Buttons are cheaper than Doughnuts

2009-04-03T04:40:00.000-07:00

You're amazing. It's everything I've always looked for. Yet your so different, which again makes you perfect. If it works out I wanna spend my last days with you. I wish it was our time... be sure that I will [...cry...] for you and everything we couldn't have... I haven't told you how I feel and you can't imagine how hard it is for me to do so... I'm scared I'll get hurt
I wish you could read my mind and knew how much you mean to me. I wish you knew everything I'll never be able to express in French.

Know that I love you ... In whatever language.

2009-01-01T03:13:00.000-08:00

2009-01-01T02:45:00.001-08:00

New Year's Resolution(s)

1. Work harder in school
2. Don't EVER have an "our"-song
3. Make new friends
4. Drive around with Booster
5. Less alcohol consume
6. Find something to replace alcohol
7. Party like a rock-party like a rockstar
8. Less sarcasm...more irony!!
9. Learn French
10. Get a life <3

2008-12-26T18:50:00.000-08:00

2008-12-26T17:57:00.000-08:00

Ugh! The day just doesn't seem to pass AT ALL!
Blogging is still the best medicine. So. Ya. I got up a 6 this morning coz I lost a bet against my dad. I had to get 2 baguettes for breaky. I can't wait to see my babe next Friday! I don't think I've told you about him yet *sighs romantically*

...

He's strong and powerful. He's perfect size and dark. Two beautiful light eyes. Totally reliable. He would take me anywhere, anytime. He's always there for me even though he sometimes tempts me to do mischevious things. I can count in him. He'll carry me through rain and sunshine. From east to west. He's glamourous and classy. Yet hot, sexy and cool. He's a brand new start. He is absolutely gorgeous. I love him with all my heart and can't wait to show him to the world! He's mine. I won't let him go. Ever...

Okay, I admit "he" is my super uber totally brand new and shiny MBK Booster Spirit Black! But who cares. He listens to me! And until I find, and even when I've found, a boyfriend, my babes will always be there for me! The only problem?? My parents want me to go shopping from now on =S

2008-12-24T22:22:00.000-08:00

Why I love Camping:

Could it be that it is the maniac my dad turns into while driving on graveled road? Or, why not the sickening enthusiasm of my parents! Maybe, just maybe, it's the thousands of mosquito bites or the variety of flora and fauna in the toilets and showers. You never quite know what it is that is crawling up your leg whilst your pissing. Or what the exact kind of fungi is, that is growing on the inside of the shower curtain. And don't you find it fun to count the insects inside your tent! Speaking of tent, I love building it up in the glistening heat. And going to bed early and not being able to sleep for hours, but being woken up by the friggin' birds who can't shut up at 4 AM. And the food. Always out of cans! Yum! Who could resist? And to think I almost forgot the hikes through knee high grass. I love how it cuts into your skin. Always surprised by what kind of animals are clinging onto you when you step into freedom. But the best thing is spending X-Mas Eve in a tent. But hey, we did stay up till quarter past 8! Didn't want to go to bed too late though. Early morning!

2008-12-21T01:17:00.001-08:00

So..just letting you know that I wont be blogging for a long time now..

Well, at least 2 weeks! gasp

Co-oz...I'm going camping from monday to friday. We're travelling up north! Going camping. Yay?
I don't think so! Sitting in a wet tent at X-mas? Not my favourite! But after...hey, hey!
Were going to Ile des Pins from sunday to wednesday! woohoo!! Now thats cool!!

I'll keep you updated from January!

love you guys <3

2008-12-20T15:14:00.000-08:00

Dear Mike,

I need to tell you that you are a noodle! You do random things! And that is why I love you so much...
I can tell you about my problems for ages, even when you stop listening after a while...you still nod reassuringly or say "um"s and "hmm"s. We both share the same problem.Mental disease. I guess that is why we understand each other. With you I can throw tea bags out the window, burn my house and stalk people. I can make random videos, laugh and get stuck on islands. I forgive those times where you don't reply on msn because your talking to sandcastle.
[in my deepest heart i will NEVER forgive you] *creepy voice*

Um...you scare me sometimes. Like when you want to cook me or when we're on our way to take the trash out. But still, my perfect day would be at the beach with you and a tub of Ben&Jerry's...

