At first it was like.............................................................................
Some of them stared at us like this: >_> and I was thinking in my head, YO WHAT'S YO PROBLEM MAN?? WHY SO SERIOUS?? YOU COULD AT LEAST SMILE, YOU KNOW - INSTEAD OF JUDGING US WITH YOUR IMPASSIVE EXPRESSIONS.
But then we all came on and we stomped and clapped and acted all agro-like and someone landed on my foot but it was okay because they finally smiled AND IT WAS BLOODY AWESOME AND I AM SO PROUD. LOLS.
And now you're probably wondering what the fuck I'm talking about. That's okay, half the time I don't even know what I'm talking about.
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On to a change of topic: just the other day, my dad said to me and my sister,
"Your mum... she's very beautiful... but not very smart. That's why I married her - because if she was beautiful AND smart, everyone else would want her."
And he said that right in front of her too. Haha. Smooth Dad, smooth...
Your typical teenage post about typical teenage problems. Don't be expecting anything mature and intellectual (as if I ever write intellectual posts anyway).
I want:
To curl up in bed and just sleep past 7:20 every day. I want to stay cooped up at home reading trashy historical romances for 3 hours straight (have just graduated from paranormal romances. My reading preferences reflect the circumstances of my life - they're insubstantial and all over the place). I want The Great Gatsby to self immolate and poof up out of my life. I wish Daisy Buchanan would get run over by a car. I want to watch The Voice tonight. But I can't... cause there's these thing called the HSC which I am a little bit worried about. I want to replace all my english homework with maths homework. I want to stop feeling so unmotivated. I want the weather to warm up. I want to stop freezing my ass off in maths class. I want to stop blogging now because it's cutting into my "study" time.
I love this group so very very much. Look at them! They're having such a blast, swishing their beautiful dresses around and singing amidst the backdrop of an Irish castle. And they're singing LIVE too! Aren't they awesome? WELL AREN'T THEY??
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It's okay. At least Tian agrees with me.
I forgot how funny "About a Boy" is. I laughed so many times last night, watching it on TV. I loved the part where the kid chucked the bread at the duck and acidentally killed it. I loved the part where he gets stuck in a room with that lady's creepy son who then starts having a meltdown. I loved the part where Hugh Grant goes to the SPAT meeting and tries to pick up single mums. And I loved the part where Hugh Grant goes on stage to sing "Killing Me Softly" with the boy. He was literally "killing the audience with his song". LOL.
Man, I so want to live in London. Why couldn't my parents have fled to England instead?? WHY??
No seriously, look at them. LOOK AT THEM DAMMIT. Benji and Joel Madden said that they called them the Twilight pair behind their backs. I can see why.
The voice is so entertaining guys. It's not half as sucky as I thought an Australian adaptation would've been.
And Keith Urban is like, the man. I finally see why Nicole Kidman married him. He's such a nice person! You never would've thought, judging from his rough-cut appearance and the whole drugs thing.
Hey look, it's Troy and Gabriella! Okay, I'll stop now. But you should watch this one too. It was my favourite one of that episode.
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