OMG

There is nothing like the wave of satisfaction, bitches!

I love my life, hell yeah!

Chelsey Bowd, how's your maths book, hmmm?

In maths. Looking for page 522. Kept going past in. Finally, on page 521, Chelsey vigourously turned the page in celebration...

...and ripped in in half.

OMG

So mad at Chelsey
So mad at Olivia
So annoyed I can't write >:(

Maybe No-one Told You

Maybe no-one told you:
You're special
You're kind
And babe
You're all mine

I love you, bffls

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Three Weeks

I have three weeks to show my Dad that I deserve to stay at my school. Will I make it? Unlikely.

Laughs

Today in Geography, Chelsey was looking in the atlas index to try and find New York. She had a fit and said "I can't find it!" So I'm like "That's because New York doesn't start with an 'L'.

Let Me Tell You Something

I dunno what to write but let me tell you something; I don't care! So long as I post something, it's alright because I'm updating this thing so yeah, beat me up for it but I don't care!

Back At School

Seeing my friends again - that's a feeling that will never be short lived. I love my friends, I love my family, I love my life. Everything I own is important to me. My enemies keep me on my toes, those around me keep the smile on my face.

I'm either really happy or really sad. Think about it. What does that mean to you?

When I'm alone, I just want someone to talk to, but when there's someone there I just want to be alone. What does that mean? Why am I so hard to please? Why can't I be everything I want to be and more.

Of all the things I love, I love you. You're reading this, and I couldn't thank you more.

xoxo

LOL

Isn't it funny when there are two people in a house and they are both texting each other from less than a km away? I'm currently at my aunty's house and I am enjoying the memory of two people in the same house texting each other.

My uncle started it by saying: hi Alyson from Rod

At first my aunty didn't reply. But my uncle persisited. You know how some people get.

And don't you love smiling on the outside of your face?

Sometimes

Sometimes I cry. Sometimes I laugh on the inside. Sometimes I want to be worth it for a while. Sometimes I scream. Sometimes I shout. Sometimes I pull people's hair and try to choke them with it.

But it doesn't matter.

Because in the end, I'm always me. Always chosen last for PE. Always the one picking up the pieces. Always the one who loves hugs.

But just sometimes.

Sometimes I want to laugh on the outside and make it seem like nothing's worng. Just sometimes. Just for a while.

Don't Go

Don't go
Wishing you could change a thing about me
And don't go
Thinking that I'm a crap person.

Don't go
Pretending you like me when you don't
And don't go
Loving her

Because it hurts
The way you treat me
Yes I'm scared
And this is the first time
But it'll be the last time

Just don't go
Don't turn your back on me and walk away
Because even though you hurt me
And I feel pain everywhere inside me
Nothing helps
Nothing will stop me

Don't go
Don't run away from me when I try to hurt you
Because hurting you will

Hurt me so much more

Love Is Equal To Hate

People who talk about you behind your back are rude.
People who deny talking about you behind your back when you know they have are dickheads.
People who you love who talk about you behind your back don't know what they're missing.
And those who don't know what they're missing miss out on being with you.

Forever.

Um

LAUGH OUT LOUD

All About The Music

Middle C then F sharp.
What comes next?
Oh, great. I can't remember.
I'm not doing music as an extra curricular in year 9.

Yes I am a bloody bitch!

Dear Assignment

Why do you torture me with your instructions that I have to follow? Why do I have you sitting on my desk? Why does your due date haunt me in my school diary?
Why can't you just go and write yourself?

Sincerly, Rach

Rain

I'm soaking wet and I feel fine. My shirt is almost see through but I don't go under the shelter just metres away. I'm dancing. To the outsider, I'm crying because I need to get out of the rain, but really they're tears of joy. Joy that I'm wet. Joy that I'm being me. And joy that I'm smiling on the inside and out, just once in my pitiful existance.

