April 2011
1 post
2 tags
goodness gracious
What an angsty teen I was! I hope all that’s over, reading over all that was not fun. It’s amazing how much people can change in a short amount of time. And it’s also amazing how quickly a year goes by. Have a nice picture of a one-legged kangaroo:
I think it’s shooped but whatevs. I had a dream that I was a snake running away from a bear, so I slithered and hid in the...
December 2010
1 post
BAHAHAHAHA
Just read my last post. Oh Kat, you silly silly fool. All boys are retards at this age, the only way to defeat their general idiocy regarding girls is to become their friend. My dude friends are all great, but as soon as you transcend from platonic into anything vaguely sexual they WILL eventually treat you like shit and you WILL eventually become a possession or a burden. So, bros before hoes....
September 2010
3 posts
so,
I have a boyfriend now. It’s freakin’ me out. He’s really nice to me, and the way he looks at me all happy-like makes my heart do funny things and I become 13 again, all embarassed and self-conscious. I am constantly worried something’s going to go wrong though, I can’t shake the feeling that one day soon he’ll wake up and realise I’m not that pretty, or...
so fucking grumpy
Stop being shit, you stupid, selfish, immature little shits. Not even directed at a particular person, eventhough a few spring to mind. Seriously. Stop. Being. Shit. The end. Yeah, it’s that fucking simple. Just don’t go around purposely hurting people, deliberately manipulating and general social climbing. Fuck the fuck off, I hope you all die alone and in a great deal of pain.
August 2010
8 posts
more pooey things
I guess it’s ok, and good even, that everyone likes you better. Some people like me better too, I guess. Man, I need to stop getting stoned. I was far happier in the two weeks I didn’t smoke. But oh my, hello. Cringe. Facepalm. Death. Trying to think of suitable codenames but I can’t. Ok, so, Soup, Pee, Bed and um. Awesome. And also, Soulface. What a strange and wondrously...
Back in the gaaaaaame.
Why didn’t I keep going with the guitar ages ago! This is awesome, learning stuff. Seeing results pretty quickly. Oh uni, why must you be now!
Ok, so trying to be a nicer person is kinda working. The only annoying thing is when people still try to one up you over stupid things. Like movies, or, um. Ex-boyfriends. Actually I don’t mind the latter. It’s just not my problem anymore. You have a strange complex because of which you have to captivate the primary (read: sexual) attention of all males in your life including my ex?...
Sometimes, I am so excitable and inspired that I think my brain is naturally drugged. Fuggin’ parents. I bet they dropped acid all the time when I was in the womb.
Hum ho. I’m not sure what to do with myself now. I trimmed my fingernails that I’d been keeping pretty, because to be honest, they don’t need to be pretty anymore. And also because I’ve picked up my guitar for the first time in ages. Doing stuff that doesn’t involve drugs or alcohol feels good. Hmmm. Also I’m trying to be a better person but the irony is that no...
July 2010
4 posts
Decidedly stoned. Too emotional all the time. Don’t think it’s bad, but certainly embarassing. So much love to give, wish someone would take it and not twist it into something grotesque.
blergh
I have no more faith in the human race. Everyone is mean. No, that’s a lie. It’s just a few people that I know who are self-serving, malicious bastards. Just, drop dead already or something. No, don’t. But I wish I were courageous enough to smash a big fat karma pie in your face. One day. Everyone is blind now but when you’re all 30 and in mental asylums, well. I’ll...
there is no chocolate in the house
Well. That was fun. I’m glad it happened, I’m rather depressed now it’s finally over, but all in all I think things worked out for the best. Many good times were had, and as friends, I’m sure many more will come. Probably better as friends.
I want to kill my housemate and his freaking parents. Yet another night, they’re staying, completely without notice. And last...
hmph
No one should be made upset on their holiday. I’ve thought about it, reasoned with myself, made excuses for you and given it time, and nah. Still don’t think that this is at all fair. Whatever, Amsterdam and gay clubbing for me.
June 2010
7 posts
do you want to tango?
Because I do. And after we tango, we shall sip tea with honey and be happy.
I’m a bit tired of games. I want to be a better person and surround myself with happy, smiley, genuine sort of people. And we’ll braid each others hair and put flowers through them, and we won’t need drugs because we have AWESOMENESS. (I was going to say love but that’s a bit too flower power...
I think I’m psychic when I’m high.
oh god oh god oh god oh god oh god
why? not again, I don’t think I can do this again. I just want to cry, I don’t know what’s wrong with me.
poop
Bike got stolen, sick boyfriend, first of 4 nights of work starting tonight, 2 of which are ten hour shifts and end at 6am, doesn’t matter coz I’m probably going to get fired anyway for drunkenly misadventuring back of house at Crown.
But that’s ok because I know that deep down people love me, right? RIGHT! MOTHERFUCKERS WHY WON’T YOU LOVE ME.
bitch
I’m a bitch. I have a boyfriend, best friends, a friendship group and a good family. Yet I am a bitch. I can’t help it. I’m a misanthrope. Girls, guys, you’re all the same and you’re all hateful, self serving bitches and do you even know how little you deserve to live?
sometimes,
sometimes I think my heart has too much of a capacity to love. This is bad, because it makes me uncool. I tell people I love them too often and with too much feeling, or I get really angry and hurt because they’re not paying me enough attention, or because I think they’ve stopped liking me, or I remember all the nice things they’ve done for me and decide that they are the most...
