I'm Rhiannon.

And tonight, i'm sad. Everythings not going to plan. I miss people and i don't want to work anymore. Christmas isn't gonna be as good as i was hoping and i'm awfully tired. I just want it to be over.

Dominic Harper + Rhiannon Evans.

Everybody's a liar.

~~~~~

You just have to know. And when you don't know? No one can fault you for it. You do what you can, when you can, while you can. When you can't, you just can't.

~~~~~

Communication. It's the first thing we really learn in life. The funny thing is, once we grow up, learn our words and really start talking, the harder it becomes to know what to say. Or how to ask for what we really need.

~~~~~

At the end of the day, there are some things you just can't help but talk about. Some things we just don't want to hear, and some things we say because we can't be silent any longer. Some things are more than what you say. They're what you do. Some things you say because you have no other choice. Some things you keep to yourself. And not too often, but every now and then, some things simply speak for themselves.

~~~~~

People lie to us all the time. The rule is, every person is a liar until proven honest. Lying is bad. Or so we are told constantly from birth. Honesty is the best policy, the truth shall set you free, I chopped down the cherry tree. Whatever. The fact is, lying is a necessity. We lie to ourselves because the truth... the truth freaking hurts.

~~~~~

I hate everything about you,

Why do i love you?

I really wanna go see New Moon.
Mhmm mhmm.
Also, I wanna be a singer.
Yepp yepp yepp.
And, if its not too much to ask, can holidays be now instead of 2 days away.
Sounds good kids :D

Mostly, i have nothing insightful to write tonight. I just felt like writing. Well. No. I just like that "I hate everything about you, why do i love you?" part of that song and was like BAM i wanna write it somewhere.. But probs not on facebook. Cause everyone'll be like "whats this hizzhapps?" And not on myspace, cause its gayer than that gay kid i saw once.

I really really really like music. And lyrics. And the way they sound together. And how it makes me happy or sad or excited. I think that these holidays, i want to try really hard to learn how to play guitar. And sing good. And then be absolutely breathtakingly good at something so everyone goes "wow" cause that would make me one very happy little jar of mayonaise.

I'd also like to be good at photography or art or motocross or dancing or even just something cooler than nothing :) If anyone would like to assist in this process, your help would be greatly appreciated.

Cheers, Rhizzzahhhh :D

You would not believe your eyes,

If ten million fireflies,
Lit up the world as i fell asleep.
Cause they fill the open air
And leave teardrops everywhere.
You'd think me rude,
But i would just stand and stare.

So you may have noticed in my last few blogs, i haven't been so happy lately. Theres been a few things weighing on my mind and i've had a hard time pushing them to the bottom and appreciating the good things i've been blessed with.

Recently i was joined by a few good friends at Curtis' house for some drinks and some much needed chilling. Needless to say, i drank a bit too much. Luckily i had those few good friends to look after me. I'd like to thank Joel and James for picking me up when i fell down. And Curtis' dog Bronson Bear for keeping me company. But most of all, i'd like to thank Amy and Curtis. These two were there for me for the entire night. They helped me simply by being there, by being my legs when i couldn't walk, and by having a shoulder for me to cry on. I'm not usually one of those emotional drunks, but that night i was a bit of a mess. These guys helped me realise things that i should have been able to see with my own eyes. They stopped me from making some stupid mistakes. And i'd like to truely thank them for this. You guys are true friends. And although you sometimes encourage me to do stupid things, you're there when i need you and thats what really counts. Oh! Also, thankyou Joel for my amazing bowler hat. I'm quite in love with this item. So to Amy, Curtis, Joel and Bronson Bear, thankyou, my bestfriends.

Life this week has been a lot better, partially thanks to you guys. I've been a better girlfriend this week. And i aim to continue this behaviour.

Owl City - Fireflies
This songs pretty swell. Kyall agrees. And you know if your older brother thinks its good, it must be :)

Soonerz kids

Impure thoughts.

Yanno how sometimes you'll have a thought. Then wonder why you thought that. And realise you probably shouldn't have thought that. And sometimes hope you don't think that again?
Well i've been doing that a fair bit lately. Except i often skip the last step. Or i'll do the opposite, and hope that i will have a similar thought again.
Should i try to stop having these thoughts? My guess is - probably. But to be honest, they're so marvellously entertaining. And at the moment, life without these thoughts, would be unbearably dull.
For the time being, i'm not hurting anyone, so i think i'll let my thoughts wonder to where ever they feel comfortable.

I spent the past weekend at Rovers Park with some pretty cool kids.
We had some mad fun on the waterslide there.
Heres some snapshots. Enjoy.

This dam smelt awful.

Kyalls expression is priceless.The look of concentration on James' face is classic.

I will be strong,

Even if it all goes wrong.

I seem to have a tendency of hurting the people that mean the most to me lately. I don't know how i keep doing it. But i wish it would stop. Is there some kind of book that will tell me how to stop it? Is there someone that can teach me how to fix it? I don't like causing this sort of pain. And I don't like feeling this sort of pain.