Having Something To Hold On To

You believe that you always have something to hold onto, and then it leaves you suddenly and you want it even more. We all take things for granted, let's just admit it and move on.
We all have a mother. We all have a father. We take them both for granted that they'll keep us strong. Those who don't have mothers and fathers will understand that once they go, we love them more and appreciate them more. Nothing pains more than everyday waste.
We need something to hold onto, whether it be a person or a key to your house, we all need something to keep us going through the darkened times, and by holding onto that one thing, we keep going, we don't give up, because we know they'll always love us.
When we lose it, we curl up and cry for hours until realising how good we have it.

Because you are never lost. You always know where you are, it's just the others who can't find you.

HAPPY BIRTHDAY ALESHIA!!!!!!!

HEY! Just want to shout out a happy birthday to my cousin, Aleshia, who is turning one today.
Happy Birthday to anyone who also has a birthday on 26th May.

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In the end

In the end, hope is near, but it's also the furthest away that anything can be.
In the end, you feel like you've succeeded, but that's the biggest lie of all.
In the end, you like to think you're smart, but you know that you have to leave that title to the girl to your left.
In the end, you like to think that the person you'd love with all your heart would love you too, but that's when you're mean to them. You act like a bitch and you say the rudest things. At the time, it's a joke, then you see how hurt they are.
In the end, you get your knife, and scrape the skin that once was protective, but now is the only thing that stops you from bleeding to death.
In the end, you see the drops on red blood on the tiles, and you know that it was once a part of you.
In the end, visions flash in your mind.
In the end, you close your eyes, your heart it heavy, and then it stops beating once and for all.
In the end, you wish that your best friend would save you, but as you slip into unconciousness, you know that they're no longer your friend.
In the end, you speak to the dead.

Never regret anything, because at one time, it was exactly what you wanted.

Great day

Today was a fantastic day. Two of my guy friends, let's call them Fred and Louise, became so much closer to me today!
Fred and I are usually friends, but today, I would not be stupid to call him a best friend. He is so funny. No, I would not consider dating him unless he grew a little. He's so nice and all, but I like the fact that we're just friends because I don't feel weird or anything around him!
Louise and I have had rough patches, to say the least. We've had our moments where everything is perfect, but then we have those days where we feel like strangling each other. I am so happy because today was, I feel, one of those perfect moments.

But, on the contrary, I hated today. Today was a bad, bad day.
I hate happy endings. They are myths, they rarely ever happen. I'm just saying that today had a happy ending, leaving me feeling that today was not a good day.
Happy endings only happen to people whose lives are perfect, and every puzzle piece fits. I wish my life were like that.
I know that I'll never have a happy ending, because I'll never see her again, and knowing that is the saddest thought of all.

Honey

Honey... the stickyness on your knife as you slather it onto your toast on the morning, the sun's rays struggling to seep through the cracks in the shutters.
Honey... sliding down your throat, making you feel both warm and jittery.
Honey... you're the one, please tell me you can hear me.
Honey... I know you're reading this, but, honey, please be strong.
Honey... decipher what I'm saying.
Honey... listen, dear.
Honey... the feeling when we hug, the worse one when we broke up.
Honey... please come back to me.
Honey... tell me what I did wrong.
Honey... All I'm trying to say is...
Honey... I'm sorry.


Rach xoxoxo

Forever...

I wrote this poem... see what you think!
She held hands with her father;
She knew that he was there.
She looked out through the sea of black,
And saw a man in pear.
That was his favourite colour,
A green shade like his eyes.
It was a colour that stood out,
Especially in these dark skies.
She knew it couldn't be true,
But that was why she stood.
On the stage and very afraid,
She said all she could.
"I know you all loved my Daddy,
I know that you all cared.
But now, as he is far away,
We all wish he was spared."
She paused and looked down at the audience,
She could not see his face.
She was here many months ago,
Yet it seemed a different place.
"Forever, he'll be with you,
Forever, he will love.
Forever, he will give us good luck,
Forever, from above."
A tear was lurking beneath her eye,
She blinked it away.
She looked down at his grave and sighed,
"Forever. Forever. Today."

Got a good poem that you or someone else made up? SHARE IT HERE.
xoxoxo Rach

During the holidays...

