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Hi. I'm just a simple nobody - with a simpleton mind, simple values, simple views.. It doesn't matter if you don't view my blog. Personally, I don't really care. Hello, and good-bye.

Thursday, April 29, 2010

I Love Rock and Roll

It's another classic one, I think you know this one too..

I just found this comment . I love it so much I'm putting it up.

You say Soulja Boy? I say AC/DC.
You say Rihanna? I say Metallica.
You say Lil Wayne? I say Led Zeppelin.
You say Lady Gaga? I say Nirvana.
You say Jonas Brothers? I say Slipknot.
You say Eminem? I say Iron Maiden.
You say Justin Bieber? I say Avenged Sevenfold.
You say Hannah Montana? I scream heavy metal.


DON'T LET THE SPIRIT OF ROCK DIE!

Sorry.

I love that comment.

Hehe. <3

Highway to Hell

As I have said many times already..

Highway to Hell is a song by AC/DC which will be in GLEE!

And AC/DC is an old-school AUSSIE rock band.

Not British.

Not American.

Not Seattle-an. (Which is in America.)

Not Jamaican.

Not Canadian.

But Australian!

OH YEAH!

I love AC/DC. They are LEGENDS.

Here's Highway to Hell for you all. I'll put up TNT later.

Kashmir

Another Led Zeppelin song since I'm bored.

Stairway to Heaven

I know you guys don't like Led Zeppelin that much.. But this is a must hear.

You know, it's top on the 500 best rock songs ever. Even Smells Like Teen Spirit doesn't top it.

-- Annie: Come As You Are is 14th. :(

Or something.

AND FOR THE LAST TIME, IT'S NOT BORING. YOU HAVE TO LISTEN TO THE WHOLE SONG TO ACTUALLY APPRECIATE LED ZEPPELIN GOODNESS. :D



Over and out!

It's a cute little old song.

It's called 'The Final Countdown' by Europe. I'm pretty sure you know it. Especially the beginning.

It's not my favourite, it's just cute, hehe.

Just another story I've been doing.

It's okay, I'm still continuing on June + Winter.. I've just put that one on hold. :)

So I'll post it below:

--

Let me sum up my life in a few words - I am one of those very few people who enjoy being alone and don't really enjoy another's company.

Fine, maybe more than a few words.

What I like to do is walking around school, sitting alone, clutching in my hand a pen and some paper. I find a nice bench and table, and sit there. So then some idiot decides to show up and uncovers a sword, covered in aluminium foil. Great. Out of all the people I want to see, I get to see him. Nate ____,

'YOU WANT TO FIGHT ME GIRL?'

I ignore him.

'WITH THAT PEN OF YOURS, YOU'RE GOING DOWN.'

I'm pretty sure that the phrase 'The pen is mighter than the sword' existed quite a long time ago. So yet again, I ignore him.

'Are you giving me the silent treatment, woman? In my world, you don't do that. Get back to the kitchen, woman.'

I hear him turn and leave off. My head's still down, focusing on my masterpiece that can make it or break it as a person. Writing's my passion; I can't see anything better or more enjoyable in it. It's probably why my maths results are rather lacking, now I think about it.

To me, people like him get on my nerves. He even makes fun of my name. Seriously, what's wrong with 'Rose'?

'Oh, if you want me to be happy, give me a Rose. Then, I'll be satisfied.' Nate's voice trails across the school grounds to reach my ear. I look up, he winks, and I put my head down again.

I think it's okay to say that my life sucks.

--

Criticise and say if it's good or bad; and best of all, THINK UP OF A TITLE.

I'm planning to get a Fictionpress later on, so yeah.

Tuesday, April 6, 2010

I dunno, I'm just bored, so I'm posting.

This post shall go on about nothing, and won't make sense. So don't bother reading it unless if you're that bothered.

Anyway.

To do list:

- PD assignment. I have no idea how to do this. Rachel, please help.
- To hug my cousin. Again.

That's pretty much all.

I'm getting braces in July. Oh my goshness.

Or somewhere around there. They're gonna pull my teeth out. Oh dear. Does it hurt, I wonder?

I recently changed dentists. Again. And now I go all the way to Burwood to get my teeth checked. But this guy is really good. And Jessica Nguyen goes to him too. I like Viet people.

Gah. I'm so scared.

About anything and everything.

I dunno what I'm doing right now.

What AM I doing right now? Apart from the obvious. Like typing, breathing, pumping blood around the body, etc.

I guess for those random paedophilic stalkers out there, I bet they'd like to get an insight of a thirteen year old's mind.

Wait, am I thirteen?

Or am I still twelve?

Oh wait.

I'm thirteen.

I'm old.

And fat.

Well, not fat.

But okay sized.

Average.

I guess.

I dunno.

I want a pimple.

Teehee.