May 2010
9 posts
Horrormones!
Within every female there hides a lurking beast. It visits once a month and wreaks havoc on women’s minds, temporarily replacing the brain as the primary decision maker and thus maliciously manipulates this woman into behaving in a strange, violently irrational manner. This affliction affects all areas of her life and leaves her picking up the pieces for the next month, when it returns to...
me angry!
I hate people that write xs and os and overuse smileys and <3s in messages to my boyfriend. I want to rip their throats out. I don’t care if you’re close to me either. I still hate you, and at the moment that I read the message, you are the worst person in the world to me. This is my thought process upon first sighting offensive messages of the inappropriately affectionate kind:
...
sick
I think that I am a very quietly competitive person. One might not know I’m competing with them, but almost always I will be. Fine, not almost always, I compete with bitches that think they own the world, like they have the right to make people feel terrible about themselves. I will never really actively do anything to be better than them, but in my head there is a battle of personalities...
geebuz
WoW is down for maintenance. Home is boring and foodless. Urge to dye hair rising. Also, jesus, I wish my brain would shut up for a bit and just let me be happy.
Today, doing soupvan, I shook hands with someone that may have killed someone - he had a teardrop tattoo. He was really nice, and all I could think of was: ‘What if I’m touching the hands that took someone’s...
“You’re my favourite girl that hasn’t grabbed my junk”
– Tom P (via love-and-mathematics)
Pshhht it happens once and suddenly he’s a big man.
blergh
Since I’m up and disappointed, I think I’m going to be productive all of today and make myself better at life.
I don’t get it. You can be the best person you’re able to be and people will still overlook you. I’m beginning to think that playing nice isn’t the way to go, and that being a selfish, manipulative bitch is. They seem to get everything they want. I...
this is my life →
April 2010
12 posts
FUUUUUUU
CKKKKK YOU, EVIL ASSHOLES OF THE WORLD. I HATE YOU AND YOUR STUPID FACES.
However, there are some lovely people in the world also. I wish the world were made up of only lovely people. Why can’t everyone be nice, and caring, and not so motherfucking selfish and manipulative and horrible. ARGH. WHY MUST YOU EXIST.
Breathe.
I’m going to think about all the nice people I saw today and...
my subconscious scares me
I had a dream that I was a serial killer, and after I was done slicing and dicing and exploding I scraped up the bloody remains off the floor and put it into a play-dough container. And then I met some other killer for coffee or something and we were exchanging killing tips and methods.
I don’t think I could ever kill a person. Eventhough the person I killed was a bad person, this I’m...
bad day
everyone sucks. the only thing i can rely on is popcorn chicken. and popcorn chicken is a bad friend because it makes me fat.
watch this, please! it's awesome! →
Watching this with my baby brother. He thinks it’s awesome too!
zinggg
This is how I feel lately:
^_^
Sometimes, I’ll just be walking down the road and BAM! New message! Oh what’s thi- and then I dissolve into a puddle of girl. Have you seen my goofy smile? It’s not pretty. I feel sorry for passers-by. I don’t want to be one of those people that shove their happiness down everyone’s throats though. So from now on, instead of...
whaaaat
Such a funny little world. Who would’ve thought that a baby-faced president could die unexpectedly in an aircrash, and that other world leaders might not be able to attend his funeral because of an ash cloud. And his twin brother who served as prime minister a few years ago might replace him.
And that China can find 10,000 people and tie their tubes and chop their balls off. And only half...
Listening to a mixtape my dad made me for my 19th birthday. Kinda wish I were still young, all these songs remind me of dancing around my loungeroom with some sort of air instrument in my pyjamas, or my parents getting drunk with their friends and Rachel and I sneaking into the kitchen to get masses of junkfood. And then them telling me I was made in Hong Kong like everything else in the world,...
oh
He loves me!
buhhh
Date tomorrow. Do not want. Blaming Alex Mckinlay for everything wrong in my life from this point forward. Scared, nervous, clueless… feeling pretty anti-change at the mo. So what it’s dysfunctional! It’s my dysfunctional! Predictable, angsty, depressing but god, sometimes I feel so happy I could burst. But man, nothing’s changed in 9 months, and though I once thought...
to the yous
Give up, move on, get back with your ex, get back to your girlfriend, call me, msg me, spend some time with me, love me. You know which ones you should do. I don’t. Make my mind up for me.
January 2010
3 posts
yayyyyy
I am so glad that things are looking up for people, most people. I want nothing but the best for these people. At the same time, I look at my situation in comparison and wish that things were they used to be. I want to really really like someone and have them really really like me back. You know. The lovely stage where both people make an effort and every single time the other suggests or says...
life
This is my motherfucking life. What the fuck am I doing. What happened to the Kat that used to seek out the beautiful things in everything, and everything was exciting, everything was a joy. Now I’m this angry, resentful, bitter drug abuser. Why am I so scared and ashamed that my friend is helping me pull some strings at Syn. Why do I care so so so so SO much about you. Why am I putting off...
December 2009
6 posts
a little bit sad
I want friends to stop deciding they’re attracted to me. I’m not over it yet so don’t even bother, and keep your words to yourselves because I’m not interested. I have crushes on few people, and so far only one of them has lasted, and gotten into both my heart and pants. I’m not that easy, ok. And it’s offensive when you think you have a shot, when you know how...