Your my chunky munky, my stir fry, my l'emmerdeuse....

You are my true love and hubby! I love being your singing partner [Mike O'Doniz feat. Lady BoBy] I'll love boostering around with you! Especially through the beauty of nature {Place de Cocotiers}
I love that you always save me from my darkest hours and pull me out of my obsessity with boys

We have a long list of things to do when you come back-_-''

For now, Merry X-Mas a Happy New Year and have fun!

Soon everything will change. You'll be gone for a month. I'll do foolish things. End up in Jail. Death sentence. Die ...

Ok. It won't be THAT dramatic. But who knows...
Your getting a phone and a camera.
I'll get my booster.
More boys problems.
New school.
Other people.

I know we'll make it through!

We always did. We always will.

2008-12-16T23:25:00.000-08:00

Except for being bored what have I learned over the last few days?

1. NEVER eat Mentos while drinking Coke..
2. I heart the Kazoo (my favorite instrument)
-YES, IT IS AN INSTRUMENT!
3. Don't run in Flip Flops
4. Always keep the garbage men happy..

Well, points 1,3 and 4 are kinda all from one day. It was a normal day. I believe twas a Wednesday. I had to be at the driving lesson license school thing at 8:30... so I was there but the lady said I had to buy some kind of stamp. So I hurried off to the post office. I was in a rush so I ran. (Here comes #3) Me, wearing flip flops fell flat on the face. There was a little step and I didn't get it right the front of the shoe bent backwards pushed my foot out. I fell. Pure Embarrassment. A faster run. So after I got back the lady told me that the my license test would be at 12:20. So I learned my stuff and started walking. From one side of the city center to the other. (#4) The garbage men are on strike meaning they're not picking up the rubbish and are not cleaning the streets.
=
a composition of interesting odours:
a hint of piss
a sprinkle of puke
a dash of poo
mixed with rubbish smell
spread by an occasional gust of wind...
So yeah... I guess your all waiting for the explanation for #1 I DID NOT EXPLODE but my tummy did hurt...
So to make a short story even shorter;I passed the test, I'll pass the next one on Monday and I might have a booster before X-mas....

so for now

tata bisous

2008-12-13T04:39:00.000-08:00

I'm feeling random again.. so I've been listening to random music.. but Weird Al Yankovic has his point...me and him want to talk to you about downloading music ILLEGALLY...(it has 4 "l"s) ...please read carefully and listen to the song... oh, if you wanna hear a really random song that I'm listening to the whole time:
Around the World (la la la la)- ATC ..

but here to my concern, enjoy!

Don't download this song by 'Weird Al' Yankovic:

Once in a while maybe you will feel the urge
To break international copyright law
By downloading MP3s from file-sharing sites
Like Morpheus or Grokster or Limewire or KaZaA

But deep in your heart you know the guilt would drive you mad
And the shame would leave a permanent scar
'Cause you start out stealing songs and then you're robbing liquor stores
And sellin' crack and runnin' over school kids with your car

So don't download this song
The record store's where you belong
Go and buy the CD like you know that you should
Oh, don't download this song

Oh, you don't wanna mess with the R-I-double-A
They'll sue you if you burn that CD-R
It doesn't matter if you're a grandma or a seven year old girl
They'll treat you like the evil hard-bitten criminal scum you are
So don't download this song
Don't go pirating music all day long
Go and buy the CD like you know that you should
Oh, don't download this song

Don't take away money from artists just like me
How else can I afford another solid gold Hum-Vee
And diamond-studded swimming pools
These things don't grow on trees
So all I ask is, "Everybody, please..."

Don't donwload this song (Don't do it, no, no)
Even Lars Ulrich knows it's wrong (You can just ask him)
Go and buy the CD like you know that you should (You really should)
Oh, don't download this song

Don't donwload this song (Oh please, don't you do it)
Or you might wind up in jail like Tommy Chong (Remember Tommy)
Go and buy the CD (Right now) like you know that you should (Go out and buy it)
Oh, don't download this song

Don't download this song (No, no, no, no, no, no)
You'll burn in hell before too long (and you'll deserve it)
Go and buy the CD (Just buy it) like you know that you should (You cheap bastard)
Oh, don't download this song

2008-12-11T22:01:00.000-08:00

Ok. Maybe you ARE allowed to kiss drunk guys. But only if they're willing to go out with you after! Or ... REPLY!

