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October 29th, 2006
07:03 pm She's ruining my sex life.
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October 28th, 2006
02:35 pm Well here is the long overdue post detailing the week of paradise that was Straddie.
Straddie was amazing. Just a collection of unforgetable moments. Like lying on Adder Rock; daytimes in the hammock overlooking the ocean, nightime on our backs staring at the stars. Or having a smoke with Hoolio and Lang Lang and just sitting back and listening to Hoolio's spiel about existentialism and such. As well as special brownies that inspired new found co-ordination, wrestling and other good times. Spending whole mornings just sitting with Blake rolling cigarettes, not wanting to be anywhere else doing anything else. Simone and I's mission after Nathan Collins said we could help ourselves to his food. Feeling very very sick afterwards. My hardcore sunburn. Massages. Pimp My Aboriginal with Ja Rule. What the fuck and card games. Singalongs, sometimes with red frog people. Red frog people. Straddie burgers and not being able to open my jaw wide enough to eat my Straddie burger, "it hurts but it tastes so good." Discovering that the best way to make Lang Lang stop talking is to kiss him. Discovering that kissing Lang Lang isn't just a good distraction, its also just good. Lucy being a total mess and the po po calling her parents. Fieldy vomiting in our tent, Lucy abusing him and then Lucy vomiting in our tent the next night. The boys announcing "their tent is fucked, if you need to do a piss just do it in there." Anklets. Snuggling with Benji. Wednesday. Wait till Wednesday, just wait till Wednesday. Wednesday was a good day. 2 cartons between us, drinking from 10 am and ending up in garbage bag dresses. One moment, getting serenaded, just me, Bass and his guitar. I cannot listen to better together without thinking of Straddie.
And then there was the memories that weren't as good. But I don't like regrets and I learnt a lot. I got hurt so, so badly. Not heartbroken, it just wasn't like that. But I got hurt.
I also learnt that I'm extrememely selfish and judgemental and that's not okay. When you're friends with people for the wrong reasons you end up with the wrong kind of friends that aren't ever going to do the right thing by you.
I think Mum's a little indignant that a bunch of state school boys taught me a lesson she's been trying to instill in me for 17 years.
They were the kind of people who pick an apple up off the ground and start on the good side.
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"No" really means "yes." "Don't touch me," means "I wanna have sex." Good girl. A.K.A slut. When she says, "get off me," stick it in her butt.
Foul, yes. Degrading, yes. Love it, yes. hahahah
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You make me feel so...mainstream.
Sleeping beauty.
Dead set.
What ya doin?.. Nothin' just chittin'
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"Maybe one day I'll wake up and this will all have been just a beautiful dream." ( Read more... )
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July 21st, 2006
11:48 am Woah just realised I hadn't updated for 3 months before that last one. So I'll do a quick review of what's happened in that time...
-Pretty much started failing school -Churchie Ball -Had another gathering -Started and ended things with Lucky -Beginning of Quail and Daj -Beginning of the word Daj -Turned 20 -Daj's show started -Working at Jeans West got shit -Ben Harper concert -Dan Kelly's -Yr 9 social (hahaha went off) -June/July holidays: rap battle, parties, conrad's, saudi's many gathering's, qcs practise and the resulting artwork; pain, suffering, QCS. -Our Formal -Nudgee Formal
Song of the holidays: Grillz. Song that embodies our first night clubbing: I'm in love with a stripper.. put it on repeat Tash.
"Yes I'm a slut and a drug dealer.. I like to hussle." "Good girl Loz, I'll lick you out later...yessss" "The chicken is then violently raped from behind -feathers fly-" "One, just be patient don't be squatting like an asian." "I can't stop raving" "MINNNGGGERRRBBBOOOXXXX" "Hey Ms Gataldin, what's better than a Bridie cloak?" "Hey Mitch... shut ya mouth!"
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09:08 am God that was strange to see you again Introduced by a friend of a friend Smiled and said 'yes I think we've met before' In that instant it started to pour.
