So Not Hot.

I have this thing in my head, that everytime someone does something its either "Thats Hot!" or "Thats so not hot."

Don't get it?
So, once I saw this old woman at a petrol station who was having a fight with the worker about the prices. And she wouldn't move, she reckoned that just yesterday it was 55c a litre. And she demanded it to be that now.
So not hot.

But she obviously had Alseamis or something. (No idea how to spell that)

This other time there was this woman at the Hottest 100 who was so drunk and picking a fight with everyone. So everyone had made a circle around her, but then a really hot guy came up and took her away. Then yelled at everyone when they clapped him.
Thats Hot!

No seriously, that guy was fuck worthy.
He could fuck me dead any day...
(Hope my mother doesn't read this blog...)

Do you have anything like this? Let me know.



So I've been posting blogs a lot lately, haven't I?
You guys can follow me anytime you want;)
A blog three days a week!


I would like to make a shout out to Julia. I don't have a best friend, but this girl is pretty close. I can talk to her about anything and she keeps me sane around a special person starting with D and ending in AN. She gets along with everyone, and you would be totally stoked to even be in the same room as her.
And she is also the only person that has commented every one of my blogs so far. [On Facebook]

Sliding Escapes!?

Just a quick one today:

I have this thing with spiders or cockroaches or anything like that, where if I see one I keep looking at it and subtly move away ...

I don't know how well this works, but so far in my life I have had no spider bitings.

I geuss this started when I was around 9. I went down to a friends place to see whether she was there, and there was a little spiders nest in her fence. I poked it and I spider came out and onto my finger.

I shook it off and backed away slowly.

Why would I poke I spiders nest? I do not know. But I did it, and now I have this "if I move away slowly it won't notice me" mentality.

You know what else freaks me out? That there is a subscribe button to the left. Even your mother clicked it, last night.


When I was tucking her into bed.

Doing badly in tests

Isn't it annoying when you do really badly in a test? Not just any old test, but a test for on of your favourite subjects, and something you studied for.
And then the teacher is disappointed in you. Its really bad.

Why am I telling you this? Well it recently happened to me, in geography. Okay, Mr Jones didn't actually SAY he was disappointed, he actually said he would take me through the test and show me where I went wrong. But you could tell. Not that its going to effect the rest of my life, or anything. Its just a shame, you know?


In one of my last notes, entitled "As I prepare for Chatroom" (Facebook) someone asked me if I had any sexual innuendo with my teachers.
No, no I don't. Those sex jokes I don't actually tell my teachers. They are just jokes that the people who have talked to me lately would get.

(For Facebook Users)
Also,
How come there is no Riverside Network?
Is there a way of making a Network?
Is this possible? Or allowed?

Very ponderous questions.

(I can't believe I just made up a word in my head and it actually ended up being a word! ...ponderous)

Preformance 1 - Chatroom

Well, it was the first preformance of Chatroom today. We did it infront of concord high year 7 students (wrong audience) and I think we did pretty well.
We all turned up at 7:30am and started getting ready pretty much straight away. For the next hour or so it was pretty much rehursing, warming up, or getting changed.

So we start. Its pretty hectic, children are running in and getting yelled at. We have a power serge and all the lights reset, so Nick had to run down and fix the lights, while girls were gasping at him. (In a good way)

We started, I started getting really relaxed and was getting really into it. Although I missed a lot, like people calling me a lesbian and Eloise an emo, and a teacher gasping at our swearing.

We finish, it was a great curtain call, the year 7's were eating out of our hands. It was great.

But then, during notes, James gets called out by the teacher welfare and he looks quite solum. He then calls into Laura that they need to talk once she is done.
So, it turns out that a teacher complained about us and all the swearing, so they pulled the show.
Harsh, right?

We were basically crying when they told us this.

I feel sorry for James though, he is going to get so much shit from the council...

Although this doesn't mean our Leichhardt season isn't going to be on(:


Although, apart from that, it was great(:

So, as I prepare for chatroom

It becomes more and more evident that I am stressing out more and more.
I am becoming a lot more tired, and a lot more impatient.
This reminds me of Ro-accutane.

So, this week, I have drama everyday, basically and Two preformances.
This weekend I have no drama (yay) but I do have a shit load of homework to do.
Tomorrow morning I have to get to school at 8am, and have to straighten my hair for the performance on Thursday.

This is just not working for me, guys.


So, evidentally at school I am often coming to class late, not doing well in my homework/classwork/assignments/tests, getting in trouble with teachers, yelling at teachers (or feeling the erge to.)
So my average period often goes like this:

"Eliza, why are you late?!" - Teacher
"I had to get permission from Mr Slow to leave school early to go to Chatroom" - Me
"That doesn't give you an excuse to come late to class" - Teacher
"I'll show you a reason not to come late to class" - Me, whispering.
"What was that?!" - Teacher
"Nothing Miss" - Me, with angry coming out of my arse.

5 minutes later

"Eliza! Stop day dreaming and get back to your work!" - Teacher
"Sorry miss I was thinking over my lines for-" - Me
"School comes ahead of Chatroom!" - Teacher
"You know what else comes ahead of Chatroom..." - Me, wispering
"What was that?!" - Teacher
"Nothing Miss" - Me

End of Period

"Oh, by the way Eliza, I'm coming to your preformance on Friday" - Teacher
"Oh, cool" - Me, angry walking out.



Have you ever been like this? Let me know.

No Toilet Paper.

Don't you hate it when your sitting on the toilet and you turn around to get some toilet paper, and then ... shit.

Well, I don't know what you would do here, but what I'd do goes something like this:

Should I call out and completely embarrassing myself by asking someone to get tissues? Or maybe I could use the grotty towel with a brown stain which I do not know what it is?
I attempt yelling out, no answer. Okay, fine. I'll go without.
Have you ever not wiped for some reason?
Well its not a pleasant experience. To be able to feel the drips on your underwear ... its pretty gross.

Yeah, that's pretty gross, isn't it?

Have you ever noticed that the frase "Isn't it?" doesn't actually make sense?

Is not it?

Something to ponder.

How'd we start talking about this?

Isn't it really annoying when your in a nice long convosation with someone, its going really well, and then randomly, in the middle of your sentence they say "How'd we start talking about this?" and start listing everything we have talked about in the last half hour. And they are so happy about this, and find it so fascinating, and meanwhile, your bored out of your brains and thinking "If you'd just shut the fuck up we'd be able to keep talking about a new topic!"
And then after they list this, theres an awkward silence and then they are like "hmm, and now we have nothing to talk about."
Its really frustrating.
And then if you've been talking for a while and when their listing it off they try and include you! and they're like "And then you said ... uhh what did you say?"
"... I don't know..."
"Know you have to! It was something about the thing ..."

You know what else annoys me? Your face.