So, to everyone that i've hurt, and everyone that i will hurt, i'm sorry.

Sometimes i question my sanity.

As we were, so perfect, so happy. They'll remember only our smiles, cause that's all the see. Long since dried, when we are found, all the tears in which we have drowned. As we were, so perfect, so happy.


This is an example of my pro photography skillz.These skillz don't even compare to mine.

Classic Kind Of Beauty.

I recently took a trip to see my grandparents. Its not overly exciting there, so its a hard task entertaining myself. I found these photos in one of the rooms along with tonnes of others, i only had my phone with me and i'm certainly no photographer, so they are terrible quality. But i thought the originals were absolutely stunning. I wish my myspace pictures looked this classy and beautiful.

This is my Nana Isabella on the far left with her siblings,
I forget their names, i think one was Lindsay.
They look like painted dolls in my opinion.

This is my dads Aunty Dimpy.
Apparently she was a lovely lady.
She has that classic kind of beauty that i wish i had.

The Tenth Circle

She knew all sorts of four letter words now; they just weren't the ones most people considered foul language.
Love.
Help.
Rape.
Stop.
Then.
As a child, she'd been afraid of the dark. The closet door had to be shut tight, with her desk chair wedged under the knob, to keep the monsters from getting out. Her blanket had to pulled up to her neck, or the devil might get her. She had to sleep on her belly, or a vampire could come and put a stake through her heart.
She was still afraid, years later - not of the dark but of the days. One after another, and no end in sight.
"Trixie?"
Trixie heard her mother again and swiftly reached into the medicine cabinet. The hilarious thing - the thing that no one bothered to tell you - was that being raped wasn't the worst part of everything she'd been through. In fact, that first frantic fall didn't hurt nearly as much as getting back on your feet afterwards.

It was the kind of doorknob that needed only a straightened wire hanger to pop the bolt. The minute Laura stepped inside the bathroom, she saw it - blood smearing the white wall of the sink, blood pooling beneath Trixie on the floor, blood covering Trixie's shirt as she hugged her slashed wrists to her chest. "Oh, my God," Laura cried, grabbing Trixie's arms to try to stop the flow. "Oh, Trixie, no..."
Trixie's eyes fluttered. She looked at Laura for a half second and then sank into unconsciousness. Laura held her daughter's limp body up against her own, knowing that she had to get to a phone and equally sure that if she left Trixie alone, she'd never see her alive again.



Jodi Picoult. Is pure genius.
Her books make me cry like a baby.
I've just finished reading "The Pact" for the second time.
That one takes first place.
Its about a teenage girl and boy who make a suicide pact.
She shoots herself first and he passes out.
The police come, and he spends the next nine or so months in jail trying to prove that he didn't kill her.
It is the saddest, most intriguing story i have ever read.
I'm currently about half way through The Tenth Circle for the second time.
This one's quite sad too.
It's about Trixie. You probably get the general idea.
Her dad writes comics.
And her mum teaches a class about Dante and the 9 levels of hell.
Watching their daughter go through this, is the tenth level for them.
I like it. I like it a lot.
I wish i could write like that.
It amazes me.

Kudos my hero...

He always seemed invincible
Her hero standing tall
The person she looked up to most
Now she's watching as he falls.

He's the one she ran to
When everything went wrong
The only one she trusted
He had been there for so long.

The one that made her smile
When she was feeling down
But now he's got her wondering
How much longer he'll be round.

He's the one she needs right now
So much more than he knows
The only one who understand
With him her true self shows.

She wants to help him
She needs him to stay
Who will she turn to
When he goes away?

Tears fill her eyes
Where'd this gone wrong?
Everything is falling apart
Had this been coming all along?

She can't take these thoughts
She numbs them to zero
Her brother's knocking at the door
She loves him, her hero.

So mostly, I wrote this sometime last year...
Maybe October type area.
I think it was originally for a school thing.
Umm, i think it pretty much sums itself up.
My older brother is a maddawg. And it sucks when he's not happy.
We pretty much ace the world when we're being madcore.
At the time there was a lot of talking about him moving out.
And i wasn't really getting along with the rest of my family.
So that scared me a bit.
This weekend has been a bit rough on him,
so i suppose thats what inspired this blog.
My boyfriend and i have just ascertained that
Little sisters care a lot more than they show.

I love you man.

Take care everyone.
xo

I should write a blog...

But i'm far too lazy.



I love this boy very very much.
He makes my world spin round.
:-)

Dirty Attention Seeker...

I'm so needy. And clingy. And gay. I always need someone to want me or need me. I need someone to care. I need someone to want to be with me, to want to know whats going on in my life. And the very second that someone isn't wanting me, i get so upset. Its ridiculous. It needs to stop. I frustrate myself so much. The minute that someone doesn't seem interested in me or chooses to do something else instead of talk to me, i feel so worthless and it really is stupid. I know it is, no need to reiterate that fact.

