Tuesday, 25 March 2008 | 9:48 pm

Mel is feeling extremely guilty because on a recent trip to Bridge Rd, instead of buying something vaguely practical, she spent her money on an overpriced black ruffle dress which she will now need to find an excuse to wear.

Mel is also working herself up into a state of panic over the formal which is only SIX WHOLE MONTHS away. She is wondering whether or not she will be able to find a dress in time, and whether or not after buying the aforementioned dress, she will feel guilty over spending more than she can afford. Probably. Mel is also considering drastic measures such as extreme plastic surgery to hopefully have a beautiful face to match her [possibly/hopefully] beautiful dress, but then she realises that putting a paper bag over her head would probably be cheaper. No need to pay for hair and makeup either.

Mel is frustrated that so many people are having their birthdays at the same time. She knows from experience that not only is the gift-buying process extremely frustrating, it is also time and money consuming. Mel wishes that people would just TELL HER WHAT THEY BLOODY WANT so that she can go get it for them. In fact, Mel doesn't even know what she's complaining about because she's already figured out what to get for Chan, Ying and Tim, oh WAIT, she's still broke.

le sigh

Mel is underpaid and overworked. She plans to get a job and David Jones when it opens in Westfield so she will have access to the latest fashions whilst also being paid considerably more. But then she will probably still be broke.

It's a viciously depressive cycle.

Love,
The Girl

Sunday, 23 March 2008 | 6:05 pm

Breaking News!

That's right guys! As seen here first and not on Julian's blog. Actually, I won't even try to copy Julian's tabloid style, we all know he does it best. Everyone loves his oversensationalized posts and quotes from dubious sources. Well, just to spite him, here's the proof that Tara is The Devil, AS SEEN HERE FIRST. NYAH!

Isn't that just the scariest thing you have ever seen? I know I'M scared. This isn't photoshopped in any way, it's a 100% bona fide Devil headshot. Not quite as cool as Jesus on toast, but do you think I could sell it on eBay? I guess it's true what they say, a picture never lies. Good thing Tara is probably reclining on a deck chair somewhere in one of Malaysia's many 5 star beach resorts. No chance of retribution, at least, not till she comes back.

Love,
Mel

Pee.ess - Hell yeah, The Devil is most definately a woman. Women are scary. Grr

Wednesday, 19 March 2008 | 6:36 pm

Ashley is...

the punchline to every joke.

I walked into the library and saw Ashley with this really strange expression on his face. His eyes were half closed, is mouth half open and head tilted in a comically stupid manner.

Me: What are you doing?
Ashley: I'm trying to think.

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How can you tell me that's not funny! It's bloody HILARIOUS. It was the perfect line, I didn't even have to add anything.

Le sigh

Love,
Mel

Tuesday, 18 March 2008 | 8:13 pm

Males think with their....

Ugh. All guys are perverted. I'm just going to target them, because I've never caught a chick obviously looking me up and down and grinning sheepishly at me when caught. I've noticed a general growth in the number of guys checking me out, which is weird because there's not really anything to see. Plus, Rowena and Tara have been complaining about it a lot too. Like that indian guy on the bus that kept staring on the old men then fix their eyes on your chest area and talk only to the twins.

It's like....what the HELL. Just because I'm wearing a skirt and have boobs doesn't mean you have permission to stare at my legs hoping to catch a glimpse of my underwear! It's not like you're going to see anything you can't see in Target. Quite frankly, the endless staring is really annoying and pointless. WE'RE NOT INTERESTED IN PERVERTED GUYS WHO HANG OUT ON THE PUBLIC TRANSPORT SYSTEM AND RECKON WOMEN WERE MADE TO BE THEIR HAREM.

F*&% YOU MISTER.

That being said, having a perve is alright as long as nobody notices. I'm one huge hypocrite because Tara, Kymbat and I perve on guys all the time! I guess males just think that they're being surreptitious about it, but seriously, if you're talking to a girl, please keep your eyes on her face. If you're in her line of sight, don't stare. Jesus, it can't be that difficult. I saw this guy I haven't seen in ages and he was staring at my LEGS whilst talking to me. I'm either really scary or this guy just isn't gettin' any. Ugh.

