The Twilight Saga.
Edward Cullen, Bella Swan.
Meyer thinks she may have won
all of us over, got us hooked-
on this sad excuse for a book.
This “international phenomenon” has brainwashed the nation.
Or at least half of the world’s female population.
Well, maybe not. There are some now
that aren’t sucked in, and are wondering how
this series had got everyone gushing over the story
it’s not that great-does it really deserve all this glory?
Who wants to read the never ending ranting?
By Bella-about how Edward’s so enchanting?
What’s with him, anyway? What makes him stand
and make other males appear so bland?
That crooked smile, the copper hair
or his ‘vegetarian’ diet of lion and bear?
Edward Cullen; he’s supposedly perfect.
And beautiful-but last time I checked,
boys did not appreciate, girls blabbing on about
this fiction vampire-and why do they always shout
and scream, whenever his name is spoken?
Or because he’s not real, their hearts are broken?
So what-he’s “hot,” but did you consider too
that he’s basically a stalker-or is that alright with you?
Edward Cullen, get a life!
Even though Bella is your wife-
Since nineteen oh one, your life had no meaning
Then along Bella came-what? Are you dreaming?
Of all the girls, you had to choose
The whiny, wimpy, clingy goose.
What’s wrong with you? Is it messing with your head? (your anti-gravity hairstyle)
Or-most likely-were you, perhaps, becoming old and senile?
One hundred and eight years, is, after all, an awfully long time,
perhaps it’s started to affect your omniscient mind.
And as for Miss Isabella Swan
Why would she so gladly swap
Her human life for a vampire one?
Doesn’t she know-you can’t have any fun
When you’re constantly trying not to eat your friend
Where’s your common sense? This won’t be a happy end.
How much can you take? Can you read any more?
Or does all this talk make you sick to the core?
But that’s it for now. I don’t have enough time
to come up with another defamatory line.
Although, this was fun; but I find it confusing-
writing about something I hate turned out to be amusing
Not as boring, as I would have thought.
But I guess that’s what happens when you’re so caught
up in expressing you detestation of twilight
in a friendly poetic manner- without causing a fight
And if you didn’t get it-let me set this straight
I HATE HATE HATE HATE HATE HATE HATE HATE HATE HATE HATE
The Twilight Saga
>:(-- And that, my friend, is an angry face. To show you my extreme distaste, for that pile of grovel We call Meyer’s “fantastic” novel.
Friday, June 19, 2009
Sunday, June 14, 2009
Room
Aaaaah, I give up!
Always the same, over and over again, have to clean up the stupid room.
Well, yesterday started off the same as any other room-cleaning day starts, "Aaah, I'm going to clean up this whole crap yard completely, get it over and done with it, do it thoroughly and nEVER get myself stuck in this situation again!!!'
Well, I mean it worked. For like the first hour and a half... and then I got sick of it.
Back to the old 'stuff everything in the wardrobe and hope mum doesn't look in there trick'
And now I don't know where any of my clothes are, because they're hidden beneath a pile of...other stuff.
So, yeah. Now I have to survive another 3 weeks of trying to keep it semi-clean while waiting for the stupid Ikea bed to arrive-like....I've been sleeping on the floor for like a year now. And that's probably why I don't sleep well +_+ Feel like a zombie :)
SOSE test tmr....ug. Better do some study.
Oh right. On thursday my drink bottle leaked all over my bad. and most of my perfect sose notes (i never take notes except in sose and i kinda make them look nice) got SOAKED. I guess I just wasn't meant to take notes in the first place. Now I have to get a hairdryer and sort that mess out...so seeyous later
x.
Always the same, over and over again, have to clean up the stupid room.
Well, yesterday started off the same as any other room-cleaning day starts, "Aaah, I'm going to clean up this whole crap yard completely, get it over and done with it, do it thoroughly and nEVER get myself stuck in this situation again!!!'
Well, I mean it worked. For like the first hour and a half... and then I got sick of it.
Back to the old 'stuff everything in the wardrobe and hope mum doesn't look in there trick'
And now I don't know where any of my clothes are, because they're hidden beneath a pile of...other stuff.
