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Monday, July 9, 2012

My Zodiac Sign

My zodiac sign is Libra. The scales. I have never really been fazed by horoscopes and all, but why not?!



Apparently, Librans are romantic, charming, sociable and easy going, however are also indecisive and easily influenced. We are perfectionists, we can be bossy, we plan ahead. We like beauty, debates and attention; intellectual conversations and mingling. We don't like mess, dirt, criticism, confusion or noise. We are extroverted, graceful, artistic and caring; and our goal in life is to find true love.

I think to some extent that's me. I'm creative, I like intelligent conversation, and I'm a perfectionist, especially when it comes to school. I like straight A's, and anything less than a B+ is hugely disappointing. Put simply, I don't like being just run-of-the-mill. I basically want a flawless report card- although I utterly loathe and detest sports carnivals, the school decided that they would print non-attendances on report cards. Despite desperately wanting cross country day off so I could hide under my bed and pretend that no such laborious day existed, I went, not wanting it to haunt me for the rest of my life. 

I write stories and all, so that's pretty creative, I would assume- creating something from nothing in my mind, and stupid people irritate me. I like to talk about things analytically- I like to explain things, and I like to understand. If someone just cannot or will not understand me, talking with them is annoying. I guess it's part of my perfectionist trait. 

I do like to plan ahead- I have the rest of high school figured out. What subjects I'm going to study, where I'm working, what I'm going to do with my spare time. Well, a rough plan of that. I'll keep blogging, keep writing, keep playing music. Not that that was so hard to figure out, but I know that much. 

I can be indecisive- trying to buy storage space for my room was a chore. I didn't know what to buy, and I spent ages milling around the store, looking at everything but that...procrastination. I like things to go my way- my perfectionist nature shining through- meaning I can be kind of bossy at times. Also, I am very much a hopeless romantic- I have dreamed of finding true love for as long as I can remember- I've always loved fairytales with a happy ending where the prince and princess marry and live happily ever after. Even though now that I've had some kind of experience and I know that's not how all love stories pan out, I know that happy endings do exist in some way or another. Perhaps I've even found one...

However, not all these Libra traits are like me. For example, I'm a very messy person generally- I just have a lot of stuff and no place for it. I don't like being the centre of attention all the time- actually, I don't like it at all. I've given up all hope of fitting in, seeing as I'm loud and crazy, but I don't like being up the front of a class and presenting something. I don't like playing piano for people as a general rule- I compare myself to other people a lot, because I'm never as perfect as I wish to be. 

I'm not exactly the most social of people- usually, I tend to be extremely awkward meeting new people. There are times when it's required of me and I can do it, but I get very nervy working up to it. Even first days back at school after the holidays give me the jitters. Similarly, I'm not really a fan of mingling with a lot of people- I really only need a few friends around me, but even then, I tend to focus on one friend at a time. I don't mind criticism, as long as it's constructive, and I am in no way graceful. I don't move with any kind of grace at all- ask anyone who knows me, it's no secret!

Anyway, I'm going to go and read. 

Sayonara, fellow ninjas!! xoxo

Sunday, July 8, 2012

What I Wore Today

Because this is the most entertaining piece of writing in the world... my apologies. This challenge is actually not as interesting and entertaining as I'd originally thought...

Okay, so today I wore an outfit I actually really like. I had a plain, hot pink tank top from Cocolatte with a crochet top from JoJo Designs and a pair of blue denim jeans from Target. When I went out, I wore a black blazer from Jay Jays over the top. Man I love that thing. Hats and jackets are typical of me. I currently have two blazers and a pretty blue frill jacket that I adore. And of course, my favourite boots.

Jewellery-wise, I have a bow tie necklace from Dotti, a pair of white flower earrings from Colette and my staples- my watch, my signet ring and my Pandora. Today while I was out, a cute little Down syndrome girl came over to me and said hello and that she liked my necklace- really sweet!

Wow, how exciting this post actually was. Once again, I am extremely sorry for the extreme boredom this post would've likely caused. For anyone who cares, or for someone who actually wants to dress like me- I strongly advise against it. Either way, it looked like this:



Sayonara, fellow ninjas!! xoxo

Saturday, July 7, 2012

My Opinion On My Body

I don't think I'm wildly different to every other teenage girl living on Earth. I have my doubts and insecurities. There are days when I just want to roll over and go back to sleep because, in my humble opinion, I look just that bad, and days where I feel like I have to wear a few layers of make up in order for someone else to find me pretty. There are body parts I wish would be smaller and others I wish didn't exist at all. Some days my hair has a mind of its own and other times my eyeliner is just not quite right. 

It's very easy for that to eat away at every little thing. It would be easy to just go back to bed and pretend I never woke up looking like this:


But I know there are things that aren't so bad. I know that my teeth are straight (one and a half years with two plates and then two years of braces was worth it in the end!), glasses don't make someone ugly and not being a stick figure isn't so bad. In the end, I don't mind the way I look that much. I'm not usually so ugly, even though sometimes I feel it.

Honestly, I don't see the point in counting calories or starving yourself. Starving is not healthy. Neither is shoving copious amounts of saturated fat down your throat, obviously, but if you exercise, you can fix that. As long as you're healthy, it ultimately doesn't matter whether you're a size 8 or size 12. No one is going to sneak up behind you and cut the labels off your clothes just to see what size you are. And if they do, that's creepy and you should say something to make them go away.