You're not getting it?Ok.. I shall start from where I left off.

So you know what happened at l'Acropole (Tuesday evening). After being shocked to death, I decided something had to be done. Mike wrote Mr. Drunken Kisser (well call him Jumanji) an sms. Asking what he had done and stuff and guess what...He can't remember...HELLO?!?! HE CAN'T REMEMBER? I'm unforgettable for heaven's sake!
Ok, so anyway. He didn't believe him. Great. But he also asked him if I was mad. No. But I am a little. He did forget. So anyway he didn't answer after that.
Thursday evening I decide to take it up myself. At 22:15 the sms "he toi" (hey you) goes flying from my phone to his. The reply??
[.."Who's this?"
"It's me...what was that on Tuesday?"
"Well, tell me your first name.." ---->This made me wonder what else he could have done on that Tuesday *thinks*
"It's Lisa!"
"And...everything good?"
(oh yea sure, stupid *skullhead,rainy cloud, bomb*) "um, yea, and you? so what happened tuesday?"
"oh yeah, sorry for asking you to kiss me ...(something in french i didn't understand)...did you like it though?"..]

That is all I will tell you of the conversation... Note: He is being cheeky! Well, at the end he asked me where I lived. This was at a quarter to one in the morning!! So I told him but then he didn't write back. FINE! I'm tired anyway... pff. But now it's 5:15 the following day in the afternoon. And he still hasn't replied.
Angry/worried/angry/worried

so yeah..That' s the update

Here my Reactions throughout the whole thing...I don't think I have to label them...they're pretty clear... =D

2008-12-11T01:32:00.000-08:00

Tagged by Mike

1. Six people I tag:
- my imaginary friend Mr. Smith
- his cat Cluedo
- the random person who is reading this
- someone else
- why six people?
- I HAVE NO FRIENDS!!

2. Six things I'm passionate about:
- Jumanji, Manta Ray and Saperli ..haha
- Making Videos
- being ... me (random, stupid, retarded)
- Mike
- my friends in germany
- getting a tan!

3. Six things I say too often:
- "It's a sign!"
- "OMG!"
- "We could melt the chocolate and dip fruit in!"
- "Gee whizz.."

4. Six books I have read recently:
- Start with No
- If I was the Devil
- Jamais Contente
- Do blogs count? No? ok ...I'll sit in my corner..

5. Six songs I listen to again and again:
- Incomplete- Backstreet Boys
- Around the World (la la la la)- ATC
- Smooth Criminal- Micheal Jackson
- Foxtrot Uniform Charlie Kilo- Bloodhoung Gang
- Ridin'- Chamillionaire
- Fall Out Boy

6. Six things I have learnt in the past:
- Don't fall for guys IN GENERAL
- Don't kiss drunk guys...
- We will not melt the chocolate and dip fruit in
- I am bored too easily
- I have no friends
- Alex, the spider, has intruded my room

-

2008-12-09T13:53:00.000-08:00

Everytime I try to fly,
I fall Without my wings,
I feel so small
I guess I need you, baby

And everytime
I see you in my dreams
I see your face,
It's haunting me
I guess I need you, baby

I make believe
that you are here
It's the only way
I see clear
What have I done
You seem to move on easy

I may have made it rain
Please forgive me
My weakness caused you pain
And this song's my sorry

At night I pray
That soon your face will fade away..

2008-12-09T05:21:00.000-08:00

OMG...I hope you couldn't see me!! I wasn't blending in like a pine tree!!

