She’s back for good.

Ooh lala, Jenny was right, WordPress does feel awesome! Yay I’m blogging in Georgia font and the text box is resizable. Hmmm, so on http://its-dejavu.blogdrive.com I promised I would come back, so here I am. Almost a year later, I’m back. With less readers of course, due to the fact that.. Okay okay I have no excuse, I just don’t have many readers! But for those who do read, thank you sweeties, you make my day just to know that you were bothered to rofl. So what have I been getting up to for the past year? Not much, I think I’m pretty much the same ol’ baby ck. Minus the lame tag name.

Towards the end of the year, I had a family trip up to Hamilton Island, ’tis beautiful.  My mother and her partner bought a house up the central coast and it’s pretty old and rusty but it’s near the beach and great Gosford shopping so it’s alright. They’re up almost every weekend renovating over there. My mum plans to move up there when I’m living on my own in Sydney. I did well on my yearly reports. New years eve was different to the last years, but I still enjoyed myself with the same countdown pash.

It’s a new year, I’m in year nine and I am now brace-faced. I shared my best Valentines day with him. The plushed flowers were adorable, and so was the gigantic card I created.  A few days later I went to my first concert. Suprisingly, it was with  Michael. Evanescence are reaaaally good live and we were right up at the front. S’all good. I’m going to Fall Out Boy in September but I regret buying their tickets because I would’ve rathered seen Yellowcard & Sum 41 at the big top. (I never knew Yellowcard’s new album was good at that time.) There was my first ever excursion during highschool. Might I say, it was the first time I’ve stepped foot in a university and it’s motivated me to work hard towards my goal and be there one day. Too bad I’m still procrastinating though. I also went to the UNYA conference, which has taught me many things about global warming, United Nations and how funny Thanh looks with bed head. Great experience filled with many many nerd from all these smart schools. My did we feel left out, coming from Cheso – pretty much a shithole. Especially the fact that everybody there was at least in year 11. Oh and I’ve forgotten to mention my love for français. I started it at the beginning of this year and I’m suprised by what I’ve learnt in just a semester. I’m in love with this subject, and will stick by it even when I’m done with highschool.

Anyway, ZOOOM to the part where I mention my daddy moved down south. & so I visited him, the first time being on a plane on my own. It felt good, somehow relaxing, disregarding the irritating ear block you get from the high altitude or whatever it is. It was my second trip to Melbourne and it was such a fun trip. It included shopping, karaoke @ home every damn night and seeing my dearest boyfriend – Max Brenner. I also spent quality time with my little stepsisters, whilst playing tamagotchi and watching Aquamarine. I felt like a little girl. It was a sad goodbye, but the airport had Boost juice that I could take on the plane with me. S’all good.

Not long after that I had my toes painted fluro aqua and boarded Pacific Sun with Alina and our mothers. My god, the cruise was filled with food, food and more food. Ahuh, I couldn’t fit into my jeans afterwards. But hey, some of the best dishes I’ve ever had in my life. Breakfast buffet was okay, had my daily Special K. Lunch would be filled with *drool-able buffet food and very very nice cakes. Oh, and waiters that have a thing for you and bring you a giant tray of creme caramel. And so much cake. Papadums too. At dinner time, you would dress sometimes fancy and have your water poured in a wine glass with waiters that take your order and the best tasting bread and butter ever to have while waiting for your 4 course meal. All this, 9 days in a row. That is vacation. A bonus if one of the waiters is adorably cute. Oh, did I mention the room service that clean your room twice a day? Making your beds, packing away your goodies and that all that stuff. Oh and his name be Mansi. We fancied him. & we dancied too We finally ended up watching The Illusionist, The Prestige, Barnyard, Charlotte’s Web etc on the cruise. And all this was onboard, I haven’t even mentioned the islands we happy lapped around. Mystery Island, Port Vila & Noumea, of New Calendonia. I was so damn excited on “France JNR”, trying to speak French as much as possible on the island. The last few nights were the shit, dancing with randoms and stealing Fabio’s wine, ooh the good times. Yes, I miss it dearly. It was hilarious how I was always questioned ‘Are you Filipino?’, and some random man telling us he likes dark girls, wink wink..

