Showing posts with label hi im nina. etc.. Show all posts
Showing posts with label hi im nina. etc.. Show all posts

Thursday, September 3, 2009

OH YEAH?

so.... ive applied too study fulltime next YEAH!
finally! 
let it be known that 2010 is the year of no more half stepping.

now, (rejoice).

Tuesday, February 10, 2009

five, the power too rock you

1# i used too be a CHAMPIONSHIP horserider.  mostly showing, dressage and showjumping. wank wank wank. this time 7 years ago i thought my future occupation was going too be owning a studfarm and  being an olympic cross country'er. i have many ribbons and rosettes. i won a trophy but it was one of thoose gay ones you have too give back. pish.

2# stupid things happen too me, constantly. cockroaches fly intoo my head, i bleed on my resumes, i get toothpaste in my eye, while making out i fall through glass plate windows, i fall off the bed during "unbridled passion" and fuck up my face. why me? oh cruel world.

3# the only "club" ive ever been apart of is the goosebumps club which was held at my house in shitsville, laverton. dont know where laverton is? you donut want too. locals carry around axes and have pet flys. 

4# in primary school i was obsessed with having pets.. pet lizards, fish, crazy crabs, snails. i am such a big pet loving loser that when i got a pony for xmas i CRIED. i also CRIED when i saw my cat have kittens. i quite obviously have an emotionally retarded sickness where i only cry at animals not at real life situations that actually affect my personal life. HAHA I WIN AT LIFE!!

5# this post was dedicated too the infamous 90's band FIVE. not 5ive as some people may have you believe. wtf, numbers are not letters and you are not the decider, dick. on their album they had a secret track number 555 haha. a band member called abs. EAT BRISKET!

DISCLAIMER: im not good at anything anymore and i dont have any pets too cry over. i lost that FIVE album years ago but dont worry im still doing shit-idiot things. mostly not on purpose. my bike has one pedal :(
(NME)

Thursday, October 23, 2008

tangent on g&c post

RE: hymen, broken

i think mine got broken when i went on a family holiday too rottnest approx 2001.
i was riding one of thoose blue hire bikes around the island and decided too deviate from my sisters route of choice too go home and sleep (cycling is tiring stuff) sleeping is the best.
anyway, i was cycling gaily through that main bit where the bakery is (or used too be) and i was all overwhelmed by the dainty island atmosphere and crashed intoo one of the wooden picnic tables that was littering the sidewalk.
i was all "owww i think im bleeding where babies are supposd too come from, no chance of babies no more i think. OWWWWW!"
my peddle fell off.
i spent the rest of my ride home cycling my little blue bike with a fucking peddle in one hand and a broken hymen. yeah.

lets hope my next family vacation (in one month) is less painfull. and dnt worry, i havent been too rottnest since (phewph!)

Tuesday, October 14, 2008

definitive blog

want too know all my innermost thoughts and secrets?
all my failings, flailings and dreams?
let me reveal them too you..


NO#1 GIRL CRUSH EVER (APART FROM JACQUI, THATS A GIVEN, SHES MY LIFE PARTNER)

winona ryder in edward scissor hands: did someone say dreamboat? oh sorry.. i didnt hear you, i was too busy having convulsions of pleasure on yr bathroom floor.

NO#1 PERSON TOO INSPIRE GREAT THINGS IN OTHERS

paul banks: i spawned the term 'face like poetry' just from looking at him (see previous blogs) it seriously just fell out of my mouth. no one looks like this hey? hauntingly beautiful


NO#1 DILEMA, DONT KNOW WETHAR I WANT TO BE YOU OR BE WITH YOU

yama indra (second from left): you know how some people just have it. that thing that nobody else has but everyone wants? well yama has that. he also has a moustache (works in his favour) i dont know wethar i want too be his best friend and goofy side kick or spend the rest of my life courting him and baking him stuff. (and possibly bearing his children.. many, many times)

Sunday, September 21, 2008

moronic

i dont even know if that word exsists or weather i made it up but i think its perfectly perfect and you can yell it at me when im at yr party, eating yr hommus with my bare hands and smearing it on close friends faces. i might be in yr living room, oscilating wildly too yr david bowie remix.
i might be falling down yr stairs, drinking beer, bending down in the middle of the road pretending i dropped something but really i just needed too spit real bad and didnt want anybody too see and be like "omg shes gross, is that a lung".
i could be running on yr local school oval, jumping things and swinging on the playground. im really good at jumping things. so much so that in highschool i earnt the nickname 'nemo' because i would drink goon then run away from everyone and jump fences and theyd have too go "finding nemo" fly kick me in my knee pit and attempt too restrain the energy i was radiating.
also i had black hair and wore vans and i like brand new, so you know nina the emo = NEMO. and because in art i did a draw of someone crying but i made the tears red and everyone was all "omg wtf shes bleeding from the eyes you emo wtf lol rofl"
maybe im all "paul banks, face like poetry" girl rapping about that time i saw that dude at the manor who was actually dead set p.b's twin and i was like this is it, this is the moment, is this what everyone is always going on about, is this love?
love: cheese

remember, too, breathe.

PS// isabelle i red what you wrote next too the thing i wrote at that place i go. you are actually the cutest girl ever, inside and out. 10 out of 10 dardy.

Friday, September 12, 2008

forget me not

a while ago i thought the word 'dopplegranger' ment someone who was a look alike of someone else. i then went on too learn that the actual word was 'doppleganger'.
shut up gracey i knew it was that. this person was a wrangerr though so whatever. i ment too say that!

when i was at work the other day this regular told me his mums name. and i was like so whats youre father in laws name? hes like you mean my dad? and i was like NOOO youre f.i.l!! he was like uh, im not married but my dads name is winston. then a light bulb went on in my head. oh yeah.. it takes two people too make another person. shit..

someone once asked me how old i was after i told them too "do a wee" ummm 20. yeah. apparantly im "young and have ALOT too learn"

haha i know about all things equine and know most of the lines from 'not another teen movie'


young, pish. (the folly of youth)

Thursday, August 21, 2008

times that should have been documented but werent: society fails too capture and record my life

sometimes somethings happen. sometimes some retarded things happen. that is mostly my exsistence. now, i shall elaborate.


1! the first time i ever swore.
heard boy at kindergarten using the f word. hadnt ever heard this word before so decided too intergrate it into my vocabulary by using it at home. got chased down driveway. punished by having mouth washed out with soap (very popular in the 90s)

2! the time i ruined my nose forevs.
playing a game of tag with my sister and cousin. my sister was "it". sprinting through driveway and avoid being tagged only too slip and smash face ontoo a pushmower. blade moved my nose out of place. nina stuck with quassimodo nose forever. boo.

3! the time it rained animals.
galloping through the pristine nz countryside on my horse. come too fencless bridge over shallow river. proceed with caution. horse spooks at clump of grass (scary!!) and plummets of bridge inprisoning my legs under him. i sit there soaking wet while he gets up and just stands next too me while i cry "WHAT THE DEUCE WERE YOU THINKING??!!"

4! the time i broke youre windows.
at a party in carine somewhere. not sure whoose it was, probs some randoms. anyway party is going smoothly. maccing with then crush against window in "sunroom". crush has some form of A.D.D and proceeds too push me intoo window without warning. goes in for 2nd mac, i push him back but fall through glass window instead. exit premises immediately in goon induced haze. i had no recollection of this incident until crush said "are you bleeding, are you all cut up?" the next day. he didnt tell me he had A.D.D i kind of worked that one out for myself. this became especially obvious when he was faced with questions unknown his only response would be 'cookies' or 'cats'

too be continued...........