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There's nothing really interesting to write here...anyway, I'm a 13 year-old girl called Lia/ Pia/ Pjeea/ pj33a/ pialatties/ Daisy/ lamprey/ Cletus Tout/ chirugaii/ grungy_hamster/ Zanmato Pibil/ pirugaii/ bokusatsu-tenshi, etc...

(2005-02-05)

Carrots help your eyes as much as they cause you to go blind.

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lol.

yesterday it was so bloody cold...in the morning, at least. So i told ms. Campbell (that's five teachers I know with the last name of campbell) that i hadn't brought my bathers. yay.

so when we got there, rachel, ilya and i had to write 300 words on 'how to not forget our bathers'. mine was really crazy...and off-topic, may i add. rachel rambled on about how writing 300 words was a waste of time, and somehow managed to end up talking about ms. tarr. then we went over to Ilya, and rachel started giving him all these…ahem…‘ideas’, like “I WILL WRITE ON MY WALLS, IGNORING THE SCREAMS OF MY MOTHER! I WILL LIVE IN A MONASTERY ON THE OUTSKIRTS OF GEORGIA! I WILL SEW MY BATHERS TO MY SKIN!” And so on, and so forth.

Then, when we were walking back, I shook hands with that freaky statue guy. I thought to myself, ‘my god, he looks like a paedophile!’ unfortunately, I said it out loud and ms. Hafey was right next to me. She was all, ‘oh don’t say something like that about someone who helped the community!’ I was shocked and said, ‘but…I didn’t mean…I was only kidding!’ and she scowled at me and said, ‘well it’s not funny!’

Lol…kath and kim quote…‘well, it’s not funny to me, Sharon. I’m not laughing and I have a good sense of yumour!’ (‘yumour’ is deliberately spelt that way).

Anyway…then, when we were waiting for the tram, Charles was being all freaky (as usual) and was offering Misev and rachel a piece of his potato cake. When he came to me, I freaked out and whacked his hand away with miki’s pencilcase and the potato cake fell to the ground. I felt a bit guilty afterwards, but I mean, it was really freaky, having Charles hold a half-eaten potato cake half a millimetre away from my face. Anyway, so ms. Hafey told me off again. I think she hates me now.

Later on in the day, we had science. Now, most of you know this, but I’ll just say it once more: in our first science lesson, when Ms. Sturma was calling the roll, it came to Misev’s name. He was not in class at the time, so Ilya called out that he ‘Aleksander’ liked being called Misev. I chuckled, rolled my eyes and said to ms. Sturma, “He actually likes being called Misha. Ilya’s just trying to prank him.” And she bought it! Anyway, sixth session Friday, when misha was mucking around and being the idiot he is, Ms. Sturma called out, “Misha! stop mucking around and copy the table down into your exercise book!” (or something like that). I just couldn’t control my laughter. It was so hilarious.

Ahh god. I had Taekwondo today. Warren (an instructor) is so bloody annoying…here’s how it is: whenever we have to partner up, these two indian/whatever sisters (Maliha and Javariah siddiqui) always go together, and there are four little kids that rotate amongst themselves, which leaves ME to either go with some grotty, fat little boy (there are lots of them) or on my own. Anyway, when I was with this weird little kid, I was watching Warren and Zoran (so many funny names these days) demonstrate what we had to do. Then Warren shouts into his microphone (as they all have one near their mouths), “Lia, you’re meant to be DOING it!”. God. And he keeps on picking me up on the stupidest things. Asshole…the worst thing is, he was a competitor in the 2000 Olympics, a coach in the 2004 Olympics, and used to do demos with Lauren Burns, and so Martin Hall (the wanker that owns Halls’ Taekwondo) made him a head instructor, which means he’s in practically every lesson.

For lunch, mum fried up some home-made chips, which was weird ‘cos she usually makes all this healthy, fancy food or whatever. You know what else se fried? Liver. ew ew Ew and she made me try a piece too…GROSS! >.<

Anyway, I’ll stop here, seeing as Rachel is getting really pissed off with me…but first, a quiz:

You are Vash the Stampede!  You lucky devil you!!!!
You are Vash the Stampede! Doesn't that make you
all giddy?? You're very fun and goofy and
sometimes just plain nuts. You laugh and
cackle at things, but you're really different
inside. You've had a bit of a rough past,
perhaps. You're hurting like crazy on the
inside, and grinning to hide it. And you can't
help but dream of something or someone that
influenced you and your life, and can't help
but be a little emotional over the things you
love. You're quite gentle, despite what others
may think from your outward crazy disposition,
and you don't like pain and seeing others hurt.
Especially your friends and the people you care
about, so you will do anything to protect them.
Even if it costs you your own happiness. So
cheer on up, Vash, and grab yourself a donut!
You know you want to!! ^.~


What Trigun Character Are You?
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Y’know, that’s actually what I’m like. How interesting. Don’t you love it when you and your favourite character from Trigun have something in common?

(date: 2005-02-05 time: 4:20 p.m.)

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