Yeah this is a long one, bear with me.

Calling me weird is an understatement. I have a twisted sense of humour and am attracted to guys that nobody else seems to notice. I don't really feel the cold. Never wore a school jersey for ages and everyone was like "omg aren't you cold?" but it's not like I was in any danger of frostbite and concequential amputation that would follow. I have an email address called katehatesyourface@yahoo.co.nz but I don't remember the last time I used it. I'm not a person who thrives in a party atmosphere and likes meeting new people. I hate school but would be bored shitless if I was home-schooled. I have a thing for techno music now. For some you have to prepare yourself. "For what?" you may say. The answer? To have your shit rocked, bitch. I like some metal music also but I haven't yet explored the vast world of it. There is one particular song that is all screaming and cymbals and shrieking guitar that I listen to when throwing kittens against a wall. Kidding about the last part. See, that is an example of my humour. Dead baby jokes are also mint. I am seriously damaged goods.

I like to laugh at other's misfortune. I think Taylor Lautner has a face like a smacked bum. No idea what my friends (cough cough, Megan) see in him. But Rupert Grint, on the other hand. He is gorgeous. Everyone knows he's my number one celebrity crush. Yes, i'm being serious. Shut up. And Zac Efron? ew. Call me when he grows some balls and I might reconsider. When people ask me if I like him, part of me is tempted to say "yes, of course, and I also have a 15-inch dick", being the sarcastic little hoe that I am.

I hate physics. Just elaborating on the previous "I hate school" comment. Boys distract me also. I always find myself glancing at them in class when I should be concentrating. Sometimes one in particular is a big distraction. It's like a maddening, unscratchable itch on the inside of my skull when he has captured my interest long-term. Back to physics, the class is like a pack of sedated zoo animals when the teacher is explainning something and showing off his brain-calculator abilities. I am so lost in that class. Holy crap my report from him was ugly. Mr NameObscured basically implied I should drop physics and take up basket-weaving (he mentioned basket-weaving previously as an alternative for those who can't handle the whaledick sized task of mastering level two physics). When I got given my report I thought I should probably start planning my funeral music because I was sure mum would go apeshit. So I put off giving it to her for 3 weeks and fabricated a story about why it was late.

The thought of the upcoming exams is damaging my emotional stability. But not as much as some people ... if I don't pass - of course I care - but not really that much. I'm not going to cry about it. I will just sit at home in front of the tv, possessed by the biscuit demon, and eat.

So this is the conclusion of my saturday evening mental clutter release.

people ... ugh

I hate it when I'm walking from where the bus drops me off to my driveway, and people wave at me as I'm walking. I think "don't you fucking wave at me you creepy fuck, keep driving" because it mildly irritates me. It's ok if they know me but I haven't encountered anyone who does.

love getting off topic

Mum and John were sitting at the dining table working on John's essay on "The fat boy" and they were arguing a bit because Mum wasn't quite grasping the essay question. She kept describing the physical attributes of the main character instead of describing what he was like, which led John to say "when you're describing spongebob you don't say that he's a little sponge" and that made me crack up; dissolving the tense atmosphere. We were all laughing about that and we kept, like, getting over it and stop laughing but one person would still be chuckling to themself which made the others start again. I had to leave the room in the end as I was choking on my dinner slightly. Quite a funny evening, since it could have ended with yelling and frustration. Love you spongebob :)

Almost as funny as when I seat-belted the bag of potatoes in the back seat this afternoon :P

i know i say this heaps

I'm so fucking sick of having a violent brother who has anger management problems. He lashed out at me today for what should have been nothing at all. I wouldn't watch a youtube video that he wanted me to and it was my turn on the computer. I didn't cry until he was gone though which was good for me. Mum isn't home yet and things would have been different if she was. I feel defenseless when it's just me and John at home but it's not mum's fault that she has to work. John takes things too far and doesn't know when enough is enough. If I'm say something mean to him, he's twice as mean back and seems to think it's fair. I really wish I was an only child. So bad.

not gonna do that again

It would be unsurprising for me to write about the school/gunman/lockdown thing that occurred this morning but nah.

I was talking to a guy named Brian on Omegle and he was really cool and funny but then he started telling me he loved me and all this shit. He wrote me a poem and told me he would move to NZ to be with me. He kept changing his story, like "I'm in high school" then "I work for the government" and other scenarios. And then he started talking a bit dirty. This encounter has put me off Omegle for a while. Be internet-safe people.

