Hi friends! I had an awesome weekend! I love the weekends. Can't wait for next weekend. School blows......

Anyway, I've been feeling upset with Justine all week. (That was just a fancy third- person way of saying 'myself'.) I've concluded that, I'm a pretty lousy person on the whole. I'm distasteful and irresponsible. And there are some days I wish I could trade Andrew in for.... A floral sundress, or something.

I'm halfway through reorganising my closet. It's something I do in times of emotional distress. I'm trying to arrange my clothes in the order in which I bought them, but it's getting a little too tiresome. I might give up soon.

In other news, goawaycreeps.blogspot has been taken over! By Skylar, who is into sucking, backaches and car insureance- Yes, with the 'e'. Haha, have to go. Good week ahead, guys! Take care.

Justine, Murderer of Love

How are things? Here's a picture from way back, of myself being affectionate with my pet dog. I didn't hate so much when I was younger. But things are different, now that I'm a lot older than 5 years old. There's so much to hate. (Cockroaches, yerduA, anyone who tries to touch my nose, Math, overly defensive people, having no music, pork, commercial breaks, etc. )

Love has it's limits, right? I think we need to heal over, before anything else can happen. Sleep sweet, cya.

Hi everyone! School is depressing, I can't wait for the weekend to arrive. The teachers are going to separate Nut and I because we don't support each other in healthy ways. And my Geography teacher wants the holiday homework, which I didn't do. I only do Math homework...... So, I think I should start doing the other subjects as well.

Ever since term started, the corn sold in the canteen has been tasting like little pieces of cardboard. This is saddening, because it used to be something we all looked forward to at recess. Oh well, not anymore. And eeugh, we've got Physical Education tomorrow. I think I'll sit in the toilet if the teacher makes us do anything too physical. I hope we just take our height and weight- Not too physical for me.

I got motion sickness on the bus, which I waited 20 mintues for. Maybe I should start taking the train instead. Anyway, my mood has been swinging all day. It's insane! First I'm feeling on top of the world, then the next thing I know I'm feeling sad........ After just looking at dried up grass. Could this be PMS? It would explain a lot. I'mma gonna have me a Kit Kat now, and then start on my assignments. Have a good Wednesday, take care! J dawwg out!

We had our Father's Day brunch today. World's Best Dad!



Andrew and I spent our entire afternoon right till 4 o'clock, working on our yo- yo skills. Then we went bowling, and Andrew totally kicked ass again.

School's starting in a couple of days, for real. I am kinda bummed out. Ugh. Ok, have to go. To eternal happiness....... Cheerio!

Today, I officially green tea Mcflurry out. Why is one eye bag larger than the other? And, why are my cheeks so fat? And.... All the other stuff. Struggling with self image.

Be back tomorrow.

Shalom, friends! This is going to be my last post on goawaycreeps.blogspot, so go seek solace somewhere else. Ever since I started blogging, my life has been a mess. And I blame my messy life, on my online diary. Because I have not officially turned 16 yet, and so am allowed to be childish. A bit.

You see, Andrew and I hardly speak to each other anymore. Which is all right for him, because he can just read my blog. He'll know how I'm feeling, and exactly how my day goes. But..... Does Andrew have a blog? No. Is this fair? No. (Don't start a blog, Andrew. It's not the answer to our problems.)

What did Andrew do today? I don't know. How is Andrew feeling? I don't know. I do know, however, that there are much better solutions to my problem, than to stop blogging. I could just ask Andrew myself, how his day went. I mean, normal girls would just ask their boyfriends themselves, right? But, I am not 'normal girls'. Ha ha.....

Anyway, you can forward all your hate mail to andrew@dumbass.com, thanks! Stay gold, goodbye!

Aren't they beautiful?

I'm grounding myself till Thursday. Although I might have to make a trip out tomorrow, to get my PEZ candy refills. They're so addictive you know, they're almost like drugs.

