Men and the truth, they just don't seem to go.. hand in hand. They either fail to tell the truth, or can't seem to accept the truth, this is both true- something both reality and tv has taught me. For starters, tv shows.. the guy wants to break up with a girl, typically he won't tell her the truth. On 'How I Met Your Mother' Ted tells the truth, as a result he gets bashed. Recently, a cousin of mine started talking to me, seeking for advice; he doesn't want to go on a date with this girl, doesn't ever want to see/talk to her again, period. Obviously, he made up some lame excuse to not see her, although its not good enough to get him out of never seeing her again. And just tonight, I told this person.. a boy of course, who's hardly a friend of mine considering we met by accident, never had a decent conversation or ever met in person, etc etc.. so you realise how insignificant this person is to me. Anyways, you knwo how you have those people in your MSN list who ALWAYS starts up a convo with you, and everytime you see that flashing orange window you roll your eyes and think 'for fuck sake, I'm REALLY not in the mood for this..' or 'why is God punishing me?' So tonight, I've had enough.. at first I'm a bit hesitant but he pushes me to tell him, saying something along the lines of 'it's okay, I can take it'. I begin with a 'I don't see a friendship developing, so I don't want to waste my time on you, when I can be dealing with more important things'. He says a few things in between, and finally ends on a 'well, I don't like talking to ugly bitches like you, grow up fatso, take care, mwa'. I was just shocked really, everything he said.. was complete utter shock to me. From the whole 'I can take it' to the abusive 'ugly bitch' and 'fatso'. First of all, I know I'm not fat, secondly.. bitch, I don't deny that, but ugly.. I know I'm not ugly, remember I'm not saying I'm hot, but I'm definitely saying I'm not ugly. I've seen ugly.. my brother, Anita and Tash points out ugly.. I, not ugly. Then the whole 'take care', since when do we tell someone to 'take care' after your poor attempt to insult them? Are we being polite now? Is that in now? Did I miss something? And the 'mwa', please, just don't. After saying all that, he blocked me. I can't complain, but I can't help wonder.. is this what people do now? The worst thing about all this is probably.. I don't know if I wanna name my kid 'Jeremy' now. I really like the name though, but I don't like, or respect the person. You'll never name your kid after that fag who use to beat you up for canteen money, or that girl who slept with your boyfriend.. same thing applies.

I should really get rid of that, for one I don't like green anymore and that's too much green, secondly.. look at stuff that's written there, I ddin't write that shit and it's under my name, so if people actually think I think Ling is the best, then I'm embarrassed. If you've never been mentioned in my blog, then I don't like you. I do like the people I hang out with from uni, I probably don't mention them enough, but I like them.

My body wont stop aching, I think its the combination of tennis, jumping castles and forcing my body through tunnels and steps that are clearly not for my size. So.. I played tennis with Louie for the first time today, at first I was shocking, even I was astonished with my poor performance. I couldnt hit, couldnt serve, couldnt hit straight, and managed to hit several balls into the other tennis course. And I have 'lazy feet' as Louie puts it. Towards the last 30 minutes (we only played for one and a half hours), I could hit, I ran for the balls, and I managed to hold the racket with one hand, some amazing improvements. Oh, and I hit two of Louie's balls onto the roof =S Went to Nelly and Stef's school uniform birthday bash at this kids play pen with jumping castles, balls pits, tunnels and slides. At one stage it was sooo fun, Anita, Penny, Chi, Sean, Phil and I were in this tiny ball pit and we were just throwing balls everywhere, it got dangerous but the whole thing was just an absolute ball. Then Anita and I climbed through the tunnels, attempted to go down the slides..which wasnt really successful because our skirts were short and the friction between our ass and the slide.. and yeah. Everytime we went down the super slide, we'd scream until we got to the end, super, super fun. And jumping castles, they make people so giggly, just couldnt stop.. nothing could ever be sad on the jumping castle. It was really dangerous though, Anita and I were jumping and giggling, then we were like 'what if we bash into each other and end up with bleeding noses?' so we stopped for a bit. Then we got on the train, went around in circles and waved at the camera, it was swell. The cake was shaped as a penis, a very delicious mango cake.. so delicious that i had five slices.. in a cup. Overall, FUN FUN FUN night, great fun reliving my childhood all over again.