These are probably not that accurate

"But the fourth kind, there's nothing more frightening than the fourth. You see, that one is when they abduct you"

"These facts do appear to be real" "They are real goddammit"

"There's something outside my door. It's gonna open it! The door's opening! Oh my God! Oh my God!! No! Noooo! (screams)"

"A beam of light came down and they took her. They took my little girl up into the sky. I saw it, August, I saw it! They took her through the ceiling"

"Holy shit, there's something above the Tyler house, a beam of light and it's sucking them up through the roof"

"All I can see is an owl but I know it's not an owl"

"The worse part was the voice inside my head. They talk to you so you can hear them but they also talk inside your mind"

I'm in love

... with Travis Garland. He is an amazing singer and songwriter and his music is just incredible. His version of "Airplanes" (originally by B.o.B and Hayley Williams) is immeasurably better than theirs. The lyrics are perfect. Love love love :)

Can we pretend that airplanes
In the night sky
Are like shooting stars
I could really use a wish right now
Wish right now
Wish right now

I'm praying that this stairway
Leads somewhere
Like heaven's door
And when you get there don't look down
Don't look down
Don't look down

Change of mind

Me and Megan were in town today and saw Eclipse and we also saw heaps of cute babies and small children and that made me quite clucky. I'm over it now but at the time I wanted to get pregnant and be a mum. Quite an unsuccessful shopping day to be honest. I didn't get anything apart from a movie ticket and food.

I dyed my hair dark brown last night but it doesn't even look that different. Just darker lol. But I like it anyway.

Isn't that just the icing on the cake

I'm in a real crap mood. Seems to be a frequent occurence recently. I hate this sunny weather. Call me emo or whatever but I love cloudy days and night time. My brother is being annoying because he's bored. I haven't started my holiday homework and it's thursday. Mum says she's booking me some driving lessons next holidays because I'm so reluctant to learn. Yeah mum, lessons are gonna make me feel differently. Not.

I'm missing people from school and I'm stranded at home. Which brings up another thing, I'm going to be friendless after high school and heaps of people are going to drop out at the end of this year. Well fcuk them.

I should go do something useful but I'm too pissed off right now.

Quotes

Quotes that I like from Sid Vicious.

I'll die before I'm 25, and when I do I'll have lived the way I wanted to.

I'm not chic, I could never be chic.

I'm not vicious really. I consider myself to be kindhearted. I love my mum.

I've only been in love with a beer bottle and a mirror.

Undermine their pompous authority, reject their moral standards, make anarchy and disorder your trademarks. Cause as much chaos and disruption as possible but don't let them take you ALIVE.

We're really quite nice and friendly, but everyone has a beastly side to them, don't they?

You can't arrest me, I'm a rockstar.

You just pick up a chord, go twang, and you've got music.

Well, you know, like, I don't really give a fuck what the general public think.

We had a death pact. I have to keep my half of the bargain. Please bury me next to my baby in my leather jacket, jeans and motor cycle boots. Goodbye. (In his suicide note).

It's not really my problem if they think I'm weird.

not too sure about this

I was watching a program about men on deathrow in prisions last night and one thing that caught my attention was that some of the inmates had penpals. I want my own convict to write to. I found a website for it but I'm not sure if I should or not. I would appreciate opinions about this. Cheers.

well fuck you

There are some people you think are awesome until they do something that pisses you off, hurts you or confuses you and then your opinion of them changes. The person I have in mind - when furiously typing this blog - doesn't know I'm talking about him/her. Not giving clues to who it is either. And don't ask me in person because I won't tell you (even though I love my followers for reading this).

FUCK YOU ******* (I even put the wrong amount of stars for their name).

DWW

I love Down With Webster. For yous who don't know them, they are a bit like LMFAO but more chilled. Songs I lke by them are:
Your man
Go go girl
Whoa is me
Grind
Weekends
Your Man is the best one btw. When I first heard it I was deciding whether or not to download it and luckily I chose to because now I freaking love DWW.

That's my little rant about em.

townin again

Me and mum towned again today. Went to Spotlight, Orrs Pharmacy and a few other places. I got a lamb-bag (like a handbag but it looks like a toy sheep). It's very cute and I got lots of adoring looks from people as I carried it around with me. Mum thinks it is stupid but she doesn't understand modern fashion very well. I got complimented on it once :)

Omg we got KFC for dinner and I got a cookies and cream crusher and it was very nice but cold. Haven't had KFC in months and months. I like popcorn chicken.

I watched a youtube video of a group of guys singing "bad romance" in acapella and it was funny. They are very talented. I think they call themselves "On the rocks". Yeah I don't know why either.