So, yeah. Now I have to survive another 3 weeks of trying to keep it semi-clean while waiting for the stupid Ikea bed to arrive-like....I've been sleeping on the floor for like a year now. And that's probably why I don't sleep well +_+ Feel like a zombie :)
SOSE test tmr....ug. Better do some study.
Oh right. On thursday my drink bottle leaked all over my bad. and most of my perfect sose notes (i never take notes except in sose and i kinda make them look nice) got SOAKED. I guess I just wasn't meant to take notes in the first place. Now I have to get a hairdryer and sort that mess out...so seeyous later
x.
Saturday, June 13, 2009
Thing that Have stuffed me up for a life (or at least a lot of it)
1. The ring incident- (1999)
(scroll down to read blog about the ring incident.)
Result: Never again can wear rings.
2. Beauty and the Beast; An enchanted Christmas- (1999)
Thanks to watching this movie when I was little, after seeing the evil organ (the keyboard/piano thingy) in this movie I was never right again. Seriously, that thing is SCARY. Well, was. It's eyes and mouth..*shivers*
Result: Had nightmares for weeks after seeing the movie. Could never hear the sound of organs again for a long time without going berserk. Even today, I still cringe when I hear organs. The noise they make is spooky enough on its own without a disturbing memory to go along with it.
3. Wii/ Wii Fit/ Pesky Siblings- (2009)
Not only is your weight displayed on the tv for the whole world (aka, Brothers and Sisters) to see, but only a couple of button presses away, ANYBODY can access the mii channel and edit your character.
I can't even count the amount of times emily and daniel have changed my mii into a male/suddenly make it gain excess weight/grow a shifu moutstache and beard/get grey hair/go BALD/etc etc etc.
The worst one was when it got turned to a male without me realizing and when i played rhythm boxing, there was my mii. Topless.
Like, I know it's graphics and all-just a game. But still. That thing represents me. can't have it parading around like that...
Result: Humiliation/Annoyance to the point of wanting to beat up said siblings but cannot for obvious reasons.
4. Sydney Opera House- (2007)
Once upon a time there was a trip called the Syney/Canberra. At the opera house, i dared emily to kiss it (it was filthy), so she did it. then she dared me back. because it looked so disgustingly rank, i got out my little pocket dettol and scrubbed it clean. then to get it over and done with, i leaned forward and tried to quickly get it over and done with.
Uh uh, not smart. What i thought was "quick" i actually ended up smashing my head into the house and sending my braces shooting through my mouth. There was a lot of blood and it wasn't pretty.
Result: Busted lip that refused to heal for months and an extremely anti-patriotic hate towards said Opera House <:(
Couldn't help noting that this is extremely similar to the monkey bar incident. just don't learn, do I?
5. The Monkey Bar Incident- (2000)
In pre primary, Tiana betted that I couldn't jump four bars. And i betted her that I could. So I tried.
Well I ended up jumping a lot more than four bars and smashed into the pole at the end.
Pain Pain Pain. And an added plus that mum was twenty minutes late to pick me up from school that day.
Result: A black eye (left) that STAYED black for MONTHS. i have photographic evidence that most of my five year old life was spent with a pirate patch bruise. and people wondered why emily always looked better in the photos.
Never been able to face up to monkey bars again.
6. Metal Wicket Inicident- (2005)
CENSORED.
Result- Let's just say that thanks to this, I can never ever play cricket again, and probably can't have kids either.
(scroll down to read blog about the ring incident.)
Result: Never again can wear rings.
2. Beauty and the Beast; An enchanted Christmas- (1999)
Thanks to watching this movie when I was little, after seeing the evil organ (the keyboard/piano thingy) in this movie I was never right again. Seriously, that thing is SCARY. Well, was. It's eyes and mouth..*shivers*
Result: Had nightmares for weeks after seeing the movie. Could never hear the sound of organs again for a long time without going berserk. Even today, I still cringe when I hear organs. The noise they make is spooky enough on its own without a disturbing memory to go along with it.
3. Wii/ Wii Fit/ Pesky Siblings- (2009)
Not only is your weight displayed on the tv for the whole world (aka, Brothers and Sisters) to see, but only a couple of button presses away, ANYBODY can access the mii channel and edit your character.