OK, guys. Brace yourself for the longest blog entry yet!
First week: I was supposed to go to my Aunty's house, however, from camp, I got a really terrible cough. It was drastic. Maybe I'm being too dramatic but whatever. Like I care anyway!
I stayed at home, doing things that sick people have to do; sleep, eat, watch TV, play computer games... OK, it doesn't sound that bad, but on the contrary to bike riding and hanging out with friends, it was truly boring!
Second week: went to my Aunty's house. She has a little daughter and she's turning one on the 26th of May. She is so adorable. You just have to believe me!
Anyway, talk soon.
Ciao,
Rach

ICT

On Friday, Mr Walker was on lunchtime duty, so I didn't have to do it.
Today, Lilyanya and I went to F Block and Mr Walker told us we could go.
"What?" said Lilyanya.
"No, don't say that!" I argued.
"Did you study?" Mr Walker interupted.
"Yes."
"Are you going to get 20/20?"
"Yes."
"Then go."

How cool is that?

ICT is boring

Raise your hand and comment if you like or hate ICT classes. If you have graduated from school, did you used to like it?
If you did, leet me tell you, you definitely didn't have Mr Walker for your teacher, like I do.
On Tuesday, I had a pop quiz in ICT, and the pass mark was 18 questions correct. The people who didn't pass had to do it agaon today, the pass mark being 19. I got 18 today, so I have to do it again luch tomorrow, or else write out meanings to words five times over to 20 different words! Torture!
I'll let you know whether I passed or failed tommorrow. Wish me luck!
Also, comment!
Sincerly,
Rach

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Step One: Look at the side of the screen at the top and find the word 'follow'.
Step Two: Click on the link.
Step Three: Select an email account and type in your email and a selected name.
Step Four: Click on 'Post a comment' on one of my blogs and type a comment, good or bad!
Step Five: Have fun, because if you don't, you'll get bored. Trust me.

That's about it for now. No real news. Um. Netball training is officially boring! And hot!

Ciao fellas,
Cheescake!
RachyBug

I LUV A'S!!!

Hey folks interested enough to read my blog. Strange folks you are. Anyway, if you recall, last blog I mentioned two tests. I have recieved my results for tech and I got an A!! I have also finished what I have been working on which is a pencil case. I would post a pic but unforunately, my camera is out of batteries :(.
Ciao people,
Rachel whom no-one read the blog of :(.
RachyBug

Subject+ Test = ugh

Hey guys. Sorry about the white background on the other post... dunno what happened there!
Anyway, I had two tests today. One was for Textiles which I do for tech. Yippee. I mean, I studied, but I don't like theory in tech. It's much more fun to do prac work in any of the electives.
Also, I had English. We had to do a persuasive thingamabob on the following topic: 'It would be good for a teenager to have a part time job'. I sat on the fence. Dunno why. I really like sitting on the fence. I guess I just like what it's called.
Ciao for now.
Rach

I Am Number Four

Last weekend on Sunday, Chelsey and I went to see this must-see movie called I Am Number Four at the movies. We were talking about it all week, so now this Sunday I'm seeing it again with Chelsey, Lewis, Lilly, Lilyanya, and Mitchell.
I Am Number Four is about this guy called Daniel and he's from another planet. When Number 3 dies, Daniel has to move, and he changes his name to John. He falls in love with this girl called Sarah and makes friends with this guy whose Dad had something to do with the aliens. By the way the movie ends, you can tell that there's going to be another movie.
It's a horror movie, and it's rated M. Go and see it, if you can. It's a fantastic movie.
Ciao for now, lovers.
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RachyBug

Hey.

Today was so funny.
Zoe, Olivia and I were in Tech and Olivia likes this guy called Brady.
So, we came up with a code name for Brady.
So, 'Olivia likes pie!'
We were cracking up so much and it was hilarious!

Chat soon,
Crazy Me.

Yo folks

Just thought you might want to know about me so I'll get cracking!
My name is Rachel, but my friends call me RachyBug.
I love Ke$ha, Lady GaGa and Katy Perry.
My favourite TV show is Gilmore Girls and my favourite movie is House Bunny.
Thanks for reading and follow me!

Love and hugs, especially for Lilly, Millie, Olivia, Zoe, Carmody, Chelsey, Lewis + my other friends,
RachyBug