Where duh mat?

I am sitting here sulking about my life.
Yes, I'm sad I get it, but tomorrow I have a maths test that I am sure that I am going to fail. CRASH BOOM DIE!
So, I'm thinking of hiding my maths report at the end of the year....
Parents, "Where duh mat?"
"Err, OH MY GODH! Where could it be?!" I would innocently claim.
So yes, I have been sitting at my desk trying to study but it's not working!
I need to improvise....
Bye Kids!

sighh

The depressing moment when you have to study for a test the night before.....

Ripp off phone case

Today I went shopping at the city to buy new clothes. Didn't end up buying anything but a phone case that doesn't look that nice. $20 rip off. Why I bought it? It was pretty in the packet...Forever New is deceiving !!! My iPhone now looks like a white beaded lOlly. Not a pretty one of course. Since I'm on my phone, I'll upload the photo
of the ugly case for the while world to see! The ugly piece of shit lolly.

says it all .

Birthday party at Bubble Cup anyone?

Once again I was in Footscray. A place filled with the weird and wonderful.  A place of immersing fobs, and Asian parents of whom that go there to buy their vegetables or take away roast duck.  To unfortunately add to the two are these people…

Now we all have them in our schools, they are the Asians ones that you see that are highly ‘obsessed’ with these foreign stars. Stereotypically, what nationality are they? Vietnamese. The people that they are ‘obsessed’ with? Koreans.

I am not talking about the people who enjoy their music, no. I personally do enjoy the same music. I am talking about those WEIRD ones that squeal, cry,laugh,mourn and…uh dream about these people. Like that they are practically their God. I mean if they were to treat God the exact same way, would have everlasting luck!

Anyway, I was at the Footscray bubble cup and placed in my order for my favourite drink when I notice a group of Australian Asian girls squealing and squawking about some hot dude. How do I know?

“OOHHHH!! HE’S SO HOT! HE’S BODY IS SO LIKE DEFINED”

“Stop saying that! He’s mine!”

“NOOOOOO~ He’s mine”

“Jaemae Lee is sooo cute with his dimples!!”

Who’s Jaemae lee? I don’t know that name was similar. BUT! The uttermost importance and purpose of the blog is to convey what these girls had come into bubble cup for.

No, it wasn’t to come in and buy a drink like normal people but it was to celebrate Jaemae Lee’s birthday.

Yes. I know. They came to Footscray to celebrate a Korean dude’s birthday that happens to live practically 5000 miles away.

I stood there gawking at these lame Korean obsessed girls. Well, not just me, everybody in the store.

Once they took their order then stood in centre of the walkway and one of the loudest (and lamest) gallantly declared,

“Here’s a toast for Jaemae Lee 21st! Happy Birthday OPPA!!!” she squealed, followed by the rest.

Oh my Lord.

Firstly, they came all the way to a small drink store to celebrate a guy’s 21^st? Ad they were how old? No older than 13. I snorted in disgust and they looked at me.

Dude, I just want to get my drink and get away from you guys.

Secondly, you ‘toast’ to people by alcohol. Not fking bubble cup.

I was then called out to collect my drink. I grabbed my drink and headed out the store when I heard the girls say

“why is everyone looking at us?”

Stupid idiot.

Seeing that I was (hopefully) never going to see them again I then said:

“Because you guys have no lives.”

I did so, which surprised me. But meh, who cares, one day they’ll come running up to me and thanking me that I pointed out  what lame souls they were.

 Not.

 They would probably in their mid-40’s still fangirling over some Korean dude.

Like I said,

Footscray’s filled with weird people.

Why does this oddly remind me of Starbucks?

karen reyes
LOVES
joshua watson

tea party anyone ?

The Bish next door

Ah, the nostalgia. Looking back at childhood days I sometimes cringe at the embarrassing moments and think to myself, “ what was I thinking” . However, I may be judgemental back in the childhood years but I remember this little girl around my age or maybe a year older that was like – a bish.

We used to pull faces at each other, verbally abuse one one another and dream of one day smashing each other in the faces…. Well I did. She lived right next door to my house, so I would occasionally pick one of her lilies in the front yard and trow it across her yard. Evil wasn’t I?

Well, time went on and I moved houses and we were practically out of contact. Until last Saturday.

I was invited to this Asian house party and I was like , you know, let’s just roll and see what happens.

I turn up and suddenly see that childhood bish standing outside the house with a group of friends dancing.