I can't even count the amount of times emily and daniel have changed my mii into a male/suddenly make it gain excess weight/grow a shifu moutstache and beard/get grey hair/go BALD/etc etc etc.
The worst one was when it got turned to a male without me realizing and when i played rhythm boxing, there was my mii. Topless.
Like, I know it's graphics and all-just a game. But still. That thing represents me. can't have it parading around like that...
Result: Humiliation/Annoyance to the point of wanting to beat up said siblings but cannot for obvious reasons.
4. Sydney Opera House- (2007)
Once upon a time there was a trip called the Syney/Canberra. At the opera house, i dared emily to kiss it (it was filthy), so she did it. then she dared me back. because it looked so disgustingly rank, i got out my little pocket dettol and scrubbed it clean. then to get it over and done with, i leaned forward and tried to quickly get it over and done with.
Uh uh, not smart. What i thought was "quick" i actually ended up smashing my head into the house and sending my braces shooting through my mouth. There was a lot of blood and it wasn't pretty.
Result: Busted lip that refused to heal for months and an extremely anti-patriotic hate towards said Opera House <:(
Couldn't help noting that this is extremely similar to the monkey bar incident. just don't learn, do I?
5. The Monkey Bar Incident- (2000)
In pre primary, Tiana betted that I couldn't jump four bars. And i betted her that I could. So I tried.
Well I ended up jumping a lot more than four bars and smashed into the pole at the end.
Pain Pain Pain. And an added plus that mum was twenty minutes late to pick me up from school that day.
Result: A black eye (left) that STAYED black for MONTHS. i have photographic evidence that most of my five year old life was spent with a pirate patch bruise. and people wondered why emily always looked better in the photos.
Never been able to face up to monkey bars again.
6. Metal Wicket Inicident- (2005)
CENSORED.
Result- Let's just say that thanks to this, I can never ever play cricket again, and probably can't have kids either.
Thursday, June 11, 2009
Boo.
Hmm. I realize that I haven't actually posted in a while. I think over a month, but oh well. No one reads this blog anyways. I dnt know whys I bother updating at all but...one can always hope.
Just wanted to, erm, discuss certain topics because I really have nothing better to do (other than do homework +_+)
Drama. Drama. Drama. Shakespeare, right? If you want to feel sympathetic for me, look up Act 1 Scene 3 of Romeo and Juliet. And I'm playing the nurse. Not only is her part LONG and all "thee,, thou, thy, dost, hath....blah blah blah" it's actually pretty...sexual. Yeah, Yeah, ew. Shakespeare sure was one sick dude...
Ok, another thing is Blogspot. The writing looks so nice NOW when I'm creating the posts; it looks awesome; but when i post it, it doesn't look as nice anymores. =( it looks like Arial. what's this, times new roman? Ppl thinks it's weird but I really like times new roman. I use that font ALL the time, it's like i go onto words, click non spacing, then change font to times new roman and size ten. I do it without thinking really, and apparently that's not normal. I also get kind of annoyed when other people DON'T do this (which they usually don't) but....mmmm, yeah. prefer books to be written in size ten times new roman, of possible, haha. i'm gunna try changing font to tnr and see what happens.
Umm, what else? Oh ya. RINGS. I don't know if anyone noticed but I like never wear rings. Well, i did wear that watch thing becca gave me from singapore but only for a while before it pinched my finger and i got ring-phobia again. I reall seriously do think i have ring-phobia.
The story starts off when I'm three right, and i discover this really small plastic bottle top part and it fits perfectly on my finger. Ladeedadeeda, here's three year old me prancing around with a plasticky thing on my finger, pretending it's a ring.
Andd, then I lost it in the car, somehow.
A year later (woop, I've been upped to age four) i re-found it again, in the car. Wow wow wee, so excited "MY RING!-" and i specifically remember actually saying that. or something like it. then i put it back on my finger. stupid stupid me.
My finger probably grew and that year, so when I put it on, it wouldn't come off.
Not when i tried tugging it or biting it; nothing.
And it soooo tight that the circulation was slowly being cut off, uhhh ohhh.
