gay ass motherfucking teachers!

okay, so my damn food tech teacher took 33 marks off me for things that she knew about before i submitted my task:

• the questions in my survey were wrong. i had asked her the questions at least a week in advance.
• the task outline and marking criteria did not mention what parts needed to be in depth and what parts only needed a small amount of information. thus my assessment was the opposite.
• my teacher is a dumb-ass!

i hate school

=[

i've calmed down now

this is an epilogue to my previous post. although the persons this is to probably dont read my blog. they probably dont care enough to.

whatever, anyways i just wanted to say that if any of you people actually gave a shit you would b more like eleanor. eleanor is the kind of person that you can tell anything to and know no one else will know about it unless there is specific instructions to tell said person.

if people out there actually cared about my feelings they would know by now how horrible they are treating my just by my reactions to their treatment.

so yeah. thats it

Fuck "Friendship"

You know what pisses me off?

When I'm asked to organise something, but oh wait something goes wrong. ITS SIMONE'S FAULT.

Time to go home, and there's a full car. But no one wants to go with Simone. You know why? Because the friggin NOVELTY wore off. No fun hanging out with Simone any more. Someone else has their lisence now. Lets use them for a few months.

If you want to use someone, dont use me, because I will slaughter you

there's your little warning children

take heed

Life Goes On!

Life goes on, life goes on, life goes on...

You sucked me in and played my mind
Just like a toy you would crank and wind
Baby, I would give til you wore it out
You left me lying in a pool of doubt
If youre still thinkin youre the daddy mac
You shouldve known better but you didnt and I cant go back

Oooh, life goes on, and its only gonna make me strong
Its a fact, once you get on board say goodbye cuz you cant go back
Oooh, its a fight, and I really wanna get it right
Where Im at, is my life before me, got this feeling that I cant go back

Life goes on, life goes on, life goes on...

Wish I knew then what I know now
You held all the cards and sold me out
Baby, shame on you if you fooled me once,
Shame on me if you fooled me twice
Youve been a pretty hard case to crack
I shouldve known better but I didnt and I cant go back

Oooh, life goes on, and its only gonna make me strong
Its a fact, once you get on board say goodbye cuz you cant go back
Oooh, its a fight, and I really wanna get it right
Where Im at, is my life before me, got this feeling that I cant go back

Na na na na na life goes on, na na na na na made me strong
Got a feeling and I cant go back
Life goes on (and its only gonna make me strong)
Life goes on and on and on
Shame on you if you fooled me once,
Shame on me if you fooled me twice
Youve been a pretty hard case to crack
I shouldve known better but I didnt and I cant go back

Oooh, life goes on, and its only gonna make me strong
Its a fact, once you get on board say goodbye cuz you cant go back
Oooh, its a fight, and I really wanna get it right
Where Im at, is my life before me, got this feeling that I cant go back

Na na na na na life goes on, na na na na na made me strong
Whoa, yeah
Got a feeling and I cant go back...

Body Image

I am not the "sexiest" of girls... in fact sometimes I look in the mirror and feel the need to throw up because I have a big fat pimple on my chin or my nose or between my eyebrows and its the size of frigging CHINA, except it's not, and I don't realise how INVISIBLE it is until I try to find it after it's gone.

Well I realise now, my mother is wrong sometimes. Like how 'there's too much sugary foods in my diet and that's why I'm getting pimples'. I can eat as healthy as anything and have the same occasional break-out as if I'm eating chocolate and musk sticks for every meal (except the difference is the size of my thighs).

The most important thing about your skin is looking after is. Using the right cleanser and moisturiser to suit your skin type (and any allergies you have), and having the routine of twice a day followed! I learned this the hard way, dealing with feral skin since my first pimple in year 8 or 9 until the week before my year 12 retreat this year. I have skin care down to a fine art.

Now to the BODY.
Cleo and Cosmo (no matter how much of a bad label they are given by the rest of the media) have some very important stories to tell.

Cosmo - Oct08. pg 233. Body Love section. How I love the body love.

Most guys prefer the size 10-12 (proven by their little statistics on the celebrities with said body type - 79% of guys like sizes 10-12 =P)

A guy can tell if you are naturally a size 14 and have starved and dieted your way down to a 6.

A guy can also tell if you are naturally a size 6 and ate 12 tonnes of chocolate to get yourself into a size 14 (just so you can have some boobs).

Boobs. Ah everyone (well most people) love boobs. And each person has their preferred size. Some like massive Pammy Anderson Melons, some like 'em invisible like Keira Knightley. Some like them normal size, like mine. Yes, I have normal sized boobs. Sometimes they look large, sometimes they look small, but I like them the size they are. And all girls should be able to live with what their god has given them.