It's like 40min to 1 in the morning and I just came back from the l'Acropole. It was so cool apart from what I'm gonna tell you later...
Monday:
Monday I woke up pretty late, went on the computer and got a call from Lesley asking if I wanted to go snorkeling. Hell yeah! So we went. It was so cool, even though I was kinda freaked out because I'm always freaked out in the water. Later I went to my driving class. It's so boring. So we kept doing random things and got in trouble. After the driving lesson school I totally missed the last bus and walked from the city centre home. Just 4km in dusk, alone, a girl 15 years of age.... Anyway, I went past a petrol station and got myself a coke (from my bus money) so on my way I went passed a local homeless guy who asked me if he could have a sip. So I said he can have it! I'm so generous.
Tuesday:
Early day. Went to drivers license school thing and learned. After that I rushed to get ready to go to "Le Meridien" with Lesley. So we went there from 11:00-5:00 it was SO cool. We tanned and stuff. But then I had to hurry to get ready for Mike and his parents to come over. My mum told me to go get a coke, so I was on my way tto my favourite petrol station. Suddenly a group of local guys (17-22 years of age, about 6) came past me and one guy whistled while the others said "Bonjour!". I was kinda creeped out so I answered "Bonjour!". 5 metres onward something hits my back. I turn around and see that it's a small stick. HELLO?! Did they just throw a stick at me?? So anyway I bought 5 lolly pops so I could suck on them the whole evening and shut up and NOT say anything stupid.

L'Acropole:
The l'Acropole is a private night club. The 3° of Saint Joseph de Cluny have rented it for Tuesday night to celebrate their leaving. Mike and me arrived 10 minutes late but it was no problem because everybody stood outside. Including him. ( I know I was gonna forget him but...) Anyway so we got in. And settled in and danced really hard. As we sat down someone sat in the chair next to me and said "Hi!". It was him. Geez, can't you leave me alone? I'm fogetting you! So we kinda talked for a few minutes and then it was quiet. Just then a slow song came on and he asked me to dance. *squeals* So we did. After that I was pumped with adrenaline which made me go hyper. I stopped thinking. And as I was dancing with a guy. I made out with him. In the middle of the dance floor. Everybody saw. I'm so stupid! How could I have? The guy I love asks me to dance and a few minutes later I make out with a random guy?? What the hell is wrong with me? It was even my first kiss. Meaning, I totally blew it! After that I was beeing emo and was dancing with other guys and girls. But mostly I just sat around staring at him. Grr.. I could kill myself. What a stupid slut I am. Anyway the night went on. I kept feeling the random guys lips. It made me angry. I was sitting unsespecting in my chair. (Which I was sharing with Louis). It was 3 minutes to midnight. A row of slow songs were coming on. The last slow song of the evening was starting. Suddenly someone tapped me from behind. It was some kid. But he asked me if I wanted to dance with the guy sitting over there. IT WAS HIM! I was shocked. Was he kidding? He pointed at the dance floor. Questioning eyes. He still wanted to dance with me. Even after what I had done. So we danced again. His hands were on my butt. *cookie grin* After the song was over we stayed a little moment longer. Just us two. I was feelin' the magic! He went off to sit and a short while after I sat down too. Silence. Then he tapped me and asked if I was ok. Of course, you idiot, I just danced with you! Pf! I didn't say that :P ... I asked him where he'll go next year. He doesn't know. But when I told him where I'm going he said he might come and visit. You better! But then he went. Without wanting my phone number. He just said bye. Two kisses on the cheek. That was all. Then he left.

Now:
I'm sitting on the computer. Club music is coming through the window. I can still feel the lips. But also the way me and him were dancing. Tomorrow is my drivers license test. Wish me luck!

If I'll be able to sleep??

2008-12-06T23:21:00.000-08:00

Honey, you totally missed your chance..
This means:
Goodbye, my almost lover
Goodbye, my hopeless dream
I'm trying not to think about you
Can't you just let me be?
So long, my luckless romance
My back is turned on you
Should've known you'd bring me heartache
Almost lovers always do

I have 2 new crushes:
1. Good-looking, friendly, fun, strong, kinda tall
2. Beautiful eyes, clown, my size, pal
Yes, I will have to decide with which one I will try my luck...

Soo..Saturday ( I just realized that the word "turd" is in Saturday) was Marion's party. It was so cool. I danced with heaps of people and had so much fun with crush Nr. 2. Anyway, today (Sunday) I went to Mount Koghi with Mike and Tabetha (Hugo). It was this thing where you're up in the trees and you're........... up there. Geez, the time flew! So the l'Acropole thing is on Tuesday. I'm really looking forward to it! It's the last time I'll see many of them.
+the deciding day to choose a man =P...

I have another hard decision:
Either a trip to German-land or a Booster. This is really hard for me. I don't want to decide yet....

