sick days

Well howdy everyone who reads this (which so far is just you Anton)

this is my 4th day off school this week! hooray for sick days! but do you know what? sneezing isnt so much fun when you got your nose pierced last weekend, no siree. thats right, non existant ladies and singular gentleman, i got my nose pierced last saturday! which is amazing because my dad is really strict... maybe i should explain.

i have a typical family. one mum, one dad, one sister (oh sod, just sneezed. oh the pain!) mum is the not so strict one. mum was born in extremely tiny town central (aka, the middle of no were.. or i think so anyway)and she's a FAB cook. she works in a cafe, so she has to be XD anywayz, my dad was born in the UK one of the bigger cities (this is were my love of cities and busyness comes from.. even though he hates cities...) and he and mum met over there, then stupidly decided to move to austrlia when i was two. yerp, i said it. I AM A UK..ian!! XD anywayz, my dad was pretty big over there, he even made an apperance in corrination street (the british verison of home and away for those who dont know) as the mail boy.. for about ten seconds, but still, TV! then he came to australia and became a DJ, which was BLOODY AWSUM! he doesnt do any of that anymore and he (stupidly and annyoingly) sold all his DJing gear.. but he left the CD's, which is good. my sister is a younger one, shes...12? this year i think.. god thats bad, dont remeber how my sister is... anyway, she short, grumpy nearly 24/7 and a bit of a bitch (at the moment anyway) but i still lovers her to pieces. she has the most adorable angry face ^-^

anyway, dad's pretty strict. it took me a year and a half to convince him to left me have my nose pierced as my 16th birthday presant and SUCCESS! (oh sod, another sneeze. PAIIIIINN!!) he even let me get it done a month early.. well we were going to the city anyway and the piecings are less likely to get infected up there.. aparently.

so anyway, back to sick days.

sick days are great fun. mum and dad both work so i get the house to myself and because i'm sick, i dont have to do the dishes or vacum the floors or wash the dog.. even thou he smells REEEAAALLLYY bad... i just get to sit down in front of our newly found foxtels and watch the comedy shows and mythbusters to my hearts content ^-^ (oh for sods sake, someone pass the tissues!!)

another good thing about sick days is you dont have to wear bloody school uniform. in fact, you dont even have to get out of your pajamas if you dont want to. i spent all yesterday and the day before in my pajamas... then mum made me take them off. oh well. right now i've got a pajama top on, stripy wollen stocktings, long shorts and giant ugg boots on. toasty warm ^-^ and it helps that the at the moment, the sun in coming threw the office window. i love my ugg boots. they come up to just over my knees and they lace up at the front and the inside is full of... fluffy... XD

... my cat is looking at me over the computer moniter.. shes so cute ^-^

well... i think i've run out of things to say.........

toodle pip!

Amie xx

(SODDING SNEEZES!!)

my first blog..

well, hi anybody who reads this...

(just a note, i am a horrible speller, so sorry in advance for my bad spelling.)
my name is amie, i'm 16 (nearly) i was born in the uk and now I live in australia in a tiny town (to my standards anyway...)

i’m short (well… short by my friends standards anyways.. if my friends are normal height 16 year olds, then I fit under all their chins… but then a lot of my friends are just stupid tall) and a little bit on the chubby side (although, i’ve come to like my pudgy body over the last few months.. makes a great pillow and i love having people lay on me!) i dont fit into any genre of anything, i am what I am. i am extremely open about peoples sexualtitys.. infact a fair few of my friends are lesbians and I really don't like homophobes.. GAYS ARE PEOPLE TOO!!

i have a very eclectic (i think thats the right word..) taste in music, but i dont really like screamo too much. my favoutite artists are The Wombats, Biffy Clyro and Newton Faulkner (dont worry if you havnt heard about the first two, not many people have and IF you have, i congratulate you on your great taste in music)

i like photography but that doesnt mean i'm very good at it... even though last year, a photo that me and my friend did together (she took, i edited) got into the final of a nation wide comptition. best. email. ever.

i dont have many plans for the future.. so far my plans only go as far as about 2012... one of those years i'm still in school, so i'm pretty screwed at the moment.

