If you're wondering what the deal is with this title of mine, it's not just the fact that I'm slightly insane, nor that the leprechauns in my head have developed a phobia of chocolate amphibians. It refers to something I learned recently about chocolate --it's not a good idea (especially on a hot day) to open a Freddo Frog that you've so generously bought to support you friend's hockey team, then put it back into your schoolbag and decide you'll finish it later. I repeat - NOT A GOOD IDEA!!! Unless, of course, you enjoy chewing your biro in class and wouldn't mind it to be chocolate flavoured. In which case, go for your lives!
My name is Nerissa, I'm turning 15 in September, and I'm bored. I thought I might endeavour to piss yet more people off with my existance, since I've run out of people in this state alone to do such to. So I made this webpage. It's pretty crap and whatnot, but it's my first attempt at working with HTML and I'm trying to make it look decent...
I suffer from mild insanity which I am hoping to spread outside the confines of this mere city. Other than that I'm a normal person with cats, a colony of mice (they're breeding like... well, like mice. And you know what mice are like - goddamn sex-maniacs they are), not to mention the family of leprechauns making their home in my empty skull amongst the dust and cobwebs.
LATEST NEWS:
I went to the chiropractor at the end of July and it turns out that everybody’s suspicions were not unfounded – there is something wrong with my head. We now have medical confirmation. I have a cranial fault in which my cranio-sacral pump is not functioning correctly. The plates of my skull, which are meant to expand and contract to allow movement of cerebro-spinal fluid, have jammed as a result of some knock on the head that I can't seem to remember getting. The fluid, which is like blood but without red blood cells, protects and nourishes your brain. But mine is not circulating and has become stagnant, meaning that my brain function is weak, causing headaches, drowsiness, and dizzy-spells.
At least now I have an excuse for being so uncoordinated. I'll use it as an excuse to get out of sport, which I confess to sucking tremendously at. In fact, I think I’ll use it as an excuse for everything...
“Why didn’t you do your homework?”
“Sorry, sir. I couldn’t understand the question because of my cranial fault.”
“Why didn’t you call me last night when you couldn’t make it?”
“Oh, I’m so sorry! I completely forgot! See, my cranial fault…”
We're steadily approaching the end of 2003, which means that I have to start thinking about which subjects I want to study in grade 11 (omigod, I'll be a senior next year). I'm so relieved that I finally get to ditch HPE. In fact, I can ditch any subject I want to, other than English and Maths. It'll be good to finally get to study what I want to, rather than what they make us. What I want to study would be Art and Photography, but I needed two other subjects, so I chose Biology and Study of Society because the best teachers in the school teach those subjects (go Miss Fergie!).
I wasn't sure whether or not to keep studying Japanese. The only reason for doing so would be to go on the trip to Japan next year with the rest of the year 11 Japanese students. But then my reasons for not studying it were that 1. I can't speak Japanese to save myself, and 2. My family probably wouldn't have enough money to finance the Japan-trip anyway. So I decided not to.
I need the new Powderfinger album. My favourite album of theirs was Double Allergic, but Vulture Street is so good I'm having trouble deciding which is best. If you don't know what I'm talking about and have no idea who Powderfinger is, then you suck muchly and you need to get into some aussie rock coz you've had your nose in American RnB and bubblegum pop for too long.
Powderfinger needs some international recognition. As does so many other great bands that only a select few seem to be familiar with. Not enough people listen to good music because they're too interested in shit with limited artistic content and a tune all in one monotone, or if you're lucky three or four notes, sung by some sheila in little shorts and a bikini top. And don't even get me started on Britney Spears, Atomic Kitten or the Backstreet Boys. A new song that's really got my back up is that Satisfaction song by some techno artist I can't be bothered wasting my memory on remembering the name of. The whole film clip is anorexic women flashing their arses. Which I suppose disguises the fact that the music is bullshit, because you're too busy looking at the blonde bird in the hotpants using the electric drill.
If you disagree then tell me about it in my guestbook. Or you could just tell me how much you love and adore me. That's always nice to hear.