Ah, i love writing sooky blogs. Its like a public diary. Lmao. Yay.
Sorry for wasting those minutes of your life. I wish i could give them back to you. And you could fill them with more interesting and meaningful memories.
Sorry for being such a whiny bitch.

Take care, xo.

Bigger scars make better stories...

So this weekend was quite a happy one.

It started on Friday afternoon,
I made Jade and Kirsty wait with me after Ancient History till Amy arrived from Art.
Then we ran to her house, no joke, we ran, cause we were well excited about that nights upcoming events. Once there, we had some Mint Slice biscuit dealies... Yanno the ones? Yeah, and they were well delicious. We got changed from our school uniforms into our gig outfits. Haha. Then BAM! Dad drove us to Dominics house.
We did some final adjustments and then Dominic, Amy and I were on our way to 8 Mile Plain bus station. We met Rhys there and together we caught a bus to Marter Hill i think :-) After walking/running a few hundred metres in the wrong direction, we check the map and headed towards Princess Theatre.
Clearly we aced Monsterfest. Got some "bro fist" from one of the guitarists in For Today, and spoke to one of the guitarists in Ekklesia. All the bands were pretty sick, and we sat on the stage pretty much half the night, cause thats how insanely cool we are.

Saturday was just as good, if not better.
The morning was pretty lame, but i arrived at Dominics at about 3.45 after dad decided a visit to Mitre 10 was urgent. Not to worry, i brought lollipops for me and my boy. We spent a while looking at photos with his mother. Dom then attempted to teach me some piano skillz. He did extremely well. He made it so i could almost understand what he meant. Haha, he's quite mind bogglingly good at piano. We watched some Scrubs next, cause clearly if its on the telly, we cant just walk past it. Haha.
Then we played pool! By golly! What fun! Haha, yet another game i suck at. But it was fun all the same :-) I used my hands half the time cause i was having troubles hitting the ball. Haha. Hmm.. What next? The trampoline i think! Jumping wasn't a good idea due to my back injury. So we just layed there snuggling. Dom took my scarf, to keep himself warm, what a gentleman :P
We made a salad to go with dinner, then we ate dinner! Yum! I got a Freddo after dinner cause the Harpers are insanely cool like that.
After dinner, Dominic and i put a hole in his wall. Haha. Unlucky. Then we decided to watch a Paramore dvd. Bad idea, Hayley Williams is the subject of Dominics previous obsession. Can't blame him, cause she is insanely cool. She managed to make me feel insecure and jealous. Haha. How sad. I enjoyed pointing out the spunky guitarist. Haha. Yay for me :-) But seriously Hayley is freakin awesome. As is Paramore, awesome awesome awesome. Then i had to go home.

Today is Sunday, i went to visit my cousin and her baby. Yay! Kristy is pretty funtastic, we assembled an activity center for Isabella, its pretty snazzy. Isabella woke up cause we made too much noise, she's insanely cute. I'd probably like to have me one of those when i'm Kristy's age. I read One Fish Two Fish Red Fish Blue Fish, best book ever, i think so. Haha. I laughed so much. On the drive home i fell asleep. Probably cause i'd stayed up till 1am talking to Dom the night before. When i arrived home, i watched Good Luck Chuck. Its funny, i like it. :-)

This is my boyfriend being a slush bucket at Monsterfest on Friday night. I bought him that shirt. He throwsdown like a spunk. Hehe. I'm bad at getting his face in that photo obviously, I love him all the same though.
This is my bestfriend being a scrag after moshing extremely hxc at Monsterfest on Friday night. She scraggled up my hair before this photo. My slushy boyfriend took this one, thats why both faces are in there. I look mingin' but we had most fun:-)
This is my cousins baby Isabella, that makes me her second cousin. Its a pitty she wasn't smiling when i took this, cause to be completely honest, she has the cutest baby smile i've ever seen. She even cries cute. Definately a slush kid.


Hmm, lyrics that made me wow today:
I made my bed and I sleep like a baby
With no regrets and I dont mind sayin
Its a sad sad story when a mother will teach her
Daughter that she ought to hate a perfect stranger
And how in the world can the words that I said
Send somebody so over the edge
That theyd write me a letter
Sayin that I better shut up and sing
Or my life will be over

Im not ready to make nice
Im not ready to back down
Im still mad as hell and
I dont have time to go round and round and round
Its too late to make it right
I probably wouldnt if I could
Cause Im mad as hell
Cant bring myself to do what it is you think I should

Mother and i tend to sing along to this one :-)

I'd say this post has gone on long enough now.
Take care
xoxo.

What a rainy ending given to a perfect day...

Well, it's been a tiring week so far.
Dad says I'm nearly a fully fledged adult.
Cause I've got all the stress of assignments, and work, and no time, and no money.
Ha ha, lucky me hey. :]

Mmms, i wanna write something really meaningful that'll make you go "wow, that's deep". Or something really interesting that you'll want to keep reading. But i don't know how to. I think i should take a course in journalism. I used to be quite good at story writing in primary school. But kinda fail at english now... Bummer.

