I can't believe it's not Butter!

Oh, I find my blog titles amusing...
I'm currently sitting on my little swivel, orange office chair which squeaks with every movement, waiting for both my brothers to finish up shaving their faces so I can have a shower.
I just got back from the gym and feeling exhausted. I'm listening to Imagine by John Lennnon, everytime I hear this song, I get slightly sad... Not being it's slow, I just think of the video clip of him and Yoko sitting at the piano, being all loved up and such. It's so sweet and yet so sad that such a great musician has left this earth. (I have an urge to mention Michael Jackson here, but I think he's been in my blog already too much for my liking... I'll bring you back later, MJ).

Well I'm now showered and dressed, just having finishing watching The Amityville Horror. It's probably my favorite thriller movie of all time. I watched the special features and it was explaining about how the house was built on Indian burial grounds, and it was showing different views of people. Some believed it was haunted, others didn't. I think one guy can't kill 6 people without one waking up at least... It's a scary thought... I hope my brothers just look creepy and not go out and kill people.

Ahhh..... I had leftover pizza for lunch, Adrian forgot to put some paper towel over his, so when he reheated it, all the topping splattered over the microwave. Yummy...

Michaela is currently wearing a giant red jumper, which was her mother's, and is from the 70's... It's quite warm and comfortable, but I would never wear it ot in public. It probably took 100 sheep just to make a sleeve of this beast! It's itchy on bare skin, but good. Thought you'd like to know.

There's not much else going on... oh! I know!
ok, I'm in a pickle... I went to a party last Friday and I sort of... kissed a guy, let's call him Josh (I won't say any more), and the guy who's party it was, let's call him Jack, apparently had a crush on me.

Now what I didn't know, what that Josh and Jack are best friends. Well, both liked me and Jack said that I had "cut him, as a friend"

The day after Josh told me that he only kissed me because he wanted to get something that Jack didn't have. That he really didn't like me and it was all in good fun. Then Jack told me that because I'd hurt him, he doesn't like me anymore, but still wants to be friends.

Now Jack is talking to me on MSN like "I love you so much, you're my best friend! I don't know what I'd do without you" and he's telling me all his secrets. Keep in mind, I've only met Jack twice and Josh once. I am trying to avoid Jack, while Josh is ignoring me, I'm trying not to speak too much with him. Well if you can understand that, you're golden!

I have one follower! Whom I love greatly! I will ask him if he could get other people to follow my blog, as sometimes I'd appreciate some feedback, what to do and such.

I think that's all I say about today... Oh, someone signed onto MSN, told me I smelled of expired yogurt and signed off... Mmm...


Much Love for one follower, and hopefully more to come.
Michaela

But the kid is not my son.

I've been thinking a lot about Michael Jackson. Listening to his songs a lot more. I don't really know why. I'm sad he's dead and, not only is it a great shame to lose such a fabulous entertainer and singer, but I'm thinking of his kids. People bullied me for not having a dad, but imagine not having a dad who was the King Of Pop.

I have a friend, whom I have been romantically and lustfully involved with (Don't ask), and he's ignoring me. We fight heaps, but we get over it, and usually I know what I've done or what he's done. But this time, all I got was;

""Right, well, I'm missing some in information, which I don't particularly like. So you're getting blocked now.""

And that's it! I've texted him and emailed him and I miss talking to him because he's a friend I can truly talk to and rely on. I have no idea what to do about it. I don't know what I've done and I don't know if something's wrong! I haven't spoken to him since because he's ignoring me...

Anyway, that's too much depression for an entire blog. Cuban Missile Crisis, anyone?

Kennedy handled it beutifully, thank you for saving world!

Talking of Kennedy, all the sons (And their father) all look the same and all have been run through politics somehow!

Also talking of Kennedy, I think Marilyn Monroe is the sexiest thing on legs! Even more so than tables.

I dyed my hair today. I don't like it. I am pale and I don't take much to get even paler! This is me, with dark brown hair... I look like a total noob... (I don't know what that means, but my brothers call me it quite often).

