Ok, I'm going to vent about a lame as present I got.
Its a blue wog lady necklace and earrings. Usually I would not say anything and simply regift BUT the person who gave me the prez invited themselves to my party.
I mean please people if your going to invite yourself to a party at least get the best present ever so the birthday girl forgets you invited yourself. OR you should invite yourself because you have an awesome present.
I guess prezzies were a success as I only got two photoframes. haha. One was from Ben, just to annoy me. And one was from a person who was once my friend but we've drifted apart. To be fair I got her a photoframe. But jewelery as well...
anyway....
I bought leopard print pj shorts today (i love cotton on body)
i must be off :)
much love
10:4
Tuesday, December 8, 2009
Sunday, December 6, 2009
wow
So my party was pretty cool. Speeches were quite nice, though I didnt cry as I thought I would. heartless woman that I am. So I got some pretty cool prezzies. Yay!
I think I probs should address the previous post. Thanks elle and mel for looking out for me. Fortunately everything worked out, its fine, just a slip up. But as rafiki famously said...
I think I probs should address the previous post. Thanks elle and mel for looking out for me. Fortunately everything worked out, its fine, just a slip up. But as rafiki famously said...
yes, the past can hurt. But you can either run from it, or learn from it.
...for me I'm going to learn. And so are they.
This is going to be heaps short as I have gone to bed at 4am two nights in a row and have woken up at 8am each of the mornings. I seriously dont know how Abi does it. :) love you abz
much love
10:4
Thursday, December 3, 2009
its when you start trusting people they crap all over you
When your best friend does something stupid. That hurts you. Is it wrong not to reject them? dw its not anyone who reads this blog, they dont even exist in cyberland actually.
Is it possible to forgive but still hurt?
Is forgiveness sudden, or is it a process?
and...
Is it classified as cheating if you never were officially going out in the first place?
10:4
Is it possible to forgive but still hurt?
Is forgiveness sudden, or is it a process?
and...
Is it classified as cheating if you never were officially going out in the first place?
10:4
Wednesday, December 2, 2009
I'm over my midnight sookie la la but I'm still bored
Only 2 days until my party! I'm so excited. (incase you couldnt tell from like the hundred other posts of me talking about my party) I have a bunch of photos I'm putting up...recent and baby. I have this weird period where I have little to no photos, Its the year 9 stage. I have almost no photos of it. Which is quite interesting actually.
I'm bored so I repainted my nails. Listened to Christmas carols and ate breakfast. I wrapped Christmas presents and rsvp-ed to a party. All that only took me 2 hours. So now I'm posting as no one is replying to my msgs. Such is life.
Well I dont have anything of importance to say so I'm going. Dont want to say something stupid. (as if I'm capeable of saying something stupid ;) )
much love
10:4
I'm bored so I repainted my nails. Listened to Christmas carols and ate breakfast. I wrapped Christmas presents and rsvp-ed to a party. All that only took me 2 hours. So now I'm posting as no one is replying to my msgs. Such is life.
Well I dont have anything of importance to say so I'm going. Dont want to say something stupid. (as if I'm capeable of saying something stupid ;) )
much love
10:4
Tuesday, December 1, 2009
It would be easier being emo
Because I'm in a sookie mood, due to boredom, missing a certain person too much and just simply being depressed I'm going to have a big sookie lala. deal with it. I dont care if you dont read it, as it most probably be worthless to you, but I need a vent.
Other than doing absolutely nothing today I found out that not only did I have the oppotunity to see him next week but that opportunity has been taken away from me. My parents see but do not understand and/or acknowledge. Believing I am a delusional teenager (which I mostly am) I am being weaned off what I want. Meaning today I acted like a total brat. Just because I felt like it and I wanted to.
Also, I realised today after 14 years that not having a tv absolutely SUCKS! I know took me a while but, its in these tough times that you just want to vegitate and pretend the rest of the world doesnt exist. TV is like dope, or alcohol in that aspect. It has a dulling effect, which is perfectly good when needed. I would call a friend and say can I come over, but really I would go over, convince her to watch movies she doesnt want to watch and vegitate for 6 hours. Say goodbye. Thanks for having me over. Not only is that totally selfish, but I would also be losing my friend y using her. Which wouldnt be a good thing as friends is what I need right now. I think friends have the same numbing effect tv has.