So then we returned to Sydney and term 2 passed me by. I visited The Rocks for another excursion which I scored awesome freebies, I love Writer’s Week. Had a day off school to sit by Circular Quay and write haiku’s describing the scenery. I haven’t been so bothered with school work lately, I’ve been bludging a lot actually. I’m glad to have spent yet another priceless pissing session with Jenny, man it felt like year seven again. No idea where Tony & Kevin came from but t’was fun. I am now fourteen and seventeen days. I had a special birthday, I’m more than satisfied. The gifts were all beautiful, I love you all. & those who came too. Espescially Bien for the ‘Hustler Honey’ haha I can not get over that. Also those who wished me a happy birthday, thank you loads. Within the first few hours of my birthday I applied for McDonalds. I discovered a week or two later that I made a typo on my birth date. Stupid, eh? Who forgets their own birthday, on their own birthday. I went to my first ever job interview and I doubt I would get the call-back, but hey, it was an experience so I’m glad.

My holidays have been boring but the last few days have been hilarious. Transformers is a great movie which has also begun my obsession for Josh Duhamel. Okay so I was into him whilst watching Win A Date With Tad Hamilton and Las Vegas, but he is oh-so hot hot hot acting as a… Whatever those people who are in the military are called.   But it’s a shame he’s going out with Fergie, but don’t worry, I’ll hunt her down. Yesterday was filled with laughs as I spent it with Alina, Susan & Catherine at Parra. Visited my boyfriend again, Max – he keeps me coming back for more. Scored a free Volcom hat @ City Beach and the priceless moment of Alina running around the shop, protesting with a humungous ‘Make Love Not War’ sign. YEAH, she’s the man! We imac’d some more and on the way back I had my first experience with inhaling helium. The voice is a crack up, I really want a helium tank now. We also bumped into the school friends to say a happy birthday to Robert. Old fart. I’m going to buy you a cake when we get back to school simply because all I gave you was a fart bomb.

Last night whilst driving me home from Alina’s place my mum sprung a spontaneous thought on me. She was checking out the for sale signs on the houses on Alina’s streets. The pretty duplexes. I was thinking ‘Are you for real?’, I’ve grown up on Normanby all my life, it would be so sad to leave. But at the same time, I would be ecstatic. Come on, new room, double storey, spacey, walking to school, being able to sleep in later, having actual friends residing very close to me. It’s close to the station, buses and better shops. [off topic, but somebody just signed in with 'STINA TRAN' on their display name and it scared the jebus out of me. that girl always manages to make me feel funny. whoever she is. she had 'i want candy' on her nickname once, all relating to us, it's freaky.] I would miss my favourite park in the whole wide world, and my house because I’ve been here for so long and absolutely everything. But if I had a choice, I would move because my goal is to take every chance, if I can’t bear leaving now, when would I be able to? Anyway, this paragraph could be over nothing, my mum’s just thinking about it, not like it would happen. Let’s hope it does though.

So do you think I’ve changed? My goals probably have, but I’m still the same, minus the boyfriend. My goals include living life to the fullest and at the same time focusing on my school work and hand in all my assignments with effort put into them. I don’t know about Japanese, but I’m certain I want to speak fluent French. I’m short on money so I’m going to keep trying with the job thing, even if I’m so damn young. And for Tuesday sports every term until 12th grade, I will pick a different one because I find it boring to repeat the same sports. So why have I gone back to blogging? I’ve realised I want to look back five years from now I remember how I saw life and what made me happy then. I would want to know how I was feeling and compare it with how I would feel.

I want to have things to look forward to, so I guess sexual chem-ing would be one of them. And there’s nothing I can do about Fall Out Boy so I might as well make it the better than my last concert. I shall dress slutty and mosh till I.. collapse. And even though I don’t find Pete Wentz hot, I’ll pretend to and stalk him with my girls.

♥ christina.