I haven't been overly happy these last few nights, and tbh I'm not entirely sure why. I've been thinking a lot about the mistakes I've made, and the ones that i might make in the future. It's not really a splendid topic of thought. I would strongly suggest you push them to the very back corner of your mind and leave them there as long as possible.

"So i start a fight cause i need to feel something, and you do what you want cause I'm not what you wanted..."
I know them ones, kinda reminds me of the line,
"When everything feels like the movies, yeah you bleed just to know you're alive..."
I've known them ones too.

Anyway, heres a snapshot of my baby and i at Demi's sixteenth on the weekend. We quite obviously were not ready for this photo. But it was a pretty epic party. I'm pretty sure that's a real Polaroid picture, not just edited in there... So yeah, epic coolness.

I'd now like to congratulate myself on completing yet another pointless post in my saga of heythererhiannon, and thank my loyal followers for wasting a few minutes of their life reading this, you are never getting those minutes back.

Take care, xo.

Spider-man, Spider-man,

Does whatever a spider can,
Spins a web, any size,
Catches thieves just like flies.
LOOK OUT!
Here comes the Spider-mannnnnn!

Is he strong?
Listen bud,
He's got radioactive blood!
Can he swing from a thread?
Take a look overhead.
Hey there!
There goes the Spider-mannnn!


Haha.
Is that not quite possibly the coolest theme song you've ever had the pleasure of reading?
In my opinion, it would come second only to the One Piece theme song.
But i'm not entirely sure...
It'd be an interesting battle. :]

I Love Spiderman, I do, its true.
As found in a recent survey done by yours truly, I have accumulated quite an impressive amount of Spider-man merchandise.
Here is a very detailed list of Spider-man things you can currently find in my room;
* Two different Spider-man watches (One is broken, and i seem to have misplaced the other. Oh dear)
* Six Spider-man comic books - Reborn Part 2, Blood Brothers Part 4, Countdown Part 5, Fear Itself, Web of Spider-man, and Brand New Day
* A Spider-man calendar
* A Spider-man blanket
* A Spider-man wall crawler
* Spider-man Monopoly
* A Spider-man floor crawler
* A Spider-man kite
* A Spider-man torch with interchangeable thingos that put pictures on your wall
* A Spider-man mask
* Two different Spider-man badges
* A pair of Spider-man sunnies from Disney Land
* A kinder surprise type Spider-man toy
* A Spider-man coin thingy from Universal Studio
* A Spider-man money box
* Spider-man crayons
* A Spider-man lamp

And finally, my most recent addition to my collection,
Spider-man nails :-)


Its hard to make them show up,
But i did my best.
Haha.

In conclusion, Spider-man is awesome as he can shoot web from his wrists and i hope to one day be as cool as Spider-man himself :]

Take care, x

The Amazing Adventures of BoneyMan and JelloGirl

Today was FANTASTIC!
Or perhaps it wasnt. But i am currently rather hypo and so everything is FANTASTIC!.
It is currently 9.25pm and gee i had a well hectic day.
I woke up at 6.30am, similar to last wednesday i suppose. I'll try not to write the same things.
I had daycare, which overall was quite lovely.
I spent the entire day with children under the age of four. It was splendid. I love the babies and toddlers. They are hell freakin cute. I totally got to cut out christmas trees today. And bottle feed some youngin's and eat some swell-tastic cake AND IT WASN"T EVEN ANYONES BIRTHDAY!

Next was dancing, and yeah i didn't stay for too long. Mostly spent the first ten minutes waiting for Sarah and informing Bec and Taylah of the latest gossip. We worked on Circus for a few little whiles. Then Claire decided we should do her class. Thats fun. I did good work tonight, she said so herself. Yayyyyy. Then mum came and picked me up real early :-)

It wasnt fantastic though, cause i had to come home and work on my maths assignment. Which sucked weenis, as you can imagine. But i totally kicked it in the shins repeatedly. So yeah, up yours maths assignment. I R WINNER!

Speaking of kicking things in the shins and winning. BoneyMan aka Dad and JelloGirl aka Me, had a freakin awesome battle tonight. He hurt my hand 1-0. But then he had a full hectic coughing fit 1-1. When later asked about this incident, BoneyMan said "i couldnt fight anymore, i was coughing. Look, just accept that you won." Which clearly i did :-)
JelloGirl then proceeded to battle Kyall(he doesnt have a superhero name) Clearly I won again, cause he's sore from the gym. PansyBoy. That should be his name hahahaha.

Here is a section of a texting conversation;
Myphonesent: Hold on. Write back soon think im pregnant, (:
Domsphonesent: Lol what the hell?
Myphonesent: Blank message.
Domsphonesent: That didn't say anything. Just letting you know.
Myphonesent:Heh. Its Kyall man. Just kidding. (: man. Im having way too much fun.