So yeah.

i'm the adult here

Last night I walked into my room, hoping to just jump straight into bed, but alas! no sheets. I ran back up the hallway and asked my mum where they were and she said "in the dryer" and I said "how long will they be?" and she told me I had to teach her some tecktonik moves before she would tell me. I then told her "I don't know any, I just flail my arms about" and she said "you're mean". Wtf?

Today we went to the supermarket and we went to pak n' save instead of countdown (lol i accidently typed cuntdown but I corrected it hahaha). I saw an old man buying skippy cornflakes and I smiled because I thought that was really cute. When mum grabbed a bottle of red wine off the shelf I loudly said "it will only slow your recovery" and we both laughed. She's not an alcoholic btw. I joke.

We also went to number one shoe warehouse because mum needed some black shoes for work. I apparently "embarrassed" her by singing along to Adam Lambert but then she embarrassed me by singing along to Gin Wigmore. I had to keep telling her to put shoes back on the shelf that weren't black because she gets distracted easily. I told her "maybe another time".

sunny sunday

I was making peanut butter and chocolate chips cookies this afternoon and I was listening to my ipod. The song "Bunz" by New Boyz was on and I was dancing along to that and then - the ipod was on shuffle - "Time to say goodbye" by Andrea Bocelli and Sarah Brightman came on. The difference was so comical. I paused for a moment to process that.

Now I'm just chilling at the computer listening to the Gorillaz and checking facebook. It's no lie when people say you can't go online without going on facebook.

Travelling in a fried-out combie

I like music. I downloaded a few songs today, new and old. Like "Land down under" by Men At Work and "Airplanes part II" by B.o.B, Hayley Williams & Eminem. I lovelove the song "Love the way you lie" but unfortunately so does everyone else. I'm also liking Miley's version of "Every rose has it's thorn". I started listening to it thinking it would be shit but I actually like it. She did butcher it a bit when it came to the harmonising though. And she's still a whore :)

I'm going to Megan's tomorrow. I couldn't get out of it. Lol jk I want to go :D

Dirty mind

I was at my cousin's place today and they were assembling their new oven. The funny part was when I overheard them saying things like "put the big peg in the rear hole" and "that's a big rack". I had to stifle giggles because it would have been inappropriate to laugh at something like that in a catholic household. After that event we downloaded some music like Meatloaf and Jack Johnson.

Now I'm at home rekindling my like of blogging. I bet nobody is reading this. Oh well, I enjoy writing it. Now my friends must also start again because it's pretty dumb being the only one who is doing this.

Holidays

I'm so freaking bored. There is seriously nothing to do during the day. All I did today was watch tv, surf the web, tidy my room, wash the dishes and collect firewood. And eat. Now I'm blogging during the ads of Desperate Housewives. I spent quite a while before finding pictures on photobucket to put on my ipod. Mainly hot male celebrities.

I'm going to my cousin's place tomorrow afternoon which I am looking forward to. It annoys me that all the good tv shows are on late at night when there is other things to do. I am a night person when it comes to homework. I should start the maths pages Mr Raj so kindly assigned us for the holidays. And the bio booklet. I bet I will leave it until the last days. That's how I roll.

A guy is sexy when he ...

Has slightly crooked teeth.
Wears a plain white shirt with jeans.
Has broad shoulders.
Wears a warm-looking grey hoodie.
Is driving.
Has two shirt buttons undone.
Is shaving his face. Not legs or anywhere gay like that.
Smells nice and masculine but not too strongly.
Is holding a baby.
Can play the accoustic guitar or piano. Not both. That's overachieving.
Is good at drawing.
Has a deep husky voice.
Has long hair. Like at least 7cm. But not too long.
Doesn't shy away from a camera.
Suits aviator sunglasses.
Can make skinny jeans look manly.

That's my personal list :)

My brain is running dry

I used to have brilliant blog ideas, now I ain't got shit. A person who I confide in has gone away for about two weeks and I need someone to tell stuff to. I will probably regret telling another person. So I won't. Wow I just made a decision as I wrote. I want to talk about boys with someone. Haven't had a good gossip session in a while.

It is the first Sunday of the holidays and I'm already really bored. Two weeks to go. I sort of want to be at school, minus the work. Miss my friends. And it's only been two days lol. We are having a sleepover sometime next week I think.

The last day of term was fun but a bit sad because of all the people leaving school. Got quite a few pictures. Check out my facebook to see em ;)

I ate too much today and now I feel rather sick. And it's dinner time soon. Blargh.