I love that song. Isn't that just the strangest moment? That instance of 'I used to know you'. I guess It'd be like that if I crossed paths with Grace again. I knew everything about her and now nothing but a bunch of photos and my own memories are left to attest that that time happened at all. Kind of like being introduced to the Loreto school captain, thinking I'm pretty sure I wasted 2 years of my life at that school with you. Shouldn't say wasted, Claire reads this. Anyway, that's also exactly how it's going to be with Lucky. Getting introduced at a Laurie's party, both of us with history in our minds but still just smiling and saying 'yes I think we've met before'. It really wouldn't surprise me. Not that we ever really had much worth remembering. It was one of those pretend things that looked better from the outside. It was also one of those rare encounters that had a clear, defined end. It reminds me of the time my parents hijacked Claire and I and took us to the middle of nowhere. We had nothing to do but walk. We'd walk and walk AND WALK till we both got a sense that we had walked far enough and we'd turn around and walk back. Lucky and I both got that sense. But he went in the direction of Cammy's 18th and I went in the direction of Rodney's pants. Hahaha.
I especially appreciate Natasha running into Lucky in the city and saying, "well while you were gone Bridie fucked a guy who was really hot and coming from me, that's saying a lot." Hahahahahaha not the most dignified speech but i'm definately still grateful, I love that girl.
Sexy revenge.
That's the same night Daj and her got caught for both using her I.D. Worst luck ever. Actually it wasn't bad luck it was that bitch slut whore Sarah who ratted them out. And then to top things off they got in a car crash. Jared is a fucking retard. He was speeding and drifting in the rain. The car got wrapped around a pole, luckily no one was too badly hurt but Maddie got a concussion and has the mother of all bruises on her hip. She's taken the whole thing as a sign of too much too soon.
I want her to keep coming out but I'm starting to feel the same way. I mean Sof, a fucking pill muncher. Sometimes things don't feel so out of control because you have those people in your life that are always stable, that you can anchor yourself to. And now Sof's doing pills. It's like if Claire started sleeping around. The world's gone mad.
I don't know where to draw the line anymore. Get loose, get crunk, have fun. We all party hard. But the distinction between grottochick and crack whore is fading fast hahaha.
Nah, we're all okay. We might be driving recklessly in Jack Burrows' car, dabbling in drugs, vomiting all over Saudi's house and clubbing prematurely but I can also see that we've grown up a little bit. At parties the grade 10's and 11's (even 9's these days, little faggots) remind me of the way we used to get trashed every saturday night and hook up with anything with a pulse. Well Torie still wipes herself out now and again and Maddie hooks up a lot but we do boring responsible things like not drinking when we have to work early in the morning and we don't go places so much without having a way home. Well not so much anyway.
The moral of the story? Don't get fooled by baby hair, don't get in a car with Jared.
I'm not sorry I met you I'm not sorry it's over I'm not sorry there's nothing to say.
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April 20th, 2006
08:14 pm - 5 days of sin 5 days 4 parties 1 gathering at mine 2 very unhappy parents 16 hours sleep 23 hours work 3 proper meals 4 kg's lost 70 cigarettes More sexy times A lottttttt of booze
I still can't believe I lost 4 kilos in 5 days. I should like market a new diet. "Get so drunk you forget to eat". Oh yeah.
Some of the highlights of the week included:
-Standing at Woolowin train station arguing about which way the city is. "But I can see the fucking city lights". All in my mind was it bitches?
-Shaking with disgust from port.
-Ending up in lacy bra and panties at the end of the night, no matter where I was.
-Torie being stoned "Shutup mum you white bitch or I'll bust a cap in yo' ass!"
-So sick of love songs
-Jeez Bridie just don't worry about it.. Torie would know.
To be continued...
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April 16th, 2006
04:42 pm - 5 days... 4 days 4 parties 12 hours sleep 17 hours work 2 proper meals 50 cigarettes Some sex Couple of litres of booze
1 night to go... gotta keep it up. Ahhhhhhhhhhh. Current Mood: hungover Current Music: so sick of love songs
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February 12th, 2006
09:42 pm - Mission Clown Elimination Okay the plan is to assassinate Ronald McDonald and watch his empire crumble.
Tonight at work was crazytown night.
-I had one lady tell me that the best thing about Maccas was the curry sauce and that i had taken that away from her.
-A lady that wanted everything fresh and calculated that our nuggets had been up for 5 minutes and it takes her 4 minutes to get home and after 8 minutes you're in food poisoning territory. Seeing we keep our nuggets for 20 minutes I have no idea what she was talking about.
-Then there was the foreign guy who i went to give his money and receipt. He started shouting, flailing his arms around and swatting my hand away like I was holding a grenade, not 75 cents and piece of paper. I finally worked out he didnt want the receipt.
-There was the lady who drove off without 50c change and chose to park and wait 5 minutes unitll I could walk out and give it to her.
