7/24/2013
The End of an Era and A Noble Farwell
RIP Chibi Didz <3 Seen doing various activities on the various social networks I used from 2011-2013. You will be missed, old friend. Thanks for the good times.
6/11/2013
Josh Thomas and Josh Thomas
Josh Thomas. I met him. It was ages ago. I never got around to telling you. Brisbane Comedy Festival. It was amazing. I mET JoSH TH OM AS. Elaboration coming soon.
1/31/2013
Events of Uneventfulness and Loner Encounters
Apparently I'm still trying to do this old blogging thing. Also, hello! The holidays have come to a close as they inevitably had to (unfortunately [I probably should've blogged more in my period of freeness...]). Not a great lot happened in the remainder of my holidays but, regardless, I will talk about them in uninteresting detail.
I FOUND THAT MANGA BOOK THAT I WAS MOURNING TWO POSTS PRIOR! What are the chances? Over the holidays I did a proper and complete clean up of my room. (Legitimate and not a trace sarcastic) GASP SHOCK HORRRRROOOOOORRRRRRRR!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! That's right. Ever messy and lazy Didzsa has cleaned her room. That deserves applause. I'll wait... Well maybe not. My missing book was... exactly were I left it. Seriously. It was just at the back of my shelf. The one where it belonged. *facepalm* It literally took me the ENTIRE holidays to do the job, though. Mum allowed me to skip the final day of school (I would've had to go to a busy pool with a 35 degree heat predicted. EW.) but in return I had to clean my room. I finished the clean on the very last day of holidays! Oh me...
The only other things I "achieved" during the holidays was watching Sherlock and listening to my beloved Dan and Phil and the radio (yeah. I set high goals for myself.)
*Stereotypical Didzsa mini, inbetween main points paragraph* Yesterday, I had completely forgotten, this blog celebrated it's second birthday! (And shared it with AmazingPhil's 26th [Happy Birthday Phil! {for yesterday (Curly brackets, how I have missed you!)}]) I've been (neglecting) doing this for two years! Wow. All that time and I'm still writing to nobody but myself ahaha :') If there is a long time Web Minion reading this, thank you for sticking around for this crap! I love you! <3 I, as you may or may not know, and an awkward and antisocial being. I'm from the Internet! What did you expect? Two days in to the school term, I already have my share of awkward stories that you, my fellow loners, can laugh along with me at.
As soon as I arrived at school, everyone around me was hugging and chatting away, catching up after the break. I, however, couldn't find any of my friends so I just found this spot out of the way where I stood alone pretending to be doing something on my iPod. I couldn't help but find it funny how Internet it was of me!
In drama that day we were told to get into groups of four for a task and everyone was quick to move. I don't have any friends in that class so I kind of milled around but everyone was already in groups. I had to stand alone (whilst the rest of the class was sitting) for a good couple of minutes before the teacher even NOTICED me. I'd obviously made quite an impression... *internal giggle fest*
Today in RE we were discussing rituals including simple thing like morning routines and such. I have no such routines... The three girls I was sitting with did, however and were having a heart to heart bond sesh. They all listen to music in the shower, have set shower routines, share similar wORKOUT REGIMES and several other things. I had nothing at all in common with them. N O T H I N G. They were literally talking about how they had the same cardio and ab workout routine apps on their phones and I was like LOL NOPE AHAHAHAHAHAHAH. Internet dwellers are like total aliens to the average teen. The last little encounter of lonerism was in Science were I was sitting in-between two people on a line of desks and BOTH of the moved to sit with their friends, leaving me sat at a row of desks that was full bar the seats beside me.
So hopefully some of you can either share my pain (although I still think all those stories were more HILARIOUS than painful) in some aspect or, if not, feel better about your social lives in comparison to mine. It's that time again...
Time to remember. (Although, for some reason, I'm not actually you to remember anything but rather instructed you as to what to do whilst reading this blog post despite you already having read the post. WHY AM I TELLING YOU WHAT TO DO WHEN YOU SHOULD'VE ALREADY DONE IT AND WHY DO I CALL IT "REMEMBERING" WHEN I AM OBVIOUSLY AWARE THAT IT'S NOT??? WHEN DID THAT RIDICULOUSLY STUPID TRADITION START AND WHY HAVE I KEPT IT UP??? Anyway... continuing on...) Be uninterested, hopefully have more exciting holiday experiences than me, applaud me, don't feel pressure to applaud me (but do), GASP IN SHOCK AND HORROR, facepalm at my life, don't go to public pools ew (an actual thing to REMEMBER and not do back in time...), watch Sherlock because it's fab (more legitmately remembering to do? What is this???), listen to Dan and Phil on the radio (I think we've had enough sense in this section. Back to senselessness), feel better about your life goals, wish this crap hole a late Happy Birthday, embrace the curliness of my unnecessary and disused brackets, feel loved, laugh at my lonely life, know that feel, be glad if you don't know that feel, be sympathetic about my lack of routine in life, alternatively, be totes jelly of my sPONtanEoUSNE$S, laugh at WORKOUT ROUTINES THOUGH LIKE DO PEOPLE SERIOUSLY TALK ABOUT THAT AHAHAHAHAHAHAH, sit next to me (pls), laugh at my life some more, feel good about your social butterfliness and ignore my self directed mini rant. Well. That was pretty much the longer "remember" paragraph EVER (the quotation marks hint at the fact there's no remembering.) Until next time, keep doing those things that you do sometimes (unless they're bad things, in which case, stop doing that stuff. Yeah. Inspirational words from the Didz. I should be a philosopher or something. Or make crapy quote posters for typical teen wannabe hipsters.)
