okay tday is one of those days. i can so tell. spam-posts days. i have absolutely nothing to do from now till 1.40 except eat lunch. but everyone else is having class and the thought of going down for lunch alone is vile ): AHAH. i got to the bottom of my recent emoing at least. let's just put it down to pms huh. or maybe i'm over emoing now just cos he's back. we'll see. hha i'm rather amused. my friend told me if i play my michael buble cd one more time, michael buble will probably come to my house and take it from me. that's probably my cue to look and act more cheerful around my friend. or at least i will attempt to. i know this is my senior year and all. i should be studying my ass off, feverishly copying notes and stuff in class. not not really. between fencing, friends, sleeping and having fun. i'm not really getting any studying done at all. well i'll get to that problem later. MUCH later. like in term3 whn everyone else starts panicking too. lovely. now is it just me or has the weather been bitchier thn usual lately? its been raining whn i want sunshine and vice versa. grr. that does it. i sooooo need a day out at the beach. just the surf sand and me. awesome. anyone who's up for that call me aye. so i'll plan. if my life was a movie, i would be getting straight As and doing really well in fencing. i would probably like 10kg lighter and have bigger boobs and nicer legs. and a cute bum. i would have a kick ass wardrobe and probably a hot boyfriend to match. reality strikes. i'm short, fat and frumpy. not to mention boyfriend-less. i have preppy clothes and crappy hair. my legs have scars and bruises all over them. and as if that wasn't enough, i'm not doing fantastic in school. but hey i'm not complaining. things could be worse. i'm just looking at how perfect life could be and wishing that life was a little less bitchy. no no this is not good. i'm going from emo to angsty. CHIN UP NIC. you never know. maybe i'll meet a cute guy on the way home from school who'll take my bookbag for me and walk me to my house. hmm yeah i suppose you've figured it out by now. i'm a 100% romantic and dreamer. and i'm proud of it (:

I WANT A BOYFRIEND WHO
- sweeps me off my feet as though i weigh 10kg
- doesnt bug me and leaves me alone whn i want to be left alone
- is there whenever i need him
- surprises me with chocolate when he knows i had a bad day and needs cheering up
- comes over even in the middle of a night just cos i need a hug
- isn't entirely serious about the relationship but serious enough to tell me he loves me
- lends me his shoulder to sleep on on the bus
- puts his arm arnd me whn he sees other guys staring
- grabs my hand before i have to grab his
- cuddles me because he knows i like it
- gives me eskimo kisses

okay i'm being rather demanding and unrealistic aren't i. well thats sort of the whole point. being unrealistic i mean. i made it up as i went along because seriously, no guy this perfect exists. ohwell. mummy always told me to dream big.


mood: she misses him ): she's just waiting for him to call.

agenda: TRAINING

music: everything, michael buble