-And finally the Christian stampede. Every now and again about 40 young people decide to arrive without warning after church like Jesus told them to eat Maccas. I'm always really rude to them because well they're Christians, they aint gonna bite back and also because how dare they be so rude as to want to give us so much business.
The only thing that's keeping me there is the fact I know everything about everything. And I know I sounded like a certain tutor saying that but there you go. I really can't be bothered started over again somewhere else. But I fear if I don't I'll go fucking insane. Current Mood: exhausted Current Music: Captain and Tenille- Love Will Keep Us Together
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December 16th, 2005
12:06 am - Quotes of my life. "You have beautiful eyes. You've got a beautiful pussy too, too bad it's all ragged up." -Ohhh the charm's of a 16 year old boy.
"When you have sex you might wanna do it with a virgin. He might not fuck you so hard." -Ahh the wisdom of a 16 year old boy.
"Wait... you can switch your brain off just like that? Woah, you're just like a dude. High five!" -My brother's observation.
"Omg trish actually believes I have AIDS. She asked Patto if I know where I got it from." -One of the more tame rumours going around.
Why's he asking me to do something? He doesn't do something with somebodys like me. And I dont do anything with anybody like him. -A simple relationship.
"Why aren't you working there?" "They picked all the nice people. I think they wanted someone that didn't... yell at the customers so much." "I don't think you should work in customer service anymore." -Career advice.
Excuse me how many girls did u have sexual intercourse with at Schoolies? -Holly's attempt at tactfullness.
I always used to think you were some kind of sexual predator. Sorry about that. -My attempt at tactfullness.
"Oh and it was just so funny because her shirt said slut. BAH!" "Hmmm must have been one of those you had to be there things." Mother/daughter meaningful conversation.
"...we should make them jelly wrestle" -Conflict resolution.
"No beef jerkey for you!" -Great displeasure.
"This one time i was sitting in the box from our new washing machine, really pleased with myself because boxes were hard to come by in our house and i got up to get something from the kitchen and when i returned he was bashing the absolute shit out of my box and i started crying hysterically. He thought it was great." -Fond childhood memories.
"Well you're just a, a praying mantis!" -Most insulting comment, ever.
"What would you know, you're just a Claire." -Almost as bad.
"You my friend are like a good bottle of red wine." -The highest compliment I can give.
Yours, Bridie Zerber Party Liason, Aryan Superwoman. Current Mood: Wolfmother sucks. Current Music: Unsettle My Heart- The Boat People
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December 11th, 2005
08:32 pm - Cat? I have a cat as my user picture. This is worrying. My cat is runty and old. And I certainly don't take photo's of it trying to be cute. If I find this cat I will eat it. Just for principle. Current Mood: hungry
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November 19th, 2005
08:45 pm Just an afterthought...
I miss the year 12's already. Don't you ever get the feeling that everything's moving too quickly without you? Like when you've got no place to be at no particular time and you're walking through the city. I used to love that feeling. I spent a whole Christmas holidays strolling past Marcs and Oroton on my way to Jacinta's Dad's place. I wish those holidays could have lasted forever. Days at JoJo's, afternoons eating fat free, flour free, bread free bread and nights in the pool and sauna. It freaks me out that Jacinta and I aren't even friends anymore. It freaks me out even more that things aren't going to be exactly like that ever again, the way we were. The way we are with the yr 12's now is going to be 'the way we were'in no time at all. Thing's definately can't stay the same. I still want Allan to be in basically the same social circles, I still want powerhouse gatherings with familiar faces from school and I want parties that don't end early coz the 'big kids' are going clubbing. Hahaha I'm scared of being the oldest ones at school.
Oh well, boo hoo. Love Bridie.
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08:22 pm - Schoolies. Well Allan is off at Schoolies and I was thinking... Schoolies is going to be just like Straddie but like times a million. I can't even fathom how good that's going to be. Straddie but with MORE booze and MORE sex. I didn't even think it was possible. It'll have the same crazy po po presence, getting felt up by Torie, swimming, getting an eyeful of Dajana's tits, sunbaking, getting drunk and possibly on the news and even our red frog friends. The only difference is we might come back malnutritioned this time and it'll be minus the ferny grove boys but plus another couple of thousand boys. Gah! As Torie would say about sitting between Outhewaite and Donovan, I'm in heaven. Hahahaha.
I'm so young, schoolies is so far away. SO FAR. I've still got to get through a modern assignment, multistrand and maths exam before I've even finished year 11.
