WELL! The exciting news...

... that is unlikely to be exciting for anyone else. :D

I'm changing schools! Heehee, I'm very, very excited.
The state school I'm moving to (I went to a steiner high school with all of ten students in my entire grade...) has a really nice feel to it, I just had my interviw today! The Deputy Principle seems nice enough (not the same as my steiner teachers, all of whom I was on hugging basis with, not to mention it was the normal to call them by their first names!) and it's not going to be all that scary, since I have a few lovely friends there!

But it was really sad saying goodbye to my old school. My principle had clearly been crying (I really hope it wasn't about me... but I have a bad feeling it was - probably mostly about the bad luck the school is having with students moving to other schools due to simply lack of students. For me it was that, and the lack of electives), but my guardian (yeah, we have those at steiner) who was sort of like my homeroom teacher/guidance councilor(sp?)/second mother, was really supportive about it all, considering her SON goes to that state school... I got a little teary, though. I mean, I've been at this school for seven years, and in the past two years of highschool, I've had the most wonderful teachers who really feel like they legitimately care about their students <3.

But despite that, I'm really happy to be going to this school. It's going to be so much fun, and there are people there that share my interests (maybe not my Bowie fetish... but certainly my obsession with anime and manga!) which is much more than can be said for my old school. The only people that read manga are, like, a few boys in grade seven. -_-

Sorry for the messy post. Dad and I had a bit of an argument, and it's got my head all jumbled. We're both highly strung, and the tiniest thing can be blown WAY out of proportion. And, unfortunately, I get over things within the hour... he doesn't, and get's even more pissed off when I'm all cheery. Which I totally understand, by the way, why he's annoyed when I'm all happy... but HONESTLY! Cheer up! And let's face it, when entering a 15 year old girl's room, YOU FUCKING KNOCK. Why is it that mum, who I don't particularly mind barging in, get's it, and dad, who I am very much prepared to throw books at when he just picks the lock and waltzes in. DUDE. DA FUCK? I mean, mum doesn't pick the lock unless I'm way too lazy to get out of bed and I ask her too. Dad? "Oh hai Belle, I'm just gonna pick the lock on your door without even announcing my arrival - even though that's a clear indication you're probably upset, usually with me, and probably crying. But I don't give a fuck. Because I'm your dad and your privacy is nonexistent. :D" Okay, so maybe he never said that, but he certainly does just that! He doesn't even say, "I'm coming in!"

Okay, so, I love my dad. Dearly. He's my DAD! Most of what he does and says is actually for my benefit. He just ALWAYS says it in a way that makes me get really upset. He just... hasn't got used to having a teenage daughter, I guess? Something like that? Argh. I complain, but I really do have a good life and I'm extremely thankful every day to have such loving parents.

I just wish he'd knock.

Again, sorry for crazy post. My head is aching. I think I need to cry. Crying usually either helps or makes it worse... I'm hoping better. :) But seriously, people worry when people cry, which sure, that's great, but I think it's best just to... you know, let them cry, unless they indicate they need comfort. I love to just cry. It feels absolutely fabulous to just let all that messy turmoil in your head go. :D

This is your captain,
Signing out.

One of my weirder habits of language...

Yeahno. Noyeah. You read that right.


For some unfathomable (say that ten times fast....) I seem to say yeahno and noyeah. Half the time ever I can't work out which is which and what is what.

By laws of mathematics both 'yeahno' and 'noyeah' should both equal a negative, yes?

Negative multiplied by a positive equals a negative, and vice versa.

So therefore both 'yeahno' and 'noyeah' must mean 'FUCK NO'. Alright. I can work with that.

However:
Following this rule, yeahyeah and nono BOTH mean 'FUCKING YES.' And noyeah, the swearing is entirely necessary.

So, maths must all be total BS as no means no, or any pride I have as a woman just got hacked to pieces with a rusty spork.

Which leaves us back at the beginning. What the hell does noyeah and yeahno mean? I mean, I think I coined the terms, and I myself have no frigging idea... and yet, I say it with such… certainty.

Anyway, now that I've messed with your head, I bid you adieu. :)

Cheerio!

Secrets are made to be told, right?

Blogger. They've invented another way for me to waste my life - le gasp! - as if mangafox, youtube, facebook and David Bowie's crotch weren't enough! I mean. Um. Scratch that last one?

Anyway, hello world!

One day, swear, I shall have more to say. YOU JUST WAIT UNTIL FRIDAY! Much excitement is going down on then.

Well sort of exciting. A certain red haired gorgeous girl I've known since 3rd grade will probably be quite excited with me. Eeek! I keep squealing at the thought! I'm so. so. so. so. SO fucking excited. Like, this is a huge deal for me. For every other person on the planet, it might seem like nothing, but I've been playing with this idea for months (even years!) but never doing anything about it... and BOOM! Wham bam BOOM! Bamity BOOM BOOM! BOOM balloon! One morning, mum's like, "Oh hey, Belle, you wanted to do this, right? Well your father just called them and you're all go. So, yeah. You still want to do it?" "FUCKING YES." BOOM. Okay, you get the picture, it's all very exciting, but nobody can know until I find out if it's definitely happening. Except, you know, a girl in Melbourne and a girl who's parents own the best Thai restaurant in town. But whatever. Secrets were made to be told, right? But if THEY tell, they who have been sworn to secrecy, that's not cool. Because double standards make the world go 'round. :D

This is Beru-oneechan
Signing out~!