Sitting at the bus stop today, I gazed at the little Chicken Shop across the road. A year twelve Sydney Grammar acquaintance was sitting there with 2 other friends. When he was about to leave, he kissed the girl's cheek. Then he went across the road to meet his girlfriend and made out with her.


I don't understand why some people can be able to acquire/give affection out so easily, while others don't get the change until they're in Uni.


And the really, really, REALLY cute guy on the train today <3 O: OMIGOSH LOL okay as you should know, (I hope ... ) I'm not the type who'll go lusting after a guy and stalking them ... ANYWAY! He was talking to a Newington(?)College Year 12 guy (the guy was wearing a black blazer with white lining) but he was wearing casual clothes. I deduce that the guy is in first year Uni. ;D BUT HE WAS/STILL IS SO CUTE! I'll just have to nonchalantly catch the same train and same carriage everyday. ;D BWAHAHAHHAHAA. Yeah, my life is that sad now, nufff saidddddd. WHAT'S WITH THE WEIRD RELATIONSHIPS THESE DAYS. All you have to do is name a person (A) and someone they know (B) AND THERE'S A HIGH POSSIBILITY THAT THEY'D HOOK UP! Take S and KM for example like WHAT THE RANDOM?!?!?! HAHA I'm glad I warded everyone off my blog. : ) I WAS READING Six Sacred Stones by Matthew Reilly yesterday, from 10PM to 2AM and the last line was practically screaming, "HAHAHHAA CLAUDIA, YOU READ THIS 4 HOURS ONLY TO FIND OUT THAT THE RESOLUTION WAS A BIG F****** 'To be continued'" I'M STILL VERY MUCH PISSED OFFFFFFFFF!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! And ZOMG is becoming fun again. ;D AND the guy in Disgrace should really get his mind off his dick. SO ANNOYING, every second page is a big fat boner. I DON'T CARE IF IT'S THE BEST WRITTEN BOOK IN THE WORLD it just reveals too much of the reality and complexity of the male mind. (Har-de-ha-ha) :)
Can we pretend that airplanes in the night sky are like shooting stars?
I could really use a wish right now, wish right now, wish right now.
Funny 'cuz I already count aeroplanes.


I want 97.05 ATAR for Psychology for Sydney Uni. Doesn't mean that I'll actually achieve that high of an ATAR but it's worth the while to try.


I hate what I've become. Everything which comes out of my mouth is shallow and I don't know how to stop it.


AND I NEVER KNEW THAT HE HAD PR0N ON HIS DESKTOPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPP!!!??!?!!
O:


I hate this blog, it's so hard to type and think up stuff to write about so I'll write about my Chemistry test;
SIF PUT STUFF ON POLAR COVALENCY, NON-POLAR COVALENCY AND IONIC COMPOUNDS!!?!?!!


I DUNNO JACK ON POLAR STUFF, actually none of the grade did, except Nayo 'cuz she goes to Matrix but AKJSHDASDDAKLSDASD the WHOLE test was freaked up! The WHOLE test was stupid and had no relevance to what we had been learning about during the course of this term. -____-"


White Tiger is a nice book. :) It's FUNNNYYYYYYYYYYY and I sound like a year seven anime freak but yeah. I just feel weird. As if I haven't talked to ANYONE in months ................................
Okay, that has been the case on MSN. But SHHHH I just don't find joy in talking to people anymore but rather, reading about mystical worlds of Faeries and shiet HAHAA. WHAT HAVE YOU BECOMEEEEEEEEEEEEE??!??


I WONDER WHAT HIS NAME IS!?!? ARGH I'm still lusting after him. Very bad. Shouldn't be lusting over guys 'cuz they're human and I'm objectifying them. ;D


But nowadays, it's been pretty boring. I talk to what, one guy in real life per week? (Excluding church social activities.)


I might sound like a nun now. :S So the next time you see me, you can laugh at me until I go embarrassed (but not red-faced as I have no ability to blush, only go red due to "intoxication"), oh dear.


SHALLOW TALK AGAIN damn, I keep reverting to speaking in the language of the world. :S


I am so shallow.
Every day, it takes me 35 minutes to get ready. THIRTY-FIVE MINUTES! D:
Where am I going, to someone's wedding? Geeeeeeee. And I can't make it to Sim's wedding.


My face is full of pimples and I look ugly(ier) than usual. Uglier. SHALLOW TALK AGAIN! But I know that I don't have a personality good enough to overtake the limitations of my features. And I'm not nice. And my voice is weird and coarse. But I like singing. So it's weird. :S


SO yeah basically, that's my life summed up at the moment. All alone, lusting after some really smiley-faced guy on the freaking train. :)