On another topic my mother wants me to get counseling. Bah. She says I'm angry. Hahahaha me? I'm as laid back as cheech and chong. Except for the outbursts, and even with those you've just got to stay out of my warpath. Mum can just wait and see the kind of anger she receives if she actually tries to drag me along to a counseling session. Last year at the end of the year I got a Hawaiian massage (which I must say is very..naked), this year I get a visit with a shrink. Crazy doctors.
Aaaaaaanyway I've got to go so I'll say this quick.. Simone's was exciting and slightly degrading for all involved, formal was better than expected, we have nothing to do for New Year's, I got the shit hacked out of my hair and Caihin's having a party.
I miss Claire, we saw Saw II. Crazy gross beginning, crazy stupid ending. Harry Potter movie comes out soon HAH! Not Slytherin, not Slytherin! Anything but Slytherin hahahaha. "Why are you wearing a witch's hat Bridie" To keep the rain off. "Oh... carry on". I just want to do August again and forgot all this ridiculous November bussines with too many assessment items, far too many hours at work yet still not enough money and bikini season! Shudder.
I'm off.
Love the Smitten Kitten. Current Mood: blah Current Music: Desperado, The Eagles.
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October 1st, 2005
01:55 pm Do not adjust your monitor. It really is an update from Bridie.
I actually meant to put some effort in for an entry about Straddie so I could have something documented that wasn't our sex lives. But I'll do it later. I better write something about the semi.
The company, food and dancing was good. Losing my camera was bad. The music was terrible. But overall I had heaps of fun. Everyone looked like hot little sluts and I want to fuck Holly's shoes. I should put the few pictures I do have up for the people that aren't members of grottochix. Actually who am I kidding, it's probably just Caihin reading this. I'll show you at school my busty maths sidekick.
Ummm the post. It got pretty good by the end of it. I didn't even get that trashed and I had the best time. Apart from that bit where I just decided that balancing on your own accord is for pussies, I was pretty lucid. There was so much alcohol everywhere. I would've taken home 2 half bottles of vodka if I hadn't smashed the first one and lost the second one. In the space of about 10 minutes. Laura gave me this damp plastic bag to put them in and i was standing there with vodka dripping down my leg going "jeez this bag really is soaked". Then it started gushing all over my feet and I sorta realised. So I ditched the bag and the broken bottle and was standing there with Lachy with the raspberry vodka. And then I was hooking up and then about 2 minutes later I was somewhere else with no vodka. I think he pulled some crazy magic trick or I ditched it somehow in the process but it's still a little crazy and unfortunate.
On the subject of that boy, he is the best kisser I have ever encountered. Is it in Sex and the City where she meets that guy and all she wants to do is hook up 24/7? It was like that. Mmmmmm. I'm thinking about it right now.
Hehehehe Sophie and Chester hooked up. I love that kid. *Insert 70's porn music here* When we were walking home he found it completely necessary to pull out this giant real estate sign and run it down the street to pitch it in someone else's front yard about 20 houses down. Thought it was absolutely fucking hilarious. That these people might wake up and find there house was sold. I didn't even bother pointing out the flaws in his evil plan.
Biggest champion moment of the whole event was when Torie's mum went out and bought everyone maccas for breakfast. There was 13 people staying in Torie's little downstairs area and still 11 at breakfast time. Victoria is my idol.
In conclusion I would like to say that Josh is a dirty liar. Current Mood: tired Current Music: Foo Fighters -Gimme Stitches
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May 29th, 2005
08:01 am Going to see Downfall this afternoon. It feels so good to be going to a movie that isn't overly commercialised. And like.... isn't star wars. Not that I have any problems with Anakin, oh no siree. We just finished our unit on Hitler in modern so I thought I might go and actually learn something now. Is there any better place to get an education then tv/movies? I must admit though all the psychological power study stuff was cool. Happens to the best of us. I don't think I've mentioned Gordo in here yet but he's our student teacher hehehe. "It's Mr GORDON." "Sure thing Gordo." I loved seeing him in the corridors at school and giving him a big smile while waving frantically at him going GORDO HEY GORDO! He'd just give a little nod and a smile and keep walking. Hahah Gordo was a marine. He gave it up to pursue his passion. Gave up the marines to be a teacher, fancy that. Mum was telling me about this friend of hers who used to like own Suncorp and was one rich, rich, lonely lady. She gave it all up to be a masseuse.