<----- This is everything your missing out, almost lover...

"Shit, what should I do?"

2008-12-06T18:16:00.000-08:00

2008-12-04T22:26:00.000-08:00

ARGH!
Happiness, Sadness, Happiness, Sadness......

Switching, turning craaazy ARGH!!

Ok. I haven't posted for AGES... there's like heaps of stuff that happened. Like me going to Ilot Maitre with ma classe and getting sunburned and being random with Mike. But also sad stuff like the last day of school.

Clearing out my locker, giving back the books. Saying goodbye, interviewing random people...
Interviewing random people?!?! Okay... but it's true I went around Interviewing people. OMG!
Anyway, it was so sad I nearly cried. After school we went to the "Jardin botanique" first. Where I was walking around with a Santa Clause hat. Later on we went to the beach. I wanted to be close to him. But he was with his friends and stuff. That day was the last time I would see him. It was pretty sad and when everyone was in the water i even shed a few tears, but shush!

In the park we saw Ikai with his girlfriend...they were making out! So wrong! But I talked to Ikai that day. He was really nice. He asked me where I'm going and stuff and if I would go with Jules. And he asked wether Mike and Hugo were going out. Hehe. Yeah, so I met Jules at the beach and Edouard offered me beer. And this other strange kid offered me a cigarette. Hello?! So as I said, when everyone was in the water and nobody was looking I put on my sunglasses, listened to music and cried a little.

I feel really maped right now. I'm losing him. But I've kinda developped a crush on somebody else. I'm totally torn apart inside. And also so sad to leave my class. But I've got some good news aswell. In January I might be going to Germany for a few weeks. If I do I'll try to make out with "Computer" .... hehe

So, yeah that is all ...despite my semi-happy blog entry I'm really depressed and sad..

2008-11-28T11:02:00.000-08:00

What a totally wasted day..

I get up late... rush, rush, rush ..to get myself ready...when my mum tells me she can drive me to school, meaning I have another half an hour .... Twas a Friday, certain to be lame. What an underestimation....

To start the day:
2 Hours of Physics! He showed as a DVD of a French comedian....I stayed with it for one hour and slipped outside for the second.

Next:
A French lesson....boring as can be...lots of not concentrated children and a shouting teacher.

Food:
For our brake we first went to the study hall and then off to eat. Food? No! I would describe it as a mush accompanied by bread and water and an ice cream to finish. Frankly, I have even forgotten what we had eaten.

Brake:
Later on we kinda just sat around singing or loitering in front of the study hall. Always trying to get away and hide from Benjamin who is really annoying! So the bell rings, next is german class and Stef is going to do some practicing for the big show that night!

Remark:
He has not said hi! If he even noticed me!

German class:
Movie. Goodbye Lenin. French under titles. No sound. He not there. Fun anyway. Sort of.

Sports:
Oh dreadfulness has marched upon us. The beast risen with new pride. I knew I should be scared. She (our hated sports teacher) asks me why I skipped school. I try the "no understando" thing. But she kept digging deeper and deeper. She kept asking and asking. Everybody was saying stuff. Me scared. But they were all standing behind me shouting stuff at the teacher. Anyway, in the end I could say she's a bit long winded but next time she does it: I'll die. So we went to the sports terrain thing a ma bob and waited for the bus. Which, when it came, was canceled by our dear friend. So we sat on the terrain for the remaining 2 and a half hours. Yay?

In this time we walked around leaving the beloved teacher all by herself. Maxime had brought a bottle of Orangina which was from 2007. We opened, it spat inside and offered it to the teacher. She didn't want it though. I had the feeling she didn't trust us. So the rest of the time everybody was lingering about. Damon beating Loan and Maureen up, later trying to force a big stick in my mouth, my butt and up front.

-----> So after these 3 hours you would expect our respected madam lady to let us go early. Ha! Yeah, right! But we left, so guess what! I've got another "avertissements".

Night:
I rushed home. Showered. Got dressed. And went to Stephanie's place for her parents to take me to her concert thing. So we got there and everybody was there. And guess who was dancing a wallisian islander dance.... yes, him. But again, no sign of him noticing me. Stef sang well. And guess what: There was a song by Simple Plan. When I'm gone. "Every wasted day, becomes a wasted chance!" Thanks honey, that cheered me up. Everybody else was good too. But we kinda left early. But hey, one guy kept sending me sms... maybe I've got a new secret lover now. Hopefuly not.