I have no idea how long this self- grounding thing is going to last. Somebody is going to call me out to do something fun, and me being the weakling that I am, I'd quite likely crumble to dust and say "last one there is a fat, 5- legged giraffe". It's so easy to plan. It is the execution of a plan, that is the difficult part. It takes a lot of perseverance and self- discipline. Which I so obviously lack. I actually planned a Science camp for myself. Did I eventually get down to attending this...... Science camp? No.

Anyway, I can't understand the people who think vowels are evil and that it's not all right to use them. We should totally call them names and take their birthdays away, until they start typing properly.

Have to go. Keep it real, everyone! Take care.

Hey everyone! Good weekend, so far? I was over at Andrew's party till about 10 last night. I'm glad I left early, when he was still sober. Sober, I think? Nobody gets drunk after just a can of beer, do they? But, he was kind of reddish.... (Some skank I know got drunk on 7- Up at church camp. What are these people?!) Anyway, at least I had good memories to take home with me. I think I will most probably hear the drunken stories later, when he is less hung over and more awake.

I spent most of the party with his mom, sister and her boyfriend. The boys were talking about boy stuff, which can get.... Uninteresting? Sort of, for a girl. And they were listening to metal/screamo, which was like listening to a radio that'd been thrown down 5 storeys. Because listening to metal/screamo, is kind of similar to listening to a spoilt radio, isn't it? All that..... Noise? To my friends who listen to metal/screamo, I'm sorry. Actually, I don't think I have any. My friends have relatively good music taste. That just leaves you, Andrew. (Ahaha... Babe, you know I'm only kidding!)

Anyway, I finally did it! I did what I've always wanted to do- Not sleep all night, and then go for the 7 am mass. I feel so accomplished. I usually manage until about 4 or 5 am, but not today. Today, I made it all the way. Goooo Justine!

I don't think I will ever do it again though. There was this girl at church, right? About my age, I think. I just stared at her, when she tried to "peace" me. And she was even about to come in for a hug. (What was she thinking? Was she even?) Hello? I don't even know you. I don't hug people I don't know. I'm pretty sure I'm not alone on this one. Neither do you guys, right? It can be quite dangerous to hug strangers. The only cool thing about the 7 am mass was that I sat next to a hot mafia guy. Unfortunately, these kind of hot- mafia- guy incidents only happen by chance. So it wouldn't be a 100% guaranteed that I'd get to sit next to an Italian mobster again, if I went for the 7 am mass next week. Ok, and just so you know I wasn't just.... Not paying attention at mass. Because I was.

All right, I'm going to get some shut eye now. I've got a long day ahead of me. Nice Sunday to you!

There was a couple sitting in front of me on the bus today sucking face, major. That must've been their last bus ride ever, to suck face. As if! PDA: When should you stop..... And get a room instead?

Andrew and I got into a huge fight last night. It felt very much like as though someone had ripped out all of my intestines(both large and small) and then made friendship bracelets with them. I wouldn't be exaggerating if I said that we go through this every 2 weeks. We really do. All thanks to me and my stupid girl problems, because every 2 weeks it's "That time of the month again" (Sucks to be a Justine). But before it can be "That time of the month again", my mood has to swing a few hundred times. And I get all nasty and self- absorbed during those dark times. I've seriously got to stop doing things without thinking, and maybe manage my emotions a little more efficiently. After all, control over your emotions is the greatest form of self control.

Oh, the green tea Mcflurry is so awesome. You guys have got to go give it a try, ASAP!!! Something better tomorrow. Till then, stay gold!

Gee, hello! School is starting in a couple of days. 10 days, actually. I'm just telling myself it's starting real soon, because I like to prepare myself for worst case scenarios. Example, the times when I imagined my boyfriend making out with other girls. And then he really went and did it. How prepared was I, guys? So prepared!