I was like

OH MY LORD !

She hasn’t changed one bit! Well maybe a bit fatter taller.

She was dancing to some Korean song.

What she was wearing?

High thigh grey socks , black shorts and a picture of this Asian dude on her white tank top. And I mean it was stuck on with sticky tape.

I looked at myself.

Black top and trackies.

I’m practically a virgin Mary compared to her!

Eh, hasn’t changed. Still she’s gay.

I walked passed her and went to sit on the table to eat. It was peaceful until she came along and sat right in front of me!

Let me eat in peace without staring at something that would put me off!

JOKING!

I was uh- fine.

She and her friends were smiling at each other and giving obvious glances at me.

“Bish, Can you leave me alone?” I thought.

“Can I help you?” I asked with an irritated tone.

“Oh! HI~ I’m Thien*, remember me?” she giggled.

“ like I care.”

“Erm, no” I said bluntly.

“Really? You used to live in front of my house!” she insisted.

“LEAVE ME ALONE! I’M EATING!”

“Oh, yeah! I think I remember you now !” I gave her the same high pitched giggle.

“Hehe, after eating want to hang out with me and my friends?”

“And dance outside your frontyard? Erm, no thank you.”

“Aww, sorry, I have to get home for tutor.” I smiled sweetly.

“Tutor? This late?” she put on a disappointed face.

“Yes yes, would you please excuse me, I have to be going.” ( RUN FOR IT!!!!!)

“Awww, BYEBYE! Come back soon?” she asked.

“Yeah right bish, not ever.”

“Okay ! “ I pretened agreed.

I guess you can say it went well. Probably it was the both of us faking it. Eh, who knows….

I wanna join the dark side now !

Fob Roll - It’s outta control !

My second home, Footscray is now centre filled with merging ‘fob’ students. Every turn I make I bump into a fob that:

1.       Says  “ Sor-ly”

2.       Gives me a creepy grin

I’m sorry Ms. Julia Gillard, but I think you can hold off the international students for a while now. IT’S OUTTA CONTROL!

The other day I was causally strolling to the yogurt house in Footscray and when I entered all the tables were taken by (you guessed it ) fobs.

How do I know that they’re fobs, not just any ordinary Australian born of Asian descent?

Easy, the way they talk to each other and they’re looks!

They have this distinctive look like the girl especially have

1.       The girls have extremely short shaggy hair like the mullet and resemble guys

2.       They have EXTREMELY long hair with bangs and try to look “cute”

3.       And the guys…EW EW EW down to the way they dress and look JUST EW! , they’re like usually pimply with horrible bottle blonde dye in their hair.

It was horror going into there. My favourite yogurt house had just turned into a fob central. Not scared by this sudden downturn of events I passed a table of slutty fobs and they all stared at me.

OKAY SLUTS, it’s okay to stare to people back in your country, but here especially me, we don’t like having a group of sluts staring at us. Well, the majority of us.

I ignored there constant stares and went to the counter to pay for my yogurt.

“Hi, Jut dat?”

OH MY LORD !

THE CLERK IS FOB ?!

I dropped the yogurt on the floor and screamed out the door.

JOKING !

I have nothing against fobs, so I just paid and walked out.

But seriously, the government should calm down with all these international  fobs students.

carol
loves
jeffrey

 I WANT A CAMERA LIKE THIS!!

dream catchers **

Do these actually work??

never did for me >>'

wonderland . . .

OFF WITH HIS HEAD !

the boy in melbourne high uniform

Here is the story about an incident that became one of my life's achievements and mortal embarrassments.
Hot guy in your tutor class?
What is the normal thing to do?
Thats right ladies ;) ,
You "intensly research that individual"

Well, you see I went through the ups and downs,
highs and hoes to find out more about this (hot) guy. Now, hot is n't even the proper word for this 'individual'.
Cram up all the words and phrases associated with hot, like: atractive,cute,adorable KILL ME WITH YOUR SMILE, good-looking.... etc
They wilo not even compare to how HOT this guy was.
I was beyond meltdown!
It wasn't until he blocked me...
yes, blocked me >>'
oh my sorrows and hopes and dreams!!
It was then the relization hit me,
I am damm freaky when it comes to guys.

a friend named karen

Last year I met a girl named karen GEE
How?
she was stripping off her pants.
AWKWARD!
i think she's gay.....
D;

waste precious study time here

doing exactly that.