Also, I hate guys that drive around in flashy red convertibles, rev their engines as they drive past and look back to check if you were watching them. If you're feeling so damn insecure, get a dog! They'll love you forever. I refuse to watch you because really, I'm not interested in how fast your car can go.

Ok, that concludes my rant. I'm sure Tara will agree with me. Guys that stare are freaky and make you want to sick the police on them.

Love,
Mel

Pee.ess - I'm really not worth looking at so please just stop with the creepy leg and boob staring shit ok. I'm sure there are some airbrushed pictures of chicks on the internet that are way better looking than the short asian girl who really hates you

Monday, 10 March 2008 | 10:25 pm

Testing

Typing this out on my beloved iPod which I am never letting out my sight...ever. Anyway, my previous attempt at posting havn't worked but this one seems to b coming along swimmingly. I was just wondering if anyone thinks it's worth it to jailbreak my iPod and which hack they used? Would b nice to have MSN on this thing but my parents paid for the extended warranty n I don't want to make it void. Then again, I could probably just restore the original settings n the iPod people would b none the wiser [here's hoping].

Hey typing on this thing isn't all that bad actually. I have my English sac tomorrow and I should b wasting my time writing a draft essay but why bother when I can play with my new baby and listen to music at the same time?

Ok this is totally killing my eyes. I better go study then huh?

Love,
Mel

| 11:37 am

A nice trip

Went to see my Aunt in Endeavour Hills yesterday. Ugh....I'm such a walking disaster. You're going to laugh at me when you hear what I did. We were coming out of the shopping centre and I was holding my cousins hand. We got to the steps and I said to Sara, "watch your step" kind of watching her to make sure she didn't fall. Sure enough, my foot slipped and I went sliding down the steps with my legs going everywhere. My cousin practically landed on top of me. Luckily she was fine. She didn't even cry. There were these three hot guys walking towards us and I fell like...RIGHT IN FRONT OF THEM. They were laughing and I was totally mortified. Well I'm never going to see them again so I can laugh about it now.

Love,
Mel

Pee.ess - My worse nightmare is doing that at school, with my skirt flying up in the air and having a domino effect on all the students standing on the staircase. Luckily that hasn't happened...yet.

Sunday, 9 March 2008 | 12:26 am

Mel's got the Touch!

My parents bought me an ipod! Yayness, music heaven here I come!

That managed to surprise me, which in itself is surprising because I told them what I wanted. I thought that I'd be going with my dad to buy an ipod tomorrow. I came home from work knowing that something was up because my brother almost let the whole secret slip. I tried to tickle the rest of the story out of him but he held up under torture. I did have my own sneaking suspicions that they'd already bought one for me though, but when we got home nobody said anything so I just assumed my brother was an idiot.

It was about 9:30 when my dad knocked on my door. I think he couldn't take the suspense any longer and just yelled 'THE IPOD IS UNDER YOUR PILLOW!" I think they realised I don't go to bed till about 12.00-1.00 in the morning. Geez...as if I'd check under my pillow! What are you...the tooth fairy?

Then there was a second surprise. It went along the lines of "Hey we bought you your present. Can you pay us back $300?" I was like...WHAT...wasn't the original agreement $200? Oh well. Trust my parents to screw me over LOL. I'm so happy though :) they even bought the right one! I didn't think they were listening when I told them which one I wanted!

Love,
Mel

Friday, 7 March 2008 | 9:25 pm

SEVENTEEN!

I had a surprisingly good birthday today. I was preparing myself for disappointment and that's probably why it was so much better than I expected. Tara and Ashley decided not to come coffee-ing with me so I went by myself just before I was supposed to be in school. I walked down to the train station and much to my surprise, Ashley and Tara were sitting there with hot chocolates in their hands. I thought they were going on date...without me! Oh the meaness. Turns out I'd ruined my own surprise and they were just there to buy cake. I spent the rest of that train ride apologizing for turning up for school at the time I did. Actually, I don't mind that the surprise was spoilt. Makes it all so much funnier...somehow.

Chem was good, even though I had a prac. Beating Ashley by one mark on our test was really the icing on the cake. Lost a mark for forgetting to put the state on one of the precipitates in my equation...dammit could have gotten 100%. English was alright....