To sum up the day:
Movies. A day without him. Avertissement. Lover.

Great!

2008-11-25T22:01:00.000-08:00

blah...

*annoyed sigh*

I have absolutely nothing to tell you, and I have realized that my blog is pretty boring ....

*yawn*

but---> hey, hey!

I can tell you a romantic story, listen up!

[...."He saw her walking in front. She was just strolling along like it was a normal day, ignoring the pouring rain. She was barefoot, holding her shoes in one hand. It was a perfect picture. Only ruined by a passing car driving through a puddle, drenching her. He sensed her smiling. She didn't seem to mind at all. She loved the rain, he knew. He picked up speed to get closer to her until he was walking beside her.
-Hey, you....she said quietly
-Hey, he replied
There was nothing more to be said. Nothing could be important enough to intrude this moment. Suddenly she stopped. Turned towards him and slowly got up on her toes. She closed her eyes and placed her lips gently on his trapping a few rain drops between them. The moment lasted. Their lips parted when she let herself down again, she started walking. He took her hand and they walked together....".....]

Ah, yes....perfect for the rainy weather that is outside right now...
Ohhh....he was at school again today. He even said hi... *sighing*
OMG ....something else. (I live in a hotel, to get to the elevator you pass through a corridor. The corridor is lined by other doors and windows. They have milky glass because the windows lead to the bathroom).....Anyway I was on my way to Tennis, walking through the corridor when I started smelling Shampoo and heard someone singing. Suddenly I walk by a window and find the source. I didn't look exactly but behind this open window was a man showering!! Did he seriously think it was safe to shower with the window opened to a public corridor???

HELLO?!?! What kind of sick world is this? I'm done for today. I'm traumatised. Adieu sweet world until tomorrow....

2008-11-24T21:56:00.000-08:00

Foxtrot Uniform Charlie Kilo

All I wanted to let you know is that EVERYTHING is ok now...

We got a warning on Monday and we thought we were gonna be dead. Already thinking about what to tell our parents and stuff

but

just before we left in the afternoon Marcial (God bless him) ask us to come to his office and to show him the "avertissements" It was kinda embarrassing 'cause mine was crumpled. Anyway to make a long story short Stef told him about the racist teacher and stuff so he took them away...

*Angels singing, light surrounding everything*

But I have other news:
Ikai has a girlfriend!
I know, very unsuspected...but I dreamed about him having a girlfriend a month ago....creepy...

Anyway, I'm hoping he (our worst enemy) will now be a little bit happier ...

Why I love New Caledonia!

