honestly, what am I?

okey dokey... i'm assuming everybody has had the whole argument with their mum over their amount of girly-ness. if your vietnamese, thats a definite yes already. well its the usual thing, your mum either annoyingly accuses you of being a total tomboy or tells you off for being such a girly-girl. however my friends, it seems that i have been wrongly accused of being BOTH at the same time. how does that work? don't ask me, honestly... how should i know how the minds of mums work?

there is an obvious distinction between a girly-girl and a tomboy. but for those who are a tad weary and forgetful, i'm being kind enough to give you a recap:

girly-girl: loves to wear make-up either everyday or every chance they get, wears perfume (usually has a 'custom' scent), visits a beauty salon to get hair and nails done, listens to pop music or a particular band/artist that features songs frequently based around love, ADORES LOVES and basically BREATHES the colour PINK etc.

tomboy: likes playing sport and plays just as well or even *gasp* better then guys their age, unafraid of getting clothes dirty for a bit of fun, jokes around a lot, unafraid of creepy crawlies, plays rough, hates make-up, would never be caught dead in a skirt or dress etc.

i can say that i'm a mixture of both. i dont scream if i see creepy crawlies, i actually dont mind getting my jeans dirty but i wear skirts and dresses too. i play sport. who doesnt like dressing up sometimes? every girl wants to get compliments every once in a while. so i'm going to wear this badge proudly even though my mumma doesnt like it. but what can i say? i am me and thats all i'll ever be. hey that rhymes! ahh... such a poet i'm turning out to be :) 

a tribute to michael jackson (August 29, 1958 – June 25, 2009)

today is a sad, sad day for not only the entire music industry but practically the whole world as the 'king of pop' passed away from a cardiac arrest. as i type, millions of other fans are finding a way to pay their final respects and farewells to MJ. there's been a lot of controversy lately about michael jackson thats lead to the media giving him a nickname of 'wacko jacko'. he has been doing it tough for a while, both his reputation and feelings torn by accusations of child abuse and a downfall in fans by his transformation (relying greatly on plastic surgery).

they were denied to be true, they were agreed to be true, some rumours even went through court to be depicted as truth or lies. yet there are some that still lay out there forever to be unconfirmed. what makes the heartbreak about a million times worse for fans out there is that the king of pop's tribute concerts were coming up in july, a mere month away. fans have had their tickets for months, i bet some even excitedly counting down the days until it was finally the day of the concert. 

he was only fifty years old. he had family. he had friends. to all those haters out there, spare some mercy will you? it would be greatly appreciated if you kept any nasty comments or thoughts to yourself. rest in peace, jacko. 

I'm not going to spend
My life being a color
Don't tell me you agree with me
When I saw you kicking dirt in my eye
But, if you're thinkin' about my baby
It don't matter if you're black or white.

- Michael Joseph Jackson

i have goosebumps. but im not allowed to wear a jacket.

i am stuck at home coughing and wheezing. it is the time of the year where the flu bug comes around spreading it's nasty disease to all sorts of people from the 100-year-old granny to the little one eating ice cream. unfortunately it seems to have bitten me :( but i'm getting better, which is good. i still have to wear short clothes even though i'm freezing my arse off just so the fever won't worsen. whatever made fever, i curse you. 

blehhh..... 

p.s. don't you worry your poor little heads, i'm not that sick. just thought it was a cute picture. 

feeling your heart beating, and i'm wondering what your dreaming..

nope... not another love sick teenaged girls picking up random romantic quotes and putting them up to express her 'passion'. its just that these days my blog titles seem to vary more on the music that i'm listening to rather then relate to what topic i'm blabbing on about. btw, that lyric is from 'I don't want to miss a thing' by the band, Aerosmith. 

although that is a love song, love is the furthest thing to what i'm going to talk about... and after the day that i've had, probably the last thing i even want to think about. i'm pretty much talking about the opposite thing: hate. 

definition of hate (i send my thanks to google):

• dislike intensely; feel antipathy or aversion towards; 
• e.g. "I hate Mexican food"; "She detests politicians"
• the emotion of intense dislike; a feeling of dislike so strong that it demands action 

there are many things in life that people hate. whether it's a whole crapload of maths homework or that horrible itchy sweater your granny bought you... we all have our pet peeves. welcome to my list:

- show offs (if your good why d'you need to show off? i'm sure we can see. unless, maybe it hasn't penetrated through your conceited thick skull, maybe you aren't actually that good? *gasp*) 

- stereotypes (just cos i go to sghs doesn't mean i'm a total 100% nerd. just cos i'm asian, doesn't mean i don't belong in australia. and yes, i can speak english) 

- people who make up rumours that don't have the tiniest inkling of truth (i don't have a freakin' lift in my house ok, c*****? so maybe you should stop lying? or maybe even better! shut your trap. plus stealing other people's books and keys for months... not the key to popularity)

- first impression judgers (the first impression could possibly be the worst impression of a person ever... they could be really cool but maybe you just caught them in the wrong time? so instead of calling them fags, losers, gaybos... give 'em a second chance?)

- hypocrites (like taking candy away from a baby and like eating it in front of the poor bub)

gosh. i could go on for ages. but i'd better stop at that... ta till next time :) 

beats so big i'm steppin' on leprechauns

nah it's not the 'kiss me, i'm irish' fetish that i'm having here. the title is only there cos i've got one annoying line of boom boom pow's chorus in my head. all thanks to some bloody irritating person. hmm tiffanie?

where's everybody gone nowadays? everyone's abandoning their blogs! first its a couple of days without a new post then its a week... slowly spreads into a fortnight. and suddenly BAM ! most peeps have not touched their blogs in a month. or two. the only loyal people are, actually make that only loyal person is amy. 

i bet some people only made a blog to join in on the short-lasting fad. ahh sad sad people you are.... don't blog just cos everyone else is, blog cos you wanna? on top of a giant crapload of francais homework, i've got a maths test tomorrow! oh whippee, it's gonna be fun having a long night of studying! not.

au revoir!

dream of californication....

some sort of mad-groupie rant on how good the red hot chili peppers are? nope... just a tribute to them cos i'm listening their music whilst doing maths homework. sounds fun? yeah i bet you wish you were here ;) 

ahhahaha anyone watched any vids on kevjumba's new site called Jumba Fund? they're friggin hilarious!!! just like his good ol' videos. but just using up a few minutes of your life, your actually doing a good thing! no, i'm not talking about extra procrastination on maths h/w (tho that is a bonus, now that i think of it), every view counts toward charity!!!!!

i recommend the vid where he goes and gets his haircut. i now love the word 'monchichi' cos of it :) the rant of the new dragon ball z movie is funny too (:O I KNOW GOKU IS WHITE *GASP*) plus scaring room mates. overall kevjumba is an awesomely funny dude and i'm definitely a fan. 

join the club: 

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=BQ4YPDb-_Io&feature=channel_page

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=-66hOIXgHDo&feature=channel

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=UvyOpFCkoqM&feature=channel

please don't hurt me, mr dentist.

oh, time does fly when your having fun, doesn't it? i havent written in 2 weeks! oh wait a minute, it wasn't fun that i was having... it was crammed studying due to the fact that half-yearlies were on!  if i actually paid attention in class (mostly science), studying wouldve been easy breezy, just a bit of revision here and there.

but no.... i had to sit there doodling, cutting up leaves and putting little bits of paper and water in danni's hair :D what can i say? it's sure fun :) plus i am a procrastinator. you know how you get two weeks of studying? well i spend most of the time mucking around. then i whip my books out the weekend before the exams. not a very good study plan, but hey, as long as its better then a C, i'm not really complaining :D it was an extremely stressful week of exams (i have seen a couple of break-outs here and there, not mentioning any names of course). 

NOW, back to what i was supposed to write about. next week, im gonna be heading to the orthodontist (SCORE! i miss one whole day of school :D) and looking at my options (like braces, plate etc...). 

to all peeps who have braces out there: "does it hurt? and if so, how much?". i've been getting mixed reviews. some say it hurts like hell and that they can't eat for a whole month. others are like "oh dont worry, it doesnt hurt at all! i went back to normal straight after". so right now, i dont know who to believe!!!! btw, its not that long till i become a brace-face too :( i'm gonna get them by the winter holidays. so in july? yes about there :S