You see the simple solution would be to go buy a dvd, or just go to the movies the problem with that is a) I have no money and b) i look like a loser when I walk into the movie theatres alone. And walking into a movie alone makes me feel even more, well, lonely....funny that. The thing is feeling loney is often that a feeling. Emotions, which as a woman I have always based my life decisions on. I guess growing up you must learn that not everything can be based on feelings. Like I can feel lonely but live in a house with 5 people (and a dog), have over 50 contacts in my phone and know any of my school friends who I have not seen would be happy to take my call. The only thing that is stopping me from that call is the feeling that if I sook to them, then there going to be like 'and once again she just called me to have a sook' and I feel like a loser.
When does someone cross the line from confiding to a friend to being just plain annoying and a complainer? Thats the last thing I would ever want. To be known as the one who complains. Maybe its my insecurity, maybe its pride, but its how I feel. (once again feelings come before rational thought)
So its almost the middle of the night and I'm already regretting having an hour nanna nap this afternoon. That means laying awake, listening to my 'sookie lala' songlist on my iPod, knowing my phone is only in the other room and at any time I could get up, message him and he'd call. But I'm too scared to. Its when your in a limbo. I hate limbos. Both the feeling and the game. Both are pointless.
Well my party is in 3 days time. And dad reckons its going to rain. Its going to be heaps fun. 70 people packed into our double garage. It'll be fun at least, a birthday to remember. The days are going too slow. I'm so glad I'm working thursday. its only 11-2, like the shortest shift in the world. But at least it'll make my day go faster. Wont it??
I'm sure your sick of my voice inside your head. Must be off to sit in a limbo in my room (see previous paragraph)
much love
10:4
ps for those who got this far I congratulate you on actually getting through this gibberish. Go watch a movie and vegitate your brain for a while. Maybe you can forget all that was said. ;)
Other than doing absolutely nothing today I found out that not only did I have the oppotunity to see him next week but that opportunity has been taken away from me. My parents see but do not understand and/or acknowledge. Believing I am a delusional teenager (which I mostly am) I am being weaned off what I want. Meaning today I acted like a total brat. Just because I felt like it and I wanted to.
Also, I realised today after 14 years that not having a tv absolutely SUCKS! I know took me a while but, its in these tough times that you just want to vegitate and pretend the rest of the world doesnt exist. TV is like dope, or alcohol in that aspect. It has a dulling effect, which is perfectly good when needed. I would call a friend and say can I come over, but really I would go over, convince her to watch movies she doesnt want to watch and vegitate for 6 hours. Say goodbye. Thanks for having me over. Not only is that totally selfish, but I would also be losing my friend y using her. Which wouldnt be a good thing as friends is what I need right now. I think friends have the same numbing effect tv has.
You see the simple solution would be to go buy a dvd, or just go to the movies the problem with that is a) I have no money and b) i look like a loser when I walk into the movie theatres alone. And walking into a movie alone makes me feel even more, well, lonely....funny that. The thing is feeling loney is often that a feeling. Emotions, which as a woman I have always based my life decisions on. I guess growing up you must learn that not everything can be based on feelings. Like I can feel lonely but live in a house with 5 people (and a dog), have over 50 contacts in my phone and know any of my school friends who I have not seen would be happy to take my call. The only thing that is stopping me from that call is the feeling that if I sook to them, then there going to be like 'and once again she just called me to have a sook' and I feel like a loser.
When does someone cross the line from confiding to a friend to being just plain annoying and a complainer? Thats the last thing I would ever want. To be known as the one who complains. Maybe its my insecurity, maybe its pride, but its how I feel. (once again feelings come before rational thought)
So its almost the middle of the night and I'm already regretting having an hour nanna nap this afternoon. That means laying awake, listening to my 'sookie lala' songlist on my iPod, knowing my phone is only in the other room and at any time I could get up, message him and he'd call. But I'm too scared to. Its when your in a limbo. I hate limbos. Both the feeling and the game. Both are pointless.