Well my nana took me to the toilets to try get soap and water to try slide it off. Which was a good idea, but it was on too tight for that to work. So we really didn't know what to do. And my finger was going numb and turning kind of purplish blueish.
Eventually, to cut a long story short. My uncle Reg had to cut it off with a swiss army knife.
I remember sitting there pretty terrified that he was intending to cut off my whole finger. Well he didn't, and once i got it off and could start moving my finger i was all "neeeever again!!"
+_+ and there you have it, the reason I dnt wear rings. +_+
Pretty lame really.
Ohh, I just discovered that this font is Georgia. which is completely hypocrytic because i like it better than tnr. OH well.....maybe that's just for blogging, right?
And INSTANT NOODLES.
LOVE THEM. Always have, always will.
Instant Noodle count:
Saturday 6/6/2009-Lunch-Teryaki Chicken Flavour
Tuesday 9/6/2009-Afternoon Tea-""Tomotsu??" (I think) Flavour
And yes. Bored, bored, bored. Nows better get back to that stinking pile of homework.
Ahhhs, byes people
x.
Just wanted to, erm, discuss certain topics because I really have nothing better to do (other than do homework +_+)
Drama. Drama. Drama. Shakespeare, right? If you want to feel sympathetic for me, look up Act 1 Scene 3 of Romeo and Juliet. And I'm playing the nurse. Not only is her part LONG and all "thee,, thou, thy, dost, hath....blah blah blah" it's actually pretty...sexual. Yeah, Yeah, ew. Shakespeare sure was one sick dude...
Ok, another thing is Blogspot. The writing looks so nice NOW when I'm creating the posts; it looks awesome; but when i post it, it doesn't look as nice anymores. =( it looks like Arial. what's this, times new roman? Ppl thinks it's weird but I really like times new roman. I use that font ALL the time, it's like i go onto words, click non spacing, then change font to times new roman and size ten. I do it without thinking really, and apparently that's not normal. I also get kind of annoyed when other people DON'T do this (which they usually don't) but....mmmm, yeah. prefer books to be written in size ten times new roman, of possible, haha. i'm gunna try changing font to tnr and see what happens.
Umm, what else? Oh ya. RINGS. I don't know if anyone noticed but I like never wear rings. Well, i did wear that watch thing becca gave me from singapore but only for a while before it pinched my finger and i got ring-phobia again. I reall seriously do think i have ring-phobia.
The story starts off when I'm three right, and i discover this really small plastic bottle top part and it fits perfectly on my finger. Ladeedadeeda, here's three year old me prancing around with a plasticky thing on my finger, pretending it's a ring.
Andd, then I lost it in the car, somehow.
A year later (woop, I've been upped to age four) i re-found it again, in the car. Wow wow wee, so excited "MY RING!-" and i specifically remember actually saying that. or something like it. then i put it back on my finger. stupid stupid me.
My finger probably grew and that year, so when I put it on, it wouldn't come off.
Not when i tried tugging it or biting it; nothing.
And it soooo tight that the circulation was slowly being cut off, uhhh ohhh.
Well my nana took me to the toilets to try get soap and water to try slide it off. Which was a good idea, but it was on too tight for that to work. So we really didn't know what to do. And my finger was going numb and turning kind of purplish blueish.
Eventually, to cut a long story short. My uncle Reg had to cut it off with a swiss army knife.
I remember sitting there pretty terrified that he was intending to cut off my whole finger. Well he didn't, and once i got it off and could start moving my finger i was all "neeeever again!!"
+_+ and there you have it, the reason I dnt wear rings. +_+
Pretty lame really.
Ohh, I just discovered that this font is Georgia. which is completely hypocrytic because i like it better than tnr. OH well.....maybe that's just for blogging, right?
And INSTANT NOODLES.
LOVE THEM. Always have, always will.
Instant Noodle count:
Saturday 6/6/2009-Lunch-Teryaki Chicken Flavour
Tuesday 9/6/2009-Afternoon Tea-""Tomotsu??" (I think) Flavour
And yes. Bored, bored, bored. Nows better get back to that stinking pile of homework.
Ahhhs, byes people
x.
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