the one person whose arms i’d really like to be in
there is no one.
my best first date
never been on a date.
a description of my self esteem
what self esteem?
who my best friends are
at this point; Candice, Nic, Bec, Julia.
my favourite book
this is a dumb question and i struggle to answer it, it’s a toss up between; The Fault in Our Stars, The Book Thief and Nineteen Minutes.
biggest turn offs
bad hygiene. and rats tails. and arrogance.
a description of my best friend
Candice: tall, blonde, striking, bold.
my favourite animal
when i was 10 it was the Orca. i suppose now it’s cats.
someone i miss
the reason behind my last breakup
you need to have been in a relationship to have a breakup.
what i did yesterday
Uni, all day.
what my greatest achievements are
graduating. getting into uni. (how pathetic!)
a description of the person i dislike the most
average height, conceited, arrogant, bitchy, genuinely hurtful.
my favourite songs right now
My Way - Frank Sinatra
Brother - Matt Corby
If I Ever Leave This World Alive - Flogging Molly
how my last kiss went down
what i find attractive in the preferred sex
apparently i have a thing for blondes?
all the pets i’ve ever had
Scatter, Massie, Eminem, Jake, Sakra, Nala.
favourite flavour of ice cream
well, being lactose intolerant it has to be mango sorbet. but it used to be mint choc chip.
the one place i want to be right now
the meanest thing anyone has said to me
"you’ll never amount to anything."
where i have lived before
nowhere but here.
i’ll love you if…
you love me.
what are my future plans
five years of uni. go overseas to travel and teach. come back. go bush for a while. settle down.
an internal conflict i have with myself
do i really want what i think i want?
what i’m doing tomorrow
going to the movies with the lovely Nic. picking up the dog poo. making dinner. settling in to bed with Candice and watching the last episode of Sherlock.
what i want to be when i get older
most embarrassing moment
okay, so i had my school bag on my back and there was a group of us switching carriages on the train. everyone managed to get through totally fine. EXCEPT ME. as i was walking through the door they decided to close on my bag. my body was through the door but my bag was stuck. so i was doing this awkward half-run-half-fall thing through the door trying to get through. there were A LOT of people watching. it caused absolute hysteria.
two of my insecurities
my thighs. both of them. that’s two.
what i would do if i won the lottery
pay off my parents debts. move grandma closer to the families. travel.
a description of the boy i like
there is no boy at the moment.
what i love most about myself
honestly, my boobs.
my biggest pet peeves
arrogance. illiterate fucks.
what bands i’ve seen live
Muse. Biffy Clyro. that’s all i can remember because Soundwave is a blur of hot and vomit.
who my best friends are
how many kids i want in the future
like, two. i guess?
my idea of a perfect date
what i’m really good at
being asleep. catching public transport. spending money.
most traumatic experience
where i would like to live
the nicest thing anyone’s ever said to me
you’re my best friend.
do i like where i am right now?
not at all.
what i can hear right now
The Veils. the wind. my door.
my relationship with my sibling(s)
he’s the most disgusting human being i have ever had the displeasure of knowing. i genuinely cannot stand to be within the same room as him. it’s pathetic.
all of the pets i’ve ever had
my biggest worry currently
something i’ve wished for repeatedly
lol. a boyfriend.
my relationship with my parents
great, when my brother isn’t around. when he’s around, they’re unbearable because they cannot see what he is like. he’s “just an average teenage boy”.
what words make me the best about myself
this understand i do not.
something i should have said a long time ago
i need your friendship.
what my last text message says
"Is there anything more annoying than an arrogant fuck who’s had everything handed to them their whole life, and never tried to better themselves? Rhetorical question" - Candice
Sounds pretty awesome to me. Turning 18. Doing all that uni stuff. Only doing the things you choose to do because you want to do them. (or maybe that’s just me enjoying the independence which I had previously lacked)
well, yes, but also utterly terrifying!
i actually have to take responsibility for my life and choose a direction and make decisions and ursdjhguirefhsbn.