Well my party is in 3 days time. And dad reckons its going to rain. Its going to be heaps fun. 70 people packed into our double garage. It'll be fun at least, a birthday to remember. The days are going too slow. I'm so glad I'm working thursday. its only 11-2, like the shortest shift in the world. But at least it'll make my day go faster. Wont it??
I'm sure your sick of my voice inside your head. Must be off to sit in a limbo in my room (see previous paragraph)
much love
10:4
ps for those who got this far I congratulate you on actually getting through this gibberish. Go watch a movie and vegitate your brain for a while. Maybe you can forget all that was said. ;)
December!
Yipee! December is here! That mans Christmas AND my birthday. December is hands down the best month of the year!! I love December more for Christmas I think. The whole atmosphere of friends and family and food. Thats what I absolutely love about having a Greek Christmas. The lamb, stuffed with savoury rice. The roasted potato. The garlic dip. The salads, the various cold meats, feta, olives.....caviar! The pastizzi and pastizzo...the list is never ending. I absolutely love love love Greek food! Though I dont speak the languge (I can understand I just dont believe how I speak it does the language justice) or attend the Greek Orthodox Church every sunday I believe that I am in essence, Greek. I have no other blood in me, as all my grandparents are/were from Greece and so I'm full blooded. Its interesting though that most people mistake me for italian, not Greek looking. Not that I'm offended, italians are mostly good eye candy ;)
Our next door neighbour is italian. Shes a good cook. But her husband is crazy. He cut down half our trees because there was bushfires in Victoria and he got scared that his house would burn down because of our trees. I think he's just old and confused. He's in a nursing home now. His wife lives in their 5 bedroom, two story, marble staircase, 3 loungeroom, 2 kitchen house, which is next door. Its absolutely woggy inside.
But part of me likes woggy, just because it reminds me of my yiayia (grandma). I pretty much spent the first 4 years of my life living at her house. She is the best ever! And even better, I'm her favourite out of all the grandchildren as I have her name. There are benifits in being named after your grandmother. I see it as an honour as well. Though I may not look like her or have inherited her blue eyes, her exccentric dressing or her dressmaking skills I want to be like her. She endlessly serves, without complaint (well she complains about my papou but hes a grump so I dont blame her) and for a woman brought up in the 30s and 40s she is very strong minded, she knows what she wants. She was willing to give up the Greek dream of having a family and go against the expectations of her own family, to study nursing and become a nun to help those less fortunate. She is a woman who endured German occupation of Greece and saw the atrocities they did to the Greek people and she still puts on a brave face everyday. She just had her gallbladder taken out and yet she was happy to sit with me and tell me off for my (lack of) sewing skills, and then stopped to help me. She is the most incredible woman I have ever met and I hope one day that I will be just like her. Tacky clothing and all :)
This is my yiayia (and papou)
Our next door neighbour is italian. Shes a good cook. But her husband is crazy. He cut down half our trees because there was bushfires in Victoria and he got scared that his house would burn down because of our trees. I think he's just old and confused. He's in a nursing home now. His wife lives in their 5 bedroom, two story, marble staircase, 3 loungeroom, 2 kitchen house, which is next door. Its absolutely woggy inside.
But part of me likes woggy, just because it reminds me of my yiayia (grandma). I pretty much spent the first 4 years of my life living at her house. She is the best ever! And even better, I'm her favourite out of all the grandchildren as I have her name. There are benifits in being named after your grandmother. I see it as an honour as well. Though I may not look like her or have inherited her blue eyes, her exccentric dressing or her dressmaking skills I want to be like her. She endlessly serves, without complaint (well she complains about my papou but hes a grump so I dont blame her) and for a woman brought up in the 30s and 40s she is very strong minded, she knows what she wants. She was willing to give up the Greek dream of having a family and go against the expectations of her own family, to study nursing and become a nun to help those less fortunate. She is a woman who endured German occupation of Greece and saw the atrocities they did to the Greek people and she still puts on a brave face everyday. She just had her gallbladder taken out and yet she was happy to sit with me and tell me off for my (lack of) sewing skills, and then stopped to help me. She is the most incredible woman I have ever met and I hope one day that I will be just like her. Tacky clothing and all :)
This is my yiayia (and papou)
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