Domsphonesent: Haha righto. Glad your having fun then man lol.


Haha.
Gee i love it when my 18yrold brother thinks its funny to make my boyfriend think im pregnant.

I love you Dominic :]

Soonerz and stuff xx

Is there a point to this?

Firstly, I'd like to thank my splendiferous friends for reading my blog. In particular Joel for finding it amusing, and Amy B for being sad when i don't post a new one. You guys make me smile, if it weren't for you i probably wouldn't be writing this at this very moment.
I really don't have any idea what to write about tonight, as this post is purely to keep Amy dearest happy :]

Three random facts about me tonight:
* My arms are killing me from gym last night.
* I've got loads of homework, kill me now.
* I have no money and it sucks!

Hahahahahaha.
I love looking through old things.
Man year nine was ace-tastic.
Doesn't Sam make a champion cheerleader?
:-)

So this term i was supposed to be trying hard. I've been saying that for a few years now, and never actually stick to it. But i was pretty determined to do well this time. It is a whole lot more effort than i have in me tonight. I attempted to finish my math assignment, i gave up and am writing a blog instead. Haha. Well Done Rhiannon! Anyway, point is, i have a whole lot of stuff to do, and no motivation to do it. I'd much rather be on here talking to Mr Boyfriend and writing pointless blogs.

I've got daycare tomorrow, which should be fun. It'd be so much better if my day was 10-2 or something instead of 7.30-4.30 haha. Its just too many hours. Especially when you don't get to sleep much. I think we should be able to join in with nap time. YEAH!

For those who aren't aware, my birthday will arrive in approximately 60 sleeps. This is rather exciting news. Indeed i shall be a total of sixteen years old. Legal to drive and engage in sexual intercourse. HELLZ YEAH! Hahaha.

To answer my own question, no there is not a point to this.
And i think it has been sufficiently pointless now.

Cheerio XD

Blast from the past ?

Today i found myself searching for my grade six school photos.
Why? Because i could have sworn my teacher was a spitting image of Britney Spears.
The result? I couldn't find my grade six photos.
But the teacher in question was also my brothers grade four teacher.
I found those. And i was correct!
I wouldn't say spitting image... But she definitely looks similar!
Don't you agree?


Whilest searching through old photos,
I also found what is quite possibly my all time favourite photo
of Kyall and I.
I'd say he was about four and i was about two.
I'm not entirely sure why i love it so much.
But i do.
:-)

In conclusion, i love little kids, and cannot wait to be a mother.
I'm also extremely excited about Britneys concert in November.
Eeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeep :]

It begins again...

Today was day one of term three, year eleven...
At least thats what it was for me.
Getting up early sucks epic weenis. As does waiting in the cold, hoping the day will warm up, only to be let down and left without a jumper.

I like new terms, cause i start out with all new things.
New pencil case, books, pens, shoes... Haha.
I love new things. :-)

I like finding out the things we'll be learning.
I like finding out my form teacher got engaged.
And that my business teacher is getting married in three months.
I like watching The Simpsons in ancient history, cause we've got a mad teacher who lets us learn in cool ways.
Im not too fond of doing graphs in maths... They're a bit lame.
And i don't like my english teacher. Haha.

Seeing my friends is always the highlight though.
And talking about holidays.
And planning to see Bruno on the weekend.
And having a well good bitch with Jordann.
That girl makes me smile [:

My best friend has been a bit of a dud lately. And to be honest i've kind of given up trying. So she can have her boyfriend, and her school-based-couple-friends (minus Yvette & Joel, cause they're cool). I'm over it.

But most of all, Tuesday the fourteenth of July 2009,
means that i've been with my boyfriend for seventeen months.
Thats incredible right. Seventeen months. Thats almost a year and a half.
I wish i had've had the chance to see my boy today.
But unfortunately, we're both busy little vegemites during the week.
Weekends are our time :-)
I cannot wait. Eeeeeeep :D


This is a photograph i took on the weekend. It has no relevance to this post. These are my brothers and my dad. I don't get along with the one in the middle. He has a tendency to make life hell. The other two are rather splendid most days.

Isn't that a song already?

I was recently sent a song that a friends friend had written and recorded etc.
Its quite well done for an amateur piece in my opinion.
Its a pretty song and i've listened to it like 23 times already. Haha.
He's pretty talented at piano - i should learn, its beautiful.
And the lyrics are pretty slushy too.

"Everyday of my life cant get you out of my mind,
I need you to stay so i can breath."

"Sometimes girl i wish you knew,
I feel for you,
How much i miss you,
How much i love you."

It made me think of how special that girl must feel.
To have a song written about her.
I suppose she'd feel somewhat like Sonny Moore's "Emily".
And pretty much every person who has had a song written for or about them.

I had a song written for me once, a long time ago.
It was a nice thought. I remember being quite thrilled when i received it.
But once i thought a little more about it, i realized it was kinda unneeded at the time.
And if i could find it now, i'm sure it would be a lot lamer than i remember.