Anyway Nut sent me a message earlier in the day, asking if she could borrow my worksheets to make copies, because she's lost all of hers. Doesn't everyone(not including Nut) feel a lot better, now? There we were thinking we were just about screwed, with all that undone homework. Then along comes Nut, with no homework. (Resssspect, Natashaaaaa!)

So ok....... I've been hiding my mobile in my closet for a couple of days now. I will remain uncontactable, until I decide to seek? My phone. Kudos to Ursula (Ahahahahhaha....), for helping me colour my pictures. What's that you're saying? Tint? Oh, you tinted my pictures? Thnx byotch! Cyaaaaaa soon! =)

Fell asleep at 3, was out of the house by 7. I am so amazing sometimes. Just sometimes. Anyway, my dad has banned me from using his toilet. But nothing is official. (No statement released yet, no "No Justines allowed" signs around the toilet, etc.) Although, he has stopped talking to me. Been like this for the past 38 hours now. All this anger and hatred for me because I was having a bubbly bubble bath, when someone decided to knock on his back door. (Ahaha, if y'know what I'm saying... ;P) "Blood is thicker than water" - Timothy..... Chow?, age 15. I was only kidding about the bubbly bubble bath, by the way. I don't take bubbly bubble baths. Not often, at least.

(Freja was being a brat today. So as punishment, I've put up a nicer photo of Lulu.)

In dire need of sleep, but there are people who have to be met and pleased. Take care everyone, bye!

Hey guys, have you fulfilled your Sunday obligation? I very much wanted to go for the 11 o'clock mass today, since I haven't been to church for over a month now. However, I only officially got out of bed at 1. I think they really should have a mass in the afternoon, say 3 pm. And I have a feeling that I have been demoted, from a level 6 Catholic to a level 2. But it's just a feeling. Wait, do we even have "levels" like in Pac-Man? (FYI: The game technically has no end, but level 256 is unplayable. Read that online.) Anyway, I was talking on MSN till past 2 last night. I am a walking contradiction, aren't I? I also hate children, but want 7 of my own.

I think sleeping with Andrew, is like sleeping in a tub of cockroaches, in the middle of a freeway. He starts snoring about 4 seconds after his head touches the pillow. After which, he snores right into your ear, at full volume. Then at some point in his sleep, he will hit you real hard. And then you guys go through something like a tug of war because he has somehow managed to entangle himself with the one and only blanket, which was initially meant for sharing.

I just remembered, they have an evening mass at church. But... I've got my grandma's party tonight. God or grandma? God or grandma? God or grandma? God or grandma? I hate making decisions like that. Have to go, cya.

Hi everyone, how are things? Andrew and I went to the toy museum today. We took about an eternity looking for it, because boys just won't ask for directions. Sheesh! We ended up getting directions from the 7-11, because it is a store... And more. But even after we'd been given directions, we still couldn't find the museum. That led to some crankiness and frustration, but we eventually found the place. Then we went to Little India for an early dinner, came home and then slept for a couple of hours.

Anyway, I hate talking online. I almost never have anything to say to people. Online conversation topics I can remember: Body mass index, cupcakes, checking with friends which mass they will be attending, Joel, Kenneth, timetable for new term, manfriend, music, sickness..... Zzzzzzz.

No actually, I hate talking. Full stop. But I like listening...... To music. Ahahaha, I'm so inhuman. Shun the non- human! I am so hatemelife_killmeplz_grumpy514@hotmail.com right now.

My iPod now has 23 songs. I bet you thought I meant "Out of battery" iPod death, when I said my iPod died last night. What I actually meant was, "WTFFFF? Where'd all my songs go?" iPod death. Life..... Is difficult.