I hope I never stay in one place too long. Hoff Hoff was one of the only teachers that had a real impact on me and she had been a dental nurse, an actress, a secretary and then a teacher. Sometimes I wonder what Gordo's thinking when Jess asks in VRG what procedure would be if aliens landed in the school. Or when someone asks if Nepal is in Europe. Or when Dajana makes a twenty minute Capitalist speech to the class. Sometimes I wonder if he's a spy. He knows so much random shit. He sits next to me and mutters all the answers to the questions to himself. Works for me. But the point is Miss Palethorpe was away unexpectedly the other day. Gordo took it upon himself to lead the lesson. I asked him if he was ready for it, he thought so. "We might throw stuff at you." Lol we only really do that at Miss Cav. But really, I've never seen someone so drunk on power. He gave us homework! Even Miss Palethorpe doesn't do that. It goes to show how much people can change.
I saw Suzie at work the other day. She treated me full like a customer. It was kind of sad. I thought maybe she's just doing her job properly. Or maybe we're strangers now. I left after an in-genuine 'have a nice day' and thought how much I missed those people that I only used to see at school. I've decided I'm definitely going to schoolies with that pack of drunks I like to call the lourdes girls. Jacinta would probably find a way to study or some shit. She used to be such good value. I loved being out with her and being drunk with her. But now she's always hitting the books (poor things) or lending the rest of her precious time to other people. I have no use for her anymore and it's a damned shame. I miss you my cintabelle. But yeah lourdes girls for schoolies.
I went to a lauries party with Grace last night which was kind of a letdown. We got to see our real teen buddy Liam at least. Except we were reminiscing and having fun and all that and he was just sort of like okay nice seeing you, leave now. The whole party was a bit like that. The only new guy I met was, I reckon, at least 45. He spoke really loudly and liked laughing at me. Somehow I ended up gravitating to an Iona party. Which was good fun. Bad thing about my brother being there is that he's an embarrassment. Good thing being that when Dad rang to ask when we were coming home he was like whenever we fuckin feel like it. Which happened to be about 1. Shoulda gone to the Iona party from the beginning. "I know you miss my lovin, my thuggin, thug loviiiiin." Poor little fitchy. She kept kind of collapsing with her head in Blake's crotch. I was whispering to him "I think she's keen Blake." Hmmm about that other thing. I didn't actually care. Just sick of people trying to make conflict for fun. Cry me a river sugar tits, it's not all about you. I just think maybe some things aren't worth it. Once I got out of year 10 I sorta realised that when you don't wanna deal with the consequences of your shit then don't do it. If you can deal with them go for fuckin gold.
That reminds me. I talked to that young kid at my work again the other day. I'd really like to cane him. (Yeah that's right.. cane) But even though it's only a year's different it's just so obvious. I find myself nodding wistfully and saying stuff like "well back when I was in year 10" and "those were the days"
That entry was tooooo long. You're all just lucky I can't sleep when I'm hungover. In response to "she who deserts others who are obviously cooler than her" it's a metaphor for 'that guy'. We all want him but no-one wants to admit they do.
Also I just thought I'd add some shitty poetry to the whole ordeal...
It's sitting on the bench it's plain for you to see the tim tam packet's empty I say it wasn't me the devil made me do it, his dark took the last one and left the packet sitting there his evil will is done.
BRIDIE Current Mood: calm Current Music: Numb All Over- Dallas Crane
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April 3rd, 2005
09:57 pm - Advice, like youth, probably just wasted on the young. I'm a touch sick of high and mighty fellow yr 11er's and their "good advice". I'm 15. I know this because everytime I ask my mother if i can do something she deems inappropriate or talk to her about drinking she yells this fact at me. "Mum can you buy me drinks for the party this weekend?" "You're 15!".
So I'm aware of my age and I intend to act it. No other time in my life will it be not just tolerated but expected that I make stupid decisions, do crazy stuff and just generally engage in reckless abandon. I'm gonna get maggot, hook up and have fun. I'm gonna do all that before I'm middle aged and wishing children hadn't gotten a hold of my schedule, gravity a hold of my tits and time a hold of my opportunities. I'm never going to be this young, this able, this hot or have any less people relying on me than this very minute. So I intend to take advantage of that fact.