And don't complain about needing to go on a diet, or feeling fat, or bitching about your current diet to the guys, they hate it. 74% of the applicable male citizens of the world would rather date a not-so-skinny girl than one who was bitching about their size.

I should really take what I read to heart sometimes, I know at netball on Monday night I whinged and bitched, and the Monday before I did the same thing.

Which brings me onto topic #2.

Guys (well they were part of topic #1 so I guess this could be classed as still part of #1 but oh well this was a major waste of your time reading this brackett hahaha)

What I HATE (well dislike immensly) more than anything in the world is MIXED SIGNALS(any agreement would be appreciated in a comment). I like having attention paid to me, but I don't like when it suddenly ceases. I don't know exactly who reads this so I'm not going to use an example from my real life in case said person recognises themself, but I know sometimes a guy will like be really friendly, and hang out, and listen to your problems, and invite you around when you're feeling crappy, then suddenly switch off the sweet guy attitude... until a week or two later when they feel like being Mr Perfect again.

I'd love to hear any examples from your lives and I can compare them to mine!

But that is all for tonight,

Love you all

Simmy xx

Food Technology Assessment... or not

Okay so I'm supposed to be doing my assessment... but I'm not. But who can blame me? It's about the properties of food... aka what flour and butter do in a scone when you cook it. Seriously boring. But easy. I'm not doing anyway.

The most important reason to do food technology is to acknowledge and appreciate one's immense cooking skills. No one actually cares about why you shouldn't eat pasta for 2 meals a day every day. Oh no, its almost entirely startch and will stretch your waist to a size 4000. How tragic.

School is one of the most stupid things ever, especially the HSC aspect of it. Apparently a test at the end of the year will tell me if I'm smart enough to go to university to do the course I want to (and if you don't know that it's a Bachelor of Surveying than you don't know me very well) and dictate the rest of my life. I hate to bring myself down to the level of LO but its GAY!

"How can I make scone's more visually appealing?"

"What condiments do you prefer with your scones?"

Its bullshit. Now Eleanor has the right idea: Chocolate Pizza. *drools*

No Simmy! Stop drooling! Teachers will figure out what you're doing!

Okay okay... Yes school is the most boring and draining part of my day.

But if there was no school there would be no SCHOOLIES =] YAY YAY YAY YAY YAY and so on. Yes, very excited about schoolies. 12 people, holed up in 2 3 bedroom apartments getting mostly utterly trashed and falling over the balcony into the pool. How terribly exciting!

We did promise to behave ourselves otherwise we get kicked out... but half the fun in spewing over half the apartment and forgetting where we are and sleeping on the beach waking up with a hangover. Oh and the paintball and jetskiing.

If anyone has any ideas about some stuff we can do while on Schoolies let me know, because so far there are only the three mentioned above.

Love Simmy xx

I Feel GREAT

Retreat was exactly what I needed to release all the built-up stress of the ast 12 months.

I think it was the best four days of my life so far! I discovered some awesome friendships that I didn't even know I had. Like, it is amazing how just genuinely caring for a sick friend can instantly make them feel better about themselves, and even strengthen the friendship.

One of my friends was very sick and on the last morning I was standing with her in the line to get pancakes for brekfast and she just out of the blue hugged me. This isn't a person whom I talk to endless amounts every day, but she is one of my closer friends, and she just really surprised me.

I love life.

I feel so fantastic about everything that I don't even know where to begin.

We had 'small group sessions' where we were split into groups of 8 or 9 with one of the teachers and did some soul searching type stuff. One session we had to genuinely, from-the-heart compliment each person in the group. My BEST friend was in my group, and when it was her turn to compliment me, I just looked at her and started crying my eyes out. Shows exactly how deep our relationship is - no need for words to describe how much we love each other.

And I have discovered three human teddy bears - Foxy, Pitty and Harley. I love them to bits.

That's all for tonight, and probably won't get a chance to write until Wednesday at the soonest.

Love, Simmy x

you can take my breath away

Would you dance if I asked you to dance?
Would you run and never look back
Would you cry if you saw me crying
Would you save my soul tonight?

Would you tremble if I touched your lips?
Would you laugh oh please tell me these
Now would you die for the one you love?
Hold me in your arms tonight?

(Chorus)
I can be you hero baby
I can kiss away the pain
I will stand by you forever
You can take my breath away

Would you swear that you'll always be mine?
Would you lie would you run away

Am I in to deep?
Have I lost my mind?
I don't care you're here tonight

Chorus

I just want to hold you (2x)

Am I in too deep?
Have I lost my mind?
Well I don't care you're here tonight

Chorus (2x)

You can take my breath my breath away
I can be your hero

xo