Need to sleep, but can't. Cherry Kool-Aid is still the best, though. Stay gold, guys! (Usher wants to make love in this club? )

Helo! I studied 2 chapters of Chemistry today. Go me!!!! So anyway, here's the happs. I was supposed to have dinner with my homegirls, but they flaked. (Flakers...... ) Nut and I had Turkish food in the end. Which was a real yum! You'd probably have guessed by now, that I am not on my juice fast....... Yet. Next week, maybe? Anyway, we watched some street show after dinner. I felt very embarrassed for the people performing. Especially so, for the girl who did "funky ballet", and the duo who did the Britney number. Then we decided to head to the other side of town, for something extreme. Unfortunately Friday Night Xtreme couldn't happen, due to a lack of funding. This is one example, where having no money = unhappiness + devastation + sadness + boredom. AAAaannd.... I had no music for my hour long journey home because my iPod died. I was borderline suicidal, by then.

(Yea, ok I know. I have the tiniest... Ugliest nails.)

Ok, whoa. That was so boring, it made me yawn! Also, I am very tired. Sorry about being boring again. Tomorrow will be better=) Goodnight, have a good weekend!

Wassup homies? I'm going on a juice fast. This one serves not as a weight loss technique, but a detox method. I only start tomorrow though, because today I feel like eating crisps and ice cream. I read online that this detox diet is less effective than drinking a glass of water. Ha ha ha.... But! Juice is more interesting than water, and tastes better even.

Have to go. One more thing, we have ice cubes now! All thanks to Eunice! She got us those cool trays from Ikea. I love ice cubes.... Bye!

Hi guys! I'm much happier today because I went out, and saw a couple of other people with ugly hair. I feel comforted. Honestly, I think that they've got more severe hair problems than me. And... That makes me happy. Sorry, I am so horrible. Just deal with me, ok? I'm going through a difficult time in my life right now. I'll be living not bad hair days, but bad hair months. And Jarrold's banned me from eating his Ben & Jerry's because I "eat too much ice cream at one go", he says.

Is there even such a thing- Eating too much ice cream? I never knew. Anyway, we haven't got any CCTV cameras in the kitchen. So I've still got easy access to the ice cream, which rocks. Unless he starts putting markings on the pints of ice cream. That would suck, and be kind of weird.... Very weird, in fact.

My mom thought there was going to be a war earlier this morning because there were planes flying around our area. Which she thinks is "not normal" and suspects them to be "fighter jets". So I tuned in to the local station and told her to listen out for any announcements, while I had a nice shower. But actually, just played my recently added songs on iTunes for her.

Going to study now, au revoir!

Aloha amigos, how's the going? I went and got my hair done in the morning. And me not lovin' it like MacDonald's, at all. Trust me to always screw my hair up at the saloon. I always do. Or rather, the lady does. I'm going to be taking most of the blame though, since I was the one who decided on going down to the saloon in the first place. See, I can be a responsible teenager when I want to. Hey! On the plus side, I'm dreadlocks free now! Although the lady says I really have to overcome my phobia of combing my hair.... As soon as possible.

Today I consumed about 5014 kilocalories (Way above recommended 2000 for women). Yea, I like...... Counted. I was doing so well, until dinner with Andrew. But we did go bowling before the killer dinner. And bowling burns a lot of calories, don't it? I mean, even if your bowling skills are non existent and you don't hit any pins down, the calories still get burnt, don't they? I'd like to think so. Andrew was the total opposite of me today. He had great hair, was The Brawniest Bowler Ever, and didn't even care that he finished a whole big ass burgaa at dinner. Certain things, we've got to hand it to the boys. How do they do it?

So the other day I woke up, I thought hey I look pretty all right today. 20 minutes later, I glanced at the mirror again and felt like running into the mirror over and over again. I'm fat, period. You might not have looked at me close enough to notice, but I am. Everyone tells me I'm all right. But sometimes I wonder if they just tell me that, because they don't want me to get slim. Ok ignore me. Shut up shut up shut up shut up, Justine.

I'm going to blog daily. For real this time, since I'll be on term break for the next 3 weeks. Cool, or what? So see ya tomorrow! Hopefully with interesting things to say, watch this space! Peace..............