I FOUND THAT MANGA BOOK THAT I WAS MOURNING TWO POSTS PRIOR! What are the chances? Over the holidays I did a proper and complete clean up of my room. (Legitimate and not a trace sarcastic) GASP SHOCK HORRRRROOOOOORRRRRRRR!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! That's right. Ever messy and lazy Didzsa has cleaned her room. That deserves applause. I'll wait... Well maybe not. My missing book was... exactly were I left it. Seriously. It was just at the back of my shelf. The one where it belonged. *facepalm* It literally took me the ENTIRE holidays to do the job, though. Mum allowed me to skip the final day of school (I would've had to go to a busy pool with a 35 degree heat predicted. EW.) but in return I had to clean my room. I finished the clean on the very last day of holidays! Oh me...
The only other things I "achieved" during the holidays was watching Sherlock and listening to my beloved Dan and Phil and the radio (yeah. I set high goals for myself.)
*Stereotypical Didzsa mini, inbetween main points paragraph* Yesterday, I had completely forgotten, this blog celebrated it's second birthday! (And shared it with AmazingPhil's 26th [Happy Birthday Phil! {for yesterday (Curly brackets, how I have missed you!)}]) I've been (neglecting) doing this for two years! Wow. All that time and I'm still writing to nobody but myself ahaha :') If there is a long time Web Minion reading this, thank you for sticking around for this crap! I love you! <3 I, as you may or may not know, and an awkward and antisocial being. I'm from the Internet! What did you expect? Two days in to the school term, I already have my share of awkward stories that you, my fellow loners, can laugh along with me at.
As soon as I arrived at school, everyone around me was hugging and chatting away, catching up after the break. I, however, couldn't find any of my friends so I just found this spot out of the way where I stood alone pretending to be doing something on my iPod. I couldn't help but find it funny how Internet it was of me!
In drama that day we were told to get into groups of four for a task and everyone was quick to move. I don't have any friends in that class so I kind of milled around but everyone was already in groups. I had to stand alone (whilst the rest of the class was sitting) for a good couple of minutes before the teacher even NOTICED me. I'd obviously made quite an impression... *internal giggle fest*
Today in RE we were discussing rituals including simple thing like morning routines and such. I have no such routines... The three girls I was sitting with did, however and were having a heart to heart bond sesh. They all listen to music in the shower, have set shower routines, share similar wORKOUT REGIMES and several other things. I had nothing at all in common with them. N O T H I N G. They were literally talking about how they had the same cardio and ab workout routine apps on their phones and I was like LOL NOPE AHAHAHAHAHAHAH. Internet dwellers are like total aliens to the average teen. The last little encounter of lonerism was in Science were I was sitting in-between two people on a line of desks and BOTH of the moved to sit with their friends, leaving me sat at a row of desks that was full bar the seats beside me.
So hopefully some of you can either share my pain (although I still think all those stories were more HILARIOUS than painful) in some aspect or, if not, feel better about your social lives in comparison to mine. It's that time again...
Time to remember. (Although, for some reason, I'm not actually you to remember anything but rather instructed you as to what to do whilst reading this blog post despite you already having read the post. WHY AM I TELLING YOU WHAT TO DO WHEN YOU SHOULD'VE ALREADY DONE IT AND WHY DO I CALL IT "REMEMBERING" WHEN I AM OBVIOUSLY AWARE THAT IT'S NOT??? WHEN DID THAT RIDICULOUSLY STUPID TRADITION START AND WHY HAVE I KEPT IT UP??? Anyway... continuing on...) Be uninterested, hopefully have more exciting holiday experiences than me, applaud me, don't feel pressure to applaud me (but do), GASP IN SHOCK AND HORROR, facepalm at my life, don't go to public pools ew (an actual thing to REMEMBER and not do back in time...), watch Sherlock because it's fab (more legitmately remembering to do? What is this???), listen to Dan and Phil on the radio (I think we've had enough sense in this section. Back to senselessness), feel better about your life goals, wish this crap hole a late Happy Birthday, embrace the curliness of my unnecessary and disused brackets, feel loved, laugh at my lonely life, know that feel, be glad if you don't know that feel, be sympathetic about my lack of routine in life, alternatively, be totes jelly of my sPONtanEoUSNE$S, laugh at WORKOUT ROUTINES THOUGH LIKE DO PEOPLE SERIOUSLY TALK ABOUT THAT AHAHAHAHAHAHAH, sit next to me (pls), laugh at my life some more, feel good about your social butterfliness and ignore my self directed mini rant. Well. That was pretty much the longer "remember" paragraph EVER (the quotation marks hint at the fact there's no remembering.) Until next time, keep doing those things that you do sometimes (unless they're bad things, in which case, stop doing that stuff. Yeah. Inspirational words from the Didz. I should be a philosopher or something. Or make crapy quote posters for typical teen wannabe hipsters.)
1/01/2013
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