However one thing I refuse to be involved in is all this feelings crap. The "Angsty Teenager" is just one step too far in relation to predictability (and patheticness). This guy was telling me about how he had rescued many a friend from the depths of depression. This is the same kid who likes to tell girls that they're fat in hope that they might go kill themselves. I dunno, maybe the fat chicks and the depressed friends can join forces and create some sort of hybrid reality TV show. Like 'The Biggest and Most Emo Loser." What the hell! Lets just give them all makeovers. Coz we all know pretty means happy. BTW I know what a hybrid is solely because Dave messaged me it's definition during my end of year science exam last year. Best piece of tutoring i ever got off him.
In closing, between my last post and this one I started and ended a relationship. I got told my mother is leading me astray and that while I'm, quote "nice and cool" I come across as a little slut. Hahahah awesome.
I also better add the obligatory Easter holidays update. Jesus wants me to call him. Aint gonna happen. I gave up Catholicism for Lent and have no plans of picking it up anytime soon. Mum and Dad went away for 4 days over easter. Was sober for maybe half of one of those days. Lol. Mum bought me an Easter present regardless of the fact I refused to celebrate the holiday as it was hypocritical to denounce a religion then continue to accept chocolate for being a part of it. She told me I'd have to make up my own holiday so she could give me my present. Cue National Bridie Day. Hahah. Easter presents were unknowingly accepted as National Bridie Day presents. I aint no hypocrite. I've already started planning for Christmas. I was thinking of some kind of Pantless Wonders day. God knows we need more pantless people... join the revolution.
P.S Please don't tell my godmother about any of this. It just might kill her. Quite possibly the disbelievers killed the Pope. (No disrespect Claire).
BRIDIE
BTW A really hot guy started at work. Turns out he's in yr 10. It's not illegal to look is it? Current Mood: listless Current Music: Scars- Papa Roach
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March 19th, 2005
05:26 pm - True it's random, but at what cost? Everyone wants me back. I’m not gonna say everyone wants me. I’m not a narcissist. But a lot of people want me back. Jesus wants me back in the religion, Grace wants me back in that shamble of a relationship she likes to call a friendship and I’m sure there’s someone/thing that wants me back on the mother ship. We all know I’m not from here.
I also however know of someone that doesn’t want to see me in his part of town. I’m not going to mention names but DOMINIC JOHN LEYDEN. I don’t care if he reads this entry. In fact I hope he does. I hope he’s reading it right now. And if he is I’d like to reiterate the words of a noble and talented artist… Jo Jo. “Get out. Leave, right now.” … Your mum can stay.
Hahaha I’m not really that cut but defs a bit over waiting around for him to get his penis together. And no, I don’t mean get his act together. The thing that’s missing from that big old school of his is penis. GAY GAY GAY.
The worst part is I think Jacinta is becoming one of them. Hahaha she’s trying to be good, it’s hilarious. I can’t even coax her out of her house with promise of alcohol. She’s becoming antisocial and we already know she likes boys so she’s pretty much an Ashgrove boy already.
Enough of my rantings. I should say something about Key’s 18th. Mum and Dad were away last weekend. I told them I wasn’t going to go out. I really shouldn’t lie so much. But I’m in a bit of a void with religions at the moment. I’m not sure what sort of hell I should be afraid of so the attitude right now is fuck everything. Lying to your parents isn’t wrong… it’s character building. I wasn’t even that naughty, I just did whatever the hell I wanted to and told them later. So it wasn’t even lying. Turns out I’m not even that good at it anyway. I rang Alex and was like “I’m at the movies, I’m gonna stay at Holly’s house.” All he said was don’t get drunk and hung up on me. I’m not entirely sure how he caught on. It might have been because of the loud music and people screaming in the background, I just don’t know. I had a good night anyway. Sooo maggot. There was this one bizarre moment when we’d just been listening to that “my fingers on the button”… “push the button” song. I walked out of the toilets and there was this BIG RED BUTTON. Ooooh I had to push it. Nothing happened but I legged it just in case. There was also a guy drawing penises on all of us. Dajana escaped without one. She proudly exclaimed “I’m smart, he started drawing but I knew it was going to be a penis so I stopped him.” I proudly exclaimed “I knew it was gonna be a penis too. I said draw me a big one.” Hahaha the night can be summed up with us sitting at the train station.. Holly crying, Sophie crying, Torie and Maddie screaaaammmmiiiiinnnggg at each other arguing over which train we could catch and Nate and Tamara bashing some red nut on the train tracks coz he called her a slut. All of that going on and me and Dajana sitting on the train bench goin “ I wanna go back to the party :)”. Hahaha. Good times.