I dunno, i just think it'd be pretty ace to have a proper song written for me that tells me how much you're in love with me. And how you need me just to breath. I'd probably listen to it on repeat for weeks. Because i dig that sorta stuff. I'd be well surprised and impressed by something like that :]

Ps, Any sorta song would do, doesn't have to be about you being madly in love with me. Could be about something not to do with me at all, just dedicated to me. Haha. Would be almost as cool :-)

If I Just Said;

I Really Want A Rabbit That Does this...



Would That Count As A Post?
Because I'd Really Like It If It Did.
I Found This Rabbit At Rover Park,
Where We Went For The Weekend To Ride And What Not.
His Name Is Thomas.
I Dig Rabbits.
Pitty We Can't Have Them In Queensland...

That was quite a show..

So I was watching Ultimate Fighting Challenge on television with the boys today. Its the first time i'd watched it. Its pretty intense and i was surprised how much i enjoyed it. Haha. Some of the moves they do are insanely cool. It doesn't appear like there are many rules involved with UFC, but apparently there is tonnes. The only one i could distinguish was when you were in too much pain, you tap your opponent and they're supposed to let go of you, they then win the fight. But other than that, its pretty much just street fighting - you can kick, punch, elbow, knee, tackle... Pretty much use what ever skills you have. There is so much blood on the mat at the end of the fight. Its insane. The guys are absolutely huge and they seem to train pretty hard in all sorts of martial arts etc. I didn't like how the show built up a huge fight between Brock Lesnar and Frank Mir, then didn't show the fight. Haha. It seemed pointless, cause i highly doubt i'll actually get to see that fight now. And it looked awesome.

I must mention Brock Lesnar. He is probably one of the biggest guys on the show. He was insanely large. They showed a part where he was watching the replay of a fight that he lost. He got pretty angry and stormed out of the room and down the hallway. He elbowed one of the doors and it broke! Haha. He's got a well cool tattoo of a sword on his chest too. I wonder how you get so many muscles. Does it take them long? Hmm....

Anyway, this was pretty pointless. I just thought it was a cool show and i should share it with the world :-)
Well i'm off for the weekend now.
Take care guys, xx

The rest is still unwritten...

The clock ticks over and the sound of my alarm awakens me from a beautiful dream. I feel around for the snooze button and doze back to sleep. All too soon the sirens in my head sound again and i realise i need to get up. I locate the stop button and roll out of my warm bed to face the freezing winter cold. The house is alive with activity, all too loud for this hour of the morning. Kyall offers to buy me something from the bakery, but i'm not awake enough to think, i tell him its his choice. As i dress for the day i notice that its not as cold as it has been the past few days. Standing infront of the mirror i do my best to make myself look attractive. Kyall returns with a bunch of yummies and we sit outside with dad mungin' on our apple turnovers, his new addiction. I gather my stuff for the day and start making my way to the bus stop. I'm stopped by Kyall, he's going to take me instead. We arrive at our destination and i'm informed Dom will be late. Kyall parks the little car up over the gutter and onto the pathway. I remind him he isn't in his ute. I notice missed calls from Dom, we drive to a different entrance. I thank Kyall and make my way to Dom.

After participating in a short embrace, we begin walking aimlessly throught the shopping center. We check movie times and buy tickets to Night At The Museum 2. A little more aimless walking leads us to KFC where we purchase nuggets for lunch. Look at the time. Quickly make our way to the cinema and find some spare seats. I'm sure it was a hilarious movie. A few hours of shopping, buying nothing, no money, how sad. We look at a pet shop. Cute dogs, we decide we'll get one when we're older. We spot the fish, i plan on buying Dom one when i can afford it. Notice the little turtles, they swim so cute, we confirm we need one of those too. Towards the back of the store i notice guinea pigs. I fall in love. We spend ages standing there observing the cute little critters. I notice one tank with a mum and her babies. Completely adorable. The little ones in the food bowl. Now he's scratching, its the cutest thing i've ever seen. Dom tears me away from them. He spends some money on some spunky new gear. Doms dad picks us up in the cool car, drops us at the hair dresser. I sit and watch as the lady tends to my boyfriends hair. Shortly after she's finished we arrive back at Doms place.

After deciding whats for dinner, i lure him upstairs. He picks up his guitar and amazes me once again with his brilliance. We get hungry and make dinner. Its delicious. Dom puts apple pie in the oven and takes me to the theatre room. His dad calls him. I hide behind the chair. He comes in, finds me straight away. Attempt one - failed. We talk for a bit then hear his dad call for Dom again. I sneak into a different room and hide. Footsteps in the hallway, i wait patiently. I can hear him searching for me, the laughter is getting hard to contain. I give up and reveal my hiding place. He swears that was his plan all along. Attempt two - failed. We fool around in the theatre room and both end up in fits of laughter. Check the time, dessert should be ready. Apple pie and ice cream. Yum. We've just started eating when i hear the sound of my car coming up the driveway. My parents are here. I gesture to them through the window, hoping they realise i want to continue eating. After scoffing as much as i can, Dom escorts me to the front door. We say our goodbyes and I get into my car.

