Long time, anyone?

Ok. So I haven't blogged in almost a year. You know why? No. You don't.

1. My blogger decided to be a bitch and stop working.
2. I moved house. Didn't have internet.
3. I was lazy.

So. What's been going on in my life? I'll tell you in no chronilogical order. I had a boyfriend for eight months. Who ended up being in love with another girl and cheating on me.I moved house for the final time. I got a new phone. I've been to various shrinks. I"ve given up shit. I've started it all again. I've tried to die. I've wanted to die. I've painted. I've found someone I trully love and who makes me somewhat happy.

Not especially eventful, but who cares?

Anyway. I don't really know what to say. I've been feeling shit, but that's nothing new. I got drunk for the first time. That was fun. I'll do it again.

I broke open my money thing today. I had thirty something dollars and fourty five cents. Somewhat of a score, I do believe. I'll save for something. I don't know what for, but I'll do it anyway.

I don't really know if I have much more to say. I mean, there's not a lot going on and there's not a lot of interest to anyone in this world. I suppose I shall be off...

Toodles, my minions.
Louie.

Vitta.

VITTA IS A FAT SKANK WHO CONSTANTLY CHEATS ON HER PARTNERS AND PREFERS TO GIVE HAND JOBS THEN GET A PASH!!!!



It's all okay, because she's good at it.

Thank god!!

Oh thank god! It's working again.
I couldn't sign into my account for some reason, but now I can os all is well!

So, where was I last time? Oh gosh! It's been that long?

Ashley dumped me. I wasn't too fussed, really. Just kind of annoyed. I got a new boyfriend. His name is Sam. He's very sweet. Kind of like Edan with less fat and more friends.

I cut myself again. I'm addicted to it. It's a wonderful feeling. I'd do it all day if it weren't for the scars.

I got kind of annoyed because Matt suddenly was suddenly Lor's (like you can own him). She said they have a "connection". I was more annoyed because Matt and I stopped talking as much. I thought he was avoiding me, he thought I was avoiding him. Anyway, I don't talk to Lor at all these days (I never really used to talk to her that much, but I just stopped now). I don't know if she chaned or I did, but I just don't like her quite as much anymore.

I was uber duber fantabyhoobytastically depressed before. I kind of got over it I guess. I don't know.

Ashley ignored me because I told him this. He was being quite the fuckwit. I told him the other day that he hurt me by doing so. I mean, I trusted him and he just threw it in my face. Rather rude. With any luck we'll get on good terms again.

I need chocolate. Lots and lots of chocolate. All kinds of sugar!! I'm trying to replace one addictiopn with another. It's not working too well, but I tell Sam it is. I don't want him to worry. He seems to care about me an awful lot.


Goddamn it. I feel awful. I have really bad conjunctivitus. It's really lame. It means I have to wear my glasses. My glasses are broken and hurt my nose. They're also the wrong prescription. It hurts all over.


I neglected my writing to look at all my old posts. I haven't really changed much, have I? You all think I have no life because I never blog about my outings. Usually because I don't like them much.

Hmm... what to do, what to do?

I need him back.

I really need Matt to come back. I'm going insane without him. The time difference was hard enough already, without him being on the other side of the world.

Yeah, my perfect year is getting off to a bad start. Everything is my fault again. I'm a selfish cow again. I can't do anything right again. I don't think they notice how much damage they can do.

Fuck me. I always sound like a whiney bitch. Can't I just be normal for once? Can't I be happy? Can't I fucking live easily? For fuck's sake.

God fucking damnit.

The dog is being put down, at last. Thank god for that. I hate it. The dog, that is.

God fucking damn you, Matt.

At least he's alive. That's good. Very good.

Don't know how things are going with Ashley. He's on holidays until Thursday or something. Hopefully I'll be able to call him tonight. Ken says I must really like him. Apparently I act different around him. Also, my giggle shits Ken to tears.

Hmm... Going to Bendigo with the family on Thusday. If Ashley's back in time I'll ditch them for him. Ken can come too.

Thinking about you
thinking about you.
Think about
just you and me
la da di dee
ain't no place I'd rather be.

I really gotta work on that band. It'd be fun. Provided everyone is willing to do the songs I want to. =D






I found a bunch of stuff from Simon the other day. When I was cleaning my room. It took all my power not to read the hundreds of letters. I threw them all out. It was surprisingly hard. I mean, I'd never read these ones before. I know where they all are. I know I can go out and read them, but I'm forcing myself not to. It's really hard. I never thought it would be. I think it's due to curiosity more than anything else. I don't know. Where's Matt?





I'm going to save the world. I'm going to take everyone's grief, sorrow, despair, sadness, anger, rage, fury, boredom, nothingness and all other horrible feelings. I'll take them all and put them on the people who deserve it. People like mum's parents. People like George Bush. People that hurt others. I'll take all their happiness and enjoyment and share it out between all the good people. I'm going to save the world.

Best year of my life.

As the title suggests, I am going to work on making this the best year of my life. I don't want anything to go wrong; and if it does, I'll be optimistic about it! SICKENINGLY OPTIMISTIC!!

And you know how it starts? With me being fucking spazz! red CORDIAL MUSIC HERE I COME!! I have to make this a fantastic year. Nothing can go wrong. NOTHING!!!

See? The constant caps and exclimation marks mean it's going to be good! I know this because everytime I emphasize something, it turns out right!! Well, kind of.

Anyway, start of the year is about a month away, I think. I'll have heaps of fun. Elly is moving to Kyneton, which will be fucking awesome. With any luck I'll be in her class. I have awesome ellectives. Including Forensic science, comedy and computer graphics. Hopefully I wont have the patronizing Mac user for Coputer Graphics. I hate him so much. I may end up killing him.

La da did da! La da di da! La da di da! La da di da la da di da!!

GOTTA BE HAPPY!!!

HAPPY DAYS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

I got a bass guitar! Did I tell you guys that? Well I did! It's so cool! 'Tis a Legend. Cost less than $100 BRAND NEW!!

I went to a wedding, too. My Auntie's. She married a guy called Louis. He's really funny. He's South African, too. You can imagine what all the old people thought. "Maybe Louis will be Annabelle's black prince." I love my grandpa. He's so out of it.

Who I don't love, is my grandma. Nette. I call her Nette because, apparently, she's too young to be a grandma. "Louie looks very pretty in her party dress!" Oh yes! And you look very pretty in your sequined feces. What's that? It's a pant suit? Oh I'm ever so sorry you wrinkly old cow.

I feel so awesome today.

THANKING TIME!!

Matt gets thanks for being there for me the whole year. Even when I was a whiny little slut (Now I'm a whiny big slut). I love Matt so very much. His cuntish ways only make him more rad. I'll never be able to thank him enough.

Ken gets thanks for being so awesome. If it weren't for him I would surely have died from boredom.

Lor gets thanks for being a cuntish whore. Seriousy, she keeps me entertained! We barely ever talk seriously, but that's ok. It's awesome.

Liam gets thanks for being so rad. Even when he is down. I love him too. I love many people, this is weird... Anyway, Liam is totally wicked.

Vitta gets a thanks for turning into a rug munching whore. No, really. Thanks for listening to me and understanding all the shit that goes on. It means a lot.

And everyone else gets thanks for making me me! Thanks guys!! If it weren't for the constant emotional abuse and the random physical attacks, I would be so ordinary!!















Far out. I don't know what to do now. I'll talk later. Cha? Cha.