& It's Over?

Sometimes i think Fate, Destiny, God or whatever force is out there knows slightly more about life than i do. This realisation comes about when something happens which is pretty much the opposite of what you wanted, but turns out to be exactly what is needed. The person who broke my heart (not a boy, so it wasn't "love", it was my bestfriend) told me something that made me realise, that all the time and energy i'd been putting into getting us back as we were wasn't going to work. All she said is even though things are different now, i still care. She's right, everythings different now, she abandoned me and continued to ignore me, am i angry and out for revenge? Of course not, i couldn't hurt her if i wanted to. However i realised it was kind of like being in a bad relationship, one that now i have -finally- moved on and stopped grovelling for her favour, i finally see. I'm free and happier than i have been in a long time. :)

Now onto the rant. Yes, Yes i must rant. Ahem...You're twelveish! You are NOT in love! You DO NOT have the right to call me immature and stupid! You should STOP controlling people!
Why must Grophland now be home to some people who are rather young but attempt to act like they are older and better than everyone else! Not everyone of course! Only a selection of the users on Grophland fit this description and rather like the song "They give love grophland a bad name!"

Shout Out and ionno we'll see.

Ok so first of all a Shout out to Hanzie or Hannah. Which should i call you? Anyway she's been amazing and has really helped me a lot. Also because i think she someimes reads my lil blog here which makes me feel some what worthwhile.

Secondly and the rest will all fall under the category of ionno we'll see. Well we're about to see aren't we!! I've been a bit stressed lately, but thankfully and unbelievebly even with everything that's going on my schoolwork hasn't suffered, however i tried to write something the other day, just a tiny eensy weensy bit of story and it sucked! Mind blowingly sucked, so now i'm trying to get my writting skill back by blogging??? eh worth a try at least. Ohkay so i'm learning Italian, and i have an asian accent when i try and speak italian but all in all a good effort i believe. Am i rambling why yes i think i am, Paramire is awesome and all that jazz.

Ergh what else??? I'm relativly attractive, i'm fit, i'm smart, i tell dad jokes? yus yus i do! and i am slightly weirded out when my 21 year old sister comes home pretty sloshed offering me dip and bickies or goon and juice. But it was pretty funny to watch her waddle around the kitchen pretty damn drunk rummaging through the fridge then poppin pain pills to prevente the 'killer of a headache' she's gonna get. Before saying Adios and exiting.