2008-11-23T20:53:00.000-08:00

The people don't care what the hell I am wearing. There's no chattering about how expensive or good looking my new top is, in the morning when I come to school. That is why I can finally wear what I actually feel like. I can wear my favourite big jumpers, my favourite shoes, my jeans and put my hair up. I love the way the air smells just before the rain and right after. I love the way it's rainy when I want to wear something cuddly and it's sunny when I want to wear something pretty. I love the way I actually have the chance to take the beach for granted. I love the way I can get up look outside, see a cloudy sky and still want to do something. I love the way the wind sometimes knocks me over and the short rain showers which clear the air and my head. I love how I actually have a favourite spot to sit, where the waves crash against the rocks. I love how the water can be turquoise and calm or dark blue and stormy. I love that my way to school involves walking in the morning breeze and not sitting in buses and subways for hours. I love the way the people honk to greet you, not to curse. I love the way I can say “Bonjour!” to everyone on the streets if I'm feeling good and they'll actually respond nicely. Or I can smile at a bus driver and he'll wave. I love the way the people are all so relaxed. I love how the school has a little garden and chairs to sit and chat about the important things in life in between the classes. I love the way we have havepretty long recesses to talk. I love my locker. My assistant, my slave, my closet, my second home. I love the way the heart on my lock reminds me of the people I love, every morning. I love the way I get all excited about Fridays during the week and how sad I am at the weekend because I think I totally stuffed up my only chance in German classes . I love the way people say “Hi!” to me in the mornings, even though I might not even know them yet. I love saying hello with two kisses. I love the way some people try to speak German just because of me. It makes me feel special. I love the way there are sometimes fights in the afternoon break. It's always an exciting part in school everyday life. Running after the two fighters and getting caught up in a huge crowd. Pure chaos. I love the way the cleaning lady doesn't clean that well and leaves my stuff chaotic, just the way I like it. I love the way I have something to miss. I love the way the beautiful things here let me forget the things I miss. I love the way everything is so tropical. I love the plants and the hibiscus everywhere I go. I love how my favourite flower, Frangipani , is in almost every garden. I love the way there are coconuts in abundance. But I think most of all there is one thing I absolutely love the most about New Caledonia: la 3°1. It is the most perfect class ever. I love everything about them. And every person in it. I love the tight relationship in our class. I love the way I can actually write that it is “our” class. I love that I am a member in this wonderful class. There is yet someone to mention and that of course is my German class. I absolutely adore them. From the sweet girls to the big boys. I love how they talk German and how relaxed the atmosphere is. I love how we get to listen to music. Although not always with permission. I love how we talk about “des grands mots” in French and in German. I love how I can gossip with Anaïs in German and nobody a knows what we are talking about. I love the way the German teacher needs my help. And that I am the total King at at least one subject. I love the way everybody hates the sports teacher and we have the short trips to the table tennis hall and back. I love the afternoon on “Ile aux canards” or in my pool. I love how we photograph good looking strangers. I love the parties. I love the sunsets and the sunrises. I love how much I hate the girl in my tennis classes and I have no idea why. I love Halloween and getting stuff in my hair. Or being emo with loan at a sleepover. I love sitting in church with Stef talking about how to steal the necklace of the guy with the cool hair. Or showing everyone our “cool” handshake. I love walking barefoot from school in the rain. I love my new blue bracelet. I love hating the holidays because of my love sickness. I love loitering in front of the library with a fake library card which, when having, it's not hard to have fun. I love my “meilleure ami” of english classes, who sits next to me and is just as bored as me. Or our basketball team, that has no chance of beating the others. I love making funny photos in music class or sleeping in art class. I love watching the wallisians dance in the break or seeing how everybody is trying to open Nathan's lock, and it's not working. I love driving with the bus. I love hanging around place de cocotiers, without any expectations of course.

In such a short time this has all grown so important to me. I dedicate this to you, my island. I am so glad to have moved to New Caledonia. I love you, Noumea. I love you, New Caledonians. I love you, Palms. I love you, my girls.

2008-11-21T23:01:00.000-08:00

I can't believe it!
It's like I attract problems.... I skipped school on Friday with two friends, and now?? We're gonna get a warning and our parents are gonna be called...I don't know how they'll react....

Marion's party is soon...will they let me go?? I don't know!

My dear friend has a long distance relationship and it's kinda not going too well and I really wanna kill this guy!! Who does he think he is hurting her like that!

And my love life? Worse than ever!!
His ex is trying to kill herself, he doesn't show up to school and everybody hates him!!

My way out of this shit??
Fall Out Boy to the maximum and jumping and singing as loud as I can. Hoping the music will blast the misery right out of me!

broken cookies?

2008-11-18T21:20:00.000-08:00

OMG....after yesterdays dilemma with the cookies and the flames[see link "Stef"] I'm really scared to make more..but hey, it's for needy people

I smell something burning o.O

Oh yeah, today was Wednesday so I guess you know (no, you don't!) that I take the bus into town for my booster driving lessons. And usually theres someone on the bus with me that is very special....but I don't think I can post what happened today yet -_-''

I'll need lots of Ben&Jerry's first ='(

15 min later:

You wil not believe it .....as I'm writing this post my mum calls me over and the cookies are seriously burnt ...so we just went to Super U and bought TWO new packages so that if the next one gets burnt too we'll have back-up!!

Anyway, my heart is broken and "Il est libre" thats at least what he said....
So should I be happy or not??

2008-11-16T21:46:00.000-08:00

EVERYONE KNOWS!! or at least the will by tomorrow....and why?? because of one stupid little blabbermouth which I will not name ....grrr....

[I am seriously pissed]

But this leads me to some thoughts I have been having.....

that thought is called: "Why does he not like me?"

