Chillout

Anyway, this is one of my latest sets and i simply love making them to put them in my blog and also look at them and long for clothes such as i use in them. I shall never own most or any of these things. It's a little sad, but also fun. A friend of my parents recently suggested i cud have her blue docs that dont fit her and might fit me - i was in a state of pleasure. I must pursue this. I have always wanted docs.. i remeber this time when i was a child probably 8 and dad had docs and i used to put them and they were SO GIANT i cud barely lifted them, but i wanted them as school shoes..but ofcourse, whats the point my feet wud grow id waste all that money of shoes id never wear again. But now is the time to own them..but i dont have money. I hope these shoes being hopefully donated to me will fit. <3



Through high school i never really felt right, i never felt as though i REALLY belonged there. Maybe this is due to he nature of my high school, it was a private school that, though placed in not such a wonderful area, thought it self one of the best of th best - while the 'best of the best' schools looked down on us really. It's a system of private schools, i just don't understand it. Unfortuneatly, if you graduate at one of these schools it will follow you around for the rest of eternity; or so it feels. Well High school was never pleasant - i don't have many fond memories and the ones i do have a hold dear - but high school seems to keep coming back in some form and shape, usually some bitch all my friends had tried to forget about. The funny thing about high school is i promised id never be friends with people from high school bar one person and currently my closest friends are from high school but i never really hung out with them it just happened after school. When we were free to feel and be and look how ever we please. Instead of pristine blazered iron starched machines made to go to university and act like a snob who had more money than anyone else in the world. It was a blur of green red and grey. And it was ugly. Fortunatly, however, i have escaped most of the people who harrased me, bothered me, made me sad and feel inferior. They tried for almost a year or more to get to me, to hurt me still AFTER high school. But i feel i was the better person probably becuase i didnt call when i was drunk and leave horrible messages on their phones about how they broke my heart like they did to me, i didnt attack people on social networking sites, i didnt sob to people they were friends with about how they hurt me; i didnt associate myself with their friends nor them, but they did. I have escaped. I feel free, lighter and happier that things are not so stressful as they were. But my close friend hasn't quite escaped, she thought she had, but she hasn't. Her opponent is one of mine also. Opponent, yes, i mean enemy. Becuase that's what this persons life is; a game. This one opposition doesn't give up so easily and has gotten nastier. I know the right side will win, becuase its honest and decent. But i hate looking at people like they are my opposition, my enemy, it feels crude and mean. But sadly it's true. I want this to be a great blog full of inspiration and equallity, but its humanity - no one will ever be equal, not even in the animal kingdom are thinsg equal. But i feel a lil inspired by this act of cruelness becuase i know my mate and me we're better - i dont' care how egotistical it is (this new egotism is most likely spurred on by my boyfriend, but its healthy sometimes) - we're stronger, we're determined, we're happier, healthier, stressless - unless assessment inhibits this haha- but our lives are so much better off and although it is sad to see people havent moved on, grown up or realised private school was only 5 years of our wonderful 100 years of living (hopefully) haha and i know that my mate and i are going to be successful, inspirational to others and each other, while enjoying our wonderful lives. Thats a bit of inspiration for me. And it shud be for her too.

Hair dye - So i have had blue hair now for 4 months going on 5 and i love my blue hair it's awesome but i am getting tired of it being so horrible feeling - poor bleached hair, it's slowly turning to dust im sure! Hahaha. I spend a shit load on hair products and try to maintain it but it's pretty impossibly some days. Anway, i've been saying for a few months once my regrowth gets bad this time round i will go back to my hair colour. But really! I don't think i can go from blue back to BROWN. It wud look strange and just drab. Blah. Soooo, ive been looking at some colour i cud try out - i want to go back to a natural colour so that it feels better and also becuase i am growing my hair out so that its wonderful and long :). Im thinking a hazelnut with streaks..i'm not too sure. It's so hard to give up this crazy hair colour. I cannot imagine having a normal hair colour anymore. Unless it was black and had some crazy chunks in it. I really cant think of what i wud want. I know that probably shud mean i shudnt change it - but its the gross feeling of dust hair i want to get rid off :( Oh the woes of an 18 year old.



Cupcake! Eat one this week to make u feel special inside. Love Jade
2 Comments:
Blerg. I love jade
<3
stay blue.
OMG WOW BLOG WOW.
WOW WOW WOW.
THE STUFF ABOUT SCHOOL WOW.
AAAAAAAAAH.
WOW.
(In Cassie voice) OH... WOW.
Good blog lovely.
You deserve a cupcake yourself!
I love you and you're amazing.
As for the hair colour.. Dark purple would be cool and would easily dye over the blue, and your regrowth wouldnt be as obvious.
Or, just start bleaching it and go blonde again.
Dunno.
My regrowth is terrible, even in the blonde bits. I want to try pink!! Soon please :)
Fantastic blog.
Doing things for you is wonderful.
<3
p.s Zerren just came and put his head on my lap, he thinks you are wonderful just like I do :)
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