Well there’s some other important stuff. Some might classify this thing exam block as important. I do not. So I might leave it at that. Only to add, Jacinta is a mad vagina. The end. BRIDIE Current Mood: ditzy Current Music: Hollaback girl
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February 28th, 2005
10:15 am Hey Andy, who are you going to kiss for New Year's? I don't know Keckles... maybe someone starting with K and ending in eckles. Ohhhhh I haven't heard of her. Current Mood: energetic Current Music: Eminem- mockingbird
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February 26th, 2005
07:43 pm - Long time no update.... It's been such a long time since i updated. Hmmmm I wish I could write about everything that's happened between then and now but I that would take all night so I'll just say a bit about the Ashgrove and Shell's 16th.
Ashgrove- Oi I have to say, best dance ever. It was like some kind of science experiment. I've never seen so many hot guys in one place. There must be something in their tuckshop food coz really, the standard was high. (I also see fitting to mention here that Alex has this conspiracy theory about how they put creatine in the boarders OJ to get them big for rugby hehehe). I was a little more than tipsy and I can remember saying a few times "fuck it's like the OC here...everyone's hot!" Lol that probably didn't make it the best place to play the mole game. Yet Anna found someone. I really like her tactics, the kid had an alright face and was ok apart from the fact that he was about 2 ft tall and in grade 10. hahahaha. She won at least. Leydo would've won if he'd been playing. He hooked up with Cassie :( At least if he'd been playing the mole game he would've got something out of it...... other than herpes. But I can find comfort in the fact that he got paid out pretty brutally, might have learnt his lesson now. If only it wasn't for that stupid bet things would have turned out a lot different. I didn't even know at the time that everything I was doing would mean so much in the future. I stuffed everything up just a little. And ended up with a bitchy Valentines Day message. Sarah sent me one saying "I just thought I'd wish you a happy valentine's day because I know no-one else will be." Hahahah it was a pretty awesome call. I'll pay that. I laughed before i got cut. But still it was pretty harsh and when i rang her about it she had a bit of a bitch fit. Yeah but that's all cleared up now. Elliott and her had sex :) hehehehe. I can really honestly say I'm happy for them both. They are both mad and I could see all along that they were gonna get back together. But yeah a bit of drama at the gym dance but I still had an awesome time. Everyone looked so gorgeous, Anna and Claire especially (and not just coz you two will be reading this :P you both looked beautiful). Me and Grace had fun as personal trianers hahaha MAKE ME SWEAT....06. It was pretty awesome, some funny shit happened including a convo with Leydo's brother that went sorta like this... Leydo's Brother: Hey Bridie, are you gonna hook in with my brother tonight? Bridie: Nup but I'll hook in with your mum. Hahahah I love Leydo's mum. Apart from that the Scottish boarding co-ordintor (who said he wasn't allowed to hug me) said I had a wee sweet ass. hehehehe And there was some funny times with Claire like.... "What were we saying again? Oh thats right, CHEEEEEESE" And an utterly maggot moment that Claire reminded me of where I got my legs all twisted and had to ask her to untangle me. Hahaha she grabbed one of my legs and I said "Oh no, I was standing on that one" and fell over. Hahahah TAXI! ( photos ) Ohhhh thinking now of just how many times I lunged myslelf at Claire that night. :) I love you Hazel... specially when under the influence (coz we all know from prior experiences that that's when the truth comes out).