These guys looked cuter in real life.
True story.
xoxo rhiannon

I Love Dominic ^_^

So there's this boy right. And well. He takes my breath away. He is by far the most amazing and magnificent person i have ever met. He holds my hand and tells me that i'm beautiful. He tickles me and laughs at my stupid jokes. His cuddles make me all fuzzy inside and his kisses make me melt. He doesn't mind when i'm unbearably hypo and he slides down his stairs with me. He lets me hang out with his friends and his family. He remembers pretty much everything we've ever done together, and doesn't seem to mind that my silly brain won't let me do the same. I'd pretty much fallen in love with him before i'd even met him. And he makes me 'eeeeeeeee' all the time. He is completely wowing and the butterflies he gives me feel incredible. He goes along with my silly conversations and lets me make up words. I love every minute of every hour that i spend with him. He knows me better than anyone else, he is by far my best friend. He takes me to concerts even though i swear i'll look out of place. Heck, he takes me to concerts he doesn't even like, just to make me happy. He calls me princess and buys me spiderman merchandise. He makes me the best subways and sits through chick flicks with me. He lets me squeeze his hand when i'm scared and kisses my forehead when i do something 'cute'. I never knew i could feel this much. I honestly did not think it was possible to be this in love with some one at this age, but i cannot imagine my life without this boy. Dominic Terence Harper. My boyfriend, my bestfriend, my happily ever after. You are my heaven and i'm never letting go. You complete me. I love you with everything i have and this post doesn't even begin to describe how much. Forever and ever babe.

Don't you hate it when...

You pay a fortune for something, that you didn't even want?

I just got home from the hairdressers and after spending a good $150, I've come to the realization that despite me asking for less orange than last time, I'm stuck with a full head of orange hair. I'll tell you something for nothing - I hate it when i spend a fortune on something I didn't even want.
I went to get my regrowth touched up, and the lady who did it last time had decided that she'd match my roots to the ends of my hair so that i didn't end up with a three-colour rainbow. (I had platinum blonde hair, a goldy colour from last time she did my regrowth, and my natural darker colour). Well thats a lovely idea in theory. But in practise, its not so great. I'm hoping when i wake up it looks better. Haha. On the plus side, it feels really nice and kind of healthy for the first time all year.

:-)

Kids On Overload

Pinch and a punch for the first day of the month.

Today is Wednesday the first of July 2009, and as per every Wednesday I attended my trainee ship at a local daycare center. This whole trainee thing kinda eventuated because i wanted to drop modern history earlier in the year but there was no good subjects available and they wouldn't give me a spare without one. Lol. Yay for school. So i arrived at 7.30am and chilled with the babies for a while. I spent most of the day floating throughout the rooms wherever they needed a hand. I love the kids aye. A lot of them are really wonderful. Of course you have the odd one that gets on your nerves, but overall, a good bunch of children. I'm usually well excited to get out of there by 4.30 though, and today was no exeption.

So, i've recently discovered that my navel piercing is crooked. Yes. I kid you not. What an unfortunate thing to discover. I know what you're thinking, "how did this happen!?". Well, its a simple explanation really. I went to the piercing place, and the really nice lady shoved the needle through crooked! Don't worry though, its not really noticeable. :-) Haha.

What is noticeable though? Me talking like a spastic. Sigh. Seriously, the whole no braces thing is kinda cool as long as you don't count the fact they shoved this retainer thing in my mouth which is giving me a speach impediment. I really sound like a fool, all the time. Its terrible! Haha. Lameeeeeeee.

I'd like to conclude this post with a funny comment. However, the funny part of my brain seems to have been misplaced. So, take care kids, xoxo

No More Braces!

So today was probably the best Monday i've had in months.
Mr boyfriend came over this morning and we mostly watched some telly and stuff. Then he escorted me to the orthodontist where after 18 months, they finally removed my braces. Clearly not the most romantic thing to do with your boyfriend. Haha. But it is pretty great to have straight teeth =D
Dominic and i saw Transformers 2 afterwards. Woahman, its pretty swell. I'd definitely recommend it. Lots of robots shooting stuff.
When the movie came to a conclusion, the pair of us headed towards Dominics place. And let me tell you... His little brother and sister and their cousin had created quite the swell cubby house in front of the television! So obviously we did what any pair of 16 year olds would do. We raided it! And watched Hannah Montanna with them. =D It was swell. Haha.
Then it was dinner time, and what a lovely dinner it was, thankyou Mrs Harper. (: My beloved boyfriend gave me cordial, even though he knows the effect it has on me. Haha. I tend to get quite hyperactive under the influence of sugary beverages. So after dinner we slid down his stairs on our bums. Haha. Oh what fun!

So as you can see, this Monday kicked all school Mondays in the guts!
Indeed i do love Dominic, he is quite the amazing hunk of spunk.
