Monday, March 26, 2007

shed some light

my diet last few days has been appalling not nutritious appalling. it's been birthdays though so does that work as an excuse. but why do i need an excuse i can eat appalling if i want to. example
friday
breakfast: croissant, large jelly snake
snack: cadbury's roses
morning tea: v. amer choco cake
snack: lemon lime & bitters, v. amer choco cake, cadbury's roses
lunch: rainbow paddlepop, cadbury's roses, michael's leftover birthday cake
afternoon tea: birthday cake, sparkling app juice, v. amer choco cake
dinner: asian mafia gang

saturday
breakfast: resting
lunch: nutella toast
snack: freddo frogs, banana
lunch: hawaiian pizza pick off the pineapple
snacks: gum gum gum until 10.30
dinner: my leftover bday cake, nutella toast

sunday is blank i just don't know i just dont understand

monday
breakfast: just right, banana, zinc, water
snack: 2 squares of chocolate, gum
**nothing until 3.30 i starved**
afternoon tea: orange fizzy drink (inkling it was not fanta- french tutorz), 2 yellow lollies
afternoon tea (home) : 4 ferrero rocheres, stirfry

from doing this i have come to a few conclusions that don't support my body at all
#1: i consume vast amounts of chocolate
#2: i'm obviously an anorexic and/or bulemic for haviing such an extensive recount of my eating habits (bar sunday)
#3: what would mum say

these are all incorrect so what does this show about scientists who do experiments and research to find out things it may be all LIES. although this was the truth, its basically blatantly lieing if someone wanted to find out my eating habits because its just not true

#1: lollies rule
#2: i have terrible memory and don't know why i happened to remember what i ate from friday (thats why i put it in a blog because it was so shock horror)- i dont recall vomiting after meals, iinfact i havent even vomited in abuot 5 years even when im crunk zonked out my body just wont allow iit
#3 mum says praise

everything is lies believe nothing

Saturday, March 24, 2007

Yeah! Word is bond!

Yeah! Word is bond!
Das EFX in this yaknowhatI'msayin
Straight from the sewer, word is bond!
Yeah! Yah! Ah-yeah! We doin this with my nigga
Where my nigga? Ice Cube in the motherfucker
Word is bond! (Yeah!)


You better check yo self before you wreck yo self
Cos I'm bad for your health, I come real stealth
Droppin bombs on ya moms, fuck car alarms
Doin foul crime, I'm that nigga wit'cha Alpine
Sold it for a six-o, always let tricks know
And friends know, we got the indo
No I'm not a sucker, sittin in a House of Pain
And no I'm not the butler, I'll cut ya (Uh!)
Headbutt ya, you say you can't touch this
And I wouldn't touch ya, in fact motherfuck ya
Here to let you know boy, oh boy
I make dough but don't call me DoughBoy
This ain't no fuckin motion picture
A guy or bitch-a, I'll get wit'cha
And hit ya, takin that yack to the neck
So you better run a check


So come on and chickity-check yo self before you wreck yo self
Chickity-check yo self before you wreck yo self
Yeah, come on and check yo self before you wreck yo self
Cause shotgun bullets are bad for your health

Mic-mic-microphone check (One, two! Check it!)


Tricks wanna step to Cube and then they get played
Cause they bitchmade pullin out a switchblade
That's kinda trifle, caise that's a knife-o
AK-47, assault rifle
Hold the fifty, I'm nifty, pow
I gotta new style, "WATCH OUT NOW!"
I hate motherfuckers claimin that they foldin bank
But steady talkin shit in the holding tank
First you wanna step to me
Now your ass screamin for the deputy
They send you to Charlie-Baker-Denver row
Now they runnin up in ya slow
You're gone, used to be the Don Juan (Check that shit out!)
Now your name is just Twan
Switch it, snap it, rollin your eyes and neck
You better run a check


So chickity-check yo self before you wreck yo self
Come on and check yo self before you wrickity-wreck yo self
So chickity-check yo self before you wreck yo self
Cause big dicks up yo ass is bad for yo health


If you're foul, you better run a make on that license plate
You coulda had a V8
Instead of a tre-eight slug to the cranium (POOOOOW!)
I got six and I'm aimin em
Will I shoot or keep you guessin
Cause fuck you and that shit ya stressin
Bitch, get off the wood, you're no good
There goes the neighbourhood hooker (Slut!)
Go ahead and keep your drawers
Givin up the claps and who needs applause
At a time like this, pop the coochie and ya dead
The bitch is a Miami Hurricane hit
Sprung, niggaz call her 'Lips and Lungs'
Nappy dugout, get the fuck out
Cause women like you gets no respect
Bitch, you better run a check


So chickity-check yo self before you wreck yo self
So chickity-check yo self before you wreck yo self
Come on and check yo self before you wrickity-wreck yo self
Cause bitches like you is bad for my health

Thursday, March 15, 2007

GALAXY

About two minutes before i jumped on a computer i was lying on the deck stargazing, with music. I was listening to funny shit, stuff like tracy chapman, 'the piano' by michel simone and 'the ghost of tom joad' by brucey springsteen. that sort of music makes me even more of a of a pensive girl. i was looking at this star, and then i thought- If i wanted to go to that star, if i decided and left right then that i wanted to go, i wouldn't ever get there. not before fucking old age takes this body shiiiiiit i mean i'm talking thousands of years. Plus all that university degree + astronautical training nonsense needed to start the whole thing. Lucky i don't actually want to visit that star
this story had no point
maybe i should just retire

don't hate.

People always ask me questions irrelevant to how i'm feeling at the time
i.e. "What's wrong Rachel?" When I'm feeling perfectly content- just reflective, thoughtful etc.
Which brings me to my next point- i basically always feel this way. I always (0ften?) have these facial expressions and lack of conversation skills because i'm obviously thinking. Do i need to work on my expressions? Maybe. Thoughts however, that is out of my control. There are so many things to think about it's hardly surprising that i spend maybe only two hours per day doing this. I can't be blamed. I can't be expected to actively participate in a conversation i don't care about in the slightest when in like, a millisecond, or something, i could be imagining far more appealing scenarios. No, i cannot be blamed. It's a wonder i even sleep at night..

Wednesday, March 7, 2007

content

today was nice
i had a free first but i went to school and did half a weeks worth of french in an hour. mrs (?) greenwall is an entertaining lady, always screaming but no one cares. ? because i doubt the mrs status, not a v pleasant woman. had a beautiful free with katie and phil. we hadn't had one together for ageees bcause kt always scives off home. i semi-vowed to myself to be more healthy but we went to mcds, cheeseburger meal was satisfying. right now i'm thinking about the cornershop might head down for some pre din lollies. sour straps and lips maybe. i don't like the bananas from there they are always hard
i love phil and katie
lots
today was nice