- Actually I don't know but maybe I'm too:
°silly
°ugly
°fat
°stupid
°random
°dumb
°girly
°loud
°embarrassing
°english (as in NOT speaking french)
°friendly
°happy
°smiley
°small
°etc....

I mean WHY do I single, all the time?? Do boys just not like me...am I doing something wrong?? How come some girls (Stef aka. Mike) NEVER single for long and then there are others (me) who wander the world all alooone.... I don't know why, I don't know how...but who cares....

By tomorrow everyone will know who I like, they'll start mocking me and I will die... until then I will keep blogging because I still have a LOT to tell you ...

ok ...see ya in 2 mins :P

Just a random thought

2008-11-15T20:13:00.000-08:00

when I think about the people I know...they're always people from school .....

WAIT! don't say ...."nah, really?! Man, you're clever!"

But seriously, do you have a strong relationship to someone you bumped into one day? Probably not..[unless you are smashingly beautiful or very desperate]

The people we know, we know from sports clubs, churches, hanging out places and school. Sooo....I have decided,that when the holidays arrive I while make friends with people on the street. I don't know HOW yet but I will.

Crazy to think I probably wouldn't know my girls if I went to another school. Or to think I wouldn't know my "boy" or our arch enemy Iaki. Life would be so plain.

So yesterday I was walking around thinking about the people on the street. If were attending a different school, living in another suburb and doing other sports I might know these people. Strange, but a thought maybe not everybody has had yet.

So now the question "why" comes up!

Yesterday an old man came up to me and started talking to me. Now to be serious, I didn't understand a word he mumbled. But if I saw him again I would be able to remember his name. Why aren't there more people just chatting to you on the streets? Because we call them crazy! If you think about it....how often has an elderly person started talking to you? How many times has someone started chit-chatting in the supermarket or on the bus. Me? Many times, but I always feel bugged by them....But wouldn't we know so many more people if we just talked to these people? And even if there old, or crazy..so what?! They're lonely! You might just have made they're day!

Strange....yet, simple!

2008-11-15T19:53:00.000-08:00

Don't you just <3 style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"> skin?? a big round of applause for Stephanie *applauding and whooping*

um...yeah ...it's the weekend and I don't think I've ever been this bored!

I'm walking around the house.Looking into the fridge every 5 minutes. Walking around. Looking in cupboards (??). Flipping through my school books. Walking around. Wondering where my parents are. Making up funny stories and then laughing about them. 5 minutes later: laughing to myself again.Going on the Internet.Playing cards while waiting for youtube to load.Reading my future out of "UNO" cards. Going to the kitchen.Looking in the fridge. Sitting on the veranda.And finally writing everything on the Blog.

I mean seriously, that's pretty sad.

look what i found: `O-O` .....do you see what it is?

A: Those are glasses....

again...pretty sad. but don't feel sorry, tomorrow we have school. THEN you can feel sorry for me!

sChoOl

2008-11-12T01:45:00.000-08:00

Yes, Stef my dear
You knew this was gonna come,

Don't try to hide......

I must reply to your blog entry about ~school~.....[ahh...that horrible, horrible word again]

Yeah, we learn but we learn so many things that do not interest us like, if we aren't interested in the theme why do they make us learn it? + if we already learn it we get tested...and if we our disinterest is marked badly

Bad Mark=Supidity

That's unfair just because I hate Histoire/Geo and I'm not interested doesn't mean I'm stupid... you can't judge intellectuality by interests and marks but .....everybody seems to do it anyway You know school has a bad system it's not the fact of "learning" that is bad ......... it's how it's beeing packaged......

I have average marks because i've been travelling alot and always with new languages so I miss quiet a lot at school ...... does that make me stupid??

How come experience isn't graded?? How come sociabilty isn't graded??

Aren't these the things [along with general knowledge] we NEED in life to succeed ??
I can study as hard ass as I want, I get great marks.....but I don't get along with people I have heavy cliches about other nationalities .....

I know that this is just the other extreme but putting our stuff together will make a good average!!

2008-11-12T00:58:00.000-08:00

I knoooooooooooow! I'll be into this whole blogging thing for a week and then I'll stop....but I'm gonna het cookies for making a blOg <3