Anyway, my luverly friends bore gifts to be bestowed on the unwitting birthday girl. Thanks to Chan and Ying for the knitted cap...perfect for winter and in my favourite GREY! Thanks Rowena for the cardigan, it's really soft and I'm going to wear it heaps! Thanks Tara, Ashley, Victor, Yen Nie and Alvin for the magazine subscription, you know I love that stuff. Especial thanks to Audrey and co for the amazing books :) I came home and just started reading. Thanks Audrey for coming to school to say happy birthday and give me my present. Really sorry I couldn't stay longer, but I hope you know I really appreciate it...LOVE YOU! Thanks to everyone who sang me a happy birthday, wished me happy birthday, gave me a hug or all of the above! I had a really great day. Last year's birthday was really lonely what with my parents being away, and I'm glad you guys are celebrating my birthday!

Hope I haven't forgotten anyone!

Love you heaps,
Mel

-----edit-----

Vanessa just sent me an awesome birthday present....a recording of her singing me a happy birthday. How sweet!

----edit again-----

Anil kindly pointed out that I forgot to thank him for the chocolate he gave me the day before. THANKS ANIL.

Thursday, 6 March 2008 | 9:13 pm

Last day of being 16

I was going to have a rant, but that probably would have been a little too negative for the day before my birthday. Oh, well. Stuff it.

I don't really like my birthday. I love birthday parties, presents, friends and cake, but I loathe the idea of being one year older. Seriously. When I told Tara, she said, "sure Mel" but its true. Who wants to be one year older? It's silly though, my little hatred. I mean, I've been progressively getting closer to being one year older since last birthday, so why is it such a big deal on March 7? But I can hardly go around hating every single day because it's one day closer to my birthday.

I guess on your birthday, you have to publicly acknowledge that you are in fact a year older, and a year closer to being 40, middle-aged and lonely.

I'm so stupid.

Another reason why I dislike the actual birthday day is that every year I want it to be the perfect day but it never is. That's totally nuts! Perfect days never happen, what makes me think that if a perfect day were to happen, it'd somehow manage to be my birthday when it can be on any of the 365 days in a year? Well at least I admit I'm a total psycho.

Anyway, Tara reckons that we should skip 17 altogether and go straight to 18. Every year just celebrate those milestones, like go 1, 16, 18, 21, 50, 100 then death. LOL, whatever.

Love,
Mel

Pee.ess - I think I'm getting and iPod touch. Yes, I asked for it. Please don't call me any names (ie. spoilt or materialistic) and don't judge me, people in glass houses shouldn't throw stones.

Sunday, 2 March 2008 | 8:54 pm

Reverting to Childhood

I can't believe a plate of fairy bread makes me happy. My mum and I just made fairy bread. It may not seem that significant to you, but well, I didn't have that much of a childhood with my mum. She was always working. I don't blame her for anything, in fact, I know she loved us so much she worked so we could have better lives. It's just all those little things you never get the chance to do, like cooking or going shopping.

Anyway, fairy bread is like, the definition of party food.

When I was little and went to my girl friend's birthday parties, their mum's always made a plate of fairy bread. I thought it was awesome. Now I realise that it costs about 7 bucks to make an entire platter so it is not quite that awesome, just really cheap. Still, watching my mum wrap up the fairy bread in glad wrap makes me really happy inside.

Love,
Mel

| 3:39 pm

What time of month is it?

FIRST OF THE MONTH! YAY! Actually, today is the second but meh, details. My internet has slowed down considerably since school started. We usually have 12gig download and somehow we managed to burn our way through ALL of it. So that's why I haven't been blogging, not because my house has burned down and I am now living in a cardboard box.

Love,
Mel

Pee.ess - It's my bithday soon! I'm trying to convince one or both of my parents to buy me and ipod. Not sure about a party though...maybe we'll just go out for dinner. We might postpone it to the holidays maybe, then Chan, Ying and I can share. I still feel guilty for last year, because dinner cost 20 bucks per head and they bought presents too. Didn't realize it'd be that expensive (expensive in the sense that we're all brokeass high school students who still ask parents for money).