Oh well...

Well Dad got out of hospital and was very grumpy, making some nasty comments about me, but oh well, he's in pain. I'll let it fly now.

Mum's new car got scratched and she said she was 'heartbroken'. I think she's being dramatic, I didn't scratch it, and I think a car isn't a loving part of your heart.

Anyway, that's about it for today.

Goodnight

Michaela

Baby's First Steps (Please ignore last... Mistake)

First post.
Mmm.... tricky tricky...
Well today I got up, had a piece of toast, went to the gym, came back home, stayed home.
Interesting stuff people!

Ok, well I'll tell you about myself.

I'm Michaela.
I'm loud, flamboyant and very outgoing. I have as much self esteem as a box of hair, which isn't much. I like people, I like being nice to people, I like finding out new things and I like the colour green and frogs.
I don't like nasty or bitchy people, I don't like hypocrites, I don't like people who say nasty things just for the sake of sounding cool, I don't like the tint of white, I don't like bananas, I don't like my brothers or my fat little dog.

I like a lot of things, and most things I'm open to, but if I don't like something, it's for a reason.

I write poems, stories, letters, emails and mostly Twitters! http://twitter.com/Aqua_Nautical
I also draw, paint, print, edit, colour, sing, dance, smile and do all sorts of wonderful magical things.

Yes I'm young, younger than you, and I probably don't have much intelligence to run off, but I don't my words and I know my day well

Here's a little taste of what my life is like. (Keep in mind I wrote this last year when I first joined Writer's Club) (Oh god.... I'm too young, break me out!)
I wrote this poem about a week after I read Valley Of The Dolls, the idea of a man so devoted to a woman at one point and cheating on her the next disgusted me. Oh and the poem below it was written by my lovely friend Amelia who decided a little response would be good for me.

The cheater
Your hands upon my shoulders,
Your breath upon my clammy skin.
Your touch makes me swoon,
But my heart won’t let you in.

My hands tremble on your chest,
Your skin against mine.
Your body tried to seduce me,
But I cannot help but sigh.

You cheated to another,
You ran to her embrace.
You held her in your arms, you said,
Where I thought it was my place.

I feel so empty now,
Your love is empty too.
The ‘fling’ you say we once had,
Is now completely through.


THE WINDCHEATER
Your sleeve upon my forearm
Your warmth upon my chilly skin
Your hood is messing up my hair
As I steal from the biscuit tin.


I would also like to say that one of my greatest musical idols was Michael Jackson who passed away while I was on holidays recently. As I listen to Billie Jean, I smile. It's a damn'd good song! I don't care how much he liked little boys, that's his personal buisness and I like his music!

Another would be Pink, she's a role model for girls everywhere, and she kicks a**! I love her tone of voice.

My hobbies would be... well just look above, you can figure it out, lovelies!


Much love for anyone who takes their time to care,
Michaela!

P.S. I thought you might enjoy a funny picture.

Baby

Starting A Blog

Well, this is me, starting a blog. My name's Michaela and I own a lot of feelings. Some I tried to give away, but weren't accept with the enthusiasm needed, while others were refused. I have feelings that make me spontaneous and vibrant minded! I also have feelings that make me say stupid things and decide on stupid pathways. All of these will be portrayed, I hope.
So expect;
* Complaining
* Bragging
* Depression
* Random-ness
* Stupidity
and most of all...
* A Lack Of Audience!

I will put this on my Twitter account.

Yes I do have another blog, but it was written over two years ago and, looking back on it, seems more immature and stupid than I remember... Let's hope I don't look back on this one with the same vibe...

So... yes, I will post homework, stories, poems, lies and sometimes even pictures of myself and others along my trip. I do photography in a class (Outside of school), in which I take pretty pictures... They will be in here.

So strap on your meatloaf, plug in your seatbelts and cook your fridge.

Much love and embarrassment,
Michaela