everything. Lately someone has been doing this, and I try so hard to make them happy, to lighten the mood. But this person just refuses. I hate it.

It's like, they're the grey clouds and i'm the sun. They don't go well together.

It's really quite frustrating.

But happiness is meant to be contageous, so I just keep going with my stride, and hope it rubs off on them.

fifty

SO, since the last school holidays I thought my camera had you know, shat its self. But the other day I was fishing through the mess that is my top draw, and I came across it. For the heck of it I decided to turn it on - not expecting a response. But what do you know? On it turned and it was fine and dandy! I mean, apart from the ink run crack through the middle of the screen, it's great. So so happy about that! Anywho, here are a few belated pictures from my holiday!

forty-nine

I GOT A JOB.

I don't want to jinx myself, but I had somewhat training today. And I earnt my first ever pay!

It's a lovely day for me!

So, I am writing a story for school, and will post it up here soon. Sorry I have been neglecting you, bloggy blog. But I just haven't thought. You know?
Now I am watching Greys Anatomy season one and EVERYONE looks so different! And young. It's lovely. A great way to spend my grounding, so I think.

forty-eight.

'She had problems with drinking milk and being school tardy

She'll loan you her toothbrush

She'll bartend your party'

Sums me up in a way. Though, I don't have that much a problem drinking milk.

Song: Kings of Leon, Milk.

forty-seven.

HEY!

GUESS WHAT?

I'm grounded again! Shiiiit.

So you and I are going to become even BETTER friends.

Look out!

forty-six.

Are blogs referable for portfolios?

That would be nice, because then I would already have alot down pat. But, if not. I should probably pick up some pen and parchment!

No, I think I am covered.

Well, no published work in le real world yet, but it will happen. Just have to send in letters and such. To loads of magazines and newspapers and such,

"I can be your hero baby, I can kiss away the pain, I will stand by you forever, you can't take my breath away"

Sorry, intense ad for 'Rescue Special Ops' on TV in the background right now.

Now, where was I before I so rudely interrupted myself?

Oh yes, so I cannot remember whether I told you this, but to get in to RMIT for journalism you need an enter score of 98 or above, so i'm pretty freaked. I know it's a while away to year 12, but still! Anywho, apparently it gets put down for my school though, because we're a rural school or something, so they thing we're dipshits so it gets put down ten or something, that mighten be true, but it's what I heard. Ha, so thats only 88. Which isn't too bad.

But hey, I can do it, regardless!

forty-five

I dislike violence.

I don't exactly see the point in it, really. I mean - it doesn't solve anything. Obviously.

What got me thinking about this more, is a scenario at school.

Two girls, fighting over a guy or something like that, and they think the only way to solve this problem is by yelling at each other and then clawing at each other like savages, oh! But then of course other people have to jump into. Not to break it up or anything, but to make it into a brawl! It is ridiculous. And in the end did it prove anything? That now they'll be talked about as 'those chicks that got into a cat fight over some dude' for the next week. Did it solve their problem? No, it most certainly did not. Though people still promote it! By everybody asking questions about it, choosing sides etc. It is just encouraging the whole thing.

It isn't just girls though, boys do it just as bad, and even fighting verbally - topping it off with poorly constructed sentences that mostly consist of swear words and lame put downs. It's also bad.

It all starts somewhere - due to someones insecurity or need to 'stay at the top'. I get that sometimes things were meant to be solved by a simple conversation - talk it over, in a civilised way, and then it gets turned up a knotch because people loose their cool. That is un for seen and most of the time people did not expect that, it just happens.

But my real peeve is that it happens in the first place and that people let it happen.

At this moment, i'm not really sure how to conclude this little... Rant? Or am I just rasing and opinion... A debate? I don't really know. But I haven't figured it out properly. Hopefully I will, and then I can articulate my story properly.

But untill then... This is all I really have for you. Just thoughts, from my mind through to my fingertips, then scrolled across a screen. Sometimes they don't have to fit together properly...

forty-four

I WANT THEM SO BAD.

Windsor Smith boxer boots.

$160.

Italian Made.

Full leather.

Why must you be so untouchable? And why do I have to be the worst person and saving EVER?

Hmm... Maybe when I get a job they can be my first big buy, yeah - sound like a plan?

Okay cool.

forty-three

I blew our date off. I'm sorry. How will you ever forgive me?! *Sigh*

Today I went to the Mips office at my school to talk about my future and class selections for next year and what not.
It was all going swell, I have figured out what classes i'll do next year and gotten some numbers of places I can enquire within for some writing jobs and etc.
Then I asked enter scores for certain universitys...

RMIT - 98 for Journalism
Melbourne University - 92 (And the journalism course there isn't even very good)
Deakin - 89

I know i'm only in year 9 and I was expecting over the 80's easily... But still! WOW. I seriously felt like I was going to throw up.
But I can do it, I know I can. I just better start practicing!
No more neglecting your blog Amy! NOR your homework!

In other news, I finaly finished season 6 of Greys Anatomy today.
OHMYGOD.
So intense! Like - out of this world intense, I was seriously beyond speechles. Wow, it was just all so unexpected and I was expecting too! It took me by such suprise. My heart was racing just watching it and my oh my was I bawling at certain points!
Those last two episodes have to be the best and most intense pieces of television I have ever watched in my entire life.
I strongly recommend you watch Greys Anatomy! Especially the sixth season. So good!