As I said before, nerd glasses are in, therefore needing glasses isn't really that bad. I was once told that I looked good without them, to which I replied honestly that I just like to be able to see. I mean, why would you actually condemn yourself to stumbling around with flailing arms and crashing into things when there's a quick fix. All it takes is to put on a pair of glasses. Or contacts, if you're that way inclined.

Anyhow, this is me, in all my nerdy glory...


Sayonara, fellow ninjas!! xoxo

Thursday, July 5, 2012

My Family

My family is pretty average. Mum, Dad, me and two sisters; cat and dog. Mum and dad work; my sisters are both younger than me. I'm the eldest of the three. We live on the east coast, and my extended family all live south in the mountains.

What else is there to say really?

We're all insane. There. A basic trait of our family appears to be that we are all sarcastic and have the same sense of humour. Also, none of us have any qualms about making some witty comeback when someone else does something stupid. Not in a mean way, but let's put it this way: if you can't laugh at yourself, you will never survive in my family. 

For example, the exchange. My family is all Australian, born and bred. Then, we meet our kiwi import. Her accent was very noticeable compared with ours and, in the spirit of the good natured rivalry between Australia and New Zealand, we gave her stick for it. It involved mum buying a box of Smarties and everytime she would say something with an Australian accent, mum would feed her one. Much like dog training, I suppose. If that made no sense, consider "fush and chups" (Kiwi) and "fish and chips" (Aussie). If she would say "fish and chips" like an Aussie (or just 'properly', as dad put it), she earned one Smartie. This carried on for the entire three months. 

I, however, picked up their accent slightly while I was there and came home sounding like some bizarre half breed. I didn't earn any Smarties from my parents, but I did get plenty of imitations of my strange sounding voice!

It's not just in our family though. We also make fun of the TV while we have dinner. Many people that have been on the news over the years have been subject of discussion, as are plenty of acts on Australia's Got Talent. Or, in general, this new TV show, "Being Lara Bingle" which we find utterly ridiculous and a waste of time. I mean, really, who would waste their time watching that?! No offence if that person is you, but it's just not my thing at all. Then again, neither is TV anyway.

Although it may not actually sound like it given that description, my family are actually really nice people and our jokes are just light hearted fun. Mum and my sister are really good cooks- there's always something baked and waiting to be eaten; my youngest sister is one of the funniest people around and is a born entertainer. Dad is a walking musical encyclopedia. 

Anyhow, that's about it because I just really want a Milo.

Sayonara, fellow ninjas!! xoxo

Wednesday, June 27, 2012

How Important I Think Education Is (A Nerd's Perspective)

If you ask me this question, I am likely to respond with the word "very". I know school isn't everyone's cup of tea, so to speak, and some people just do better working than they ever would at school. Which is fine; when you're working, you're still learning. You're learning a specific set of skills that apply to what you're doing as opposed to the general academic stuff that you may not use, depending on what you actually want to do with your life.

Being the nerd that I am and taking on an extra workload through the university and another school, it's pretty obvious that I like school. For the most part. I think that a lot of what you learn at school is important- you may not use quadratic equations or the PEEL structure in your every day life, but when you get to senior, education becomes really important- while the way of teaching something is not necessarily relevant for the rest of your life, I think there is a skill that they are actually teaching you.

That made no sense, so I will clarify.

I, for one, am sick of learning the PEEL structure. If you don't know that yet, it's the formula for writing the body paragraphs of an essay: Point, Evidence, Explain, Link. Maybe your school has a different acronym, or maybe that just got you an A. Who knows. Anyhow, that's been pretty much done to death over the past few weeks for me. In English and Legal Studies it's been drummed into us, and I know I'm not the only one who's sick of it. I also know that there are a whole bunch of people who sit there doing their homework like this:


I think that while PEEL itself is not relevant in any way, shape or form beyond school, however with it is a skill that is. Communication. You need communication skills all the time- how else are you supposed to write a resume?!

The same goes for other subjects. Maths teaches you problem solving. Even though understanding linear functions won't necessarily affect the rest of your life depending on what you actually choose to do, it's problem solving skills. Ever had a look at the worded questions- the big, scary ones- in your text book? Something about comparing this salary to this one and seeing which pays better? Or which admission price is cheaper? That kind of thing is handy.

Anyway, I've had enough of talking about school and education as my brain is now on holidays. And so, I am about to go and eat something and watch some kind of movie.

Sayonara, fellow ninjas!! xoxo

Sunday, June 24, 2012

What I Ate Today

This is going to be very very insanely boring; feel free to disregard it all as waffle.

For breakfast, I had scrambled eggs and a cup of tea. My favourite.

On my lunch break, I had hot chips from KFC and a bottle of Sunkist. Yum.

For dinner I ate corn chowder, I think. Afterwards, I had a piece of cookies n cream cheesecake. It was left over from my sister's birthday; it was her birthday cake.

Yes, that was boring, but that is literally all I have to say. I really do not care about food at all.

The end.

Sayonara, fellow ninjas!! xoxo