I go uni next to the racecourse, and today I saw my first horse while on the bus, he was wearing a pancho. Speaking of animals, today in BIOS I don't exactly remember what we were learning, but I do remember our lecturer mentioning that one of the biggest tide wave was 130m. You know how everyone's all running away from the water etc, I thought about the animals in zoos, do they all die in their cages? Does anyone remember this? This played such an important role in one psychology lecture with bobbo, and now we know. You know when you need to find out something, like a name or somethng.. and it bothers you so much until you get it.. yeah, this was one of them.

Just got back from the gym about an hour ago, spent two hours doing those dance classes. The first hour was fightdo which was some hardcore work out- they say it burns roughly 600-800 calories (if you work hard), and the second hour was ritmix which is a variety of different types of dances. Turns out everything was all routine work, so majority of the class knew what move came next, it reminded me of those teen movies where everyones at the prom or something and this really cool song comes on and everybody dances together with super cool stunt.

Finished the last Harry Potter book, had some really sad and boring moments but overall the book had a really happy ending- not enough people died in my opinion.

Not a song from FOB, but it's a song from MCR that I'm in love with atm. very sad and dramatic

Yes, it's been a while. Exams are doing my head in, they're just neverending. My last one's tomorrow, I've been studying for over three weeks and the sad thing is.. i'm not even gonna get the marks i wanted. All my friends finished their exams, or dont have any to begin with (tash). I called mel yesterday for help with maths, and she was out with lily, tash, nhan and michael, and it made me sad because everyone's having fun, and im at home studying and getting nowhere. It's the HSC all over again, except this time, if i got an average of 70's i'd be voer the moon. BABS was do-able but still hard so there was a lot of bs there, chem was impossible and with psyc, since it was 121MCQ there was a lot of guessing there. There was this one question 'John was dumped by his girlfriend of 5 years, got his car stolen and his parents refuse to pay for his uni fees, which one of the following drugs would you NOT give John (if he wanted to ease his pain or something); marijuana, nictoine, alcohol and amphetamines'. And my response . In the end I put alcohol, i thought 'to ease the pain' he might like to hallucinate, and giving him nictoine and amphetamines would give him the 'ecstasy' he needs. Maths is tomorrow, and i cant do 4u maths, or 3u for that matter, and silly me i thought maths was gonna be my best subject, so.. ugg.

Peter and mum went Thailand, so it's just dad and I at home. Everyday we have this problem of what to eat, dad's not much of a cooker and neither am i, so we have fast food everyday, tonight's seafood master. And.. every morning I wake up theres nothing to eat, we ate all our friuts on the first few days, and we dont have left overs. Luckily, dad bought me strawberries, so i had a bit of strawberries, cake and thins chips today. My brother left me some ham before he left but how ironic, we have no bread. I can only made carbonara and spaghetti for dinner, and i made those on the first two nights, its kinda like eating all your popcorn befroe the movie started. But tomorrow, we'll be eating good food- dad's taking me out for steak, and maybe on thursday (bc im exam-free then) ill learn to cook something new for dad =)

First exams (BABS) are in eleven days, and i havent even started studying for BABS yet. btw i knwo what BABS stands for now, biotechnology and biomolecular science aka biology. About 80% of it is HSC biology, but much mroe advance.. which doesn't make it any easier for me. We had a little pop quiz last week, only 10 multiply choice questions, did not know the answer to a single one of them, still managed to copy the kids sitting opposite to me.. but the point is- im fucked for the finals, FUCKED. after BABS comes chem, way too hard for my liking, im just praying for a pass.. screw the credit ill be pleased with a pass. psychology isnt looking too bright either, nor is maths.. stress, stress, stress! If i cant transfer at the end of the year, id be so desvastated. *fingers crossed*