Speaking of drunkeness. Shell's was pretty good. I've discovered a new talent: skulling. I skulled 2 red cruzers one after each other with only a breath in between the 2. Not a bad effort I think. I had some smirnoffs and real mc coy and beam as well but by the end of the night was sober again. Watching everyone make fools of themselves with the guys trying to be hard "Dajana am I in the ghetto?" lol I'm really not a thug at heart. No, just a snob really. Lol yeah and the chicks trying to be slutty i.e Shanna trying to hook up with Shell's 19 year old brother. And Simone fucking Cody in the backyard. That was just plain whore behaviour really. Coz it's Cody and everything. I was sitting with him and she walked past and he goes "is it just me or is she walking funny?" hahahah you had to laugh. Yeh but apart from that it was good to see all the old crowd. ( another photo ) Current Mood: cheerful Current Music: Sunday Morning- Maroon 5
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January 31st, 2005
08:38 pm - nEW YeAR ... very new experiences. Well back at school and back into the ole' social routine. Went to Ballymore this weekend. It was a bit like an OC episode really. It had drinking, overly attractive people in really expensive clothing, a punch-up, some rich girl probly said ewwww, someone revealed they loved someone, someone got aressted... oh it was all there. Everything and more actually. Coz I know there's one thing I haven't seen on the OC and that's SURPRISE ERECTIONS. Hahahaha I suppose it's only a matter of time now but omg I laughed. Actually I haven't really stopped laughing. Tehehehehehe. Funniest part of my weekend along with Jacinta being the cadbury of the century. She had a bit over one beer and passed out and vomited. Poorest effort I have ever seen. Lol I love you bitch. :)
Can't wait till gym dance and Shell's 16th. I miss her soooo much these days. Without her at school it's like that feeling you get when you've forgotten something but you just can't put your finger on it. But I'll get over it I spose. At least she's at the table IN SPIRIT lol the table is unrecognisable for all the tags, we've adopted one of those crazy giant lizards and I reckon I've lost 3 kilos because of the fuckin mission it is to the tuckshop. But I'm happy, year 11 agrees with me. And that's the point I guess. Well I'm out cyaz BRIDIE Current Mood: relaxed Current Music: Britney Spears - Do somethin
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January 16th, 2005
09:02 pm - Fairy Bread Bitch Fights I also meant to say I had a bit of a run in with Larissa at Anna's birthday picnic. We were setting up and I had brought fairy bread (as you do to a picnic) and Larissa comes up to me and says in this really really antagonistic voice "WHY did you bring FAIRY BREAD?". Like if this was drama the sub text would be "I hate you Bridie and I think you and your stupid fairy bread should go get fucked". So I accidently said really loudly... "Theres no need to be a bitch about it." Everyone at the picnic went completely silent and stared at me. It was really one of those 'I should've said that in my head huh?" moments. Seeing as I was visiting in the group I probably should've been a bit more low key. But I am my mother's daughter and we are waiting for a time where I manage to keep my mouth shut in an appropriate time.
I'm going to go eat some fairy bread to spite Larissa. Don't see exactly how this is gonna work but I feel like fairy bread now. Mmmmm the bitchy goodness.
BRIDIE Current Mood: bitchy Current Music: Jimmy Eat World- Sweetness
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08:34 pm Never will I drink so much ever again. The supreme maggocy. The passing out. The vomiting. Oh god. At one stage a Terrace guy came up to me and goes "my friend really likes you, he wants to hook up with you." I was like "can you hold on just one moment?" .... and proceeded to spew my guts up. After that I was kinda like, maybe you should tell him not to worry about it. Hahahaha Dajana got paid out mercilessly. About being fat. It might of helped if one of the chairs hadn't broke after she sat down on it. Hehehe. One time there when everyone thought I'd passed out I was lying on the floor listening to their conversation. Then in a silent moment I just go, "oi Dajana you know that tsunami? Are you sure you just didn't bomb dive somewhere?". Lol I was lying there thinking about it for a while before I said it. Lol. It's funny coz Dajana's fat. Hahaha Lucifer.
Did I mention Holly and I almost got raped? We missioned it to the bottle-o to get booze. I had to buy 10 timeouts so we could get money out. Then the guys decided to wuss out and we were left with a handful of timeouts and not much else. So we got some utterly smashed red neck from the tavern to get us some stuff. After we said we wouldn't give him any he started going 'well what are you gonna give me..." blah blah blah got chased up the street a bit. He was probably reasonably harmless but still.
I'm never drinking whisky again.
At least I went back to Dajana's instead of my house. I woke up kinda disorientated and surrounded by hot little kids. I swear to god Dajana's entire extended family is hot. I shotgun deflowering her brother Jordan. I'm lay-by'ing his virginity.
But yeah. I meant to write about Jo's too a while ago. Wasn't anything special. Memories of sitting with a Terrace guy picking on the flaws of every chick in the room and deciding who was gonna be lucky enough for him to speak to. The kid was wearing white linen pants for fucks sake. Who is he to judge? MmMmMmM Pete was wearing Tsubi jeans. I can respect that. Omg after New Year's it took forever and a day to get the grass stains out of my jeans and now the second time I wear them we get egged and ones splattered all down one leg of them. Talk about getting a beating. Poor jeans.
I need to go shopping. Except I got taxed $121 last week. I only made $128. So basically I'm poor. Grace and I are going into the city tomorow for the hair modelling thing and I'll have to like not eat.
I should probly go ring some people. Cya BRIDIE
P.S I WANNA BE A CHILD! Current Mood: hungover Current Music: Dresden Dolls -Gravity
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