(hey, guess what! i just found the spell check button! hooray for spell check!)

as for school at the moment, i'm in year 11, doing TAFE links, which is go to school 4 days a week, then TAFE on fridays. i really, really, really, reaaaaallllyyy hate my school. there are two public highschools were i live and the other one was only opened not last year, the year before. our school is the school were no one can be expeled, because they've already been expeled from every other school in town. our school is covered in gates and they've recently installed security cameras.... -.- i really hate my school... also, the TAFE links course is pretty much considered the 'dumb class' of the upper school. i'm in ALL the lowest classes. english, maths (which doesnt bother me, i hate maths), careers and enterprise (which is pretty much a 'do what ever the hell you want, so long as you hand in some crappy work once in a while and you'll still pass' class, photography, which is pretty much the highlight of my day, and AIT (applied information technology... computing pretty much... its actually a pretty cool class, even if the teacher weighs more then a blue whale and is very... feminine...). i cant stand my english class.. my english class is the lowest of the lowest classes and we're not even doing english... WE'RE DOING PROBLEM SOLVING!!! stupid teacher, needs to get a grip and teach us something interesting.

anywayz, even though i really hate school, i really really REALLY look forward to break times, when i can see all my friends. i have some of the best friends EVER. i'd like to think i'm a good friend, i never forget a birthday and things like that, but sometimes i feel like i'm just using them and when they really need me, i dont help.... i dont know.... but i really do love them. infact, having them hate me is pretty much my ultimate fear... Anywhozer

(hey guess what! my spell check is broken D: )

umm.. what else can i say.... uh... well, i play piano but i'm not that good at it. i like to sing, but i'm always getting sick....

the sadest things are my goals in life.. they are soooo tiny that sometimes, i wonder why i bother, but anywayz... i have 5... no 6... i think 6... major goals in life.

1) Learn Spanish
2) Live in the UK with family for a year (there are alot of spanish people around the UK)
3) Live in the city with my friend holly and our gay best friend (who we havnt met yet..)
4) Learn French
5) Live in Monreal (a bilingual city, i might add... ps, does anyone know how to put the little 'chckka' over the a? the (`)???)
6) Work at the Montreal Comedy Festival
7) Attend a Mardi Gras

... thats all i can think of...

on to the topic of guys (yes, the one topic we all dread... occationally)
in my 16 years on this planet, i have only had 1 boyfriend, which i'm perfectly happy about. it was nothing special, let me tell you. i liked him, he liked me, we dated for 3-4, then everything about him annoyed me and i didnt like him anymore AND theres no point in staying with someone once you dont feel the same anymore, there really isnt, its all just pain and heart ache, so i broke up with him. he cried.... i felt awful.... but i dont anymore coz guess what? 2 days later, he's dating a girl he 'hated'. now, that pissed me off. you see, while we were together, every morning it was a text saying 'good morning beautiful' and every night 'goodnight, sweet dreams, i love you' which i thought was very cute. BUT and this is a pretty big but ladies and gentlemen, i'd never told anyone that wasnt family that i loved them, so of course i was hesitant to say it... until he tried to pressure me into saying it. so, in fear that he would leave me, i did. about two weeks later we broke up. when i found out that he was dating 'her', i had a go at him. do you know what he said? ' i never loved you'. well, THANKS A MILLION LOSER! just take my 'iloveyou-ginity' like it was nothing... *sigh* so after that, i decided guys were too much trouble and i've been single ever since! hooray for single-dom! although, since then i have had more guy trouble, sadly :( being asked out by the school man-whore (who also happened to be one of my best friends) well, THAT wasnt awkward XD . then, not long ago, i started to like someone again... only to have him date.... my best friend... but i dont mind, in fact, i told her that i liked him but still encouraged her to say yes to him. anywayz, she's happy and thats all that matters..

ok... now i've really run out of things to say... so TOODLES!!!

Amie xx

ps, if your reading this.. pleeeease let me know!! i'd love comments.. or anything really.. can you get comments on this site? i dont know, i only found it today XD