Stay tuned for our adventures tomorrow!
xoxo Rhizzahhhhhhh (H)

IDEK

So this post will be pretty pointless, because i find them the most amusing.
I've been kind of inspired by Taylahs youtube posts. Haha.
So the other night i was just chillin in the lounge room, cause i pretty much ace the chair thats in there. We're practically bestfriends the amount of time we spend together. Then my older brother Kyall is all "RHIANNON! YOU HAVE TO SEE THIS! COME HERE!" So i buzz over to the room in which my brother and the computer is situated in, to find a youtube window open. My eighteen year old brother looking quite excited proceeds to press play.

Quite honestly, this kid is well good looking and after showing Jade, we agree that everything he says is hilarious and all his videos are swell. So i thought i'd share this video with you.
I hope you enjoyed this post =D

You don't seem to realise

I cant do this on my own.

So today was my last day of school for this term. Thank God. I cannot stress enough how much i am over school right now. So freakin happy to be rid of that place for a few weeks.
This post is pretty much going to be me whinging, so if you're not up for that. I suggest you move along. Haha.
Gah. Theres so much complaining i want to do right now. But my bestfriend wont even give me the time of day. Ever since this stupid boyfriend of hers. And honestly, i want her to be happy and im glad that she is. Cause shes been through some shit this past year or so and she deserves happiness. But fuckit. I was there when she was going through it all. And im still here when she needs a shoulder to cry on now. Why isnt she there for me? Its not like ive got any huge disasters going on but itd be kinda nice to have a friend to talk to when lifes being a shithead. I can deal with him being there while im talking to her if thats what they need. But ffs, can you just stop sucking face for long enough for me to spill my heart out. Shes all "we should talk more, we'll talk tomorrow" then the fuckin pair of em skip school to have sex all day. Makes me so spiggin mad. Honestly. One day. She cant even give me one day. What am i supposed to do? FML

Ahwell. Poor me. Sorry for the poorly written sook-fest.
Soonerz x

There's something about the way,

The street looks when its just rained, there's a glow off the pavement. (-:

Just the simple fact its Monday seems to put me in a bad mood. Not much to report, twas a pretty normal day. Started with my little brother having a mental about going to school. Can't really blame him though. I would've preferred to stay at home to. I waited at school for my bestfriend and the rest of my crew. Although miss Amy didn't stay at school for long, as soon as her boy got to school they both left! Haha, Jordann and i kept ourselves amused by coming up with odd places they could be "goin at it".

Classes were pretty average. Had business first period, and i spent that discussing weekends and how Mondays always suck. I had a spare second, in which i worked on my traineeship assignments for daycare. Next was dance. And seeing as my bestfriend Amy still hadn't come back to school, this class was pretty boring. Lunch wasn't too bad though, had a purple popper (yum!) and some lovely conversations with my girls. Mondays end with a lesson in mathematics. I could think of better ways to spend my afternoon. But apparently we need to learn these things to get through life. Haha.

We had a new bus driver this afternoon, he seemed nice enough though. I got off at the stop nearest my home, which leaves me with a 15 minute walk. In the pouring rain. Haha. Lucky i like the rain. It seems all magical and it makes me smile. Its like the rain washes away all the hurt and makes things clearer. I got pretty soaked though! And was freezing by the time i got home. You can't really tell its raining in the photos. But it was i swear!

Haha, well i've got some school work to do. So i best be off.
Byee xx

I Love Weekends

Hey there!

Its Sunday night. And as per usual, the imminence of Monday morning is ruining the last few hours of my weekend. Mondays mean early morning wake ups, freezing walks to the bus stop, and six dreaded hours of school. Sigh.

Luckily though, I had a most splendid weekend. I awoke on Saturday morning to a bright sunny day, promising adventures. Haha. Seriously though, i spent most of Saturday morning cleaning and setting up for mums party. The afternoon consisted of beautifying myself, buying booze and sneaking kisses with my amazing boyfriend, Dominic. Guests started arriving, and before i knew it there was singing, dancing, drinking and all sorts of shenanigans going on. Partying extended to the wee hours of the morning, and I missed out on some much needed beauty sleep!

Unfortunately there were no lazy sleep-ins on the agenda for Sunday. 8am came awfully quick and as i got ready i thought of the day ahead. 9.45 i arrived at Taylahs house to her frantic mother trying to find costumes. Boy am i familiar with those ones. Haha. We picked Bek and Rachel up on the way to fitzys and arrived shortly after 10.30 for the Beverly Parker Academy of Dance Reunion. After performing, we scoffed down some lunch that left a little to be desired and set our eyes on some photos from the 80's. Let me be the first to say, terrible costumes. Haha. We danced again and then came dessert, clearly the best part of the day. 4pm i appear at home and curl up infront of Twilight for some much needed rest.

And now here i am, creating a blogspot to waste my time on. Haha, myspace just doesn't cut it anymore. I'm sure many an hour will be spent blogging over the upcomming holidays. But for now, this is goodbye.

Cheerio xx